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Dev Patel Beijing International Film Festival // April 18, 2017

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victor   is   an   artist   first   &   foremost   ,   having   been   introduced   to   the   piano   when   he   was   a   young   boy.   he   couldn't   afford   lessons   during   his   childhood   ,   so   he   mainly   would   play   whenever   a   piano   was   available   to   him   ,   so   his   playing   was   a   bit   shoddy   until   his   father's   business   suddenly   brought   them   fortune.   once they moved to their mansion , he was given a grand piano to practice with & while he still isn't perfect , he's greatly improved. he   also loves   to   sketch   &   draw   at   any   given   opportunity   ,   &   is   a   lover   of   poetry   &   romantic   stories , which he partakes in privately in his room where his mother can't judge or scold him.   he   is   also   fond   of   the   study   of   insects   &   has   read   quite   a   few   books   on   the   study   of   entomology.

in   modern   day   ,   victor   is   studying   zoology   with   a   focus   in   entomology   ,   all   while   hiding   himself   away   from   the   public   eye   now   that   his   father's   business   has   boomed   overnight.   he   attends   art   clubs   &   concerts   as   well   concealed   as   he   can   be   &   he   tries   to   appear   as   if   he   enjoys   his   solitude   ,   but   in   reality   he's   actually   very   lonely.

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fun   halloween   activities   my   muses   will   do.

passing   out   candy   while   in   costume   :   lydia   ,   whiskey   ,   loid   ,   newt   ,   barbara   ,   mr.   miyagi   ,   rhaenys   ,   professor   u.

passing   out   candy   not   in   costume   :   marta   ,   christian   ,   mako   ,   hot   priest   ,   reed   ,   janet   ,   johnny.

carving   pumpkins   :   the   creature   ,   milo   ,   hannah.

scaring   /   killing   people   :   debbie   ,   dean.

helping   with   costumes   :   sally   ,   howl   ,   stacey.

tells   spooky   stories   :   wednesday   ,   desmond   ,   daniel.

goes   to   halloween   parties   :      john   ,   gillian   ,   theo.   

trick   or   treats   :   grogu.

too   scared   to   do   anything   for   the   holiday   :   victor   ,   marshall.

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reminder that milo is very hot. thank you.

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imagine   milo   is   going   on   about   something   he's   passionate   about to you   &   when he turns to look at you , he   stops   yapping suddenly because   he   realizes   that   you   really   are   listening to him   &   also because   you're   beautiful   /   handsome in this light & maybe you always have been but he never took time to truly appreciate it before.   :3

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the   linguist   watches   in   wonder   as   kida   explores   his   small   little   apartment   in   washington   d.c.   ,   enamored   as   she   looks   over   every   little   scrap   of   paper   on   his   desk   ,   forever   curious   by   how   he   managed   to   live   in   such   a   cramped   &   small   space.   coming   back   here   after   living   with   the   princess   in   atlantis   has   been   a   bit   of a jarring   experience to   say   the   least.   it's   hard   to   compete   with   the gorgeous lost city   now   that   he's   settled   there   for   a   couple   of   months   ,   but   it   did   feel   nice   to   be   back   home   &   it's   a   great   opportunity   to   introduce   kida   to   some   of   his   colleagues   &   friends.   milo   sighs   ,   smiling   as   the   princess   begins   to   pet   his   cat   ,   fluffy   ,   who   had   been   so   graciously   been   kept   under   the   great   care   of   mister   whitmore   until   recently.   if   only   she   knew   what   i   had   planned   ,   he   thought.   gosh   .   .   .   will   she   even   say   yes   when   he   asks   her   ? will she even understand ?

kida   picks   up   one   of   fluffy's   toys   ,   a   little   cat   dangler   with   a   mouse & feathers   on   the   end   ,   eyeing   it   with   both   curiosity   &   confusion.   ❝   what   am   i   supposed   to   do   with   these   ?   ❞   setting aside his thoughts & anxieties   ,   milo   laughs   &   is   quick   to   join   kida   on   the   couch.   gently   ,   he   takes   the   toy   from   her   &   dangles   it   before   fluffy   who   is   quick   to   begin   batting   at   it   ,   happily   purring   as   her   paws   reach for the ever moving toy   ,   milo   occasionally   letting   the   dangler   get   closer   so   she   can   gnaw   at   the   mouse   for a   bit.   ❝   it's   one   of   her   favorite things.   you   just   dangle   it   out   for   her   &   just   .   .   .   play.   you   know   ,   let   her   try   to   catch   it.   ❞   he   turns   to   kida   ,   leaning   in   to   press   a   gentle   kiss   to   her   cheek   before   handing   the   dangler   over   to   her.   ❝   you   wanna   give   it   a   try   ?   you   know   , fluffy   .   .   .   she's   a   tough   gal   to   please.   really   attached   to   me.   seems   like   she's   taken   a   liking   to   you   &   trust   me   ,   that's   no   easy   feat.   ❞   he   smiles.   ❝   but   then   again   ,   who   wouldn't   like   you   ?   you're   so   easy   to   like   ,   kida.   you're   .   .   .   kinda   amazing   ,   actually.   ❞

˗ˏˋ     ᵈʳᵃᶠᵗ·     milo   thatch   ﹕   portal   2   prompts.   featuring @satellitewar   as   princess   kida.

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many   seem   to   think   that   because   of   the   medium's   sarcastic   &   usually   morbid   sense   of   humor   ,   miss   lydia   deetz   usually   preferred   basking   in   her   own   solitude   rather   than   convening   with   strangers.   it's   an   easy   thing   to   assume   ,   as   the   medium   was   always   in   the   background   of   any   event   she   was   ever   dragged   to   ,   often   seen   nursing   a   drink   as   her   thoughts   drifted   off   to   more   melancholy   ideals   ,   her   only   friends   whom   she   loved   more   than   anything   in   the   world   having   long   since   passed   this   realm   of   the   living.   despite   all   this   ,   lydia   deetz   has   come   to   learn   that   she   isn't   as   fond   of   the   quiet   as   many   would   once   believe   her   to   be   &   now   that   she's   reached   a   certain   age   &   with   the   sudden   &   surprising   passing   of   her ex - husband , richard   ,   perhaps   it's   time   to   give   her   dark   room   some   company   &   open   herself   up   to   some   semblance   of   vulnerability.   astrid   was   passive   about   this   idea   ,   though   it's   not   surprising   as   she   can't   ever   fathom   accepting   anyone   her mother dates that   isn't   her   own   father.   eventually   ,   with   some   help   from   delia   ﹙   well   ,   it's   not   really   help   when   your   step   mother   actually   sets   up   your   dating   profile   on   raya   without   asking   ﹚   ,   lydia   made   that   leap   into   the   dating   sphere   with   barely   a   splash   ,   now   forced   to   wade   through   a   sea   of   sharks   who   only   wanted   her   due   to   her   celebrity   status   or   money.   at   one   point   she   was   about   to   give   up   on   the whole endeavor   ,   as   everyone   showed   their   true   colors   almost   immediately   within   the   first   date   ,   but   then   she   was   thrown   a   lifeline   by   a   strange   ,   yet   charming   man   ━━   a   man   who   seemed   to   have   a   liking   of   the   macabre   as   she   did   ,   yet   was   still   a   respected   member   of   society   ,   a   feat   that   cannot   be   easily   conquered.

jasper   wilde   was   a   name   she   had   heard   in   passing   ,   but   of   course   delia   knew   all   about   him & filled in some details.   already   the   art   mogul   had   approved   of   him   over   rory   ,   the   man   lydia   met   at   the   survival   retreat   when   mourning   richard   ,   &   while   she   did   find   rory   to   be   kind   despite   his   odd   clinginess   ,   she   connected   with   jasper   in   a   way   she   hadn't   with   anyone   in   a   long   time   &   well   ━━   perhaps   it's   safe   to   say   that   she   was   smitten   with   him   almost   immediately.   lydia   doesn't   believe   in   love   at   first   sight   ━━   she   could   never   bring   herself   down   to   the level of   most hopeless   romantics   ,   but   she   can't   deny   the   way   she   feels   when   they   spend   time   together   ,   feeling   a   spark   that   she   had   been   missing   all   her   life   &   never   once   imagined   she'd   ever   feel.   if   the   sixteen   year   old   version   of   herself   could   see   her   now   ,   she   probably   wouldn't   believe   the life she's living.   would   that   ❛   goth   girl   ,   ❜   as   delia   so   kindly   puts   it   ,   be   proud   of   who   she   is   now   ?   lydia   isn't   sure   ,   but   she   probably   wouldn't   have   been   proud   of   who   she   was   a   few   years ago.   at   least   now   she's   doing   a   bit   better   &   actually   happy   ,   which   isn't   an   easy   feat.

wilde   was   kind   ,   but   there   was   a   darkness   that   hung   over   him   ,   something   that   even   lydia's   own   abilities   sensed   ,   but   couldn't   quite   place.   she   had   a   keen   sense   for   most   supernatural   things   ,   but   she   could   only   ever   see   ghosts   &   not   anything   else.   she   felt   as   if   wilde   could   sense   that   she   knew something about him was hidden from her view ,   &   while   their   relationship   grew slowly   overtime   ,   that   shadow   continued   to   loom over them   ━━   the   elephant   in   the   room   that   neither   of   them   wanted   to   bring   up   &   ruin   their   happiness   .   .   .   until   now.   one   night   ,   a   dark   night   ,   one   where   the   moon   hung   high   &   bright   as   ever   ,   wilde   came   by   her   home   ,   wanting   to   speak   to   her   privately.   a   part   of   her   wondered   if   maybe   he   was   ready   to   break   up   with   her   ,   but   even   she   could   sense   that   wasn't   the   case   ,   though   it   did   nothing   to   diminish   her   anxiety   &   fears.   no   ,   he   wanted   to   tell   her   something   . . .   something   serious.   it   had   to   do   with   that   shadow   that   hung   overhead   as   they   began   to   fell   in   love   ,   but   nothing   could   have   prepared   lydia   for   what   wilde   was   about   to   tell   her.

❝   i   want   you   to   understand   something.   i   am   a   monster.   ❞   the   words   are   spoken   so   seriously   &   with   a   hint   of   dread   ,   yet   they   don't   do   much   to   shock   or   phase   the   medium   in   the   slightest.   if   anything   ,   she's   surprised   it's   taken   this   long   for   them   to   speak   on   their   connections   to   the   supernatural   ,   especially   since   she   never   once   spoke   to   him   about   the   time   she   met   beetle   .   .   .   well   ,   that   bio   -   exorcist.   lydia   merely   offers   a   smile   to   her   lover   &   even   manages   to   take   a   step   forward   toward   him   ,   hoping   she   can   ease   his   worries   a   bit   before   they   dive   deeper into the meaning of his words.   ❝   you   act   as   if   i'm   going   to   run   away   the   moment   you   reveal   that   kind   of   thing.   me   ━━   the   ghost   mediator.   ❞   her   smiles   grows   a   bit   more   ,   hands   now   hidden   behind   her   back   as   she   rocks   on   her   heels   ,   trying   to   bring   some   humor   into   this   stressful   situation.   ❝   hey   ,   for   a   monster   ,   you're   not   so   bad   .   .   .      okay   ,   but   jokes   aside   ?   whatever   it   is   that   has   you   worried   ,   it's   not   enough   to   get   me   to   run   away.   i've   dealt   with   my   fair   share   of   demons   in   the   past.   ❞   literal   demons   ,   but   she   doesn't   elaborate   yet.   another   step   forward   ,   this   time   she   manages   to   reach   for   his   hand   ,   a   feat   in   itself   already   , as   she   usually   is   too   shy   to   initiate   touch   like   this.   ❝   you   don't   seem   like   a   monster.   &   if   anything   ,   you're   not   a   monster   to   me.   in   fact   ,   you're   better   than   a   monster.   you're   .   .   .   well   .   .   .   ❞   she   blushes.   ❝   maybe   i   should   let   you   explain   before   i   make   this   more   awkward.   ❞

˗ˏˋ     ᵈʳᵃᶠᵗ·     lydia deetz   ﹕   the menu prompts.   featuring  @unforgive   as   jasper wilde.

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THE MENU (2022) PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the film, adjust as necessary

there is no way to avoid this mess.

tonight will be madness.

we have reached the base camp of mount bullshit.

it's a fucking taco, okay? it can't hurt you.

i guess i'm gonna have to make your decision for you.

please don't smoke.

you're fucking kidding, right?

tell me why you're here.

i want you to understand something. i am a monster.

tonight, everything i'm doing is pure.

i need to know if you're with us or with them.

you can tell us. are we all really dying tonight?

it doesn't work if you live.

those people are idiots.

i'll handle this. just let me handle this.

what the fuck are you saying?

does that make you feel better?

we work as a team.

i told you, you weren't leaving.

how many times have you eaten here in the last five years?

do you wanna know why you're being punished?

where did you go to school?

i'm pretty sure he doesn't even know about your existence.

you're paying him to serve you.

it doesn't really matter whether he likes you or not.

how'd you get out of there?

i'm the one that got away.

you entitled piece of shit!

i am perfectly capable of deciding when i eat, and what.

you haven't touched your food.

that is not what i meant, and you know it.

he's basically insulting you.

i've been stealing money from you.

here, we are family.

[name], do you want my life?

what do you need?

can i help you?

what the hell are these?

how did you get these?

i noticed you didn't ask his name.

what the fuck does it matter?

do you hear it? do you hear the silence?

do you know how fucked you are?

oh, no, that won't be necessary.

you aspire to greatness, but you'll never achieve it.

sorry. you're dying.

unfortunately, i think my eyes were a little bigger than my stomach.

can i get the rest to go?

i don't like your food.

what did you say?

you've taken the joy out of eating.

when i eat your food, it tastes like it was made with no love.

everyone knows love is the most important ingredient.

you're kidding yourself.

this is one of them.

your single purpose on this earth is to serve people food that they might actually like, and you have failed.

the worst part is, i'm still fucking hungry.

you've bored me.

you know my name?

how is it?

maybe there's a spare boat somewhere and we can get out of here.

that was a shock! i didn't see that coming!

you will eat less than you desire and more than you deserve.

you know what i'd really like? a cheeseburger.

please don't say mouthfeel.

thank you for dining with us tonight.

we must embrace the flame. we must be cleansed.

i love you all.

you told them it was my birthday?

it seemed funny about three hours ago.

now that... is a cheeseburger.

accept it. accept all of it.

why didn't you try harder to fight back?

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PORTAL 2 PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the 2011 video game, adjust as necessary

when life gives you lemons, don't make lemonade! make life take the lemons back! get mad! i don't want your damn lemons!

best case scenario, you might get some superpowers. worst case, some tumors.

science isn't about why. it's about why not.

the next test is very dangerous.

before the wright brothers invented the airplane, anyone wanting to fly everywhere was required to eat 200 pounds of helium.

to help you remain tranquil in the face of almost certain death, smooth jazz will be deployed in three... two... one.

please disregard any undeserved compliments.

all right, i've been thinking.

what am i supposed to do with these?

do you know who i am?

oh, i like this guy.

he says what we're all thinking.

you can head on back to your desk.

well, this is the part where he kills us.

hello. this is the part where i kill you.

i know you.

no! i'm not listening! i'm not listening!

you're lying!

you're not just a regular moron. you were designed to be a moron.

i am not! a moron!

now who's a moron?

could a moron do that?

i can't see it though. maybe it fell off.

do you want to go and have a quick look?

are you alive? that's important. should have asked that first.

i'm going to work on the assumption that you're still alive.

i'm just going to wait for you up ahead.

i'll wait one hour.

brilliant! go team!

i think we can put our differences behind us.

hi. so. how are you holding up?

good, that's still working.

here are the test results.

you are a horrible person.

i'm serious. that's what it says.

we weren't even testing for that.

don't be alarmed, all right?

good work getting this far.

i wish i could take it all back. i honestly do.

i'm in space.

if i were ever to see her again, do you know what i'd say? i'd say "i'm sorry." sincerely.

i am sorry. i was bossy and monstrous... and i'm genuinely sorry.

you made it through! well done!

okay, follow me. we've still got work to do.

what's happening?

okay... don't move.

so i've got an idea, but it is bloody dangerous. here we go.

they told me that if i ever turned this flashlight on, i would die.

they told me that about everything.

i don't even know why they bother giving me this stuff if they didn't want me to use it.

look at you, soaring through the air like an eagle.

i'm different!

prometheus was punished by the gods for giving the gift of knowledge to man. he was cast to the bowels of the earth and pecked by birds.

it won't be enough. the answer lies beneath us.

oh, it's dark down here, isn't it?

i'm proud of you.

now we are a family again.

that last test was seriously disappointing.

just work with me.

some of my best friends are actually orphans.

you look ugly in that jumpsuit.

that's not my opinion.

i'll be honest. we're throwing science at the wall here to see what sticks.

no idea what it'll do.

i knew someone was alive in here!

you'll know when the test starts.

oh thank god you're all right.

i thought you were my greatest enemy, when all along you were my best friend.

the best solution to a problem is usually the easiest one.

i'll be honest. killing you? is hard.

i had a pretty good life. and then you showed up.

you know what? you win. just go.

it's been fun. don't come back.

this sentence is false.

to be honest, i might have heard that one before.

you know, i'm not stupid.

i realize you don't want to put me back in charge.

i'm being serious. i think there's something really wrong with me.

we should get our stories straight.

no, we're not stopping!

don't make eye contact, whatever you do.

i feel awful about that surprise.

oh, that's sad. but impressive.

we're running out of time.

you've probably figured it out by now, but i don't need you anymore.

i'm afraid you're about to become the immediate past president of the being alive club.

the square root of rope is string.

okay, what you're doing there is jumping.

you know what? that's close enough.

you saved my bacon.

is this a jailbreak?

the next test is very dangerous.

it's been a long time. how have you been?

i've been really busy being dead. you know, after you murdered me.

you out having yourself a little adventure?

no, don't get up. i'll be right back.

you're unqualified!

what if this hurts? what if it really hurts? oh, i didn't think about that.

get your hands off me!

i can't see a thing! what just happened?

i don't have any bullets.

did you feel that?

you were busy back there.

that's funny. i don't feel corrupt.

i've got an idea! do what it says!

look how small you are down there!

do you have any idea how good this feels?

sorry, fellas. she's married. to science.

let me answer those questions with a question. who wants to make sixty dollars?

yes, all right, okay, this is getting tiresome.

well done. good. aren't you little miss clever. little miss smashy smash.

does it actually make you feel good when you do that?

it's not impressive.

what is this, like a hobby for you now?

i'm beginning to actually take it personally.

it's like an insult to me.

oh, there goes another one.

it's vandalism! it's pure vandalism!

it's just us talking like regular people.

are you going to open this door?

where'd you go? come back!

[wovetalesbye]

nothing like making your ship in the s.ims.

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funny   how   things   have   changed   for   the   two   of   them   ,   once   playing   a   game   of   tag   with   the   intention   to   kill   . only   to   fall   in   love   despite   the   universe   saying   they   shouldn't   be   together.   a   fervent   rule   follower   ,   this   was   one   rule   the   hunter   refused   to   follow   ,   unable   to   resist   the   allure   of   the   vampire   as   they   began   their   surprising   &   intense   romantic   affair   ,   addicted   to   the   taste   of   her   love   &   the   sting   of   her   bite when she drew from him.   they've   continued   their   romance   in   secret   as   best   they   could   ,   but   loid   was   aware   there   would   be   a   time   when   they   would   need   to   have   a   more   serious   discussion   about   their   dynamic.   aside   from   being   a   hunter   ,   loid   is   also   a   human   man   as   well   ━━   doomed   to   age   &   one   day   pass   on   into   the   next   life   ,   leaving   his   immortal   lover   behind   to   mourn   after   another   partner   once   again.   of   course   he   doesn't   want   her   to   suffer   ,   but   what   could   they   do   to   fight   against   time   ?   then   genevieve   presents   him   with   a   possible   idea   ,   one   she   doesn't   straight   out   say   ,   but   she   gives   him   enough   clues   that   he   knows   what   she   means   to   say.

their   hands   clasped   ,   loid   ponders   the   idea   for   a   moment   before   allowing   himself   the   chance   to   speak.   to   become   a   creature   of   the   night   goes   against   everything   he   was   ever   taught   when   becoming   a   hunter   ,   but   things   have   clearly   changed   since   falling   in   love   with   his   intended target.   would   becoming   a   creature   like   her   truly   be   as   bad   as   he   was   once   led   to   believe   ?   he   looks   deep   into   her   violet   eyes   ,   a   gaze   that   can   easily   hypnotize   him   if   he   isn't   too   careful.   ❝   you   wish   to   turn   me   .   .   .   do   i   have   that   right   ?   ❞   loid is   certain   genevieve   can   sense   the   uptick   in   his   pulse   due   to   this   conversation   ,   but   he   doesn't   stray   away   from   her   touch.   in   fact   ,   he   craves   it   ,   gently   stroking   the   top   of   her   hand.   ❝   how   would   that   work   exactly   ?   ❞   curiosity   gets   the   better   of   him   ,   wanting   more   details   before   he   makes   a   decision   that   he   can't   turn   back   from.   ❝   is   it   painful   ?   is   the   transformation   .   .   .   what does it feel like   ?   ❞

watching someone you love and knowing they would someday grow old and die is nothing less than heartbreaking. their relationship was still fresh and young, in the grand scheme of things, but once they had put aside their differences, genevieve had fallen hard and fast for the hunter ( she didn't know how to love any other way ). now that she had come to terms with her feelings, she must face the fact that loid was human — a mortal; someone who could easily be wounded or killed, and taken away from her forever. genevieve sits with loid, holding his hand in both of her own, glancing down upon them and knowing his would someday show wrinkles and vibrant, blue veins. 'do you know that vampires — we bond for life?' lilac eyes glance up at loid, gaze earnest yet somewhat distant. 'when we lose our love, it is like a part of us goes with them. my kind rarely recovers from such a loss,' genevieve knew this from experience — she felt as if she could die after losing rose. loid had shown her that love could regrow, if watered correctly. but if she lost him, too... hands move to rpess loid's palm against her chest, holding it tightly there. 'it is my fear every day that you will die and i will have to live on without you. i do not want to be selfish, but... not having you by my side for eternity seems unbearable,' brows furrow at her own words, eyes meeting his once more. 'do you understand what it is that i am trying to say, mon cher?' @wovetales.

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marta   isn't   used   to   having   people   look   at   her   ,   if   only   because   she   knows   she   isn't   a   flashy   sort   of   person.   in   fact   ,   she   rather   likes   it   that   way   ,   comfortable   to   keep   her   attire   less   fashionable   &   more   on   the   cozy   side   ,   which   benefits   her   greatly   considering   the   cold   weather   they   often   endure   here.   in   a   rare   instance   ,   she   finds   herself   being   watched   by   a   tall   ,   disheveled   looking   gentleman   whom   she's   never   seen   around   here   before   ,   his   soft   yet   mournful   eyes   creating   a   sense   of   pity   in   her   chest   ,   but   it   still   makes   her   uncomfortable   enough   that   she   speaks   out without warning.   as   soon   as   the   words   leave   her   lips   ,   she   regrets   her   reaction   fully   ,   though   he's   quick   to   apologize   right   afterward   ,   which   only   confirmed   that   he   was   staring   at   her.   what   could   it   be   about   her   that   has   him   so   focused   ?   is   this   person   he   mentions   she   reminds   him   of   someone   that   has   long   since   passed ?

❝   i   live   not   that   far   from   here.   my   home   is   on   the   hill   a   few   miles   down.   ❞   it   still   feels   strange   to   call   the   thrombey   residence   her   home   now.   it was   always   a   home   to   her   ,   but   it   feels   less   so   without   harlan   around.   ❝   i'm   sorry   about   .   .   .   the   woman   i   remind   you   of.   ❞   marta   frowns   ,   still   keeping   her   distance.   ❝   i   can   tell   she   means   a   great   deal   to   you   &   you   must   miss   her   ,   judging   by   how   sad   you   seem.   ❞

〆 —  @wovetales  ,    ❝ don't look at me like that.  ❞

                    eyes filled with confusion & disbelief fail to negotiate with reason, refusing to deny the face staring back at him. logic kept him sound, kept him stable & grounded. yet all suppression erupted through the baseline, tensing his entire being as if he was being squeezed tight. he felt trapped in this cycle, this loop that navigates through feelings, memories & truth. he remembers how he felt, he remembers & he knew what had happened. yet nothing stopped him from staring at her the way he did, lost & longing as if the truth of it all would suddenly become false. when she spoke, it took another few moments before he finally broke free from his trance & looked away, staring dead on with shame & frustration. this isn't how he should feel, should he? ❝ sorry. you just remind me of someone ... that's all. where do you come from?  ❞

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whiskey   knows   he's   a   stubborn   asshole   of   a   man   with   a   perchance   to   never   apologize   even   when   he's   wrong   ,   but   what   he   can't   express   in   words   ,   he   finds   that   actions   are   the   next   best   thing   to   really   show   that   he   cares.   the   agent   struggles   to   catch his breath   as   he   lays   beside   his   fellow   partner   in   their now   messy   bed   ,   the   sheets   doing   fuck   all   to   cover   their   naked   bodies   ,   but   frankly   ,   he   prefers   it   this   way.   carol's   got   a   point   ━━   if   their   arguing   over   building   furniture   always   leads   to   a   romp   in   the   hay   ,   then   maybe   all   that   bickering   makes   it   all worth   it   in   the   end.   of   course   ,   the   responsible   part   of   whiskey's   brain   knows   it's   not   healthy   to   actually   let   that   become   a   regular   thing   ,   but   a   man   can   dream   ,   can't   he   ?   especially   when   he   knows   he's   not   givin'   up   on   building   that   damn   furniture   ,   no   matter   how   much   carol   may   try   to   convince   him.   god   damn   ,   she   looks   beautiful   like   this   in   the   dim   light of the bedroom   ,   hair   like   a   halo   around   her   head   as   she   lays   there   all   flushed   ,   a   bit   of   that   cheekiness   he   adores   still   there   ,   even   if   she's   clearly   tired.   how   in   the   hell   did   he   ever   live   on   this   earth   without   her   ?   it   was   definitely   a   lot   more   quiet & damn lonely   ,   &   she   brings   back   the   life   he   thought   he   lost   so   long   ago.

❝   now   darling   ,   you   know   better   than   to   assume   i'm   gonna   give   it   on   a   mission   that   easily   ,   ❞   he   croons   ,   moving   to   kiss   her   cheek   while   strong   fingers   dance   across   her   bare   hip.   ❝   i'm   determined   to   get   something   from   that   damn   company   built   if   its   the   last   thing   i   do   ,   but   for   your   sake   &   mine   ,   i   suppose   i   can   hold   off   just   for   a   little   bit.   ❞   it's   pretty   clear   they   have   no   plans   to   move   for   the   remainder   of   the   evening   ,   even   if   they   probably   should   go   &   prepare   some dinner   soon.   whiskey   sighs   as   he   peers   at   the   clock   on   the   bedside   table   ━━   is   it   really   that   early   in   the   evening   ?   looks   like   it's   gonna   be   a   take   out   night   tonight.   ❝   mmm   .   .   .   despite   the   arguing   &   playful   bickering   ,   playing   house   with   you   is   pretty   fun , manhattan.   ❞   he   sighs   ,   hand   on   her   hip   now   stroking   up   &   down   her   leg   ,   admiring   the   soft   skin   &   gentle   curves   that   quickly   drive   him   crazy   all   over   again.   relax   ,   loverboy   ,   he   thinks   to   himself.   round   two   can   happen   at   any   time.   ❝   you   think   champagne   will   let   us   keep   up   this   gig   for   a   little   while   longer   ?   gettin   kinda   attached   to   callin'   you   my   wife.   makes   me   think   i   should   just   ask   you   to   be   mine   for   real.   cut   the   bullshit   &   make   an   honest   woman outta you   &   all   that.   ❞

˗ˏˋ     ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳˢ      it’s   showtime   ﹕   agent   whiskey   &   featuring   @warbyrds   as   carol   danvers.

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since   things   have   become   much more   serious   between   them   ,   & its   become   a   regular   occurrence   to   have   arra   visit   him   in   his   office   in   between   classes   &   open   office   hours.   there's   just   something   so   wonderful   about   his   gorgeous   girlfriend   popping   in   to   see   him   even   if   its   only   for   a   brief   period   time   ,   always   managing   to   lift   up   his   spirits   &   distract   him   from   the   stack   of   papers   he   needs   to   grade & the lesson plans he has to prep.   being   with   someone   as   sweet   &   patient   as   arra   has   given   the   linguist   more   confidence   to   be   more   comfortable   in   their   relationship.   this   is   his   first   serious   romance   &   he   obviously   wants   it   to   go   well   ,   but   he's   allowing   himself   room   to   learn   &   grow   ,   knowing   the   best   way   forward   is   to   just   be   himself.   after   all   ,   arra   did   fall   in   love   with   him   because   of   his   quirky   charm   &   chatty   behavior   ,   so   there's   no   need   to   change   that   ,   especially   when   she   comments   on   how much she loves it   so   often.   when   arra   arrived   in   the   doorway   ,   posed   in   a   sultry   fashion   that   makes   his   mouth   immediately grow   dry   ,   he   had   the   sudden   urge   to   try   to   be   smooth   to   add   to   the   alluring   situation.   but   ,   as   always   ,   he   somehow   manages   to   fail   &   sound   even   more   nerdy   than   he   usually   does. thankfully   , arra   still   finds   his attempt incredibly   endearing   ,   awarding   him   with   a   hug   that   milo   immediately   accepts & desperately needs.

long   arms   keep   his girlfriend   protected   for   a   moment   as   he   rests   his   head   on   hers   ,   the   embarrassment   over   his   earlier   comments   slowly   fading   away   as   he   focus   solely on   this   moment.   arra   knows   just   how   to   calm   his   heart   and   reassure   him   that   all   his   well.   it's   easy   to   fall   in   love   with   a   woman   like   her   ━━   she   makes   him   feel   so   safe   &   allows   him   to   be   himself   without   any   shame   or   hesitation.   ❝   no   pick   up   lines   ,   got   it.   i   guess   it's   kinda   not   necessary   ,   since   you're   already   in   my   grasp.   ❞   speaking   of   picking   up   ,   milo   grins   as   he   gently   hoists   the   philosophy   professor   up   onto   his   desk   ,   gentle   as   he   rests   her   on   the   hard   surface   with   surprising strength   ,   quickly   encroaching   on   her   space   &   gifting   her   a   soft   kiss   to   her   temple.   ❝   hey   there   ,   ❞   milo   whispers   ,   affectionately   kissing   the   top   of   her   head   before   pulling   away.   ❝   guess   we   were   both   pretty   low   on   one   another   ,   huh   ?   gosh   ,   i've   been   wanting   to   kiss   you   all   day.   ❞   he   sighs , glasses already foggy & smudged.   ❝   is   it   just   me   ,   or   is   today   going   by   extra   slow   ?   feels   sorta   torturous to be honest.   i   would   rather   be   at   your   place   helping   you   cook   dinner   than   teaching   latin   to   a   bunch   of   kids   who   won't   even   actually   grasp   the   language   properly for future use.   ❞

from @wovetales: "oh hey arra, you here for your daily dose of milo?" right as the words come out of his mouth, the linguist cringes, slapping a hand to his cheek and rubbing his face. "okay, never let me try to be sexy ever again, babe. i think i'm just gonna let you be in charge of that from now on."

does he realize he's cute? does he ever take into account how soft his reactions are, how dorky, how safe it feels to be with him when he says things like this? arra is far too used to the worst kinds of men — slimy, grating sex pests who never see the bright lights on inside her head. they see her body and end their interest there, opting instead for fantasies and physical encounters rather than deep discussions and bonding beyond touch. milo is not that. milo, with his minimal experience, round glasses, and chatty nature, has remained consistent with his interest, with his affection-and-conversation first approach. he's refreshing. he's protective. he's tender in the way she dreamed, and humorous in all the ways that make her laugh the hardest.

"how did you know i was running out of milo? i was about to head to the pharmacy and pick up a case. talk to the pharmacist, get my prescription filled. you know how quickly i run out of milo this time of year?" two can play at that game. arra steps up to him and starts kneading his shoulders — she pauses only once to readjust his glasses, which have gone askew on his nose after his hand touched his face. after soothing his embarrassment with a kiss to his nose, she takes both of his arms, slings them around her body, and turns to lean back against his chest. snuggled up in his arms now, her head below his chin, arra sighs. "we need to work on your pick-up lines," she teases. "or just... not use them at all, maybe. i don't need them." arra tilts her head and kisses the underside of his jaw. "you already 'picked me up.'"

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arra and milo, with @wovetales

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PEDRO PASCAL as JACK DANIELS / AGENT WHISKEY Kingsman: The Golden Circle (2017) dir. Matthew Vaughn