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ofxbeasts‌:

adam nodded.  he pretentious people who tried to control how other people were allowed to do things.  they reminded him of his father.  “that’s a good one,” he said, the title catching him a bit off guard.  “it’s french.”  he could almost hear his mothers voice, softly reading the words of the little prince in her native tongue as he fell asleep.  they were memories from long ago.  he tried to ignore it.  he closed his book, folding over the corner of his page and setting it down on the table.  “sure, what’s up?”

“oh,” he smiled, happy with his choice, “then i’ll start reading it soon.” then seeing adam take such an interest in his question, john sat up formally in his chair, clearing his throat. “i had a question about...relationships. most people that i talk to are...very different from my personality. and we both seem like quiet people,” he said carefully. “i wanted to hear your opinion on...all of that.” it occurred to john he didn’t actually know what he wanted to ask.

#( adam dier ) #jhbcvkjrhb

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( @julietxporter )

"...so it seems that if you’re in a bar, people tend to talk more. But it has to be a very specific kind of bar, there has to be light, and it’s usually a brown colour. I think that makes it more natural. People want to talk, and to be listened to. Usually by bartender. Except in Stinky Pete -- bartender, aka, Feli, talks more.” John read out his notes from his little notebook, laughing at himself as he did, perched on the dining chair. “And then in a club...is it different? Do people just dance? Why is drinking so expensive when a lot of people do it?”

#Scientists(TM) #hfbvksjrhebvkjrht #( juliet porter )

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thicftm‌:

           He talked a lot - perhaps , because it was one of the few talents he had that wouldn’t be considered illegal. Because YES his fingers were gifted in the art of pickpocketing and YES he was great at swindling people for the art of the con but … not much else. Couldn’t draw. Didn’t like to sing. Didn’t like to dance. But , he could talk. Forever.

           ❝ Hell YEAH they’re musicians. And some of the best ones , to boot. ❞ He bobbed his head as he leaned over the counter to another round of ‘Year 3000′ , devilish grin on his face as he kept eye contact with the other in front of him. ❝ I hope to whatever god there is out there that she doesn’t come back - like , I dunno if you understand this , John , but if she comes back ?? I might ACTUALLY - somethin’ bad might actually happen to me. Whatever it may be. I don’t believe in that BAD LUCK or ENERGY shit but. You never know. ❞

          “ ...Not much has changed, but they live underwater, ” he recited, in time with the music. “ Does that mean that everyone has learned to breathe underwater ?? Or are we all wearing scuba-diving suits ?? ” John scratched his head. He matched Feli’s eye contact exactly, wiggling his eyebrows a little to make a funny face, thoroughly amused. 

          “ ...you’re right, I don’t understand this. If you don’t like someone and they keep trying to talk to you, just tell them that you don’t want to talk to them. So simple. I can tell her, if she appears, ” he said dutifully. “ Are you talking about fate ?? Karma ?? ”

#( feliciano rome )

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[ text to roz ♟️]

roz: he's a disaster

roz: i think he spells it "blondie"

roz: but no he isn't always like this, i swear

roz: well maybe he is -- depends on what happened?

john: That's a good word for him.

john: Ah, I see.

john: I'm sure he won't mind if I tell you, as long as you don't tell anyone else. He broke into my house and tried to steal a few things.

john: But I caught him. Quite easily.

john: Too easily.

#( roz verheddert )

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hcnnies‌:

      ❝ well, there isn’t a meaning in these flower crowns per se. but i can make you one that does, if you want me to. honestly i could talk about the language of flowers forever. ❞ scooting over to make room for the other man, hannie pats the spot in front of him. it might have seemed a little childish, being at a party ( an adult party nonetheless ) and making flower crowns–but the people around hannie seems to love them, in all their drunken stupor, and if he’s able to put a smile on someone’s face then he considers it a good night. 

      ❝ would you like me to just make you a crown? ❞ he perks up a little hopefully, taking in the length of john’s hair. his fingers itch at the sight. ❝ or i could…braid the flowers into your hair? then you’d look like a prince! ❞ he laughs softly, gathering the flowers into his hands. ❝ a forest prince! ❞

      the couch sank a little too low and his long legs bunched up, with his knees sticking out like towers. still, john relaxed as much as he could, smiling politely at the stranger.  ❝ yes, i’d like a crown, ❞ he said. when the young man reached out for his hair, john just flickered his eyes towards the movement. he was pretty much used to his hair being touched, and it was a common greeting among some primates to be groomed. but this information he kept to himself, knowing not everyone liked to be equated with the animals john had known.

      ❝ i didn’t know you could braid flowers in hair. sounds complicated. but let’s do it, ❞ he grinned.  ❝ a forest prince? aren’t princes meant to be dashing and heroic? ❞

#!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! its haPPENING #( hannie clarke )

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batbowties‌:

He didn’t look down at the boy, didn’t toss the confused look that had crossed his face, down with the paper hearts. Did he not know what an egg hunt was ? “ Every year, Apple Peak puts together an egg hunt. We hide little plastic eggs around the park, and the kids go find them. They’re filled with candy, typically, but some have tickets for small prizes. Toys, mostly - But, oh, we gave away a bike one year ! That was a lot of fun. ” There it was, a smile, a more respectable look to show the other. “ The chaperones make sure the kids don’t get lost, or go too far, ” he continued on, looking to the tree, taking in the question as we ll as his remaining decorations. “ If you’d like, I’d greatly appreciate the help here. I, uh, didn’t realize how many I had left. ” He laughed a bit, untying another string from a branch. “ Did you want the ladder ? ” He was on a short one, only five or so steps, just to get his head up into the leaves.

The boy listened diligently, making sure to remember all this. And the more the man explained, the more things were beginning to click for him. “ Oh, yes, I think I do remember that. They look for eggs, I remember that happening last year. ” Then he had a thought, but instead of jumping the gun (as Stockett called it), he wanted to ask questions first. “ Is it always a small prize ? Would the children like bigger prizes ?  But yes, I would like to be a chaperone, please, ” he smiled. When the man pointed up at the decorations still in the trees, he declined the ladder with a polite smile and wave, and grabbed onto a branch. With one easy pull, he lifted himself up on the branch and climbed up, taking care with the decorations, putting them in his pockets. 

#!! #( jack scareington )

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practicallypoppy‌:

staring, in this case, was not really staring at all, but more observing the other at her side now. when they first met, names weren’t exchanged, but impressions were definitely made. she probably knew his of her - stand-offish, cold, pompous, that was everyone’s first impression of her - and her’s of him only seemed to solidify with his careful taking of the seat and words. he was a gentle young man, absolutely, trying very hard to keep his dirty shoes off her blanket and taking on a stray. that meant he also no doubt had a good heart as well, a solid set of morals held together in a level head. even though she couldn’t exactly tell if his suggestion about stretching her legs was a joke or not, she decided to take it as one and smiled a little. “ oh, but if i did that, i’d disturb this wonderful new friend of mine, ” she replied, the dog settling longways between them but his head settling on her tight-clad thigh. “ should’ve done it when he was getting comfy. guess i’ll just have to suffer pins and needles when the time comes. ” her voice was faux-defeated, and she sighed dramatically to accentuate her teasing.

none of it was a big deal, though. despite her exterior - clean-pressed clothes, layers and mary janes, and that classic umbrella of her’s with it’s hand-carved handle - the brunette did have a very soft heart. “ oh, terribly cruel, ” she agreed, hand resting on the dog’s head, petting almost idle and automatic now. “ no collar, scrounging in the alley for scraps, skinny as can be. he needs a very loving hand to bring him back up to tip-top shape. ” obviously she believed she could do it, but the next question came, and it showed just why she really couldn’t. “ oh, no. ” a small shake of the head. “ i’ve known people who’ve had all sorts of pets. helped care for them, too, absolutely. dogs, cats, fish. hamsters, parrots, ferrets. ” she begun to chuckle with the last three. “ but i myself ? never. ” a pause. “ my parents barely took care of me. pets probably never even crossed their mind. ” that… was a very sad thing to say; in a flash, she knew she shouldn’t have said it.

john laughed -- a surprisingly loud 'h a h a' that he quickly subdued by covering his mouth with his hand. “ i'm sorry, ” he apologised. “ i don't mean to laugh at you, i was only laughing at the saying. pins and needles. it's...i think it's one of my favourites. ” john shook his head with a bashful smile. “ i've always felt that...that thing. i never knew what to call it and then someone explained it to me just last year and it was like everything in my brain lit up, ” he said excitedly. it was the most he'd ever said to a complete stranger but she had a certain, warm presence around her. like she had something to say, and he wanted to hear it.

“ i can assist you with your legs if they feel numb. help you up, ” he added, in case that his initial offer sounded odd.

the woman had a pleasant voice, and john found himself just happy to listen. it was a soft voice, but also wise and full of truth. someone who knew what they were talking about.

“ tip-top shape, ” john echoed quietly. another new saying to start using for himself. “ parrots are very lively, ” he nodded with a smile. it faded only a little at the mention of her parents; and from the abrupt way she stopped talking, he figured she regretted it.

how was one supposed to react in this situation ? probably just to move on. but he didn't like to ignore things.

“ i never thought of animals as pets, for most of my life. they were just...with me. my community. and... ” he spoke slowly, wanting to say the right thing, “ ...sometimes you can be good at taking care of others, and sometimes you're not. i think, if you wanted to, you would be very kind to your animal companion. ”

#its all g !!!!! #poppy made john laugh !!! #for the most RANDOM thing hfbvskhe #( poppy maryn )

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[ text to dae 💐]

daehyun: i have been well! thank you john

daehyun: everyday might be a bit much! i totally understand the sentiment but they might not unless you're making it really clear

daehyun: does this person know the flowers are from you?

john: I understand.

john: I would definitely tell them it's from me. I don't know how else to give it. Should I say something more?

john: I'd rather just give it :(

#h e l p him #( kim daehyun )

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[ text to roz ♟️]

roz: lmfao hi john

roz: mean sure i'm down for online chess, i'll look around for an app or site

roz: oh jesus, yes i do 🙄🙄🙄 what'd he do now?

roz: whatever it was, i apologize for him

john: Thank you!

john: I caught him in a precarious situation, but it was all taken cared of. He mentioned you by name, and also as 'Blondy', or 'Blondee'.

john: I don't know how to spell it, I'm sorry.

john: Is he always like this?

#( roz verheddert )

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xthatguyrob‌:

— robin gasped with astonishment. ❛ surely clowns still wear one of these. it’s the source of all their mystical powers… or so i heard. perhaps i’m a bit out of touch with clown couture. ❜ he squinted as his fingers rubbed his chin pensively. ❛ oh no! what kind of a bloke do you think i am?! if i like scarring the children i would definitely consider it as a profession. unfortunately, i’m the kind of bloke with morals. ❜ he nodded silently. ❛ would you consider being a clown? ❜

john just narrowed his eyes, trying to make sense of the words the other was saying. ❛ you...have a lot of opinions about clowns. ❜ as the man explained they were not, in fact, a clown, john nodded his head seriously before breaking into light laughter.  ❛ then why do clowns exist as a job if they’re terrible things ? i don’t think i could be a clown. clowns are also meant to be funny, aren’t they ? i’m not funny.  ❜  

#( robin barret ) #john hasnt laughed so much in a thread that wasnt with juliet so like #rob has a Power #its that hood charm

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john: Hello, Roz. Would you be interested in playing online chess? I don't know which app to use, but I hear it's good.

john: Also, do you know someone named 'Feli'?

#ah the 'sincerely - John' texts continue #( roz verheddert )

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Because he couldn’t go, because he’s injured.

#......john #( misc )

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[ text to dria 👠]

john: Hello, my name is John Bruce. Is this Adrianna Tokko?

#john sounds like a 50 year old man im #( dria tokko )

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[ text to dae 💐]

john: Hello Dae, I hope you've been well.

john: Do you think it's strange to send flowers everyday?

john: Is that creepy?

#( kim daehyun ) #help him #all that's missing is 'sincerely John'

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“It’s very nice to meet you too.“ 

#mAN #<33333 #( misc )

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thicftm‌:

               ❝ Kinda happy I’m workin the day shift today , because like , sometimes ?? When it’s REALLY late and you’re hitting that burned out final hour where you’re just about to close but some people gotta leave first , you find some WEIRD people. ❞ He’s rambling to no-one in particular , really just whoever’s unfortunate enough to be the closest to him as he’s wiping down the counter. ❝ Like , this one time , there was this girl who was goin’ on about her friends n’ some movie she saw n’ then for some reason she just CRAWWWLS over to me n’ starts askin’ me if I’m her ex-boyfriend from high school because I look like him or whatever and then she leaves and I find her later by coinkidink on like , that one DATING APP or whatever - can’t think of it right now - and , uh , … yeah. Dated her in high school for like … a month. Remembered the name. Kinda awkward n’ I’m hoping she doesn’t come back because that’s gonna be weiiiiird. ❞ A pause , before he QUICKLY moved on from the topic. ❝ Anyways , I hooked up my Bluetooth to the radio here n’ I’m waiting for everyone to notice I’m just playing the ENTIRE Jonas Brothers discography and nothing else. ❞    

         John didn't know if Feli realised he was there. He'd come to know Feli as the kind of person who just talks because he can and while this was usually an annoying trait, whatever came out of Feli's mouth was usually very interesting. Legitimately interesting. Like the whole thing about the Dating Girl and now the brothers of Jonas.

“ So the Brothers are musicians ?? ” John asked calmly. “ I did hear the phrase ‘Year 3000′ repeating a lot. Oh, there it is again. ” He had his arms folded neatly on the counter. “ Maybe you've already freaked that girl out enough that she'll never come back here again. The owner of Stinky Pete won’t like losing a customer like that, ” he said in mock seriousness.

#( feliciano rome )

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xthatguyrob‌:

— ❛ look what i found! ❜ robin slipped his hand into his pocket and popped out a red clown nose which he started wearing, naturally. ❛ isn’t it hilarious?! ❜ he slurred his words, reason might be the numerous bottles of beer he drank prior; however, many would argue that he was just simply embarrassed. when he heard an uncomfortable length of silence, he blurted, ❛ alright, honestly i bought it and thought it was a big investment at the time. please, make my clown nose seem more useful than it actually is. it would be greatly appreciated. ❜ a sheer pink flushed his cheeks, thank god the center piece was a distracting bright red.

❛ you’re very red, ❜ was the first thing john said, cracking a smile. he thought someone should make an ongoing documentary about people when they were drunk. ❛ i’ve never seen a clown wear one of these. well -- i’ve never seen a clown. ❜ john swirled around the fruity mocktail on the bar in front of him.  ❛ are you a clown? ❜

#( robin barret ) #u have the 'men in tights' quote as the blog desc im kfhbvkdjrht #god bless