𝙷𝚄𝙶𝙷𝙸𝙴.

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The Boys - S03E01, Frame 2522 of 2540

┈┈ 𝘏𝘌𝘓𝘓𝘖 ? ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖱𝖳𝖤𝖱 𝖢𝖠𝖫𝖫* ﹗ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀﹙  * 𝗆𝗎𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒.  ﹚

» of interpretation which could likely garner the wrong impression, and he couldn’t risk that. The simplicity of opening up a conversation was one step closer to getting that one-on-one discussion he needed with her. Anticipation danced at his fingertip as be pressed send.

» backspaced an entire paragraph’s worth of word vomit and swapped it for a cool: “Hey!” Lacklustre, and quite possibly cringe, he knew that much. The thing with texts were the flat and open surface of a screen with scrambled words and a message that was at the complete mercy »

{starter for @cordacaecus} Hughie, a well-meaning and kind —albeit chronic sufferer of foot-in-mouth syndrome, stood dumbfounded with his brow furrowed, his concentration focused deeply on what he could possibly say to Annie that might get him back within her good graces. He »

{ NEW! Halloween layout. }

@cortesecorsaro / aw happy birthday! 🥳 🎈

/ hello! I would love some interactions here! I’ll make a proper starter call tomorrow, but like I’m open to plotting or whatever. I’m returning back to rp after a LONG break, so just bear in mind I’m a little rusty. >.<

» have to just suck it up and keep pressing on, like always. With a huff, he circled back to his desk and packed up his things to leave for the night. {END}

» and helpless. A certain strand of hopelessness that he had grown accustomed to since getting mixed up with the boys and Annie, and yet he wouldn’t trade any of his people for that lost sense of security his old life had given him… Despite the ragged state he was in, he’d »

{SOLO} Hughie sat alone in the vast and empty office space of the boys, distracted and chewing on his thumb nail, slowly from corner to corner just to be thorough. Leaving the nail jagged but short, and his irritated fingertip, a deep flush of color to contrast to the otherwise »

“——ah!”