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mhargs:

It had been a relatively long day on set, but then again, what Monday wasn’t just that? Two days off - when available - was just something that took a toll come the work week starting back up. And of course, Mariska was up bright and early to get it all started as soon as possible. Call times before nine in the morning should be outlawed! A proposition she would certainly sign on the dotted line for, but such was life. It didn’t help that recent conversations sat heavy on the seasoned actress’ heart. No, that just kind of made everything drag on all the more. All she wanted to do was call cut, pack up and head on over to her fiancée’s house, so they could figure everything out and possibly start planning more for the future. Fiancée. It was still such a foreign word, but it brought the biggest smile to her face every time a simple thought of Stephanie popped into her head; not to mention when someone brought up the woman, their engagement, her ring… Honestly, that list was long. Just about anything Stephanie could make her smile, and it had been the case for as long as she could remember. It just beamed brighter now than ever before.

She couldn’t get off set faster than she did had their been a fire. Nothing was going to keep her from making her way over to her other half’s home. Her better half, if you will. The younger woman would probably argue it - if not eat it up - but they knew the truth. Mariska would always feel as though the woman that she loved was far better than she was, even if she knew there was an equal. It wasn’t something she’d back down from either. However, that was all neither here nor there. Italian from the spot they had originally shared a meal from over a year ago was purchased, in a nostalgic manner, before she found herself planted on the blonde’s door step. Sneaker clad feet quickly brought her inside and up to the woman’s penthouse door before knuckles wrapped lightly against it. A sense of giddiness bubbled within her as she stood waiting for the other woman to answer the door. A giddiness that was always present when Stephanie was around. And despite her not being seen, the woman’s presence was about to be bestowed upon her. Kisses. Hugs. Simply seeing her. All of which helped dampen the feelings that had previously bubbled up. If nothing else, she knew they would come out on the other end with a level of understanding and agreement. They had been through so much over time, and look where they were now! Anything was possible between them.

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A day at work was much different mid January then December. Instead of running around like a chicken with it’s head cut off the owner could relax back in her office with a latte and scone to go over numbers while planning for the future. It was nice! This holiday season all locations had done amazingly well leaving the company in the position to hand out bonuses and make a few minor changes without even a small dent in funds. Life was good! Red painted lips remained pulled to a smile practically all day despite the caged lions clawing at insides. As soon as slender fingers waved goodbye to beauty consultants and make up artists it wouldn’t be long before a serious talk was had. Most would assume such heavy conversations were had long before the diamond ring slid down the Queen of Law and Order’s finger, but they would be wrong. The engagement had been a surprise for all seeing as how the two weren’t even entangled in a relationship. Love was present and that’s all Stephanie needed to take the next step - or next 5. Prada’s were toed off by the door before gloves, coat, and scarf were removed and placed in the closet. Winter brought on a terrible chill that left the woman aching to the bone some days. With the heat set on 72 the home felt just right as slack covered legs moved the actress into the kitchen were a bottle of red was opened to breathe. Ambiance. She needed it so the fireplace was quickly switched on to provide such. To change or not to change? Before an answer could be reached there was a knocking on the door sending those lions into a tizzy along with her head. “Here goes nothing.” Was mumbled to herself.

As soon as blue eyes laid eyes on the brunette everything settled. A large smile took over as a hand reached out to hook in the front of Mariska’s pants to pull her into a rather heated kiss. It felt like forever since lips met which was not a welcomed feeling. “Hey.” Was whispered breathlessly once Stephanie released the hold and moved to let the other enter her home. “I’ve got a bottle of your favorite red breathing. It should be ready if you’d like a glass with dinner?” Eyes caught sight of the bag after the smell practically had the woman salivating. Had she eaten since breakfast? Mind you breakfast was often much later than others but still. The door was closed behind the brown eyed beauty before the bag taken from her hand. “How was work?” Barefoot made their way across wooden floors to the kitchen were boxes were removed from the bag and placed on the counter. “Should we eat at the table, the bar, or in the living room?” The bedroom would have been offered if red sauce wasn’t involved. Something about spilling a dark sauce on satin bed sheets just didn’t sit well - which made little sense considering red wine was often drank in there. “We can dive into the hard topics after we sit and settle.” Though the nerves may do Steph in before that moment.

A NEW CHAPTER ❥ M&S

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mhargs:

I just imagined someone trying to actually throw a lubed up water balloon, and it was far too amusing, even if gross. Would you have continued to sleep, if you didn’t have to get up? Because honestly, I couldn’t even blame you for doing so! Oh no, it’s something I would rather show you than tell you!

I imagine it would just slip from hands and end up all over oneself. Continuing to sleep would have been nice but my body had enough which is what originally woke me. There is something comforting about a day allowing me to lay between soft sheets forgetting about the world outside. Show and tell was one of my favorites as a child.

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campsnowflake:

I have a tendency to watch entirely too many crime dramas, as most of you know, but I swear Rizzoli & Isles and Castle are the two that stick out the most of me. Jane Rizzoli and Richard Castle are quite literally me. More so Castle than Jane, but that’s simple because he’s more childlike on a grander scale than Jane is… But you know, Jane is a bad ass. I can be bad ass. Don’t argue otherwise! Because it’s too late. I’m clearly looking up criminal justice courses to jumpstart my fallback career aka eating cookies with chocolate milk.

It took me a moment to picture you as Castle but once I did I can’t stop. It wont go away! Then  you as Jane is oddly fitting as well but mostly because I can see Anna as Maura in the situation. Anna is more Beckett with the teasing attitude but Maura at the same time? This conversation is hurting my head. How were your cookies and milk?!

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stanalikemadonna:

Today I decided I wanted to make myself a cup of coffee and then clean my condo. I made my coffee, started to clean, and came back an hour later to a cold coffee. A little mad at myself for forgetting, I made another cup and then got distracted and let it get cold again. So in the space of an afternoon, I made two coffees and drank zero. In other news, I just discovered a glass of wine I’d poured myself before dinner and forgotten about, so my night has definitely gotten better. 

Should we start calling you Dory now? It seems fitting! Finding wine is a lot better than finding cold coffee. I hope you found a bottle and not just a glass.

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msarahpaulsons:

The plastic one’s that actually make you look like a T-Rex?! Cause i could see the subway happening, but i can’t imagine any cabs letting us ride around in one of those. But hey, why the hell not test out that theory.

Yes! Those ones! They look like so much fun. We can steal August’s hoverboard and ride it down Times Square in the T-Rex suits! Maybe through Central Park. Why would they refuse us a cab ride?! I’m sure they get crazier costumes around Halloween.

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bridgetreganss:

You’d just need to constantly have a gopro stuck to your head in those type of happenings without having it look too obvious.. or just so you aren’t reaching for your phone before they notice the octopus is actually a spider. It’d be priceless, though!

I think having a gopro constantly on your head would make everyone suspicious. We should go around putting fake spiders on people just to film reactions.

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msarahpaulsons:

I’ve probably mentioned more then the average person my dislike for flying, and with the amount of back and forth I’ve had to do recently i had to try rely on other methods then drinking the plane dry and going into the cockpit. Not that i’m gonna stop asking to see the pilots before flying (cause i’m not) but my last fight consisted of me listening into the air traffic channel since it keeps me relaxed knowing everything’s going smoothly. But occasionally the pilot who i talked to prior, kept whispering my name during the coordinates thinking i’d remain calm when all it did was freak me the fuck out. He did it the entire flight…just whispering my name like there wasn’t a ton more people on that plane suddenly wondering why “Sarah” kept being said into their ear.

That sounds like the beginning of a bad horror movie! He could have taken the whole plane hostage just to keep you.

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bridgetreganss:

After the second time i’d probably try reach over and grab it or brush it away, which would only either case more confusion or panic anyway. I’d wanna say i’d be able to keep a straight face after that, but if they start going crazy i’m gonna be possibly peeing myself like i nearly did in the trailer.

I feel like those moments require a camera so its a good thing most people almost always have phones in their hand! I would totally start filming before I told them an octopus was on their shoulder and keep going until they realized what it really was. Video gold!

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bridgetreganss:

And it’s enough time to brush it off before they can do the whole “spider dance” when they realize. Bonus points if said person never realizes and continues to look at you like you’ve gone insane!

The question is, would you be able to keep a straight face if there was a spider on someone and you continually told them it was an octopus? After the 2nd or third time I would probably laugh. Just imagine them looking at you like you’re insane while the spider crawls around on their shoulder.

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msarahpaulsons:

Anyone else would think that’s be a little too extreme, yet it’s pretty normal and i’m ready. We just have to use the drunken buddy system and not lose each other. If we do get on this so called “no drive” list, there’s always disguises.

Disguises would have been fun! Why didn’t we think of that? We should get some of those T-Rex costumes and ride around in cabs or the subway!

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mhargs:

I’m not making it serious! I said durable water balloons! There is nothing serious about those! I think you’ve deserve the right to sleep the day away, after all of the hours you put in the last month or so at work! I’ve got a plan to keep you up, actually, and it’s a good one.

Durable water balloons covered in a thin layer of something that shouldn’t be thrown at others. I slept until noon which I am not sorry for but duty called so my lazy butt had to get up. Ohh? A good plan? I need to hear these plan details.

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mhargs:

I just sighed probably louder than I should have. I more than okay with having said conversations! I’ve very much like to be on the same page. No kiddos are present, so I can come your way. I expect kisses at the door!

Perhaps we should have said conversation this evening if kids are still with your prior other half? So we can make sure we’re on the same page? I have to work until about 9 but we can meet after that.

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mhargs:

Ohh, I fully intend to do just that. Would said conversations have changed the outcome? You actually help me sleep better at night, and I’m demanding cuddles and stuff tonight, okay? Okay! My bubble can pop, if need be. 

Maybe? I’m not sure we can say what would have changed the outcome but conversations would make me feel more solid about my place in this all. Come cuddle. Or do I need to come to you because of little ones?

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mhargs:

What would I even do with condoms?! Other than make very durable water balloons, of course. I feel as though old age should have been ruled out, but another year’s rapidly approaching. I don’t remember getting this old! It feels like only yesterday that I was in the prime of my life! Although, I suppose this could be the prime. My bagel was soooo good. I may have gotten you one and put it in the fridge, if you can manage to get out of bed and make your way here. 

I have no idea! It was meant to be funny so don’t make it so serious. Obviously, I just went back to sleep so you should have come over to my place with said bagel to wake me up.

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bridgetreganss:

Just flat out call spiders, octopus. I needed this to catch on! Just imagine telling someone to watch out for a spider, or that there’s a spider on them… “Hey, there’s an otopus on you, don’t move!” There’d be less panic and more confusion, which is better in that situation for some who hate them. Cause i either just leave them alone or carefully place them outside.

All the octopus! Spiders cease to exist. People wouldn’t panic if they’re in an area where an octopus wouldn’t be around. They would just look at the person who told them an octopus is on them as if they were crazy... until they saw the spider.

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msarahpaulsons:

I AM! It’s a brunch date that’ll hopefully or hopefully not get us on a list of people cabbies look out for to not drive around. Do you think they actually have those? But yes please, i need the drunk happenings.

I’m going to make sure Mariska knows if she doesn’t hear from us by like 7 pm she needs to start calling police stations. Whether or not cabbies have that list wont stop us from our day! It’s going to be the best!

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I have to go pick up some stuff from my padres because I don’t know my own address to have stuff delivered here. #winner I’ll be back soon!