* consider implications.

independent temporarily dash-only emma perkins from starkid's the guy who didn't like musicals. written by alex. RULES. & ABOUT..

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coming here to say bf wasn’t all that good and i’m disappointed

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"Get away from me! You’re not Paul! You’re one of THEM!" :grimace:

❝ don’t be silly, emma! ❞ and although he isn’t singing, there’s a musical lilt to his voice, the corners of his mouth pulled up into a wide performance smile. ❝ i’m still the man you trust– but i’m happy now! don’t you want me to be happy? you could be happy, too, emma, ❞ a small step forward, hands clasp tightly around hers. ❝ we could be happy together! ❞

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DYLAN IS GONNA BE IN BLACK FRIDAY I’M OFFICIALLY HYPED

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FINALLY

oh

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FINALLY

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THE ( CRAZY ) GUY WHO DOESN’T LIKE MUSICALS.

gaze nervously flicks around beanies, as if searching for even the smallest sign of a kick line or jazz hands. he’s never been so nervous in his life– and maybe that’s why he’s spewing all this word vomit onto emma. he physically cannot restrain himself. ❝ okay. emma, ❞ hands retract and clasp before himself. ❝ i think the world is becoming… ❞ now he pauses. he sounds crazy. maybe he is. but there’s clearly something crazy going on; doesn’t that warrant a crazy reaction? albeit nervous and crooked, he smiles. ❝ a musical. ❞ and when emma looks like she’s going to speak, paul rushes: ❝ don’t say anything! let it… sink in. ❞ the smallest of pauses, and trembling hands come to rest on emma’s shoulders once more. ❝ okay! now!… are you frightened?! ❞

                       He    is    certifiably    insane.     The    obvious    progression     with    his    insanity     was     at     first    baffling     to    Emma,    but    as    the    screw    eventually    became    less    and     less    loose,    her    face    falls.      Eyes    and    head    try    to    follow    his    gaze.     When     he    lets    go     she     lets    out    a     deep    breath.     To    humor    him,    she    forces    a    smile,    hung   up    on    either    side    of    her    cheeks.    Just    when    she’s    about    to    speak,    the    madman     hushes    her,    and    her    lips    flatten    into     a    straight,    closed    line.    Eyes    bugged    out,    she    nods    slowly.     IS    SHE    FRIGHTENED?     Yeah.    Totally    frightened;    but    definitely    not    by    the    concept    of    a    fucking     musical.    What’s    causing     fear    is     Paul’s    erratic    demeanor.     The    nods    continue,    and     she’s    hoping     for    an    out    of    SOME    sort. 

                                  “...Uh,    yeah,    I     think    I’m    starting    to    get    a    little    frightened--”             Before    he    gets     a    chance     to     REALLY    respond,    she    urges:               “--you    should      sit     down.”

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“A cute lil’ barista”

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Just a TGWDLM doodle made in class.

I hope you like it! 💙☕

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i hope you know that when I saw this blog I GASPED ALOUD bc im so in love with tgwdlm Rn THANK YOU COFFEE GAL

          GOD BLESS YOU thank you so much!!! aaaa!! I hope you have a lovely day!!!!

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ask emma questions to distract me!

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THE GUY WHO DOESN’T LIKE MUSICALS.

❝ emma– emma, ❞ perhaps a little more forcefully than intended, paul takes the cup of coffee and sets it down on the counter, takes emma by the wrists, and leads her to a more secluded area of the coffee shop. when he speaks again, his hands move rapidly, as if to emphasize the importance of his words. ❝ emma. i feel like there’s something… sinister… infecting hatchetfield. and– i know this gonna sound crazy! and not very scary. but it is scary, if you think about the implications. ❞ a brief pause, a deep inhale, and paul grabs emma by the shoulders. ❝ promise me you’ll think about the implications! ❞

                 The    dude    was     being    a    bit    WEIRD    before,    but    this    is    a    whole    new    level    of    crazy.     Being    talked    to    bombastically    was    one    thing,    but    the    due    manhandled    her,    physically    forcing    her    away    from    her    post.    Not    that    Nora    or    Zoey    would    mind,    they’re    too    busy    working    on    that    dumb    song    in    the   back.     Shocked,    she    blinks   as    she’s    being   dragged,    and    he    begins    his    musings    again.    Confusion    was    too    easy    a    word    to    describe    what    she    was    feeling.    Too   simple.    She’s    not   sure    what    to    respond    with:    maybe    the    guy’s    being    honest.      (    Emma    doubts    it.     )                     “Jesus    ---     okay!     I    promise!”               Just    get    it    over    with    so    I    can    go    back     to     my     shitty     goddamn    job,    dude.

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BUZZFEED UNSOLVED: SUPERNATURAL SENTENCE STARTERS ( S4. )

❛ moths aren’t even scary! people say ‘ mothman ’ and i don’t - i don’t shiver. ❜ 

❛ do you believe me now when i say that maybe we’re both demon proof? ❜

❛ so you’re threatening to take the treasure  .  .  .  if he doesn’t tell you where the treasure is? ❜

❛ sure, you’re welcome to fuck around with the boys, but please know this — once you do, the whole world’s gonna know ! ❜

❛ forget about the richard gere movie for a second — ❜

❛ what the fuck, is all i have to say to that. ❜

❛ it’s weird, he only moves if he wants to. ❜

❛ is that all you know how to say? four years of german and you could only say ‘ my name is — ’. ❜

❛ i have a pocket bible with me this time. ❜

❛ it is possible that i’m dead right now. ❜

❛ i remember i used to think cannonballs were hilarious, until i saw the patriot, and that thing goes rolling through the field — just knocks people’s legs off ! ❜

❛ he’s a fucking creature, he can do what he wants. ❜

❛ you tend to go, ‘ well here’s a thousand things it could likely be, put a big X over those, even thought they’re fairly logical. ❜

❛ i’ve only got a couple more minutes — shit or get off the pot. ❜

❛ you get some of the devil’s juice in someone, you know … things happen. ❜

❛ he’s like a george clooney batman ! ❜

❛ one time, i cut up an avocado and there was a lot of meat left on the pit, and i put the avocado pit in my mouth, and i started to just — eat the meat off of it, and in that moment i was like ‘ if i sneeze right now, this thing would lodge into my throat ’ —  and ever since then i’ve kinda been terrified of avocados. ❜

❛ i was born in the darkness. ❜

❛ maybe a dark entity would like to possess me — i’m a pretty good candidate. ❜

❛ sandhill cranes  —  look ‘em up, fascinating bird. i’m going to own one, someday, a taxidermied one, and it will be in my room. ❜

❛ like i said, this guy — this guy was kind of a dildo. ❜

❛ if he can jump between dimensions, why not fuck around a little bit? ❜

❛ this chair looks fucking stupid in the middle of the room. ❜

❛ if you’re trying to make us go to sleep and feel safe so you can start fucking with us when we’re asleep — pretty uncool ! ❜

❛ well, you think we’re going to have fun everywhere, you could go into a building that’s on fire and you’d be like ‘ this is a blast ’. ❜

❛ i gotta be honest, telescope people are weird. ❜

❛ well demon, you thought you had me in your clutches, but not today, demon, not today. ❜

❛ i don’t think aliens have money. ❜

❛ maybe he was just taking a walk, what’s it to you? ❜

❛ it’s been a lovely stay in this quiet, quiet uneventful house. ❜

❛ if you’re possessed, i’m not taking you home. ❜

❛ — i got a bubble — i got an air bubble in my throat right now. you hear that? you ever get that? this is scary, i don’t sound like myself. ❜

❛ you don’t have to bring up the mustache. ❜

❛ you have a very different definition of fun. ❜

❛ you can walk into the room, just don’t go inside me, y’know? ❜

❛ he’s gonna’ come back with some new technology — that thing that they put the dynamite in like in jurrassic park. ❜

❛ i gotta say it does look as imposing in person as it does online. ❜

❛ is it like a character creator in the sims? like they pick out a little pink frilly dress and they’re like ‘ hm. i don’t like that one, maybe some overalls  .  .  . ’ ❜

❛ i’m going to go ahead and cut you off right there, because i don’t give a shit. ❜

❛ well, once again i have gotten myself into quite the pickle, haven’t i? ❜ 

❛ ( wheeze ) ❜

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THE GUY WHO DOESN’T LIKE MUSICALS.

paul doesn’t have time to worry about emma’s current opinion of him– or he can’t be bothered to worry, or both. he has far more pressing matters on his mind. like that flash mob, or whatever the hell it was, and whatever the hell possessed his boss to do… that. just thinking about it all sends a shiver down his spine. only when he’s managed to catch his breath does he step away from the counter, chest rising and falling with one last heavy sigh. ❝ emma, i think there’s something… terribly wrong with the world today. ❞

              Emma     moves    to   get    his    black    coffee,    back    and    forth     between    the    cups    and    the    coffee    already    in    her     hands.    He    talks,    she    has    to    work,    and    DAMN    her    legs    are    tired.    Both    hands    press    against    the    counter    when    Paul    --    poor,    anxious    Paul     --    talks     about    the    state    of    the    world.    (    It’s    official.    Dude’s    off    his    rocker.    )      Brows    knit    up    once    more    and    her    eyes    roll.               “Fuckin’    TELL    ME    ABOUT    IT.    I    spent    all    morning    learning    some    dumb    ass    tip    song.”             She    pours    the    coffee    into    a     mug    and    begins     to     hand    it     to    him,    the     other    arm     rubbing     the    back    of    her    neck.             “I’m    EXHAUSTED.”

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can you fight god?

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least and favorite part of working as a barista?

                                       ASK EMMA SHIT TO DISTRACT ME!

            “Oh,    yeah,    okay.    Well,    it’s    a    helluva    lot    easier    to    tell    you    what    I    DISLIKE    than    what    I    LIKE.    Normally    I’m    OKAY    with    people?    I    know    how    to    hold    my    own    –    like,    I’m    not    a    fucking     saint,    but    I’m…    Decent    enough?    Anyway,    I’ve    snapped     at    customers    more    times    than    I    can    count.    The    worst    part    is    the    people    that    come     here,    because    it’s    not    even    like    this    is    a    fucking    STARBUCKS,    y’know?     All     the    entitled    INDIE    people    come    here.    Like,    get    a    fucking    Keurig    or    something,    GOD    knows     you    can    do    your    own     ‘secret     menu’    shit    in    the    comfort     of    your    own    home!    Oh    –    and    every    SINGLE    one    of    my    coworkers    is    at     LEAST    10    years    younger    than    I    am.    My    manager    is    fucking     TWENTY-THREE,    and    they    won’t    stop    talking    in    musical    quotes    or    songs.    The    only    GOOD    part    is    that    SOMETIMES    people    will    tip    well.    Otherwise,    it    all    sucks!    Like,    every    single    bit    of    it.”                She    pauses.                “And    before    you    ask,    I    don’t    leave    because    looking    for    a    job    in    Hatchetfield    is    near    impossible    and    I    need    money    to    live.    I    go    to    college,    I    can’t    be    jobless.”

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i am paul kin bc i too get heart eyes when i see emma

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“so is that what drove you back to hatchetfield - coatimundis, up in your shit?”

“no, no - it was my sister.”

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It’s inevitable

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