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get to know me tyy for the tag @retrotrait
last song: Dr. Dog - Heart It Races favorite color: feeling orange rn 🧡 currently watching: Three Body Problem.. pretty good but i'm still losing my mind over Fallout! i think my husbands legs are still stinging from me slapping em excitedly at the last scene LMAO sweet/savory/spicy: SWEET OR GO HOME relationship: married current obsession: um.. weekends last thing i googled: snap crackle pop bowl - if u know u know
tagging the last few folks to grace my notes <3 @wannabecatwriter @miss-may-i @non-sims @mobwhim @sparkiekong
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rebouks · 10 hours
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Safe to say that Lainey isn't a fan of Felix's new hobby.
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rebouks · 11 hours
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🌊🌊🌊
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rebouks · 11 hours
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Passion by Judith Ward
The new fragrance now available ✨
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rebouks · 13 hours
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Matilda: Hey. Tristen: Hi… Matilda: You’re early-.. live nearby? [Tristen nodded, jerking a thumb over his shoulder toward the flat above the pharmacy] Matilda: Seriously? Tristen: It’s not as nice as it looks on the inside, there’s damp n’ mold everywhere. Matilda: Damp, in this weather? Tristen: Not so much in the summer, s’nice n’ cheap though-.. so, what do you wanna do? Matilda: You had all day yesterday to think of something to do. Tristen: So did you! Matilda: I don’t live here. Tristen: Okay, fair-.. uh, there’s not much to do, to be honest. We could go out later but, well.. I usually avoid all that. Matilda: Oh, yeah.. I get that. It’s not like I really drink either. Tristen: True, so..? Matilda: [laughs] Make a decision, Triss. Tristen: Aha, okay-.. uh, let’s explore, maybe get something to eat. Matilda: Sure, take me to your favourite places n’ stuff. Tristen: How likely are you to barf if we take a scooter ride..? … Matilda: How far are we going? Tristen: Not too far-.. squeeze me if you wanna switch though, yeah? Matilda: Deal.
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rebouks · 1 day
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Matilda: I hate you so much right now. Mia: Psh, it’s like ripping a band aid off! Over n’ done with. Matilda: I’m gonna go cease to exist-.. bye. Mia: Waaait, how’d it go?!
[Mia cackled, shaking her head as Matilda gave her the middle finger and scurried away]
Mia: It’s so weird to see her all flustered n’ shit, I love it. Ivan: I dunno if y’should be getting’ her hopes up about all this.
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Mia: God, not you too! What do you meaaan? Ivan: He might be with someone else or somethin’ by now-.. they pissed around for so long, y’know? Mia: Did you see the way he dropped me? Ivan: Have y’seen him..? Mia: Hah! Not my type. Ivan: [scoffs] Whatever. Mia: Don’t be jealous.
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Ivan: I ain’t fuckin’ jealous-.. s’just weird getting’ so involved in someone else’s shit, I don’t like meddlin’, it don’t sit right. Mia: Ugh, me neither-.. like, who cares? But she’s been doing my head in ever since she got that letter n’ I was planning on taking a trip anyway, so two birds one stone! Potentially…
Ivan: Well, you’ve done y’bit now, let’s leave off. Mia: Gladly-.. unless you want me to flex my newfound matchmaking skills on you? Ivan: Tch, Bruno’s side of the bed ain’t even cold yet. Mia: I dunno, he’s been skipping on you for a while now-.. you two done?
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Ivan: Can we not? Mia: It’s not like you to keep it all in, buddy. Ivan: Yeah, yeah.. maybe later. Pixie: Daddy look! A CRAB! Ivan: Don’t pick it u-… Pixie: AHHHHHHHH! Mia: She picked it up. Ivan: She always does.
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rebouks · 2 days
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Matilda: It’s been a while… Tristen: Yeah, it feels like forever-.. uh, what brings you here? Matilda: We’re taking a forced vacation. I’m sure you can figure out who did the forcing. Tristen: Ah… Matilda: Yeah. Tristen: I kinda figured you were mad at me. Matilda: Little bit. Tristen: I should’ve said goodbye or written sooner, I guess. Matilda: Little bit-.. but you were sorting your shit out, right? I get it.
[Tristen smiled contritely, avoiding Matilda’s gaze-.. out of sheer embarrassment or a severe lack of brain functionality, he wasn’t sure]
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Tristen: Is that Pixie? Matilda: Yeah-.. bit bigger now, huh? Tristen: Aha, little bit. Matilda: Anyway, you’re clearly working, so… Tristen: Shit, yeah-.. I’ve got another job to get to after this but uh, you gonna be around tomorrow? Matilda: Yeah, we pretty much just got here. Tristen: Okay, uh.. meet me outside the pharmacy at ten? There’s only one in town n’ it’s on like every map-.. I don’t have my phone with me, so…
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Matilda: Yeah, sure. Tristen: Okay-.. uh, yeah.. okay! Matilda: Bye, Triss. Tristen: Bye-.. see you tomorrow? Matilda: Yep. Tristen: Ten o’clock? Matilda: Uh-huh. Tristen: Okay.
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rebouks · 3 days
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[waves lapping] Mia: What’re you so obsessed with? Matilda: Nothing. Mia: [sighs] Are you seriously gonna waste your time staring at lifeguards when you-… Ivan: Triss is the lifeguard. Mia: WHA-… Matilda: Do not. Mia: Whyyy-.. oh my god you’re so annoying, what’s your problem? Matilda: He’s working. Mia: So?! Just go n’ say hi-.. wait, pretend to drown! Matilda: Seriously? Mia: Seriously! He can come n’ save you n’ you can be like.. SURPRISE! It’d be funny. Matilda: I’m not doing that. Mia: I’ll do it then! [Mia shoved Matilda out of the way before she could protest, sprinting toward the ocean with glee] Matilda: I hope she actually drowns. Ivan: You should’a done somethin’ before she had chance t’embarrass ya. Matilda: Yeah, well.. you could’ve kept your big mouth shut too, but here we are. … [super legitimate drowning] [extremely convincing spluttering] Tristen: You good? It’s uh-.. it’s pretty shallow here, y’know? Mia: Ohh sometimes I forget my legs work; you know how it is-.. awh but look how worried my amazing friend is! [Mia stuck a toe in Matilda’s direction, practically vibrating with giddiness-..] [Until Tristen dropped her, anyway] Tristen: Shit-.. are you okay?! [Mia ignored Tristen’s fussing, thoroughly amused by the scene she’d caused] Tristen: I’m so sorry, I-… Matilda: She definitely deserved it, don’t apologise. Mia: [chuckles] Ahh, that really was funny-.. okay, bye. [Tristen stared after Mia for a solid minute, enveloped by an awkward silence that made him want to bury himself into the sand like a frightened crab being hunted by a rabid seagull]
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rebouks · 4 days
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Matilda: I can’t believe you talked me into this. Mia: C’mon, would it be so terrible to bump into Triss? Matilda: Horrendous. Mia: Psh, you want to see him-.. besides, I need a tan and a fling with a hot Tartosan goddess. Matilda: And Ivan? Mia: Ivan just needs a damn break. [Matilda folded her arms in silent protest, though still nodded in agreement] Mia: You’ve could’ve bloody replied, couldn’t you? Chatted, maybe gotten his number, an email-.. but noooo, you’ve gotta be stubborn n’ make me drag you across the ocean like we’re in some shitty romcom. Matilda: So, you agree it’s gonna be shitty? Mia: Ough-.. if it all goes to shit at least we’ll be on holiday; don’t be scared. Matilda: I’m not scared. Mia: Uh-huh, sure. I brought plenty of factor fifty and there’s a barf bag right there just in case, don’t worry. Matilda: God, you’re annoying. Mia: Yeah, but you love me-.. pot kettle black anyway, bitch! … Pixie: Why isn’t daddy coming? Ivan: Well.. he’s got some stuff t’do, remember? [Pixie shrugged absently, fiddling with Ivan’s sunglasses] Ivan: Y’remember what we talked about, right? [Pixie nodded reluctantly as Ivan poked her cheek] Ivan: It might just be me n’ you for a while, you okay wi’ that? Pixie: I guess-.. Judie too? Ivan: Aye, on weekends. Pixie: Okay…
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rebouks · 5 days
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Early shift at the beach.. 🌊
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Lest we forget his cripplingly relatable awkwardness tho lmaoo 😆 poor boy's got 2 jobs as well ough
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rebouks · 5 days
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helooo!! okay, okay, come with me...
WHAT IF: we know bruno is a guy who sees the bigger picture of things, he goes through the actions and foresees patterns and consequences. what i mean is that he usually doesn't act out of spontaneity and whims (unlike our baby ivan). he thinks through, he overthinks, he plans. and this is why I AM NOT BUYING THIS BRIVAN ARC BECCA!! or the line of events as you wish to portray to us, i mean 😏
WHAT I THINK IT'S HAPPENING:
somewhere - somehow - our old gal norma reached out to Bruno again. remember this conversation right here?
well, with our other 'dear' friead kian leaving the prison, i think bruno was contacted by norma again. to put a permanent end to it. 'it' being the business because something tells me that kian wants to take the reins of del sol now ash is out of the scene...
bruno is in some sort of undercover work, like leah or silas once did...
and he is doing it by sacrificing his family bliss because he believes THAT is a cause worth fighting for. a world with less 'kians' is definitely a better place.
obviously, this is causing inner conflicts. he doesn't like to lie to ivan and he is difinitely thinking twice on whether this is reason enough to put his family through this... hence, the depression.
this is not structured as i'd like it to be and probably not even written in a way to make sense, because my mind is...
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Anaaaaaaaa.. 🤯
He DOES overthink things, doesn't he?! So either he's swanning off to do something heroic and sacrificing his supposed happiness for it OR he slowly realised he's a square peg in a round hole and he can't deal anymore n' self sabotaged himself out of his lil corner.. OR a secret third thing?! who knows honestly 🤷‍♀️ me.. i know
Love this theory tho!! Would also love to see if anyone has anymore thoughts abt this too 👀
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rebouks · 5 days
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Remember the other day when you mentioned me feeling personally attacked by your story? Now I do. I very very much do. This isn't okay. Like not okay in the slightest.
I'm questioning if I am going to have to block Brivan's tags to survive until the arc is over.
You are toying with my emotions. Giving me my cute, loving gay couple AND the baby I spent so much time lobbying for and then ripping all of it away. Smash my heart with a hammer, why don’t you? 😭😭😭
This is worse than making me tolerate Wyatt. I didn't think anything could be worse than that.
Bruno needs therapy and probably meds, not loosing everything. Argh... I don't know what to do with any of you.
ahhhhhhhhhhsdksjdkj 😭 maybe we were naive to think Bruno could so easily slip into a life of normality this isn't my fault PLZ
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rebouks · 6 days
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I'm one of those folks who haven't read Somnium, so bear with me: Wasn't Ivan that mf who got shot in that story? And was he shot by the people whom Bruno is messing with again? Because if so, fuck Bruno. "You say that because you don't know their journey and history since you haven't read Somnium and..." don't care. Imagine taking a bullet from your boyfriend's previous criminal gang, almost meeting your maker, and the dumb bitch still chooses to go back to that life with those hoes over going forward with you and your children? Nah, that's sick. Catch me dead before you catch me hoping they get together again. Ivan and the kids don't need that nonsense. Plus, I'm a fan of stories having ill-fated romances and other tragedies, so count me in!
lmaooooo.. no but ur dead right even without reading Somnium sdjsk
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rebouks · 6 days
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BECCA. what the hell I'm so unwell, I'm still thinking about B and Ivan 6 hours later and CRYING.
I can't get over the idea that this is Bruno still feeling *wrong* about the fact that he got off scot free, like I already know he feels like he didn't deserve that, and jumping back into the life feels like self destruction at it's finest. Paired with his inner monologue on that last post???? B PLEASE. I AM CRYING. agh. you in the tags like "is it making up" BISH... it feels like 'goodbye' don't LIE TO ME. BRUNO pull your shit together. "iVaN deseRVEs bETTer" then BE better my man!!! >:(
hopefully some space will make him see his priorities for what they are, but why do I get the feeling they will not.... (oh right it's the self destructive vibes.)
WHY is MY SHIP BURNING AGAIN. urgh I'm going to be sick about this.
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i too have no teeth left.... sdkjsk
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OUUUUUHG.. i truly hate it here and ur super VALID points are making it worse Allie helpppppppp ;-; it definitely feels like goodbye but idk maybe there's a teeny tiny spec of hope in there somewhere........ 10/10 agree that B thinks Ivan deserves better tho but why can't it be him!?!??1 he's a mess of a man tbh and i think he always has been, maybe he always will be self-sabotage vibes to the max ig FUCKS SAKE
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rebouks · 6 days
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Some extra scenes from the previous post ahem..
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rebouks · 7 days
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Ivan stared at the contents of his suitcase blankly, barely paying attention to what he was packing as he flicked the zip back and forth. “I didn’t think you’d be here.” He remarked, glancing over his shoulder.
“I was waiting for you-.. where’s Pixie?” Bruno asked, as though he didn’t already know the answer. “Oscar’s.” “Are you coming back, or..?” Bruno mirrored Ivan’s fidgeting, picking at the fluff on his old joggers. “I don’t know, I need t’think for a while-.. I’m goin’ away with Tilda n’ Mia for a couple weeks n’ all.”
Ivan snapped his attention back upon his luggage. It would’ve been easier if Bruno hadn’t been home, he was bound to forget something now, distracted as he was.
“Ivan, I-…” Ivan interrupted Bruno before he could continue, “Explainin’ ain’t gonna change anythin’ is it?”
Bruno fell silent, struck with inertia at the edge of the bed. He should’ve explained, pleaded, threw himself at Ivan’s feet and promised he’d never return to Oasis Springs-.. but he couldn’t bring himself to do so.
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“I’m probably gonna find someplace else when I get back-.. dunno what you wanna do with the house, but I don’t want it. Y’could buy me out, I guess, or we could sell it.” Ivan filled the void with practicalities that Bruno didn’t want to envision just yet.
“We don’t have to decide anything right now.” He offered, instead. Ivan shook his head, “I ain’t gonna change my mind.” Bruno thought as much, but he still couldn’t help himself from adding, “I still love you, for what it’s worth.”
Ivan paused for an excruciating moment before sighing, deflating Bruno’s glimmer of superfluous hope, “I ain’t sure what it’s worth anymore…”
“It’s not the same as before.” Bruno pleaded, “Kaden’s-…” Ivan rose to his feet, dismissing Bruno’s words with a wave of his hand, “I don’t want nothin’ t’do with any of ‘em-.. apparently, that includes you.”
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Bruno tugged at Ivan’s wrist before he could leave, manoeuvring himself between him and the door; his unusually calm, cold shoulder cut far deeper than Bruno expected it would.
“You don’t have to have anything to do with them-.. no one’s in any danger.” Ivan huffed disbelievingly, sidestepping Bruno’s efforts to stop him from leaving, “Keep tellin’ yourself that.” “It’s different with-…”
Ivan finally lost his air of composure, cutting Bruno off mid-sentence, “Was it not excitin’ enough for ya?  D’ya not feel alive unless y’pushin’ folk around, fuckin’ someone over-.. is doin’ whatever y’please the only thing that gets your blood pumpin’? Does it make life worth livin’?” Bruno blinked as Ivan confronted him, not quite expecting such a succinct breakdown of all his supposed failings.
Ivan’s steady gaze faltered somewhat once he’d said his piece though; his brief flash of anger replaced by sadness as he asked, “All this time-.. why’d y’even pretend, B?”
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Bruno avoided Ivan’s gaze for a moment, unable to form a response; he hadn’t always been pretending, but as much as he hated to admit it, Ivan wasn’t too far off the mark. He didn’t particularly enjoy the lifestyle that he’d described, but it felt a hell of a lot more natural than trying to fit into this one; he wasn’t made for domestic bliss, he didn’t make Ivan happy, nor was he. They both knew he was playing pretend by now, but letting go was easier said than done, no matter how much you loved someone. In fact, love only made things more complicated.
Ivan pulled away from Bruno, punching through the silence than hung thick between them, “I just need some space, okay? Do whatever y’want with yours.” Bruno tugged desperately at Ivan’s shirt as he turned away, “Wait-.. can we just talk about everything when you get back?”
Ivan sighed morosely, offering a weak shrug, “Sure, let’s prolong the inevitable-.. what’s a few more weeks?”
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Bruno hung his head as another rogue tear escaped down the side of his nose. Ivan’s demeanour felt so wearisome, so final-.. but Bruno didn’t want to let go, not that it felt fair to try and convince him to stay either.
“Don’t fuckin’ cry, B! Don’t act like this wasn’t on you!” Ivan spat, his uneven tone betraying the lump that resided in his own throat.
Bruno stuck his fingers beneath his glasses, jamming them into his eye sockets; he thought Ivan’s familiar anger would’ve consoled him, but it didn’t.
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“I tried, okay? I really did-.. n’ you did too, I know y’did…” Ivan added a little more softly, as though he understood; as though it wasn’t really Bruno’s fault, like he wasn’t truly angry at him-.. even though it wasn't true.
Bruno nodded; the tips of his fingers still pressed firmly against his eyes in a vain attempt to stop the pain from overcoming him completely.
“Bruno, don’t…”
Ivan tried to pry Bruno’s fingers away from his eyes, wordlessly begging him not to make this harder than it already was.
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He acquiesced, dropping his hands to his sides as Ivan gently caressed his cheek, his eyes brimming with a million different emotions at once-.. but that was Ivan, and that was the problem.
He hated, loved and felt everything with intense fervour, unapologetically wearing his heart on his sleeve for all to see; a heart so full of love and passion that Bruno felt inadequate in comparison. He couldn’t reciprocate any of it the way Ivan deserved; it would never be enough.
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Hollow and empty in contrast, Bruno could never hope to give as much as Ivan was worthy of, and he was worth the world-.. but maybe it wouldn’t hurt to pretend.
Maybe just one last time…
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Byrd: RAAAARH! [Robin almost jumped out of his skin, surprised by Byrd’s sudden appearance-.. though it made him a little giddy. Byrd seemed equally taken aback, squealing with laughter as he clapped his hands] Byrd: I got you! Robin: Grats! Byrd: Watcha doing? Robin: Practicing stuff. Byrd: What stuff? Robin: It’s not important-.. but it’s working! [Byrd did a little shrug, not too hung up on the details; if Robin was happy, so was he] Robin: What’re you doing? Byrd: Dunno-.. am bored! Robin: Got chucked out to play, huh? Byrd: I’m a’sposed to leave uncle Ivan alone ‘cause Pixie’s upset n’ papa got home with Wren but mama won’t let me fix her either ‘cause she said she’s con-.. conflag-.. constageus. Robin: Contagious? Byrd: Yeah. Robin: Well, you can fix me! I’m not feeling so great all of a sudden… Byrd: Uh-oh. [Robin threw his hand to his forehead dramatically, flopping into the long grass with an exaggerated groan] Byrd: I’ll save you! [Byrd giggled as he leapt beside Robin, thumping erratically at his brother’s chest like grandma Sid had shown him-.. though with a lot less precision and much more laughter]
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