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random texts with martin pt2

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[shipstorms]

trying to get back into the swing of writing so here is a good will hunting AU

The basement still has a blown light tube so the whole place has the look and feel of a morgue in the middle of the night. Also it's fucking freezing and damp like wet socks, but they've got the door propped open to get some air circulation going because Gale is freshly fourteen and John had bought some skunk weed off Jimmy next door to celebrate. He’d even tidied up the place the best he could before Gale came over, sweeping and vacuuming and spritzing Febreeze onto the couch, but all that did was make them feel nauseated so now they're just lying next to each other on the cold rug. Jimmy had also taught John how to fashion a DIY ventilator using a dryer sheet and a paper towel tube, except it didn't do shit and the whole room is stinking to high hell and John's mom is gonna kill him later, but all that's in the back of his mind in favor of basking hazily in the glow of Gale beside him.

"You remember when we first met?" he asks.

"Uh huh," Gale drawls. "You were wearing that stupid reindeer sweater. It wasn't even Christmas," and John rears back to sock him on the arm but he keeps going: "You pushed Billy Harkness off the swing because he stole it from me and he got his hair caught on the chain and Miss Doherty had to come untangle him."

John put his fist back down at his side, oddly proud for some reason. "You remember all that?"

"Her nails were red," Gale goes on. "And pointy. And you were just standing there smiling with a missing tooth."

"Which tooth?" John asks, and he means it as a tease, a question that Gale would never be able to answer, except he says, "Bottom right canine," and John turns his head to stare. Gale is still gazing up at the ceiling, eyes crackled through with red and lids hanging heavy, more relaxed than he ever seems to get. Whenever they manage to sneak bourbon off the kitchen shelf, he mostly just goes hot and angry and that’s not really fun for anyone, except John thinks there has to be something healthy about letting that pressure out, so he keeps offering and Gale keeps accepting and that’s the way it’s always been.

He runs his tongue over the sharp edge of his replacement adult tooth. "What was the weather like?"

"Sunny. First sunny day in November. Still cold as shit."

"What'd we learn that day in class?"

"How to spell 'fantastic'. And Miss Doherty read The Giving Tree and then we colored our version of the book cover. You gave your tree blue leaves. Couldn't even stay inside the damn lines."

He's talking so smoothly that John would suspect him of making all this shit up, but Gale always makes it obvious when he's pulling something out of his ass. This is him telling the truth. The description pings a vague image of the Egans' fridge from a decade ago—a messily colored tree that John had signed with his own name in the top corner.

"Your mom was late picking us up," Gale says. "Got stuck at work. Night shift nurse had called out."

"Jesus," John says, openly agape. "You got that photographic memory or something?"

Gale shrugs, as if shaking back into his usual reticent personality. John only knows the word because he'd spied it on one of Gale's report cards, written in neat teacher cursive. He had looked it up afterward, stepping foot into the school library for the first and only time in his academic career.

"Something, I guess," Gale says.

He finally looks at John, a smile pulling at the edges of his mouth, and John smiles back. It feels like he spends half his goddamn life waiting for Gale to look at him.

Later, John downplays the whole thing to himself because it's fuckin' embarrassing how delighted he is at Gale's ability to so clearly recall a memory associated with the two of them. Sometimes he still thinks about it though, at random moments like when he's standing in the kitchen and pouring milk into his Frosted Flakes, or when he's stuck in traffic, or when they're at Paulie's and the lights are turned down into a cheesy glow that makes Gale look like Bambi at a club. By then he knows for sure that Gale is smart. More than just smart and probably something else John might figure out a word for if he could be assed to go back to a library. That he remembers basically everything in history including his own journey out of the womb and what was on the McDonald's dollar menu in 1992; that remembering how they met has as much significance to Gale as shit on his shoe, but for a single evening, down in the basement cloaked with the stench of weed that he has no hope of getting rid of before Ma gets home, John feels special.

[mollywog]

Creative Differences

By @thesunpersists & @mollywog

They say to never meet your heroes- but when Katniss gets to work with Peeta Mellark, one of her favorite artists, she jumps at the chance. Her world is turned upside down when their introduction goes sideways...

Will the biggest event of her life be the end of Katniss's career as a museum curator, or will they be able to solve their creative differences?

[thesunpersists]

What is your wildest fanfic idea?

Okay anon, hope you're ready!

I have a crystal clear vision of Annie going on a tour of Panem after Finnick dies. Like Erica Kirk's 'Make Heaven Crowded' tour with mourning leather pants and all.

Behold.. the 'Make Finnick Proud' Tour '76

(image inspo)

@mollywog was rightfully horrified when i first shared this with her but then grew to love it! 🧜‍♀️

[georgiasbrainstuff]

Relationship: Lando Norris/Oscar Piastri

Additional tags: Requited Unrequited Love, Friends to Lovers, Angst with a Happy Ending

[cow-in-the-sunset]

🐑 Fake Fic Game! 🐑

I'm bored and need to do something to be creative so send me a title and I will give you a fake fic based on it!!

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graphic violence, beleaguered visual metaphors

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Fate and a cut fan belt bring Wade and Jake together, but neither of them expects how Jake's mom will react.

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