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*   taylor ,   olympia .

and you are getting more and more creative on how to drive them away, she thought. a sigh came from her lips at the thought, her heart breaking for a moment thinking of their own daughter. “more creative than we were when we were young?” she asked looking to her husband. she wasn’t sure that was possible. 

lips quirk briefly into a PLEASED smile at his wife’s question, but instinctively, gabriel forces it away and his lips flatten back into a straight line. though, when he turns to face olympia, there’s a small, GLINT of amusement in his eye. “ we weren’t that much a nuisance to society, were we ? ” he hums in thought as he continues his work, the sound of pen scratching on paper filling the room. 

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*   cho ,   kennedy .

she stood a few feet away from the other, pretending to be only half listening. her gaze follows his eyes to the car in the parking lot and she has to restrain herself from going over to scold the kids about their parking job. instead, she feigns a smile of amusement, arms crossed against her chest as she looks over at gabriel. “ i PITY their parents, ” kennedy turns her focus back to the kids across the street, this time finding genuine amusement in their excitement over a bag of bird seed. “ you worry about ‘em going out, drinking, getting high on who knows what — when in reality, they’re just losing their shit over a bag of bird seed. pathetic, isn’t it ? ”

a brow rises upwards at her sentiment and gabriel appraises her for a moment, blue hues HARDENING at her words. however, his expression remains neutral, impassive. he immediately busies himself with the paperwork before him, maintaining a casual demeanor as he jotted something down before responding. “ pathetic, maybe. but here it sounds like the BEST-CASE scenario, don’t you think ? ” he questions, not meeting her gaze. kennedy doesn’t need to know about his first-hand experience in the matter. “ judging by your compassion, i assume you don’t have any kids, mayor ? ” gabriel looks up at her with a small, curious smile. though he already knows the answer to that one — his words are merely a JAB disguised as a question. 

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the ultimate ships challenge: [4/10] quotes: riley matthews & maya hart

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*   henley ,   blake .

“Oh, crap,” Blake uttered as he observed the sight in front of him and imagining the impending flock of birds that would descend on offending vehicle en masse, eventually. Oh, crap was right, they would likely leave the entire car covered in a fresh coat of paint in the various shade of bird shit. Yikes.

“Should we do something?” he asked the male beside him who had stopped to observe the whole event in the same passive manner that Blake had, perhaps he was in awe too.

gabriel turns to the younger at his question and is QUIET for a moment, eyes briefly flicking downwards in thought. “ i mean .. ” he gives a small shrug of his shoulder, gaze turning back to almost-comical scene unfolding before them. “ looks like he kinda DESERVED, to be quite honest. ” gabriel observes the kids for a few seconds before tilting his head at the other with brows slightly raised. “ and, y’know, who are we to stand in the way of justice ? ” he’s a lawyer, but that’s besides the point. gabriel wasn’t about to WASTE his time involving himself in a ridiculous prank over some asshole that didn’t know how to park. “ at least that’s my prerogative. if you’d like to do something, by all means — ” he gestures a hand in their direction, small smile on his lips. 

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 *   torrance ,   beverly .

@gcldveins​ / closed starter / malcolm o’sullivan

As a rather rough wind struck her, Beverly pulled Sully’s sweater closer to her chest. She had much rather preferred wearing it than holding it, but she had already been insistent on making sure she would return it safely. More often than NOT, she would wash the items she borrowed from friends, but somewhere in her unconscious mind, she really didn’t want to ruin the fact that it smelled like him. Sully. It seemed so silly to her. Especially just thinking of how she wasn’t exactly special in any way, shape, or form. Not to HIM. She shook the thought out of her mind. That didn’t matter. It didn’t. He was a very good friend to her. She was enjoying that. Just that was once so perfect to her.

She sighed as the familiar chime of the bell RUNG out, instinctively breathing in the scent of books before she forced a smile on her face. “ Sully? Are you around? ” She called out, searching for him around the counter.

“ uh, sorry, but it looks like we don’t — ” lips parted, sully’s attention is suddenly drawn AWAY from the customer by a familiar head of blonde curls passing by the display window. he hears the distinctive chime of the doorbell which is followed by beverly’s voice and instinctively, a small grin threatens to appear on his lips. but suddenly remembering the elderly woman before him, sully quickly REDIRECTS his attention back onto her — any hint of a smile forced away. “ we don’t uh, sell that book here. sorry ‘bout that. ” and with a disappointed nod, she walks away, leaving sully finally free to make his way back to the front where he finds beverly waiting by the counter. 

“ hey, ” he greets her with a WARM smile, arms behind his back, fiddling with the knot on his apron. “ i wasn’t expecting you — you should’ve told you were stopping by. maeve made these cookies and brought ‘em in for her shift this morning but i, uh — ” the older chuckles sheepishly as he sets the apron down, “ — well, i ate ‘em all. ” he leans with his hand on the edge of the counter and pauses to take a CURIOUS look at her. “ so, what’s up ? ” 

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Paul Rudd in I Love You, Man

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*   taylor ,   laura .

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the beeping. it’s the first thing she hears. the mumble of her father’s voice beside her, speaking into a cell phone. and then the pain rushes in. a pounding at each temple, at the back of her neck- why did her back hurt? what happened? why was the room so bright? as her eyes slowly opened and adjusted, she felt the room spin. and while logically she could recognize it as a hospital room, nothing processed. how many days had she lost? a low groan resonated in her chest as the room continued to spin, sitting up with the help of the side of the hospital bed. she looked at her father. a feeling of dread in her chest as she, once again, disappointed him. how much had she been doing that recently? “dad?” she croaked, her voice hoarse from days of dehydration. 

gabriel had just gotten off the phone when he hears a weak voice call out to him and for a brief moment — he’s almost too afraid to turn and LOOK at its source. as if it had been a ghost who had whispered his name and in a way, it almost was. jaw clenched, gabriel slowly forces himself to face her direction and he can feel the breath immediately escaping him at the sight of her; pallid and with eyes like sockets, she looked like a SKELETON, barely recognizable as laura, his little laura. “ that.. ” his mouth runs dry and gabriel swallows the lump that’s formed in his throat. he can barely look her in the eye, instead focusing his gaze on her pale hand that rests only a few feet away from his. “ .. that was the rehab facility. they have a spot available, and they said they can accommodate you as soon as you’re ready. ” his tone’s monotonous, as if he were reciting a REPORT. “ how — how are you feeling ? ” gabriel’s voice breaks a little at the question but his features remain still, stony. 

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*   closed   starter   for   siddharth ,   @havocccd .

it was a quiet afternoon at java the hut, and considering it was one few places in town with coffee that was actually tolerable — frankie counted this as a BLESSING. the table she had situated herself at, usually meant for four, was occupied by her empty to-go cups and stacks upon stacks of autopsy reports — old and new. a head of dark hair peeks out from the surrounding mess and frankie takes a calculating look around the cafe before she sets her sights on a male sitting at the table next to her. already standing up, she calls out to him, “ hey , uh, excuse me — do you mind doing me a FAVOUR ?? ” and without even missing a beat, she takes the seat across from him and slides the file she had been looking at over to his side. “ tell me — how SIMILAR do those look to you ? and don’t be afraid to be specific. ” she leans in across the table, finger tips pressing down on the two pictures she was showing him — both a close up of a bruised neck with vivid markings.

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*   closed   starter   for   kolby ,   @ofiridescnce​ .

“ yeah no, this tastes like 30 year old CARPET, blegh, ” sully grimaces as he forces himself to swallow the bite he had taken, washing it down with some of his root beer float. “ you have to try it though — i promised, seb, and i don’t want him to get MAD at me. he gets all beady-eyed and stuff .. FREAKS me out, quite frankly. ” the older sighs as he pushes the plate of experimental pancakes over to kolby’s side of the table. 

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@mistysmoons

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“Tell me to go. Tell me that’s what you want and I will walk away and you will never see me again.” “Is that what you want?” “I want you.”

Imagine Me & You (2005) dir. Ol Parker

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The Notebook (2004) dir. Nick Cassavetes

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*   elliot ,   august .

@mistycentral / open starter.

GUS WAS FROZEN TO THE SPOT, LOOKING NEAR CATATONIC AS he stared at the endless wall of cereal boxes before him. all he needed to do was pick one and move along, but stubborn indecision held him in place, gaze darting between cartoon mascots & boasted health facts — grocery shopping should NOT have been this difficult. torn between classic froot loops and some off-brand kangaroo thing, gus wondered aloud, “d’you think multiple universes are a real thing?” he finally blinked away from the overload of color, tacky shopping basket passed from one hand to the other — he still needed to make sure he grabbed fresh milk before leaving or he’d hate himself at 3am ( aka the only decent hour to ACTUALLY eat breakfast cereal ). “like, do all of our daily choices create new strands of realities… or, wait — that’s more of a butterfly effect thing, isn’t it?” what a shitty movie…

standing next to gus in aisle three, lou tilted her head to the side as she gazed at all the different options of cereal. approaching closer, she lifted herself up on the tip of her toes to reach for a CHOCOLATE VERSION of lucky charms when gus pipes up. and with the colourful box in hand, she lowers herself back to the ground, turning to face the other with a puzzled look. “ you really wanna talk shitty ashton kutcher movies right now ?? ” lou retorts with a raised brow before focusing her attention back on the cereal. “ i didn’t even know they made these .. hm — ” and without hesitation, lou pulls the top flap open and rips apart the plastic bag inside before grabbing a small handful to FUNNEL into her mouth. “ .. want some ? ” she offers through a mouthful of sugared-oat bits and dried marshmallows. 

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*   da   costa ,   serafina .

open starter: @mistycentral​ location: lucky’s tavern

“Mmph, love that journey for you.” Serafina had lost interest in the relatively boring conversation about five minutes ago, but luckily she’d gotten some interesting text messages from one of her producers about an upcoming shoot. Normally Sera was more attentive than this, but she had tried to change the conversation and the person just wasn’t getting the hint. However, her ears soon picked up something interesting and her head popped up from her phone. “Run that back?”

eyes roll at the other’s words and lou tilts her head to give her friend an UNIMPRESSED look before continuing, “ — i said, that better be a good fucking text because you’re being kind of a shithead right now. ” she turns away for a moment to take a sip of her beer and raises a brow curiously at her friend, “ well ?? are you gonna SHARE with the class ? ”

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@mercuriial

You know, it won’t play in middle America, but screw it, we’ll jam it down their throats until they enjoy it.

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I’m so sorry.

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*   open   starter ,   @mistycentral​​ .

“ the hell .. ” eyes squinting, gabriel studied the group of kids from across the street who were all flocking to a parked car in the lot, one that was taking up TWO spots instead of one. “ .. is that .. that’s a twenty pound bag of bird seed, jesus — ” the male leans back with raised brows, mildly impressed by the scheme. “ kids sure are getting more and more creative nowadays .. ” he murmured to himself, attention beginning to drift back to the report he had initially been working through.