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sana - feel special jacket shooting
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𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕠 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕟𝕒𝕡:
glacialroses:
BEATRIX: ma’am… why must you greet me in such a way BEATRIX: i thought we were family hehe BEATRIX: oh thank GOD, i was literally going to lose it BEATRIX: jk i think i already lost it because i didn’t get to talk to my stans consistently for hours BEATRIX: i wanted to believe maybe someone was just trying to steal my internet via wifi but if it’s affecting you… BEATRIX: nah im throwing arms and legs, i thought you knew me better dskfdjsl BEATRIX: deadass, subs are probably yeeting because they don’t get our entertainment rn BEATRIX: how, tf did you know? .-. BEATRIX: their wifi is trash btw, worse than data lmao i’m about to fight these kids providers too BEATRIX: god is a woman, and her name is riley BEATRIX: always knew i could count on youuu BEATRIX: i mean i can tell you, but then i might have to kill you… jk jk BEATRIX: tldr i was teaching spot how to do a trick and he wasn’t having it
RILEY: what else was i supposed to do?? call you my ‘work wifey’? RILEY: ain’t gonna cut it, far too cringy RILEY: was about to say you’ve lost it a long, long time ago RILEY: there’s always twitter and a community tab on youtube RILEY: i don’t think those require that much data, it’ll do for now RILEY: aight don’t activate your trap card just yet, we’ve have to be professional first RILEY: i can’t believe i’m saying this, but let ME take care of it RILEY: so dramatic. and for what..... RILEY: there’s still regularly updated content with our faces in it, everything’s fine RILEY: a wild guess lmao. act nice and ask for the employee’s password RILEY: i know you’ve got it in you, do it for the wifi’s sake RILEY: coming straight from a goddess herself, it is a great thing to hear RILEY: i guess he just didn’t .. /spot/ the green screen huh RILEY: is HE okay?
emptyhousc:
straight, whitened teeth nibbled on the inside of belly’s lower lip as she anticipated the completion of the new piece of furniture. it was always the little things, wasn’t it ? a warm summer’s breeze, freshly painted nails, the aroma of a busy kitchen, new furniture built in the middle of the night. she had always been the girl to appreciate life’s trivial offerings, the childlike enthusiasm ever present even into her twenty’s. and deep within that pure heart, that night and its small importance implanted itself. the last rigid screw was set into its place, and all felt right in the world. still sat on the floor, annabelle’s legs continued to knot themselves together, but at the mention of some drugstore hair dye, she stretched her thin legs forward. hopping up, still energetic into the late night, she slapped her hands together, as if it was all her hard work and patience used up, as if she mantled the desk together herself. a hard day’s night.
“ okay ! “ annabelle chimed at jericho’s brilliant idea. she found herself a hair connoisseur; it was the highlight of her mornings. washing, diffusing, styling her long, strawberry-blonde locks was a dash of excitement to start the day, but normally, she left the dying to the professionals. she imagined it may be similar to spreading paint across a page — an absorbent, permanently altered page, that is. she mentally pledged to do her best, to be the best hairdresser for just a few hours. “ sounds like an awful idea, but i don’t see why not ! maybe have some hot cocoa or tea while we wait for it to settle. “ she was pushing the warm refreshments despite the late august heat in seattle, but her stomach called for the soothing warmth. she straightened out her hoodie that dropped just below her pajama shorts; shrugging, it was good enough for her. who could she possibly run into at such a late hour ?
once outside, under the twinkling orbs of space, annebelle kept her purse draped across her shoulder, hands clutching the strap. the darkness of night time felt so peaceful, and the emptiness of the late hour was both lonely and soothing. night time was her favorite — it caused a warm, deserved feeling of solitude within her, but tonight, she neither alone nor warm. actually, the air was slightly cool, without the sun to cast its warmth across the surface. and she ate it right up. “ so orange, huh ? “ smiling, she just barely nudged jericho with her elbow. “ you’re gonna look like a tangerine … kinda makes me want an orange soda. or maybe some skittles. “ her sweet tooth took over her thoughts for a short moment. as her flip-flops clicked gently against the sidewalk, she periodically glanced up towards the sky. “ do you ever think about what it’s like up in space ? “
“--- look,” he began, putting the screwdriver right back into the toolbox -- a neat, handy thing he was gifted by his grandfather a good couple of months ago. he did not think much about it until now; he didn’t even know that he was going to use it as often as he does, but it was an amazing thing to have. truth be told, jericho didn’t care much about appearances, nor did he think much of looking a certain way while doing something, but a box full of fairly decent tools ?? it was making him seem at least a bit more professional, compared to his old ways of putting anything he had in his pockets, or even a fanny pack, back when he was still in college. “how else am i going to pull off looking like android 16, huh ??” he questioned, getting up right after the words left his mouth, “i mean... i am not planning on shaving the sides of my head, so i might as well just get the colour right, no ?? and see ?? there’s some positives to it !! we’ll get that hot cocoa in one way, or another...” jer then trailed off, laughing to himself a little.
jericho wasn’t a night owl, by any means -- he had always preferred the daytime. everything was up and running ever so smoothly, and he could just leave his place and not worry about any stores being closed due to how late it was. it might have been a funny way of thinking, but he knew that he had a point. a weak one, but still. however, the man couldn’t complain -- not when belly was around. she had definitely changed his view on being out when everything else was silent and still; a friend like that ?? a blessing. one of a kind. “why not ?? dragon ball was one of my favourite things to watch when i was younger, and... i don’t think i could rock purple hair like trunks did quite yet -- i’m not even sure if the world would be ready for that, either,” he commented, shrugging ever so fondly. “a tangerine. i’ll take it. but... wait -- i hope you mean the sweetest kind, ‘cause, well... the other ones ?? couldn’t be me.”
he shoved his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants and shrugged once more, “we should get both -- i feel like we’re going to end up hungry in any time soon,” also, food was always a good idea. he wouldn’t mind spending money on something so small like this -- they might as well make the entire hair dying process even more enjoyable, right ?? “chucking a hard-hitting question at me just like that, huh ??” jericho jested, an amused smile making its way back onto his lips, “--- wouldn’t it be like... extremely loud and quiet at the same time there ?? there’s been a study that proved that planets and other things make so much noise. this makes no sense at all, but i get it... kind of,” he rambled in response. he didn’t think too much of it before, but after being asked, he couldn’t help but wonder what was it really like. “i am sure we are not alone... -- there has to be some kind of life form hiding away in space,” as he continued, his brows furrowed as they always did when he was deep in thoughts -- he barely even noticed they were almost already at their desired destination, “what do you think ?? do tell. you’ve got me thinkin’, it’s only appropriate for me to ask you the same thing.”
why can’t we all just take a nap? a giant nap. a worldwide nap. it sounds pretty good to me.
jennifer’s body not realistic bc if i had a demon friend who killed dumb ass men for sustenance i would let her like we can work that out
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glacialroses:
⊰ @clmdwn. / nina & ava ⊱
lately it seemed as nina lost all motivation, or rather inspiration to make anything artistic come to life. she figured it had something to do with all the pressure of classes starting back up, believed after the first two weeks — she’d be alright and back to her many art pieces. yet, life along with her creative mind? showed otherwise. and maybe that’s why she found herself knocking on the apartment door a bit harder than she ever would. if nina had to be honest to herself; she had felt extremely lost at the moment, thus only following where her feet would bring her… which in most cases led to being around ava.
most people knew what they were getting into when they visited her, walker included. but she never would shy away from asking the other out to find something worth admiring and ultimately? becoming enough of a spark for some art to be made. granted, she knew very well the elder was likely to say something along the lines of ‘just paint me’ or worse, remarks that’d always burn the artist’s cheeks. in the end, it was always worth it though. nina would come out with a piece of perfection, all the while having good company around. softly, nina would sigh — mind trying to recite the invitation she was going to give the other. albeit, once the door opened: she loss her words, almost instantly.
“ he—hey! sorry to bother you, i’m uh ” nina paused, running now shaky digits, through her own blonde locks. she offered a bright smile, as she earned more courage. “ i’m in need of some musing, and i was wondering if like… you’d want to go to a painting class with me? ”
“--- ah, ah... what did we say about all that ‘bothering me’ stuff ??” ava questioned. “you’re doing no such thing, baby. please, remember that, okay ??” to be fair, even if the radio host was at her busiest, she would not hesitate to find the time to hang out with the younger girl. one could say that she was one of ava’s favourites, and yes, she did have them. while she would not admit to it, there was a short list of people that she found interesting enough to keep around, and nina was clearly one of them. perhaps she was biased, but much like most things in her life, she could not care less about it. a bright, yet still somewhat gentle smile stretching upon her features, she stepped a little bit further inside, unspokenly letting her know that she needed to take care of her appearance before she could even bother thinking about leaving her apartment.
there was something to be said about the clothing choice -- most people would admit that the lack of pants was not something they could ever consider a lounge wear, but ava would digress. looking down at her feet and then back at nina again, she let out a barely audible giggle, “now, do tell when does the class begin ??” she asked, a curious eyebrow arching upwards for a brief second, “--- and what do you think would be an appropriate outfit for such thing ?? i surely cannot go outside like that, now, can i ??” technically speaking, she definitely could. but, what would the public say ?? it’s not that she felt the need to validate herself with such thing -- it was more about not tarnishing the artist’s reputation by showing up half-naked. what if they thought she was supposed to be the model for the day ?? it would be a honour, however... this wasn’t exactly the goal, was it ??
“by any means necessary, do make yourself feel at home. get comfortable on my couch, raid my fridge -- there’s no limits here, yeah ??” ava could only do so much as offer. before retreating back to her wardrobe, she took one last look at her guest and winked ever so playfully. once there was a wall between them, she took a deep, deep breath, attempting to think of something else they could do together, after the aforementioned painting class; if it was up to her, ava would definitely not want to part ways so quickly. “oh !!” she shouted out, “do you happen to be free after the class, by any chance ??”
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glacialroses:
⊰ @clmdwn. / beatrice & riley ⊱
BEATRIX: ma’am… i’ve got some important matters i need to discuss BEATRIX: and by important, i mean wtf is up with the internet?? BEATRIX: i keep getting disconnected during my livestreams and it’s really just starting to grind my gears BEATRIX: please tell me it’s not just me ! BEATRIX: and before you ask, yes i’m literally sitting in a coffee shop while snapping you BEATRIX: nope, it’s not starbucks or dunkin donuts BEATRIX: also, can i borrow your green screen? BEATRIX: mine uh… dog kind of at destroyed mine
RILEY: girl what RILEY: it’s literally the most important thing in the world, so yeah.. i gotchu RILEY: nah, it’s not just you tbh RILEY: mine’s been lagging like a binch but never dropped the connection RILEY: sounds like we need to either file a complaint or call up the provider?? let’s save throwing hands as a last resort gjfkgfjk RILEY: i literally CANNOT work like that tf RILEY: so........... costa, then?? :D RILEY: no judgement here though, we gotta do what we gotta do.. legit using my phone’s data rn RILEY: ofc come pick it up whenever, i’ve got a spare RILEY: i’d ask how the fRICK did /that/ happen, but.. i don’t think i wanna know. rip green screen, u were a good bich while you lasted
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emptyhousc:
@clmdwn. jessabel — › jericho.
jessabel found herself to have the worst luck in the world. only a few nights before the semester started, barely touched for that twenty four hours, the desk collapsed in the most dramatic way possible. in the middle of the night, startling an asleep belly awake in a panic, the weight of her prized sewing machine finally was the last straw. then … the panic ensued. if it had been any early, even by a few days, she would’ve felt alright. calm. strategic. but with an outfit already due on her first day of classes and the trousers barely completed, her hope diminished. in the only fashion she knew how, she released the fear through tears, and tears, and more tears. she always knew how lucky she was to have jericho in her life, her shining knight, her escape plan. because as she brought home a brand new ikea desk and a brand new sewing machine, she only had one person in mind.
sure, jer had to deal with her panic-induced crying attack, but once the construction began, belly felt her mood flip upside down. she was his right-hand-lady for the project, since she knew she’d only be in the way, so she helped in the tiny ways: handing over important pieces, finding the correct nuts and bolts, taking three tries to identify the tool he needed. but she was happy. mostly happy because she had someone as incredible as he in her life, someone to help her build a stupid desk at 3 am two nights before the semester began. she sat on the floor, crissed-cross-applesauce, hands together in a prayer shape, all her hope and motivation spiritually sent in jericho’s general direction. she rested her cheek against her hands, still in their original shape, as she watched him complete the finishing touches.
“ do you know how special you are ? “ belly practically whined, lips puckering into a frown. but she wasn’t sad. no, not at all. instead, she felt so moved, so warm and fuzzy inside that she barely knew how to express herself. “ do you want me to make anything ? some tea, hot cocoa, cookies. i think my body’s becoming nocturnal, so if you wanna stay awake a few more hours, we can ? “ she was hoping he would stay, because at night, she never felt so alone. nina and blue were sometimes awake, but a piece of her felt already a burden just being their roommate, considering she bothered them everyday. “ oh ! i can fit you for that piece you wanted me to work on. i forget what it was for but … we can get some stuff done once the desk is complete ! “
this wasn’t exactly how he imagined spending his day off doing, but it’s not like he minded it that much. or at all. jericho could never sleep at night, anyway. perhaps it was because of the fact that his body had already gotten used to having countless, sleepless nights due to his job ?? yeah, that could be it. so even after receiving a call from jessabel, he wasn’t bothered in any way. it was usually how it went, right ?? they would text or phone each other up, and do whatever they wanted to do, no questions asked. he thought it was neat to have someone like her around. so to say he was more than down to help with anything would be an understatement. always down to spend some time with a kind soul. friends come and go, but he could definitely feel like this girl was there to stay. thank god.
having some experience in calming people down helped a lot. but jericho would be a liar if he stated that he didn’t feel his own heart breaking when he had seen belly in such state. he had been taught to never let his own emotions come in the way, but he wasn’t on his shift right now. he could throw a bunch of reassuring words, some silly jokes her way without feeling guilty of attempting to form a bond with the patient. this wasn’t the case right now, obviously. jericho was an empathetic man, and it pained him to see anyone in distress. he felt like it was an obvious thing, though. he believed that almost everyone would react the same way if they saw such a scene unfold. tugging on the strings of his three sizes too big hoodie, he now resembled a teletubby; shooting a glance in the girl’s way, he made sure to let a big, goofy smile appear as she was handing him the correct tools to use. he could only hope it worked -- seeing her mood being lifted was a reward on its own.
“hmm... i do now,” jericho responded, moving his head to the side for a brief moment, “my nana used to tell me i’m special everyday. i guess that just solidifies her opinion...” he trailed off, looking over at the floor as he tried to locate the one, last screw. lifting up the paper-thin instruction manual, he had found what he needed. “were you two right though ?? the world may never know... -- i’m just doin’ me, so...” a shrug; the janky screwdriver already attaching itself to the loose screw, working its way inside the place it’s supposed to be. was he really that special ?? he didn’t think much of it. a humble man on a mission, that’s what he was. “--- some hot cocoa sounds great, not gonna lie. but... i was thinking we could hit up the nearest cvs and get me orange hair dye, if you feel like it ??” count on jericho to always have such wild ideas in the middle of the night. “we can test out the desk tomorrow, that’s for sure !!”
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