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@nbruges-blog
heya! i’ve put together a multi for my often neglected original characters, including lesley, chris, holland, olle, moss, and rafferty (more to come, i’m sure). i’m not deleting or permanently abandoning any of their blogs - this is just so that i can write them on the side, continue to work their voices, while my focus is elsewhere.
if you’re looking for low-pressure, icon-free threads with any of my boys, find them here!
my url has been stolen and i’m grumpy so give me a while to come up with a new one
i’m messing around here for a bit! i was disaray, now i’m this. new muses (and probably zero activity lbr) on the way! :*
warmst.
listen, as long as she gets a pair of kickin’ new skates, it doesn’t matter what their dorky little club is called. oh, but is he serious? “ are you serious? like, now? ” she suspects he is. her hands are still near her face, so she presses them to her cheeks.
“ dude. dude, i would love to! ”
‘ then what are we waiting for? ’ the hand he extends is meant for leading, not shaking, but he realizes a little late that he hasn’t actually... properly introduced himself, and turns it sideways. ‘ holland oates, by the way. ’
Festive Prompt List
“Is that mistletoe?”
“Are you- are you pulling down mistletoe?”
“I don’t care about tradition, you try and get me to kiss you under the mistletoe and I will punch you”
“If I hear one more Mariah Carey song I will riot”
“Remind me why I can’t kill the carolers?”
“Hum one more note of that carol and I will stab you”
“My house, my rules. The Christmas music stays on”
“If you throw that snowball you’re declaring war”
“You’re kidding, right? I’m not going out in that snow storm!”
“I don’t care what you say, The Nightmare Before Christmas works for Christmas and Halloween”
“I can’t believe you did all this, for me”
“You don’t have to go to all this trouble, you know”
“You didn’t really think I’d let you spend Christmas alone, did you?”
“You’d make a really terrible Santa”
“It’s a time of good will, not whatever the hell you’re doing”
“Aren’t you just Santa’s Little Helper?”
“You call this decorated?”
“How on earth did you get tinsel there?”
“Wow, you really go overboard with decorations, don’t you?”
“It looks like Santa threw up here”
“What are you doing to that poor wrapping paper?”
“Exactly how much more hinting do I have to do?”
“Have I told you how much I hate Christmas shopping?”
“Secret Santa is bullshit”
“Tell me what you want for Christmas”
“Why are you so impossible to shop for?”
“Can’t I just give you $20 and you can buy something for yourself?”
“Please tell me you aren’t searching my room for where I’ve hidden the presents”
“I thought we weren’t doing gifts!”
“I got you a Christmas sweater!”
“How many Christmas sweaters do you own?”
“You’re wearing the Santa hat, whether you like it or not”
“One normal Christmas, that’s all I wanted”
“I’m sure what ever threat is out there can wait until after Christmas dinner”
“You invited how many people over for Christmas dinner??”
“You really can’t cook, can you?”
“Who the hell turned off the oven?!”
“This calls for eggnog”
“I can’t believe no one has spiked the eggnog yet”
“Just how much eggnog have you had?”
“I’m starting to regret having taught you about gluhwein”
“Oi! That’s my hot chocolate”
“Spam is not a suitable replacement for turkey”
“No offence meant, but I do not trust you to carve the turkey”
“I don’t care about anything else, the pudding is all that matters”
“Hey, binge eating at Christmas is totally justified!”
“You made gingerbread zombies?”
“Step away from the cookies.”
“Who ate all the advent calendar chocolates?!”
“Normally I’d say no, but I’m on my 14th candy cane, so why not?”
warmst.
all of holland’s enthusiasm earns him a bout of embarrassingly earnest giggling. summer covers her mouth with both hands to stifle as much as she can. “ — yes! ” she does! she really does like them. near loves them, in fact. her laughter reduces to a bright, quiet smile, thank goodness.
“ where did you get them? i have to get myself a pair. have to. ”
has he inadvertently formed himself a little vintage pastel purple roller skates club? if so, finding a shorter name is number one on the docket. he gives her a dopey smile.
‘ my favorite rink is two blocks thatta way, ’ he says, head cocked east. ‘ we can get you a pair at their shop and you can take them for a test drive. what do you say? ’
deathprocess.
she stills as she reaches for it, looks up at him with a raised eyebrows. she considers still picking it up for him, but decides against it.
“okay. sorry.” a pause. “you sure?”
trusting it’s answer enough without commentary, eames crosses the room and collects his poker chip, which he rolls once across his knuckles before pocketing.
‘ it’s the thought that counts, in any case. ’ his smile is as kind as it is strained. ‘ thank you. ’
rekant.
‘ but, ’ consider this, ‘ you gotta. ’
he could keep at this all day. it is delaying his doing what he has to do, after all. ‘ but i shan’t. ’
warmst.
“ — c’mon. ” oh, now she’s flowing forward and not-quite-pulling rebecca in by the shoulders. gentle-like. she’s got a grin bright enough to light up a skyscraper. “ take me back, baby, please. i promise i won’t do the weird joint thing anymore. ”
she might not be crossing fingers, but toes are fair game, right?
‘ hey. hey. ’ she doesn’t fight it. in spite of all of summer’s withstanding misdemeanors, rebecca craves the attention and savors the touch. ‘ juuust because you know how to play me doesn’t mean you should. ’
‘ ah --- one drink too many for me. ’
in truth, eames is just out from having spent a workday testing a new compound. it’s affected him badly ( crying shame for the crew ): his short-term memory is full of holes, he’s off-balance, and his words occasionally bleed into one another.
pretending to be drunk is a great deal easier than detailing the complicated nature of his business.
‘ do try not to hold me accountable. ’
@bzzrd, eames.
he doesn’t realize his chip has slipped out of his pocket until someone is --- surely, out of the kindness of their heart --- bending over to fetch it for him.
‘ don’t. ’ he adjusts, climbs down fast from the panicked energy. ‘ don’t touch that. ’
@deathprocess, eames.
‘ i was planning to let you tire yourself out, but i’ve begun to suspect that they forgot to affix you with a ‘quiet’ setting. ’ he drops his cheek into his hand and looks on, tired and somewhat impressed. ‘ really, love. do you remember what you’re talking about? ’
@toprovoke, eames.
‘ it’s nothing you’ve done. ’
he’s been up for the better part of 40 hours, so his abject snippiness comes from a place of exhaustion, not dislike. eames lifts his head and forces a smile, which gives him away more than anything that’s preceded it.
‘ i’ve been on this document since half past --- ’ a glance at the clock. ‘ --- two hours ago. please trust i rarely make for such poor company. ’
@thymocosm, eames.
ALAN PARTRIDGE: ALPHA PAPA STARTER SENTENCES. — change pronouns, descriptors, etc. as necessary!
that music was very foreboding.
it’s made a shiver go right down my spine!
sorry, it’s the other way, isn’t it?
in a whiff-free world, what smell would you miss the most?
i googled you on yahoo.
our friend ____’s just sent us a text saying he hasn’t bought toilet paper in 18 months.
shared a bag of salty popcorn with him last week.
you would say that now you’ve lost.
probably just being a gay show-off.
walking and talking, like ‘the west wing’.
wow. i enjoyed that.
my days are numbered, mate.
i’m not scared of anything.
old people, much like dogs, are blindly loyal.
don’t know if you know, but he’s also irish. a plus point, if you like swearing.
i’ll leave you to your biscuits.
oh, fuck.
we’re supposed to do it in sync.
i’m not happy about it, but i’ll just have to go along with it, won’t i?
you’ve always stuck up for me. not like the others.
i did the right thing, didn’t i?
i’ve got to be honest, ____, i’m feeling pretty crummy.
keep me away from the sausage rolls.
i’ve started wearing my chubby clothes again.
i noticed.
i thought she was country dancing whilst eating cereal.
sorry, could you get me some sausage rolls?
i need a word. it’s rather delicate.
she’s a drunk racist. i’ll tolerate one, but not both.
you just wanted sex. you used me.
oh, they must have left in a hurry. something weird’s happened.
alright, you freaked me out!
yeah, alright, i’ll go on without you.
i need to commandeer this vehicle.
there’s a madman with a gun.
why do you sit so close to the wheel?
i’m sorry, i’m a bit nervous.
i’ve never been in a police car before. may i lower the window, please?
i’ve got very aggressive athlete’s foot, but that’s the only thing about me that is.
do i look like i suffer from panic attacks?
i’ve had one panic attack in a car wash.
it was a perfect storm of no sleep, no wife, and angry brushes whirring towards me.
by the time the giant hairdryer came on i was in the footwell.
yeah, i’m just a little nervous about going into a car wash.
you want me to buy your police uniform off you?
i aim to please you, and i - i hope to impress you.
do you want to see my gun?
they don’t speak to me anymore.
tell them i love them.
i thought a jokey costume would put you at ease, give you a giggle.
i brought you some cake, not that you deserve it after that.
just use a high-velocity round that passes straight through his body, because he’s a personal friend of mine.
i should be at home in bed watching funny videos on youtube.
cool it with the cross-talk.
i’m going to be his right-hand man in this. he’ll be my, um… left-hand man.
i don’t care! i’m going to fucking die!
hey, i’m trying to save your head! … shoulders, knees, and toes.
better get yourself some body bags.
penny for them.
keep the penny, you’ve got a gun.
now i have nobody.
it’s just jilted spouses complaining whilst drunk. also known as a date, if you’re over 40.
i told you i’ve got a very sensitive tummy.
no, come on, we’re better than that.
okay, ____, shoot. i mean - you know, start speaking.
you’re all puffed up like a robin.
enjoy me. everyone else is.
you make friends with the bully so they bully someone else.
i know what you did, you fucking snake.
sweet mother of god, no.
you’re a fucking clown, ____.
shut up, you dick!
i can’t reach the trigger.
they’ve blown me to bits, ____.
i remember when you were defrosting your freezer and you gave me all that bacon.
so maybe everything that happened has changed you.
good for the bin, i reckon.
like this for something from eames while i’m super feelin’ him, or hop on this call if you’re interested in a starter from someone else!
dustangel.
edith smiles and snakes an arm around him for a sip from his cup. what must she look like to him in this moment of weakness ? an angel of mercy, no doubt, gazing down at him with an aura of benevolence. the truth is she’s just as pitiful as him, with once-lovely features made ragged by the years of drinking. “i never marry boys whose names i don’t know.”
‘ it’s holland, ’ he says, following a moment spent fighting the urge to ask her to please stop shouting. what little of his rational mind that is currently functional tells him, however, that edith is operating at a perfectly acceptable volume. he’s just ultra sensitive right now. ‘ do you often bring your whiny bartenders home with you? or am i winning this game? ’
cursedline.
“ — oh, that is good. ” a low laugh tickles its way out of his chest. “ kinda feel like i just showed my hand there, you’ve got yourself an easy target. ”
‘ please, you mustn’t fault yourself, ’ he says. ‘ i’m no easy temptation to resist. ’
