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The Return of Mark Hamill is a work of art...
The Return of Mark Hamill is a work of art... #comics #comicbooks
Find out the unknown history of Mark Hamill in this special comic from Jack in the Box!
Starring: Mark Hamill and Jack BoxArt: Luke Duo Art, Jamie CoeLetterer: Joshua ReedCreated by: Eric Stiles, Chad GoodnoeCreative Directors: Jeff O’Keefe, Bert MarissenEditors in Chief: Jason Karley, Galen GrahamProduced by: Dena Moore, Nat Wilkes
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#bert marissen#chad goodnoe#comic books#Comics#dena moore#eric stiles#featured#galen graham#jack in the box#jamie coe#jason karley#jeff o&039;keefe#joshua reed#luke duo art#mark hamill#nat wilkes#the return of mark hamill#video
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I know the meme is dead, but I think the four successful assassins should experience it.
Edit: I have to put a disclaimer on here because a few people aren’t getting that this is a joke. If you’ve ever heard of the Thomas Jefferson Miku binder then you should know what I’m talking about here. If you don’t, then look it up. This is basically satire of a Hamilton fanart that is meant to reflect off the assassins while at the same time mocking them.
#assassins musical#john wilkes booth#charles guiteau#leon czolgosz#lee harvey oswald#us history#assassins creed#hamilton#thomas jefferson miku binder#miku binder#Nats art
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Boy Next Door Part 2
Series Masterlist, Main Masterlist
Part 1 - Part 3
Summery: My whole life seemed to be perfectly planned out for me, the perfect family, the perfect house with a white picket fence, the perfect boy next door… the only problem is I can’t seem to take my mind off my best friend…
Warnings: Severe homophobia, discussion of weight and eating, reader has comphet, like hella slurs, super shity moms (I don’t think anyone has good parents in this show), bullying.
A/N: lol sorry this took so long I was putting off editing. Also I literally couldn’t think of a good reference so I just said Annie Wilkes but ignore how it doesn’t really fit.
Word Count: 2301
Very subtle background Jackie/Shauna and Lottie/Nat
At 15, I stopped hanging out with most of the friends my Mother picked for me. It was early September, soccer tryouts were coming up, and I was stuck eating lunch with Amy, Jessica and Angela. Shauna had gone to join the poetry club, and even though Jackie hated poetry, she couldn't let Shauna do anything on her own.
"I'm glad to see that Brandy's still ugly, too many people lost weight this summer." Angela sighed, pushing food away from her dramatically. I could see Jess immediately become self-conscious of the amount of food on her plate as she stared and moved it around with her fork.
They droned on about boys and diets and other topics my Mother begged me to care about, but I honestly couldn't care less, so I tuned them out, humming or nodding when they looked at me for my agreeance. It was only a few moments later when I spotted her walking into the cafeteria with Tai and Lottie. Van was only really friends with the girls on the team.
"Big surprise, the trashy dyke is still a trashy dyke." Amy preened as the other two girls let out malicious laughter. I felt my heart stop in my chest as my eyes whipped from Van to them.
"Wait, are you talking about Van?" I forced out, the crushing weight on my chest making it hard to breathe.
"I get you're on a soccer team with her, but come on Y/n, there is no way you don't see it." Jess seemed to taunt me.
"Omg, I bet she stares at you guys in the showers." The gaggle of girls burst into more laughter and mean comments, and I was seeing red.
"SHUT UP!" I stood up violently, slamming my tray down. "JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!" My breathing calmed down enough to hear how silent the whole room had gotten. The room seemed to be constricting my breathing as all the eyes seemed to track my every movement. I swayed for a moment, almost unsure how to proceed, but their words echoed in my head enough for me to know that I was done.
"You are horrible people. Truly horrible people, and one day I hope you stop hating yourselves so fucking much so you can stop making other people feel the way you do." I spit the words into their faces before I grabbed my bag and made a run for the doors. I heard a few sets of footsteps follow behind me, but I really didn't care. I just wanted to be alone to have some quiet.
I almost ran to the girls' bathroom before realizing that it was the worst place to be if you wanted to be left alone, so I went to the next best place. The change room. No one was using it because it was lunch, and the benches brought me a sort of comfort.
I was really only sitting for a few moments before I heard muffled whispers behind the door. It slowly creaked open as blue eyes peeked around the door to meet mine.
"Can.. can I come sit?" Van asked with a small smile. It seemed like all my words tumbled out during my outburst, so I just nodded.
Van came and sat beside me the way she has been recently, not too close but close enough, my knee sometimes touching hers, sending a sort of electric shock through my body.
"Sooo… you wanna tell me why you went all Annie Wilkes back there?" Van asks, slipping in a reference to the movie she showed me last week.
My heart dropped in my chest as their words came to the surface of my mind while I stared into her kind blue eyes that never fail to make someone smile.
"They are just assholes," I mumble out, unable to muster up the courage to tell Van what they said about her. "I hated being friends with them, and I'm just done with it."
"Well, good riddens." She said in a surprisingly good Southern accent. "I guess this just means more you have hang out with me more." She seemed to joke, but her gaze felt oddly serious. She bumped her knee into mine as she spoke, and I tried to ignore the butterflies that seemed to find their way to my stomach.
I wanted to say I was surprised when kids giggled and whispered as I walked down the halls the next day, but I wasn't. I know exactly what type of people Jess, Amy and Angela are. It wasn't until Jackie was suddenly grabbing my wrist and yanking me down the halls to the bathroom that I realized it might be worse than their normal, stupid little rumours.
"Ow! What the heck Jackie!" I snapped while rubbing my wrist. Shauna was going around checking the stalls to make sure no one was eves dropping. Once Satisfied with her search, she stood by the door as if to stop someone if they were to walk in.
"Polly said she heard from Bella, who heard from Alex, who heard from Ted, who heard from Allison, who heard from-"
"Wait, Polly heard from who?" I cut Jackie off, already confused.
"Polly said she heard from Bella who heard from- Oh never fucking mind, someone's spreading a rumour that you…" Jackie stumbled for a minute, looking to Shauna for help.
"That… that you slept with Coach Martinez to make sure you got a spot on Varsity this year." Shauna rushed out all in one breath.
"And so that Tai and Lottie would stay on JV so you could be a star player." Jackie finished for Shauna. If it was any other situation, Shauna would have ranted to you about how even though she works just as hard (and has better footwork by a mile), she's never included with Tai, Lottie, Jackie and I. No matter what she does, she always seems to fade into the background.
But it was not the time, and Shauna knew that it didn't matter what Jess, Amy and Angela thought of her soccer playing because they were trying to hurt me not her. Trying to turn my friends against me, making the whole school think I'm something I'm not. Possibly ruining whatever chance I had of making it to Varsity. My face went white, and my blood felt red hot; it seemed to burn my entire body from the inside out.
"Everyone knows that if you do make Varsity this year, it's because you ruled club this summer, not because you ‘slept’ with Coach." Shauna tried to reassure me with soft eyes and a pitying smile.,
"Plus, everyone knows you haven't even kissed Steven yet so there's no way in hell you'd sleep with a gross grown man." Jackie seemed to regret the words the moment she said them as I push past her violently and storm out of the bathroom, distinctly aware of the whispers as I pass.
I went directly to my first-period English and tried to drown myself in mellow dramatic poetry written by stupid men who could never understand what it's like to grow up a teenage girl in a small town, and at the moment, I wasn't sure anything could be worse.
The rest of the day seemed to drag on in a dream-like state, people's taunting stares and snide remarks nearly fading to background noise like the old lights that hummed in the classrooms. I dragged myself from class to class. Hiding in the bathroom instead of facing the cafeteria.
The final bell finally rang, and I'd never been happier in my life. For once, I actually wanted to go home. I pushed my way through the crowded halls to my locker, determined to get out of here in record speed when I saw her there. Standing in front of my locker, scanning the crowd with her beautiful blue eyes full of concern.
My heart stopped in my chest. I contemplated turning around and making a run for it while I still had time, but her eyes seemed to find mine like magnets. With my brain screaming run, I went up to my locker.
"Hey Palmer…" I mumbled out as she stepped aside so I could get to my locker.
"Hey lady, ruff day?"
"Something like that." I fiddled with my lock, messing up the code so I didn't have to look at her.
"Look, me and Nat are planning on heading to the creek later tonight if you wanna meet us there."
"What makes you think I wanna go to the creek with you and Nat." I snapped, immediately regretting it as I briefly saw the look on her face.
"Jeez, like I said, seems like you've had a ruff day, and I thought it might cheer you up, but ____ a girl for trying." She rolled her eyes, but there was no bite in her tone or the sweet, sickly pity that anyone else who came up to me had. "Teenaged girls are assholes, I think I know better than most people here."
How I got into this mess flashed before my eyes, and my gaze softened at once. I felt like an asshole.
"Yeah… look, I'm sorry for snapping at you, like you said.. shity day." My eyes met hers with a small smile, and her eyes lit up in that way that makes my heart flutter. "But yeah, I'm not doing much tonight so why not." Her smile widened
"Be there or be square lady."
To be completely honest, the creek always scared me a bit. The stories of missing girls and ghosts tales told at sleepovers and a strict mother had kept me far away from there until now. As I pulled my bike from the garage and biked past the perfect white fence that seemed to taunt me every time I saw it, I realized that I had no idea what people even did at the creek. I mean, the older kids threw parties, but I highly doubt that Van invited me to a party on a school night. Especially if this is to cheer me up.
I told my Mother I was going to Jackie's to do a group study for English. I knew that even if she called Jackie's mom, she wouldn't be there enough to answer the phone, the new pills she has strong enough to 'take away the toughest headache'. None of us missed the way that she looked at Jackie as she said that.
The closer I got to the creeks, the more my heart rate picked up, and I found myself almost giddy. The closer I got, the farther away my problems seemed to be. I chained my bike to a tree off the path and stood waiting. Van had called and told me to wait at the north side trail entrance at 7. I didn't know if I was early or if they were late as I stood waiting. It didn't really matter as they came to the clearing soon after, having walked as they lived closer than I did. I had never been to Van or Nat's house. Barely anyone has, and I think that Lottie is the only one who's ever actually been inside Nat's house at least.
"Hey guys." I tried to ignore the fluttering in my chest at the sight of them. (Again, this most definitely has absolutely nothing to do with Van)
"Hey, Y/n, sorry we're late." Van gave me a cheeky smile
"So, spot stealer, you ready?" Nat singsonged; she had no malice in her tone, but it still stung nonetheless. Van elbowed her hard in the ribs before giving her a dirty look.
"Too soon, my bad. It's not like anyone would believe that anyway. If they were trying to ruin your life, they should have come up with something a little more believable."
"Whatever… let's just get moving."
Any tension had melted away the moment Van had started talking about the girl who somehow got stuck at the bowling alley while she was working there that summer. No matter who was in the room, she seemed to enchant her works, making it irresistible to not burst out laughing at the climax of her stories. We'd been walking off the path along the creek for about 20 minutes. As the sun had almost fully set, small peaks of pastel orange slipped through the gaps in the trees.
Van led us to a bunch of large smooth rocks before sitting down. Nat sat on her left and me on Van's right. Nat pulled out a pack before passing one to me without a word. I hesitated slightly before grabbing it and the lighter.
"Since when do you smoke?" Van raised one eyebrow.
"I don't really, but at that party before school started, I sat with Nat out back."
"Oh, I thought you were with your stupid boyfriend all night." Though it came across as light-hearted, the look in Van's eyes lacked her normal sparkle, making the comment have a sort of bite to it.
"He's not my boyfriend!" I was quick to correct; it made my stomach feel achy, knowing that Van thought that. "And he's not stupid. He's just my friend."
Nat met my gaze with a knowing glance before staring at the way the water slid around the rocks in front of us. Part of me wanted to tell Van. But I'd much rather just drop the whole topic in general. Van seemed to catch on. She cleared her throat, digging at the dirt with a stick she found on the walkover.
"Did I ever tell you about the time that Nat got hit by a parked car?" A smile crept up onto Van's face as Nat groaned, shoving her lightly.
#fanfics#van palmer x reader#yellowjackets#yellowjackets fanfic#vanessa palmer x reader#van palmer x reader angst#van palmer x reader fluff#van palmer/reader#vanessa palmer#van palmer#shauna x jackie#nat x lottie#pre crash#lesbian
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Songs From The 50s Bracket
"Für zwei Groschen Musik" by Margot Hielscher (Germany) vs "Messieurs les noyés de la Seine" by Fud Leclerc (Belgium)
"Voorgoed voorbij" by Corry Brokken (Netherlands) vs "Sing Little Birdie" by Pearl Carr and Teddy Johnson (UK)
"Giorgio" by Lys Assia (Switzerland) vs "Irgendwoher" by Christa Williams (Switzerland)
"Oui oui oui oui" by Jean Philippe (France) vs "Die ganze Welt braucht Liebe" by Liane Augustin (Austria)
"Lilla stjärna" by Alice Babs (Sweden) vs "Amami Se Vuoi” by Tonina Torielli (Italy)
“Nel Blu Dipinto Di Blu (Volare)” by Domenico Modugno (Italy) vs "Corde della mia chitarra" by Nunzio Gallo (Italy)
"Hou toch van mij" by Bob Benny (Belgium) vs “Dors, Mon Amour” by André Claveau (France)
“La Belle amour” by Paule Desjardins (France) vs "De vogels van Holland" by Jetty Paerl (Netherlands)
"Le Plus beau jour de ma vie" by Mony Marc (Belgium) vs "All" by Patricia Bredin (UK)
"Telefon, Telefon" by Margot Hielscher (Germany) vs "Ne crois pas" by Michèle Arnaud (Luxembourg)
"Im Wartesaal zum großen Glück" by Walter Andreas Schwarz (Germany) vs "Piove" by Domenico Modugno (Italy)
"Ma petite chatte" by Fud Leclerc (Belgium) vs "Uh, jeg ville ønske jeg var dig" by Birthe Wilke (Denmark)
“Skibet skal sejle i nat” by Birthe Wilke & Gustav Winckler (Denmark) vs “Refrain” by Lys Assia (Switzerland)
“Een Beetje” by Teddy Scholten (Netherlands) vs "Il est là" by Dany Dauberson (France)
"Tant de peine" by Danièle Dupré (Luxembourg) vs "Le Temps Derdu" by Mathé Altéry (France)
"So geht das jede Nacht" by Freddy Quinn (Germany) vs “Net Als Toen” by Corry Brokken (Netherlands)
#eurovision#esc#eurovision song contest#tumblr tournament#tumblr polls#tumblr bracket#eurovisionbracket#tumblr tourney#tumblr poll
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Eurovision Fact #59:
The longest kiss in Eurovision history occured in 1957 when the rule against having duos compete was lifted. Birthe Wilke and Gustav Winckler, the Danish entry who sang "Skibet Skal Sejle I Nat," kissed for a total of 12 seconds at the end of their song. The duo ended up placing third overall.
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Frankfurt 1957, Eurovision.tv.
Frankfurt 1957 Participants: Birthe Wilke and Gustav Winckler, Eurovision.tv.
Grand Prix Eurovision 1957 (Full Show from HR) 41:23-41:35, YouTube.com.
Scoreboard of Frankfurt 1957, Eurovision.tv.
#esc#eurovision#eurovision song contest#eurovision facts oc#esc facts oc#esc 1957#denmark#Birthe Wilke#Gustav Winckler
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Under the cut are all of the acceptances at this time. If you're included on the list, welcome to Riddikulus! Please be sure you send in your account within 24 hours of acceptance, and follow the After Acceptance Checklist. We're so excited to write with you!
Nat accepted as Frank Longbottom with the fc Lewis Tan
Courtney accepted as Aurelia Theodosia Wilkes Yaxley with the fc Nicola Peltz
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#No I am not accepting criticism#assassins musical#assassins the musical#John Wilkes booth#charles guiteau#leon czolgosz#giuseppe zangara#Nats art#Davey Herold#Lewis Powell#George
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Landcaster Legacy Gen 7 Update #30
Dear Diary,
Lacy's play was so good last night. I'm still so confused by the ending though, Lacy went straight to bed after coming home last night, and then left super early today so I haven't had time to ask her about it.
-Violet
Saturday afternoon Violet and Janie met on the pier for a date. "Have you started packing for Mt. Komrebi yet?" Violet asked. "You leave Monday morning."
"I only have a few things packed," Janie admitted. "I guess I'm hoping the slower I pack the more time I'll get here with you"
"We can't stop time, but we can take some pictures," Violet suggested and the girls got situated for a photo together.
"They usually last longer anyways," Janie told her.
Violet and Janie headed over to the photo booth to take some more pictures. Violet seemed pretty pleased with how their photo turned out, and to be fair it was super cute.
"I really need to head home," Violet said. "But I'll see you at my mom's dinner party tomorrow? It starts at 6:00pm."
"I wouldn't miss it," Janie assured her, and Violet pulled her in for a goodbye kiss.
Leo decided that it was time he start prioritizing his goals again. He'd had enough with all the girl drama, and it was about time he start focusing on college again, he was about to be a senior anyways. Leo got up early that morning and went for a run and researched universities
While Mads began getting everything downstairs set up for their dinner party that evening, Ethan kept Rosie preoccupied by doing some flash cards with her. Needless to say, she enjoyed spending some quality time with her father.
Sunday, when Lacy returned home from their final show, she immediately dyed her hair. It felt good to have this little piece of herself back. The remainder of shows went well, Owen avoided her, and the watcher stopped cheating Wade's energy so he was actually able to go on as Eli
Meanwhile, Mads was downstairs prepping all the food they'd need for the dinner party. She enjoyed hosting guests and was extremely excited that her friend Parker had agreed to come tonight. Mads hadn't seen them since Leo and Nat's birthday so it was going to be nice to catch up
Before anyone knew it 6:00pm was here, and guests began to arrive. Jackie immediately challenged Ethan to a game of chess.
"You're going down Hope," she teased.
"In your dreams, Wilkes," Ethan taunted.
"Oh please, I've beaten you at every game we've played since college."
"You don't know how happy I am that you were able to make it!" Mads exclaimed. "It's been years."
"Well, you know how it is," Parker responded. "Work is always calling my name."
"Strangerville is so far too. Is it true there are aliens out there?"
Parker let out a nervous laugh.
Parker excused themself to grab a plate of food just at Mikayla sat down next to Mads. "So how's the grandparent life treating you?" she asked.
"Don't call me that, it makes me sound so old," Mikayla complained. "But Sawyer is the sweetest, just like Nat was."
Rosie managed to track down the only other toddler invited to this dinner part, and very quickly struck up an incoherent conversation with Sawyer. Whatever they were talking about both girls seemed to be enjoying themselves.
Nat spent most of the night trying to avoid Leo, so this led her into a conversation with both of her mothers, and Parker in the back hallway of the Landcaster residence.
Nat's younger sister, Jayda, took a seat next to lacy making her feel quite tense.
"You haven't seen Janie wandering around have you?" Violet asked. "I've been looking all over, but there are so many sims it's hard to move."
"I haven't seen her yet," Lacy responded. "Sorry."
Jayda had enough of Lacy's mood and went to search for Parker's son, who was the only other child at the party. Violet scooted over next to Lacy.
"She just promised she's come," Violet complained. "And she's nowhere to be found. Maybe I should go look again."
"Can we talk?" Leo asked after he was finally able to corner Nat alone.
"I guess," Nat relied. Deep down she knew a conversation with Leo was inevitable.
"I'm sorry," he told her. "I was a jackass for not showing up for Sawyer's birth when I promised I would."
"Honestly, Leo," Nat began to say. "You shouldn't have promised anything to begin with. Sawyer isn't your baby, and you were with Sofia at the time. It was unfair of me to expect you to be there, I guess I was just jealous."
"But we're friends," Leo said "Wait, jealous?"
"And at the end of the day I don't want him to get hurt, and he just can't seem to understand that, " Lacy was venting to Violet.
"It sounds like you have some issues to resolve here, Lacy," Violet pointed out.
"I have no issues," Lacy snapped clearly irritated.
"Violet has a point," Ethan interjected. "You do seem to have some issues trusting yourself in relationships, also it seems like this Owen fellow really likes you. I could set up an appointment with Violet's therapist for you."
"Absolutely not," Lacy snapped. "I'm fine, I swear."
Jackie decided to do some flash cards with Sawyer in a puddle of mystery pee.
(Seriously I have no clue who pissed on the floor)
As the evening drew to a close, Mads was finally able to meet little Sawyer. "Oh, Nat, she's just adorable," Mads exclaimed and then turned to Sawyer. "You really are lucky, Nat's going to be such an amazing mother."
"What can I say," Nat shrugged.
Violet ended up heading outside to get some air. After everyone had left Mads decided to have a chat with her daughter. "Everything okay?"
"Janie never showed," Violet told her. "She promised."
"She even asked how important it was to me that she come tonight, and then never showed," Violet ranted.
"Sweetheart, I'm so sorry" Mads tried to console her.
"Like I'm starting to wonder if she even likes me at all" Violet admitted. "One second it's great and the next it's not"
Mads pulled Violet in for a hug. "I'll always be here for you," Mads assured her.
"Thanks mom," Violet said. "But I actually kind of just want to be alone for now, can I take a walk. To clear my head?"
"Sure," Mads told her. "Just be safe, alright."
"Okay."
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Songs From The 50s Bracket
“Skibet skal sejle i nat” by Birthe Wilke & Gustav Winckler (Denmark)
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“Refrain” by Lys Assia (Switzerland)
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National Geographic
THE SIX WIVES OF HENRY VIII
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Saturday, August 20, 2022
In today’s newsletter, we learn how Stephen Wilkes got his jaw-dropping Nat Geo cover shot, discover a surprise subject for a photo in rural Pakistan, delight in dancing siblings … and imagine what it’s like to be the first to climb a monolith in Greenland.
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Eurovision 1957: Top 10
Netherlands: Corry Brokken - Net Als Toen
Switzerland: Lys Assia - L'Enfant Que J'Étais
France: Paule Desjardins - La Belle Amour
Austria: Bob Martin - Wohin, Kleines Pony?
Denmark: Birthe Wilke & Gustav Winckler - Skibet Skal Sejle I Nat
Belgium: Bobbejaan Schoepen - Straatdeuntje
Luxembourg: Danièle Dupré - Amours Mortes (Tant De Peine)
Germany: Margot Hielscher - Telefon, Telefon
Italy: Nunzio Gallo - Corde Della Mia Chitarra
United Kingdom: Patricia Bredin - All
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Birthe Wilke & Gustav Winckler - Skibet skal sejle i nat
#Denmark#Birthe Wilke#Gustav Wincklet#Birthe Wilke & Gustav Winckler#Skibet skal sejle i nat#esc#Eurovision#1957#esc 1957#Eurovision 1957#Eurovision song contest#esc art#Eurovision art#art#digital art#That concludes 1957!! Already got two years down#This performance has the first kiss in Eurovision it's so cute#again not super happy about the result but I don't want to dwell on each one otherwise I definitely won't finish this project haha
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App Count Updated +1
Aurelia Theodosia Wilkes Yaxley - Nicola Peltz (Courtney)
Frank Longbottom - Lewis Tan (Nat)
We will post acceptances as soon as all three of us have read and discussed the applications!
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@poisonpicked said:
💖 💖 💖 💖 💖 (Nat, Michael, Jason, Jean, Mickey)
[ MEME | ACCEPTING ]
“Eh, I guess Lloyd. There’s this other guy I work with, I’m pretty sure I just get on his nerves but he’s pretty much the only person that tolerates me. When he’s not threatening to toss me in the ocean with bodies, that is. Or trying to lose me in cities. It’s fine, he loves me.”
#ooc: decided to answer these individually so they all get their spotlight ajkgjangj#also nat is just; yeah this is my boyfriend he hates me#[ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ ] [ asks ]#[ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘᴀɢɴᴇ ᴄᴏᴄᴀɪɴᴇ ɢᴀsᴏʟɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ɪɴʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ] [ natasha henson ]#[ rel; wilkes x natasha ]#poisonpicked
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