#Whcrycu

[3katanas]

@whcrycu asked: "So, how did you become a hostage?" ( from Luffy ) From: Spy Sentences, Vol. 14

"The same way anyone else does." He shot back, irritation flickering through him at the exact reason that he'd been caught in the first place. Honestly, it wasn't his fault this place was a goddamn maze. How was he supposed to know that the room he'd walked into was a marine break room filled with an entire group of bloody captains? There was also no way he'd ever admit that they'd gotten the jump on him with a bloody bottle to the back of the head.

Shifting slightly where he stood, arms tightly bound behind him and swords in the hands of another marine he leveled his sharp gaze on Luffy. One dark brow arching slightly as he added. "How'd they catch you?"

[therapardalis]

[Pirates of the Caribbean Meme from @whcrycu for Cassian.]

“If you were waiting for the opportune moment, that was it.” ------------

"Yeahhhh, I changed my mind." The words fell slowly, the first one drawn out - because it was highly likely Cassian was going to ask her why, and right at that second she didn't know. As in a reason was there, most definitely, she just couldn't put her finger on it.

Yet, anyway. Thera watched the diplomat they were supposed to be making contact with as he crossed the room, giving out polite nods along the way, and her eyes narrowed just a touch. "Call it instinct." Surely Cassian would understand the feeling, even if he didn't trust hers.

"Something's not quite right."

[heirtothetrib]

“ your routine changed.” ( from Orpheus )

"Oh really? And what makes you say that?" Darcy smiled as he walked by his musician friend. His routine had changed at least a little, his work hours had shifted about two hours later in the day this week, getting him home about two hours later, but he was surprised Orpheus had noticed. They hadn't talked much beyond Darcy tossing him a few dollars every couple of days and complimenting his songs. But it was nice to know that someone had noticed.

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Hotch had been in his office most of the evening, trying to get all the paperwork done. He wasnt even sure just how long he had been at the office now but that was how he was. He loved Jack more than anything but sometimes it was easier to be at work than be home with nothing to distract his thoughts. He heard a knock and looked up. Come on in Reid." He said, clearing his throat before leaning back in his chair. "Shouldnt you have gone home hours ago?"

[ladyseidr]

@whcrycu asked: ❝ " you should see the other guy. " ( Joel Miller to Tommy Miller ) ❞ ( blood, blood, gallons of the stuff )

"Jesus Christ, Joel." Already a near scolding tone. ( Might be the younger brother, but he's still his brother either way. ) He was at Joel's side in an instance, there to be leant on with a fistful of Joel's jacket in hand. "Don't think I wanna see the other guy," he huffed, guiding Joel to a seat before releasing him.

"Can't let you outta my damn sight for a minute. . ." One hand on hip, the other gestured at Joel. "Well? Any bullet holes I don't know about? Or did you just get beat black and blue?"

[ascrambledmessofmuses]

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[nctafraid]

@whcrycu​​ ||  “now, before i say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm.”

“I’m not going to promise that until you tell me what you did.” Katherine assumed that it wasn’t going to be something great. Considering the fact that he wanted her to stay calm. Crossing her arms over her chest, she raised her eyebrow waiting for him to say something. “Tell me what you did, and if it is something we need to involve Davey in.” 

[pillowxtalk]

🍸, ☕ - aeri

Food questions for the Muse(s)

🍸 - Can you share a good cocktail recipe?

I'm honestly not much of a cocktail maker. So I don't think I can share a good receipt.

☕ - How do you drink your tea? And your coffee?

Tea I drink with some sugar and coffee with milk and sugar.

[keylimexpie]

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" It really is. Maybe you should think about that, why haven't you tried to break out sooner? Maybe you're starting to warm up to me and just don't want to admit it." The analyst shrugged his shoulders with a smile." I don't know, whatever they have in this place? I'm sure there's a bar or something similar around, just standing here won't do us any good." It was going to take a while until someone came to pick them up. " Come on, we deserve a break."

[betterto-die-thanto-crawl]

“I knew I shouldn’t have trusted them. I got what I deserved.” ( Jack @ Crutchie )

Crutchie shrugged, giving a wince at the action. "Ya was scared, right? That's whatcha said. Maybe it wasn't even thatcha trusted him... it was just thatcha felt like ya had no choice." She frowned up at Jack, but reached out a shakey hand to gently take his and give it a squeeze. "An' it sounds like Pulitzah didn' give ya no choice, really... What wit' tha Spider an' tha Delanceys bein' there an' all... Not ta mention tha whole Kath'rine reveal. I reckon ya felt stuck."

[crainiisms]

@whcrycu asked:  “If you’re mad, why don’t you use your anger? Beat me at least once.” ( from Zoro )

Hours, she had been at it for hours. Trying and failing to beat the other Pirate. Never once had she found this so difficult but he was good.. annoyingly good. Sweat dropped from her forehead, chest rising and falling as she was a little out of breath. Cleo was a younger pirate, no older than twenty one, red hair that flowed past her shoulders in curls and hazel eyes with freckles that peppered across her weathered face from the salty sea air.

"because I'm tired!" Cleo admitted deciding to lower her sword, though she couldn't help the smile that came to her rose coloured lips. "Gotta hand it to you, you're good. It isn't often I get beat" Cleo stated putting her sword back in its sheath "It seems as if I could have more training.. what is your name?" The redhead asked, hands resting upon her hip, "I'm Cleo, Cleo Crain. Although it seems my wanted poster goes as red handed Jill, I never did like that name"

[3katanas]

@whcrycu asked: “Like, I don’t expect to ever have to take a bullet for you, but I would.” ( from Nami ) From: Assorted Protective Lovers Sentence Starter

He nearly tripped over his own feet, gaze shooting first towards Nami and then flicking around them before returning to the navigator. The comment was so out of the blue he wasn't even really sure what to do with it. Sure, he knew she would. Had known that for a while now ever since Aarlong's Park, though before that he'd doubted that she would stand in the way of harm for any of them.

It was the fact that she was verbalizing it that had him so concerned even as he tried to brush it off. "Did you hit your head on a rock or something?

[therapardalis]

[Asleep on PT Meme from @whcrycu's Steven Grant.]

"Your coffee spilled, I tried to save it but you'll probably need to change out of that jacket." ------------

"Oh, ffff ..." The word starting with that letter was absolutely on the tip of her tongue, but she managed to cut it off just in time. There were better ways to wake up than with a steaming patch on your jacket sleeve - but also worse ways, she supposed, than to a well-meaning seat-mate pulling an apologetic face.

"Ugh ... well ... thanks for trying." Craning her neck, she followed the probable path of the fallen coffee, found it had rolled over her arm and onto the floor, splashing her travel case along the way - and there wasn't much to be done about that, either. "No great loss, it was lousy coffee."

She looked up again, blinking, and taking her first proper look at the man beside her, offered him a wry smile. "I just got in on a red-eye flight, I must be more wiped out than I thought." She rubbed a hand over her eyes, squinted toward the bus window.

"I didn't miss the interchange, did I?"

[heirtothetrib]

“I don’t want to be alone.” ( from Jack )

"Are you okay?" Darcy wiped his ink-stained hands on his apron. It was late in the printing shop- not too unusual. Darcy frequently worked the overnight shifts to ensure the next morning's editions on of The Trib were ready. Some of his other workers were in the back sipping on coffees, doing whatever they could to stay awake while they waited for the next set of pages to be typeset. Darcy was about to do the same himself when he saw Jack wander into the shop. "It's pretty late. Did something happen?"

[itsusxallysubtext]

it looks like... somehow... we're being held hostage. - ( Sherlock ) @whcrycu

John is having a bit of a déja vu. It's not the first time they're being threatening with a gun, or being held hostage, and this room is entirely TOO DARK for his liking. "What..." John groans, instantly recognizing the pounding in his head as the remains of getting knocked out. He remembers coming home from grocery shopping, thinking about whether or not he'd find another one of Sherlock's experiments in the fridge and then... "What the hell happened?" He blinks, his eyes adjusting to the dark. "Where are we? Are you OKAY?"

[acourtcfmuses]

@whcrycu asked: sometimes i really think you have a death wish . ( from klaus to elijah )

"No death wish, brother, just an unwavering hope that one day you will come to realise that we meant it when we promised Always and Forever." he knew Klaus acted out when he felt slighted, none more so than when it was by one of their siblings. However, Elijah refused to give up on him.