whenever clint goes to starbucks (which is rare bc he prefers his own coffeepot, but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do, especially when old faithful breaks), he’s always buying a drink for kate. it doesn’t matter whether she wants coffee that day or not, he’ll come home with two drinks regardless. he’s also always giving her new combinations of coffee he thinks she’ll like --- mostly strong coffee and espressos, but new drinks nonetheless. he likes to pull her out of her comfort zone, and starbucks is a great place to start.

oh, i don’t know if there’s anything in particular that comes to mind? i see a lot of overhype stuff ( star wars, riverdale, marvel, etc. ) but it’s not enough for me to hate it by any means. it’s just kinda something i scroll past most days because it’s not in my particular wheelhouse of interests, ya know? it’s not a big deal. i’m pretty chill with most everything, and i only follow people that i want to be following so it’s not like i don’t know what they’re going to post on the regular lol. if i really hated it and didn’t want to be seeing it, no one is forcing me to.

it was a week into the band’s tour and theo was loving every minute of it, he got to do what he loved, he got to listen to the crowd singing back their music and he got to play his beloved instrument - the drums. it was the eighties, rock music was the popular genre. his band was popular, his band was known internationally and he was incredibly grateful that he had gotten this opportunity to travel the world and do what he loves. right now he was doing a north american tour and then he was heading to the south. tidal’s music? think bon jovi, def leppard, white snake, and sometimes queen. sure they were a rock band, but they did release some good soft ballads, which the public adored. they performed for top of the pops, have managed to get their records to number one a few times. fans threw themselves at them and theo took to attention. he had a wonderful girlfriend in the crowd, or standing at the stage, or watching the concert live on her tv at home. the couple had been together for many, many years. she was his biggest fan and he loved her a lot. theo comes across as this hot headed, stubborn asshole but when he’s with noelle, he’s soft, he’s cheesy and he’s boyishly charming. but somehow, somehow he’s the fans’ favourite. -- “hey, sweetheart.” theo smiled, his bright eyes lighting up when he walks into their shared hotel room. “did i wake you?” @benedictionwrites 

rory: can we sort things out please?

she’s utterly miserable, everything that could have gone wrong had seemed to comply in outstanding fashion — she is left to trundle her way around, barely aware of where she was or where on earth she was headed. there are a few muttered curses uttered under her breath, she longs to be home, with the familiarity and comforts she’d taken advantage of. life had changed, for the worse, these creatures were up and walking and had overwhelmed it all. she remembers at first, the quarantines, the hope that things would go back to normal but in the end, they did not. it only got WORSE. she gathered her loved ones, desperate to find those she cared about, even emmeline despite the fact they no longer lived in the same town. she tried calling, doing her utmost but it had failed, she even attempted to head down towards her but everything had gotten in the way. she had to deal with losing all those around her she cared about to this disease, so she only believed that her best friend must have met that same fate. it made her realise that life was a fleeting dream, one moment it’s there and then the next it is not. she’d been on the road now ever since it had happened, trying her best to survive whilst making sure she didn’t run out of supplies. she’d run into a few groups, but she’d never stay, didn’t trust the people around her and become quite withdrawn. head turns, heartbeat erratic at sudden noise, gaze searching for the source and to see someone else before her has her feeling unease, weapon raised as form of protection and it takes a while for realisation to hit that it was no stranger, instead her best friend who she had wholly believed hadn’t made it. ❛ you — it’s .. it’s you. ❜  it seems words fail her each time a voice attempts to flow from her lips. heart racing, shaky hands as she heads in her direction to pull her into a tight hug. it does not take much for her hardened facade to break. ❛ oh, god, you don’t know how good it is to see you. ❜