Megan, before you decide to send me home or not, I just want you to know, Carmelo said your face looks like a clock.
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Hello! Thank you to everyone who's faithfully tagged me Wednesday after Wednesday.
I'm writing the fourth-year chapter for the picture-book project that goes through all eight years at Watford.
The fourth-year setting had me scratching my head thinking about how Simon and Agatha ended up dating shortly after. And then inspiration struck in the form of the inimitable @krisrix and @prettylightsbigcity.
Here are eight out-of-order sentences:
“Holiday with Wellbelove?” laughed Dev. “Sounds like a blast.”
“You went on holiday with Simon Snow?” Trixie squealed. “That happened fast.”
“He’s cute as can be,” sighed Phillippa.
“Tell me more,” Dev leered. “Did you make out under the dock?”
“I, um. There was no dock, just a well [ . . . ] I did hold her hand." Because we were scared, Simon didn't say.
Dev waggled his fingers, undeterrable. “Only One Well. Did you get her suit damp?”
“He saved my life,” Agatha said importantly. “I nearly drowned.”
Brody huffed. “Did you even put up a fight, Agatha?”
Thanks to everyone who tagged me. Tagging you back and also high-fiving @ionlydrinkhotwater, @martsonmars, @facewithoutheart, @fatalfangirl, @forabeatofadrum, @cutestkilla, @palimpsessed, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @ivelovedhimthroughworse, @ileadacharmedlife, @moodandmist, @skeedelvee, @foolofabookwyrm-activated, @koh10z, @whogaveyoupermission, @nightimedreamersworld, @hushed-chorus, and @sailor-blossoms (whose deep dives into Simon, Agatha, and compet are constantly on my mind in this fic).
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Just look at my fav cuties, Tifa and Rude enjoying a day at the beach!!! Thank you so much @ zomziekitten on Twitter for this beautiful RudTi commission. I love it to bits <3
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"And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer." —F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
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happy summer to dykes in tank tops and basketball shorts, goths who's makeup is melting, little kids catching frogs and fireflies, guys who just bring their guitar everywhere now, 13 yr olds very obviously in their emo phase during a family vacation, gas station employees, old people sitting on porches, and dogs swimming at the beach
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He’s too rough on the rope. He pulls on the rope. He wrenches on the rope. He thinks it’s his.
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