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— MEME MONDAY MASTERLIST !!

and it’s that time of the week again !! we’ve got lots of fun memes in store for you, so hopefully you enjoy the memes !! a lot of them came from our very own members !! there’s a mix of all kinds of memes to keep it fun && fresh.whether you wanna use ours or not is totally up to you, but hopefully that’ll help keep memes from burning out in inboxes !! if you’re using our memes that we curated for you this week, just reblog this masterlist and people will know to send asks to you from these memes. if you choose to go with other memes, be sure to only reblog one or two so we don’t overwhelm the dash !! remember to send memes to whoever reblogs ‘em as we don’t want anyone feeling left out. a good rule of thumb is to send an ask to whoever you reblogged a post from and vice versa. just remember to have fun with it && try to develop your characters !!

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magnoliawhetstone​:

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“Hey,” Lia whispered softly, crawling over the blankets to wake her husband up. Her heart beat raced as she thought about that term again–husband, her husband–and the magic that came with the title. It was the same kind of magic she had when she woke up next to him in the morning or fell asleep right beside him at night. She didn’t quite care she had only been using it for about a day or two–she hope that no matter what, it would never lose its magic to her. There was only one person she could have ever wanted to call that name and she still could not believe it had really happened. In fact, she often debating on asking Jack to pinch her just to make sure that this was, in fact, reality. A small burst of laughter bubbled up in her chest as she learned forward to kiss his shoulder. “Wake up sleepy head, come on–breakfast is gonna get cold.” Lia had not made a proper breakfast in years–well, at least, not for her. Sometimes for her roommate when they had someone over–but this was different. Everything was different now and the idea of a new adventure gave her a new rush of energy–plus, with her performance earlier in the morning, she was feeling a new level of enthusiasm. “I even made homemade whipped cream! That’s gotta be tempting enough to get you out of bed,” She giggled and brushed a few curls out of his face. “Don’t leave your wife hanging.” 

Jack grumbled in his half-sleep, half-awake tiredness that often laced his bones in the morning. Having not been used to waking up next to someone, the sound startled him until he realized just who had tried to get him up- his wife. He still wasn’t over the feeling. How could he be, with having only been officially married for a little over twenty-four hours and the fact that it was Magnolia, of all people. He rolled over and smiled up at the blonde, a dopey smile pulling at the corners of his lips, “Breakfast?” It’d been so long since he’d woken up with breakfast and a wife and holy god, for once he felt... happy. He’d been thankful that Halloween had fallen on a weekend this year, so that he could enjoy these few precious hours with his partner. Jack pushed his nose into the palm of Lia’s hand as she brushed his curls away, before capturing her wrist in his own hand and pulling it down to give it a gentle kiss, “Happy wife, happy life, right?” He sat up and stretched, feeling his bones pop and his muscles turn into jelly- they’d had a long night of decorating and... decorating and honestly, Jack would’ve been happy to spend the entire day cuddling but it was clear that his wife was not going to let that happen. He pulled himself out of bed and stepped towards Magnolia’s side, only to scoop her up in his arms, “I didn’t get to carry you over the threshold of our “house” last night, so let me take advantage of this.” A small laugh escaped his tired voice as he stepped into the kitchen and placed Lia gentle down on the counter, “What did I do to deserve this feast?” He kissed Lia a few times- a few pecks and a deeper kiss- before grabbing a plate. 

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maxthemanager​:

“I’m sure you have your reasons Mrs Landon, but I will not have you talk to my staff like that.” Max responded in a cool calm way as an older lady ranted to him. It was his first day and already he had a woman demanding that one of his staff be fired for looking at her in the wrong way. After managing to calm the lady,  Max walked away from her with a sigh and an eye roll. He could deal with a lot of things, but he wouldn’t stand for his staff to be mistreated.  Max made his way into the bar area to get to the ranting old woman a complimentary glass of champagne and then shook his head. “ Would you believe that I have been working here for less then an hour and already I have chaos and drama.” He rolled his eyes and poured a glass of champagne for the guest and then smiled as the yoda heighted old lady appeared next to him demanding the glass. “ Here you go Mrs Landon, you have a lovely day now.” He said  with a smile and watched her walk away. “ Jesus Christ that was close.” he sighed. 

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Jack was at the bar- because honestly, when was he not at the bar- and caught the commotion from the start. He’d seen Mrs. Landon plenty of times- she was a regular that liked to start shit for free shit (which he knew, he’d seen her pull it enough times but honestly... if she could afford to stay at the Malnati...). Jack rolled his eyes as the new manager walked over- he could tell the guy was new, but only because Jack had been here for a long six months and had seen too many friends come and go in that time. He tipped the neck of his bottle at the manager as Mrs. Landon waddled off, “You did great, champ,” a snort followed, “Don’t let it get to you. She’ll pop in every now and again for no reason. I’m convinced she just likes the taste of our cheapest champagne but refuses to pay for it because it’s cheap.” Jack stuck a friendly hand out, “Jack Whetstone, Guest. But honestly, more like resident for how long I’ve been here. The good thing is that while I do like to start shit, I don’t usually do it to employees... while they’re working.” He leaned back in his chair at the bar, “Sorry that happened on your first day, though. Hopefully the rest goes smoother.”

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nicoletterogers​:

“What about Thanksgiving though?” Nic had always been partial to the holidays that surrounded food–but Thanksgiving had been particularly special to her. Her favorite memories came from watching football games with her brother and dad–the one time of year he wasn’t….well, a jerk–and destroying an entire pie from kroger each. She didn’t like that people were so quick to just…erase it–but then again this was not what this conversation was about. She had to stop getting so sidetracked–but perhaps, if she’d taken a moment to actually get to know Lia she wouldn’t have been surprised. Although–she probably would have if Jack had told her he was getting married–

Oof, that stung. She felt herself recoil, slightly, from his remarks–her face dropping its wall of emotionless stupor as Nic tried to process. Selfish, again. Selfish, selfish, selfish. Was that what she was? Was that how she had always been? She chewed her lip uncomfortably as she let the silence envelop them. Maybe it was–maybe Jack had just finally learned what other’s had known from the beginning. They say if something is repeated as a pattern in your life–there’s probably some truth to it. Not even three weeks ago, Beau was saying the same thing right to her face, in that stupid room. Her chest tightened again and she took a deep breath. “I never said I wasn’t happy for you Jack. I never once said that–and yeah, my attitude wasn’t the most warm and fuzzy. And I’m sorry–I’m really fucking sorry. I wasn’t the kind of friend you needed then and I haven’t really been lately. You deserved to have someone celebrating your big night, shooting the shit with you and having a grand time. I didn’t do that–” She winced again–he had a fantastic night, without her. In spite of her. Not only had it begun but it had….really taken off. He didn’t need her, he had who he needed in his life now. She’d proven to be less a friend in a time where she should have been one–and no one needed dead weight. She felt her eyes start to water and she immediately felt sick–not here. Nic desperately did not want to cry in front of him–because then she’d make it about herself again and she didn’t want that. She had come here to apologize–really apologize. Why couldn’t she get it out right? “I instead let my frustration become the focus and it wasn’t fair to you.” A pause and she dug her nails into her thigh deeper to divert attention from her desire to cry. “And Lia. And I’m sorry–I really am. That’s not the kind of friend you deserve–you deserve someone like Noah.” This wasn’t going to end well–she needed to leave. He clearly did not want her there and she’d said her piece. Well, most of it. The part that mattered, anyway. “But I am sorry–and I’m really glad you’re night wasn’t ruined.” Another pause, and a deep breathe. “I-uh, I should go though. Don’t want to interrupt your morning routine..”

“What about it? Christmas decorations go up early- no one decorates for Thanksgiving where I’m from. It’s all about Christmas lights and displays and who can have the biggest and boldest.” He didn’t particularly mind Thanksgiving, but since his dad passing close to the holiday, he tried to avoid it like the plague or spend a few weeks with his momma if he could. He didn’t... hate Thanksgiving, he just... wished it didn’t happen as close as it did to the anniversary of his dad’s passing, that’s all. Nic wouldn’t have known that, though- she’d met him after the fact, and it’s not like he spoke about his dad often enough. 

“That’s the thing, Nic. You don’t typically say very much, but it all comes out through your actions. You didn’t have to say you weren’t happy for me for me to know that you weren’t pleased. I’m not a fuckin’ idiot that only cares about alcohol and sex, you know I can handle the emotional shit if I need to.” It was as if something had snapped in Nic in that moment- he saw tears well up in her eyes and an instant feeling of regret washed over him. This was his best friend, he shouldn’t be making her hurt, just because she made him hurt. That wasn’t how friendship worked. Jack swallowed his pride, pushed his hurt away and stepped towards Nic to let her hands fall on her shoulders, “You’re really just gonna leave in the middle of a conversation?” He shook his head, “I never would’ve pinned you as someone that ran away from hard conversations, Nic. Look- it’s fine, alright? If it’s tearing you up enough inside to make you want to cry,” Jack carefully and gently forced her chin to look at him, “Then I forgive you, it’s fine. You made the effort to come up here already and I appreciate that. I just don’t understand why you got so upset. You’re my best friend, me getting married isn’t going to change who I am. Trust me- I like to drink and talk shit too much for a wedding certificate and a gold ring to change that. It’s not like you to get all up in arms over something like this.”

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nicoletterogers​:

“Christmas? Already?” Nic blurted, slightly surprised. It wasn’t even…thanksgiving yet and they were already decorating for a December–Nic, focus. Get it together, you have a mission. Ok, so he opened the door, that was good. She could work with that. “I suppose its good to get a jump on things early.” Nic said, keeping her tone as level as possible. She would not let her emotions get the best of her, not today. She was mature–she was not a child. She could prove that. Nic feeling like she had to prove something was nothing new, but it felt so odd having to do it in front of Jack. Even when he wasn’t asking her too–or was he. Getting distracted again, Nicolette–focus. “Well, sounds like it was a nice night.” The blonde rubbed the  back of her neck, her anxiety making it hard for her to stand still–not that it was ever easy for her in the first place. The silence felt heavy and she did not like the way it weighed heavy on her shoulders. She wanted to get defensive, but up a wall and keep people out–but the truth was she was tired of doing that to everyone. And she didn’t want to do it with Jack. After all, he was her best friend–is. She could not afford to think otherwise or else she wasn’t sure what she’d end up doing–crying or getting sick or maybe a combination of both. 

The jab made her wince and she bit her lip again–this was becoming all too familiar to the last time she had an emotional conversation with someone and by goodness, it was not her favorite state to be in. “I didn’t call you an ass wipe, first of all.” She let out a sigh–he wasn’t going to make this easy–but why should he? It wasn’t like she had really been too compassionate to him last night. “I–I came to say I was sorry. Am sorry. For, uh, ruining your night last night. It wasn’t…cool. Or very best friend like.” Understatement of the year, Nic.

Jack rolled his lips together in a half-smile, not able to bring himself to give the blonde much more than that, “Yeah, Christmas. Starts November First, every year, right on the dot. She’s been doing it for as long as I can remember.” The first was always a bitter day for him- a sad day, more like- where he just couldn’t get Magnolia out of his mind. This year, though, he was glad it was different. Jack watched Nic process her thoughts with an apathetic look- he took a lot of shit, he could handle a lot of shit- but his best friend basically telling him to fuck himself on his wedding day? That was reason enough for Jack to be upset. 

“You might not’ve said it, but I know you were thinking it,” Jack uncrossed his arms and let them fall to his side, only so that he could lean against the wall outside his suite’s door. “Sorry?” Jack bit back a laugh- it wasn’t like Nic to actually apologize for something, and even now- even though Jack knew she was trying- it just didn’t feel like she was. He bit his lip, “Look, Nic. I get what you’re trying to do. Save face, yadda yadda. Don’t think you ruined my night,” he bit out, a harsher tone coming out than expected. Jack wasn’t expecting to still be this upset, “I’m not going to give you the pleasure of thinking that because quite honestly, I had a fantastic night. Would I have liked it more if we’d gotten to share a few drinks together as best friends, abso-fucking-lutely. But we didn’t- because you made it about you. I get that you constantly have a lot of shit going on in your life, Nic. I do. With your brother, now your ex- I get it- but for once I just wanted you to be happy for me and celebrate. I didn’t tell anyone except momma. That was the point. It was half thought out, at that. I just don’t understand why you got so upset. Especially when I didn’t think marriage was something you even cared about.”

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nicoletterogers​:

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Nic chewed on her lip, running a free hand through her blonde hair as the other was shoved in her pocket. Her feet carried her back and forth the small distance she’d chosen in the hallway, right in front of Jack’s door but she couldn’t bring herself to knock yet. First of all–was she even sure he’d answer? He’d made it crystal clear that she was being childish, that it was her problem for being hurt in the first place. Because right–it was so easy to just…suck it up that your best friend chose to not tell you he was getting married? A heavy sigh rushed out of her and she learned against the wall, looking at his door. Maybe he had a point–of course, she had a right to be hurt but perhaps she had once again been selfish and didn’t think about her words before she said them out loud. She didn’t mean to hurt him–and she meant what she said in that guest book entry. But…marriage is not something that is usually sprung on people–and marriage is also time consuming. Time was finite and having a spouse meant priorities changed, right? Which brought the blonde to her second point of contention: was she even sure he’d answer? What if she was face to face with little miss sunshine and have to deal with that whole thing. Then again she was making large assumption Lia had even moved in and…”Argh!” She groaned quietly, dropping her head in her hands. Jack was her best friend–her meant the world to her and knowing she had clearly hurt him–that she had pushed him away–was gnawing at her with almost greater intensity than her sleepless nights over Liam. She was going to need to take the risk–she had too. 

Taking a deep breathe she stood up from her spot on the ground and knocked on the door, her chest tight with nerves. “Hey–uh, it’s me.” Oh god, don’t hate me yet–please. 

Jack had been having a particularly good day- he woke up next to his wife that was certainly not dressed in anything aside from a twisted sheet and a dopey smile. He’d even called out of work for the day to try to catch up and spend some time with Lia- they’d spent most of the night decorating (and then some), so when there was a knock at the door, Jack’s eyes glanced to his bedroom where Lia slept soundly. He was thankful that it’d been a long night, or he’d worry that they’d end up waking her and that wouldn’t have been the way he was hoping to wake his newlywed up. Jack recognized the voice instantly and bile quickly shot to his throat- he still couldn’t understand why Nic was upset. Sure, he’d gotten married, but he hadn’t changed otherwise. He still ate way too much food, he still smoked way too much pot, and he still loved his best friend (platonically, of course. Not that he’d need to remind anyone of that). Jack pulled the door open just as he pulled a shirt over his head and stepped out the door, letting it close gently behind him. “Uh, hey,” Jack rubbed the back of his neck and looked awkwardly at the wall next to Nic’s head, “I’d uh, invite you in, but it kinda looks like a disaster right now with Christmas decorations literally sprawled all over the floor and Lia’s still asleep so.” 

Jack shrugged his shoulders and shoved his fists into the pockets of his pajama pants; he was certainly it was going to take Nic a lot longer than this for them to talk again. “So...” he dragged the word out, “What’s up? Come to tell me I’m an ass wipe again for putting myself and relationship before you? Or did you come for some other reason?”

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JACK WHETSTONE || the Halloween Masquerade || #marriedinvegas

Jack always knew he’d end up with Magnolia. There was no doubt in his head- but he’d been avoiding trying to figure out just how to make their relationship official. A paper ring, a costume, and a leap of faith gave him the perfect idea. Surprise! Jack Whetstone officially has a Mrs. 

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10/31/2020 - JACK & MAGNOLIA WHETSTONE

There’s a moment when you say to yourself, “Oh, there you are. I’ve been looking for you forever.” Except... my moment happened when when I was too young to even remember and then happened again six months ago in a random hallway, in a random hotel in Chicago. I’ve spent my life chasing the feeling of finding someone special and didn’t want to wait to make her mine forever. Happy wedding day, my love. 

If you’d like to listen to Jack & Lia’s wedding song, click here. 

If you’d like to read Jack’s vows to Lia, click here.

Beneath the cut is the story on how Jack and Lia got engaged, in their own perspectives. 

Jack feels like it’s a dream when he rolls over and finds a head of blonde hair next to him. Of course, he quickly realizes it’s not when he inhales a mouthful of hair and tries not to gag on it. “Hey,” his voice is soft as it comes out, his hand dragging up the soft skin of Lia’s arm until he can twist his fingers into hers, “Mags- hey, you should wake up. Don’t you and Moira have a costume shopping thing happening in like… an hour?” Jack’s eyes flicker to the clock that sits on the bedside table closest to Magnolia’s head and it’s already 10:30- this is the first time he’s slept in in years and there’s nothing he wants more than to stay curled up around Magnolia forever. Jack cuddles in closer and slides his leg between hers, his cold toes pressing against her ankle, “It’s not like you to sleep in like this. Come on, Mags- don’t make me tickle you.” His hand brushes over her side, “I’ll do it. I will.” 

“Mmmmhh,” She mumbles incoherently as she feels Jack’s fingers intertwine with hers. “Shopping can wait till later. I am not moving.” She presses herself closer to him to emphasize the point.  In truth, Jack was right--Magnolia didn’t sleep in hardly ever but that was before she’d fallen asleep in Jack’s bed with him beside her. Now the idea of never leaving was a thousand times more compelling and she was planning to do just that. She jumped softly as the shock of cold on her ankles but still made no move to get up. Sleeping next to Jack was by far the most comfortable position she’d ever been in and waking up next to him was something she could do forever, if given the option. She yawns lazily, shifting slight to adjust to fall back asleep when she hears his threat. “You wouldn’t,” Lia’s eyes open just a slight bit more, sending him a glare. “Don’t you dare tickle me mister, I can’t be held responsible for what happens if you do!” 

“Oh, wouldn’t I?” his fingers dance over her side and he gives it a squeeze in hopes that she’ll jump. Jack leans forward and over her, a smile pulling wide across his face as he does, “You know she’ll kill you if you’re late. Or she’ll kill me. Regardless of who she kills, one of us will be suffering, so you really should get up.” Jack lays down on top of Magnolia while laughing - it may not be his entire body weight but they break out in giggles, “Do you have any ideas on what you’re thinking of getting for a costume? I have no desire in the slightest to go get a costume so I was thinking like… James Bond or something. Slick back hair- suit, you know… the usual.” It’s not that Jack hated Halloween- he really didn’t, in fact- he loved getting to dress up, but this year had been weird and he was just ready for the month to be over. 

“Jack!” She gasps slightly, laughter escaping from her as she looks at him more clearly. She watches as a few stray curls fall in front of his eyes and her heart jumps in the same way her body did when he squeezed her side. She thought herself a pretty focused person, all things considered--until you threw Jack Whetstone in the mix. Just a look at him and her whole train of thought just fly out the window. Lia’s lips slipped into a sly smirk, her free hand maneuvering up to brush the curls from his eyes before she leaned forward to kiss him gently. “First of all, I’m a princess to her--so that grants me royal immunity,” She teased, another giggle bubbling from within her. She didn’t believe Moira when she called her a princess, but she was also pretty convinced the woman would let her being a teensy-bit late slide, all things considered. “And secondly, I can probably use that immunity on you too--but if you are really that tired of me hogging your bed…” A quick peck on the nose and she thought on his question. “Well I don’t know--I haven’t dressed up for Halloween in years. Usually I’m working.” Most holidays she’s working, but that wasn’t the question. “The usual? So, you think you’re usually 007, huh? I mean, I suppose you’re handsome enough for it,” She laughed again, her arms snaking to wrap loosely around his neck. “Well the obvious choice is some sort of princess or--like a mouse? But I don’t know, I kind of think it’d be fun to do something not obvious for once, y’know? Throw everyone off their groove?”

“You’re a princess to everyone, Mags. It’ll always amaze me how you don’t see how people lay down and roll over like lovesick puppies for you,” He pressed his lips to her shoulder and kissed across it- they’d hardly done anything more than kissing and cuddling, but this was enough for Jack for once. This felt right. “I’m pretty damn sure I’m James Bond at all times,” he rolled his eyes at the expected jar comment that he knew would follow- at this rate, he was pretty sure he could afford to buy an engagement ring with the amount of money he owed Magnolia. “What if we did like… a couple’s costume? I know that’s cliche and I know we arent a couple…” his words hung in the air for a moment. What even were they anyways? Basically a couple, right? Just one that never spoke about how they felt, “I’d offer to be someone from Pride and Prejudice but honestly… I don’t think I can pull off the look.” Jack let his hands hang off of Magnolia’s arms, his thumb brushing against her soft skin, “Well… if you’re looking for something not obvious, I think playing it safe is not the way to go.” 

“Lovesick puppies?” A soft giggle escaped her lips as she felt him kiss her shoulders. “Oh please, they don’t do that. I just ask nicely and usually they are nice enough to help out--or my bag of baked goods helps. I’m like Mary Poppins but with cookies!” Nothing about this scenario felt wrong or weird to her--like it was just normal to wake up in the bed of your crush without anything having happened the night before and the idea that it felt just right made her smile wide. “Jack--” She looked around the room they were in and let out a sigh. “Dang it, the jar doesn’t count in the bedroom.” Lia sent him a wink and she laughed a little, swiftly moving on to his next suggestion--a couples costume. Or, rather, a not-officially-a-couple couples costume. That name didn’t roll off the tongue half as well--but nevermind that. “First of all, you could pull off anything you wanted to--but even so, Pride and Prejudice might still be too obvious. Oh--wait, you said James Bond, don’t those movies always have a,” She furrowed her brows as she tried to think of the name, it resting on the top of her tongue. “A Bond Girl!” A Bond Girl--you forgot the name of Bond Girl. “What about that? I mean, to be fair I’ve never seen a James Bond movie--am I totally off base?”

If Jack had been drinking water, he would’ve choked, “Doesn’t count in the…” he let out a nervous laugh, “There you go surprising me again, as usual.” He buried his head into Lia’s neck as she rattled out ideas of a bond girl while he tried to think through his own. Austin Powers came to mind- and while that’d be fun, he didn’t think it’d quite hit the mark like he wanted it to. The thing was… Jack was tired of them playing this game- he was tired of them dancing around the idea of a relationship or of dating. They’d been metaphorically dating for most of their lives at this point, and maybe that’s why he’d been so reluctant to truly put effort into sealing the deal because he knew it took so much to start when really… he was ready to have the white picket fence ending with Magnolia tomorrow, if he could. Jack pulled Magnolia closer to him, “Maybe not James Bond… what about… I mean, like… assassins are kinda cool, aren’t they? Or spies? We don’t necessarily need to be characters, right?” It was in that moment that he had an epiphany-, “Wait! Have you ever seen Mr. and Mrs. Smith?” Jack pulled back, a wild grin on his face, “That would be so badass.” 

“I have all sorts of tricks up my sleeve,” She grinned and kissed the top of his head as he buried his face in her shoulder. “Haven’t figured me out yet y’know.” Lia teased, her fingers absentmindedly playing with his hair as she listened to his follow up--though her mind was caught up in the idea of a couples costume--whatever they were, it was still enough to dress up in a costume that matched. But they had always done that, in some way--perhaps that was the first sign that there was clearly something more between them. Well, not the first sign--their inability to stay separate from each other was clearly number one. There would have been no shuffling in the tilt-a-whirl line if that wasn’t the case. But it wasn’t like she wanted to stay away either--as cheesy as it sounded, her world never felt more upright and normal than when she was with Jack and it made her heart skip when she thought about it. “Assassins? Oh wait--that’s the movie with Brad and Angelina, right?” Part of her was shocked that she had even seen the movie, but it had been years ago and didn’t remember much of it, except the fact they were married and….were trying to kill eachother. But they could leave that part out. Her face lit up. “No, that’s perfect. Like it’s a fantastic mix of James Bond and Bond Girl but with a twist.” She paused for a moment. “Wait--can we do that scene where they’re dancing in their fancy clothes but she also has a weapon on her thigh?” Lia had always thought that was the coolest part. “I love this idea.”

Jack couldn’t hold back a laugh, “Oh, so you’re telling me sweet little miss Magnolia Barnes wants to walk around with a gun strapped to her thigh and a cut in her dress up to her waist?” He bit his lip to bite back a bigger smile and squeezed her side, “I mean- it’s an easy costume, right?” Mr. and Mrs. Smith. He could do that- it was classy enough for a ball, but fun enough for a couple’s costume. Jack thought about the little paper ring in his bedside dresser- he’d been playing around with origami for a while and he’d made it on a whim- hoping to give it to Magnolia as a fun, whimsical gift when she needed a pick-me-up. It took a moment- a moment of Lia fumbling around with her words and Jack staring at her lips moving for him to comprehend the thoughts racing through his head. Lia. Ring. Mr. & Mrs. Smith. Couple. Costume. Ring. Lia. Ring. Mr. & Mrs. Jack sucked in a breath of air- the thought… the idea was crazy. It was… Jack knew it was possibly maybe even the dumbest thing he’d ever do or even suggest- but they’d waited so long. It was gonna happen someday, anyways, wasn’t it? “Hey… Magnolia?” Jack waited until he’d caught her eye, “You remember when our parents sat us down and told us that one day we’d be required to marry?” He remembered that day- it’d been the best day of his life- getting to marry the girl he’d been in love with for years sounded like heaven. “I know I acted like I was upset- like I didn’t want it,” Jack sucked in a deep breath. Was this going to be the conversation they’d been avoiding for months? Now? In his bed, a mess of tangled curls and twisted bedsheets? “But since then, I haven’t really thought about anything but getting to marry you. I haven’t seriously dated anyone since then- not without that thought of getting to be at the end of an aisle you get to walk down to me.” He pulled himself away from Magnolia and dug around in his bedside drawer and when he rolled back over, he held the little paper ring up between the two of them, “I guess I’m just trying to…” he paused, sucked in a deep breath, and asked, “Why don’t we just go as Mr. & Mrs. Whetstone instead? Would you marry me and give me the honor of making you my forever partner? Even more so than you already are.” 

“Maybe I’m not so sweet after all. It’s not fair if only Nic gets to have all the fun” She nudged him lightly, jumping with a laugh at his squeeze. “I mean, that’s proof enough that its definitely not something people would think I’d wear.” Lia nodded a few times--Mr. and Mrs. Smith, that was perfect. After all, she already had dresses like that...well, not exactly like that, but she could find one easily. Plus, getting to see Jack in a suit was not her idea of a bad night, that’s for sure. It was a masquerade ball too! So they’d fit right in--wow, there really couldn’t have been a better costume idea. Her mind wandered around the idea again, trying to figure out just where she was going to get a thigh holster in Chicago--and also how to put one on. Maybe she’d get Moira to help her...Blinking a few times, she heard Jack use her name and her eyes locked with his. Something was different in the way he looked at her and she chewed her lip lightly, suddenly slightly nervous. Slowly nodding as she sat up, she listened, suddenly she was immediately back in that chair, all the way in South Carolina, looking at her momma as if she was crazy--when in reality she believed this might have been the only good thing she’d ever done. Marrying Jack was the one part of her future she had never wanted to change--and finding him again reignited a slight bit of hope that maybe it wouldn’t have to. She knew it was a long time coming if that were the case, right? Right? There was...was no way--was there? Magnolia heard the words he was saying--the words that echoed exactly what she felt but it wasn’t until a small, crafted paper ring appeared between them that Lia felt herself gasp loudly. Her hand flew to her mouth as she looked at him, the ring, and him again. No, this had to be a dream--there was no way he was proposing to her--and yet… “Jack--” Her mind spun, trying to find words to complete her though, the moment rendering her speechless in the best way. “Yes!” She finally managed to say, in between laughs and sniffles. It didn’t matter to her that they hadn’t ever said they were a couple--or been on a date. Magnolia Barnes had always known what her answer would have been if he had asked her to marry him--that was a choice she had made on her own years ago and one that had not changed. “Of course--of course. I can think of no better way I’d ever want to spend the rest of my life, Jack Whetstone. No better way.” Without thinking, she pulled him into a kiss--perhaps with slightly more force than she had anticipated. “Oops,” She giggled slightly, “Sorry.”

Jack felt his heart throb in his chest- the moment of silence that lingered between the two of them as he got his words out and just before she answered felt like a million years and less than a second all in one moment. Her ‘yes!’ had him laughing, tears maybe brimming his eyes (not that he’d admit that) and he eagerly leaned into the kiss, not at all minding the way their teeth clashed together as he went. Jack pulled back after a few more kisses and hopped out of bed- he followed the movement with half a happy dance and half a pace across the room, “Okay- we gotta call Momma, I’ll call the private jet company- Vegas sounds good, right? Not that either of us would normally get married there, but that makes sense, right? We’ll find a photographer and get married tomorrow morning. Halloween. Fly back just in time for the gala and then… surprise everyone?” Jack bit his lip- while he may not have been a planner like his fiance, he still liked to have things in order. “We’ll get you a dress in Vegas. Maybe get Elvis to marry us, too?” Jack was certain that his Momma would never let him get away with only an elopement, so the idea of having fun with the first ceremony- one for just the two of them (plus his momma), was his ideal perfect day. Jack jumped back on the bed and pulled Magnolia into another kiss, “Come on’, future Mrs. Whetstone- we got a lot to do and you still gotta go see Moira.” 

A wash of utter joy spread over Magnolia’s entire being as she watched him react to her acceptance and she couldn’t help but laugh along with him--with her fiance. She wasn’t sure she could smile much wider than she currently was--but it was impossible for her not to try at that thought. Fiance. Future Husband. How long has she thought about that far off idea--and now it was here. Like really really here. “Wait--today?” Lia looked over at him pacing, blinking a few times as she caught up with what he was saying. “You mean like...like actually get married today?” The idea was--well, he was right. It wasn’t like either of them to do this and yet...it also made complete sense. Lia had just said she wanted to do something unexpected--and getting married out of the blue was pretty much the epitome of that. Though, as big of a risk as it was, it also felt like...common sense. Of course they’d get married today--how long had they already waited, in a relationship or not? For once in her life, the blonde had no reservations about this idea. Another laugh erupted from her chest and she nodded quickly. “For someone who doesn’t like to plan ahead, you sure are impressive in the moment. But yes--that sounds absolutely perfect. And honestly very easy--who said planning a wedding was hard?” She teased, kissing him back with a grin and doing her best to not get caught up in the moment again--not an easy feat. “Mmm, I’m up, I’m up--your little plan to get me out of bed worked a little too well. But go call your Momma, Mr. Whetstone, before her superpower figures it out and you’re in hot water.” Lia giggled, tugging gently on his curl as she skipped to the bathroom--there sure was a lot to do, no time to waste. 

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text - jack-o-lantern

saf: why do skeletons make bad drinking partners?

saf: because they don't have the stomach for alcohol.

jack: i....

jack: i hate you

jack: also that would REALLY suck to not have a stomach bc alcohol really makes the world go round u kno

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Michael Guerin + that one lock of curls

for @jumbled-nonsense on her birthday! 

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17, 44, 79 (get to know you meme)

17. Who would be your ideal partner?

“A cute blonde that I grew up next to,” Jack shrugs his shoulders, a small smile pulling at the corners of his mouth.

44. Do you have a strong accent?

“I don’t think I do- but all of my coworkers make fun of me. They say I sound like I’m from the back woods or somethin- but I don’t hear it.”

79. Who was your first real crush?

“Ya’ll really gonna try to expose me like this, huh?” Jack rolls his eyes, “Just tag her next time and make it more obvious.” @magnoliabarnes

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who is the happiest person that you know? / have you ever thought of baby names? / what songs take you back to your teen years? / are you a good judge of character? have you ever really got it wrong? / do you believe in destiny? / what is your favorite scent? / have you ever been in love?

who is the happiest person that you know?

“The happiest person I know?” Jack thinks for a moment and sips his beer- his first thought is Magnolia, but he’s seen her emotions flip flop around (you know, like a normal person) that he actually gives it some additional thought. “My momma, I think. I guess- for someone that’s been through so much, she just still seems so happy and so at peace, you know?”

have you ever thought of baby names? 

“I mean, yeah- who hasn’t?” He shrugs his shoulders, “I mean, I should probably get to it since I’m in my thirties and all- but I feel like any name I actually decide on is up in the air until my spouse helps, you know? I’d like for my dad’s name to be included in my future son’s name somehow though- maybe a middle name? Jeremy- that was his name.”

what songs take you back to your teen years?

“Oh god- Thrift Shop by Macklemore- it’s what started the obsession. Also... Young, Wild, and Free by Snoop Dogg? I spent many nights driving around town with Derek to that song. Good times.” 

are you a good judge of character? have you ever really got it wrong? 

“You know- I don’t think I’ve ever really thought about it?” Jack chews on his bottom lip, “If someone wrongs me, I just ditch them. It’s harsh, yeah- but you know, people change and grow up. That’s good- they should- but I’m not gonna waste time waiting around for them to do it.” 

do you believe in destiny?

Jack rolls his eyes and motions for the next question. 

what is your favorite scent?

“The air after or just before a big storm- fresh and wet and just... it’s so comforting.”

have you ever been in love?

Jack grins a sappy, sideways grin, “Yeah, I’d say so.”

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— MEME MONDAY MASTERLIST !!

since we’re still in the fall && halloween season, we’ve decided to keep up with the theme && add some more fall season related memes !! so hopefully you enjoy the memes !! a lot of them came from our very own members !! there’s a mix of all kinds of memes to keep it fun && fresh. whether you wanna use ours or not is totally up to you, but hopefully that’ll help keep memes from burning out in inboxes !! if you’re using our memes that we curated for you this week, just reblog this masterlist and people will know to send asks to you from these memes. if you choose to go with other memes, be sure to only reblog one or two so we don’t overwhelm the dash !! remember to send memes to whoever reblogs ‘em as we don’t want anyone feeling left out. a good rule of thumb is to send an ask to whoever you reblogged a post from and vice versa. just remember to have fun with it && try to develop your characters !!

HALLOWEEN/FALL STARTERS ─ some halloween and fall related starters!

MAKE ME CHOOSE – send an emoji below + three (3) different characters / muses that my muse must pick from! some choices are considered nsfw.

HAUNTED HISTORY – some haunted and spooky related starters!

MOONLIGHT AESTHETIC STARTERS – feel free to send more than one! to reverse, send ‘+✨’.

GET TO KNOW MY MUSE WELL – some questions for you to ask my muse.

TEXT MESSAGE STARTERS – some good text messages to use as starters!

as always, you can send in your meme suggestions through the memes channel on discord or in our DMs here !!

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@malnatimedia

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JACK WHETSTONE || Fall Festival - A Day at the Farm || A Look in his Camera Roll

So here’s the thing... Jack loves fall weather. He hates scary movies, but he loves watching them- he loves carving pumpkins, he loves warm drinks, he loves crunchy leaves, and he loves wearing sweaters. Catch him spending the evening stuffing his face with all his favorite foods. Did someone say pie?