✭ lauren & jay ✩ requested starter. ✭
it's with a grin that she slides into the jeep, tossing her bag into the backseat with complete nonchalance before glancing at @51163.
"so what's the plan for tonight? or are we just making it up as we go?"
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i am in love with your writing almost as much as i am in love with u
wtf jenn why did you just randomly decide to make me cry on a wednesday evening? for what reason? literally fuck off i love you so much
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* ) ‘ do you really think help is coming ? ’ eyes widen as mouth slacks , ‘ that ship sailed when GCPD decided to side with FALCONE . . . no one trust you boys now ’ 𝙰 𝚆𝙷𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙻𝙴 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 , 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚂𝙻𝙰𝙿𝚂 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎. ‘ you gonna catch them all with gordon ? ’ WICKED sort of grin sits , ah yes this mask SUITS HIM JUST FINE. ‘ look , the effort is appreciated but ’ tone taken down an octave as he leans just slightly in. ‘ you boys are gonna have to work a little harder ’
* / @51163
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“ why the LONG FACE, @51163? ”
she sits back off the scene. cop cars clog up the alleyway now, stacked corner to corner in a sea of blue-red lights swirling with a characteristic chirping siren interrupting the din here & there. a camera crew sets up on the opposing sidewalk with a makeup chair set beside it. she watches a gaffer grapple with a boom mic while the officers mill to finish their stock of the carnage.
maeve’s shoulders lean the brick, arms lazed across her chest. she’s in full regalia, hair already curled, lipstick re-applied for her interview. a framing hand shapes homelander, who’s out with his cape a CRIMSON SWOOSH interspersed with the uniforms grinning & clapping shoulders. “ we caught the bad guy, didn’t we? a real happy ending for everyone. ” // STARTER CALL.
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“ when exactly did we collectively land on using the term frenemy? ” sam frames the question to @51163 with the hook of her fingertips marking the quotations in the air to match the downturn of her frown. “ ------ i feel like we could have gone with fremesis, or like ... rivpal or something that captures the competitive nature of the word. ” // sc.
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meme reply ( accepting ) // “ do i smell bacon? ” for @51163
rory’s head whips to the side when jay’s groggy baritone comes from the bed nestled at the furthest end of her living slash bed room. she glimpses one striking blue eye peering over the corner of the pillow and grins, ❝ amazing work, detective. ❞ she teases as she turns her attention to the breakfast spread she’s been working on. game nights at molly’s tended to drag on , nothing a little wayward fun couldn’t fix though. ❝ i’ve got bacon and pancakes, and coffee’s brewing. i turned off your alarm. you said you didn’t have work today. ❞ rory explains as she finally plates the bacon and moves around the counter, unabashed at the obscene coverage of jay’s shirt as short legs patter across carpeted floors towards the bed. rory tucks one leg under her as she picks up one of the freshly crisped bacons, takes a generous and noisy bite out of it before offering the rest for jay, the plate set on the bed between them, ❝ come on, get your protein. ❞
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