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neon-monae​:

i decided to treat myself today with a little froyo, and what happens? some maniac looking at their phone while driving (do NOT do that, kids!!!) nearly took me out while i was gallivanting across the crosswalk, i had to zoom to get my little butt out of the way and i dropped my stupid froyo! awful, terrible, worst thing to happen in the last ten minutes. to me, anyway. ugh. i can’t go back in there to get another one, so now i’m trying to hunt down a different nearby shop… who taught these angelenos how to drive??

I’m not even surprised, I think I heard from about two other people I’m friends with about how heinous the driving is in LA. I’ve definitely caught glimpses of it, with me just going between here and Australia, but it’s downright terrifying. I’d go as far as to say that every time I take a walk I see my life flash before my eyes, but maybe that’s just me. If you ever need some help just let me know, the froyo will very much be on me after your near-death experience, it’s what you deserve. I would think that y mother did with all of her erratic driving, but she’s nowhere near California in general so there goes my theory.

#( &. janelle monae ) #( &. that's wishful thinking lyin' around )

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#( &. light up this time ) #tw smoking

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stilloffthechain​:

I’m offended. I caved and bought a game called Cards Against Disney. It’s exactly what you think it is and let me tell you. There isn’t a single card about my brothers and me or Camp Rock or our show. Sure, being slightly offended probably means that I have a big head, but what the hell. You can have a card about Raven’s new show, but not our history with the company. Tsk tsk, CAD. Tsk tsk. Also, yeah, I did take the time to read the cards. @hfrpstarters​

No Camp Rock? The gull, the audacity of it all! I think you should definitely take things into your own hands and create some, we cannot let them get away with this. I did not spend my time singing along to those while completely off-key for the movies to be disrespected like this. If you ever need any help while doing this, I would definitely help out, just give me the heads up... I also really need to get this game too, I had no idea this version of Cards Against Humanity existed.

#( &. nick jonas ) #( &. that's wishful thinking lyin' around )

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choisanjook​:

A few months ago, I got to have fun with the other members and play a game that Jongho had us do. We called it cover dance bingo. It was a lot of fun to do and dance to different songs from many different idol groups. Seonghwa was of course really good at it especially the girl group dances. Hongjoong told me he picked me because he knew my skills at learning the dances of other boy groups. My team consisted of me, Hongjoong, Mingi, and Yeosang while the other group was Seonghwa, Yunho, and Wooyoung. My team ended up losing and had to carry our youngest member all the way back. I don’t feel bad losing because I did get to dance to one of the songs by the group my friend is in. Might have to send it his way so he can see it. @hfrpstarters​

That sounds like loads of fun, I wish I had just a smidge of coordination or rhythm to do any of that, knowing all those choreographies. All I know is that if I was the youngest member, Id definitely love being carried around, anything to do the minimum, you know? Just kidding... but also not really at all. You should though! He would probably be super flattered and impressed if we’re being real here.

#( &. choi san ) #( &. that's wishful thinking lyin' around )

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littlebitofbliss​:

After having a sleepover last night with my best friends and their little girls, I am definitely exhausted. Us girls were up late chatting and sipping on wine and of course, the little girls had us up very early. I wouldn’t change a thing about it though. It kind of got me thinking that I definitely know what I want for my future and I’m in this mindset now where maybe settling down is what the next step in my personal life is. There’s also this part of me that’s worried that maybe it’s too much too soon., Any advice id greatly appreciated! @hfrpstarters​

First, just to get this out of the way, that sounds like a very fun and adorable night/morning. I think when anyone makes a big decision like that, it’s hard to tell when you’re ever ready. I mean, there are the basics like being financially stable or things along that line. Then again, I have not decided to take that next step quite yet because of certain factors but if that’s what your gut feeling is telling you, I think you should trust that. It’s always going to be a leap like all big decisions are but I’m sure the payoff would be worth it.

#( &. alexa bliss ) #( &. that's wishful thinking lyin' around )

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Samara Weaving in Last Moment of Clarity (2020) 

#( &. light up this time ) #i really did come out of the woodwork didn't i

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Samara Weaving photographed by Jordan Kirk (dark | light)

#( &. light up this time ) #getting around to more starters and such <3 #just need to finish this application!

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xxkikistewsxx‌:

Okay, am i the only one having these weird realistic dreams where i feel everything but as soon as i wake up, i only get flashbacks but i still have that weird feeling, i can’t really explain….are all the fucking planets in retrograde now?  @hfrpstarters​

Have you been feeling stressed lately or anything like that? I don’t know, I feel like whenever I have dreams like that I have this immense amount of weight on shoulders, whether it’s for one reason or the other. Or maybe the planets are in retrograde and I’m being way to perceptive for my own good.

#( &. kristen stewart ) #( &. that's wishful thinking lyin' around )

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alx-fitzalan‌:

If I’m being honest, I’ve been a bit of a hermit lately but I had to finally leave the apartment since the fridge was empty and I really wanted to make the perfect sandwich. So I went to the nearest grocery store, I put everything I needed in my cart and I was excited about the moment I could finally eat but guess what? This old lady almost ran to be in front of me at the checkout and she took forever to pay her stuff. She was talking and talking and talking and ugh, it was so annoying. What is the one thing you absolutely hate about grocery stores? Also, tell me what ingredients you need to create your version of a perfect sandwich. I hope you put some roast chicken in it, otherwise I might judge you a little. @hfrpstarters​

That was extremely tough to hear, and she, without a doubt, knew what she was doing too. I’m even empathetic to the fact that you were probably hungry because you were focused on making this perfect sandwich. Probably just salt in the wound since she took so long on top of that, you truly deserved better than that. Grocery stores, the question is what don’t I hate about them? It’s a little harsh, but admittedly true, I think I just haven’t had the most pleasant experiences in them. I think my least favorite thing would have to be when someone hovers over you, like you could be looking at something on the shelves or when people leave anything frozen just lying when they don’t want it anymore, just put them back, you heathen. Oh wait a second, let me turn this around on you, what are the ingredient you use? I need to judge before being judged.

#( &. alex fitzalan. ) #( &. that's wishful thinking lyin' around )

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listen before i go ⤑ s + b.

Her time in Sweden had been nothing short of magical, which was largely contributed to the person sitting next to her. The night they'd confessed their feelings to each other still felt as if it was a fever dream, and he'd been nothing short of amazing. She liked him, she really did. If that was a case, why wasn't everything completely connecting? Maybe, the reality of it all had hit her extra hard or the fear of this not being one hundred percent right was lingering in the crevices of her mind. He didn't do anything wrong to trigger them, being nothing short of wonderful to her, making her smile and laugh every single step of the way as he always did without skipping a beat. All of this made her wonder if he thought the same way too, was it something worth bringing up or pure paranoia? The last thing she wanted to do was ruin something that had the potential to be great, but there was not a moment where Samara didn't listen to her gut. It was just hard to figure out why the thought kept getting louder and louder, and as reality would have it, her time in Sweden had been cut a little bit short due to manners she had to take care of at home before jetting off to Vegas and they were in the midst of planning their date for the day.

Her focus was very much off, it was all unintentional. It was just mostly her balancing what she should be saying to him and shouldn't be. The pain in her stomach began to grow simply because of the nerves that were building up and her hands, much like magnets, found their way to each other as she began to fiddle with her fingers. This was the moment she most dreaded in her mind, people always say one thing and they make promises, but what if this really would ruin their bond which she she cared about above all. Samara let him finish talking, her smile had began to weaken, not knowing how he would take the question that she wanted to ask him so badly and almost exactly on cue, so many thoughts began to rush through her head which made it even more overwhelming. "That sounds perfect, that sounds really fun," her tone was fairly low before clearing her throat. "I know I've said this a bunch, but I really do like you and I care for you so much." She felt so strongly about it that she had to emphasize those points because they were not any less true. This was not for lack of affection or adoration, because they both stood strong but sometimes it felt like it wasn't enough. It was clearly nothing he lacked, he was perfect in every way. "How do you feel?" The latter of that question had intended to be 'about us', but she couldn't quite force it out of her mouth which just made her lips tremble, hoping he would catch on to what she was implying.

#( &. bill skarsgard ) #( &. para: listen before i go. )

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Ready or Not (2019) dir. Matt Bettinelli-Olpin, Tyler Gillett

#leaving fed ex right now and I'll be on in about an hour ❤❤❤ #miss everyone

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swedeskarsgard‌:

The thought that Samara’s adventurousness was a lot to keep up with nearly made Bill laugh, given he thought following her and her ideas was the most effortless thing in the world. He’d always had the thought that it added so much more adventure to his own life. “It’s never been difficult for me,” Bill said, an honesty to his voice that made him feel a bit vulnerable. “Though I’m happy neither of us have to do the admiration thing at a distance anymore. I can openly tell you how much you enhance my life,” he said with a playful wink and another squeeze of her hand. The proof was in the conversation they were currently having and how much it amused him to have their own human and animal storm chasing team. It both amused and endeared him that much more that Samara played along for a preference his daughter would have for dolphins. “Do you think you can talk SyFy into that? Because I’m pretty sure you’d be Mira’s new hero if that happened.” He smiled again at the thought, his head filled with both the affection Samara had for his daughter and the thought of eventually expanding their little family by adopting a dog. “Maybe I just anticipate these things better for knowing what you like, remember. Besides, I figure if the pup is going to be around us, it likely ought to get used to our love for forts and even love forts as much as we do, if that’s possible. It’s a lot of love to rival,” Bill admitted with a laugh. “But all those things sound perfect. A bed in the fort, lots of belly rubs and treats, a kid to play with. It’s my goal for the puppy to never want to leave, and I know all those things will help the decision along seamlessly.” Bill laughed a little at how easily he was considering adopting a puppy compared to how hesitant he’d been about it in the past. But he had to admit how Samara made it appealing. Now that Bill felt like he could be more open expressing how he felt, the statements came effortlessly despite the vulnerability they brought along. But it was the way Samara responded that always made Bill glad he’d spoken up, a lingering look or an affectionate stroke of his hand, that reassured him the feelings were mutual. “I won’t crash the car, though is it flattering to say you’re distracting enough for that to happen? Probably not something a future storm chaser should be admitting,” he joked, giving her hand another squeeze.

While even Bill could admit that he was sometimes too hard on himself, it made him appreciate that Samara was in his corner and reminding him his own thoughts about himself weren’t facts. And it was what he often needed, that acknowledgment when he was doing things right. “You’d fight me, huh?” he asked, amused by the thought. “And I take it I’m not allowed to fight back on that? Even though my stubborn nature probably dictates that a little.” He smiled at the nudge to his arm, returning it with a playful one of his own and a laugh. “But I’ll say that you have a point and I do appreciate you fighting me on it like the wonderful person you are.” Her glance back towards the house made Bill’s gaze head in that direction too, and the thought of making forts there became more and more enchanting to him. He laughed at the notion both of them were klutzy enough to knock them down, which he’d admit was true. “Think if we put our stubborn minds to it, that we could make one that couldn’t be knocked down to it save it from us?” he joked, already laughing at the thought. “Admit it, that would be a giant leap for klutzes everywhere.” Bill wasn’t expecting her compliment then, especially one that seemed to warm his chest and knock him over all at once, and for a moment, he glanced down with a sheepish grin on his lips to collect himself. “You sure know how to make a guy feel necessary,” he teased, smiling over at her. “But trust me, I definitely know the feeling of being addicted. Have for a while now.” With her words, the thought of them making coffee together came to mind and was so comfortingly domestic that it immediately made Bill smile. “More than happy to witness some of these coffee making skills, for the record.” If her other compliment had been unexpected, this one made Bill grin and then laugh. “Prince Charming? That’d be a first,” he said playfully. “Whether I am or not, doesn’t make you less an angel, I’m afraid.” It was nice, being this open with her even if he was still adjusting in some ways, the surreal quality of being open something Bill was still settling into, though the praise being easy to give. “I’m glad you’re reaffirming I’d be the most enthusiastic about your art, because true,” Bill admitted and smirked. “And that I’d be #1 buyer, for sure. But yeah, that way you’d definitely be around the house even when you weren’t here. I’d like that a lot, maybe sipping coffee and looking at your picture in the mornings.” Though it wasn’t as if Bill didn’t have Samara on his mind enough to make that true regardless of the painting, and he acknowledged the thought with a small smile. He found that he liked making plans with her there, thinking of all the things they could explore and discover together, whether it was in this area with this house, or elsewhere. “It does tend to find us easily, right? Must be the double chances of luck. Not to mention we we find a way to have a great time, so I’m not worried about that. But it would be nice to find a path, discover it together and everything. Or maybe even a nice field if we get lucky. I know some areas around here, you can pick mushrooms.” It was something he’d done a lot during his childhood and that came to mind easily to share with Samara. Just as effortless as it was to share their embrace just then, and the lack of ability or want to let go. “Should I ask to hear the comeback anyway, just for prosperity?” he teased, a quiet smirk leaving his lips. “But either way, it’s never a plan I’m going to complain about.” There was a part of Bill that went for the forehead kiss out of being shy and not wanting to force anything, even when it was easy for him to think of kissing Samara - the scenario had been on his mind far before that point, if he were being honest. So seeing her openly gesture towards her lips for a kiss made Bill’s heart race. But given the go ahead, he kept his arms around her and wasted no time moving close, pressing his lips to hers in a gentle kiss, reveling in getting to do something he’d thought about more and more since they’d confessed their feelings for each other. As he kissed her with a little more fervor, the only thing he could feel was warmth, a comfort that he wanted to wrap up in. He only pulled back when he needed to take a breath, and even then his lips still ghosted over hers, not ready to part entirely. “Am I being greedy if I made it two instead?” he asked, his voice quiet and a slight smirk on his lips before he pressed them to hers again.

It was always easy for Samara to poke fun of herself and how she carried herself. The truth was that she always had a million things running through her at once and that's just how she was as a person, but it was nice for Bill to consistently reassure her so genuinely that it was never really an issue even if her words didn't carry complete weight. "I know, you've always made it a point to show that," her tone a tad bit softer than when she'd been joking with him earlier. "That was kind of a bust, wasn't it? Much prefer this, in fact, you can just keep going. I mean, enhancing your life? I'm going to have to soak this all up." She quipped, as she playfully waved her hand in circles in front of her face while taking in a deep breath, acting as if she was inhaling all of the air around her. The conversation they had continued in their zaniness, but the truth was, she loved hearing all of these things about Mira, almost just as much as she loved hearing about the person next to her. It always gave her ideas on things she could do for her at one point or another. "Talk to Syfy? I'm gonna demand that Syfy creates this natural disaster infused with her favorite sea creature, they'd have no choice. I'm sure everyone would handle it just fine. Who knows? Maybe she'll end up liking me more than you." It was obviously all jokes on her part, revealing a wisecracker grin after everything she'd just said. It was just nice to show no reservations when it came to Mira, it never felt forced even when she first met her. "You do, I can proudly say that no one knows about my love for architecture as much as you do. But I have to stay wary on whether on it can truly capture our admiration for them, but I think we can get it up to speed if need be, just a tiny crash course. Obviously before the the potty training or anything." She eyed him during her last few words, managing to hit the mark saying it all in a completely serious tone. "I think you two as a duo would already be enough for that puppy to love unconditionally," she confirmed rather candidly before she continued. "Most of those material things would be the little cherry on top of everything, and there's me, of course." Samara made sure to add that in quickly, her cheeks ironically starting to ache during the car ride like they had joked about so many times before. It was hard to stop at that point especially when he had the knack of making her feel so special, even during the more lighthearted moments of their conversation, lying her head on his shoulder while she spoke. "Bill Skarsgard, you are going to be the worse storm chaser the world has ever seen, but I like the reasoning behind it." She lifted herself to sit back up again, the smile now plastered on her face.

"Without a question. You can't just talk about the person I like like that, I'd have to take action." Samara said, referring to whole situation in third person purposely, though everything she said afterwards was handled so much more earnestly. "So in reality, I would say no, but I'm completely aware of that stubborn nature. I'll just have just have choice words for it every single time, ready for this endless battle? I'll be happy to take that at least, it's nice to hear you admit. Plus, it doesn't make me as wonderful as it does honest." The thought that there would only be one surviving fort out of the multitudes of ones they had already discussed made her laugh along with him, truthfully, it was pretty positive once she thought about it. "I think the fact that you are setting the goal that we'd keep one is generous to say the least, but the thought that we'd give up to our fellow klutzes warms my heart." She glanced back up at him with a relaxed smile. "I'm sure even if we fail, we at least need a medal for perseverance." Samara took in his words, and while she did manage to crack a grin while listening to him, her next words just seemed to flow out of her mouth so effortlessly that she couldn't really help it. "They say it's more of a compliment to want someone in your life than need them, but I think I have a good mixture of both. I want you as much as I need you." Though she did not verbally respond to his next comment, her shy smile and affectionate squeeze of his hand was enough to give away how much that meant to her. "I'm sure you could witness them tomorrow morning, just as long as you share your blanket with me." There were certain points that in the process of getting used to everything that she'd let out fragments of her thoughts, ones larger than others, but the implication for that one had been clear enough. "Yes, Prince Charming. Always thought the idea of that seemed unrealistic, but I think you've proven that to be wrong, but fair enough, I won't disagree, only because what you said was incredibly sweet." The ways he chose to describe her just reinforced the idea, it seemed almost fitting for him just because how she couldn't help but think of how lucky she'd be to find someone like him. "You are the president of my fan club, so it would be an insult to expect any less," she mused jokingly, another reference to their past conversations. "You also would choose painting over this beautiful view, don't worry, I like that a lot too. More of an incentive to get to work on my creative juices. "Incredibly, I don't think there could ever be a moment of boredom between us, even if we were sitting in silence which is rare as it is. Any of those outcomes seem just as wonderful as the other, I just appreciate you wanting to show me all of it. You better keep all these ideas in mind, if there's one chance that we don't get to do some, I'd love to eventually." Her statement just as genuine as they came, she didn't want to miss a single moment, it was important for him to know that. She couldn't help but chuckle, though it sounded lazier compared to her laughter from before because of how comfortable she was. "You don't need to, I would have told you that having me in your arms is dangerous, I'd just get carried away, so it's a good thing you'd have no complaints about it." It wasn't out of this world to imply that her request had been spontaneous in the fact that a lot of her gestures had been almost coy, but taking into account all the emotions  she had pent up, she couldn't quite help herself. Thoughts of this had swarmed her head many times before and it was hard to fathom waiting any longer. And it was so much more than what she could have imagined, as she slid her arms around his neck, wanting to just pull him even closer to her. In that very moment it felt she could've just melted, a sensation just rushed through her body and she felt like she was left absolutely breathless. The second time had been just as exceptional as the first, her head this time tilting to deepen the kiss ever so slightly while she moved her hand to his chest. His lips were so warm and soft, Samara could have kept this going forever if that'd been an option, but also had to pull back for air, which didn't stop her from planting two more soft pecks against his lips. "I just had to one up you and make it four." The blonde whispered, moving her hand up to his cheek and her blue hues staring deeply into his eyes. "I would make it five, but I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to keep the promise of looking through your potential new home." She chuckled quietly though her gaze had remained so intense all at the same time.

𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗬 𝗛𝗨𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 ▸𝗦 + 𝗕

#( &. bill skarsgard ) #( &. para: happy hunting )

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dualipo‌:

Did you? Thank you, gorgeous. Now we can insta stalk each other, and keep up with each other. I am going to like all of your photos. It does, doesn’t it? It’s something else we have in common when I have the blonde look. You rock it better than me though. Right now I actually have a lot of time on my hands, because I am just resting after the album release. I have been doing a lot of hikes though, and a little writing. I am not starting the next record for a while, but I still can’t keep myself from writing. Sunshine it is! You’re my sunshine.

If we're not blowing each other's activity up on Instagram, are we really doing it right? Just prepare for me blowing up all your notifications, I'm ready.  Oh my goodness, please do not flatter me like this. I may be naturally blonde, but you take the cake from me any day. Might as well be your color. I know it must be so nice to keep yourself busy, but you must be loving this free time after working so hard. Hikes!? My idea is that we should go on one soon, I think that would be tons of fun. And writing? Alright, I see you, well I guess I must use my utmost patience, but if you ever wanna show me any sneak peeks, just know that I will ready to appreciate that beautiful voice and dance awkwardly. Oh my, my heartstrings are being pulled at. Adore you to pieces.

#( &. dua lipa ) #( &. that's wishful thinking lyin' around )

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text  | samara

mel: yes I have all the cravings so i cook and bake all the time right now. so come over any time!

mel: but do come and visit we will love to see you! and we all can eat to much!

samara: you're already calling to y heart! you know i can't resist a good meal with some desert afterwards. i can definitely contribute to with, make it more festive. 😊

samara: i'm on a ittle trip right now, mini-vacation if you will, BUT i would love to text you as soon as i'm back!? it's been too long.

#( &. melissa benoist ) #( &. hit me with a text )

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jendevgi‌:

Oh stop, you’re the gorgeous one here. I need to actually watch Hollywood just to see your gorgeous face even more. I miss your face and you even more. The amount you miss me can’t be compared to the amount that I miss you cause I just miss you so much. Well, I’m a little better. Fingers crossed I can actually stop using these crutches soon cause I hate them. This is what I get for working out too much. I know I can’t give you any spoilers on the comeback, but how excited are you? Cause I really am.

Oh god, I’m really going have to fight you on that, you are definitely the looker here. I have a feeling you’re just going to disagree on that, so I’ll just say it quietly, maybe just a whisper so you don’t have a chance to do so. But that all being said, I hope you enjoy it, it definitely does not disappoint, especially with everyone else grouped in there. Is this another competition I hear? Now I’m going to have to reinforce this, expect a text at least once a day, about three pages, single-spaced, consider this my version of The Notebook. And please do! You better take care of yourself, if you ever do that again, I’ll got there personally and place you in a little bubble to protect you. But I really can’t wait for that comeback, you’re all going to kill it. I’m still here slightly mumbling to all these songs from your last mini with such passion, but I promise my Korean will get better.

#( &. jennie kim ) #( &. that's wishful thinking lyin' around )

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ctrlshawn‌:

oh… hey! it’s not strange! unexpected maybe? i’m kinda just … taken aback that i’m even hearing from you again, i guess. listen, if you sound awkward, i guarantee that i’m sounding a billion times more awkward than you do. i’m working on being able to properly talk to people i have a bit of a history with without sounding like a stuttering mess. things are good! i’ve just been writing a ton. you know how it is. how are you? how are you dealing with being on everyone’s radar after your killer performance in hollywood?

I know, it was little bit out of the blue. I mean, if anything, this would be expected on both ends. I think it would be strange to be any other way...? What is really the best way to talk and handle this? I’d give us an A+ for effort, surely we’d hopefully get better, but I am happy to hear from you and the fact things are going well on your end. I’m sure you’re writing some killer songs you’ll be releasing in the future, so believe that I’ll be looking out for that, singing along off-tune. I’ve been doing great as well, and oh god,  thank you so much for that. I was pretty lucky to have some amazing actors to play off of. Even uckier to get some opportunities afterwards, there’s just been a lot positivity.

#( &. shawn mendes ) #( &. that's wishful thinking lyin' around )

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swedeskarsgard‌:

“What can I say when you make it incredibly easy to be perceptive? Not to mention your adventurous side is something I’ve always admired,” Bill admitted with an almost shy smile, part of him still a bit sheepish in saying just how much he paid attention to her, thinking that it was effortless when Bill was always eager to learn more about her than he already knew. Of course, their friendship had provided quite a large range of information, and now that they were stepping into something more, it didn’t change both the craving he had for learning new things and the elation every time he got a new element to add to the landscape of her in his mind. What hadn’t changed at all was their conversations centered on the most random topics, and Bill couldn’t help laughing a little at the current. “Only the bravest pups, you’re right. We wouldn’t want to put any pups who were afraid on the front weather chasing lines. Though I can tell you right now,” Bill started with another laugh at what he was about to say, “If you wanted Mira to join, she’d probably try to convince us to add some sea life to the front lines, too. Maybe some dolphins or whales…I mean, if they can come up with a sharknado, why not a dolph…nado?” He was already chuckling a bit between his words at the image of it, while feeling grateful that Samara was including Mira in some way. It warmed his heart, the affection she had for his daughter, and it eased any of the usual worries that anyone potentially dating him would consider his having a daughter intimidating in some way. “Of course you’d want to include the fort for the pup, which…I guess I can’t entirely blame you. And most likely, it’d be cute enough to earn one. Puppy eyes and all,” he said, grinning over in her direction. “So a fort, the party, clearly this pup is going to be beyond spoiled on day one and expect this kind of treatment always. Though what am I on point for aside from homemade doggie treats? I need to hear about this vision of yours,” he teased. Because now his mind was connecting the event with Samara, and he was convinced the moment he decided to adopt a dog, it’d be a crime if she didn’t come along for it. The thought easily made him smile as he looked over at her again, nodding a little at her words since they had a good track record of making use of their time together, though this time felt that much more significant. “I didn’t have a doubt about that in the slightest,” he said honestly. “That and the fact that you’ve got all of mine, anyway.”

When it came to his daughter, while Bill tried to make the best decisions he could in parenting, there was hardly ever a time where he felt like he did things 100% correctly. It was easy for insecurities about the kind of father he was to weave through his thoughts, even if some of them weren’t exactly logical. But all the same, it made hearing encouragement from the people closest to him that much more valued and appreciated, and Bill gave Samara a grateful smile at her words, along with a gentle squeeze of her hand. “It’s perfect,” he told her honestly, smile still on his lips. “Call me crazy, but I couldn’t hear that too many times, you know?” His other hand naturally moved to his arm to rest over hers in an added gesture of affection. The talk of forts and how everything seemed to travel back to them made an easy laugh fall from Bill’s lips, as she added so much more significance and love for them than he’d had before. “I mean, it’d be a challenge, but I think we can pull it off. Of any two people can, we can. Maybe even make some new fort designs, really go all out. It’ll be the most impressive thing we’ve done…provided neither of us knock them down,” he added with another laugh, knowing his klutzy side often came out to play, too. Just being outside the house with her somehow made it more enchanting, more right, and for the first time, Bill was genuinely considering the place more seriously than he had when he’d first saw it, thinking about all the moments they could create there together. “Hey now,” Bill interjected with a grin and a playful shake of his head. “Don’t you dare think about nixing those texts. Besides, I’d rather text you than sleep any day of the week, so I’m glad it’d be impossible.” He kept his gaze on her as they walked, not really wanting to turn his eyes anywhere else, not even the gorgeous view in front of them. “Would you? You’d be an angel, not that you aren’t already, but it’d certainly cement your status,” Bill teased, the thought of having coffee in the morning with her a pleasant one that easily warmed him. He loved the idea of her painting some part of this house too, if it was the one he ended up with, though it was hard for his mind not to think in some way he would. “If you do, you know I’d have to hang it here,” he mused, smiling at her. “I mean, if you don’t mind gifting one to me and for the house to be a gallery sorts, that is. I swear it’d be the first thing I’d show everyone on arrival, just so they know I have the highest quality of art.” And he easily grew to the idea of having something she’d made herself hanging there. Hiking was something that always excited Bill , one of his favorite activities, and it was difficult not to be a little giddy over Samara sharing in that excitement, too. “Consider it a deal, then. We can explore a bit together, maybe find a trail around here if we get extra lucky. Though that’s a running feeling around you, so that wouldn’t surprise me,” he tacked on with a bit of shyness, even though there was truth in his words. He’d wanted to be a little closer to her, and the hug she’d moved in for made his heart rate spike, even as his arms effortlessly wrapped around her to keep her close. “Okay, we’ll explore the house,” he said, even if his mind was on anything but that with her so close. Bill laughed when the thought could have come from his own head, when he didn’t want to move at all, and why his arms stayed wrapped around her, hugging her against his chest instead of encouraging the walk towards the house, his lips finding the top of her forehead to press a kiss there. “My fault? I guess for once, I’ll gladly take the blame on it,” he said with a smile, his voice a little softer for the now closer proximity. “But to be fair, you don’t exactly make it easy to move, either.”

Samara couldn't help by smile to herself while he spoke, she wasn't completely oblivious to what he knew about her and it wasn't meant to be taken as her being over confident. There just weren't many people who knew her as well as he did and it just brought her a sense of warmth that he would care enough to continuously learn about her, even at times where she would go on and on about the most mundane things. It was probably where her sense of comfort stemmed from. "Really? I always thought I made it hard to keep up, but you do a good job at doing it either way. Plus, I admire you, maybe not so much from a distance anymore." The blonde beamed at him right before chuckling at herself and her most recent admission. "Dolphnado?" The idea itself made her crack a grin that already had threatened to make another laugh abrupt from her mouth due to the changes the young girl made have wanted, but it only took her split second for her eyes to perk up, almost as if she were going to reveal some groundbreaking news. "Did you know that Syfy made an actual Sharknado happen for the film? It wasn't even close to CGI. I think if we gave them a call, they could make it happen. It'll be the PG version no one ever asked for, but everyone's not Mira so that doesn't matter." There were very brief pauses between her statement along with short breaths that were meant to keep her composure though it had most likely had the opposite effect. "Am I getting predictable with the fort talk already? Can't say I'm complaining about the reputation I'm racking up," she pursed her lips in faux deep thought, tapping her index finger against them. " "While all of that is definitely on the list, we definitely need to get an abundance of toys. A ridiculous amount. A bed for their fort, preferably five times its size so it has room to stretch. Oh, and an infinite amount of belly rubs." She confirmed in an almost earnest way just to add to how silly she probably already sounded. Though, what he said caused her to completely change her demeanor, Samara's gaze had lingered a little bit longer than usual. Usually it was the simplest things that he said that caught her attention and made her struggle to utter a sentence that made close to sense. That was why her hand that had been placed on top of his was not affectionately stroking it, not only because the moment had called for it but to gather her thoughts. "As long as we don't get in a car crash, I think I can get used to that idea." She quipped, grinning broadly.

"Well, I'll make it a point to remind you, just to make sure you aren't too hard on yourself. If worse comes to worse, I'll you fight on it. No one's allowed to be hard on you..." Her words trailed off, nudging his arm. "Except me, I have full reign on that." She joked, though most of that came from their playful banter that usually referred to their clumsiest of moments. That's why she had this innate need to jump to his defense, he was already hard on himself as it is, even when he truly didn't need to be which was seemed to be the case most of the time. She blinked once, her eyes venturing off to the opposite of the area they were walking through. "Right, right. The designs will obviously beyond anyone's expectations, but excuse me while I be the debbie downer, just for a moment. I've got to say that us knocking those forts down, there's a 99.9% chance that it'll happen, but of course, we also got that 0.1% so there's still that little bit of hope if we take the chance." Feeling the warm rays of the sun only heightened the sensation in her body while talking to him. "Well, it looks looks like we're both out of luck. I don't think there's a moment where I don't want to talk to you, side effects to you being even more addictive than one could have ever imagined." The more the conversation began to evolve about all of the plans, she couldn't look right back up with him, her gaze showing nothing but her pure adoration for him which only grew when he continued speaking. A small laugh left her mouth at his choice of words, mostly out of the sheepishness she was already feeling. "Of course I would, I may not have had the best hand in cooking, but I can create a good cup of coffee." She bit her bottom lip in between sentences. "An angel, huh? So maybe that makes you a Prince Charming type? I feel so cheesy to say that, but would make it a little bit more applicable." She kept her answer short and sweet, when in reality she could've gone on and on about him, and the more time they spent with all this pent up honesty slowly coming out just had her racking up the praise she had for him. "You know, I'm willing to bet you'll be the number one consumer for my art - quite possibly the only one, but there's no complaints there. Though, I do like the idea of having one up here, like a little piece of me when I can't be around. I'll be here in spirit." The cheekiness was apparent in her voice but it translated to something much more genuine, the excitement just layering on top of each other with these newfound plans for Sweden and for this house, which made her imagine even more dream scenarios. Regardless, with or without it, it would still be as magical, if anything, she considered him home. "How amazing would it be if we did? I'm sure we could if looked hard enough, I think the adventure itself would be fun enough. And considering that I'm pretty lucky myself, I would say that would double our chances, hm?" There was so much certainty within her statement, especially when it came to the latter of it all. Nothing they did would have held as much weight if he wasn't there with her in the first place. When it came to their current predicament, if one could even call it that, she couldn't help but laugh along with him. She made herself so comfortable that she could only murmur an 'mhm' to what he said at first, it just felt as if she was sinking into the embrace even more. The small kiss just made her want to take more of a stance of staying exactly where she was. "Good. I would have already had a comeback if you didn't," she couldn't help but nod in agreement, will to take us much of the blame. "That's the point, I think it was my plan all along. Doesn't help much with house hunting." Samara chuckled, lifting her head to look back up at him, she slid her right arm off of him only to point towards her lips bashfully. "One more for the road? I promise I'll find the strength to lead the way."

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