#andspontaneous

[lvckyfew-archive]

andspontaneous replied to your post: compared to all other bullshit updates to this...

multis can colorcode their replies now

ok sun is out here in the 21st century 

[dncngqn-a]

✦･ﾟ･ﾟ﹡@andspontaneous​ ❱ cont.

                              truth  -  be  -  told,  she'd  lost  track  of  EXACTLY  how  long  she'd  been  sitting  there,  sound  of  the  ocean  waves  the  only  thing  accompanying  her  thoughts.  &&  whilst  she'd  sat  with  her  daughter,  fussed  over  her,  ensured  that  she  was  absolutely  okay,  for  however  long  it  was  before  sophie  INSISTED  that  she  really  was  fine  &&  that  she,  herself  should  go  &&  get  some  rest,  she  KNEW  that  even  TRYING  would  be  pointless.  she  had  far  too  much  on  her  mind ;  the  wedding,  sophie's  potential  father's  showing  up  out  of  the  blue,  her  daughter  passing  out  in  the  middle  of  the  courtyard.   it  was  a  lot,  &&  this  had  been  the  ONLY  quite  moment  she'd  had  all  day,  not  that  she  was  particularly  in  FAVOUR  of  it  at  the  moment.  

                              &&  whilst  words  had  been  HARSH  'pon  harry  approaching  her,  she  felt  as  though  her  tones  were  JUSTIFIED  &&  he  was  one  of  the  last  people  that  she  wanted  to  speak  to  right  now.  but  she  just  didn't  have  the  ENERGY  to  argue  right  now,  she  really  didn't.  ❝    she's  fine,  ---   she's  resting,    ❞  not  that  answer  that  she  wanted  to  give,  she  wanted  to  tell  him  that  it  was  none  of  his  BUSINESS,  because  right  now  it  wasn't,  hadn't  been  for  the  past  TWENTY  YEARS,  that  hadn't  changed  because  he'd  shown  up  out  of  nowhere  the  day  before  her  daughter’s  wedding.   ❝    what  do  you  REALLY  want,  harry  ??    ❞  because  after  all  this  time,  she  was  in  the  utmost  certain  that  he  wasn't  only  there  to  ask  how  sophie  was  doing.  

[ciienfuegos]

          “UNA VIAJE.” fernando repeated, warm eyes looking at the other man, a polite smile on his lips. “i have been told you work too much. what you need is a short trip, no work, no duties. it is all about relaxation.” he had seen many places in this world before, for him, it was set that he would spend the rest of his life on this island. harry, however, was still young... younger. he should take advantage of it. 

          [   sc.  //  @andspontaneous   ]

[exactsentiments]

@andspontaneous  !  「sc.」

    “    It’s Greek superstition, I believe. Something to do with GOOD LUCK.  ”    Still ,   a slight hint of surprise clouds his features as locals SPIT on the ground right before his feet  ---   a wish of good fortune, no doubt ,  and the smile that has been occupying his face the entire evening seems to broaden even more. WHO COULD’VE PREDICTED IT --  a wedding guest turned groom in only a few hours. It still feels somewhat surreal as he casts a quick glance at Donna (  HIS WIFE ! ! ) who has only briefly left his side to converse with a few other guests. Turning back to Harry  ,  the grin still unchanged ,  he admits :   “   I feel like I have all the luck in the world already.  ”

[dearbcby]

STARTER CALL. / @andspontaneous

                               “i wish you were my daddy.”

[archivewineamo]

    “ Harry Headbanger ” a wide grin spread across crimson lips, she had a couple of memories about this one, of course, she hadn’t really spent a lot of time with the men who were running left and right to catch a part of Donna’s attention but she did remember him. “ You probably don’t remember me, I’m Tanya, Donna’s... tall friend I suppose? ”

@andspontaneous

[ritahanson]

STARTER CALL  •  @andspontaneous

It is no great secret that Rita Hanson adores people. She treasures the connections she’s made through her life, and sees nurturing them as one of her greatest joys. It is also no great secret that she doesn’t need to have something obvious in common with someone to befriend them - she is a firm believer in the idea that you can find common ground with just about anyone, if you approach life with an open mind and an open heart.

What she really loves, though, is when her friends surprise her. When people she thinks she knows inside out manage to catch her off guard in the best kind of way - or, as has happened in this case, when a throwaway comment reminds her of a shared piece of their lives that they’ve somehow never discussed.

“You know, we’ve never swapped notes about being students in Paris. How have we not done that yet?”

[tovska]

@andspontaneous  //  roulette sc  →   maurice  &  “ answer me ”  from the band’s visit.

“  HERE  I  AM,  AND  THE  LIGHT  IS  DYING.  ”  words a murmur in the fading streetlamps, spoken as though they are meant to be a secret whispered in far greater intimacy, issue from maurice with the unexpected mysticism that loneliness has cultivated within. they stand as an invitation, for simple company, or as a statement on their own, to an acquaintance he neither trusts, nor to whom he should speak in the tone that he has. but his life is ruined, his reputation a patchwork, and so this evening, he does not care ---- so long as he does not have to spend the night in silence.