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⠀⠀     ✧ ೃ༄ EVENT 002 ; SEBASTIAN GALLAGHER ; ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀     in attendance with brooklyn cox(@burningxheaven )

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" something's the right word for it . " he laughed as the other smiled , " if something like that happens again i'm never leaving my apartment for a social gathering again . " the statement held some water to it . " WELL SHIT . now i'm a little paranoid . " he said laughing and shaking his head , he knew he was safe for the most part when it came to valentine but he wasn't going to voice that . there was something to enjoy about the back and forth it created . " thanks DAD . " sebastian said with a snort as he reached over and swiped one of archer's onion rings . he pulled his leg up onto the booth seat and leaned back against the wall . head turning raising an eyebrow as the other spoke , " are we talking about my ex or a wolf or some other animal ? " he asked the corners of his mouth twitching slightly , he knew full well what the other was trying to say but he wasn't going to pass up on giving him a hard time . " no . didn't ask if it was her boyfriend . but wouldn't doubt it . she's ━ HER ." there were several words that could be used to describe dilan , " it's not up to me it's her call . i was kinda of what one would call a dick when it came to ending the relationship . "

"Naturally. Man, that night was something..." From getting clocked in the face, to dancing with the girl of his dreams, to a fire and a shooting. It sounded like some far-fetched low-budget film. "Whatever the reason, I'm not proud, I'll take it." And with that, he flashed Sebastian his signature crooked grin.

Reaching for an onion ring, he swiftly dips it in a plastic cup of ranch before tossing it into his mouth. "Mmm, is that for the second meet-up?" His snarky comment is followed by a swift nod. "Ah, what a plot twist that would have been. But that's actually hella cool. Glad you're getting out there and making friends." Seb didn't seem as outgoing as a lot of Archer's surrounding buddies. There was a heavier weight to him that was consumingly intriguing. Watching the male closely, he couldn't help but catch the slight shift in his features as he spoke about the moment. "Not to be nosy, but was it just a date she brought along or like a mate?" Archer wasn't quite certain how else to word it. "Do you plan on seeing her again?"

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it felt almost like a dream too still , too surreal to be anything else . if it was he hoped it lasted a little while longer . " i know i didn't . " four little words that left his lips with a hum as he raised his own mug to take a sip from . he hated how she looked at him , hated how it made him feel like he was made of glass . ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀' don't lie just to make me feel better . ' sebastian laughed , no one could call you on your bullshit before you even had a chance to open your mouth better than someone you dated long term . he wanted to look everywhere but directly at her face . " like . in general , with life ? or because i text you about a few scrapes and cuts ? " he asked with a quirk of a brow , hands fidgeting with a sugar packet just for the sake of keeping busy , then didn't wait for an answer from her , " i'm still alive if that's an acceptable answer for both . just a little pissed about the gala but i'll get over that . " he'd say sorry , repent for all he'd done against her , and say he still cared for her . but the words were caught somewhere between his chest and throat refusing to make it to his lips .

seeing him there in front of her felt like whiplash — old feelings flooding to the surface as she looked at his face. she'd been seeing a lot of him lately — not that she was complaining. it was just a change of pace, something to get used to again. he had left at the worst time, without a word about where he was going or what he was thinking — not even a sorry. deep down, she knew he cared. but what did it mean if it wasn’t enough for him to show it? dilan’s eyes flickered to him as she took a sip from her mug, nodding slowly at his words.

“thank you for checking in … and for the text. you didn’t have to do that.” she paused. “what about you? are you okay? i mean, really okay … don’t lie just to make me feel better.”

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there it was again , just like after the gala , the slow exhale as disaster ended just for the next inhale to start where they waited for the next disaster to come . it was going to remain like that until the veil was found there was no denying that , the video had said they were all at fault . there was no hesitation when he was called no witty retort or sarcastic remark . " wasn't a problem . " he wrapped an arm around her shoulders , " yeah . of course , i'll take the couch and you can have the bed . " he wanted to apologize for her birthday turning to shit , but sebastian didn't want to add what brooklyn probably already felt . there wasn't enough words to offer as reassurance that didn't sound like pure bullshit .

Location: Outside St. John's Hospital Status: Closed @rcprobate

She would label this as the worst birthday ever, but sadly, it was only in the top three. She was beyond thankful Avery had been found alive. The unknown had been eating away at her for days. Aves was in the ICU, and visitation was tight; she wasn't able to get in to see her, but she knew Avery needed to rest. But for now, Brooklyn needed some rest of her own. "Thanks for picking me up," Brooklyn said softly as she gave Sebastian a small half hug. "Think I can crash with you tonight? My roommates are working and I really don't want to be alone."

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the corner of his mouth twitching like he was trying to decide if he should keep it light or say what was actually on his mind . it fell somewhere in the middle , " one of the last times i saw something from you was when you messaged the group chat lol yah . " small crack of a smile . now that he was face to face with him , sebastian could only assume just how tired kenjie was answering questions about the gala . by that point he'd probably already talked to zev and others that mattered in the grand scheme of nocturne affairs , " i was going to text you asking if you were good , si sorry for probably adding to the annoying wave of people asking , but are you GOOD ? " sebastian said leaning forward slightly on his elbows , he waved a hand almost dismissally . " order for yourself just put it on my tab , i'm not going to be responsible for ordering something you hate on accident . "

kenjie spots the familiar face. sebastian. he waves back half awkwardly as he strolls up casually to him and sits next to him at the bar. just like they were old friends catching up. “you going to order me a drink, buttercup or just stare at me like i have ketchup on my shirt or somethin’?” he asks, though he does check his shirt, just to make sure he didn’t have anything spilled down the front of him. everyone was looking at him differently since the gala. fuck. he thought that madness was over for a while. “you’re actin’ like we’re strangers, what’s up? spill out your questions, sweetheart.”

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PARKS AND RECREATION 7.04 – leslie and ron

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“She’s not crying over you anymore, you know?“ “I know,” he replied. “You never should’ve left. She would’ve done anything for you.” He pondered for a moment, and then looked back at his friend. There was a twinge of sadness inside him, and he could feel it. “She deserves better. She always has.”

— D.N. // excerpt from a book i’ll never write #14 (via hachiwrites)

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JACK O'CONNELL

Man About Town, 2024

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀location ; ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀for ; closed for ( @wasdaring ) .ᐟ

the cheap pair of sunglasses she’d dubbed adequate eye protection kept sliding down her nose . not that it mattered at that current moment it was food time . it was almost comical , she was posted up at the little umbrella-covered table outside the café where she was working for the day , her face splattered with a constellation of spray paint freckles in varying shades and her hands still coated in streaks of spray paint with the sandwich begging to be eaten sat in front of her . she sat there for a beat , holding her hands aloft , the gears visibly turning behind her eyes as she tried figure out her next move . wiggling her fingers helplessly , and then turned just slightly to glance at the table behind her where someone else sat . " pssst , " what a glorious attempt at getting someones attention . " wanna have a soul-bonding moment and help a girl out ? "

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀location ; naomi's art studio .ᐟ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀for ; grayson ( @grraycole ) .ᐟ

he was irina’s friend , first and foremost . but in naomi’s world , that was more than enough to earn a provisional stamp of approval . any friend of a friends was , by default , folded into naomi’s orbit . call it naivety , or maybe just a stubborn kind of optimism , but he seemed harmless enough and more that trustworthy enough to have in her studio . she hadn't told him what they were going to be doing , partly because she wasn't even sure when she had told him he was welcome to come . holding his forearm steady with one hand the other wrapped around a paint marker . fingers already stained in the varying shades already used . delicate green vines along with flowers of varying shades of blue and red filled the space of skin . it was temporary and it was maybe to try the new brand , but it was still something important to her . " stop squirming . " she said scrunching up her nose as she glanced up at him . " please . "

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀location ; valentine's abode .ᐟ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀for ; valentine ( @valentinexhart ) .ᐟ

the steady , rhythmic tap of her pen against the back of the couch filled the quiet room , a soft metronome marking time as she waited for the other to re-emerge . her sketchpad lay open beside her, pages scattered with loose doodles and faint linework , something that vaguely resembled the skyline from valentine’s penthouse view . she shifted in her seat , arms now draped over the back of the couch , chin resting on the cushion as she let out a quiet huff . she enjoyed the other femme's company , it wasn't her fault naomi didn't know how to exist in idle . " hey val ? " she finally called out , " can i borrow your hand when you come back ? "

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀location ; random sidewalk in the park .ᐟ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀status ; closed for ( @burningxheaven ) .ᐟ

coffee in one hand , her phone in the other , and new easels under her arm . it was a disaster waiting to happen but she couldn't take her eyes off her phone when she was trying to play catch up with what was going on in new york . apparently she should never go out of town again . the whole city was apparently on the verge of imploding or something . raising her coffee to her lips she caught the others shadow before collision and was able to avoid it , " shit . that could've been bad . sorry . all this the veil stuff is crazy . " and apologetic smile for an accident that had been avoided was offered to the other .

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KAREN FUKUHARA 2024 Golden Globes Portraits

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✧ ೃ༄ task 002 : socialite ; naomi maeda public profile mostly posting her travels , art endeavors , museum visits , and her large consumption of pastries when in other places .

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" i was going to ask if the police pulled you into a room yet . " sebastian started a laugh leaving his lips , as he picked up another fry . shooting someone seemed a far cry from archer's style , it seemed a little more something he himself would do . " well that's something . she must think a certain kind of way if she did that . or felt guilty it was her brother that punched you . " he finished popping the fry into his mouth something of a smile tugging at his features . " it's not like i showed up to some shady hotel room or anything — so no chance for a hansen moment , " sebastian said with a short, barked laugh. " but ... it was nice , meeting them in person . just to confirm they were real and not ai or something . " " it went ... well " there was a beat as he thought for a moment , " wellish ? " he shifted in his seat his expression softening some , " we talked a moment over the hors d'oeuvres . she had her date to get back to . "

"You're telling me..." Archer shakes his head in disbelief as if it were so far-fetched he could hardly believe it himself. "Of course, you can guess who the cops wanted to question first." As if he'd ever retaliate to something in such a violent manner, that simply wasn't his style. "Sure, I was pretty annoyed to get a fat shiner, but... You know, she tended to my wound, so I'd say it was well worth it." Abandoning his beverage, Arch slouches back against the vinyl, attention falling completely on Sebastian as he began to regale him with his events of the evening. "Not you meeting a stranger from the internet! Did Chris Hansen show up?" It was an unsavory joke, but it caused a dry chuckle to rumble in the depths of his throat. But any gleam of amusement swiftly slipped from his features. "Oh shit. How was that? If you're good with talking about it, of course." Archer wasn't certain what happened with Seb and his ex, and he'd never pried. If he wanted to speak on it, he would.

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" i’ve only gotten ten words out and you’re already telling me to cut my shit . " he said , the corners of his mouth twitching upward into a grin . " has to be a new record or something . " the laugh that followed was easy , a welcome break from the weight of where they were and everything was and everything that had been in the short span of time . there was still tension , everyone was still holding there breath . the veil was still hiding . sebastian twirled his keys around his finger , casual in posture but clearly waiting . holding his spot by the door , not pushing , not rushing , " i should be the one saying that , only came around to get you . " " need help with anything ? or want me to stop for food anywhere , i'll buy . "

the green light had finally been provided, and like true adrian fashion, the early bird got the worm. dressed in a change of clothes received not long after his triage into st. john's, nestled next to a heap of discharge paperwork unceremoniously piled beside him, adrian patiently, inaudibly, cunningly anticipated sebastian's arrival. tearing viridescent irises away from the small, dark font text printed along blank sheets, he offered the fellow assassin a kindred smirk as acknowledgement. "ready whenever you are," he nodded towards his bag holding a variety of belongings and essentials, arm meticulously hampered against his chest. "and don't drag this shit out, alright? i already know you were planning on it so i'm letting you know now." he was no stranger to sebastian's teasing, constantly cracking jokes at the expense of others in spite of lighthearted tendency, though adrian was a little more sore on the subject as of currently.