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darcyxwallace‌:

“Oh plenty of people would find your bare butt cute! You are totally adorable, don’t you dare try to convince me otherwise.“ She said with a bright smile. She was gong to lift her friend up, even if that meant talking about their butt! She laughed at the silliness of it all.

“You’re right. Start small and maybe one day work myself up to something big. To be honest, I’m great at poetry, but I want to work my potential on bigger things as well. Even if it’s only for my eyes, I’d happily take the practice.“ She laughed at his tongue sticking out move. How childish, yet so funny no matter the age. “Oh no. Definitely not. He thinks mint chocolate chip is superior, and I simply can’t agree with that.“

“This is such a weird conversation,” Riley mumbled, soft laughter spilling from his lips. “Even if I am adorable, which is subjective at best, I’m not thinking everyone is gonna think the same about my butt. Your butt is cuter than my butt! Not that I-” he went a little red and rubbed his cheeks, “not that I spend much - or any! - time looking at your butt, but you know..” Riley shook his head and laughed awkwardly.

“You could write a novel in poem form? Is that a thing that people do?” Riley considered it for a second. “They used to write epic poems, which were several books long and told a story, but they were still poems. You could look into replicating something like those?” He was quite happy throwing out ideas with Darcy, legs swinging and a smile on his lips. “That’s because you’re a heathen!”

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killi-mckinnon‌:

“Yeah! Calcite, fluorite, gypsum, quartz, aragonite… the list goes on,” Killian replied matter-of-factly, watching as Riley scribbled things on his notebook. He envied the ability to write like that. His chicken scratch was slow and big, and he hated writing. Some days, he wished he would’ve been sent to a tutor or to a city school, but he knew his parents couldn’t afford that. Especially not when they needed him to run mine carts.

He grinned when Riley blushed and shoved his shoulder, feeling quite accomplished. That grin was worth it. “I dunno if I trust you. You look shady as a shade golem t’me, but… I guess I got no choice. Lay it on me.”

“Woah, slow down, wait- Calcite, quartz,” Riley trailed off. He continued to scribble this new information in his notebook, not wanting to forget anything later. “What was the third one? Argon- Arga-what? You’re so smart, y’know? I could never remember all the different kinds of minerals and rocks and everything that you know so well. Luckily for me, I got a walking bank of knowledge around.” He grinned softly and, once Killian had reminded him of the last on the list, Riley tucked the notebook away again.

“Shady as a shade golem? You’re so rude!” Riley exclaimed, laughing at Killi and poking his tongue out. “Just for that, I’m gonna introduce you to our new donkey poo flavoured ice cream. It looks like chocolate but.. they don’t tell you what really goes into it.” A mischievous glint sparkled in his eye and Riley grinned over at Killi. “Kidding! You’re gonna love what I’m really gonna give you, but you’ve got to turn around, okay? I want you to try and guess what it is.”

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rosy-rosalie-rosenthal‌:

“Oh my god!” Rosalie stopped when she saw the other in sight, not expecting to see them at all day ( despite how often she ran into the same people in town ) . “I feel like I haven’t seen you in…” she started counting on her fingers, just to see how long she had in fact gone without coming across them, but quickly lost count. Not hard for her to do, considering how poorly she kept track of time anyway.

“Too long!” Riley finished for her, a big grin on his face. “Not since you came into the store last week anyway. How’ve you been? Do I have your phone number? ‘Cause I feel like I don’t, and we need to rectify that so I can text you and we can hang out more often. Also, sometimes these really pretty birds fly up to my window, and if I can’t send you photos then you’re really missing out!”

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johnnygavalas‌:

Though spring brought a lighter workload overall for Johnny, winter’s end meant having to catch up on the end of repairs season–especially the ones he still didn’t have that much experience with, like the handful of electrical issues that had cropped up during the winter because of some of the local rodents. And doing that meant spending more time around the library, researching each problem.

But with the weather improving, he preferred to do his reading outside. Which was where he sat–in the grass not far from the library, soaking in the mid-afternoon sun, with a notepad and pens set beside him–frowning down at several diagrams when a shadow crossed over the pages and didn’t budge even after he didn’t immediately look up. “Uh-” His protest died as he squinted against the sun to see who’d stopped by. “Oh, hey. What’s up?”

A book in one hand and a warm smile on his face, Riley stopped walking and peered down at his friend. “Uh- me! Currently. ‘Cause I’m standing up and all that,” he laughed softly, and a little awkwardly, aware that he wasn’t really all that funny. The boy sat down in the grass and shrugged happily. “And now I’m down. Mind if I sit here? I’ve got some reading to do, too - and this seems like a pretty good spot!” Riley tipped his head a little to try and see what Johnny was reading. “What is that?”

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You’re soft, soft like spring flowers and sunsets and the white feathers inside your pillow.

hin-saek  (via xanrps)

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darcyxwallace‌:

She laughed. “See! This is why I set down that rule. You can run around naked and people might find it cute. If I run around naked, they’re going to think poor orphan girl finally snapped.” She made light of the situation, but saying orphan actually made a pang of hurt hit er chest, she ignored it as she kept that smile plastered on her features.

“I don’t know if I’m interested in novels to be honest, it’s just, I have a lot of ideas in my head, and they don’t always translate well into poems. So I figured maybe messing with the idea of a novel wouldn’t hurt. Like you said, it could be a nice writing exercise if anything!“ She smiled. “I can always write about the nice ice cream shop guy who is so going down with his mint chocolate chip tomorrow because chocolate brownie rules.“ She teased.

Riley gave a small little smile, nudging her leg gently with his foot. It wasn’t a sympathetic gesture, but more of an acknowledgement that that comment wasn’t as light as she wanted to make it out to be. He wasn’t going to dwell on it, though, and quickly moved on. “I dunno what you’re talking about! Nobody’s gonna find my bare butt cute running through the town. You’re crazy.”

He hummed a little at Darcy’s comments. “You don’t have to write out a full-fledged novel, y’know? That’s a whole lot. You can just sit down and start writing a story and see where it takes you. Novel sounds so intimidating. Just write a story! You never know where it might go. And hey! Worst comes to worst, you’ve only gone and made yourself an even better writer by trying it.” He grinned and stuck his tongue out at his friend. “I don’t know who this ‘nice ice cream shop guy is’, but it sounds like he has a much better taste in ice cream flavour than you.”

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edgarmarks‌:

Ed observed the page Riley opened up his book to and seeing he indeed was drawing mushrooms, he smiled. He admired the workmanship of the pictures. Ed never had any artistic talent. All of his talents being mental, but he always admired someone that could create beautiful things with their hands. “Those are so good, Rye! Do you have more?” Ed posed once more with his flower chain then laughed taking a bud between his fingers and twirling it slightly. “I might.” He looked at Riley. “You’ll have to make more because I don’t know how and I imagine with working at the clinic, they may need replacements every so often.”

“True. I should put that on my resume. ‘Zombie survivalist’.” Ed shook his head when Riley guessed about any crazy clients. “Yes, they did, but it never ends up well for the patient.” Ed looked serious. “The alien always ends up bursting out of their stomach killing it’s host and everyone around it.” After a moment, he burst out laughing. “I’m kidding. Usually the most aliens we deal with are parasites and those are cleared up by antibiotics.”

His eyes lit up when Riley mentioned new ice cream flavors. “Yes, I will! I wanna try all the new flavors. You’ll have to give me the official ice cream tour when I come. When’s the next time you work?”

“More mushrooms or more drawings?” Riley asked. He flipped through his sketchbook slowly, each page taken into careful consideration until he stopped on a page he liked. The paper was filled with a doodled town in black and white. A small hum escaped Riley’s lips, and then the book was passed back over to Ed for him to see. “Here. I’ll make you as many as you need! Daisy’s are everywhere. It’s one of my favourite things about spring; other than the warmth and the ice cream and the animals and the flowers and the strawberries and how happy everybody is.”

A quiet laugh fell from Riley’s lips. He leaned over to nudge Ed’s arm with his own, smiling brightly with an amused glint in his eye. “That’s gross! Have you ever witnessed this? What do you do with the aliens after they burst out of their host?” He asked the questions with an element of seriousness to his tone, although the sparkle in his eye told a different story. 

“I’m at work tomorrow. We open at nine, but if you come in before your shift I’ll give you your own little private ice cream tour,” Riley promised. 

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adorable twins are adorable

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killi-mckinnon‌:

“But then I realized it was one of ‘em killer cave flies! I ran like hell on wheels, tryin’ my best not to trip up over my own feet, but it was kinda hard to see when my torch fell and all I had to go on were some of the glow in the dark minerals. The thing caught up with me and bit me right here,” he said, showing Riley what looked like old, scarred over bite marks. “It was HUGE! Bigger’n that zit on your nose,” he said, laughing and wrinkling his nose. “Just kidding, you ain’t got a zit on your face, your face is pretty perfect if I’m bein’ honest. OH! D’you have one of ‘em new weird flavors you like to mix up? I wanna try somethin’ new,” he said, his big, mocha eyes peeling away from Riley to look at the case of colorful ice cream on display.

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“Woah, hold up. They have glow in the dark minerals down there?” Riley blinked, processing that information for a second. He grabbed a little notebook and a pen and quickly scribbled that down. “Look at you fixing plot holes in my stories again.” He smiled gratefully and went back to listening, curious as to how the rest of the story went. “It bit you? How much did it hurt? Hey! Killi! Shush, I do not have a zit on my face!” Riley laughed softly, giving Killian’s shoulder a gentle, playful push. He shook his head and tried to ignore how pink his cheeks became as the other man spoke.

“I have the perfect flavour,” Riley nodded, glancing across the various flavours. “Do you trust me?”

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darcyxwallace‌:

“Yup! Anything at all, though I so draw the line at running around town naked. I don’t want to go to jail for indecent exposure.“ She laughed. “Oh this is so a deal!“ She said as she used her own pinkie finger to hook around his to seal their promise to each other. She had no idea what she’d make him do, but she’d definitely think on it.

“That sounds like a proper plan. We can exchange works and then tell each other how great we think they are!“ She was not the criticizing type so she’d definitely gush over his things. “I hope you really like it. I have worked on some new poems and I am thinking on dabbling in a novel, but I mainly stick to my poems.“

“Aw, man. You’ve thrown a wrench in my plans already,” Riley pouted. He laughed softly and shook his head. They hooked their pinkie finger’s together and sealed the deal. Whatever Riley ended up asking her to do, it was unlikely to be very mean, but he had to win their little competition first.

“I love the way you think,” Riley grinned. He wasn’t any more the criticising type than Darcy was, and would be more than happy to sit and praise one another’s work over freshly baked strawberry shortcake and nice, cold ice cream. “If novels are something you’re interested in, you should go for it! Even just as a little writing exercise. I’ve always found that experimenting in different genres helped me write my novels better, so even if it doesn’t pan out like you’d hoped, it’ll only make you a better writer.”

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penelope-dear‌:

Penelope laughed softly and watched as Riley piled on the sweet, sticky, strawberry goodness, then held the cone out to her. She took it and quickly licked at a drop of syrup that threatened to drip off, then smiled. Unbeknownst to her, a streak of reddish sauce streaked her cheek.

“He doesn’t eat them all because I’m going to eat them all,” she teased, wrinkling her nose. She laughed again when he called her his favorite person, and she felt her ears glowing warmly. “You’re too nice to me. If you keep saying that, I’m going to believe you. Haven’t you heard the rumors? I’m extremly gullible!”

Riley bit his lip to suppress his laughter. Right across her cheek sat a long streak of sticky, strawberry sauce, and sight was enough to cause little bubbles of laughter to escape his lips. Riley wanted to see how long it would take her to notice - so for the time being, he said nothing at all, instead smiling just a little too big and biting down on his bottom lip.

“Oh are you?” Riley laughed softly, “I knew there was a reason we’re friends. A woman after my own heart.” He stuck his tongue out, a playful spark in his eyes as he did. “Believe away. I wouldn’t tell you anything that wasn’t true, now would I?”

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harrisonalx‌:

Harrison remained as stoic as ever when his baby brother gently pushed his shoulder. It definitely made him smile to himself though – he was glad their relationship wasn’t as bad as it was a few years ago. ‘’it’s stings but it’s the most important part, it won’t change much if you just put a bandaid on top of it and wish for the best… unless you’re religious, I’ve heard those people can cure pretty much anything with a prayer and positive thinking. Like anti-vaxxers,’’ he grinned to himself. God knows if it was some doctor humor or just Harrison ranting. ‘’Please, disinfect that scratch, for me,’’ he added with a grin. ‘’it’s a yes for dinner, but i’m inviting. I also refuse that we start with deserts this time around, it’s my turn to make the calls,’’ he could remember their last dinner together. Both feeling full after starting their meal with hot brownies with ice cream on top of it. It was a terrible idea to begin with, but sometimes harrison tried to play along to get into his brother’s good grace. his own way to compensate for the days he was acting like a controlling bastard. 

“You shouldn’t make fun of people,” Riley muttered, before a small smile twitched on his lips. “Anti-vaxxers may be an exception, though. Anti-vaxxers and flat earthers, you can make fun of them. But I still don’t want to disinfect it.” He tucked his hands into the pockets of his sweater and tried to ignore the little sting coming from the cut. Riley didn’t want Harrison to know that it actually did hurt a little anymore than he wanted him to disinfect it. “Why? Last time was the best meal out you’ve ever had and you know it,” Riley smiled at the memory. They hadn’t even managed half of the main course, but it had been worth it. Ice cream and brownies were tastier than any savoury meal. The boy gave a little shrug and decided it didn’t matter. “What do you want to have, then?”

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darcyxwallace‌:

“You’re too honest of a person to motherlode, huh?“ She teased him, nudging his knee. “Yes! See, it’s a great idea, right!“ She watched him get the paper ready for their little experiment. “I promise you if mint chocolate chip wins tomorrow, I will do anything you ask! The sky’s the limit. That’s how sure I am that chocolate brownie will win.“ She said with a nod and a giggle. She hoped he didn’t ask her to do anything too crazy.

“Well, thank you! Maybe when you come to bake the short cake I’ll let you read some of my works. I am a little shy for people I know to read it, but I have a feeling you wont judge me too terribly.“ She smiled.

“Shush,” Riley laughed. “Anything I ask? Anything at all?” He hummed, rubbing his chin as if he was a very wise man lost deep in thought. “I’ll think about it. If chocolate brownie, by some miracle, wins tomorrow, then I’ll do anything you ask of me as well. Promise!” He grinned and held out his little finger so they could seal the deal like proper grownups. 

“If you’re worried, I can bring you something of mine to read? Then I’ll be just as vulnerable, so you don’t need to worry about me judging your work,” Riley suggested. He smiled softly, bringing his legs up to cross them on the counter. “But either way, you know I wouldn’t. I can’t wait to see how good it all is!”

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olivcrhq‌:

      despite the sign saying closed, oliver didn’t hesitate lightly knocking against the glass to get his attention. he knew riley would already be in and since he didn’t have much else to do for the rest of the day why not pay him a little visit. just as he expected, he was allowed inside with riley’s big dopey smile that was just very hard to ignore. “hey,” he greeted him with a quick kiss on the cheek, his eyes narrowing as he so positively spoke about the options he could try. “you know about ice cream better than i do so i don’t see why i shouldn’t blindly trust your word. i can give it a try,” he smiled with a teasing look in his eyes, watching as he fixed him the ice cream patiently. “my week has been going well, a little stressed about school right now but you know. that’s a everyday thing. i did get to see the strawberries though, my mom gets a special delivery for the bakery. the girls are super excited to make some strawberry flavored stuff.” oliver chuckled, walking around the counter to get on the other side closer to him. “do you have to open soon or do you have some time? ” 

an already bright smile blossomed when riley saw who it was. oliver was one person the boy was always happy to see, and he welcomed him into the ice cream parlour with a sparkle in his eye and a spring in his step. “hey!” riley grinned, cheeks going a light shade of pink when oliver kissed him. he returned the gesture, a little kiss pressed to his friend’s cheek, and then hopped over the counter.

“perfect! two scoops of caramel coming right up,” riley announced. it only took him a minute to scoop up oliver’s ice cream into a waffle cone. he hummed for a second and then picked out a sauce he knew suited both this flavour, and oliver, perfectly. “here you go! it’s on the house, don’t even worry about it. school is always stressful, but you got some ice cream now, and a hella smart brain, so you don’t need to worry too much.” riley smiled happily and hopped up to sit on the counter, gently pulling oliver closer to him. “i have some time.”

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darcyxwallace‌:

“Right? Too bad we’re not in a simulation where someone behind a screen could just motherlode us.“ She smiled. “I get that. You like to earn what you have. That’s very hard working of you.“ She said as she tossed her hair over her shoulder. “I say we have an ice cream challenge. Every person that comes in tomorrow you ask which they would prefer, and tally up the votes and we’ll let the public decide if chocolate brownie or mint chocolate chip is better.“ She grinned at her idea.

“Aren’t I lucky to be your favorite heathen!“ She giggled before she nodded her head. “I’m definitely very happy. Now if only I can get published in more serious publications, I feel like I could be going somewhere with my life.“ She said as she smiled. “Everyone does seem upbeat don’t they?? It’’s the best!“

“It’s just more satisfying, I guess,” Riley shrugged. He didn’t know that he was necessarily hard working, he just didn’t like to cheat. Earning the things he owned gave him a nice sense of accomplishment - and he had long since learnt that cheat codes always came with a price. “ohhh- i like it! yes. okay.” riley looked around and grabbed a little notebook he usually took orders on. a page was torn off and a little table quickly drawn up; one column for mint chocolate chip and the other for chocolate brownie. “okay! tomorrow, i will ask every customer that comes in, and then you’ll have to believe me. mint choc is superior.”

riley laughed happily and nodded. “the luckiest! you’ll be published in no time! i guarantee it. if your writing is half as good as your taste in ice cream, then any publisher would be crazy to turn it down.”

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connorlavande‌:

“you’re cute,” he said with a slight smile, finding his endless ramblings endearing. this was something he would’ve never experienced in the city. everyone did their own thing at their own time. there was no opportunity for conversation like this. and, in the weeks he’d been i stardew, it was something he had grown quite fond of. “you’ll have to send me pictures of your makeup…do you have my number?” 

riley smiled nervously and looked down at the counter, cheeks going a darker shade of pink at connor’s compliment. “tha- thank you. so are you, by the way. cute, that is. you’re really cute. uh- yeah.” he chuckled quietly and smiled up at connor. “i don’t! but, um- here,” riley reached for his phone and unlocked it, pulling up a new contact page and handing it over. “add it in and i’ll totally send you pictures.”