It still amazes me that people can manage to fuck up three syllables so badly.
My only concern with Ronan would be to make sure that the stuff wouldn't disappear at some point if something happened, and it couldn't be manipulated later. He's just beholden to so many people, you know?
give it a couple decades. you'll become as jaded as me and sam. mangus and sameerna.
ok. so he doesn't do the tree or house part. if we suddenly lose a toilet or it turns into a hedgehog, it'd be unfortunate, but we wouldn't plummet to our deaths. which means tefe and archie for structure work, for sure.
No way, there is literally no way to fuck up Alex. Maybe if I still went by Alexander.
Provided they want to help. I'm not really sure what the going rate is for treehouses built by teenagers, either. I trust Archie not to cheat us, anyway, he's too wholesome.
anyway once he gets there and steps into the tent, she's just adjusting the top of the dress. it absolutely looks like jessica's, cleavage-y and low-backed and with a slit clean up to her hip. she hasn't changed her hair or look, though, so it's just a slightly bustier alex with fluffy green curls in a jess dress.
she turns to magnus, lips quirking up. ] So? What do you think?
[if they were in Toon Town, Magnus' jaw would have literally hit the floor. he doesn't know what he's expecting -- is possibly overconfident in his ability to handle Alex In A Slinky Dress, after dancing and flirting with Morticialex all night -- but even that didn't prepare properly for this dress. grey eyes blow wide, and then have a problem finding a single place to land on Alex that doesn't make him feel like a cartoon wolf going "Awoooo!"]
Uuh -- uh --
[yeah, he's definitely not able to howl; he can't even muster more than a syllable at a time. that slit is so high, and the neckline is so low, and the back is holy Ratatosk's acorn shits the back???]
Wow --
[yeah, he just stopped completely dead when his heart did, and is gawping like a buffoon]
[ she's taking that as a good sign. magnus chase is good for her ego, that's for sure. and though she doesn't let herself be self-conscious about things like this, it still feels good to see her boyfriend looking a little speechless. it's only fair, considering how often she feels the same way around him.
she steps forward, sliding her arms around his waist and leaning in to kiss him. ]
It's like that, huh? [ she slides fingers beneath the hem of his shirt, palms flattening against his bare back. ]
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My only concern with Ronan would be to make sure that the stuff wouldn't disappear at some point if something happened, and it couldn't be manipulated later.
He's just beholden to so many people, you know?
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ok. so he doesn't do the tree or house part. if we suddenly lose a toilet or it turns into a hedgehog, it'd be unfortunate, but we wouldn't plummet to our deaths. which means tefe and archie for structure work, for sure.
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Provided they want to help. I'm not really sure what the going rate is for treehouses built by teenagers, either. I trust Archie not to cheat us, anyway, he's too wholesome.
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none of them would cheat us. we can figure out money later, we have to ask somehow first. this is something you really want though, right?
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Please don't call me weird squirrel petnames, or I'll be forced to give you a weird bunny one.
Don't you?
A place that's just ours, that no one else can take away.
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yeah. it's honestly crazy to think about. like something i'm not supposed to have? but the more we talk about it the more important it feels to do.
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Yeah, I know the feeling.
As great as Valhalla is, even it's supposed to be temporary.
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i don't want anything temporary with you.
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That was the third most romantic thing you've ever said to me.
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what was the second most romantic?
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"Hey, wanna design a pottery studio?"
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that's you being in love with clay, not being in love with me.
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I'm concerned about your cryptid fetish.
That's me being in love with you being in love with me being in love with clay.
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you're so smart. i'm in love with that too.
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Thank my expensive private school education.
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no way, it's all you. as far as i can tell from ronan private school's just a bunch of latin classes and guys with no concept of "packing a lunch."
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I stole the Hel out of a dress.
Well, I did drop out before I could be fully brainwashed, so there's that.
Plus I'm not, you know, white.
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somethign about private school crackers here
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[it doesn't matter. he's already on his way, honestly]
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[ hahahaha.
anyway once he gets there and steps into the tent, she's just adjusting the top of the dress. it absolutely looks like jessica's, cleavage-y and low-backed and with a slit clean up to her hip. she hasn't changed her hair or look, though, so it's just a slightly bustier alex with fluffy green curls in a jess dress.
she turns to magnus, lips quirking up. ] So? What do you think?
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Uuh -- uh --
[yeah, he's definitely not able to howl; he can't even muster more than a syllable at a time. that slit is so high, and the neckline is so low, and the back is holy Ratatosk's acorn shits the back???]
Wow --
[yeah, he just stopped completely dead when his heart did, and is gawping like a buffoon]
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she steps forward, sliding her arms around his waist and leaning in to kiss him. ]
It's like that, huh? [ she slides fingers beneath the hem of his shirt, palms flattening against his bare back. ]
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