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` ִ ꔫ ۫ ⊹ D.HUME ࣪ ˖ TWO HALVES OF ONE HEART.
﹙ MOVIE/FANDOM ⠆THE BOYS IN THE BOAT ﹚
PART 02 OF HEART AND MIND! READ PART 01 HERE.
PAIRING ⠆don hume x fem!reader.
WORD COUNT ⠆3,756 (well spent!)
ON ROTATION ⠆cheek to cheek by frank sinatra, head over heels by tears for fears, my heart it beats for you by grent perez, how deep is your love by bee gees.
CATEGORIES ⠆very fluffy!!! a long awaited lovers reunion!!!! the boys on crew being the biggest supporters as always, joyce being lovely, very comforting. loved how it came out... though i feel like it kinda dragged but i digress.
𝟒𝟏𝟏. a much needed reunion between two lovers.
you don’t think you’ve ever seen lake washington look so alive, there were swarms of crowds surrounding the lake. the day was sunny and bright with a slight wind whistling through the air.
full of supporters and spectators from both cal and washington alone. your heart raced with a mix of excitement and nervousness as you followed followed your parents through the crowd but ultimately separating from them as you made your way to the viewing deck. the thought of seeing don again— being in his presence again made you so excited yet so nervous. you were elated he made the JV rowing team, knowing how effortlessly he knew how to do things; basically being good at anything. you had a fairly good spot over looking the water; not realizing it’s a student only viewing deck (did those even exist..). you looked for a spot not to close to the front in case don ends up seeing you, you didn’t want to throw him off from their first race of the season. as you were getting settled in your spot you accidentally bump into someone.
“oh! i am so sorry!” you apologize, pushing your hair away from crowding your face as you watch the girl in front of you stumble a bit.
“no! no it’s totally okay.” a blonde with short hair instantly assures, noticing as her eyes scanning over you.“i don’t think i’ve ever seen you around school before.” she adds, you found it bit odd she would say such a thing.
“ i don’t actually go here.” you affirmed, clearing your throat a bit. still confused on her sudden interrogation, she nods. taking in the newfound information before continuing.
“where do you attend?” you hesitate, suddenly noticing how everyone on the deck had UW flags and you didn’t have that, instead a berkeley flag that someone had given you after recognizing you from school. if she had seen the flag tucked behind you it would’ve given you away immediately.
“cal.” a slight cough out of the school name; there was no way in lying to her, suddenly feeling small amongst the groups of UW students. the short haired girl piques at your response “cal as in cal state berkeley— the rowing team the boys are going against?” you nod for her in clarification “how come you’re rooting for the opposite team?” fully facing you now. before you can tell her your reason she interrupts saying how rude it was for her to bombard you without asking your name, you weren’t offend at all and introduced yourself instantly as she does the same immediately after.
“my boyfriend is on the team actually.” you felt awkward telling her but also relieved, you don’t remember the last time you outright told anyone you had a boyfriend. ”oh really! who?” it crosses in joyce’s mind that it could be joe but she knows joe would never keep something like this from her and there was a massively rare chance it would be him so her mind briefs through the rest of the roaster. though she only knew their faces and not their names.
“don, don hume. you know him?” joyce ponders for a bit, the name sounding very familiar.
“i think joe mentioned him before…” you assume ‘joe’ is on the rowing team with don, further assuming she was here to root for joe but would’t say that of course… insisting she’s here rooting for everyone, not just joe.
“its okay, he’s not much of a talker anyways.” laughing it off, don wasn’t someone to put himself in the lime light, finding comfort alone or with you. a part of you hoping he’s getting along well with his teammates as he isnt the easiest to get along with because of how reserved he could be… you just want him to be happy.
“does he know you’re here?” you shake your head in response but mention to her that you sent him a letter recently entailing that you were coming over to visit but it was safe to assume he hadn;t gotten it since he hadn’t called (knowing he only calls when he needs to respond immediately). an idea suddenly sparks in your new friends mind. she tells you there is supposed to be a party if the huskies win and she insists you surprise him then, it was such a spur of the moment proposition you accepted. she squeals excitedly, grasping your arm. she was so happy to meet someone new who wasn’t from washington, excited to make your acquaintance as she stays close to you, cheering on the boys.
the race was nothing short of a spectacle, no one was sure that the huskies would win but they had defied odds and won with an astounding outcome. you see dons face as their boat pushes to the finish line, time seems to slow when your eyes land on him. his hair is shorter and face slimmer from the last time you saw him, your heart swells seeing him so happy from winning, splashing the water and celebrating with the rest of the team. you don’t think you’ve seen anything more attractive, his muscles taught and defined in that fitting uniform he wore. a faint blush creeps up you neck as you watch his muscles flex under the sunlight, you couldn’t wait to be with him again, talk to him, be in his arms again. you eyes don’t leave him until joyce drags you away from the your spot, immediately talking your ear off about how well they did on the way to her dorm. don lingering in your mind the whole way.
the hall was loud and in high spirits after the win of the JV rowing team, don watches as george walks off hand and hand with a pretty brunette. sitting alone as the other guys sit in the paired tables in front of him, having their own conversations. don didn’t mind to be alone or away from the group; it would probably be expected of him to go off and talk to others but he really isn’t much of a talker and preferred to observe the scenes in front of him. he didn’t need to be apart of the fun to have fun- he was content knowing the guys were having a good time. it did get lonely at times though the guys kept him company and included him in conversation for a part but his mind kept lingering at the thought of you; being here with him— having fun of your own if you were here. he’s been thinking about you more lately, missing you more than he usually did. it was rough the first few months but he eventually got used to the fact that you weren’t around anymore and he had to carry on with his own life. its not to say he didn’t think of you at all; you were the muse of his dreams and he’d think about how you were sometimes and at times where he’s out, he’d something that reminds him of you. most of all, the jewelry you gifted him. he’d fidget with his ring and he’d think of you. ever since the night he told roger and bobby about you it feels like he’s back a year ago when you freshly left for california feeling incomplete without you, unbeknownst to when you’d retuen, wondering if you got his letter or if you wrote back to him.
your heart pounds in your chest as you walk with joyce towards the hall, her arm laced with yours. your heart races, full of emotion. memories of when you last saw don flooding your mind, you couldn’t wait to see him. you were nervous he wasn’t going to recognize you, it had been a year since you saw him and you weren’t sure if you look the same you did when you left, what if he didn’t feel the same way anymore after seeing you? what if he regrets waiting for you after a year of being apart? what if— as if she could sense your overwhelming nerves, joyce immediately assures you— insisting that don is gonna be elated to see you, especially after a big win. what worried you was the fact that you had sent him a letter, unveiling your news that you were coming up to washington. you were unsure if he’s received it yet and it drags your heart at the thought of him reading the letter and not caring; content with having a life of his own away from you. he would he awaiting your arrival wouldn’t he? looking for you. but there was no news up the grapevine about him from the passing hours as you got ready in joyce’s dorm but if you didn’t find out for yourself you’d never know. you can hear the music grow louder as you get closer, excitement bubbles as joyce squeals skipping towards the hall with you in tow, already feeling the warmth from the hall.
at the doorway is a tall blonde with his eyes fixed on your short haired friend, you look at her and see a faint flush on her cheeks. unlocking your arms she walks a few steps ahead greeting the man with a hug. standing a bit awkwardly before them as they speak, a mere moment later she turns around gesturing you over. from there you meet joe, the man she mentioned earlier during your first interaction. she introduces you fondly as a new friend, locking arms as she leans against you. she continues to tell joe how you’re visiting from california and she’s love to introduce you to the boys. joe has a hesitant look on his face, as much as he wasn’t opposed to the idea, he knew the boys would eat up a pretty face like yours without the slightest bit of hesitation. he wasn’t convinced from her persuasion but the look she gives him? how could he say no to her? heaving a small sigh, the blonde nods. further exchanging pleasantries as he tries to get to know you a bit better before gesturing for the two of you to walk inside, him following behind. you can't help but feel a mix of anticipation and nervousness as you walk into the bustling room, eyes instinctively scanning for don. your heart skips a beat when you finally spot him, sitting alone at a table. he looks even more handsome than you remember, you’ve never seen him in a suit before and he looks better than you could ever imagine. breath catching in your throat as you realize this is actually happening, the man you've missed so dearly, the one you've been yearning for since you moved to california. you’re so close to being in his arms again, in his presence again. before you can take in more of the lively atmosphere, joyce is dragging you to the refreshment table. you weren’t sure what she had in mind, she hadn’t told you anything beforehand and you were dying to know. she guiltily admits to you how unsure she is about her plan, though there wasn’t much to it in the first place. you immediately reassure her that whatever happens, you appreciate her effort, without her your surprise reunion with your lover could have gone completely differently.
don doesn’t know why or how but he feels as if you’re here, somewhere (his spidey senses are tingling) especially when joe had them gathered so closely, being sandwiched between roger and bobby as they all ask whats going on. joe casually relays that joyce had someone she wanted to introduce to them, making the advanced effort to note that the person is a girl. the group suddenly becomes boisterous and are quick to fix their suits and appearances. don has half the mind to entertain the thought the the person is you, though he thinks you would come straight to him if that were the case, so he makes himself comfortable sat down with his hands in his pockets awaiting their new guest- ready to watch what’s to come.
your heart flutters with nerves, as joyce tries are best to calm you down. there was only so much she could stall and soon joe approaches the two of you stating how impatient and restless the guys were, your mind is in a frenzy now trying to imagine how seeing him again will be, what you’ll say, how he’ll react. it overwhelmed you so, wringing hands and deep breaths as you gather yourself. it was now or never.
you pass through the throng of people, the atmosphere is charged with an electric energy, a complete contrast of the feelings that consumed you as joyce holds your hand comfortingly through the crows. joe walks ahead, gathering the boys as you approach them. trying your best to hide behind the small frame of joyce. for a moment don thinks he’s right, eyeing the girl standing behind joe’s girlfriend, as the boys stand ready to impressed. he also thinks he’s become delusional drowning in the thought of you— he can’t see the person well but with her frame peaking from joyce it makes him think its you, he tries to deny the thought in his head— trying to not physical head palm himself at such a stretch.
clearing her throat, joyce speaks “i made a friend from california and i just wanted to introduce her to the team that beat hers.” a small wave in her voice, seeingas don snaps his attention to her as she silently hopes she does this right. her words cause an immediate stir in the boys, ready to impress with their chests puffed. roger and bobby immediately share a look before looking down at their friend who’s now sat upright and at attention.
it can’t be…
you feel your hands tremor and a slight ring in your ears as your friend speaks but you can’t help the surge of adrenaline that runs through you knowing at any moment you will be face to face with your lover.
you feel a tug on your hand and soon enough you’re faced in front of your boyfriend among a sea of unfamiliar faces.
“this is y/n.”
before any of the boys can approach you, the sound of a chair screeching against the wood floor causes a pause through the group. turning their attention they see don stood up, eyes wide. all at once it feels as if time begins to slow, you’re stood before him looking beautiful as ever, like an angel sent from heaven. he feels like he’s dreaming— as if at any given moment he’ll be woken up from a painfully realistic dream. it isn’t until he feels a pat on his back, he breaks his gaze. looking over at roger who whispers a ‘lucky man’ with a giddy smile on his face. bobby and roger pass you last, having a small conversation with you telling you how you have a good eye for jewelry and realization on that you’re actually real, the locket on your neck further proving that. the group moves else where but close enough to see the lovers reunite.
his gaze is back on you, unbelieving the sight before him, you’re actually here— standing in front of you him with a wide smile on your face. you slowly walk towards him, meeting him until your inches apart. your hands comfortingly grasping his hands, thumb grazing his ring. you eyes take in his features that matured from the time you were away, he does the same drinking in the sight of you— guess his feeling wasn’t wrong. you were afraid he wouldn’t recognize you or look at you the same the same way he did before but the loving gaze is still strong through his iris’
"you're quiet. do i look bad?" trying to break the ice, words unsaid whilst you took in the sights of each other. you missed him more than you can recount, now that he’s in your hands again you cannot imagine being apart now.
"no. no, god, no.” shaking his head, gathering himself ”you left me speechless. in a good way, of course." (prompt from @novelbear) he would have never thought you could leave him speechless in a way you did now, looking breathtaking under the warm lighting of the hall, a soft laugh leaving you before giving his hands a gentle squeeze. your nerves dissipates into comfort as you look at him, a sudden wave of emotions coming over you. tears wake at your waterline and chin trembling as you look at your lover, your hand moving to his cheek caressing it gently— all your worries and doubts disappearing, grateful to whatever being upon the universe that brought you together again. don immediately noticing your change of emotion and he pulls you into a tight but comforting hug. the rest of the world fades away as you share that familiar embrace, the connection you once thought lost rekindling in an instant. your arms tightly around his neck, as his rest on your waist and a hand soothing at your back. he tries his best to hold back tears of his own as you softly sob into his blazer jumbled out “i missed yous” between hiccups and sniffles, he softly hushes you, comforting you the best way he can as he tries to keep it together but all at the same time reciprocating the same words to you like a soft lullaby letting your crying subside. you part from the crook of his neck, eyes puffy and tear stricken cheeks. staring down sheepishly at your sudden outburst. don takes it with open arms, grasping your face as he wipes the tears away and tucks fallen hairs from your face. so glad to have you back in his arms again.
“so, were you surprised?” you ask, straightening yourself up acting as if nothing happened— brushing your hair to your back as your hands go to fix his blazer, hand lovingly gracing his tie, evening the two pieces together. he looks at you with a crooked smile—
“surprised? honey you blew me away.” mimicking the way someone would be blown away from strong wind. his effort of making you laugh fruitful, as you giggle with hand coming to cover your mouth.
“but seriously, i’ve missed you so much. there wasn’t a day where i didn’t think of you, you’re the reason i tried out for the team..” his words coming out soft and sincere, standing close to you again. your heart swelled at his words, looking up at him with loving eyes. all while finding the words to describe how much you missed him.
“i couldn’t stop thinking about you when i was in cal, adjusting to the school was difficult; i felt like it would’ve been so much easier if you were there with me… i struggled so much but eventually i fell into a routine that felt empty because you weren’t in it. that’s why i came up to visit you; i didn’t mean for it to be a surprise— i wrote to you about it but judging by your reaction you haven’t received it yet.” don processes your words, thinking how the week has been so busy that he hadn’t had the time to go to the mail room to check for any response from you. you can see in his eyes a shade of guilt swirling through them, comfortingly you run a hand over his chest. grounding him. “but regardless, surprise or not. i’m happy to be with you again and to see you win.” you gleam, now filled with pride, squeezing his bicep gently. don flushes at the thought of you watching him win, in such tight and little clothing as well. you tease him about how much fitter he’s gotten and how he must give you a personal lesson on rowing soon. cooing at his flushed cheeks with proud words of praise as he thinks of taking you on a boat ride before you leave, when you leave.
“how long are you staying?” his face falling a bit but you lighten up.
“well… if you read my letter you’d know i’m transferring here as of next semester.” you say proudly, biting at your lip as you await his reaction. you watch as he tilts his head, a breathless chuckle of disbelief leaving him. then suddenly he wraps his arms around you, twirling you in his grasp making you squeal in surprise. he puts you down before pressing his lips to yours before you can catch your breath, chaste and content but relayed feelings and emotions not expressed through words said.
“you’re not joking right?” praying this wasn’t just some sick joke you were playing to get a rouse out of him, you wouldn’t do that to him right? the moment you shake your head no as a massive smile graces your face, he swears he’s never been happier. nothing could damper his mood, not even the words you said next.
“i’m staying for 2 more weeks starting today before i leave back to cal. but we’ll only be apart for a few more months before the semester starts again.”
he was elated at the news, once again pulling you into a content embrace telling you a few months was nothing. it was only a few months, if he could get through a year he could get pass a few months.
well, he better make the most of the two weeks then.
the rest of the night plays in a high note as you and don join the rest of the group, them getting to know the lover don had been hiding from them. bobby and roger seemingly more interested in the stories you told of don before college, even the most embarrassing ones and eventually convincing him to play a song other than the washington fight song when the party had died down, instead playing the lighthearted tune of cheek to cheek ( the original version was released during the 1930s but feel free to reference the sinatra version :] ) with soft hums of singing along as he plays. he watches as his friends dance on the floor beneath him, ever so often looking at you— watching him from the height of the piano, eyes full of love with your chin resting in your hand. content as ever.
the other half of his heart came back to him and he couldn’t be happier.
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TASK 001 - THE NEWS
LOCATION: Angus's office in D.C.
DATE: September 2, 2005
TASK: How does your character react to learning of Richard’s passing?
“Mr. Byrne, you have mail on your desk–” were the first words that greeted Angus.
“Thank you, Heather.”
“And Dana Palfrey’s on the line–” His eyes could’ve rolled back into his head, and he really wanted them to express the depth of his annoyance. Angus managed to keep his face coolly disinterested instead.
“And you told him I’d rather chew glass than hear his voice in my ear at 7 in the gee-dee morning?”
“I’ll tell him you’re preparing for an early morning meeting and that you’ll get back to him by lunch.”
“Fan-fuckin’-tastic.”
It was a typical morning exchange, only made slightly different by the early usage of a curse and the fact that Angus hadn’t gone home the night before. He’d stopped at his gym an hour before for a quick shower and change, but he still felt that tacky, uncomfortable feeling from not getting to stand under the hot stream of water in his bathroom at home. He adjusted the tie around his neck, his hair curling damply over his ears. He thought unkindly about how he needed a haircut.
Inside his office, unfortunately, sat two members of his legislative staff, waiting for orders because it always seemed that everyone there was a child except for him. His pile of mail sat neatly on his dark oak desk; about a year ago, he started to forward all of it to the office. The fewer people who knew his address, the better. The extra security measure didn't hurt either. He hid a yawn behind the back of his hand, then tossed his suit jacket over the back of his chair.
Angus had been operating on fumes for two weeks straight — not even his overworked, overpriced La Spaziale could churn out enough caffeine to keep him from rubbing his eyes and slapping at his cheek. FEMA was a shit-show; slow responses and an inability to coordinate efforts with other federal relief organizations turned Congress into a hotbed of debate.
Everyone needed a statement, legislation was hitting the floor, and Angus hadn’t slept in close to 48 hours. The whip-fast, frantic conversation that unraveled between his staff did little to deter the creeping headache he felt starting in his temples and pulsing toward his forehead.
“Fundamentally, the problem is when they issued the evacuation order: that affects poor people differently. They predominantly don’t have cars. If they wanted to do any of this right, we should have had buses lined up to take them out–” Ava Perez, 26, Princeton class of ‘02. She was a stalwart Legislative Correspondent on Angus’ team for 9 months. Angus appreciated her hard work, but she could be a bleeding heart. Great optics, poor execution.
“And just how many buses would’ve pleased you?” Ethan Wolk, 27, UC Berkley class of ‘01. He was a loud-mouthed Legislative Assistant under Angus for the better part of 2 years. His parents owned a series of businesses up and down the Jersey Shore. Opportunistic, he took the first Senate job that was offered to him. Hungry and ambitious, he often lacked that overlooked gift of empathy.
Usually, he pitted them against each other to see what would happen – if anything, anything of substance would eventually get rattled out of their heads. Most of the time, they didn’t seem to cough up much more than thin, lackluster arguments, and rarely in words of their own; an echo of a professor, an activist, a father. Angus sat down, pinching at the space between his eyes as he mentally mapped out his schedule for the day – and for everything he needed to get done outside of work, as well.
“–Empty vans to save the belongings of those with no home or floor insurance–”
“And that’s why the President is moving forward within the federal government with a comprehensive review of all Cabinet departments and their response efforts. That’s why they’re going to work closely with Congress to make sure that they conduct a thorough investigation so that we can apply those lessons–”
“‘Apply those lessons.’”
“Yes. Apply those lessons to future response efforts.”
Angus's eyes snapped open and he straightened in his chair. He had done something inadvisable over the past month or so for Ethan and Ava to think that they could set up shop in there when he wasn't around. Maybe he'd gotten too soft, needed too much help, offered too much guidance – these people were coworkers. Technically his responsibility, but adults in their own right. He pushed against the floor, sending his chair closer to his desk.
“Response efforts are ongoing," he poked, entertaining them for the brief amount of time it took to reach for the stack of mail. "What about the right here, right now?”
“She’s the one who brought up evacuation orders," Ethan answered, voice teetering on whiny.
“And you’re the one defending them," Ava accused.
“What do you want me to say?”
“I want you to say he fucked up.”
“He fucked up! Obviously!”
“Yeah, he fucked up! He’s currently fucking up. And what is this junk that was introduced on the floor yesterday? What the hell is a ‘core disaster area’?”
“First of all, why the hell are you in here?” Angus interrupted, not looking up from the stack of mail. Bill, bill, fundraising plea from some wildlife organization, Georgetown requesting donations… “Secondly, in a perfect world, the entirety of New Orleans would be the core disaster area. The damage to their infrastructure alone will cause ripple effects throughout the national economy."
“Yes, in the short run–” Ethan spoke up.
“In the short run, these people will need more promises than temporary – very temporary – tax relief. We have to ask why the federal government has not been more willing, not more able, and not more ready, to help. Ideally, we should finetune her response to this proposition,” Ava rejoined. "That's why we're in here."
The last envelope felt different between his fingers; the paper was softer, more expensive, not mass-produced. The sensation of it alone gave him pause, tapping the pad of his thumb against a corner – once, twice, and then he turned it. Elegant cursive: Angus P. Byrne, return address New York. Woodrow House. His dry, tired eyes stung, rendering the letters fuzzy as he stared. His stomach poised itself to drop.
“Voting Nay on this will torpedo her chances in 2008," Ethan pointed out.
“Well, I’m not saying to vote Nay–” Ava continued.
“Do anything to argue against it and we look like fussy, money-hungry Liberals.”
“Well, Angus is an Independent, strictly speaking–”
“And you’re talking out of your ass, is what you are.”
“And you’re talking from… which orifice that accepted a dinner party invitation from Rick fucking Santorum again?”
Angus P. Byrne, return address New York. Woodrow House. Mrs. Tristan's swoopy, neat penmanship. He recognized it almost immediately, and it certainly wasn't Uncle Richard's handwriting. Angus felt like he stood on a precipice, that this would be one of those Before moments.
Like George's face as a newborn baby, scrunched up and ready to cry. Like Angus standing awkwardly outside an office door in an old, musty building when he was 13, listening to his dad spin tales to a group of gruff men inside. Like sitting in a tree beside Malcolm, his brother's cheeks turned purple-red with frustration at Angus' words and poised to push him out. Like his mother humming softly, her locks of chestnut hair dancing out the passenger side window and past his own directly behind her; the summer air buzzed, the radio crackled, a game of I Spy trailed off.
He didn't know what was inside the letter, but he knew he didn't want to open it to an audience.
“Get out,” Angus suddenly ordered, spine straight as he interrupted their argument with a steady, hard voice. Two heads swiveled toward him, horror-movie twins eternally agog. They blinked at him, and he finally met their eyes. For a moment, no one moved. His jaw clenched, patience snapping like a wire pulled too taut, too fast. "Jesus H. – don't act stupid," he snapped. "Get the hell out."
They seemed to get the message then, scrambling hurriedly from the chairs on the opposite side of his desk, leaving them squeaking in surprise in their wake. It was when he heard his door click shut that he finally took out his letter opener and slid it under the seal flap. With tense hands, he unfolded the letter tucked inside – eyes quickly scanning, taking in information.
It is with a heavy heart...
The world around him blurred. It was like he lost track of the seconds; there didn't seem to be any real moment between him sitting and him standing, clutching a paperweight in his hand. His knuckles were white. It would've been an easy thing to give into that first instinct, to send it careening across his office. To let it shatter glass, dent metal, chip wood; to make a loud noise, to demand attention, to loudly proclaim hurt – or the intention to.
For the minute that he stood there, between two actions, Angus thought about how badly he wanted it. How badly he wanted to trust that someone else would ensure the world didn't burn down. How badly he wanted to be a son again, a kid again, to let someone else carry everything. He stood there, let it ache for a full thirty seconds, and then the paperweight fell with a thud onto the antique rug long-ago placed under his desk. Inside his coat pocket, he heard his cell buzz. He jabbed at a key on his office phone that would summon Heather to him.
Angus ran a hand through his hair as his eyes stared emptily at the framed American flag on the wall, waiting for when he'd have to jump back into action. He needed to give Ethan and Ava a list of to-do's for the next several days. He needed to call Dana Palfrey back. He needed to request bereavement. He needed to fucking pray that leaving for a week wouldn't come back to bite him in the ass.
He tugged at the damp strands of his hair, his stomach souring. He needed to schedule a haircut.
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This is how Checo must be feeling right now:
Other than seeing a Ferrari 1-2 on the grid and Lando Norris getting knocked out pretty hard in Q1, the thing I’m blown away by the most is seeing Daniel Ricciardo out-qualify Checo Perez not once…not twice…but three times…in a flipping Alphatauri! A car that is dead last in the championship! Where the hell did that come from?
The Honey Badger’s clearly hungry for that Red Bull seat; he’s practically drooling! Watch your back, Checo! He’s comin’ for ya! 😈
My jaw is going to be on the floor if Daniel somehow finishes the Mexican GP in the Top 5. Maaaaaaybe in the Top 3, but that might be asking too much. I’m so ready for tomorrow.
GEE GEE GEE OI OI OI OI RRRRRRRRAHHH!!! 🍯🦡
#Someone give this man a seat at Red Bull!!! PLEASE!!!!!!#My ramblings: F1#daniel ricciardo#danny ric#ricciardo#sergio perez#checo perez#perez#formula 1#f1#red bull#red bull racing#alphatauri#scuderia alphatauri#2023#2023 mexican grand prix#2023 mexican gp#mexico#mexico city
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That’s so hot! All Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie details HERE!
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Most wanted faces??
i’d love to see lizeth selene , mishti rahman , froy gutierrez , michael evans behling , keith powers , ashley moore , ryan destiny , cierra ramirez , jan luis castellanos , cindy kimberly , desire mia , cindy mello , cris calenda , naressa valdez , lisa onuoha , luka sabbat , lala baptiste , savannah smith , zethpan smith - gneiss , sab zada , glowprincesss , lorenzo zurzolo , vinetrria , khadijha red thunder , ruslana gee , nailea devora , vinnie hacker , dina denoire , sofia jamora , alexa tiziani , ryan manick , felix mallard , isabella jones , jack gilinsky , fiona barron , victor perez , ffjolla , brayden bradshaw , leah halton , maria isabel , fah yongwaree , normani , christina nadin , jamilla strand , hero fiennes tiffin , aaron liebregts , isabelle mathers , michelle domingos , aisha potter , aron piper , ange jose , koleen diaz , cody christian , lana condor , bbyambi , sian lilly , chris briney , kaden hammond , michael yerger , xavier serrano , sohni ahmed , jordan lewis tucker , bridget satterlee , jonathan daviss , madison bailey , zion moreno , camilla morrone , sabrina carpenter , dua lipa , jennie kim , xiao jun , taylor zakhar , emilio sakraya , shawn mendes , bright vachirawit , rudy pankow , reece king , and claudia walsh !!
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well golly gee ali ! i sure have noooo idea what you look like !!! wink wink
BUTTT if i HAD TO guess, based upon vibes,
i'd guess either isabela madrigal or maddy perez !!! :3 not because of your last two icons or anything, tee hee!
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AM !
ISA!!
BELA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
maddy, maybe like, kinda? close? they're both close in a way actuallys
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* anonymous asked : what fc do you wanna see ?
oh god , theres too many ! i’d love to see lizeth selene , froy gutierrez , mishti rahman , samantha logan , dua lipa , glowprincesss , camila morrone , aisha potter , brayden bradshaw , sab zada , christina nadin , cris calenda , xavier serrano , vinetrria , dina denoire , savannah lee smith , michael evans behling , cindy mello , jan luis castellanos , desire mia , lisa onuoha , luka sabbat , lala baptiste , khadija red thunder , zethpan smith - gneiss , lorenzo zurzolo , ruslana gee , alexa tiziani , ryan manick , isabella jones , fiona barron , victor perez , maria isabel , normani , leah halton , jamilla strand , hero fiennes tiffin , isabelle mathers , michelle domingos , ange jose , aron piper , cody christian , lana condor , sian lilly , chris briney , michael yerger , sohni ahmed , jonathan daviss , bridget satterlee , zion moreno , xiao jun , emilio sakraya , shawn mendes , bright vachirawit , rudy pankow , claudia walsh , mason gooding , felix mallard , ryan destiny , ive been off the tumblr scene for a while so if some of these fcs dont have resources feel free to yell at me <33
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Tonight on the “Hot 🔥 Spot” I’m featuring new music by @LilUziVert , @Mezmriz, @NLChooppa , & Est Gee @Est.Gee & at 2am U.S. (P.S.) time / 8:30pm Adelaide, Australia time on @Fresh927 FM with Beto Perez @CaliBurrito on Freakin’ It with @DJLisad Here’s the Listen Live Link www.Fresh927.com.au 🏃💨🔥 #DJJAM #DJJAMDPG #THEOFFICIALDJOFTHEWEST #BETOPEREZ #DJLISAD #LILUZIVERT #MEZMRIZ #NLECHOPPA #ESTGEE #THEHOTSPOT #FRESH927 #HIPHOP #RnB #LATINSOUL #AFROBEAT #REGGAE #DJVATICAN #NEURALMIXPRO #ALGORIDDIM (at Fresh 92.7) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmXwpMRp-rj/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
#djjam#djjamdpg#theofficialdjofthewest#betoperez#djlisad#liluzivert#mezmriz#nlechoppa#estgee#thehotspot#fresh927#hiphop#rnb#latinsoul#afrobeat#reggae#djvatican#neuralmixpro#algoriddim
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OK I WAS BORED SO I CAME UP WITH NAMES FOR SANTIAGO'S SIBLINGS
In order, It's Santiago, Catalina, Mateo, Camila, Sebastian and Sofia (Twins), and finally Maria
The parents are Tatiana and Xavier!
SLAYYY
doing this for nini’s family shitty as they are
okay so obvs we have nini, oldest, in terms of little siblings theres just random children running around that her mom spatted out with random men (gee i wonder where nini got the whole courtesan idea from), but nini had a close relationship with her sister maddy, who was a year younger than her. they lost touch when nini left home tho
her daughter’s name would be oceane, just because i think it’s one of the prettiest french names out there
and her mom’s name is/was ines, and her dad’s was carlos (mom french, dad mixed mexican and chilean)
also i hc nini’s full name to be marina madeleine perez :)
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jason scott, julia walker, & scott shepard? gee, i just missed them getting into town! i’m sure i’ll see them around later; the nymphs are throwing a block party! — accepted! welcome to hyades, rey & dani. please have your account in within 24 hours, and in the meantime here is our checklist! jack lowden, renee rap, taylor zakhar-perez, a child of zeus, & leilani olivieria's skinny love are now taken.
( JACK LOWDEN, THIRTY-THREE, CIS MAN + HE/HIM ) UNFORGIVEN by METALLICA 🏹 past actions weighing heavily on ones shoulder, the fear of what comes after the rolling thunder, the unassuming hero with greatness thrust upon them, the voice in the back of your head questioning every decision, wishing one could disappear but every eye turns on you when you enter the room, the smell of rain in the air / the child of ZEUS? the PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR? oh, that must be JASON SCOTT! they’ve been around hyades for 8 years, but did you know HE WAS ONE OF THE LEADING HEROES OF THE SECOND TITAN WAR AND HATES TALKING ABOUT IT ? it might just be town gossip, but i think they’re pretty good with that electrokinesis, aren’t they? you know, maybe that’s why i always see them with a silver pen that when activated becomes a spear. oh well - may the gods bless them. (rey, 28, he/him, pst)
( RENEE RAPP, TWENTY-FIVE, CIS WOMAN + SHE/HER/HERS ) me & my dog by boygenius 🏹 designer sneakers, unbuttoned flannels, ticket stubs + polaroids, your favorite movie's dvd menu on loop, waffle house at midnight, a cracked phone case / the child of hermes? the TRAVEL BLOGGER? oh, that must be JULIA WALKER! they’ve been around hyades for 2 months, but did you know SHE GOT ADOPTED BY A STRAY CAT RECENTLY? it might just be town gossip, but i think they’re pretty good with that teleportation, aren’t they? you know, maybe that’s why i always see them with her grandpa's wristwatch. oh well - may the gods bless them. (dani, 30, she/her/hers, est)
( TAYLOR ZAKHAR PEREZ, TWENTY-EIGHT, CIS MAN + HE/HIM/HIS ) dial drunk by noah kahan 🏹 five o'clock shadow, a cigarette behind his ear, a missing airpod, worn sneakers, getting locked out of your apartment at 2 am, that one song you can't get out of your head / the child of hephaestus? the FIREFIGHTER? oh, that must be SCOTT SHEPHERD! they’ve been around hyades for 4 years, but did you know HE USED TO PLAY PROFESSIONAL HOCKEY UNTIL HE GOT A CAREER-ENDING INJURY? it might just be town gossip, but i think they’re pretty good with that fire immunity, aren’t they? you know, maybe that’s why i always see them with a lighter. oh well - may the gods bless them. (dani, 30, she/her/hers, est)
#appless rp#new rp#city rp#demigod rp#pjo rp#hyaccepted#AH. AHHHHHHHHHHH these are so good. im so excited
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Thursday Thrills: Events of the Week!
We are already into the third month of 2023. The lighter nights are just around the corner making you feel like you just need to get out and about. As we enter a new season it's time to shake off those winter blues and start filling up your out and about calendar for the spectacular month of WhatsOn March. With a super choice of some amazing events happening all across the globe…
RAMPAGE 2023
10 – 11 Mar
Celebrating two days of the. For the first time in bass music history, ten clubs in one city in one night will be dedicated to the drum&bass and dubstep music genre with one mega ticket allowing entrance to all events! There is ten clubs, each featuring a BIG line-up, hosted by some of the biggest known brands in the world. The weekends DJ line-up features Andy C, Macky Gee, Bear Grillz, Black Tiger Sex Machine, Alix Perez, DJ Hazard, and more
For Tickets & more info www.rampage.eu
THE JUNGLE WEEKENDER AMSTERDAM
10 – 13 March
Four of the biggest promoters from the jungle and reggae music industry are hosting one of the largest weekend parties. Bringing together a mammoth 1000-strong crowd of like-minded ravers to have the time of their lives. Flying in from across all corners of the globe, the Jungle Weekender Amsterdam takeover is one top event not to be missed on the festival calendar for 2023. Hosting the elite of jungle royalty DJs & MCs including Congo Natty, Randall, Micky Finn, Grooverider, Kenny Ken, Nicky Blackmarket, Jumpin Jack Frost, MCs GQ, Shabba D, Ragga Twins, Fearless, 2Shy Mc plus more
For Tickets & more info www.thejungleweekender.com
TRAFALGAR SQUARES ST PATRICKS DAY PARADE
12 Mar
This weekend is the biggest celebration of the fun-loving party people of Ireland. If you’re in the capital, head on out to one of London's most famous squares, Trafalgar for this very special annual shenanigans. It is going to be one big celebration of Irelands' patron saint, St Patrick. A 50,000-strong crowd of people is expected to come together for a funday Sunday to have ‘the ultimate craic’. Lining the streets of London for a grand ole parade of floats featuring an array of Irish entertainers, it will be pageantry at its best. London will be a sea of green, including Irish dancing, Irish music and food vendors, and a lot more.
For Tickets & more info www.london.gov.uk/take-part/events/st-patricks-festival-2023
WOMADELAIDE
10 – 13 Mar
The iconic multicultural music festival sets based in a simply stunning location and traditional lands of the Kaurna People. In the heart of Adelaide’s stunning Botanic Park The open-air cultural festival is a wonderful weekend. The festival hosting an array of global music artists and festival nostalgia. Known for a very chilled-out vibe this year's line-up is massive and includes Florence & The Machine, The Proclaimers, Angel Olsen, Billy Bragg, Soul ll Soul, Nightmares on Wax, Taraf De Caliu, Dem Mob, and lots more.
For Tickets & more info www.womadelaide.com.au
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Spotlight: Arcee
«The Transformers Spotlight #12»
Graduated from St. Trinians with honors."The Transformers Spotlight: Arcee"PublisherIDW PublishingFirst publishedFebruary 20, 2008Cover dateFebruary 2008Written bySimon FurmanArt byAlex MilneColors byJosh Perez and Kris CarterLetters byChris MowryEdits byAndrew Steven HarrisContinuity2005 IDW continuityChronologyDevastation
This ain't the Fembot we all know and love, folks...
Contents
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1 Synopsis
2 Featured characters
3 Notes
3.1 Production notes
3.2 Continuity notes
3.2.1 Later retcons
3.3 Transformers references
3.4 Trivia
3.5 Errors
3.6 Covers (3)
3.7 Advertisements
3.8 Reprints
4 References
Synopsis
"Oh, I finally get it! 'Jhi-ax-us?' Gee, ax us!"
An enraged Arcee has been tearing a path of destruction through the universe, necessitating Ultra Magnus to hunt her down and bring her in as authorized by the Tyrest Accord. After a protracted battle, she gets knocked out by a flash/concussion grenade and taken into custody by Magnus. As they leave the area, a couple of apparent drones surface and talk to a monitor—promising that the Nega-Core has not been detected and/or taken, which elicits a confirmation from their master that preparations for the Expansion will continue.
Garrus-9 penitentiary: Arcee's spark is being held in a cell, along with some notable others. Warden Fortress Maximus confers with Jetfire and the Technobots about when they can incarcerate the Monstructor components in the same way; Jetfire notes that they can't break through the destructive programming far enough to rehabilitate/reform the sparks (as per Optimus Prime's orders), and as such, haven't pulled the sparks from the frames. As they confer, the Decepticon Onslaught leads his Combaticons in a perfectly-timed (as monitored by Banzaitron) assault on the facility, striking at precisely the right grid-sensor-shuffling moment and breaking into the penitentiary.
Fortress Maximus has no choice but to unleash the "threat-level-9" Arcee on them, with the sole caveat of destroying her spark (via a spark casing g-force crush) if she attempts to escape. A furious battle ensues, but after she cuts through Blast Off and plows through Brawl in vehicle mode, the Combaticons (who recognize her when she first attacked) manage to teleport out with the unconscious Monstructor components (whom Banzaitron wants to join his Secret Service).
Arcee proposes that she be released to hunt them down or killed on the spot. When asked for her motivation she grows angry, commenting that "you don't even know you're DOING it... you unconsciously SENSE a difference." She then reveals that Jhiaxus tampered with her CNA, turning her into a female, "because he was curious, because he could", just to see what introducing gender to the Transformer race would do. He then discarded her and left her to her fate. Traumatized and vengeful, all she can think of is wiping out Jhiaxus and all trace of his tampering in this universe.
Fortress Maximus disagrees, pointing the remote spark-casing-control unit at her, but Jetfire tells him to let her go (he'll back up whatever story Maximus concocts for her escape), as they have precious little to lose at this point.
Featured characters
(Numbers indicate order of appearance.)AutobotsDecepticonsOthers
Arcee (1)
Ultra Magnus (2)
Fortress Maximus (4)
Repugnus (5)
Longtooth (6)
Nosecone (11)
Strafe (12)
Fastlane (13)
Cloudraker (14)
Scattershot (15)
Jetfire (16)
Kick-Off (27)
Jackpot (28)
Rad (29)
Skyfall (30)
Windbreaker (31)
Over-Run (32)
Turbofire (33)
Vroom (34)
Rollout (35)
Sprocket (36)
Afterburner (41)
Lightspeed (42)
Skyjack (7)
Ransack (8)
Bludgeon (9)
Axer (23)
Banzaitron (24)
Gutcruncher (25)
Roadblock (26)
Brawl (37)
Onslaught (38)
Blast Off (39)
Vortex (40)
Jhiaxus (3)
Monstructor (10)
Scowl (17)
Icepick (18)
Slog (19)
Bristleback (20)
Wildfly (21)
Birdbrain (22)
Spotlight: Arcee
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You knew what was coming.
Why the Bee Gees? (tw)
So Why would Davy Perez write in the Bee Gees Staying Alive for this Tombstone Scene?
The music is famously associated with this CLASSIC western movie.... Saturday Night Fever. ... the movie love letter to disco ... a movement that started in the black gay club scene? Under the cut
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It's obviously extremely western - classic western themed movie music, right? Super Western. I could see why Davy Perez thought of it for tombstone immediately. (WHAT IN THE WORLD DAVY?)
The closest non-tinhat / queer reason I can come up with is the idea that Perez wanted Dean and Cas to walk up like this:
The movie follows Tony Manero as he performs the most over the top toxic macho masculinity, including hitting on women and even an attempted r*pe scene. Saturday Night Fever opens to Staying Alive while Travolta's 'pretty boy' version of Tony Manero focuses on his hair and practices his dance in his underwear which we see at the most riske angle (WHY?! I was going to include a photo but it's just too much). He then heads over to Odyssey, a very real gay disco club that existed in the 70s. Tony works a male coded job but is preoccupied with his hair, look, and the female coded love of dance. At one point Tony's friends harass a gay couple and Tony keeps his head low and doesn’t join in. Later in the movie, Tony tells his brother, “I always felt like I was the shit of the family, and you was, like, perfect.” All of this reads as a cover for being a closeted gay teen the 1970s.
Or no reason. It's very western music obviously.
aaaand here's Sam closing Dean back into the closet in tombstone, where Dean was shot from while he was explaining to Sam that he was so happy simply because they had Cas back.
Thank you @escapingpurgatorypodcast for always keeping us grounded with:
tw - "Yes, there are moments of elation, and there are some funny lines. But there is also the unabashed racism of the main characters, the grim hopelessness of Tony’s work and home life, the casual gay-bashing, the joyless and exploitative sex, and the rape. Not one, but two rapes, in very quick succession near the end of the movie: Tony’s attempted rape of Stephanie, and also his friends’ gang-rape of Annette, the girl who loves him. Saturday Night Fever is not fun. It’s brutal." (x)
2.11 gifs from @xofemeraldstars
Video version of the scene with the bee gees music from @katebushstandean (x)
#spn queercoding#spn tinhatting#davy perez#tombstone script#spn script leak#spn tombstone#spn 13x06#original content#what are the spn writers thinking?#dean was always bi#destiel was always canon#spn writers ship destiel#bee gees#staying alive#stayin' alive#spn film studies
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How a 1970s "lost" Marvel Comic still takes Beatles fans on a magical mystery tour
How a 1970s “lost” Marvel Comic still takes Beatles fans on a magical mystery tour
Back in 1978, musicians Peter Frampton, the Bee-Gees and actor George Burns starred in a film adaptation of the Beatles’ Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band. It was a box office disaster, and in the fall out, a Marvel Comics adaptation for the North American market was canned. But editions were published elsewhere, and are, today, perhaps some of the rarest The Beatles comics memorabilia out…
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sparks [maddy perez]
maddy perez x fem!reader
summary: it's hard to express how you feel, especially when you're so shy and the only person you interact with is lexi, but it's even harder when you have a crush on the most confident girl in school; requested by anon
warnings (18+): a few swear words...that’s it!
*not my gif*
You were invisible.
The only reason why people knew your name was because of who you hung out with. It was an odd contrast, you were shy, quiet, and had your head stuck in a book. While the people you hung out with were, well...the complete opposite.
Everyone except for Lexi, who was basically the reason why you were in the friend group. But honestly, the only reason why Lexi is apart of the friend group is because of Cassie. Maybe that’s why the two of you were best friends.
And it’s the exact reason why she was just as shocked as you were when you told her about your crush on the one and only Maddy Perez. You don’t remember how or when your crush started. All you know is that one day you were staring at her lips for a little too long. It’s not like she noticed though, no one ever notices you.
“I can’t believe you have a crush on Maddy. She’s like the complete opposite of you. She’s loud, confident, and if she knows what she wants, she’ll get it. You’re...” Lexi drifted off trying to find the right words, “...Not that?”
“Gee thanks, Lex.” You threw your head into her pillow and let out a muffled scream.
She punched your shoulder lightly, “Oh come on, you know I don’t mean it in a bad way! The way you are is exactly why we’re best friends and is one of the many reasons why I love you!”
“Yeah, yeah, I know.” You muttered, screaming once more.
“Just because you’re different from her doesn’t mean she doesn’t feel the same way. So I will take the great honor of being your wing woman, starting with this party that my sister is making us go to tonight!” The brunette offered and you shot your head up.
You saw the mischievous glint in her eyes as they twinkled, “No! Lex, don’t! She doesn’t like me that way. I don’t even know if she considers me one of her friends, I mean the only person I really interact with in the group is you! It’s just going to be embarrassing!”
“What? What did you say? I couldn’t understand what you were saying.” She said, sarcastically.
“I’m being serious-”
“I’m sorry! I still can’t comprehend what you’re trying to say!”
Before you could protest once more, Cassie barged into their shared room, “Maddy and Kat are here! Let’s go!”
Both you and Lexi let out a collective sigh before following the older Howard. Your heart fluttered at the mere sight of Maddy. The only view of her outfit was because of her head poking through the back seat window: a tight black dress, that showed a lot of skin.
The palm of your hands started to become sticky as you mentally cursed, tearing your eyes away from the girl, while wiping your hands on your jeans. You could hear Lexi chuckle and you didn’t even have to look at her to figure out that she was laughing at you.
When you finally got a hold of yourself, you noticed that Kat’s small car was now full. Jules occupied the passenger seat, leaving the Howard sisters to fill in the only other empty spots next to Maddy, “Oh it looks like there’s no room. You know, it’s New Year’s Eve, cops are going to be everywhere I don’t want to get you in trouble by squeezing in. I can just walk home and stay there for the night.” You rambled to them.
All of the girls, but Lexi, just looked at you in shock. This was probably the most amount of words you said to them at once.
You were about to leave without a response when Lexi stopped you, “No! It’s New Year’s Eve, Y/N. You shouldn’t celebrate it alone. Maddy!” You shot daggers into Lexi’s heart as your palms sweated even more, “Can Y/N sit in your lap for the ride? It’s not too far away, ten minutes max.”
Mentally, you had just punched Lexi in the face and cussed her out, but physically you just gave a tight lipped smile while your heart ran at the speed of light. You looked to Maddy who just smiled sweetly, “Yeah of course!”
Your heart dropped onto the floor and you had to blink a few times to stop your heart from going into cardiac arrest, “Thanks.” You muttered as she opened the door for you. Maddy patted her lap and you slowly, but surely made your way over to her. And it wasn’t too bad when you sat on her lap, your heart rate was still high, but you were composed now.
You felt a strong, yet petite arms wrap around you waist tightly. Well, fuck, there goes your “composure”. You side eyed Lexi who looked like she was having the time of her life, as she tried not to laugh in front of everyone. To make matters worse for you, hooked her head onto your shoulder as Kat drove.
You tried to focus on the conversation at hand, not participating obviously, because when do you ever? But at least you were a very active listener...not this time though because her warm breath was on your neck.
She was so close, yet so far.
Luckily, Kat drove there faster than expected and you were able to free yourself before you said or did something stupid. The group dispersed once you walked in, everyone had their own agendas for the night.
You followed Lexi, like always, “I am going to sucker punch you so hard right now!” You told her over the booming music.
“Oh come on! One day you’re going to thank me for it.” She shot you a wink, before sitting on the couch.
“Mhmm, I highly doubt that.”
As the night progressed, you and Lexi stood your ground on the couch. Not allowing anyone to sit there, except for Fez. Lexi was in a deep conversation with Fez when you excused yourself to grab a drink.
You grabbed yourself a soda can from the cooler, when you turned around you were met with a drunk guy with a lopsided smile on his face, “Hey.” He slurred out.
“Hi.” You muttered, not wanting to be rude.
You tried to walk past him, but every move you made he’d block you, “I was wondering if you wanna get out of here. I know a couple of bedrooms that are empty right now, you and I could go and hang out for a bit.”
Your mouth opened and closed multiple times, trying to find the nicest way to reject him. So captivated with your thoughts running at a million miles an hour, you didn’t even notice Maddy sitting on the couch, not too far away from you.
The boy took your silence as a yes for some weird reason, so he grabbed your hand and started dragging you through the house, right past Maddy. You felt another hand grab yours as it forced you down onto someone’s lap.
Even though you only felt her arms around your waist for a few minutes earlier, you remembered her touch anywhere, “Hey dumbass! She doesn’t want to go anywhere with you.”
“And how do you know that?” The boy asked with a chuckle.
“Because that’s my girl! So don’t ever hit on her again or I will make East Highland a living hell for you! Bye!” She shooed him off and he cursed under his breath before stumbling off.
“Thank you for that.” You mumbled, avoiding her eyes.
“Why do you do that?” Maddy asked and you just hummed in response, “Why do you run away every time I get close?”
You shook your head, “I don’t-I don’t do-”
“Yeah you do. I’ll try to approach you at school and you always run the other direction. Or when we’re all hanging out you avoid everyone, but Lexi, but I’ve noticed you really avoid getting into any close proximity with me. I don’t bite, you know.” She told you and you chuckled.
“No, I know. I just-” You stuttered, trying to fight words to say, “You make me nervous.”
“Why?” She asked with a smirk on her face.
You licked your lips, your eyes finding the floor the most interesting thing in the room. Maddy tilted your chin to look in her eyes and someway, somehow, you found courage in them, “Because I have a crush on you. Like a super big, dorky crush on you.” You muttered quickly, and if Maddy wasn’t listening to your every word with the utmost intent she would’ve missed it.
But she caught it, “I know you don’t like me like that. I mean there’s Nate and you know I don’t think you ever really noticed me. I’m kinda always in the background, so I doubt you really-”
Your words were cut off by soft lips. Your eyes widened as you saw Maddy’s eyes closed in front of you, her lips attached to yours. She started pulling away, but before she could get too far, you grabbed her cheeks with the most confidence you’ve ever had and kissed her.
The brunette smiled into the kiss and you both pulled away smiling like idiots, “Y/N, I’ve always seen you.”
Across the living room, Lexi sat with Fez right next to her. The two of them shared a fist bump, as Fez reached for his pocket and handed the once “drunk” boy from before a few bucks.
Mission accomplished.
tag list: @werewolfbanshee-love, @padmeswife, @i-need-somebody-else, @maximoffwitch, @flushedawayondvd, @picnicmic, @10-19-17uswnt,
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