Breakable, unbreakable

it’s nothing, I really like sharing..I’m Ariel, it’s nice to meet you.

Better than liking other things, I suppose. You as well Ariel, I'm Ted.

skipping lunch sounds horrible, do you want some food? I always carry something in my bag.

No, it's fine I'll make sure to have a big dinner once I get home. Thank you though, that is very kind.

I’m sure there must be some highlight…truthfully i’m happy because I—I ate a lot.

That's a very logical reason. Maybe mine wasn't up to par because I skipped lunch.

Today was a lovely day, don’t you think?

It wasn't bad per se, I'm sure there were lovelier days.

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“When has technology ever made sense?” Terra prompted. She did not like the terrifyingly advanced machines; phones that could speak to you, or keep track of where you were. Terra appreciated privacy, and with this stone-agey gadget, she’d at least have that. “It does. Be sure after the apocalypse, you’d find this little thing in perfect condition with still three bars of battery.” Terra laughed lamely at his joke, “Why’d you upgrade then?”

"Never has, never will." Teddy said honestly before catching himself, he sighed because he was kind of wrong there. The truth behind the matter was that he was sure if he was given the time he could easily grow technology savvy like most other twenty-three year olds. He just had to stop sticking his head in the dirt in protest. People like Teddy didn't like change, it was always there for the majority of his life sans the last four or so years. Adapting to new things wasn't his favorite. "I'm sure." He agreed with a nod. His old phone probably could have taken a bullet for him for all he knew. "I upgraded because apparently flips phones are futile objects in my line of work."

#terra s #c

mr-rowan-steele

“Oh, tell me about it,” Rowan retorted with a laugh, even though the stranger’s remark was low enough that he figured it wasn’t meant to be an invitation to conversation. He emphasized with the sentiment despite being a millennialand just a couple years older than the internet itself. For all of the hours he’d spent idling on social media he hadn’t had any meaningful instruction on technology since some lackluster computer class in high school. The usefulness of knowing how to make power points and spreadsheets was of little importance to Rowan.

“It took me weeks to get used to a smartphone—but I’m kind of slow with computers and stuff anyway,” he admitted while scratching the side of his face.

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"I could go on for hours about how much I beleive I don't need it." He chuckled, glancing over at the other man, his lips quirking upwards. "But I guess that's circumstantial, some people's lives revolve around it, you know?" Teddy was relieved that he found someone who also appeared partially inept when it came to electronics. He knew he wasn't the only one around Barton who was, but he didn't really talk to those people. He didn't talk to people with hundreds in their age gaps while passing by on the street--not because he didn't like to, just because he just isn't much of a talker usually. "You and me both, apparently. I hope it doesn't take me that long." He said honestly, because he didn't really have weeks to get used to his phone. "I'm pretty confident though, I've got Siri to help me out."

#rowan s #c

Terra was by nature an observer. She liked to people-watch. She liked to learn from another’s idiosyncrasies and habits. She liked to adopt said habits for an hour or two to see what it would do to her character, to the way she viewed herself versus how others perceived her. When she spotted a young male helplessly fumbling with his phone, however, Terra found little that she could adopt. If anything, he was a proper representation of her – despite his gadget being relatively new in comparison to hers. Terra was not particularly interested in the fellow, and her attention had already diverted to an elderly lady walking her poodle across the street, when suddenly he spoke.

“I cannot agree more,” Terra sighed casually as she walked by. “Although I think its intention is not to become easier but smarter. Isn’t that right?” She would have made a miserable joke in regards to smart phones and stupid people, but opted for a simple show of her old Nokia instead. “Not very smart, this one. But it does the job.”

He turned his head towards her as she passed, lips quirked into a small smile. "I always figured smarter and easiest would be one in the same, it makes more sense that way." He admitted as their eyes met for the quick moment as she passed. He didn't find it in himself to note that he probably had the same exact phone as her before his upgrade, but he pointed at it during their quick exchange. "See that's ideal, I'm sure it's got durability one its side. What's this on got? Smarts." He announced sarcastically as he motioned to his phone.

#terra s #c

sorrowssinclair-blog

Lola knew these types of cynics in high school, iPhones weren’t exactly something most of her teachers welcomed. She remembered their chorus more than anything else she’d learned in there: “The downfall of civilization” scattered with “teenagers don’t listen enough, as is” and “people’s social skills are being ruined.” It wasn’t something she was able to argue with, their logic, because it was as unchanging as any adults’. As far as she knew, the man in front of her shouldn’t have counted towards that category, but he did anyway. He must’ve been technologically challenged.

It looked like he fumbled to lock his phone, pressing the button so hard Lola thought it was going to fall out of his hands. The man was a walking stereotype, as far as she could tell. She barely listened to what he was saying, it didn’t register as anything important to her—she’d heard it a billion, the same as recycled speeches her parents gave her on supposed attitude, teenagers being vapid, shallow. Filler conversation. “Can’t you just change your auto-correct settings, though? That usually helps.” Lola shrugged, the only alternative she had to tapping on her phone, giving her the same glazed over look. One that said, universally, I don’t care.

#ignore the other grrl yeah #lola s #c

He didn't hate electronics, Teddy was just a busy man so he was partially inept to what was considered cool. Surprisingly, though, his music taste was more on par with the commonplace than his tech knowledge. He knew and liked most music now as much as he liked certain songs he knew growing up, his head wasn't stuck in the past or anything, bu rather he was still in the process of trying to dig it out. He didn't have hardwired texting thumbs like most twenty-three year olds did, when he was a teen he was wrapped up too much in himself to be thinking about Envy phones and Pantech Duos--they just weren't relative.

He turned around once he heard the unamused voice of someone else. "Thanks. That's the gear picture, yeah?" He asked, fingers already fumbling at the screen. He knew she probably didn't care, it was a phone--teens all knew how to use them. They could get it going with their eyes closed. He skidded through the apps on his phone, his fingers looked elegant from far away, smooth skinned and long-- especially when sliding over the trigger of a gun, but that was work-- the screen felt too breakable between his fingers, he liked his old phone, he could throw it at a wall full force and it would clatter against the floor and still be okay. "We've all gotta move onto the smartphone age sooner or later." He said, eyes glued to his screen, reading down the settings menu. "Later probably wasn't the best idea."

Teddy sighed while his long fingers twisted his new cellphone from one hand to another as he broke his stare away from his screen. A phone upgrade wasn't usually something that someone like Teddy would care about, but the phone was a puzzle. He missed his flip phone, but his colleagues insisted he step up with the times.

He noticed someone closeby a few seconds after his fingers found the lock screen, hiding the text that he was trying to reply to if spellcheck wasn't making it more difficult than it should have been. The black screen hid his secrets before someone walking behind him could look over his shoulder. Call him cautious, paranoid, whatever, but his goal could never be seen by someone who didn't already know it. "You'd think technology would make itself easier the more advanced it became, but it's actually the opposite." He spoke to himself, or whoever it was who was listening.

#bhstarters

divinedevankane

"Ah, well. That’s a relief; thank you. Although I truly believe you’re missing out if you’re choosing opt out of wearing a costume.”

But, alas — to each their own.

"I haven't worn a costume in at least ten years, I feel just fine. Not left out in the least."

"Do you need help picking one out?"

#devan k #c

divinedevankane

"I can’t be the only one without even a hint of an idea for a Halloween costume, right? I mean, it can’t just be me…right?”

"You're not. Though, I guess not wanting to dress in any costume at all and not knowing what yours is yet are two different things."

#devan k #chats #c

siennasaldrich

Sienna grinned widely, throwing her arms around this man, this complete stranger and embracing him without thinking. Pulling back a moment later, she grinned widely at him. “Thank you so much,” she said cheerfully to him before rushing off into the store, returning a few minutes later with the aforementioned water.

"Thank you," she said once more, her smile wide. "I’m Sienna, by the way. It’s lovely to meet you."

#sienna m #c #lol sienna is so cute man #also i figured the pup was on a leash lol

He was a little stiff about the whole hugging thing, his arms mechanically patted her back for those few seconds they touched. He tried to act like he wasn't so caught off guard--but he was. Nobody ever jumped to hug Seung-min Park and Seung-min Park never really jumped to hug anyone else. "You're welcome," He said, managing to pull his lips into what he hoped looked like a smile. He didn't make a move to touch the dog after she left, mainly because he never really had a thing for animals. He didn't mind watching it, it was cute, but Teddy was just peculiar about certain things. Still, he made sure to wrap the leash once around his wrist to be safe because knowing his luck the little pup might dash before she even returned. "No probably, really. It was very well behaved." He handed her the leash back with a small smile upon her returning, her enthusiasm was borderline contagious. "I'm Ted, it's lovely to meet you as well."

siennasaldrich

Hope he’s not allergic to dogs. "This is going to sound a little strange, but could you watch my dog for a second?" She gestured down to the Golden Retriever puppy excitedly panting at her feet. "I need to run into a store and get some water, and I can’t exactly bring her in." Awkwardly grinning at him, she continued, "I’d really appreciate it."

Teddy's eyes flicked from the girl, over to the dog, then back again. It was a pup rather, with big paws and a tiny head. It'd be at that awkward stage between a puppy and a dog in a few weeks, he was sure. "Yeah, sure." He said as he was already shoving the bags up his arms and moving his empty palm out to take the leash, it's not like he would ever say no anyways. It was the type of question with teeth, one that could bite out a rather large chunk of guilt from you if you were to say no. Also the big happy (albeit, thirsty) pup eyes were a key factor as well.

#sienna m #chats

siennasaldrich

"Can I just ask you a question quick?" Sienna shifted from one leg to another anxiously. Not waiting for an answer, she continued, "I just need you to do something for me. I’m sorry."

#sienna m #c #this got long #you dont need to match i just ramble omg

It was a long day, it stretched out from where the sun sat the night before, to when it came back to say hello in the morning. Teddy was planning to make his way home right after he finished the paperwork and the debriefing of his job well done, but instead of heading home, his feet led him to a baby store. It seemed whenever he didn't think too much, he headed that way, his unborn child was always on his mind--even when he didn't know it. He made his way home with babies filling his head and toys and clothes lining the bags dangling off his wrist. He walked along in better mood than someone who hadn't got the chance to sleep yet ought to, making eye contact with strangers and not acting too pliant as he sometimes would. He even went as far as to abide to the young woman's question when she stopped him. "Ah, sure." He had said, blinking the thoughts of babies out of his eyes. "What is it?"

Enjoy the Show | BH Prompt

characters: teddy + mention of jo

location: teddy and jo's home

notes: teddy pretty much turns into a fae in a pretty grotesque way

warnings: blood, body dysmorphia

#bhquirks #poweroutageprompt #uhhhh sorry this is so bad

theokarr

I don’t like to lie either! But every once in a while you know, you need to tell a white lie. So you’re stuck like me though? I don’t like it.

I understand that. After all there's a reason I know I can't lie either. I'm going to go out on a limb and say we're not the only ones feeling odd and I'm going to go out on another limb and say that this is not the gist of whatever it is that's happening.

#theo karr #chats

theokarr

I haven’t been able to tell a lie all day. Have I suddenly woken up in that Jim Carrey movie?