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futuresgirl · 3 years

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‘ even if i thought you’d hopped on a spaceship to another planet, i’d come looking for you, and i wouldn’t stop till i found you. ’

faithful place. / accepting.

oh, jennifer realizes, her head still spinning even as marty holds her still and tight to his chest — so she really did disappear.

( somehow, the realization doesn’t feel as shocking as it probably should. if anything, it feels like the pieces are finally sliding into place. )

if she thinks hard enough about it, she can remember the feeling of her fingers beginning to disappear, tingling and painful-numb like a funhouse mirror reflection of a limb falling asleep, but after that? nothing. the fractured memory breaks apart from there, leaving a chasm in her memories and a haunting emptiness in her chest in its wake. even now, as she sits in marty’s arms, whole and alive and wrapped in a disorienting cocktail of confused and all too aware of what must have happened, she wonders if there’s a part of her still missing, or if this is just a side effect of briefly disappearing from existence that will eventually fade as the continuum rights itself once more. it’s not like there’s anyone she can ask about this.

she doesn’t realize she’s spoken ( ❛ you came back, ❜ she’d whispered, even though she knows the opposite is much closer to the truth ) until he’s responding to her, and the urgency in his voice almost takes her off guard before she remembers — right. while her own memories are trapped under a hazy veil, she supposes his must be uncomfortably crystal clear. she knows hers would be if their roles were reversed, if anything. she looks up at him, his hands settling on her cheeks with such surprising warmth that she wonders how she could’ve been sitting there corpse-cold without having noticed it, and she hopes he doesn’t feel it. jennifer looks up at her boyfriend, at his eyes blazing with relief and fear and something else she can’t quite place, and she decides that even if she doesn’t remember it, she missed him while she was gone.

❛ you know, ❜ she says, reaching up to cup his own cheeks ( relishing in the feeling of having feeling again ) and the smile on her face, dazed but still radiant, widens ever slightly. ❛ i think that might be easier than what you actually just did. ❜ something like a laugh tumbles from her before she pulls him closer, burying her face in the crook of his neck, and some of the tension slips from both of their shoulders.

❛ you’re incredible. ❜ she murmurs, voice muffled by the denim of his jacket in her way, but she knows he hears it anyway. she knows he hears the i love you mumbled right afterwards as well, so quiet it’s barely spoken, and the promise that she’d move time and space for him just as easily as he did her woven through the words.

#futuresboy #um . hai #i literally think about the reunion every goddamn day of my life #°ˏˋ ♡ 04. / wherever we’re going — it’s alright with me.

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futuresgirl · 3 years

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young royals ( 2021 ) sentence starters ↪ taken from netflix’s swedish ya drama. non-contextual spoilers. trigger warning for mentions of sexual activity, drugs, alcohol, death, implied internalised homophobia, bullying. alter as you see fit ♡

“at least you can stay for a cup of coffee?”

“hey, wait up. did you sleep together?”

“he’s probably making out with someone. forget it.”

“i can’t take it anymore.”

“what are you doing?”

“and he had to finish your sentence. what’s going on? you like him.”

“every time you see your dad, you get all depressed.”

“you’re still here, so obviously you must want something.”

“are you high? what the hell are you on?”

“does this make you horny?”

“i like [town name], but i don’t want to live here forever.”

“you can leave now. go home. i’m staying here for the weekend.”

“do you want chocolate?”

“how do you feel?”

“it’s kind of hard to tell them apart, you know.”

“you’re a worthless drunk.”

“you … you need to figure out what you want. and you can take all the time you need. and i respect that. but you have to do it by yourself. i don’t want to be anyone’s secret.”

“you have to stop pretending that you’re not afraid.”

“that’s the thing, i just don’t want that.”

“it’s something new. something fresh.”

“can we talk privately for a minute?”

“and if anyone gives you a hard time, you know, just let me know, and i’ll take care of it.”

“you do know you don’t need to hide?”

“are you gonna let us in?”

“promise to let me know if there’s anything i can do.”

“hey, we won’t go blind from your moonshine, right?”

“i’m just getting a good vibe. that’s all.”

“you’re so fucking pathetic.”

“you realize that this will have consequences?”

“he’s such a fucking idiot.”

“i wanted us to have a few minutes alone.”

“when you’re young, love feels like the most important thing in the world.”

“i really like you.”

“felt like i had to rescue you from that situation.”

“it got so damn hot in there, i thought i’d get some fresh air.”

“you are allowed your own opinions. it’s cool.”

“i’ve seen the way you look at each other.”

“here, this one is a little big for me, but i think it’ll look great on you.”

“do you think royal dick is different than regular?”

“you’re the only one here i feel i can actually talk to.”

“i haven’t heard anything yet, but i’ll tell you as soon as i do.”

“you can’t just lie here jerking off.”

“i don’t want to go to some fucking boarding school!”

“i’ve missed this place so much.”

“are you going to horror movie night on friday?”

“but i like you. and that is not fake.”

“you don’t need to share everything.”

“we should go to a concert again sometime.”

“you’re fucking crazy!”

“where have you been? i’ve been trying to reach you.”

“just don’t use the school’s wi-fi for porn surfing. could be embarrassing.”

“but no matter what, they can’t dictate what you say.”

“sorry about last night.”

“i don’t want to talk to you!”

“i don’t wanna sound like an idiot.”

“i was thinking, would you like to have a sleepover at my place? because that’s something friends do. it’s going to be really cozy.”

“i think maybe we should forget about that.”

“you can’t really see that it is you.”

“i mean, it could be anyone. it’s so fucking stupid.”

“i don’t want to say anything.”

“now you’re doing it again. you’re trying to take care of me.”

“i can take it, it’s okay.”

“that’s not true. i haven’t spoken to my parents.”

“we haven’t done anything wrong.”

“you’re beautiful! you’re so beautiful.”

“i’m gay, [name].”

“seriously? what the fuck is your problem?”

“you keep letting people piss on you!”

“i just assumed you didn’t want special treatment.”

“keep your friends close and your enemies closer.”

“so you thought you’d start spreading false rumours without having any proof?”

“i just didn’t want to lose you.”

“uh, there’s pizza left if you want some.”

“everybody thinks you’re perfect. you know that, right?”

“he’s just been outed.”

“i’m going to fuck this up.”

“he bloody ruined my fucking life!”

“why are you sitting in your room sulking when you have a crush to hang out with?”

“hi. sorry, i was feeling a bit better. so i thought it was okay that i hung out with some friends.”

“everyone should be allowed to live as gay or straight or whatever they want.”

“i woke up in my own bed. that’s always something.”

“could i just have one second? just one second alone, please?”

“i’m sorry. but it was, like, the only way.”

“i thought, everyone deserves a second chance.”

“i’m sorry about the mess. i wasn’t expecting such distinguished company.”

“i just don’t want you to be treated badly again.”

“oh, fuck.”

“you don’t even… aren’t you even gonna answer me?”

“i didn’t know that one was supposed to sign up.”

“in real life, you don’t pay to get ahead.”

“and what the fuck does your dad do?”

“let’s try to have some table manners.”

“it’s, like, really serious.”

“who the hell can live like this for three fucking years?”

“that’s what happens when you buy the cheap ones.”

“i need your help with something. ”

“being a prince is not a punishment, but a privilege.”

“it’s awesome to just chill out.”

“or maybe he lied about that too. what do i know?”

“you have to give people a chance.”

“you have to try to see it from my perspective.”

“what the hell’s this?”

“what happened to "we should forget about it”?”

“stop being so fucking stubborn and try to understand my situation.”

“sometimes it’s better not to say everything.”

“i was just bored.”

“have you ever had a boyfriend?”

“sometimes it’s better to keep quiet.”

“can i get you some coffee?”

“nobody else cares about these things.”

“i lost track of time.”

“everybody does the same things and everybody knows everybody.”

“thanks for rescuing me yesterday.”

“remember when he came up to us the first week and was like, “what’s up?"”

“i need you to delete all our texts.”

“i can’t keep doing this anymore.”

“are you gonna let them go on with their bullshit?”

“i want to be with you.”

“here’s a blanket, a pillow, and bed sheets. there you go.”

“okay, yeah. you don’t seem to have grasped what i’m trying to say.”

“it’s usually boring as hell.”

“he’s been dealing to us for months.”

“i don’t want to talk to him.”

“don’t you wanna date [name] anymore?”

“i don’t know why he’s started texting me again. he knows i don’t want anything to do with him.”

“yeah, we had a shitload of drugs.”

“we could murder someone, and nobody would say a word.”

“she needs some fun.”

“he’s just doing it to fuck with me.”

“it’s such a weird question.”

“i just wanted to say hi. i don’t believe we’ve met. ”

“but i still want us to be friends.”

“if i were to stay here… would you… like to keep me company? just you and me.”

“everything’s, like, upside down now.”

“have you always lived here?”

“damn it. sorry. shit. i completely forgot.”

“i’m sure someone has a story to tell.”

“you’ve got to put yourself first. i mean, no matter what he thinks about it.”

“come on! you can’t just sit there stuck in your room.”

“you can snuggle up in my safe arms if it gets scary.”

“i want to live a normal life.”

“let me have a look. you can hardly see it.”

“any other dick that’s been sucked?”

“you just expect everything to be on your terms.”

“i want to know everything!”

“you don’t have to go there. i’ll take care of myself.”

“has anyone ever told you how pretty you are?”

“i’ll just stay in and go to bed early.”

“thanks for explaining the schedule.”

“i’d rather die.”

“i don’t want you to be mad.”

“promise to tell me if something is wrong.”

“i can’t be dressed like this if you’re dressed like that.”

“it’s really complicated.”

“it feels like you don’t care what people think about you, or if you have a lot of friends and stuff.”

“nobody asked you to come. feel free to leave if you want.”

“well, nobody has ever, ever asked for this!”

“there isn’t so much to do around here.”

“you’ve become such a snob.”

“i know you’re only trying to help me.”

“do you like it here?”

“i don’t wanna go in there. we’re not even invited. fuck this.”

“don’t you think it’s weird [name] invited us to come?”

“if they hadn’t been here, would you’ve, uh, made out with me?”

“so, you’re an actual proper couple now?”

“you’re thinking about someone else.”

“you’re right. we’re doing this together.”

“thanks… for nothing.”

“why are you even so obsessed with him?”

“i want you to hold me.”

“call me when you want to be picked up.”

“what the fuck do you care?”

“i don’t think we’re a couple or anything. i don’t know what it is.”

“you never asked me!”

“your focus should be on comforting me so that i can comfort him.”

“it’s not that hard. you have to be able to keep up appearances.”

“famous people make videos like that.”

“maybe somebody forgot to tell me, as usual.”

“just make a move on [name] and show him what you want.”

“you wanna stay a while and jam?”

“have you talked to your parents about it?”

“a diverse bunch of losers, who’ll never amount to anything.”

“why can’t i decide how the hell i want to live?”

“apparently, i’m the only one who doesn’t know everybody.”

“i used to have straight a’s on every test.”

“it will damage our reputation.”

“i’m fucking starving.”

“why is it called tax "evasion” but welfare “scam”? it’s all right that rich people cheat, but when poor people do it, it’s messed up. for rich people, it’s not even called “welfare”, it’s called "deduction."”

“what the fuck is rowing?”

“what the hell have you done, [name]?”

“good voice, man.”

“why can’t i just have a relationship with him?”

“did you have fun last friday?”

“all the people are fake. they’re made out of metal.”

what do you want me to say? i’m sorry!”

“is this some kind of prank?”

“i like you when you are yourself!”

“but you like him, don’t you?”

“she shouldn’t talk to you like that.”

“are you into him?”

“something’s not right, i think we should head back to the road.”

“do you have trouble sleeping?”

“doesn’t anyone care what i want?”

“just don’t tell anyone that i’ve been here.”

“i was going to text you back, but…”

“your only mistake was that you hung out with the wrong kind of people.”

“i just wanted to help.”

“i know you’ll use anything to get high or drunk.”

“it’s time to stop being so selfish.”

“i just want my fucking money.”

“you should’ve planned ahead. didn’t you bring a sandwich?”

“who the fuck wants to be normal anyway?”

“you fucking told me you were the one i could always come to!”

“i take it back.”

“i can see there’s something going on.”

“i have to finish getting ready, so if you could please leave.”

“no one likes me when i’m myself.”

“i hope you have a nice christmas.”

“i’m gonna do the wrong things, say the wrong things.”

“my mom is gonna kill me.”

“do you remember what you said to me last night?”

“i cannot be dragged into this.”

“i like you too.”

“you’re no longer a part of my family.”

“it’s well-suited for smaller people.”

“i assume that he thought that it would make him popular.”

“i didn’t ask for this!”

“it’s no problem. i like doing it.”

“it feels like i’m gonna throw up.”

“don’t i get any breakfast?”

“whatever i do, i can’t do anything right.”

“we haven’t been to any party whatsoever.”

“did you get my texts?”

“i think it sounds romantic.”

“uh, wait, you have to come to the horror movie night on friday.”

“i liked what you said in there, [name].”

“okay, maybe he used to be a player, but love can actually change you.”

“it’s nice to make an effort and dress up for dinner.”

“i’m in a fucked-up situation and i’m trying to talk to you.”

“you don’t understand. i was gonna pay it.”

“you’re not that kind of guy.”

“i was about to go outside and, um, do you wanna come with?”

“what about me?”

“it was… okay, i guess.”

“can i sit with you?”

“you call this a scary movie?”

“i have a million things to take care of, i don’t have time to talk to you.”

“have you lost it completely?”

“but i’m starving.”

“this past year has been difficult for me.”

“i don’t get it. she’s making it into such a big deal.”

“no, this won’t work. just take it off, please.”

“i’m not like that.”

“fuck you. it’s not a crush.”

“then i know that i can’t count on you.”

“can’t you come see me in [town] sometime?”

“it’s just that we can’t be seen together.”

“he was still sleeping when i walked in.”

“doesn’t bother me at all. i’ve seen it. absolutely. 100%.”

“[name] is really getting on my nerves! seriously.”

“i want us to be friends again.”

“i thought you and [name] were friends.”

“make sure you check your dms. okay?”

“you think it’s fun to fuck with people like me?”

“never spend money you don’t have. okay?”

“you think i’m stupid?”

“this sucks.”

“how nice to see some smiles.”

“this isn’t just about me, but my entire family.”

“i’m going to marry her.”

“are you threatening me?”

“don’t you realize the shit storm that follows if i come out?”

“i don’t want you to talking to her.”

“remember what we saw during movie night? when they sat next to each other?”

“i love you.”

“i just want to hang out with you.”

"there’s no point in having a back-up if you never use it.”

“pretend i’m saying something clever.”

“how’s [name]? he must be totally devastated.”

“what do you think they think we’re talking about?”

“everything is fake. everything in the world is fake.”

“[name] is dead.”

“it just wasn’t what i thought it would be like.”

“since when did you start liking him for real?”

“what a fucking douchebag. god!”

“what the hell are you saying? chill out!”

#oh god im rbing a meme #hi #°ˏˋ ♡ PROMPT. / how ‘bout a ride mister?

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futuresgirl · 3 years

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hi :)

#im not actually here RN solely bc today mushed my brain into soup but hi im gnna try to start doing things here again <3 #bttf reopening has just made jen go WHRRRRRRRR in my brain even more than she already did #and i miss writing for myself litch rally so bad #so :) hi #°ˏˋ ♡ OOC. / wait what’s this? — it’s jennifer parker with a baseball bat!

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futuresgirl · 3 years

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that’s the power of love

#them :)#°ˏˋ ♡ MARTY. / isn’t he a dream?#°ˏˋ ♡ VISAGE. / something good is flowing.#°ˏˋ ♡ & MARTY. / you’re everything to me.

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futuresgirl · 3 years

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remember when i had time to be here

#lmao #missing jen a lot tho #and my others girls too but doing a lot of jen thinking #school is kicking my ass tho so as much as i wanna be here SHKLHSKJ i definitely wont be #but i love yall hope ur doing well

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futuresgirl · 3 years

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bravemarks:

she’s terrified. it doesn’t take a masterful eye to tell that the girl is petrified, especially now, faced with her own mortality — a situation not unlike one he had found himself in a mere few years before. an unenviable circumstance, for certain, but one she had walked into herself. there was no hostile takeover, no attacks. this was one unfortunate trespasser upon a ship she would not be leaving. ( the dread pirate roberts was not known for taking captives, after all. couldn’t have someone thinking he’d gone soft, made an exception. )

now, it isn’t as if roberts is going to go around and slaughter any person he sees near his ship that isn’t part of his crew. what benefit would that provide him? even so, his sword is drawn, aimed directly at her neck. he’s known captains who only knew the crew members they deemed ‘essential’. just as well, he’s known captains who lowered themselves below their crew, essentially dissolving their own title, assimilating until they were no more recognizable than a mere boatswain. roberts, however, is far different from these men. he’s taken the time and care to know every member on his ship, to learn their names, faces, stories. ( it’s part of what makes him so beloved by his crew. )

‘ seems an awful convenient place to be lost, ’ he says, mask an invaluable tool in obscuring his expression. ( she’s young, not unlike he was when he’d first set foot upon the revenge. he almost feels sorry for her. almost. ) his hand remains steady, tip of sword a mere inch from her throat. one wrong move and she’d be pierced. he’d advise her not to make any sudden movements. ‘ and an equally convenient excuse. why should i believe you? ’

jennifer doesn’t think her heart’s ever beat this fast in her entire life — and, she realizes with a sudden paralyzing burst of panic, oh god, she might not have much life left for that to ever change. she barely even remembers when she is, let alone where — and she can’t exactly mention the first part, but she must give off the aura of someone deeply, deeply lost, right? she’s not quite sure what else she can do to prove it if the masked man won’t take her word for it. wide-eyed, she stares up at the man, shaking her head as subtly as she can without accidentally slicing her own neck.

❛ i - i’ve never ... been in this area before, ❜ she starts, stifling a grimace at the way her voice shakes ( at least, she hopes, maybe it’ll be further proof of her innocence ), ❛ i don’t know where anything is. we were passing through, but i was separated from my travelling partners, and - my navigation skills are quite ... poor without a map, and, um, look — ❜ her hands, previously clasped tightly in front of her and pressed against her chest in a weak attempt to still their shaking, very slowly separate in an attempt to prove her innocence once the the realization of what the position may imply splits through the cloud of panic in her mind. she silently prays the movement won’t be her last. for a pirate with his sword to her neck, he does otherwise seem to be a reasonable man, so she hopes he’ll realize what she’s doing instead of jumping the gun ( jumping the sword? ) and skewering her.

❛ — i truly mean no harm. i couldn’t do anything even if i was to try, all i have with me is what you see. ❜ not wanting to risk moving her hands again, she instead glances downwards as if to gesture to herself with her gaze, before she fixes her eyes back to the bright blue piercing through the black of his mask. she thinks, perhaps a bit deliriously, that in another situation, maybe his eyes would be kind. ❛ you’re the one with a sword. but i swear, i’m telling the truth. i have no reason to lie to a man with my life in his hands. ❜

#bravemarks #°ˏˋ ♡ 04. / wherever we’re going — it’s alright with me.#hiiiiiiii

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