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Conflicting Feelings Part 7

June 16th, 2024

It was the last day of filming Deadpool & Wolverine. Ryan and Hugh talked me into stealing my Deadpool suit from the set. Ryan is notorious for stealing his each movie. Hugh decided to be a decent human being and not participate in our antics. Filming was an exciting experience. I didn't participate in much of the press as I wasn't a main character, but my little extra part was fun to film.

To celebrate the end of filming, Ryan and Blake suggested we go out to a wrap party that was hosted by Shawn Levy in Los Angeles. There would be a dance floor, fancy catering, and open bar and music. Hugh and I had now been dating for nine months. Things were going phenomenal and I'm finally seeing him without the mutton chops or old man beard. I loved fresh faced Hugh. With that being said, the press had a frenzy when it was confirmed that Hugh Jackman had a new love interest, especially one that's much younger than he is.

I glanced at myself in the mirror, deciding to go casual for the party, like everyone else. I double checked my jeans and had on my favorite band t-shirt. I straightened my hair, applying black makeup to my eyes giving a smoky look. Hugh also went casual, with jeans and a polo. He came up behind me, kissing my cheek, "Almost ready, love?" He asked sweetly.

I nodded, smiling at him through the mirror, "Whenever you are. I figured wearing the suit probably wasn't a good idea." I said chuckling.

He giggled, "Probably not. I wish they would've let you be Wolverine's variant or even his girlfriend rather than seeing you as Deadpool, but you do look sexy in the suit."

I giggled, spinning around to kiss him as I stood on my tip toes to reach his lips. "Let's go."

We walked hand in hand out of Ryan and Blake's guest house, getting in the car where Ryan and Blake had been waiting on us. Ryan looked, sighing, "Finally. Can you two please stop fucking for like an hour so we can actually show up on time for once?" He jokingly said with a a straight face.

I smirked, "Would it kill you to shut the fuck up sometimes?"

He shook his head, pursing his lips in, "Actually no. I'm literally dead inside, so there's nothing left."

Hugh laughed, "I don't see how Blake puts up with you, mate."

Blake smiled, "It's in the contract. I've only got about 3 more years before I can marry Ryan Gosling."

The car erupted in laughter as we drove to the event. The car ride was about 20 minutes long, thanks to the traffic. It was full of small talk, sarcastic comments and horrible singing. As we arrived to the party, we could hear the base from inside. Hugh grabbed my arm, leading me into the building. As we walked in, we were all greeted by the cast of the movie, along with a few other big name Hollywood celebs.

We casually made small talk and rubbed shoulders with Dwayne Johnson, Zendaya, Zac Efron and a few others while snapping selfies for our Instagram accounts. Hugh and I weren't shy with PDA, but kept it classy. That is...until the drinks started.

We were snuggled up to one another on the couch when Taylor Swift's Karma began blaring through the speakers. I jumped up grabbing Hugh's hand, "Come on baby, I love this song!" I yelled over the music.

He laughed at me, "Steady, you're drunk, beautiful." He said, getting up to join me on the dance floor as I sloppily yelled the words to the song, dancing with him as he danced along giggling at me.

He pulled me into his arms, placing a kiss on my lips, "How much have you had to drink, love?" He asked, smirking down at me.

I shrugged, "I dunno, baby. When you were with Dwayne, Zac and I took a few shots." I giggled, covering my mouth as if I'd just let the biggest secret in the world slip.

He chuckled, "I can tell."

I smirked as my favorite part of the song came on, pointing at him while singing it horribly, "Karma is the guy on the screeeeen, coming straight home to meeeeee!" before pulling him into a sloppy kiss, which made him laugh against my lips, attempting to kiss me back.

He picked me up bridal style, "Let's go sit down, silly."

I giggled, screaming as he surprised me with lifting me up, "Are we getting more drinks, Hughy?"

He shook his head, unable to stop laughing, "Absolutely not, love."

"Aw, you're no fun." I fake pouted.

"You're really showing your age, big guy." Ryan came up behind us, saying sarcastically.

"Mate, she's bloody tanked." Hugh responded, sitting me down on the chair.

Ryan smirked, "Me too, girlfriend." he said, winking at me.

Hugh shook his head at our antics, per usual. He'd have fun, but not too much fun. He was always the more responsible one in our friend group.

I went to stand up again as another song started all to be met with the room beginning to spin. "Hugh, Ryan, I'm gonna, I think I'm gonna-" I stammered before projectile vomiting on the floor.

"Party foul!" I heard Ryan and Zac drunkenly yell.

I quickly wiped my mouth and darted towards the bathroom with Hugh fast behind me on my heels, pushing the door open for me as I ran to the nearest toilet and began puking again.

"I am never drinking like this ever again." I said with a strained voice as he held my hair.

Hugh chuckled, "It's alright, love. You did drink a lot. I know you had two whiskeys, then whatever shots you and Zac had."

I put my finger up towards him, "Goddamnit, I can fucking taste the Jagermeister again. Stop talking about the shots." I said, placing my head back down towards the toilet bowl trying to contain myself.

He held my hair and rubbed my back soothingly, "Do you need a water or anything?'

"I love you." I stammered, completely ignoring his question.

He smiled, "I love you too, baby girl. Do you need anything?" He asked lovingly.

"If she called you, would you go back to her?" I asked.

He looked at me, furrowing his brows, "Who?" He asked.

I narrowed my eyes, "Deb. The woman you were married to for 27 years."

He looked at me for a moment, "Baby, Deb is gone. Her and I had a great go, but it didn't end well."

I rolled my eyes, drunkenly starting to tear up, "But if she called, would you!?" I said, raising my voice.

His voice was stern, "No, I wouldn't." Noticing the tears in my eyes, his voice softened, "I'm yours, sweetheart. I'm all yours. You have nothing to worry about, I promise."

I sat back leaning my head against his chest as he ran his fingers through my now messy hair, "I'm holding your hair as you vomit into a toilet. I'm not going anywhere. I am so in love with you, beautiful. Deb's moved on, I wish her the best, but I've also moved on."

I looked up as if I were a small child asking an adult for the truth, "You swear?" I looked at him with sad eyes.

He nodded, kissing my forehead, "I swear. Let's go back to Ryan's and clean up." He said, standing, helping me to get my bearings back.

As we walked through the area everyone was hanging out, I noticed the vomit had been cleaned up. Ryan and Zac ran up to me checking on me, as Hugh told them we were heading back so I could sober up, clean up and lay down. We said our goodbyes as Blake and Ryan joined us to head out. I rested my head on Hugh's lap in the backseat as we made the 15 minute commute back to Ryan and Blake's house.

Once we made it back to their house, Hugh helped me into the house and up the stairs. He helped me shower, washing my hair and helping me with washing my body. He watched me as I brushed my teeth. "You good, love?" He asked, leaning against the doorway.

I nodded, "I'm good. I've sobered up a bit now." I chuckled, setting the toothbrush back on the sink before gargling with mouthwash.

Removing my towel, I changed into one of Hugh's t-shirts and some sweats. I saw him lay in bed, in his boxers as I made my way over, scooting into bed beside him. He opened his arms to me as I slid over, resting my head on his chest, placing my hand on his abdomen.

"I never thought I'd be so happy to be back in Ryan Reynold's bed." I said sarcastically.

He chuckled, "You feeling better?"

I nodded, closing my eyes, "Much." I yawned, inhaling the scent of his body wash.

He kissed my head, "Good. Get some sleep, baby." He smiled, reaching over to turn the bedside lamp off.

Days had gone by since we had our wrap party. That next morning, I'd woken up hungover as hell, still sick. I didn't think anything of it since I had drank so much, but as the days went on and the sickness continued, I started to grow anxious and extremely paranoid. We were now back in New York City, back home. I sub-rented my condo considering we spent months in LA and there was no point in continuing to pay rent somewhere I wasn't staying. Considering I had a tenant, Hugh told me to move into his house.

Hugh was out on his morning bike ride as I stood in the bathroom staring at my phone. I was completely at a loss. I decided to pick up the phone and call Ryan. He and Blake were back home in New York, letting their rental in LA go as we'd wrapped filming.

"What's up, baby child?" His voice yelled through the phone.

Baby Child was something Ryan annoyingly called me considering I was the youngest of the group. I was 26, Blake was 36, Ryan was 47 and Hugh was 55, so I was 'Baby Child'. Cue the eye roll.

I chuckled, "Are you with Hugh?" I asked.

"Nope. He's not here." He simply said. "Why, what's up?" He asked, curiously.

I sighed, "I've got something to tell you."

His voice got serious, which was unlike him, "Is everything okay?" He asked, growing concerned.

I took a deep breath, "I'm pregnant."

He gasped, "What? You mean to tell me that old fucker's swimmers still swim?!" He exclaimed.

I laughed, "That's seriously your reaction?"

He chuckled, "Why do you not sound happy about this?" He asked.

I shrugged, as I walked into the living room window that overlooked the city, "Because I'm not." I said with a sigh.

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3416 · 7 months ago

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HIS HAIRRRRRR...... HIS BEAUTIUFL FACE....... GOD I AM SMOOCHING THE SCREEEEEN

#mitch marner #I FUCKING LOVE U BRO #ANNOYED N SAYING HE CAN PLAY W ANYONE. REITERATING THAT THE MEDIA SUCK N ILYA IS GREAT #HES HAPPY TO BE BACK. i am so happy hes back #need him back on top line immediately GOD FUCK i missed hi

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conscbgb · 2 months ago

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I know what's coming next...😏

I NEED THEM BACK ON MY TV SCREEEEEN!!

#first kanaphan #khaotung thanawat #first khaotung #thai actors #the heart killers #gmmtv actors

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murfpersonalblog · 5 months ago

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IWTV S2 Ep4 Musings - Random (Spoilers)

IWTV's the type of show you need SEVERAL hours to unpaack--this is just the odds & ends I don't have as much to comment on. (I've queued five Ep4 musings for this evening, that are way more character/plot-heavy.)

Go AWF, Eglee! (Now I get why she lunged at Celeste like that--she was after Eglee's man!)

If someone don't get this Bilbo Baggins lookin arse ghoul TF off Louis' case--!

Sure, Mr. I Do Not Consider Myself Abused.

I hope they do, Louis, I'm not even joking. I'd love to see a whole new wave of TVC-based academia come out in AMC's wake. There's A LOT to chew on.

Get this pretty bish off my dang screeeeen.

At first I thought Daniel was referring to Lestat here, but Les isn't Lou's biographer. But I guess he meant because Les was commenting so much on everything in Louis' life at that time.

That cuck chair cost 10 million dollars, Armand.

I feel SO bad for him, if he didn't realize HOW MUCH Lestat was around--I KNOW Louis hallucinated Les while they were banging. 😬

😱

🤦

Daniel, you gigantic unmitigated MORON. 🤦 WHYYYYYYY would you reveal your hand like that?! This dude is SLIPPING. 😩

So Loumand kept dead victims saran-wrapped (bleh) in their flat, and let Daniel just stroll on in--"don't be afraid, just start the tape." No wonder Daniel called it a "dump."

Who's being reported missing/dead on the news? What's Armand mean by that being "enterprising/fascinating"? Daniel's penchant for following the scoop on gritty gory crimes?

But then Armand implied that in high school Daniel raped a girl and made her wear a paper bag over her head so he wouldn't have to look at her, not caring when she cried. 😱 And it was that "splinter of coldness in you" that made him fascinating to Armand. GOD. Anne Rice would be proud.

Louis look ready to reach over and wring Daniel's neck. 😅

Bienecke Library in New Haven is at Yale--they collect rare books & stuff. Lemme find out the Talamasca's posted up there. "Post-war reconstruction of Paris"--that's good, nice work, COLLECT YOURSELF.

Psst! I wouldn't touch that, knowing where it's been. 🤢🐀🐀🐀

Not this knockoff Lestat strutting around in housecoats. 😂

😨 I'm boycotting AMC & cancelling my AMC+ subscription.

So Loumand/Armand's art dealing was Louis' thing initially--I like it! He needs a job. I can imagine him at Sothebys or Christies or something.

If only Armand knew Florence told Louis "Don't come back, fragile son...." Louis and Marius both managed to capture the soul of Armand in art--I need to lay down.

THIS CREEP'S TRYNA STEAL ARMAND'S PHOTO! 😱 What a wanker! Literally! Dang, even in the 1940s Armand's not safe from pervs! 😩

Is this thievin pervin swindlin a-hole tryna warn MY Louis!?

(YES, actually, Louis; you DO.) Was it that Alois creep? Did Lou EVER have the correct photos? Is there a Talamasca mole in the archival staff? (Is it Rashid, LOL?) Or, god forbid, Alderman Fenwick was right all along (boo!): "You're a dumb pimp who got robbed blind years ago." A SPY'S afoot!

The jumpscares this episode are RELENTLESS! That startled me! 😅 And OUCH about the ageism. (NO ONE stood around clutching their pearls when Armand chokeslammed a little Black girl not THIRTY SECONDS AGO, but suddenly everyone's aghast that Armand hemmed up this old buffoon?!)

The SOUND I just made. XD

The coup's already happened--Loumand just doesn't know it yet. U_U

#interview with the vampire #iwtv season 2 spoilers #iwtv tvc metas #iwtv spoilers #the hype is real #must see tv

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toytoriyadorm · 2 years ago

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WUAGQUEG hi i lobe him sm

A pretty calm and laidback student of Toytoriya, Jol seems like the guy who lives in his own world and doesn’t care about what’s going on around him. But some already know it’s a misconception. After all, he wouldn’t be in charge of the dorm’s security for sleeping on the job. Some students swear they can’t shake off the feeling like Jol can watch them with his eyes closed…

Name: Jol Kimboll ( last name pronounced [KIM-bol] )

Twisted from: Monkey [Toy Story 3]

Gender: Male

Age: 18

Height: 165 cm

Homeland: Small town in the Land of Pyroxene

Year: 3rd

Dorm: Toytoriya @toytoriyadorm

Club: Light Music Club

Favourite Subject: Music

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Other Names: Tattletale (students that got caught by him) (suggestions are welcome, we guess aghfshg) Orientation: Aromantic Asexual Hobby: Listening to music Likes: Napping Dislikes: Troublemakers Favourite Food: Lemonade Hated Food: Anything spicy Specialty: Perfect pitch

Personality

Jol is the kind of chill and laidback person you’d expect to see hanging around aimlessly and doing nothing. And while, yes, he takes things easy most of the time and naps in the back of the class, Jol is incredibly attentive - he just doesn’t show it. Jol has this skill of paying attention to small details, to all whispers he hears around him, without anyone realizing. Nobody would think you’re staring AT them when you’re known for staring blankly into a wall.

It also helps Jol’s reputation that he’s usually silent. And whenever he does speak, it’s a soft whisper. Jol likes this image of himself and tries to maintain it. Nevertheless, he is perfectly able to keep a scary aura around himself or give you a death glare if you wrong him in some way. He’d never engage in an actual confrontation (neither physical nor verbal), of course, but he will tell on you to an authority figure.

UM: Eyes in the Sky - Allows the user to see and hear what’s going on in a certain location from a high angle. When using this spell, the user is vulnerable in a sense that they don’t see or hear what’s going on around them.

Fun Facts 🥁 - Jol used to play villainous roles on the stage and was incredibly good, especially with ones involving maniacal laughter. He stepped down from acting when he lost his voice (it’s back now, don’t worry).

- He got approached by several important show business people offering him a great future in acting, but Jol decided to wait until graduation - he wants to enjoy the childish experience of Toytoriya as long as he can.

- Jol also think that Zackery’s got real potential and acts as an old evil mentor to him. Jol says the reason he stopped acting is because he can’t possibly compare to Zackery.

- Now Jol works behind the scenes providing special effects (light and sound).

- Plays drums in the Light Music Club.

- Jol’s parents put a lot of faith into him and taught him that connections are everything.

- His UM makes it fairly easy to keep an eye out for students sneaking in or out, which he does. Late into the night. Hence the eye bags and napping habits.

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Playlist

✰ Creepin’ Towards the Door - Grifinilla

✰ We All Have Fears - The Cog is Dead

✰ Suspender Man - Steam Powered Giraffe

✰ Bust Your Knee Caps - Pomplamoose

✰ Play - Finding Neverland The Musical

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#CLAWS AT THW SCREEEEEN #I LOVE HIS LOOK…giving night shift vibes FR😭😭😭#HE DOESNT SPEAK MUCH…I see #can’t wait for interactions TEEHEE…#twisted wonderland #twst oc #twst #twisted wonderland oc #jol kimboll #toytime.txt

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