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@singiisms
The 3rd icon in your folder is your muse's reaction to meeting their future husband/wife.
He held up his hands in surrender, taking a few steps back. As much as he liked Liv, he knew how she could get. ”Sorry, sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you…or Livsa. And I guess Madsa and I are just…similar people. I mean, I guess. Obviously, I don’t know Madsa. Sorry, but I just think you should be honest. Tell, um, Livsa that the guy is going to find out. But I’ll still help you with anything you need to know.”
Since she barely took a break to breathe during her speech, the blonde used the moment that Diggie was talking to inhale sharply, and melodramatically.
❝ Aw, thank you! Livsa wanted me to give you this,❞
Her arms flew from her sides as she held her arms out towards the other, not waiting for him to react she pulled Diggie into a hug. As she pulled back she took in a deep breath, arms relaxing at her sides.
❝ Okay, I have a confession. I am Livsa. Well, actually Livsa doesn't exist - well, it does, there's a thrift shop named Livsa in the UK but, I mean, like, in this conversation. Totally nonexistent! ❞
I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.
Marilyn Monroe (via royalillusion)
Diggie snorted. It was sort of endearing how she thought he couldn’t tell who she was talking about. ”Um. Okay. No, your hair looks fine. I mean, I’m sure her hair does. It’s called the Super Bowl because… because…well, I have no idea, but it doesn’t have anything to do with hair. You’ll be fine. Ah, she will. But doesn’t, um, Livsa, think she should be honest? This is kind of transparent. No offense, but it’s sort of impossible to learn everything about a sport in a short amount of time.”
Eyebrows furrowed as her voice became whinier by the second, at one point Liv even felt her body droop as she was speaking. ❝ Livsa knows she should have been honest but Livsa was feeling pressured because there were a lot of people around Livsa and sometimes Livsa talks before she realizes what she's saying! Also Livsa told me to tell you that if she wanted the honesty talk she would have gone to her sister, Madsa.❞
{& ;; I'm going to attempt to edit my theme, please bear with me.
Natalie looked around the room. Was she being punked or something? ‘Cause this wasn’t funny. She actually had things that she should be doing right now. ❝ Why are you still here? ❞
A long, and unnecessary, exasperated sigh released from her throat as the blonde threw her head back as if the other not singing the lyrics was suddenly distressing. When she allowed her head to return back to place she shook it, a shrug overcoming her shoulders. ❝ Fine, whatever. I'll just have to be Velma and Roxie all on my lonesome. ❞ She turned her head to the side slightly, lips plopped out, shaping a frown. ❝ Lonely, lonely, l o n e s o m e.❞
”Uh, Liv? You do know I play basketball, not football, right?” He smiled and shook his head. "Well, I would tell your friend Livsa that if she told a guy that she’s a big Super Bowl fan, he probably sees through you already. Ah, her. It’s the Seahawks against the Patriots. They’re football teams. Super Bowl is football. Anything else, Liv? I mean, for Livsa, obviously.”
A feeling of satisfaction emerged as the blonde assumed the taller jock had no idea she was referring to herself. ❝ Oh, uh, no, I doubt it. Livsa is a pretty amazing actress, so. ❞ Her lips rolled on top of each other, green orbs gazing away at a close distance as if the response wasn't al- ready an obvious indicator of who she was talking about. ❝ Yes, actually! She just wants to know if a bowl cut is required to attend a Super Bowl? She can't rock a bowl cut. I have a Hollywood haircut app and I- she, um, it just, it doesn't look right.❞
Liv Rooney in every episode: 2.02, Pottery A Rooney.
❜&&singiisms
Maddie lept up from her bed, the homework she’d been working on spilling onto the floor in a whirlwind of white loose-leaf.
❛ Liv! You can’t do that! ❜
❝ Maddie, hey! I didn't know you'd be home at - ❞ Her eyes moved in a swift motion as she perceived the time on the watch taped on her wrist ❝ - the right time. I know we talked about closet space and we figured something out but, funny story, you're so going to laugh- Shoedazzle had a sale! It's shoes and dazzle! How could I not indulge myself in that sale? ❞
❝ Hey, Diggie! Diggity-Diggity-Dig! ❞
Tiny fingers joyfully poked the other, in joyous rhythm with her words. ❝ So, uh, I have a question. A question that I am asking for a friend named Liv-sa,Livsa, yeah, she’s Russian. Um, so, she may or may not have accidentally told this really cute boy down at the mall that she’s a huge Super Bowl fan - which, by the way, is not an award show for celebrities with bowl cuts. ❞ She gently grabbed at her hair, twirling the strands around her finger as she lowered her voice on the last sentence. ❝ Anyway, she just needs to know if the Seahawks are, like, actual birds or just a ship name like Miggie or Brangelina.❞
It doesn’t matter what you look like! I mean if you have a hunchback, just throw a little glitter on it, honey, and go dancing.
(via nothing-lefttoburn)
❝ these are ich luge bullets.❞
credit.
Natalie stated at the girl for a moment. She didn’t understand a single thing about this lady. Who the hell did she think she was?
”No. Now get out.”
Eyebrows furrowed as the blonde tilted her head up slightly. Taking her words in she put a pointer finger up to her lips and tapped it softly. ❝ Um, okay. Those are not the exact lyrics but keep the monotone facial expressions, they're perfalicious! ❞
"No Liv, it’s not about Hollywood stars," she said, shaking her head. "Could you even try to act like you care and come look at this?"
❝ Ooh, acting exercise, I do this all of the time with Maddie when she talks about { sports. } ❞ Rolling her eyes upward she stuck out her tongue to show just how distasteful she thought sports were. ❝ Okay, annnd, ❞ the 'n' in her 'and' dragged as she shimmied her should, eyes closed as if she were trying to focus, suddenly her eyes flew open as she snapped, walking towards the brunette. ❝ Scene! Lemme see, what is it? ❞
{ singiisms }
"Oh my goodness, come look at this. What is that?"
❝ Is it the top five best dressed Hollywood stars because I am equally disappointed that I wasn't included. How could you go for Drew Barrymore when you can have Liv Rooney? ❞