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mixestapes.
baby looks away as his cheeks flush pink, turning towards the sound once it’s pointed out. he turns back to shelby so he can sign to him, not quite meeting his eyes as he does so.
‘if you can make it to the water, you can sit down for as long as we’re fishing.’
it could be from a place of thankfulness, but shelby catches himself thinking of baby’s reaction as endearing. detects a bit of a blush, too, he thinks, which leads to a twitch of his own lips.
he nods once and climbs to his feet, careful not to respond audibly to the wave of discomfort that accompanies.
‘ don’t i feel well-rested, ’ he signs, expressing the sarcastic nature of the remark with a lazy smile, half-mast eyelids, and a lift of his brows. ‘ let’s go. ’
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he leads him over to a relatively flat tree stump, gently depositing shelby on to it. he gives a small, worried smile, waving off his words with one hand while he reaches up to lift his sunglasses with the other. he squints against the light for a moment before looking at shelby.
‘we have time. take as long as you need.’
‘ you’re kind, ’ he signs, and sits very still and very uncomfortably following. he stretches his leg to stop its angle further disturbing it. then--- ‘ ... do you hear that? is that water? we must be nearer than i thought. ’
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‘it’s okay.’
he glances around them, eyes still behind his sunglasses and earplugs still in, and tries to find somewhere for them to sit down. he holds a hand out for shelby, biting his lower lip, indicating with his head where he wants to go.
after a moment’s hesitation, he accepts the hand and follows baby’s eyes to give himself an idea how much farther he has to move. if such a thing can be, the tight press of his lips is grateful.
he holds tight to him until he wants to communicate again, then reclaims his fingers.
‘ thank you. i don’t mean to slow you. ’
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baby turns the second he’s alerted, eyebrows raised to show his attention is on shelby. he grimaces some and reaches out to put a hand on the other’s shoulder, trying to comfort him before he signs to him.
‘do you want to sit down?’
‘ i don’t know, ’ he answers, the flick of his wrist too aggressive and his self-directed frustration now plainly obvious. ‘ we’re off schedule as it is. ’
shelby grabs baby’s sleeve before he’s out of reach, gives it a firm tug to encourage him to turn around. he drops his chin and purses his lips, exhaling slowly as he suffers a shooting pain from knee to hip. ‘ leg, ’ he signs. ‘ need a minute. ’
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when noah was younger, thunder used to scare them. they used to crawl into their sister’s bed, bury their face in her shoulder, and shudder until the storms had passed. now, with monsters roaming the earth and the world left a violent, quiet place — there is nothing they love more. their voice crackles from disuse, but they press forward regardless, clearing their throat. ‘ — i hope it lasts. ’
the first cracks of thunder make him jump, like he’s tipped something off the edge of a table or pulled a door shut without thinking. as it picks up, he finds he feels more at ease than he’s done since he settled here, saved stress by heavy rain and natural phenomenon.
he can’t remember the last time he spoke. it takes him a few words to rediscover his rhythm.
‘ it’s an unusual thing to be grateful for, isn’t it? ’ he asks, still cautious. ‘ a thunderstorm. ’
‘ stop, ’ he signs urgently, pointing once he’s attracted her gaze at a warped, unsecured floorboard a step ahead. ‘ that’s going to creak. don’t move. ’
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they’ve been sharing the space long enough that shelby feels comfortable engaging. it’s taken them some time to settle back into normal breathing and lax posture against the wall, given what (fatal) chaos very nearly transpired earlier. he nabs the virtual stranger’s attention with a tap to the elbow and curls his lip warmly when he looks.
‘ what are you listening to? ’ he signs. ‘ i lost my headphones. ’
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‘ i’ll take it easy with the morbid stuff. ’
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shelby flashes teeth to show he’s teasing (he’d been staring somberly at them until now) and lifts his hands. ‘ maybe you should, ’ he signs. ‘ there’s enough of that as it is. ’
noah reaches in and takes hold of his hand, pressing a kiss to his bandaged knuckles. ‘see,’ she pulls away to sign, a small smile at their mouth, ‘all better.’
he smiles at them — it’s a small, tired one, to be sure, but it means something — and flexes his fingers carefully before signing back. ‘ thank you. ’ a beat. ‘ you’re good at that. ’
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a quiet place verse info:
for extended information on the film and the canon within which this character (primarily) operates, please read this page — it is not spoiler free! if you haven’t seen the movie but still wish to interact in this verse, here are a few important plot points:
it’s the year 2020 or later
“most of earth's human population has been wiped out by sightless creatures with hypersensitive hearing”
they hunt by ear
low-decibel sounds (e.g., breathing, very low-pressure running water, bare feet in sand) won’t attract them
natural and long-present sounds (e.g., flowing rivers) are also safe, as long as whatever noise you make isn’t louder than the noise it makes
shelby has a soft rubber tip on the end of his cane to mute its sound
he is fluent in ASL
very few people know that he’s from england
FATHER JOHN MISTY LYRIC MEME. make changes wherever necessary!
‘ look out, hollywood. here i come. ’
‘ pour me another drink. ’
‘ punch me in the face. ’
‘ i can fend for myself with what looks i have left. ’
‘ what are people gonna think? ’
‘ jesus christ, girl. ’
‘ we should let this dead guy sleep. ’
‘ i’m unsure of so many things. ’
‘ my reality is realer than yours. ’
‘ we could do ayahuasca, baby, if i wasn’t holding all these drinks. ’
‘ i long to feel your arms around me. ’
‘ gonna take my life back one day. ’
‘ the longer it keeps raining, the more she has to struggle to maintain a wonderful time. ’
‘ i’ve got smoke in my lungs and a past life in the trunk. ’
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