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aftermoved · 3 months
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— 「 RE: @lcrk .
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❝ YOU'RE AN IDIOT. ❞ SURE, PROBABLY not the best thing to hiss at your employer, but they're currently very STUCK inside a coat closet and the last thing on his mind at the moment is to be kind. He's got a hand on the doorknob, which, unfortunately, does NOT have a lock from the inside. This was not how he was expecting to spend his day, in fact, it was the opposite. She'd needed him, yes, but it was hours after they were supposed to have left and there was no sign of anything CALMING DOWN.
❝ The next time I hear you even utter the words 'saying hi to one person isn't going to be a problem' you're going to be in SO much shit... ❞
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mastermicd · 20 days
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𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐥𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞.   →   accepting.
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@lcrk : ❝ they said i was a cheat, i guess it must be true. ❞
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"if they said i was a llama and the titanic was a pirate ship, would you believe that too?" and extreme example from the brunette, but one that illustrated her point in just the way that she'd wanted to nonetheless. she'd seen, from her own experiences, just how rumours could change not only other people's perceptions, but one's own perception of themselves if they managed to burrow too far under the skin. "who cares what other people might say about you? you know the truth in the end."
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tsareviich · 23 days
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“plots please”
-- you send meme, i give plots
( for his hollywood-based verse ) hollywood friends!! them meeting at a party or some event and hit it off. and like they chat and gossip about the ongoings of everything. even kind of being a shoulder to lean on for each other. ( ofc the paps do question if they're secretly dating... despite being out and about in public? and vasily very obviously in a relationship????? )
vasily being a d-list star ( bc of his social media influence / being liked bc he's wealthy ) and running into her at some party and ofc she's like... who the hell are you? ( maybe she doesn't say it but she's thinking it )... turns into frenemies.
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popstr · 2 months
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[text] –– do you ever just want to be mashed potatoes?
[ 20:40 : dorothea ( 1ftm ) ] yes EXACTLY. [ 20:40 : dorothea ( 1ftm ) ] u get it. 🥰 [ 20:40 : dorothea ( 1ftm ) ] not one single responsibility. [ 20:41 : dorothea ( 1ftm ) ] the only relevant question is what stage of mashed potatoes u mean. [ 20:42 : dorothea ( 1ftm ) ] like do u mean the process of being mashed which seems maybe painful but possibly in a way a therapeutic massage is? or possibly other unmentionable things if that's what ur into. [ 20:43 : dorothea ( 1ftm ) ] or like simply the state of being of mashed potatoes. lying there like a blob with no expectations other than just existing. [ 20:44 : dorothea ( 1ftm ) ] and like ... being eaten i guess but that's prolly another question of what ur into lmao. [ 20:44 : dorothea ( 1ftm ) ] is that what u meant or was that a typo and now i sound nuts. [ 20:45 : dorothea ( 1ftm ) ] which like 2b fair i am so w/e
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pointetoed · 8 months
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“Thank you so much for letting me stay over, I really need a pamper night." When was the last time she had a girly sleepover - probably when she was a kid. "So...what shall we do first?"
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@lcrk | s.c
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inbreeze-a · 5 months
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“Do you visit this place a lot?”
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"Oh, certainly. One of the few places around here you can actually get some quiet."
The second that they had been told they could break for lunch, Lucy Gray had filled up her plate and snuck off. There were plenty of people who wanted to talk to her about different things, something she had quickly learned was a part of guest starring on just about anything.
"My apartment's not too far from here. And it reminds me of home." She glances up to the leaves above her. Not as nice as the pine needles she was so used to but... close enough. "Would you like to join me? I'm sure you could use a break, too."
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stamour · 6 months
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♡ 🥩 ˒˒ @lcrk's dorothea   :   [ lonely ] sender finds receiver alone in a dark room
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𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙲 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴    but it creeps through the vents and tickles their ears like a whisper   .   𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄   was the perfect poster child for the partying hollywood superstar   ,   adorn with glitters and glam and kissed with something sweet but with spice   .   the music and food and people was the perfect offering to the modern god and yet   ,   he felt an itch to escape   ,   a desperation to find air that wasn't breathed by someone else   .   the actor found refuge in an empty room   ,   not bothering to illuminate their surrounding and instead   ,   letting the darkness envelope them like a safety blanket   .   for a moment   ,   she could breathe   ―      but the approaching footsteps and heartbeat of   𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀   could be heard just beneath the bass of the song long before she entered the room   .
𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄   :      (   the smile that is offered for her presence is only kind   ,   with a dash of concern for what brought her here   .   it was her party   ,   after all   )      hey   ,   birthday girl   .   what are you running from   ?
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parameddic · 4 months
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“… Sorry. Say that again?”
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"Iiiit's getting pretty cold." What was she doing out here, freezing to death? TK's hands were on her arms, both of them, assessing the chill of her skin against his fingers - and his fingers already felt like ice. OK, no, yeah, no, he took his hands away to pull at the straps and zips of his jacket, peeling them away. This lady needed a coat and she needed it waayyyyy worse than he did right now. She needed to be inside, like, yesterday. "I think it's time to head inside, OK? It's not gonna stop snowing. We have to move."
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batgeance · 6 months
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it's your birthday?? happy happy birthday!!! i hope you had / are having an absolutely fabulous day, filled with doing all of the things you love!
AHHHH LIESL THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!! i had a really wonderful day with my family and i took the day off work so all in all, a great bday :') thank you very much for sending in well wishes, i appreciate it very much, you're so sweet thank you thank you thank you <3333
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aftermoved · 2 months
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"you're having fun with this, aren't you?" (for haden)
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A HINT OF A SMIRK plays on the man's lips, and he holds his hand out as they wander through the crowd. ❝ BACK UP, please. ❞ They make it to the car a few seconds later, as he shoves his sunglasses down to cover his eyes. The sun is BLINDING, and theres about thirty people all trying to get something from Dorothea.
❝ Listen, guys, we've got to GO. ❞ He helps her into the car, following right behind her. It's when the door slams shut that he finally SIGHS, for a second, off duty.
You're having fun with this, aren't you ?
He thinks at what ELSE he could be doing, what his sister was no doubt getting up to right this second. And honestly, it wasn't bad. He had a roof over his head, and it wasn't just one that she provided, it was one that he worked for. There was food on the table, and he wasn't questioning whether or not he'd have it tomorrow, or the next day. No... And maybe, yes, he was still getting up to some things that could definitely get him FIRED in his down time but, what didn't hurt his employer... she didn't exactly have to be AWARE of.
Haden shrugs, casting her a raised brow and a cheeky grin.
❝ Could be worse. ❞
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nogcd · 6 months
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@lcrk
Clark was using his super hearing to listen in on the sounds of a movie being made out on Mains Street. “Places, everyone!” “General Zod and Superman fight scene, Take 20!” And once the wind machines and the choppers started, he turned it off and went back to his coffee.
Superman had become all the rage years ago – comic books , movies, a television show, and an animated television show all sought to tell his story. Clark, Lois, and Jonathan had consumed most of that media and laughed their asses off. Ninety percent of the stories that they saw were made up and the ten percent of them that weren't was mostly based on whatever nonsense Clark had written about himself in The Daily Planet so many years ago.
Still, it was nice that Hollywood was still making magic even if he didn’t make a dime off of it and that was fine with him. Whatever worked for them, worked for him as long as their script supervisors and fact checkers didn’t show up at his house in the middle of the night asking him to verify certain stories.
He took another sip of his coffee and noticed a woman sitting at the bar two stools away. He had seen her face in the magazines at the supermarket even though he didn’t know her name. “You're playing Lana Lang in that movie, aren’t you?” he asked.
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vanderwoods3ns · 7 months
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@lcrk said ; "it could happen to anyone."
"you're just saying that to be nice," serena counters with a smile and a soft laugh even as she dabs coffee from her shirt, "still - thank you. for the reassurance and the napkin." said napkin is momentarily held aloft but then she returns to using it to try and leech the drink from the absurdly expensive fabric of her top with a smile. "i promise i'm not always a total klutz."
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fckinglion-archive · 7 months
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@lcrk : 🤠 - our muses at a silly costume party. closed.
“ christ, sorry— ” she has half a mind to start at the idiot who shoves her against dorothea, get completely up in arms and make a scene about common courtesy that’d been bubbling since she’d first arrived. because honestly, how hard is it to remember you’re standing with plastic bloody wings on around other people ?
unfortunately, the guilty party has vanished before she can say anything further, and upon putting two and two together she spots that she’s not the only one he’d knocked into on his way through the crowd. so her concern turns elsewhere, firstly to her drink to be sure it hadn’t gotten anywhere, and secondly to dorothea, worry written across her face when her free hand finds her shoulder. “ are you alright ? ”
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pointetoed · 9 months
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"I heard it's your birthday," Dorothea says, handing Adrianna a small box wrapped with a pink bow. Inside is a charm bracelet -- cliche, yes, but well intentioned, with each of the charms on the bracelet correlating with ballets that Adrianna has performed in. "Happy birthday!"
Adrianna gasps softly before the gift is even unwrapped. "Oh, Dorothea, thank you!" Each layer of tissue paper is delicately unwrapped, carful not to rip. The bracelet was put on almost immediately, turning her wrist this way and that to admire it from every angle. "I love it! Thank you, thank you!"
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lcrk · 9 months
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hey Dorothea, do you ever stop and think about me? when we were younger, down in the park, honey, making a lcrk of the misery… Dorothea Lark, indie fandomless oc inspired by dorothea and ‘tis the damn season from taylor swift’s evermore, written by Liesl.
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stamour · 6 months
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♡ 🥩 ˒˒ @lcrk's dorothea   :   ❝   if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❞
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❝   𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒔 ?   ❞      amusement twists itself with sympathy within dark hues as they regarded the other   ,   no stranger to the feeling of relentless exhaustion that was offered like some sick reward for an unforgiving day's work      (   how many days have left love broken down to tears   ,  hardly able to stand   ,   hardly able to think   ?   𝑝𝑜𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔   ,   they only brush you off enough to get the cameras rolling again   ―      time is money and you can't fall apart on their watch    )   .   but today was better for love than most   ,   clear head   ,   full stomach and gleaming white smile of encouragement to offer   ,      ❝   i definitely feel that a lot   .   luckily for both of us   ,   i think my head is safe from exploding today so i can help you do some thinking   !   maybe we'll get stuff done today with our two brains working together   .   ❞
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