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honor todd each day you 𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓮 with me know that i would g l a d l y be the ɪᴄᴀʀᴜꜱ to your { certainty } oh my 𝓼𝓾𝓷𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽, 𝓼𝓾𝓷𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽, 𝓼𝓾𝓷𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 strap the wing to me death trap clad, ❝ happily ❞ with wax 𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕥𝕖𝕕 i'd meet the sea under 𝓼𝓾𝓷𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽, 𝓼𝓾𝓷𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽, 𝓼𝓾𝓷𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽

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Florence Pugh “Little Women” Photocall, October 2019.

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jacekhouri‌:

@honoreds // “hey,” jace said, walking up to the woman he saw in the grocery store. “honor, right? we met when i was walking my dog?”

honor looked up from reading the ingredients of the can she was holding, which she was doing mostly to avoid making eye contact with people. at her name, she smiled a little. “right. almond, and... jace, right?”

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@theohneaux: @onmyhonor oh that is also a serve

@theohneaux: dang i wish i didnt i miss u at the party bc we couldve served together :////

@onmyhonor: @theohneaux listen we were together for a little bit and then you disappeared

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beanottrixie‌:

bea nodded quickly to the other woman, offering another sheepish smile. “yeah, yeah, for sure. i’m usually way more like, tuned in to where i am.” she assured her, and held up the camera. “thanks! it was my dad’s. he gave me a bunch of his old photography stuff when i graduated high school and i found this one in storage the other day.”

honor softened a bit. “then don’t worry about it,” she replied, with a wry smile. honor raised her brows as she listened. “is he a photographer?”

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antiquatcd‌:

finn’s binoculars had been pressed to his eyes for the past hour. he’d explored most of town square, hoping to catch some common wildlife in their purest essence. this was what he had time to do since losing his job. he scanned the sky, the tree branches, the top of buildings, and spotted a red squirrel nipping at a branch’s bark. he walked a little slower to enjoy the sight before being called out. “excuse me, young lady, but you can always go around! i’ve got more important things to do than argue with some angry basic-looking townie,” one thing finn despised about cape hazel was the amount of people in basic bitch fashion for fall. ever since he’d begun spicing up his look, he couldn’t help but notice how drab and quaint the rest of the town was. “be my guest, go ahead,” he stepped back, and motioned for her to move ahead of him.

this man was a nerd. angry. curmudgeonly, even. yet, something about him honor always found intriguing. it took a second for her to even realize it was her former boss. “townie?” honor parroted. “i’m not even american, what about me makes me a townie?” she chuckled, darkly, and took another sip of her drink. “maybe. on second thought, maybe it would be better to simply watch you watch, dunno, birds or whatever you see through those.” she paused. “in the middle of the sidewalk, though? really?”

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maiaorion‌:

“That’s what I thought. I’m kind of disappointed I thought you were so big, bad and important.” Maia said successfully wasting the girls time then turning back around. “Actually, it is a issue, the train? A bike? Anything, did you even think?” She said still walking slowly to annoy her.

honor rolled her eyes, completely disregarding the other girl, as she continued to walk down the street. the needling was persistent. that was the thing, ever since she had been here, everything felt like everybody’s business. it wasn’t-- and it certainly wasn’t this tiny blonde girl’s. “oh, bugger off, why don’t you? don’t you have polly pockets to play with or something?”

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siderii‌:

— Ira suppressed a chuckle, walking next to Honor as the latter called out to the person in front of them. “Be nice,” he remarked, hiding his amusement behind his cup of coffee as he brings it up to take a sip. It was a running joke, his constant reminder for Honor to play it nice. “Why are you in a rush anyway. I thought we’re having a nice stroll,” Ira reasoned, laughing softly then clearing his throat. “Oh, you’ve got some free time next week?” He added an afterthought.  

ira made honor feel a little more at home. he was a comforting presence in an otherwise foreign place. he also watched over her like an older brother, one that tried to keep her in check. “fuck off,” she replied, a smile growing on her face. she wasn’t serious. never really with him. “i just don’t appreciate slow walkers, ira. they’re absolute planks, usually.” she took another sip, and craned her head up when he asked the question. “hm? yeah. why?”

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smatua‌:

Solomon raised his eyebrows at Honor, unable to resist his playful instinct with her even with a massive hangover. It was easier to joke than talk about reality. “You mean to tell me you’re not French? This whole time I thought you immigrated here from the Eiffel Tower, where the fuck are you from, then?”

“i know, and it wouldn’t have been the eiffel tower, it definitely would have been versailles, because obviously, i’m a queen,” she retorted, before giving a sheepish grin. “brighton. undecidedly not french. pretty fucking boring.”

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@theohneaux: @onmyhonor shego , obviously . who else would serve as much as i did

@theohneaux: @onmyhonor who were YOU , honor

@onmyhonor: @theohneaux bitch you did serve!

@onmyhonor: @theohneaux i was medusa

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@theohneaux: my memory from last night is extremely spotty

@theohneaux: who was who??? who was who?????? reveal yourselves demons

@onmyhonor: @theohneaux who were you

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text → honor 👑

indy: well

indy: can u kiss

honor: p well if i say so

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maiaorion‌:

“And what are you going to do about it?” Maia said moving closer to her her. “The bus is free but you just passed it. If you were really concerned about it you wouldn’t walk.” She sarcastically shrugged.

honor leaned back from the girl, uncomfortable with the proximity of any person, but especially this one. “it isn’t my problem, so nothing,” she replied, deadpan. “the bus isn’t going near where i’m going,” she said. “i wanted to walk. is that an issue for you, oh queen of the sidewalk?” honor took another sip of her coffee, and began to turn around. “or do you need the last word that badly?”

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text → honor 👑

indy: u.....haha jk...unless? 😳

honor: 👀👀👀

honor: unless..........

honor: which one do u want, because i can't fight for shit

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beanottrixie‌:

bea had found one of her dad’s old film cameras in a box in her storage unit recently and had been experimenting with it again, relearning everything she’d learned in her photography course in school. she puttered along the sidewalk, peering through the lens as she tried to find the right angle for the tree she was trying to shoot. caught up in her photo, she didn’t hear the woman behind her until she spoke, and bea jumped, turning around quickly. “i’m so sorry!” she said, grimacing and lowering the camera. she stepped aside and offered a sheepish smile. “i got all distracted by the lighting.”

she eyed the camera in the other’s hand, understanding what the hold up was instantly. sometimes, she got overwhelmed by how different, yet similar maine was to her origins. brighton never got warm, though, just slightly less cold. she was simply glad she still had seasons. she wished she had any sort of talent for photography but she just stuck to low quality pictures she took on her phone. honor softened a bit. “no, it’s fine,” she said, looking up to the girl. “just... be careful, yeah?” she paused. “s’nice camera you have.”

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jacekhouri‌:

“c’mon, bud, come say hi,” jace said, coaxing his dog away from the tree that he was either peeing or marking his territory on. “this is almond. please, feel free to pet him - but if he bites, don’t say i didn’t warn you. people aren’t lying when they say chihuahuas are evil.”

honor squatted down, holding her hand out for almond to sniff. the dog didn’t seem that interested in her, but she held it out for another moment then gave in. she stood back up, shoving her free hand into her pocket. “he’s cute, nonetheless,” she told him, a small smile spreading across her face. “i’m honor, by the way. i think i’ve seen you around town.”

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smatua‌:

“I’m just saying, watch what you say before you trigger the gag reflex. She’s feeling real testy today.” He followed Honor to her car, relieved to sink so low into the passenger seat that his head barely scraped the headrest. “What’s new with you?”

honor wrinkled her nose at the thought of that. “disgusting,” she replied, rolling her eyes. “keep her in check.” she ran a hand through her hair as she sighed, shrugging. “work’s work, people are people. someone thought i was french the other day, don’t know how someone could confuse the accent i already have, but i’m not questioning it. you?”

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smatua‌:

“Don’t test me, H, just the thought of skipping right now is making everything spin,” he warned her, never losing his smile, especially not after she made her generous offer! “I’d like one ride to your apartment please.”

“oh, keep it in,” she quickly retorted, a smile of her own tugging at her lips. she nodded, and gestured, turning and heading in the direction she needed. “follow me, sir,” she said, joking a little.