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a generic sunday part 2
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“Listen, time should not change. I went to bed last night and it was an hour earlier than now. That’s ridiculous. I want to know who made this up. They are going to die.”
“We’re not spending my last day off watching glee mashups on YouTube.”
“I know it’s Sunday and we can do anything we want. But I thought that meant eating pizza and watching tv. Not dyeing my hair purple.”
“Babe, why is that song playing so many times in a row. Never mind I see this is a tiktok thirst trap. I’ll see myself out.”
“I’m not fighting with you at midnight about whether IHOP or Denny’s is superior. Why are you like this?”
“Do you think all the Tamagotchi’s I killed are haunting me? Listen, I’m not strong enough to handle being haunted.”
*throwing popcorn at the tv* “Why are you running up the stairs!! Run out the front door!”
“Do you think if I gave Klaus Mikaelson a spa day, he’d just turn his life around? I think he would. I can fix him.”
“This is fifty shades of bullshit. I said it. They have no chemistry.”
“I know you’re making me breakfast which is good. I need food. But my Facebook memories is reminding me of Lady Gaga’s meat dress? And now I want to cease to exist.”
“Do you feel Leonardo DiCaprio deserved an Oscar? I need to know before I commit to spending my Sunday with you.”
“I’m not crying, you are….li’l Sebastian was a legend. I will sing the song if I want to!”
“No but I don’t care who the best Chris is–my name isn’t Chris which means none of them are the best.”
“I want to do brunch. But our best friends hate each other. So, I think I will settle for this breakfast burrito instead.”
“I’m not Team Cap or Team Iron Man–I’m Team no one. Maturing is realizing none of them are right 100 percent.”
“Do you think my hair is too big? Is it too full of secrets?”
“I’m not watching this movie, okay? I’m going to get mad. So you can watch it alone.”
“The fact that Goober Grape exists is truly horrible. It’s horrible. I hate it. Put the jar back or we’re getting divorced.”
“Obviously I know this coffee is overpriced. But, this café makes me feel like I am in Paris and therefore, I will pay anything.”
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She smiles as he puts his arm around her. She's happy to take a break. She knows studying is important. But she also knows that she needs to get fresh air. Maybe get something to drink. A coffee sounds good right now, she thinks. "Yeah. I think you're right, Jere. Air will be good." She nods as she gets to her feet.
❝ A break sounds like a great idea. ❞ he says with a smile, putting his arm around Ayla. ❝ Yeah, I think that page is starting to get red with how hard you've been looking at it. Might take it the wrong way. ❞ he kisses her cheek, gently taking the book from her and putting it down. ❝ Let's go, I think some air will do you good. ❞
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He hugged her back and then offered a small smile at her question. He'd been planning things for awhile. It was a band that was hard to get tickets for. So he'd been there right when they'd opened sales to get them. He hadn't wanted them to sell out before he could grab a pair. "Awhile." He shrugged. 'But, you're always talking about the band, I figured we had to go. At least once."
@myhappyendiing sent --- > ❛ i've got us tickets for that concert you wanted to go to. ❜ ( Adam to Diana)
at first she thought she hadn't heard him correctly and then she paused, letting his words replay in her mind. once they settled and she realized again what he said her lips curled into a grin. "a truly good surprise, wow," she clapped before wrapping her arms around him in a hug. at least one person could surprise her in a good way, unlike faye. diana shook that thought away as she pulled back enough to look into his eyes. "so, tell me. how long were you planning this? i'm genuinely curious."
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"Okay hey..." She didn't need to panic. At least, he didn't think she did. What was he supposed to do in this situation? "Pretend? Pretend what?" He asked, curiously. He wanted to get to the bottom of whatever was bothering her at the moment. "Belly, just breathe. It'll be okay."
@myhappyendiing sent --- > "You can't just kiss me and expect everything to be okay." ( conrad to belly)
the panic set in instantly as her eyes widened and she stepped away a little. belly couldn't believe that had happened and if she had overstepped or just made the wrong move entirely. "i-i'm sorry, i panicked and i'm still kind of in panic mode. i tried to pretend, but i don't think i can," she paused, settled down a little. "but i'm still freaking out and i don't know what to do next." belly felt around behind her and let out a sigh of relief as she felt a chair. she took a seat, grateful to not be on her feet anymore.
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Send me 🗣️ for incorrect quotes of your muse and mine
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❛ i can't stop thinking about you even when i try. ❜ belly to conrad // @universelately
He’s frozen for a moment at her words. This is Jere’s fiancee. She isn’t his anymore. She hasn’t been for a long time. Why is she thinking about him? He’s not sure what to say as they stand there in the kitchen of the Cousins house.
He could probably make some off hand comment about how there’s chicken in the fridge again. Pivot the conversation to how she hasn’t been having anything to eat. But something tells him that she will simply circle back to what she had said in the first place. A hand runs through his hair as he takes a deep breath.
He’s tried so hard to be a good friend, be Jere’s best man, and do what’s right. They are happy. They’re in love. They keep repeating that. He can’t forget hearing that. But here she is thinking about him. Another deep breath as he decides on his words. Finally, he opens his mouth to speak.
“You shouldn’t be thinking about me, Belly. You have…you have Jere now.” The words fall from his lips and he almost believes them. Believes that her and Jere are happy and this wedding is exactly what they should be doing.
“Besides, the two of us was a long time ago, right? Its ancient history.” Even if they’d had moments recently that made it feel like it was anything but history. “You should really eat something.” He offers, eyes averting from her face.
#( replies ~ conrad )#tsitp spoilers#the summer i turned pretty spoilers#im just tagging to be safe even tho i avoided the big stuff#universelately
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Hi! If you'd like some memes, just hit the heart. Hope everyones having a great day.
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RANDOM TEXTS PART 1
[text]: My neighbor just told me he can fix my water heater for 50 bucks. I’m skeptical.
[text]: Do you have any idea how much it costs to buy apples? I paid 10 dollars for 6.
[text]: I mean, I wouldn’t say I have a problem with buying Squishmallows..
[text]: Hey, so you know how you told me no dog? *sends pic* I don’t do well with no’s.
[text] Stuart Little is a bitch and Remy could take him any day.
[text]: My roommate just said that Lola Bunny is hot. I’m moving out.
[text]: Hey I posted that vid of you drunk, singing Ariana Grande, wearing all black and people said not to do it again. Sorry.
[text]: Do you think the price is ever right? Like, I feel like it’s not.
[text]: I booped your nose. Boop the last five people you texted or–nothing happens really.
[text]: I’m actually in the ER and it’s a long story that involves Best Day Ever from spongebob.
[text]: I fucking hate you–wait you’re not my ex. Who are you?
[text]: You ever ask yourself if birds see a bee and just go ‘wow a bee’? im high.
[text]: sometimes all i think about is–sour patch kids. bet you thought it was you.
[text]: I love you—not as much as I love my dog. But still a lot!
[text]: I found a cat on the way home and now it’s mine. But it hates my guts so this should be fun.
[text]: I have questions about the marvel cinematic universe…how long do you have?
[text]: why do donald duck and winnie the pooh not have to wear pants but other people do?
[text]: Hey you know that show floor is lava? I may have turned the apartment into that..this isn’t a joke, btw. the floor is sticky.
[text]: I bought too much soap off etsy and now I don’t know what to do with it…I smell like Captain America.
[text]: On a scale of one to ten, how many drinks would you need to sleep with me? This isn’t a tiktok trend…or it is.
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Send me ‘💍’ for our muses to wake up married after a night of heavy drinking // @unitcd
It’s not uncommon for JJ to spend the night at her house. In fact, her parents have gotten used to it and they always have breakfast ready. But she’s just woken up and it’s not her house. It’s not anywhere she even remotely recognizes. It’s a strange hotel room. She and JJ had been drinking the night before. Maybe they drank too much? Her head is pounding. They definitely had too much to drink last night.
Her eyes drift towards the other side of the bed and JJ’s just laying there. She knows he’s just asleep from the moving of his chest. She runs a hand over her face for a moment and lets out a breath. It’s a nice hotel which means she probably paid for it. She’s glad she paid for a nice one. Imagine waking up in a shithole with no memory.
She feels something on her hand that’s unfamiliar and she blinks. At first she assumes that they stopped at one of those twenty-four hour tourist traps and bought some jewelry. But that doesn’t appear to be the case. She looks at her hand and realizes what hand it’s on and which finger. Holy shit. Did they really do that? They wouldn’t do that. Would they?
Drunken them might she realizes and she lets out yet another breath trying not to panic. It’s not like she doesn’t want to marry JJ. She had just assumed they’d be a little bit older and maybe a bit more settled. Things are always chaotic in their lives. Now is kind of a wild time to get married.
She gently shakes him to try and wake him up. Maybe he remembers more than she did. But she’s not incredibly hopeful about that given how much they drank last night. It was a party with everyone. Everyone had gotten drunk last night. She was sure of that.
“JJ. JJ. Wake up. I think we did something crazy last night.”
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❛ how could you do this to me? i trusted you! ❜ jj to sarah // @unitcd
She knows that JJ trusted her and she’s betrayed that trust. So she’s not entirely surprised that he’s yelling at her right now. But she also knows that she didn’t have much choice. They were in danger. She needed help for them and she didn’t exactly know a lot of people with the resources they needed. So yeah, she’d gone to her father which was probably a mistake.
But all she could think about was something happening to the entire group and how she wouldn’t be able to live with herself. “I know and I’m sorry. I never meant to do that. But, you guys were in so much trouble and I was worried you’d end up dead. Not arrested. Not lost in a forest. But dead. I can’t live with that knowing it’s my fault, JJ. What would Honey think if I had let you get yourself killed?”
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✿ // for pierce ! // @italianexotiicbeauty
He had woken up and been surprised when most of his clothes were easy to find. Last night was a good time. But it hadn’t exactly been well planned. He reached for his phone to see if she had texted him. No such luck. But it appeared she had already left unless she was in another room of his place. Either way he was going to send her a text. Except he couldn’t find one article of clothing: his tie.
[sms]: did you steal my tie and bail? [sms]: you know I have other ties, right? [sms] and other clothes. [sms]: also, I guess you didn’t want breakfast lol.
He sent all the messages and then got up and went to his closet to find something to wear to work. He did have other ties. Even if she had stolen his favorite tie. There was something about that tie that made it disappear often. It would always turn up in the end. But it always vanished first.
[sms]: lmk if you got home.
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"Something tells me that you have a lot of bad days." He mutters, looking at the small pink umbrella in his drink. "You know customer service is kind of a big part of owning something like this. If you give bad customer service people won't come back." He points out. "And without customers? You don't have a business, really."
"Let me get you one, princess." Bree moves around behind the bar and acquires a little pink umbrella, plopping it into his drink. "Better now?" She asks. "I mean, you don't know shit about me, so I'd say hop off my dick. Not everyone is living in a fairytale land, some of us have bad days." And she's taking it out on this guy, poor guy. . .
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"Oh, I will. Thank you." He chuckles watching as she left. And then Kara appears. He's not going to question it. He's too happy to see her especially if she has food. "Cinnamon rolls? You know the way to a man's heart." He teases gently. "Shall we find somewhere to enjoy them?"
Oh, he's so cute. Her heart is singing. She has the cutest boyfriend! Keep it together, Kara! "Yes, yes, I should. Um. Tell your girlfriend she's a lucky girl." Smooth, real smooth. And off the goes, only for his girlfriend Kara to show up a few seconds after 'missing' Supergirl.
"Hey!" She greets with a huge grin on her face. "I got cinnamon rolls."
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for muses that are getting to know each other
❝ what's your favorite color and why? ❞
❝ can i come with you? ❞
❝ you have a nice smile, has anyone ever told you that before? ❞
❝ how do you take your coffee? ❞
❝ sorry, what was your name again? ❞
❝ it just occurred to me i never asked you what your last name is. ❞
❝ actually we've met before. ❞
❝ i've heard a few things about you. ❞
❝ care to join me? ❞
❝ i'm not really sure why i trust you. ❞
❝ i don't usually talk this much, it just feels easy to say stuff when you're listening. ❞
❝ i know we don't know each other that well but if you wanna talk about it... ❞
❝ could you help me with something? ❞
❝ do you like it here? ❞
❝ are you new around here? ❞
❝ you can ask me anything you want. i promise i'll answer truthfully except the things i feel like lying about. ❞
❝ i don't mean to be too forward, you just seem like you could use a friend right now. ❞
❝ you can come with me. i mean if you don't have anyone waiting for you. ❞
❝ we're friends now. you can ask me for help. ❞
❝ do you like this music? i can change it. ❞
❝ what are your favorite snacks? ❞
❝ really? i wouldn't have guessed that about you. ❞
❝ do you mind if i ask about it? ❞
ACTIONS:
VISIT: for sender to go to receiver's home for the first time
VISITED: for receiver to go to sender's home for the first time
CRYING: for sender to see receiver cry for the first time
CRIED: for receiver to see sender cry for the first time
BEGIN: sender and receiver are on their first date together
TRIP: our muses go on a group trip but end up stuck together, away from the rest of their friends.
SITUATION: our muses are acquainted because one of them is their friend's roommate. muse a shows up when their friend isn't there and ends up hanging out with muse b one on one.
GO: our muses go to a zoo or theme park together and get lost.
INVITE: sender cooks for receiver for the first time
INVITED: receiver cooks for sender for the first time
TOGETHER: our muses spend the night for the first time
TRY: our muses hooked up and are hanging out the next day
COMFORT: sender is going through a break up and receiver offers to cheer them up
COMFORTED: receiver is going through a break up and sender offers to cheer them up
OFFER: sender gives receiver a ride to the airport/picks them up
OFERED: receiver gives sender a ride to the airport/picks them up
AID: sender helps receiver redecorate
AIDING: receiver helps sender redecorate
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"I mean I thought they'd get married one day, sure. But like when they were thirty and were settled somewhat." She replies, a hand running through her hair. "My mom's never going to let this fly. But Belly's stubborn. This is going to get bad. Really bad." She can already feel the tension that's going to be between her mother and sister building.
"I'd like that yeah. I don't think I want to be there when they start fighting about this. It's going to get ugly." Ayla knew her mother. She also knew Belly. This was going to be one of those things that she could easily get stuck in the middle of. She didn't want that at all. "We can catch up, right? It's been awhile. I know we're both in California. But I swear I haven't seen you in a really long time." She smiles softly. She was looking forward to some quiet at the beach house. She loved it there as much as anyone else. "We should go. Probably look weird standing here when everyone's left already."
This was not how he thought this was going to go. He thought they'd have a nice time, they'd share memories of Susannah, they'd have lunch, take in the view or something but this ? This was not even registered on his bingo card.
When Belly announced that she and Jeremiah were getting married, Conrad sat there silent, dumbfounded, unable to speak a single word. No protest, no encouragement, no nothing. His eyes just fell on his brother as he tried to form the questions he wanted to ask, but which ones did he want to ask? Then he turned to Belly who seemed defiant, glaring at Laurel with every word Laurel said. He's certain Adam chimed in as well but he wasn't paying enough attention to hear anything. It was as though is mind suddenly became pudding.
When he felt Ayla's eyes on him he glances back at her and he does a very careful, casual shrugging motion because he too is as clueless as she is about any of this.
When the lunch is called as over and everyone is walking out, Conrad stays a few steps behind, his hands in his pockets watching everyone leave. Belly, Steven, and Laurel in their car. Jere in his jeep. His dad in his car, and there leaves Conrad and Ayla staring off like they had just witnessed a world wide catastrophic even. Which this very well could be.
Asking if he's okay he takes a breath and nods. ❝ Yeah, I'm okay, are you okay? ❞ he asks, then rubs the back of his neck. ❝ You know, I figured maybe one day it might happen, but now..? ❞
he turns to look at Ayla. ❝ If you don't want to go back home and you want to avoid the fall out, you can come back to the beach house with me. Jere will be there, probably pouting, but...it'll be quiet.❞
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Well, he’s definitely unhappy. I’m gonna try to keep him that way. You’re not a match for him, Cap. Thanks, Barton. MCU BASED. CANON DIVERGENT. BLOG // DOC // TEMPLATE
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