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flights, fate, and football games (4+1) - quinn hughes

*or 4 times you were in the same place and didn’t know it + 1 time you were in the same place on purpose*

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Same restaurant/Post playoffs

You wave at your two best friends as soon as you enter the restaurant, surprisingly being the one who was late this time. You hit more traffic than you expected, but Pop’s was not to be missed.

The little Ferndale restaurant was one of your favorites and you needed the time to wind down after the crazy week you’d had. You hear a guy’s voice behind you talking to the suddenly excited hostess as you walk past her to get to your table, but never glance back at who it might have been.

“Wow, for once we aren’t the late ones,” Abby smiles, nudging Hannah with her elbow.

“Oh, aren’t you guys funny,” you roll your eyes playfully, but take a seat with them, “it wasn’t my fault though. Traffic was insane on the highway. It’s like everyone forgot how to drive at once.”

“I hit some traffic too, no worries,” Hannah smiles, glancing over your shoulder, “did you somehow miss those super cute boys that came in behind you though? The one was so your type.”

Your eyes widen a little as you turn around to quickly survey the area you’d just come from. There’s no one waiting at the front of the restaurant though, so you turn back with a frown.

“I mean, I heard a guy’s voice as I walked in but I didn’t think to look back at him. Why? Was he really that cute?” You ask, looking around the restaurant to see if you could find who she was talking about.

Abby sighs, “I can’t see where they went either but Hannah and I noticed them as soon as you got here. We should have got you to turn around somehow.”

You shrug, checking over the menu and deciding between a pizza or the bolognese instead, “I guess if I was supposed to have seen him then I would have.”

You would have looked around for him more but the waiter showed up and you were dying to get your hands on a glass of wine to start your weekend off.

...

“Quinn, I swear if you don’t start talking to cute girls when you see them I’ll end your career,” Will points across the table.

Josh holds his hands up and laughs, “guys, come on. We all know Quinn isn’t smooth enough to seal the deal anyways.”

This gets the other two laughing, but Quinn doesn’t find it as humorous. He rolls his eyes and tries to fight off a smile. He opts for focusing his attention extra carefully on the menu rather than fueling the fire that was already started.

“Hey, by the end of summer you never know. Maybe you’ll be able to land a girl. It might take a small miracle, but we’ll help you out if we can,” Will grins, thinking it’s the funniest thing in the world.

“Great,” Quinn nods, thinking matchmaker Will sounded like a living nightmare, “I’m sure that would go well.”

He tries to brush it off, but the thought lingers a little longer. He’d find someone one of these days. His mom always told him he shouldn’t rush a good thing. It would happen when it was supposed to.

Your brother’s hockey practice/Early June

“I swear to god, Adam, you need to get moving,” you mumble, watching your brother get beat in yet another drill.

The air inside USA arena was definitely colder than outside and you were wondering how you’d managed to get stuck picking him up that night. He seemed off though so maybe he’d asked your mom if you’d get him. Sometimes he needed to talk, and definitely not to your parents.

The whistle blows loudly and you watch your little brother skate off with his head down. He’d been lucky to make the U17’s but you could tell he was struggling. It made your heart hurt and you knew the drive home would involve the long route that day.

You wait in the lobby, responding to your group chat that had somehow blown up while you watched the end of the practice. You’re in the middle of a message when an oddly familiar voice catches your attention.

You pick up your head and look around just as a group of guys head down the stairs to the locker rooms. You don’t manage to see any of them but something about the voice you’d heard seemed to catch your attention for some reason. Where had you heard that voice before?

Adam comes barreling out of the doors, an annoyed look on his face, “let’s go.”

“Hi to you too, asshole,” you scoff, but the look on his face matches the tone he’d given you. Something was wrong.

You grab your keys and walk out of the arena, glancing over at your only sibling, “Adam, what’s wrong? Wasn’t there another practice after that you wanted to watch or something?”

“No, some alumni guys rented the ice next and pushed the 18’s back an hour,” he mumbles, his hands dug down in his pockets.

You reach over and ruffle his hair, despite the fact he’s well taller than you now, “come on, we’re getting ice cream before we get home. And you can tell me what’s got you so worked up on the way.”

A smile takes over his face finally as he reaches your car, “okay fine. So there’s this girl in my chem class but she’s dating a football player.”

“Ew,” you laugh, playing along with the story, “also if you’re playing like shit because you’re mad that a girl you like is taken then I’m kicking your ass”.

“Hey, it was one bad practice. Just don’t tell dad,” he looks over, “surprised you didn’t want to stay and watch the next practice though. You know it’s the guys who went on to play college and pros and stuff right?”

You almost smack him when you see how smug he looks, but you hold off for once, “the last thing I need is some trouble maker hockey player to deal with. I already have you.”

“Suit yourself. Every girl I know loves Hughes though,” he shrugs.

The name sounds familiar but you don’t think twice about it for some reason. Of course you wanted a boyfriend but you weren’t sure you wanted your younger brother setting that up for you.

…

“Try not to suck tonight, okay?” Jack laughs, shrugging his bag a little higher on his shoulder as he picks on his older brother.

Quinn laughs and shoves him sideways, “try not to get run over. Are you gonna put any weight on this summer, bud?”

“You’re both getting lapped,” Alex interjects, walking between the two and entering the arena first.

Quinn notices you leaning against the wall in the lobby and does a double take. Had he seen you before? Why did you seem so familiar? You had to be waiting for someone if you were there, he knew the 17’s had the ice, so maybe you were younger than he thought.

He shakes off the odd feeling he gets from seeing you and turns to find his brother grinning. Quinn knows he’s been caught staring and he immediately bumps Jack into the wall.

“Don’t even think about it!” He says, hurrying down the stairs as Alex holds the door.

“I’m just saying!” Jack yells after his older brother, “I could go play wingman for you!”

Quinn thinks that sounds like the worst thing ever, if he’s being honest. The last thing he needs is to rely on his brother to set him up. He could see that going wrong in a million different ways.

The airport/pre-4th of July

You sigh, slouching down in your seat a little further as you take a sip of your coffee. You wish your anxiety didn’t have you at the airport almost two hours before takeoff, but here you were.

You watch a few planes take off, ignoring your surroundings for a little while as you wonder where the people might be going and why. You respond to a text from your aunt in Boston, who you were going to visit, and quickly get lost in your thoughts again.

You let your eyes start to wander after a bit and they land on a cute boy a few rows over. He’s sitting with a few other boys around his age and you glance over at their gate. New Hampshire? What was even in New Hampshire?

You watch him for a few more minutes, but shake your head before looking back out the window. You certainly weren’t brave enough to go talk to him and you didn’t want to get caught staring. Something about him seemed so familiar but you brush it off, figuring you were just imagining things.

…

Quinn drops his backpack and sits heavily into the creaky airport chair, arguing with Luke about what they’d do first when they got to the cabin. There was no winning the argument but Luke liked to be a pest and Quinn had learned from being gone so much that sometimes he just needed to let his little brother bug him while he could.

Airports were so boring and he’d luckily stalled enough that his parents didn’t have them all there three hours early for once. Quinn lets Luke “win” the argument finally, agreeing that they’ll go on the boat as soon as they get there.

Quinn’s attention wanders and he looks around the airport, his eyes seeming to focus on the gate heading for Boston. His eyebrows pull together as he tries to squint and see the line of people boarding. He swears he sees a familiar face but he’s not so sure.

There’s no way it was the same person he saw at the arena a few weeks ago, right? He blinks hard and suddenly he’s hit with a water bottle in the chest.

“Dude are you good?” Jack questions him, waving a hand in front of the older boy’s face.

Quinn looks at his brother quickly before checking where you’d been standing, only to find you’d already boarded the plane, “yeah, knock it off. Can’t you leave me alone for like five minutes ever?”

Quinn is mildly annoyed that his brother pulled the stunt when he did and he’d lost sight of you before he could be sure. Maybe you were from Boston and you were headed home. That wouldn’t explain why you were at USA arena unless your brother played there, too.

He turns to Luke then, elbowing the youngest Hughes to get his attention, “do you play with any kids from Boston?”

Ann Arbor/football game/late August

You laugh as you try and keep up with Abby and Hannah, excited for one last year at the school that held your heart. You were convinced you could never leave Ann Arbor and luckily for one more year you didn’t have to.

The weather was perfect that night as the first football game was set to kickoff in no time but the three of you had left a pregame a bit later than you planned for. You’re being rushed through the crowd by Hannah, who has a tight hold on your hand, when Abby suddenly veers off.

“Hold on, I need to say hi to him!” She yells over her shoulder, causing Hannah to stop in her tracks and you to slam into her back.

The two of you stumble a little but fix yourself, standing and watching where Abby had run off to. She moves to a group of guys and your stomach turns a little with worry, hoping she actually knew who these people were.

You’re about to march over when you see the boy. The one from the airport. You shake your head a little, trying to make sure you weren’t imagining what you were seeing, but he really is there. Abby is talking to his friends and he’s got a soft smile that makes you want to know more about him. He’s not as outspoken as his friends and his hands are stuffed in his pockets like he’s not sure what else to do with them.

Hannah catches you staring and laughs, “that’s Quinn by the way. I know you’re looking. Abby met those boys a couple months ago while she did her classes on campus. Can you believe they’re the ones we saw at Pop’s at the beginning of the summer?”

“They’re who?” You ask, your brain speeding through the memories, but all that keeps coming up is Quinn.

Pop’s, the airport, and now here. Was he the guy from the rink too? Was that the voice you’d recognized. There was no way you’d been in all the same places for the last three months and never talked to each other or actually truly met. What kind of fate was playing around with you two?

You glance back over at Quinn only to find him looking at you, too. Your cheeks feel instantly hot and you bite your lip, looking away quickly. You hated that you reacted so quickly to something so simple. Maybe he was looking at Hannah, you tried to reason with yourself. Or maybe he recognized you too.

…

Quinn is shocked when a bouncy little blonde runs up to Josh and says hello to him. She’s happy as can be and Quinn would be lying if he said she wasn’t cute. She quickly introduces herself and motions back at her friends, talking a mile a minute, when Quinn realizes he’d definitely met her earlier that summer.

Her and her friends were going to the game but if the boys wanted to hang out after they’d be having a small party at their place and they were more than welcome to come. Quinn gives Josh a little nod when the taller boy checks with him for plans and Josh smiles at the girl he’d been talking about for weeks now.

Quinn looks around the crowd of maize and blue, looking for the friends she’d mentioned, and his eyes freeze on one in particular. You’re so familiar in that moment and suddenly you’re the prettiest girl he sees there. It was the same feeling as the rink, the airport, and now here in Ann Arbor. What were the chances that he’d ran into you this many times but never talked to you?

He sees you and your friend watching in their direction and he catches your eye. You blush and bite your lip, making him smile right away. That had to be the cutest thing he’d seen in a long time. He forgets that Abby has mentioned her friends and he’s about to walk over and talk to you when Josh grabs his arm.

“Come on, we have to go this way to get to the field,” Josh says, nodding in the opposite direction of the girls.

Quinn is about to argue, but sighs instead, “yeah, okay. Did you say we’re seeing them again later?”

+1 Your friends set you up/late August/post football game

“You wouldn’t stop staring at him. Don’t even try and lie about it now!” Hannah accuses, pointing her finger at you.

You feel like you’re dying of embarrassment and Abby can’t stand up straight because of how hard she’s laughing over the situation. You were being bullied by your best friends and none of you could contain your laughter over it all. There were more than a few people watching the scene as you made your way around the field, trying to find which section your tickets were for.

“Stop, I don’t even know him!” You say, though it’s only a partial lie.

Abby snorts a little and carefully wipes a tear away from the corner of her eye, “holy shit, my stomach hurts from laughing so hard. Yeah, Quinn is awkward as hell but I think you two would be amazing so you’re definitely meeting him tonight.”

She’s quick to pull out her phone and text Josh, already making a plan with him to get you and Quinn cornered in the same area. You can’t fight her on this. Once Abby set her mind to something it was going to happen so you were just along for the ride at this point.

The football game goes by too fast considering it was the last first game of the season you’d ever get as an undergrad, but the three of you are in such good moods that you hardly have time to be sad about it.

You leave the game a few minutes early to try and beat some of the crowds as you head back for the house you all shared. You almost forget the boys are coming over as you head to the kitchen and grab a drink. You figured you had a little while before they’d show anyways.

Popping the top of your can, you take a big drink and sigh. You hear Abby’s little giggle behind you and you whip around confused. You’re suddenly face to face with Quinn and you immediately blush in embarrassment.

“Uh, hi,” you stutter, giving him a little smile even though you wish the ground would open up and swallow you whole.

“Hi,” he says, and you know immediately that he was the one you’d almost run into so many times that summer.

His smile is just as nervous as yours and you get why Abby had called him awkward before. He fidgets with his hands as he stands in front of you but it’s endearing somehow. He’s not overly cocky or trying to impress you somehow and yet you’re completely on board with getting to know him.

He’s a stranger, technically, but he feels so familiar that you laugh a little. Quinn’s eyebrows furrow over the noise but he doesn’t actually ask.

“Sorry, it’s just… did you want a drink or something?” you offer, trying to keep yourself from getting giddy over having him in front of you after all the months of fate making sure you dodged each other.

His smile gets bigger then and he seems to relax, “yeah, that sounds good. Maybe I could steal you too and get to know you? If you want anyways.”

You nod, not hiding your smile anymore, “I think I’d really like that. It’s nice to finally meet you.”

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jheselbraum · 7 years

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The Reason Journal 3 Doesn’t Fit With the Gravity Falls Timeline Could be Because Bill Cipher Tampered With Ford’s Memories

Something incredibly fishy is going on within the Journal itself regarding the timeline, to the point where many can consider it non-canonical, and justifiably so.

From the show, we know that:

Ford fell through the portal in 1982

Fiddleford worked with Ford for a year before building the memory gun

Bill had contacted Ford at some point prior to the creation of Journal 3, as evidenced by the Creature #326 entry in Journal 2.

However, if we take Journal 3′s timeline at face value, we ‘know’ that:

Ford met Bill “in 1981,″ “two years before beginning Journal 3,″ which would make the year he fell through the portal 1984

Fiddleford worked with Ford “for a few weeks, maybe a month,” before building the memory gun

Now, y’all know I’m not one to take Hirsch at his word regarding what’s canon and what’s not, but he has said that the events of the show are canon. He’s also said that the Journal 3 is the same one Dipper has from the show. To my knowledge, he has never said that the Journal was canon to the events of the show. He’s also said that there are things about the Journal that are yet to be discovered.

Furthermore, I feel it prudent to remind you, dear reader, that the blacklight edition of Journal 3 is not going to be just some fun facts about the anomalies in Gravity Falls. I don’t know about you, but if I am paying $100.00+ for a book I already bought for $20.00, it better have some fucking new story elements we didn’t know about before.

“But Leo,” you ask “Hirsch didn’t know if he was going to get the blacklight edition published!”

Alex Hirsch is a great many things, but “the type of writer to hastily rewrite his story to deviate from the original timeline just because the fat mouse corporation might not have allowed him to publish the whole thing” is not one of them.

If it’s a given that Ford fell through the portal in 1982, that Fiddleford worked with Ford for a year before building the memory gun, why does Journal 3 seemingly ignore these givens?

Stanford Pines is an unreliable narrator and Journal 3 takes place over the course of two or more years, not one as previously thought. How do I know?

The dates.

On the opening page of Journal 3, Stanford writes the date June 18 on the top of the page. He leaves out the year, but it’s the month we’re meant to pay attention to. The next date we see is August 3, the date Stanford confronted a young Preston Northwest about his family’s many crimes. Everything seems innocuous enough. Except one thing.

What happened to the month of July? One could argue that nothing interesting happened to Ford during July. However, the missing month is found several pages later, when Ford invites Fiddleford up to Gravity Falls.

There, at the top of the page, is the date: July 18.

If we assume that Ford would not skip pages and that he wrote the Journal entries in chronological order, we must ask ourselves one of two things:

If Ford confronts the Norhtwests before he invites Fiddleford to Gravity Falls, then the events from August 19XX to July of the following year are completely absent from Journal 3. Assuming that this glorified diary is actually a scientific document meant for research, what happened during these eleven months, and why did Ford not record them?

If Ford confronts the Northwests before he invites Fiddleford to Gravity Falls, and the months are merely incorrect, what is the cause of this discrepancy?

Furthermore, when, exactly, did Stanford Pines meet Bill?

From page 11, Ford’s first mention of Bill in Journal 3, though not by name:

“Although I have relied on my intuition and intelligence to provide me with answers, two years ago I experienced a miracle while napping in the forest, and that has forever changed the way I think about the world and my place in it.”

On the surface this would line up with the timeline given in the show, since what text can be deciphered from Ford’s entry on Bill in Journal 2 appear as:

“This odd, triangular being has appeared in my dreams every night for weeks”

Meaning that Ford was in contact with Bill for some amount of time before officially making a deal with him, or at least before writing Journal 3.

However, on page 26 of Journal 3, Ford writes that he only discovered Bill in 1981. He doesn’t write anything for 1982 or any year after 1981, and he’s not talking about any deal he may or may not have made at that point, so we can either:

Assume that it is 1981 when Ford makes that timeline, making the timeline false but the Bill entry true.

Assume that it is 1983, a full two years after 1981, which would make the Bill entry true, the timeline as presented in the Journal true, but would severely impact the show’s actual timeline.

Assume that the Bill entry is false and that the timeline is true, making the year the timeline was written 1981.

Assume that the veracity of the Bill entry is either dubious or true, that the timeline is false, and that the year is actually 1980, giving Fiddleford the year he needs to work with Ford before inventing the memory gun.

Like I know Hirsch isn’t the best with timelines but these discrepancies happen over the course of maybe thirty pages. Four people worked on this book.

So, we’re going to go with the show’s givens from here, and work our way to a conclusion:

Ford fell through the portal in 1982

Fiddleford worked with Ford for a year before building the memory gun

Bill had contacted Ford at some point prior to the creation of Journal 3, as evidenced by the Creature #326 entry in Journal 2.

Based on these facts, we can throw out the theory that the Journal is actually being written in 1983. We know that’s not the case, and if the Journal were to make the assertion that the year was 1983, the Journal in its entirety would have to be considered non-canonical. That’s not to say that it’s not a valid theory, it’s just that this post is going to be long enough as it is without me talking about all the ways the Journal could render itself non-canonical. So I’m skipping over it.

So, let us first examine the veracity of Ford’s entry on Bill: did Ford really first encounter Bill two years prior to the creation of Journal 3?

Based on Ford’s entry in Journal 2 we can assume that yes, Ford did encounter Bill before writing Journal 3. Given that Ford fell through the portal in 1982, and that Fiddleford worked with Ford for a year before making the memory gun, we must, therefore, assume that the timeline (as it appears in Journal 3) is false, and that Ford did not ‘Discover his Muse’ in 1981.

So then, why does Ford write as much? Has 1981 even happened at the time he wrote that particular entry? And what of the missing eleven months that Ford never wrote about?

Since these discrepancies appear before Fiddleford is even in Gravity Falls, much less working on the memory gun, one can only assume that Bill Cipher is the culprit.

#I'm tired of this being in my drafts so I'm posting it now #end part one

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torentialtribute · 5 years

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Liverpool news: Bobby Duncan accuses Reds of ‘damaging his mental health’

EXCLUSIVE: Teenage striker Bobby Duncan sensationally accuses Liverpool of bullying & # 39; of & # 39; holding him against his will and damaging his mental health & # 39; after Reds Fiorentina & # 39; s second loan offer for Steven Gerrard's cousin

rejected] Bobby Duncan was unable to leave FOUR DAYS due to stress

His representatives have said that the mental health of the 18-year-old has been damaged

Liverpool denies Duncan's chance to go to the first team

Series A-side Fiorentina and FC Nordsjaelland of Denmark want to sign Duncan

Liverpool has rejected a second loan offer from Fiorentina for the starlet

Against Sami Mokbel for MailOnline

] Published: 14:08 BST, August 28, 2019 | Updated: 14:08 BST, August 28, 2019

Liverpool have been accused of keeping Bobby Duncan – club legend cousin Steven Gerrard's cousin – against his will and the teen's mental health.

In an explosive statement from the 18-year-old representatives, it is claimed that Duncan did not leave his house for four days because of the stress of not being allowed to leave Anfield on loan.

The statement also makes it clear that Duncan will not return to the club and paralyzes the behavior of Liverpool sports director Michael Edwards.

Duncan is the youngest nephew of Liverpool legend and current Rangers boss Steven Gerrard

Duncan toured the US with Liverpool during the preseason, but is far from the pecking order

The 18-year-old photo kissed the Liverpool badge, this club wants the leave summer

As Sportsmail unveiled last week, Fiorentina and FC Nordsjaelland both made seasonal loan offers for Duncan, with a view to signing the young person for a permanent deal next summer.

But the Merseysiders have turned down all offers for their talented youngsters, despite the fact that their chances of regularly playing first-team football this season seem remote.

Duncan wants to leave Anfield and is in favor of moving to Fiorentina.

But the saga has now been imploded after Liverpool bought off the Italian club's last offer of a seasonal loan if it were to buy five seniors

The statement issued by agent Saif Rubie of the player, read: “Many things have been said in recent weeks about the future of Bobby Duncan in Liverpool.

& # 39; And today [Wednesday] is the last drop of the behavior and actions of sports director Michael Edwards from Liverpool.

& # 39; A few months ago before the end of last season, Bobby met with the hierarchy of the club, including academy director Alex Inglethorpe.

& # 39; It was acknowledged that Bobby was not happy in Liverpool for various reasons and Alex invited us to bring offers to the club for the exit of Bobby Duncan.

& # 39; For a player with zero first team experience, there were no clubs willing to pay an outright compensation for a player they received for £ 200,000 last summer.

& # 39; With that in mind, we have been able to find clubs ready to borrow Bobby for a season with a loan option to buy for £ 1.5 million and up, which is a great return for the club of a player who will never play for the first team of Liverpool and who does not want to be there.

The Club and Michael Edwards specifically made it clear that such a deal would not be

& # 39; So then I and my team worked even harder and succeeded managed to get a deal on the table for a loan with an obligation to buy after five starts with higher transfer costs than before and a sale to Liverpool.

Duncan comes close to Liverpool & # 39; s preseason friendly against Lyon in July

Manager Jurgen Klopp beats Duncan in the lead after Liverpool & 3-1 victory over Lyon

& # 39; real reason why Bobby missed the Under 23 match (against Southampton) Monday is because he has had a number of deep mental health problems with all the stress the club has imposed on him.

& # 39; Stress because he was told that he can leave, but then does his utmost to force him to stay against his will

& # 39; Not only does he have a very small salary, but he also has a season left on his contract after this and Liverpool have said frankly that he will not get a new one.

& # 39; As a result, Bobby has not left his room for four days and will never return to Liverpool and my only concern now is his mental health and well-being.

Liverpool Sporting director Michael Edwards has blocked the move of Duncan from Anfield

& # 39; The Liverpool hierarchy has shown zero consideration for that and have even gone so far as to say in writing that they will punish him and stay him in the club until January and after to give him a to learn a lesson.

& # 39; This is not really worthy behavior of Steven Gerrard happens to be Bobby's cousin.

& # 39; It's a sad situation that a club like a Liverpool may be allowed away with mental bullying and destroy the life of a young man like Bobby.

& # 39; I know one thing for sure, and that he never goes back there and he has such a small salary that no fine

& # 39; In this situation is the only thing that is important for the player's health and in this case Michael Edwards has completely ignored that because of his own stubbornness and I really pray that his experience won't happen to young players again. & # 39;