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Kezia Cook

#( all the riches won't mean anything. / addie. )

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i got out of bed, but for what? to do other people's jobs? boo!

it's my birthday & all i want is to not get out of this bed & have to pretend to work. adulthood gets better with every passing year, doesn't it? 🙄

#( ooc. / mobile. ) #( i'm def clocking out and napping asap lmao ) #( i'm such an old lady )

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Corrina, Corrina (1994) — dir. jessie nelson

#( don't waste your time. the boy's bad news. / bea and roman sionis. ) #( verse. / got a curse i cannot lift. )

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MISS CONGENIALITY (2000) dir. Donald Petrie

#( if it wasn't for your kindness i think I might be dead. / lou and skip delancey. )

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it's my birthday & all i want is to not get out of this bed & have to pretend to work. adulthood gets better with every passing year, doesn't it? 🙄

#( ooc. / mobile. )

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same joey, same

FRIENDS 7.02: “The One With Rachel's Book"

#( coast to coast been avoiding all your phone calls. / nora. )

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It had all happened so fast, or at least, that was how it felt to her. One minute they're having a nice time and the next--

There was really no thoughts beyond ensuring her friend was safe. The rest was impulse, perhaps spurred on by past trauma. Lou wasn't about to break that down now; there was work to be done.

Once back at her place, tucked away safe from any prying eyes or possible questions, Lou led Zach into her home, living room first. Small table light snapped on, dimly illuminating the scene and themselves. The poor soul before her looked the way she should feel; frightened, worried, anxious, confused. But she lacked that. She lacked any real feeling other. Everything was automatic.

She approached her friend slowly, figuring that any quick movement may further traumatize him, one hand gently guiding him by the arm toward the bathroom. Once inside, she started the shower, setting it to a good temperature before turning to him and finally speaking.

"We've got to clean up." Her button-up flannel was halfway down her arms when the words left her. "Get undressed. I need those clothes to burn them." She motioned for him to get to business, follow her lead, but in a moment of, she didn't know, maybe humanity, Lou met his eyes. "Sorry."

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To put it nicely, Zach wasn't the best at making friends or even being nice to strangers to have a little conversation with them. He took no hints, almost always too busy minding his business to interact with others. There were times, however, when Zach was lucky enough to meet someone by a total accident and got to talk with them long enough to become friendly towards them, before he even noticed. Not that he was a grump, pushing everyone away or biting when they got (too) close, but it looked like in order to make a connection he needed to be adopted by someone.

Whether it was something Lou planned or not, she was one of those people who made Zach stick around longer. It had to be at least partly because of Lou's job and her car – the two things they could actually talk about without having to fake anything, and when the blue-haired man realized he might have made a friend, he was surprised it came so naturally, without awkward moments. Maybe that's just how people function and it's no miracle. Well, it definitely was one for him, though.

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It was supposed to be one of those uneventful evenings. Knowing that he would still find Lou at The Vinyl Countdown at this hour, Zach dropped by on his way home to say hi, and the two decided to hang out a bit before they parted ways. Nothing out of the ordinary, not even a single controversial comment about a music band or how much milk in coffee was too much. Just a boring evening spent with a friend.

How on Earth have they ended up like this, then, covered in red splatters and frantically closing Lou's door behind them, hurrying before anyone could see them? They were lucky it was late enough for the streets to be rather empty and that they hadn't run into anyone, because there was no way they could convince another person it was nothing. But within the safety of Lou's home's walls, things still didn't get any better. Zach wasn't freaking out not because it would be so out of character for him, but mostly because he was too shocked to process all the events and react in any way.

But who wouldn't be traumatized by seeing a friend unexpectedly pull out a knife and stab an aggressive man at least twice her size, and then having to ditch the motionless body somewhere to buy themselves some time. It made Zach feel nauseous when the same scene replayed in his head in great detail. What was even worse, he knew he most likely could have protected Lou and himself from the guy, but there was nothing he could have done to prevent that horror from happening as long as he didn't see it coming. And, to be fair, there was no way Zach could have predicted Lou's reaction to the stranger's provocation and protect the man from her.

Without a word, he stepped farther into the dark unfamiliar room, running both bloodied hands through his hair with a deep breath to calm himself down. Asking if she was okay or what she thought they should do now sounded unnatural and forced; whoever put such lines in movies was horrible at their job. He wanted to know why she reacted the way she did, but the question waited for the right moment, too. Zach stood there in silence for what felt like ages, until he turned to Lou at some point and the realization that their clothes were covered in the stranger's blood finally sank in.

#reevezs #( reevezs: zach ) #( all her life she's bound to lose. / lou. ) #( i've got to come up with a good verse for this! )

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As she awoke, blinking the sleep from her eyes, Leona followed the touch of her lover to his face, smiling softly up at him. They'd been spending a great deal of time together as of late and while it was incredible for her ego and outlook on life, she worried it was beginning to feel a little to real to her. She recognized this was a gig for Astarion, that was always clear in theory, but she couldn't help the way her feelings grew for him each time they wound up here together.

Perhaps he was just that good at his job.

"No." She shook her head as an answer and to dissipate the remainder of the slumber from her mind, lifting herself up on her elbows. "How long have you been awake? Hopefully not long enough to hear me snore or see me drool or something embarrassing like that..."

Admiring Leona as she slept, twisted and tangled up in silken sheets, felt bittersweet as Astarion quietly pulled his clothes back on. The temptation to lay there for another hour or so was hard to resist, but the longer he laid awake at her side, the more time his mind had to fill itself with cruel notions. Making love to her may feel so different, but he could not form an attachment. It would just make complicate things. If they weren't already...

When the woman began to stir, Astarion paused and found his mask of a smile to hide any complex thought or feeling. Reaching over, he brushed a stray lock of heir from her face. "Did I wake you, darling?"

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#spicyundead #( nothing good ever comes without a fight. / leona. ) #( closed verse. / who will you be for me? )

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dreams make good stories, but everything important happens while we're awake. -Feyd for Brad

DUNE ONTO OTHERS... | accepting! ( @impercre )

"Hmph." In no mood for this conversation, Bradford sighs, tsks, and rolls his eyes, sitting up from his formerly prone position. "In dreams though, we can do whatever we want, be whomever we want. Can't say the same for when we're awake..."

#impercre #( impercre: feyd ) #( gonna raise the stakes. / brad. ) #( verse. / fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. ) #( he's feeling some kind of way. )

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"Let's get you out of the sun." @Bullet

DUNE ONTO OTHERS... | accepting! ( @benreillyscarletspider )

"Yes, LET'S, before I fuckin' burn to a goddamn crisp out here."

#benreillyscarletspider #( the beautiful thieves no one suspects at all. / bullet. ) #( verse. / gave me a life i never chose. )

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( @eversolo | @beefsolo liked & Shaun's come out to play )

"I just have one question: What in the FUCK, dude?"

#eversolo #beefsolo #( ic. / closed starter. ) #( never been good at growing up. / shaun. ) #( verse. / tragedy bound looking for clues. ) #( lksjdlfkjsfd ) #( since this is just for a one-liner i wasn't gonna throw leona at ben. )

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( @kojiscorner liked & Bucky's come out to play )

"You should probably get lost; things are about to get pretty MESSY."

#kojiscorner #( ic. / closed starter. ) #( it always ends in a fight. / bucky. ) #( verse. / you know the words. ) #( for whomever you're feeling! )

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( @backedagainstthewall liked & Vera's come out to play )

"How'd you get into this line of work anyway? Like how does one become... Well, whatever you call this?"

#backedagainstthewall #( ic. / closed starter. ) #( start to push break your own glass ceiling. / vera. ) #( verse. / the traffic wrote the words. )

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❝ I am on nobody’s side, because nobody is on my side. ❞ (for Rogue)

WHOA, THIS IS HEAVY. | accepting! ( @psyknife )

Well... that sucks. Rogue knew this would be an uphill battle, she'd prepared herself a bit for that, but it still hits like a fist to hear.

"Hey... I know it may seem that way... Listen, I really know. Personal experience an' all, but ya got folks here who'll have your back. It's just... gonna take a little time to get to know ya is all. The real you."

It sounds like a cop-out, she's all too aware, but it's the best Rogue has to offer at the moment. Except a leap of faith.

"And for what it's worth, ya got me."

#psyknife #( ain't that just peachy. / rogue. ) #( verse. / you know the words. )

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"I dreamt about you." @Farah

DUNE ONTO OTHERS... | accepting! ( @benreillyscarletspider )

"Oh?" Farah's interest was certainly piqued and it showed with how they turned their whole body toward Ben to give him their full attention.

"Do tell. In GREAT detail, please."

#benreillyscarletspider #( stood beneath an orange sky. / farah. ) #( verse. / the traffic wrote the words. )

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( @impercre liked & Jyn's come out to play )

"I don't make a habit of getting involved in the politics of others and all this? Seems like the same old power struggle nonsense to me. No thanks."

#impercre #( ic. / closed starter. ) #( i'm not used to people sticking around. / jyn. ) #( verse. / fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. ) #( for whomever you're feeling! )

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Sneaky one-liner(ish) starter call? Maybe sorta. Random muse.

#( ic. / starter call. )