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Pierre NineyïŒ Matias Indjic - APOLLO Magazine No.20.
TOM HUGHES AS JOE LAMBE ! ( THE GAME )
Tom Hughes as Prince Albert in Victoria (ITV).
Why is he the embodiment of the ":D" emoji?
The Sanctity of Innocence | G.D. [ONE]
Summary: Y/N Y/L/N has never really feared the unknown. However, when she moves in with her mother and her boyfriend, she gets more than she bargained for when the house comes with an unexpected guest who, sometimes, she can hear but cannot always see.
Warnings: Mature Content
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The air felt thick with tension as Y/N followed her mother into the rickety, creepy-looking household which floorboardâs groaned after every step she took. The plethora of dust lining every possibly crevice made her slightly cough and wheeze, but she continued on up the old stairs that felt as though could give out at any given moment. All in all, this place was a dump.
âMom, why exactly are we here?â she questioned in a monotone voice, just as her mother stopped at the top step with a light smile on her face.
Her mother, Juniper, turns to her with a particular brightness in her eyes as she answers, âIâm checking to see what possible renovations could be done.â
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OH MY GOD!!! đ„ș
Iâm obsessed with the college roommates conceptâ maybe youâre feelings lonely and kinda sad abt ur love life one night and Grayson offers to take you on a date just for fun as friends but then ~feelings~ happen âșïž
Umm do you mean that one episode in season 8 of friends where Joey takes out pregnant Rachel and gets his crush on her??? Bc yes :))
Itâs probably just been one of those weeks, you know? An assload of assignments, tests and exams every other day, most of which youâd completely bombed and were feeling shitty about. You hadnât had more than 5 hours of sleep a day in like a month, youâd been living off of microwavables and instant noodles, you couldnât remember the last time youâd had a sip of water since all your energy has been from coffee. And the kids in all your group projects this semester? Idiots. Selfish pricks. Every single one of them.
So it was needless to say that you were just in one of those moods. It was a Friday night, so things had slowed down enough, finally, but it also finally gave you some time to let yourself think, and god it was not great when you had to think.
It had started as just one of those basic thoughts; âWhat am doing? Where is this going?â which lead to âWhy am I even in college in the first place?â Ending with âOh my god Iâm wasting my life and Iâm gonna be alone foreverâ.
By the time Grayson had made it home that night, you were huddled up in the living room sofa under a blanket, your laptop open in your lap and snacks all over the table a couch while âIsnât she lovelyâ by Stevie Wonder played on your phone as you tried your best not to burst into tears at the thought of never finding a boyfriend.
âWhoa, I donât remember getting my invite to this slumber party.â He laughed, kicking his shoes off and throwing his bag onto the single sofa next to yours.
She got âšcarried awayâšand I got âšdesperate for a part 2âš.
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hi! i donât wanna put any pressure on you or anything this is totally up to you but would you ever consider writing a boxer!grayson fanfic/concepts/blurbs? i love ur writing and hope u have the best dayđxo
The week before a match has always been the hardest. Grayson could easily lose himself in the long training sessions and dehydrating himself to keep a certain weight for the match.
Tensions are high, his temper short and conversation scarce.
When he started boxing, it was meant to be a vent to get out all his anger and ease his mind. As a temperamental man by nature, Grayson struggled to keep a clear head and the anger? It was always in him. It felt like poison eating away at him, rotting his heart.
Whether he liked it or not, Grayson alienated everyone he cared about. In time, even Ethan was gone. Grayson didn't hold it against him though, genuinely happy Ethan had moved to Australia with the love of his wife, a baby on the way. There was no bad blood between them, but the distance took a toll.
That's how he found himself alone, using a punching bag as his therapy. Knuckles are safely wrapped, his vision blurring with the sweat getting into his eyes. His hair is falling on his dampen forehead, sticking. Every punch brings more pain â the kind you can't heal with a band aid and the kind you'd never see just by looking at the handsome boxer.
The world sees him as a man-whore who spends his millions on women and cars, but he was empty â just as empty as the bottom of every bottle he got to. Drinking is bad, he knows that. Hell, he preached that every day to younger generations, but he found solace in it â solace in the ability the drinks had to knock him out at the end of the day. Dreamless, alone and never sure he'd wake up the next morning.
Biting his bottom lip, Grayson groaned as he used all his strength, slamming his fists into the bag, imagining it's him. He wished he could beat the bad out of himself, to start anew. He wished for a new life, a woman by his side â the kind of happiness his brother had managed to secure.
It's ironic â Grayson was the brother who wanted a family and kids with the house on a beach in Australia and Ethan, the brother who wasn't sure he'd ever want to get married got exactly what Grayson wanted.
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Me: *Speaks in one language*
Also me: *forgets words in it and switches to another*