#ITS HEERREEE

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A Lamb to the Slaughter: Synopsis

The sound of a horn honking ripped Sami from his thoughts, jumping so hard his hood nearly fell from his head and he turned his attention toward the road, pulling an earbud from his ear. A four-door silver Toyota Corolla was pulled up next to him, the hazards were flicked on to alert other drivers to go around, and the man inside had rolled down the passenger side window. Sami immediately felt on edge. He may be walking on the side of the freeway, which was pretty dumb in its own respect, but he knew better than to hitchhike. “Hey, you alright, kid?” He was tilting his head, ducking a bit to try and get a clear look at Sami who was only shying away from the man. He kept his hood up and only glanced at the guy, catching the sight of his full, neatly trimmed beard, short brunette hair, combed to one side, creases around his eyes that gave Sami the impression this guy was old enough to be his dad; if he had a dad, Sami thought sardonically. “M’fine,” Sami mumbled, looking to and from the guy, trying to communicate he had no intentions of getting in the man’s car with him. He really wished he hadn’t forgotten his wallet at home, then he could’ve at least taken a bus. Tonight was not his night. “You need a ride home?” The man persisted. “No,” Sami answered curtly, moving to place his earbud back in his ear and keeping as far away from the man’s car as he could. “You can’t be out here on the side of the freeway, kid.”

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[melanodis]

Sat on these for almost 2 years now, figured I might as well jump the gun and post em finally. The whole problem came because I wanted to do two variations; one without the headpiece and one with to remain spoiler friendly. But Ticker's headpiece was not cooperating with me and I just became incredibly disillusioned with trying to work it out.

Happy Stardays :]

[sscrubberhose]

I know its shit but heerreee

[irl-morros-account]

[sighs dramatically and opens Jays number]

how many grudges is the limit for whats considered healthy

You're coming to me for this?

Well, it depends. Major, life-long-holding grudges? I think three is the max, three or more and that right there is an emotionally unhealthy person.

Minor grudges you'd think wouldn't matter, but people who hold minor grudges at all have issues because you can hold minor grudges against anything. And they probably do. So ultimately they probably have a lot more grudges that affect their daily lives than the people who hold massive ones, especially since these people can magnify the severity of it. They'll just focus on the emotions being caused by the grudge, not just the stupid cause.

However. If you combine these two people together, you get a fucking hot mess.

Hypothetically

[honeyxmonkey]

ITS HEERREEE

And it's beautiful!

[kitty-pins-supremacy]

hm.. its lonely heerreee... ii wish i had friend..

[vinbep]

WE WON GAYMERS

[idontknow-anymor]

ITS HEERREEE

I know what I'll be doing tonight.

Fate Unchained ⛓️ | Final Chapter | by murderlight

[astrolatrism]

CIGARETTES OUT THE WINDOW. — 𝐣. 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐱𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞

social media au - crack fic - fluff - SERIES

#vol. I = you should’ve just stayed in bed

editors note: I FORGOT TO INCLUDE THE SOCIAL MEDIA PART SO THATS WHY ITS DIFFERENT IM SORRY 😭💀

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𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐊𝐄𝐘𝐒 onto the side table next to the door as you drag yourself to the couch and plop down, getting comfy. As you snuggle against the comforting couch, you pull out your phone to look through instagram and check on what your friends have been doing.

With your name, you could go anywhere right now. With anyone you wanted. You could get into any club. Hell, you could even buy the club. But you found the comfort of your own apartment in L.A. more comforting than that knowledge.

bzzz. bzzz. bzzz. oh crap. who’s calling now?

you pick up the phone as you begrudgingly get up from you comfy spot to go to the kitchen.

“dude! where are youuu?!!”

it was your cousin, flint, you could practically hear the alcohol in his voice.

“huh?”

“where. are. youuuuuuuu??”

“home, why? i just got here.” you say as you lean against the counter, continuing to scroll through social media.

“no no no, you’re supposed to be here!! remember your lil’ party????!!!”

you immediately go to his instagram profile and see he’s already posted some drunk selfies at the bar.

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notflint_ pathetic but aesthetic 🥴🫶🏼

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That’s right. One of your movies did surprisingly well in the box office and your cousin thought that it called for a celebration. He told you earlier this week that he already had the bar rented out but some assholes rented it too, meaning you have to share it with some strangers. But it’s whatever, in his words.

“rightt. sorry. uhm..”

“no you can’t skip on this.”

“okay fine. i’ll be there in like 30-ish minutes?”

“as long as you’re heerreee!!”

And with that you hung up and re-considered your life decisions as it took you 15 minutes to get up. You grabbed your keys again with a sigh and closed your door.

When you got to the bar you really contemplated leaving as you couldn’t take your hands off the wheel and eyes off the neon signs decorating the windows of the bar. You could always say there was an emergency.. You reached for your phone to message your cousin,

“Hey!”

“OH MY GOD”

Your cousin threw his head back in laughter as you had to restrain yourself from hitting him.

“You scared the shit out of me! What are you doing?”

“Waiting for you!! Cmon, there’s people waiting for you!”

He opened the door to your car and dragged you out. the whole walk across the parking lot was just you trying to get him to release you but you knew your inevitable doom of having to say hi to multiple people and actually socialize.

“Everyone! hereeeessss (name)!”

You wave an awkward hi to the crowd in front of you with a sheepish smile. Almost instantly, everyone cheered. And then again almost instantly everyone went back to what they were doing. Except for a few people who came up to congratulate you.

Your cousin let you go from under his arm to go do his own thing. You didn’t know where to go from there so you just went to the nearest seat and

Someone tapped your shoulder. “Hey!” Oh no..

You turn around just to find out it was your other cousin, Angela. “Oh hey Angela. Nice to see you again.” you greet her with a smile. “Hey (name)!” she responds with the same smile. “So i see Flint has already traded you in for some drinks?” she asks with a smirk. You didn’t even have to respond to get her an answer. A quick shake of the head and a chuckle did it. She was called over by some other friends that were invited and that left you alone once again.

You go back to your phone, opening up instagram and refreshing your page. And on great timing, you saw Angela’s new post.

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ayo.its.angela unforgettable nights <3

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You look up to see Flint coming up to you. “(nameeeee) come meet my new friends!!” he managed to slur out as he tugged on your arm. You looked around to try and find Angela for help, but Flint was already pulling you out of your chair.

Flint dragged you all the way across the bar and around some corners all against your will until you finally managed to wriggle yourself out of his grip.

“Dude i don’t even know these people!”

“Oh no, Actually, you kinda do.!” he said between giggles.

“What?”

“Remember those dicks who rented out the other half of the bar??”

“yeah..?”

“Turns out they’re not such dicks after all!”

This time he motioned for you to follow him and you willingly followed. He brought you to one of the farther corners, where the pool table was. His presence caught the attention of one of the guys there. He turned around with a smile that meant nothing other than trouble on his face.

“Hey dude! Thought we lost you!” he had a surprisingly rasp voice.

Flint turned to you, “(name), let me introduce you to my good friend,”

He put a hand on the guys shoulder, “Steve-O!”

[sm-baby]

DUDE ISTFG IF YOU PULLED ME BACK INTO CREEPYPASTA IM GONNA CRY (/LH) I DON'T HAVE TIME TO DIG UP MY FIFTH GRADE NOTEBOOKS TO FIND MY OCS I HAVE FINALS IN A WEEK YOU CANT DO THIS TO MEEEEE

GET IN HEERREEE

NURTURE YOUR INNER CHILD WITH ME

wehehe you can wait until finals its no rush buddy uwu

[scenecipriano]

The Killer Affair (P)

Prologue: Return of The Prince

Description: (I’ll add it later being lazy XD) 

Ships: Roceit, One sided Demus, Analogicality 

TW: Morally Grey Roman (He’s a serial killer but like I don’t see him as unsympathetic), mobs, gangs, guns, murder. 

Chapter TW: Blood, nightmares, mouth slitting. 

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The musky smell of the warehouse smacks him in the face when he forces the door open, the large building was relatively empty save for various chains and hooks that dangle freely from the ceiling above. 

Janus looks around, his brows furrowed. 

“Where are you, Prince? I’m getting sick of these games!” 

Janus tenses and pulls his gun from the holster at his side, he turns around only to be met with a knife pressed against his throat. 

Standing in front of him was the one man who could ever keep him on his toes, The Killer Prince flashes a dazzling smile, his pale green eyes shining behind a black cloth that was turned into a makeshift mask. 

“So, you did come. Here I was beginning to think you were getting tired of our little game, Detective Rubiano,” he purrs as he pries Janus’s gun from his hand, carelessly tossing it across the room. 

Janus’s eyes narrow hatefully. 

“This is the end, Prince, no more of this pathetic back and forth, it’s over.” 

The Prince tilts his head, he chuckles softly while trailing the blade of his knife across Janus’s jaw, causing the Detective to grow even tenser as the moment goes on. 

“The end? Oh no no…” The Prince grabs a fist full of Janus’s hair forcing the man’s head back as he shoves the knives blade into his mouth, “This, is only the beginning, doll.” 

Pain erupts as the blade is forced through Janus’s face, slitting open the edge of his mouth and into his cheek. 

Screams fall from Janus’s mouth as The Prince carelessly tosses him aside, the wound on his face heavily bleeding looking like a sick half-smile. 

“There we go! You’re so much better with a smile, oh before I go… Feel free to call me by my name, doll.” 

Janus pants heavily, tears streaming down his face as he flinches away from the mad man that disfigured him. The Prince’s breath tickles against his right ears as he whispers. 

“The name is Roman Martinez... and I can’t wait to hear you say it as you beg me to spare your life.” 

Janus slumps forward struggling to keep his sobbing to a minimum, the sound of Roman’s footsteps walking away echoing around him. 

“Until next time, darlin.” 

Janus awakes with a start, sweat drenches his body as he prods at the scar on his left cheek. Shakily he pulls his hand away and breathes a sigh of relief. 

‘Only a nightmare…’ 

Janus drags his hand down his face and groans, he glances over at his clock and sighs tiredly. It was only three in the morning, he’s only been asleep for a mere two hours. His sleep schedule was always a mess when it came to fucking Halloween, the anniversary of when that psychopathic Prince permanently scarred him, leaving him in that warehouse to bleed out. 

A frown forms on his face as he ruffles his dark hair, “Should see someone about this… but do I really want to give Remus a chance to say I told you so?” 

Janus jumps when the black rotary phone to his left began to ring, he allows himself to breathe before reaching over and plucking the receiver from its stand. 

“This better be good or so help me I’ll have your head, Remus.” 

The line is silent for a moment before a familiar deep chuckle fills his ear, Janus tenses up and feels his eyes widen in shock. 

“My my… That’s a name I hadn’t heard in years, but if that’s who you want Detective Rubiano then I’m not against a little role-playing,” a deep voice purrs. 

“Well… I guess you didn’t die like everyone says you did, how did you get this number, Prince?” 

The psychopath laughs again. 

“I have my ways, sugar, but you wound me, Janus! Are you too good to use my name?” 

Janus grits his teeth, his whole body going rigid, “Just answer the fucking question, Roman!” 

He could practically hear the smirk in Roman’s voice. 

“That’s for me to know and for you to never find out… Besides this is just a courteous call, a warning if you will.” 

The color drains from Janus’s face, all thoughts of sleep goes away from his mind when Roman utters his next words. 

“I believe it’s time for Illinois’s Prince to return to the spotlight… I can’t wait for our next song and dance, darlin.” 

The line goes dead, Janus stares down at the receiver in his hand. 

‘What the fuck are you planning?’ 

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A/N: It’s heerreee~

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                               MERLIN (LILY) MY ROOM DIALOGUE 

Summoning:: Yahoo Master !! Servant, class Caster - but please call me Merlin! Eh, what’s with that look on your face? Fufu, ah I see we must have met in another time ~ Level Up: Ahhh, growing every day huh~? 1st Ascension: U~wah great work, Master!! Let’s hope you can keep that hard work up~ 2nd Ascension: Mmm, things may be moving slowly in the right direction, but I have a great vision I’m sure you’ll love to hear 3rd Ascension: Fufufu, so this is the true me, I hope you can manage to keep me under control, Master ~ I’ll take good care of you just as you have for me 4th Ascension: Congratulations, we’ve both come quite a long way! I didn’t think we’d get this far but I never once doubted you. Here’s to a bright future for the two of us ~ Merlin (Lily) fight’s with his older self’s staff, but no Excalibur since it has yet to be forged, the same goes for Caliburn since it’s still within the stone of selection. He uses magic to fight, despite not being quite good at it, things like flinging cards at an enemy, or summoning doves, simple amateur stuff like that - and then his extra attack is the same as his older self’s. Also you can bet his sprite animation is simalar to Cleo’s with how he floats and leans on his staff Battle Start 1: Alright, let’s give it our all! Battle Start 2: Slow and steady now.... Skill 1: Won’t you like to see something magical? Skill 2:  Gestathole. Thurhhaele! (Literal translation = Help/support hole/perforation/aperture. Heal thoroughly.) Attack Selected 1: Sure, sure Attack Selected 2: Fufu ~ Attack Selected 3:  [Soft humming, akin to David’s, but also like Merlyn’s] Nobel Phantasm Selected: Let’s peak at what’s to come~ Attack 1: Here I go ! Attack 2: Over heerreee~ Attack 3: Ta-da !! Extra Attack: A little magic never hurt ~ Damage from NP: How terribly strong ! Regular damage: Ngh- Defeated 1: I never foresaw this.... Defeated 2: Retreat, I’ll watch from the sidelines .... Battle Finish 1: Ah, now that’s out of the way why don’t we move on~? Battle Finish 2: Haha, good work everyone! Bond lvl 1: Fufu, I’ve been having many visions lately, Master ~ I’d love to sit down and share some with you Bond lvl 2: I’ve always noticed flowers trailing behind me as I walk, perhaps I deserve a title because of thi Bond lvl 3: I can assure you I may not be human, but don’t worry whether I’m good or bad is up to you~ Bond lvl 4: Say Master, have you ever thought perhaps there’s different timelines where if one different thing happens everything just butterflies on its own~? Bond lvl 5: I’ve foreseen visions about the future of Britain, I wonder if they’re all true. Dialogue 1:  Master I’ve been practicing more and more every day, here let me show you what I’ve learned !! Dialogue 2: The human spirit is nourishment is enough for me ~ Fufu, after all I’m not human master Dialogue 3: We’re growing together Master, but I’ll make sure to watch over you well ~ Dialogue 4: Why don’t we just sit back and have some fun today~? Dialogue 5: (If you have Artoria Pendragon, Artoria Lily, Artoria Lancer, Artoria Archer or Arthur) King Arthur...? The name sounds awfully familiar, yes. Dialogue 6: (If you have Merlyn Lily) We’re two sides of the same magic, though our fates are woven in different ways~ Dialogue 7: (If you have any of the Knights of the Round) U~wah real knights!! Hmmm hmm, they all look like they’re such fun ~ Something you Like: Haha, playing pranks every now and then is never bad! I also love fair maidens~ They are also fun to play with. Something you Hate: Something I hate? Mmm, why don’t you guess Master?? Thoughts about Holy Grail:  So long as humans dream, so long as their wishes continue to grow, the Holy Grail will come into existence. Atleast, that’s what I believe. During Event: Oh master let’s go see whats going on!! Come, come this could be an event with cute girls~

[avionvadion]

ITS FINALLY HEERREEE YOOOO I HAVE BEEN WAITTIIIIIIIIINNGGGGGGG

Look at him! Look at him!!! LOOK AT HIIIIIMMMMM!!!!!!!

Ahhdhdisbfjsnhdhdhd I was so scared we weren’t gonna get a Malleus b-day card holy frick thank you Yana Tobosa you absolute goddess he is beautiful (chef’s kiss) my man Malleus looks so GOOOOD!!!!! HE LOOKS SO INQUISITIVE LIKE

“Oh? You’re celebrating my birthday???”

YES SIR I WILL CELEBRATE YOUR BIRTHDAY