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WE'VE DROPPED DOWN TO NUMBER 10 WE GOTTA GET SLEEDGING GANG
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Edge of sleep has fallen to number 9 on Amazons list.
LET'S GET THOSE NUMBERS UP BOYS
#markiplier#edge of sleep#edge of sleep show#mark fischbach#fuck amazon#iron lung#iron lung movie#Iron lung markiplier#teos#the edge of sleep
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Seamus Finnegan would somehow burn soup
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I say I'm gonna write
And then I don't
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The Pirates of the Caribbean Calypso is by far my favorite representation of Calypso. Tia Dalma was my bi awakening.
I mean look at her
perfection
#tia dalma#calypso#pirates of the carribean: dead man chest#naomi harris#bisexual#gay awakening#bisexual pride#lgbt pride#pirates of carrabean
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Good for them
“The spike in aggression towards boats is a recent phenomenon, López Fernandez said. Researchers think that a traumatic event may have triggered a change in the behavior of one orca, which the rest of the population has learned to imitate.”
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Moved On
How am I supposed to forget you when I see you every summer night floating around in the lamp light.When once the sun sets and I'm on the back porch with a notebook and pencil in my hand you fill the glow of the light bulbs.When every time I look down at my right arm I remember the kisses you left there. And those winter nights we hid in your dad's basement sneaking kiss and laughing at the fact he had no idea. And when I still sleep under the blankets you made me.Do you still sleep with the pillow I made for you? Do you still think of me when you look at the moon? Do you still talk to her about me? Or have you already moved on?
#drabble#angst tag#moon#original content#original story#my story#writing#writeblr#short story#my writing <3#snippet
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long and happy was their reign
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Reasons why I frequently make my friends and family baked goods/confections:
So they'll never feel desperate enough to betray me for turkish delight
Love I guess
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There isn't enough Seamus Finnigan love out there
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The Murders of Starlight Lake
Detective Jacob King fiddled with his GPS as he drove to Starlight Lake, it was a rather small lake with streams running into and out of it. The stream that ran to it came from the White mountains of New Hampshire and the one leading from the lake flowed far out of town. It was a pretty isolated place in a pretty small town filled with old superstitious people. The kind that practice Hoodoo and Voodoo and whatever else there is.
When the GPS finally started working again he was only a few minutes away from his destination.
He pulled off to the side of the dirt road and got out of his gray Ford and took in the scene in front of him. The EMT van was already there as well as his other colleges. He sighed and walked over to where they were standing. There was a body of a young man, about twenty half in the water. Detective King walked over to him and crouched down to get a better look. He noticed faint hand prints and scratches around the man's neck. He called the EMT over to come take a closer look.
“You’re right,” the EMT said. “It looks like he was strangled. I can’t say exactly if that's how he died, but it’s definitely something.”
After investigating the crime scene and trying to find anything that might help them in their investigation Detective King and his partner Detective Smith came up empty handed. Jacob finished tying up some loose ends and decided to visit the EMTs to see if Dr. Victoria had found anything helpful.
“What ya got for me Vic?”
“Nothing too much.” She said, “Strangulation wasn’t the cause of death, he drowned. There were some interesting marks on his body, some of them looked like bite marks but I’ve never seen an animal with teeth shaped like that.”
“Could it be human?” Jacob questioned. “Maybe he took someone down there to have a bit of fun and things went sideways.”
“I don’t think so, unless this person has modified dentures or they filed their teeth into points. But even then it would be near impossible to get them as sharp and strong as they would need to be to make these types of marks.
But I did find some fish scales.”
“Okay” Jacob said, rubbing his eyes. “Are those going to be any help?”
“Probably not. They're contaminated or something. I did some tests on them to find out what fish they came from, and the tests came back saying that they are half human.”
“That's impossible.”
“I know. Unless we have a killer mermaid on the loose.”
Jacob sighed as he walked across the parking lot to his car. He couldn’t wrap his head around this case. The victim was a healthy young man and when he talked to his parents they told him that he was always a star student. That he never got in trouble and even his girlfriend’s parents loved him. He was a good young man with a lot of potential.
Jacob got to his car and shook those thoughts out of his head before starting the drive home. The street lights reflected off the damp pavement, if it was any other time Jacob would think that it looked romantic. But after today he could only think of how easy it could be for someone to drown.
Even after getting home and taking a shower his thoughts still returned to the young man in the morgue that would never get married to his high school sweetheart, never get that job that he wanted and never be able to have a life.
Jacob couldn’t sleep that night. He got up at 2am and got dressed deciding that if he couldn't sleep he might as well get some work done. He got all his stuff together and got into his car and started the drive back to the station. When he got back to his desk he flipped open the case file and read it over again and again. He still couldn’t make sense of it. They should have found something by now, but there were no fibers, no DNA, no sign of struggle at the crime scene.
It just didn’t make sense.
He sighed and looked at the clock. It would still be a few more hours before anyone else came in. That gave him plenty of time to go back to Starlight Lake and look over the crime scene again.
Before he knew it he was in his car heading back to the lake.
Maybe we missed something. He thought that wouldn’t be impossible. Things like that have happened before.
He pulled off to the side of the road and reached over to the glove compartment to grab the flash light that he kept in there. He flicked it on and got out of the car shining his light around. If you didn’t know what happened here it would look like a lovely place to relax and escape to. But now it looked sinister.
The water lapping at the shore that normally would have been a welcome sound now echoed through the night like a cry for help. But for some reason Jacob was drawn to it. Almost like it was calling him over. He shook his head, he knew he shouldn’t be thinking like that.
He started searching around where the crew had taped off. He was on his knees looking through the grass, trying to find something, anything, the crew might have missed. After twenty minutes he still hadn't found anything. He stood up and walked over to the shore of the lake. He stood on the pebbles that had small waves washing over them. He looked out at the water watching the breeze move the surface of the lake. Movement from in the water caught his eye, he shined his light onto the spot and focused on trying to see anything move.
He heard a splash like a beaver's tail hitting the water a few feet to the left from where he saw something in the water. He moved his light to that spot, heart racing, breath shortening. He felt scared and excited at the same time. As he swapped the beam of light over the water he caught something shining just a few feet away from him.
He crouched down gazing into the dark water, curiosity taking over. The head of a beautiful young girl broke the surface. Jacob froze in place, he looked into her eyes and felt like he couldn’t move. She came closer to him, her eyes seeming to hold an entire world in them. She reached up to him and touched his face with her cold scaled hand.
She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He didn’t even care when she stretched her mouth open showing her impossibly sharp teeth or when her hand grabbed around his neck, her claws digging into his skin.
He felt his limbs give out as she pulled him closer. He grabbed onto her arms as she dragged him into the lake. The only thing on his mind was her.
a/n: All criticisms welcome. This it something I wrote a couple of years ago. I posted it on my wattpad but decided to post it here to. I'm still learning and want to improve my writing skills, any advice is appreciated.
Thank you and I hope you enjoyed reading this.
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Fuck you Netflix, bring Eddie back
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