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my ability to read what ive typed out 20 times before hitting post and still not notice a typo is remarkable

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he's intrigued , pulled towards this mysterious brunette in ways he hasn't felt in a long time . never thought he'd grow bored with the attention that came with being a musician . but encounters began to mirror each other , removing the fun in meeting someone new . ' believe it or not , the whole world knowing who i fuck was not a personal choice — could definitely do without that . ' her smile sets off one of his own . ' i draw the line at cheap whiskey , though . any whiskey , actually . i'm more of a vodka guy . ' he laughs , couldn't help it even if he tried . had never been rejected for not being ugly enough . ' i'm not sure if i should be insulted or thanking you ? ' he pauses for a moment before curiousity slips through . ' — exactly how ugly are we talking here ? '

she  has  a  type  —  a  terrible  one  at  such.  a  famous  musician  with  a  blossoming  career  and  a  fanbase  so  big  that  it  could  easily  get  him  laid  every  night,  is  the  opposite  of  it.  "you're  right,  i  don't.  and  i  doubt  we've  got  a  lot  in  common.  unless,  you  like  cheap  whiskey  and  screwing  without  the  whole  world  knowing."  whether  she  likes  it  or  not,  there's  still  a  smile  tugging  at  her  lips  because  of  it,  and  she  does  a  terrible  job  of  hiding  it.  "for  what  it's  worth,  it's  not  your  fault.  i'm  just  into  ugly  guys."  angie  tells  him,  and  wishes  she's  kidding.

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she scoffs , shaking her head as frustration continues to grow . she wasn't sure how much more she could take . having raine the way she did now , in whispers & shadows , was no longer enough . she'd continue to fight for her for as long as her stamina would allow . ' i thought i did . but we're still here , nothing has changed & it makes me wonder if it ever will . ' baring her soul ( & heart ) was not something that came easy to felicity . but she was growing desperate , left with fewer defenses with every variation of this argument . ' but you're happy to break my heart instead ? because that's what you're doing . every time i see you with her , every night you spend in her bed instead of mine — my heart breaks . over & over again . '

　　　　　“   i'm   not   lying   to   anybody!   ”   she   exclaims,   eyes   drifting   towards   the   door   out   of   fear   that   her   girlfriend   could   walk   in   at   any   moment.   except   she   is.   she's   been   lying   for   months,   but   cowardice   has   a   vice   grip   on   raine   that   she's   too   ashamed   to   break   free   from.   “   …   you   know   how   i   feel.   ”   i   don't   love   her,   she   told   her   once,   when   she   and   felicity   were   intertwined   beneath   the   sheets   of   the   latter's   bed,   a   drunken   admission   she   spent   weeks   denying   since   it   happened.   “   but   maya,   she   …   she's   a   nice   girl.   i can't break her heart.   ”

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OLIVER STARK as EVAN ‘BUCK’ BUCKLEY 9-1-1 - S08 E11 · Holy Mother of God

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listen I didn’t come here to ship it lightly ok I came here for it to consume my soul

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shes a 10 but she answers her texts in 70 to 80 business days and sometimes never

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she can feel her heart slamming against her chest , tears threatening to spill with every confession that falls from his lips . ' you need to stop , ' she whispers , holding her hand up to him as she takes several steps back — furthering the distance between him & the part of her that's desperate to return to him . ' you've had so much time , sawyer . you could have told me this on so many occasions before today . ' she shakes her head , freeing the tears from edge of crestfallen eyes . ' —— why would you do this to me now ? why would you put me in this position ? ' she knows no matter how much she loves her fiancé , it can not complete with the way she loves him . ' you already know the answer , that's why you're asking me . '

“   you   think   i   didn’t   want   to   marry   you   too   ?   i   knew   the   day   i   met   you   there   was   nobody   else   for   me   .   you   were   always   my   person   .   ”   but   things   got   in   the   way   .   he   was   either   waiting   for   the   right   time   ,   or   afraid   she’d   think   they   weren’t   ready   for   that   big   a   commitment   ,   and   he   never   could   do   it   .   “   but   we   made   mistakes      ⎯⎯      that   doesn’t   mean   i   don’t   love   you   still   .   ”   and   when   he   heard   about   her   wedding   ,   he   knew   he   had   to   say   something   now   ,   before   she   was   officially   someone   else’s   .   “   there   won’t   be   another   time   .   i   had   to   tell   you   before   it   was   too   late   .   ”   sawyer   finds   her   gaze   ,   swallowing   the   lump   in   his   throat   .   “   do   you   love   him   ,   jacinta   ?   like   you   loved   me   ?   if   you   say   yes   ,   i’ll   leave   you   alone   .   ”

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' you couldn't possibly understand the position i'm in . ' he snaps , exasperated by the truth in her words . ' so you don't get to stand here & compare our situations ! '

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" because you love her right? mhm, at least i have the gut to be honest. "

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gaze looks up to put a face to the voice , inching over to allow more room for him on the step she'd found her own reprieve on . she takes the bottle from him willingly , grateful he didn't arrive empty handed . ' this isn't really my scene , ' she admits , before welcoming the burn of vodka down her throat . it leaves her coughing , face grimacing . ' my threshold for drunk assholes is pretty low , but especially low for the one my friend's with tonight . ' she offers the bottle back to him , ' your turn . spill . '

" well, i know why i'm miserable, " he begins, slumping down to sit on the step beside them, wasting no time in holding the bottle of vodka in his grip, out towards them. " but what's eating you ? " \ @viciousins

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it's almost embarrassing how quickly he recognises that voice , doesn't need to glance over his shoulder to know its her . but he does , if only for a chance to refamiliarise himself with her features once more . ' uh , yeah , ' he clears his throat , ' it was a last minute decision . i wasn't sure if i'd get enough time off from the tour but we worked it out . ' she looks the same , he notes , he still feels the beat his heart skips in her presence , & yet the tension between them suggests otherwise . ' how have you been ? —— you look nice - . . always do . '

" oh . . . h-hi. " feet come to a soft and sudden stop when she see's them sat there. so unexpected and yet, her heart is picking up speed in an instant. say something, she thinks. anything. " i didn't think you were coming. everyone said you couldn't make it. " \ @viciousins

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i promise i'll get to dm's today, i just want to lock in w drafts while i have the muse and time !!

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the tears fall fast & free now , her stomach twisting with guilt as she watches him unravel in front of her . she'd grossly underestimated the effect their betrayal & now the weight of their secret had on him . she could feel her heart physically aching in her chest as he allowed her to see inside his mind for the first time . & as much as it wrecked her to witness , she'd never felt closer to him than in this moment of raw vulnerability . can no longer fight the desire to comfort him as she strides across the remaining distance between them . palms rest gently on either side of his face , guiding his eyes to focus on hers . ' look at me —— . . it's okay , ' voice is soft , barely above a whisper , as she attempts to break through his panic . ' you're right , we have time . ' she reassures him , ' we don't have to figure it all out tonight . & when it's time , we'll do it together . we have each other , jace . we're always going to have each other now . ' it's a promise as much as an acknowledgement of their intertwined future . it's aiden that now plagues her mind , leading to the dropping of her hands . the guilt sours inside her , a familiar sensation from the last few weeks . she shakes her head , adamantly . ' no , i fucked things up for us . i knew what being with you would do to him , & i still made that choice . that's on me to carry . ' tone is stern , refusing to allow him to take sole responsibility & blame . ' & i —— i do . i do carry that . ' there's a crack in her voice now , mirroring the vulnerability he'd just shown her . ' i can barely look at him anymore . i — the guilt makes me feel sick whenever he touches me , or — . . or when he talks about our future . ' she shakes her head , tears falling from flushed features at the movement . ' & i think he's starting to notice the way i've been avoiding him which only makes me feel worse . ' the words come out in a rushed ramble , like if she paused to take a breath she'd lose the nerve to continue . ' we don't have to tell him yet , i meant that , but i don't know if i can continue being with him anymore . it's killing me . '

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤthe    anguish    in    her    timbre    brings    in    a    wave    of    fear,    shame,    and    guilt,    that    crashes    together    in    his    chest    until    he    feels    like    he    can’t    breathe.    ❝    i don't know. flick,    i    —    i’m    not    trying    to    leave    you    with    this,    ❞    he    chokes    out,    hands    running    through    his    hair    til    it’s    disheveled    to    shit.    ❝    i’m    scared    out    of    my    goddamn    mind.    you    think    i    don’t    want    to    tell    people    ?    this    fucking    dread    of    —    ❞    he    cuts    himself    off,    shaking    the    thought    from    his    head.    too    much.    sharing    everything    he    feels.    even    if    he    wanted    too,    the    words    were    physically    too    big    to    work    past    his    throat.    god,    he    wants    to    hold    her.    but    he    didn’t    move.    ❝    i'm    struggling    in    classes,    i    missed    practice    when    you    told    me    —    i’m    already    cracking    and    we    haven’t    even    told    one    person    yet.    ❞    his    voice    cracked    with    it.    ❝    but    the    thought    of    losing    this    baby    ?    our    baby    ?    i    can’t    even    —    ❞    he    swallows    hard,    guilt    rising    like    bile    in    his    throat.    ❝    i    know    i    said    i    couldn’t    do    this    to    aiden    ...    but    i    did.    and    now    ...    ❞    his    hand    gestures    briefly    to    her    stomach,    ❝    i    choose    them.    you.    i’ll    figure    it    out,    but    please    don’t    make    me    figure    it    out    tonight.    i    want    to    make    this    okay    for    you.    ❞    if    it    came    down    to    it,    he    would.    for    her.    their    child.    the    weakness    he    had    for    her    had    been    what    got    him    into    this    mess    to    begin    with    ;    these    irrefutable    feelings    he    tried    to    shove    down    because    she    was    with    aiden.    ❝    but    —    ❞    he    started,    then    stopped,    jaw    tightening    as    he    forced    the    words    out.    ❝    you’re    not    ...    you    weren’t    supposed    to    be    mine.    ❞    he    looked    up    at    her    again,    feeling    something    in    his    chest    crack    open.    ❝    you’re    his.    you    guys    were    so    happy    and    [    …    ]    you    were    always    supposed    to    be    his,    and    i    fucked    it    up.    ❞

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you could cut the tension between them with a knife . it's not the first time that she's felt it , this undeniable pull towards him & the accompanying desire to be in his presence . it was teetering on the edge of something dangerous , she knew that with every lingering gaze & closing proximity between them . ' i can almost guarantee that he's already snoring up there , so i wouldn't be able to sleep even if i did join him . besides , i obviously need to find out if they're going to go behind her back & tell the others or not . ' eyes gesture towards the television . truthfully , she'd been distracted & caught in her own head , cassie had lost track of the argument on screen a long time ago . she shifts on the couch to angle herself towards him , an obvious hint on who she found to be more entertaining . ' you don't think he should trust us to be alone together ? ' she questions , eyebrow quirking . ' i'm sure we can behave ourselves , right ? as long as you stay on your side of the couch , we shouldn't have any problems . ' there's a hint of a challenge in the way her lips tip upwards & her eyes stay on his .

                                        “     that's     not     what     i'm     saying     . . .     ”     eyes     linger     on     her     features     for     just     a     second     too     long     before     he     tears     his     gaze     away     like     it     requires     force     and     he     tries     —     really     tries     —     to     focus     on     the     third     episode     of     real     housewives     of     beverly     hills     that's     still     rolling     across     the     screen     .     it     flashes     with     movement     ,     fast     cuts     ,     confessionals     and     chaos     .     a     conversation     unfolds     between     characters     he     can't     name     anymore     ,     dialogue     that     has     turned     into     nothing     but     background     noise     .     “     sure     you're     not     gonna     join     him     ,     though     ?     ”     he     shifts     slightly     on     the     couch     ,     suddenly     hyperaware     of     just     how     close     they're     sitting     .     “     not     saying     i'm     not     enjoying     watching     a     bunch     of     botoxed     lunatics     scream     -     cry     over     brunch     —     ,     ”     he     adds     ,     lips     curving     into     an     wry     smile     ,     “     —     but     if     i     were     him     . . .     let's     just     say     i     wouldn't     be     thrilled     knowing     my     girl     was     spending     the     night     watching     reality     tv     with     my     roommate     .     ”     the     words     hang     in     the     air     ,     lighter     than     they     feel     ,     dressed     up     like     a     joke     ,     but     the     weight     underneath     is     unmistakable     .

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RYAN DESTINY 📹 Schiaparelli Haute Couture Fall/Winter 2025/2026 show

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CAUGHT STEALING (2025) dir. Darren Aronofsky Austin Buter & Zoë Kravitz as Hank & Yvonne

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