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I’VE MOVED!
Hi everyone! After many many months on an unexpected hiatus, I’ve decided to revive my Howard muse, and the best way I could think to do that is completely reboot. This blog will remain as an archive, but if you’d like to continue following me, I will be over at @inventoriisms!
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I’VE MOVED!
Hi everyone! After many many months on an unexpected hiatus, I’ve decided to revive my Howard muse, and the best way I could think to do that is completely reboot. This blog will remain as an archive, but if you’d like to continue following me, I will be over at @inventoriisms!
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I’VE MOVED!
Hi everyone! After many many months on an unexpected hiatus, I’ve decided to revive my Howard muse, and the best way I could think to do that is completely reboot. This blog will remain as an archive, but if you’d like to continue following me, I will be over at @inventoriisms!
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I’VE MOVED!
Hi everyone! After many many months on an unexpected hiatus, I’ve decided to revive my Howard muse, and the best way I could think to do that is completely reboot. This blog will remain as an archive, but if you’d like to continue following me, I will be over at @inventoriisms!
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I’VE MOVED!
Hi everyone! After many many months on an unexpected hiatus, I’ve decided to revive my Howard muse, and the best way I could think to do that is completely reboot. This blog will remain as an archive, but if you’d like to continue following me, I will be over at @inventoriisms!
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I’VE MOVED!
Hi everyone! After many many months on an unexpected hiatus, I’ve decided to revive my Howard muse, and the best way I could think to do that is completely reboot. This blog will remain as an archive, but if you’d like to continue following me, I will be over at @inventoriisms!
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I’VE MOVED!
Hi everyone! After many many months on an unexpected hiatus, I’ve decided to revive my Howard muse, and the best way I could think to do that is completely reboot. This blog will remain as an archive, but if you’d like to continue following me, I will be over at @inventoriisms!
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"It's okay. I couldn't sleep anyway."
❛ Sorry, ❜ he muttered again. It was nearly one in the morning, an inappropriate time for him to be calling anyone, even if that person was his girlfriend. He stayed silent for a moment, not sure where to start. There had been so much on his mind recently that he wanted to say, but now that he had the chance to say it it was difficult to get the words out. ❛ Can I come by your place? ❜ he asked finally. ❛ We could go for a drive, or a walk, or something. I just wanna see you. ❜
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Howard loved dancing with her. It always seemed the best solution to their problems, whatever they were at the time; to make no sound, sometimes to not even look at one another, just simply hold each other close, synchronize their breathing, and sway with the music, her head resting against his chest. It was intimate, and calming, always a reminder of what they'd been through and of the vows they'd made years ago to always love each other and support each other, even through the bad times. He knew he would, even if he wasn't the best at showing that.He didn't know when he had closed his eyes, but they opened again as she spoke. His heart skipped a beat at her words, and he looked down at her. A mix of emotions were running through him. They had tried again and again, but even temporary success hadn't lasted. Their failed attempts at a child had been disappointing at their best, and horrifying at their worst. He wasn't sure that either of them could take another heartbreak, and yet... ❛ Me too, ❜ he whispered. He gave her a sad sort of smile. ❛ You're sure you want to try again? ❜
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&&. @moustachioedcasanova gets seconds.
maria’s lips press softly against howard’s, a gentle smile lining her features as she pulls away. the sunlight is starting to stream into their bedroom, signaling that the time to start the busy day has come, and while maria would usually be very eager to listen to said signal, she can’t help but want to stay here longer. she doesn’t want to go back into real life, into work and car rides and tiredness, she wants to stay here, inches away from the man she loves. “ i think we’ve earned ourselves a day off — ” she confidently announces. “ — and i think we oughta use it, don’t you?? ”
A lazy smile fell on his lips as she pulled away from the kiss. For all the bad times between them the good always made up for it, and this was certainly one of those times. Her presence felt warm and comfortable, and as she sighed her suggestion he couldn't help but agree. ❛ Mmm, I think you're right, ❜ he said in a low voice. ❛ I'll have Ms. Murphy cancel our appointments for the day. ❜ His fingers caught the ends of her hair and began to idly twist through her dark locks. ❛ What do you suggest we do with our newfound free time? ❜
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&&. @moustachioedcasanova l x.
“ and i KNOW in your SOUL it must drive you C R A Z Y that you won’t get to P L A Y with your LITTLE GIRLFRIENDS!! ” she shouts, voice shaking slightly as she does. it’s an endless fight she’s tried off, but can’t seem to escape. it’s not like she could ignore it, it’s not like she should. regardless, the current argument didn’t have to escalate as much as she’d just pushed it to, but the words leave her mouth before her brain can properly vet them. still, despite the regret she feels, she knows if she hadn’t said them, they’d bottle up inside and it’d only be worse when they DID come out.
❛ Oh, just stop it! ❜ Howard yelled back. They'd had this fight before, but never like this. The shouting never lasted so long, never felt quite so... real. Beneath the arguing, they always knew they loved each other -- but that was before. Now felt different. Now there was nothing there but anger and pain and betrayal and exhaustion. ❛ I get it, all right? I'm a horrible, terrible, no-good, disgusting person who only cares about himself, at least according to you! Honestly, I don't know what you're still doing here if you hate me so much! ❜
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“You’re hair is really soft after you wash it.”
“Ssh. Stop fussing. I’m just braiding your hair.”
“You smell really nice.”
“Would it be all right if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.”
“I might have slept with your robe when you were gone.”
“If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you.”
“Here, let’s share the blanket.”
“You’re comfy.”
“You are my new pillow.”
“You are very endearing when you are half-asleep.”
“But I want to hear you sing.”
“We can talk over dinner.”
“Don’t be stubborn. Try it!”
“Don’t get up - I’ll do it.”
“Will you let me rub your back?”
“Care to give me a back scratch?”
“Star-gazing was a good idea.”
“You look beautiful/handsome in the moonlight.”
“I’ll always be here for you.”
“I’ll be here to protect you.”
“I think I love you.”
“You are my love.”
“How about something warm? It will will help you sleep.”
“It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep anyway.”
“Don’t be silly. I want to stay up with you.”
“It is not morning yet.”
“Shush and go back to bed.”
“I heard you talking in your sleep.”
“Your bed head is really cute.”
“We’ll do dishes together.”
“How about a kiss?”
“I love your hugs.”
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A grin gee on Marilyn’s lips as she listened. She did love a driven man…. he seemed motivated, determined… smart. “How old are you, Howard?” She asked I’m a low whisper, eyes locked on his. “Because I’ve got a feeling your mind is older than the body it’s in.” She leaned in towards him as she spoke, keeping this between them, so he wouldn’t feel nervous.
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“What is it that you’re waiting for to start your own company?” She asked, head tilted.
“Twenty-one,” he lied, as he took another sip from his drink. It was an easy one to make; he made it at least once a week these days. Somehow, people seemed to take him more seriously if he said he was twenty-one than if he told the truth, even if it was only a two year difference. He exhaled a small laugh through his nostrils, and quirked an eyebrow at her. “Well I’ll take that as a compliment.”
He placed his now empty glass on the table in front of them, and clasped his hands together, elbows resting on his knees. “Money,” he said simply. “And connections. I don’t have enough of either yet, but I’m working on it. Another year, and I’ll be there.”
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Howard could hardly look him in the eye. He didn’t find himself easily intimidated by other people, but the way Bruce loomed over him now he was finding it difficult to NOT feel as if digging further into his suspicions had been a terrible mistake. ❛ Batman used one of my devices, ❜ he said simply, bringing his eyes up to meet Bruce’s at last. ❛ A prototype. I saw it in a picture in the paper a few days ago. I wanted to know how he got it, so I did a bit of digging. ❜
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She gave him an understanding soft smile and nodded, putting her hands back in her lap. “My apologies, I wasn’t aware an offer to expand your cultural intellegence was offputting.” She said kindly with a hint of humor.
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“But of course… my apologies.” She held up her glass to the young man and winked. “To the future.”
“It’s not... that,” he said, brow furrowing. He was silent for a moment longer as he tried to think of the right words. Why shouldn’t he want to travel the world with her? Why SHOULD he? She was captivating, and confusing, and he was sure that if he spent more than just today with her, she’d drive him absolutely crazy in every way imaginable, both the good and the bad. “I’ve got a job,” he said decisively. “And it isn’t the best job there is, but I work real hard, and someday soon I’ll be able to leave and start my own company, and not have to answer to anyone ever again, but before that happens I have to stick with what I have. I’ve come a long way in a very short while, and I can’t give all of that up now, no matter how tempting it is to drop it all and travel the world with a beautiful woman I’ve just met.” A small grin twitched across his lips. “That’s not to say I wouldn’t love to do a bit of... exploring with you.”
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“what the fuck do you want from me?”
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❛ You really haven’t figured it out by now? ❜ Howard said angrily. ❛ Then let me put it as simply as I can; I want you to be BETTER. I want you to stop wasting your time, and your talent, and MY MONEY and do something worthwhile for a change! ❜
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