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cloudyquinn · 2 months ago
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TEXTING: DAVEY Declan: Happy birthday, Davey. At least I think Kian said it was today? Eh.
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playbillmaia · 2 months ago
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TEXTING: DAVEY Maia: Happy birthday to you, mister! We (and by 'we' I mean Luca, I'm just here for moral support) are currently trying to orchestrate the whole Newsies cast to sing happy birthday for you. You'd think a bunch of Broadway guys who do eight shows a week could manage something as simple as a birthday song, and yet! Maia: You're going to love it though! Have a great day! Mwah!
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drivingmissjune · 2 months ago
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TEXTING: DAVEY June: helloooooo?? are you coming to miami or WHAT June: eva is rotting away and pining for you like that lady from great expectations and eli has got the doc mcstuffins theme tune stuck in our heads June: we need you here right now June: oh. duh. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! xxx
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starringezrawalker · 2 months ago
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TEXTING: DAVEY Ezra: Happy birthday, Kian's brother.
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land0kn1ght · 2 months ago
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TEXTING: DAVEY Lando: HAPPS TO THE BDAY DAVESTER Lando: BDAY SMOOCHES COMING RIGHT UP FOR YOUUUU
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ripleyluisa · 2 months ago
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TEXTING: DAVEY Ripley: Happy happy birthday, handsome! I love you completely and hope you have the best day. I'll be around later with your present!
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scuderiaelias · 2 months ago
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TEXTING: DAVEY Elias: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DAVEY! I hope you have a great day, mate! Elias: Do you have Disney+ btw?
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roseofsherwood · 3 months ago
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Please enjoy (I spent way too long making these and laughing to myself)
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ihateswansmorethananything · 2 months ago
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This took way too long and I don’t even like it, kill me please
It may be a bit cringy but it’s currently 2 am and I’m too tired to care
Is there any context? No! Just make one up haha
I totally just made this because I’m a sucker for Jack being head over heels for Davey the second he sees him
@nitttstdsdtoastd asked for Javid and I will deliver 🫡
(I totally made this for myself)
Sarah is another person we can add to the “is annoyed by Jack’s tendencies” pile
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shsl-fander · 1 year ago
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kinniemobile · 28 days ago
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when redbubble approves me these will all be for sale as stickers!! i will rb this and say when they do
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marshalllir · 3 days ago
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Marshall: What if it wasn't Rennick who mutated in the helicopter, but the pilot, Archie? Rennick managed to survive, but he was overwhelmed by the debris of the platform, injured by rebar, and lost consciousness after the explosion.
The helipad and the place under it are quite far away from the main part of the Beira D and the living rooms, so the only person who, as Rennick remembers, should be nearby is McLeary, who didn't have time to board the death carriage. But Rennick is more likely to just call someone, anyone, for help, and McLeary, who has come to his senses, responds, "damn him".
Caz could leave him and walk away, thinking it was karma, but he can't leave, even if there's a man he hates (mutual) under the rubble. McLeary responds, curses Rennick for his cowardly attempt to take off alone, and, following the voice, finds him without glasses, with his face smashed by shrapnel, pinned to the ground by rebar and pieces of a helicopter, and, judging by the shadows on his uniform, wounded.
They continue to quarrel while Caz takes apart the rubble and assembles a kind of lever from the plates and fittings to lift the piece that clamps Rennick's leg. In the moments when Rennick is silenced by the returning pain and the fading adrenaline, Caz slaps him in the face or pisses him off with words, just to keep him awake. McLeary sacrifices his T-shirt under his uniform to put a pressure bandage on Rennick's leg, lifts him up on himself, throws his arm over his shoulder and drags him to the medical unit, promising to resurrect and kill him again if he dies in his arms. The medical center has a bed, an anesthetic and everything for first aid.
After that, Caz will contact Roy by phone, informing him that the evacuation plan has gone wrong, that he is with the wounded Rennick in the medical unit. And he tells Roy to wait for them for a couple of hours - the way isn't close, and the corridors aren't safe. In the meantime, Caz has to lower Rennick's pants, inject painkillers into the thigh muscle, unbutton his shirt from below, examining and feeling the bruises on his ribs, hoping that they aren't broken, and bandage Rennick's leg in not the most sterile conditions, stubbornly pushing aside thoughts-memories of how Rennick, half-delirious under the rubble, asked "don't leave me alone" in the pause between swearing at him.
@volatile95: When they get out, Rennick will be very angry and annoyed with the way McLeary slapped him on the cheeks and pulled down his pants.
Marshall: That's for sure. Out of hurt pride. Caz, of course, was able to slap Rennick a couple of times with impunity, but the circumstances and emotions were completely different from those he had vengefully dreamed of in the past.
Caz might not give a damn about Rennick's pride and convenience, but walking with an almost blind man through a crumbling oil rig with a thousand ladders and holes is a bad idea. So Caz locks Rennick in the infirmary for a while and returns with a spare pair of glasses from his office. Rennick feels better being less dependent on Caz, and Caz apologizes a little for his actions with such a "gift."
Volatile: God, Rennick clearly needed to knock the crown off his head.
Marshall: Oh yeah. Is Rennick loud but safe?
Volatile: Yes. Like big dogs. They are calm, they don't bite for no reason, but they bark loudly.
Marshall: Rennick is freaking out with his helplessness, right?
Volatile: He gets very stressed without glasses. And yes, at first he thought Caz would leave him forever. He cursed him with his last words. Maybe he attacked Caz when he returned to the infirmary. He's really scared, he can barely see, he's stressed.
McLeary knocks Rennick down on the couch, presses his weight against it and growls so that he doesn't twitch and puts glasses on him. Who would have thought that their iron king would have a panic attack. Rennick breathes deeply, clutched Caz, pulled him to himself and hugged him tightly. He shakes silently, his nerves gone. Caz is still on adrenaline and on a whim scoops Rennick into his arms. Caz's paternal instinct works even towards an infuriating old man.
Marshall: Rennick pulls away first. He habitually adjusts the glasses on his nose with his finger, and quietly thanks hoarsely, it isn't clear, for the support, for the glasses, for not abandoning now, or for saving then after the crash, or for everything at once.
Volatile: Yes. He also stealthily wipes his cheek from tears. Caz gives him crutches and helps him up, then he will help him down, and so on, to get to Roy. Rennick stuffed his pockets full of insulin for him.
Marshall: Caz could have brought Rennick a jacket along with his glasses (there's another one on the hanger in his office). Moreover, Caz would have come in it, not in his hands to carry it.
Volatile: Oh, this jacket suits McLeary, but it's small for him.
Rennick: "McLeary, you're as caring as a wifey, my wife is far from you." He also has problems with his wife, a divorce. Caz, unlike her, is the perfect wife, ehe
CAZ DOMINATED RENNICK, SLAPPED HIM ON THE CHEEKS, AND HELPED HIM, AND DRESSED HIM IN WARM, DRY CLOTHES. A JOKE IS A JOKE, BUT THE SUBCONSCIOUS MIND HAS ALREADY MADE A NOTE
Marshall: Roy and Rennick will also spend a lot of time together while Caz runs errands on the platform. They're both scared, but not as much together as they are alone.
Volatile: Yeah, and Rennick's keeping an eye on Roy.
Marshall: So that Roy doesn't smoke the whole pack of cigarettes?
Volatile: Rennick forced Roy to chew a carrot, took the cigarettes and took his hand.
Roy's probably still with the ladle. Rennik with crutches.
Marshall: AND CAZ WITH A SCREWDRIVER. THE BEST TEAM. They sit and eat carrots with sour cream and sugar. SO FAR, CAZ HAS A HAPPY HOUSE
Marshall: Caz, starving and with his mouth full of food, "uh-huh". And he's content with a caress, asking how Rennick's leg is, how Roy's sugar level is.
Volatile: Caz crawling into the kitchen
Roy: "You know, Caz, I quit smoking."
Rennick: "We quit"
Roy nods and puts his hand on Rennik's shoulder: "And you don't smoke anymore either, after all" scratches Caz's beard and gives him a bowl of carrot salad
Volatile: "The tourniquet was lowered a little, Dave drinks a lot of water and urinates. Both of us," Roy chuckles, Rennick echoes. This means that Davey is doing well with his kidneys, and Roy is shedding excess sugar. Roy also says quite happily that Rennick has pockets full of insulin, both short-acting and long-acting. A walking first aid kit.
Supply Officer, Defender and Breadwinner, awesome team
Marshall: When they move to the control room, they will bring water and canned food for Finlay and Brodie, because the living rooms, and with them the dining room, are beginning to flood.
Volatile: Caz is, as usual, a porter, a protector, and a guide (Rennick actually leads everyone. He knows the whole Beira D without maps and is able to navigate it with his eyes closed.)
After the rescue, Roy and Rennick lie in the same hospital room. Roy talks a lot, talks about Caz's background. And Rennick doesn't think he's such an asshole anymore (who brought the police to his door)
Caz, remembering that his friend is in the same room with Rennick, takes two bags of fruits and goodies. And two extra pillows. He puts one under Roy's neck, the other under Rennik's leg.
Ру пост здесь
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dishesoap · 2 years ago
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The Beginner's Guide is an hour long walking simulator made by the man who created The Stanley Parable. It's a meta game, narrated by a man who has collected the games his friend made as he walks you through them. It's about the act of creation and I play it, like, once a year. I'm a little obsessed.
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marry-me-mello · 1 year ago
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unhinged conversations with my friend
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milogreer · 1 year ago
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blinkies for the shaw pack & their mates !!!
free to use with credit! frame from blinkies.cafe!
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roseofsherwood · 2 months ago
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I’m back with more
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