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idk why it posted it the other way before but n e ways here’s me and petoots. we’re both grumpy and mean, she’s just cute when she does it
“Did you cut your hands on me? Are my edges sharp?”
— Sufjan Stevens, “Enchanting Ghosts”, All Delighted People (2010)
«I care a lot» // Eiza González as Fran
Sterling had just been handed his coffee at the coffee shop and he couldn’t help but be a little bit bummed about it. It was far inferior to Germaine’s selections but he was on his way to the airport and that was, to him, much sadder a taste. Out of habit, he scanned the room with his eyes on his way to the exit but stopped when he saw… a familiar face.
“Lyra?” His voice was almost a whisper as he stopped at her table. It had been, what, since 2012? But he could never mistake those eyes. It was her. “Erikson Sterling. You remember me?”
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She never really believed in ghosts. Even as she grew up with her mother’s superstitions, Lyra’s studies in the sciences pretty much kept her beliefs in the tangible, in what she could see with her own eyes. For a while, she even began to question love. The kids cleared that up, though. She smiles down at her phone as she gets a text from the babysitter: Finn’s just finished a puzzle and the pride in his little thumbs up warms her heart.
A switch is flipped with just a single flicker of her past, a voice uttering her name. She never expected to hear it for as long as she lived, and yet—
Her gaze flickers up and there stands a ghost. “Erickson” she echoes. “Th— wow!” Her shock rumbles up a laugh, albeit nervous, genuine. He wouldn’t have caught her attention if he still hated her, right? “...Wow. Um. Hi. Yes, of course I remember you.” How could she ever forget. “Do you... how are you?”
hatemehatemenot·:
uriyah sees the child, pretends not to. a secret smile softens his expression. that kid’s got potential, a bright future in freelance crime. reminds him of his sister and her sticky fingers. reminds him of himself in the early days, just starting out. he could never have any of his own. it’s too much responsibility and, frankly, he can’t see himself not fucking up and turning his children into tiny, terrible copies of himself.
it’s still cute to see, though. still makes him forget his exasperation for a moment. when he finally looks at cj, he lets out a breath. he can’t get his scowl back. he’s still smiling.
“only if you’re paying.”
“when aren’t i?”
then again, it’s he who always offers. granted, cj’s got an endless flow of funds coming from the matchmaking app so he doesn’t even have to worry about checking a single balance. he takes advantage of uriyah’s mirrored expression and gets up on his feet, holding a hand out towards the young man.
“let’s get in before the rush, hm?”
the way I’m getting 4Ks tonight as Freddie... incredibly sexy of me if I dare say
okay i lies it’s mostly 2/3 because I like letting one or two live 😌💅
the way I’m getting 4Ks tonight as Freddie... incredibly sexy of me if I dare say
anonymously send me '+' and a question and my muse has to answer honestly no matter how uncomfortable it makes them
its the way he deserves this
( * & . — THE GOOD PLACE SENTENCE STARTERS / PART 2 .
‘ and then i remembered … i’m a naughty bitch . ’
‘ because i love you … i think . no , i’m pretty sure . yeah , i love you . ’
‘ birth is a curse . existence is a prison . ’
‘ girl , you are a messy bitch who loves drama and i’m into it . ’
‘ holy motherforking shirtballs . ’
‘ i am revved up and ready to learn . my brain is horny ! ’
‘ i came to apologize . there … i did it . i apologized . ’
‘ i could kill them right now and , you know , that would be easy . ’
‘ i could never get close to anyone . i never even told a boyfriend i loved him . ’
‘ i don’t know how to describe it … like , a different zone of time . no , that sounds stupid . a different clock land . ’
‘ i don’t know how to tell you this , but i’m dying . i mean , we’re all dying , slowly . when you think about it , we started dying the day we were born . ’
‘ i don’t know , man . maybe just tell her that you’re gay . ’
‘ i don’t need you to respond because i know you have trouble saying how you feel . ’
‘ i feel like you always understand about 20% of what’s happening . ’
‘ i got a flu virus named after me because i kissed a bat on a dare . ’
‘ i just have some worries , as well as some concerns that could potentially turn into outright fears . oh , there they go . they are fears now . ’
‘ i love you . and i don’t need you to respond because i know you have trouble saying how you feel . ’
‘ i was a good person for six months . that’s like five years . ’
‘ i wasn’t worth changing for . ’
‘ i will literally see you all in hell . ’
‘ in the words of my actual friends : ya basic ! ’
‘ is everything okay ? i mean , other than , you know … everything . ’
‘ is this why you came here ? to scold me on the metric system ? ’
‘ i’m gonna eat all this chili … and / or die trying . do you want any ? ’
‘ i’m gonna miss you , bud . ’
‘ i’m outtie , see ya in hell ! ’
‘ i’ve gained a lot of new skills recently . for example , i learned how to be passive aggressive . totally fine that you guys didn’t notice . ’
‘ love isn’t a triangle , it’s a five dimensional blob . ’
‘ more guys should be bi . it’s 2018 . it’s like , get over yourselves ! ’
‘ none of your exes have gotten over you . ’
‘ oh no ! now the thing i said after we kissed will always be ‘ hot diggity dog . ’ oh well , it was an honest reaction and i stand by that . ’
‘ somehow , i never want to leave you . ’
‘ that broke me . i’m done . ’
‘ that’s not a present . that’s just common decency . ’
‘ the other possible medical diagnosis is that you’re just a bit of a dick . ’
‘ their bodies are made very poorly . they’re mostly goo and juice . you just take the juice out and then they’re dead . ’
‘ there’s no point to anything and you’re just gonna die so do whatever ! ’
‘ ugh , of course your hugs are amazing . ’
‘ wasn’t he banned from disney world for biting buzz lightyear ? ’
‘ what a creep . why was i friends with him ? ’
‘ whatever progress i have made it’s because you and i have become friends . ’
‘ whenever anyone tells me a story about their life i imagine all the people as being super hot . otherwise i quickly lose interest . ’
‘ who the hell is this chick ? ’
‘ why do bad things always happen to mediocre people who are lying about their identity ? ’
‘ why is it every time a new thing is invented humans immediately try to use it for porn ? ’
‘ yeah , i love you . ugh , that’s embarrassing . i feel so itchy . ’
‘ you are too selfish to ever be a good person . ’
‘ you got it , you piece of ... butt . ’
‘ you need to ghost her . disappear . block her number . bonus : anything she left in your apartment is now legally yours . ’
‘ you are brilliant , charming , obviously gorgeous . ’
‘ you’re my friend . that’s why i can’t kill you . ’
hatemehatemenot·:
the prescription-grabbing tendency was never his scene. it’s his brother’s. his sad degenerate brother who he’s pumped full of narcan more times than he can count. erik, conversely, has managed to avoid his family’s tendency to spiral wildly out of control. his worst vice is occasionally having half a bottle of wine and then immediately going to bed to sleep it off. wild party animal. no wonder someone as fun as lyra chose such a stick in the mud fun-loving wild guy like him. every day is an adventure.
tonight is most definitely one of those rare drinking-a-little-too-much occasions. one of those he-is-being-far-too-cautious-and-is-safe-to-cut-loose nights where he thinks he’s being adventurous.
“hey, how’d you know about that? voyeur.”
he grabs the bottle right back from her, takes a baby sip, then gives it back. petty little-
“strep should get me out of work for… for… more than tomorrow, right?”
she scoffs, lightly jabbing his side with her elbow. “exhibitionist” lyra replies in a wine scented croon. she looks down at the now almost empty wine bottle and runs her thumb over the label. there’s some kind of... intimacy in sharing a bottle, at least from her point of view. she’s done so with lovers, with friends, even coworkers when shit got rough. a bottle on her own was-- a mistake each and every time. especially before the twins. she even began to fear for the worst at certain points. this on the other hand? it felt exactly right.
her gaze floats from the bottle over to erik. a squint, grin stifled by a thoughtful sip.
“perhaps... you got the available sick days?”
I’m impatient, and I’m… stubborn. And, uh… I stole an Abba-Zaba bar from the grocery store in fourth grade. And I’m… terrified that I’m gonna make a hundred wrong decisions and ruin the chances that you guys have to lead the perfect lives that you deserve, but…
↳ requested by anonymous
i just need some peas and quiet sometimes
me summoning the girlies back to my dashboard because lyra misses her family
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“voila!” set down before him is the plate of carbone’s spicy rigatoni vodka she had managed to imitate. and by imitate, of course, she meant improve. she’d had the original, decided it could do with some editing, and finally perfected it. now it’s time for the judgement of all judgement: adam’s.