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Mais de 40% galera!! 🙌 A partir de agora toda quarta vai ter novidades na campanha, vamos lá acompanhar!
Prontos para um desafio emocional -digo, emocionante??🦆
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@empathos
↪ that was supposed to be a secret . - spencer to penelope
this would be the face of a scolded child. her eyes squeeze closed as she hears familiar voice ring through her designated space, fingertips squeezing around the pen in her hand. it only takes a couple of moments for her chair to swivel & face him with an apologetic look. “ please don’t be mad, sugar. ” she asks him quietly, hoping he’d keep her good intentions in mind. his nightmares worry her. & she definitely didn’t make a careless decision telling gideon about it. “ i only told him it might be good for you to talk through some things with him, i swear i didn’t go into detail. ” but gideon just knows. he’s good at his job for a reason & she’s almost certain he knew before she said anything at all. small sigh pushes past her lips as she gets up & searches his face for a reaction. “ i wasn’t passing you to him either, if that’s what you’re thinking, it’s just that- you guys are all out there, up close to the horrors. you’re not alone. ” a beat, small smile trying to uplift the mood. “ & a certain babble mouth is still always here for you for what it’s worth. ”
@empathos asked : “ isn’t it past your bed time? “ - wayne
for a moment he’s shocked by the question. as if he has ever gone to bed at a reasonable time. he knows to not play his guitar after a certain hour ( he only listens because he has some respect for him ), but to actually go to bed? absurd. he laughs, giving a nod, ❛ yeah right. good one. ❜ he gently hits his uncle’s arm, ❛ you’re the one getting old, don’t you need your beauty rest? ❜
stranger things.
@empathos / brooke maddox sent 11 to host a halloween party with my muse
– “WHAT DO YOU THINK?” PAIGE HOLDS UP THE PUNCH BOWL. “ does it look like blood to you or is it too pink ? ” she squints a little bit as she holds it up to the light before she sets it back down. she’s in full britney spears attire, circa oops ! i did it again with her hair pulled back tightly. she lifts the ladle and holds it out to brooke – “ here. try it at least. ” it’s probably so pink because yeah, it’s mostly vodka.
“Ooooh, free Sangria!” manny to jay / @empathos
“sangria?” jay scoffs a laugh, brow furrowing. “dimples, you drink like my grandma.” it takes just a brief second before he’s shrugging his mouth and grabbing a cup. “luckily free is my favorite flavor. here.” drink is pressed into her hand before he goes for his own serving. “jesus, we gotta see what else they’re givin’ away here. gotta love generous idiots.”
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@empathos said : ❝ i’m cute about everything. ❞ ( jesse )
more than anything, rachel wants to protest. she wants to be mad, furious, at the way he’s reappeared in her life after being missing for so long. ( high school is high school, and rachel knows that first hand. she’s spent the better part of her first year in new york attempting to get over the horrible things she was put through by her peers, and now that she’s a happy, confident adult, seeing a ghost from the past feels like a setback. like she’s back to that little girl, animal sweaters and knee highs and so, so much desperation to be liked. to be loved. )
jesse st. james did love her, once. until he broke her heart. and though she’s forgiven him for the way things ended, there’s still something bubbling under the surface of her skin as she holds his eye contact, lips curled into a grimace. regret, maybe. anger. disappointment that she let something -- someone -- like him slip away, be it as a friend or... well.
her fists unclench, and rachel’s shoulders roll as she begins to stride towards him across the small dance studio. ❛ i see the years haven’t changed you much, ❜ she teases, a smirk threatening to tug at the corner of her mouth. arms fold across her chest, and freshly manicured nails dig into the flesh of her forearm, brow cocked in his direction.
❛ and even if your words hold a modicum of truth to them, ❜ she relents, stepping into his space with an air of bravery that sixteen year old rachel berry could never imagine, ❛ there’s nothing cute about mistakes. you’re focusing too hard on counting instead of letting your body actually do what it wants to do. ❜ lips pressed together, rachel challenges him, eyes wide as her head tilts up to meet his gaze.
❛ my broadway debut won’t be sullied by someone who can’t keep an eight count -- surely, you understand, right? ❜
( brooklyn nine nine prompts | accepting! )
@empathos asked ❝ mistletoe + on purpose. ❞ from emmett to rosalie. / send mistletoe for our muses to be under one.
𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙮. it’s christmas time, it’s the happiest time in the world. even you being a bitch most of time doesn’t change that. you’re actually as light and airy as the rest of the world. emmett helps after all. he’s the one making you giggle, making you comfortable, making sure that you’re happy. after all, he loves you and christmas, and you love him. you love him, and you want to make him happy. so, you swallow most of your insults, most of your snarky comments and focus on being happy. he lets you be happy, he makes you happy, has always made you happy. he’s been carrying that mistletoe since esme put up the decorations. he smiles and kisses people on the cheek, and he kisses you like the world is about to end. you accept it every time, you giggle and smile, and pull him closer and drag him into rooms. today is no different, today he doesn’t carry it around completely, until tonight during dinner. he has hanged it in the doorway where he has corned you. you wrap your arms around him without thinking, kissing him as hard as you can. without a second thought. you stay there for the longest time, after all you don’t need oxygen.
@empathos
↪ “ i have … so many questions. ” - ray
“ what is that ----- is that tiktok ?! “ oh , no --- it’s her one thought in the face of utter embarassment . not for her as much as the weird part of the internet her dad might have managed to venture in . the thought of having to explain any tiktok trends at all to her dad mortifies her . & really , it’s a good thing the short videos she & flynn have been posting are not cringe worthy enough for her to worry her family might see them . the internet has a long memory & it’s moments like this very one that makes her feel grateful she has half a mind not to make a complete fool of herself online . “ dad , no , put that away . put it away forever . “
