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*Dusts off microphone* HELLO. I am going to be writing Jon again but I am moving him >>> HERE. Feel free to follow me there otherwise I wish you the best of luck.

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*Dusts off microphone* HELLO. I am going to be writing Jon again but I am moving him >>> HERE. Feel free to follow me there otherwise I wish you the best of luck.

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*Dusts off microphone* HELLO. I am going to be writing Jon again but I am moving him >>> HERE. Feel free to follow me there otherwise I wish you the best of luck.

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*Dusts off microphone* HELLO. I am going to be writing Jon again but I am moving him >>> HERE. Feel free to follow me there otherwise I wish you the best of luck.

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*Dusts off microphone* HELLO. I am going to be writing Jon again but I am moving him >>> HERE. Feel free to follow me there otherwise I wish you the best of luck.

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Daddy Longlegs Crane

Hello other me.

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Edward: Christmas

Jonathan, and intellectual: The Frozen Halloween

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“Vous avez des yeux comme l'océan. Beau bleu,” Ivy whispered, the French words more closely resembling a sigh. You have eyes like the ocean. Beautiful blue.

The hybrid stretched languidly on the couch he laid upon. Not his own, but Jonathan’s. In the man’s house. Vulnerable in one way, but still retaining some sense of control in another.

Emerald orbs glanced up to meet those famous eyes, the ones love poems and serial killer profiles were surely written about.

“Ils devraient être conservés. Est-ce que cela vous dérange si je les prends?“

They should be preserved. Do you mind if I take them?

Jonathan made no attempt to move or reply at first. He merely sat across from Patrick in a large armchair with a leg precariously crossed over his knee. If someone didn’t know any better one could assume he was in session with Isely. 

There was almost a fondness in the way Jonathan looked upon the man sprawled on his couch. At least it wasn’t the same critical gaze which he set on most people in Patrick’s position. It wasn’t the look of a scientist studying his lab rat. Not at the moment at least. 

“They say French is the language of love but I must say I find being threatened all the more sincere.” He purred, getting to his feet to slink on over to seat himself at the edge of the couch by the other man’s feet. “In my studies I find even beautiful things once preserved lose their shine. Are you sure you wish to take mine?” He perked a brow, leaning lazily back against the arm of the sofa.

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riddled-mind:

He suddenly felt heavy, tired, and so it was fortuitous that Jonathan supported him when he did. He might have toppled over, otherwise. “B-breathe…” he mumbled, forehead sagging against Jon’s shoulder. “…not here…” There was more mumbling, but it was incoherent, the drug taking effect, numbing him. 

He could barely hear the footsteps now, and slowly, he lifted his head, eyes meeting Crane’s. “He wasssss….” it took him a minute to focus enough to not slur his words. “He broke … my arm … three places…. didn’t … take me to a doctor … had  to … reset it … myself…..” A gulp for air, his fingers clinging to Jon’s arm. “… I wassssss….. ten.”

Intense anger welled up in Crane’s chest. He didn’t know if Edward father was still alive or not but the man had better be for his own sake because Jon wanted little more in that instance than to make him suffer far worse than Edward had to as a poor child. Jonathan’s arms around Ed tightened out of anger but it would just seem like he was pulling him closer. “Shuuush. He’s not here. Just me. Come on.”

Jonathan carefully ushered Edward towards the stairs. “Let’s get you out of the basement before you gas yourself again,” he muttered, pinching at the bridge of his nose before pushing his glasses back up where they’d been jostled in the struggle. “Edward---Is your father alive?”

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Did anyone ever tell you that you have a hostility syndrome?

616 daredevil sentence starters meme:

If by hostility syndrome you mean an intermittent explosive disorder than I could maybe see where you are coming from but no I have not been told that. My anger is seldom disproportionate to the situation.

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616 Daredevil sentence starters

I’m trying to be civil about this. Trying to remain calm. But I’m giving you ‘til the count of five to stand back and stop all this ninja nonsense.

Well it’s good news Tuesday for you – The autopsy on the girl came back and you are officially not a suspect.

Maybe that’s my problem. I’ve always been running after something…

I’ve got enough grief for the moment!

_____, I’m not crazy…

Fortunately for me, I’m not a cop. so, I can break your face into a jigsaw puzzle if I want to…

Just doing my Superhero duty!

You’re right. Old habits do die hard.

If I find you lied to me — I’ll be back.

Did anyone ever tell you that you have a hostility syndrome?

____… I’m so sorry. I’ll do everything I can for you. I never meant–

Geez, how many more of my enemies have kids? I feel old.

I will fight. Forever. For everyone, whether they know it or not. Whether they are watching or not. I will always fight.

Look, I’ve lost more loved ones than I can count. I’ve been there. I’ve seen this. You can’t live in fear.

He/she is nothing like me. He’s/She’s damaged.

______, right? You’re one of the ‘good guys’?

You were always an inspiration to us… It can’t end like this!

Human sacrifice went out when human intelligence came in!

How could I have been so blind!?

Traditionally roulette takes one bullet, one gun, and two idiots. That’s us.

Help me … It was a bad night… 

Stand back, it’s not over yet. 

You taught me. Taught me that the only way to win… is without compromise. 

_____, you are without a doubt the craziest female/male I’ve ever tangled with.

Suddenly, I miss ninjas.

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Jessica Jones Sentence Starters

I need to update my resume. Would you put day drinking under “Experience” or “Special Skills”?

Maybe it’s enough that the world thinks I’m a hero.

I don’t flirt. I just say what I want.

You know why I live alone? People distract me.

You think you’re the only ones who’ve lost people? 

You think you’re the only ones with pain? 

It’s people like you that give people like you a bad name

A big part of the job is looking for the worst in people. Turns out I excel at that.

In my line of work, you gotta know when to walk away.

You think you can take your sh*t and dump it on me? You don’t get to do that! So you take your God damned pain and you live with it, assholes!

This is a safe house? It looks like a ’70s furniture outlet.

I’m just trying to make a living. You know, booze costs money. Usually.

Your business is my business when I have to listen to it.

First step in heroism, don’t be a prick.

My greatest weakness? Occasionally, I give a damn. 

There is a power inside me, and it just takes over.

You don’t get credit for doing the right thing for the wrong reasons.

She’s/He’s either an idiot in love, or she’s/he’s being conned. Which amount to pretty much the same thing.

Do I look like I’m hiding? 

Doing something good… It helps with the self-loathing, trust me.

I don’t get asked on a lot of second dates.

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Scarecrow: I had no reason to buy a book today, so obviously I bought five

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Jonathan: my sexual orientation: disgusted

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edward: watermelon

jonathan, an intellectual: summer pumpkin