#his little eyes looking for me his little screams whn im not there with him

[norizz-nation]

I’m better right? ❤️

Summary: So p1 in Monaco for Daniel was legit everything. But somehow reporters gotta ruin that by comparing him with the “new generation’s star max verstappen” so he brings u to ur shared hotel room to ask u if he’s better or not.

Warnings: nsfw, 18+, daddy kink, choking, light bdsm, blindfolds, handcuffs

You were there with Daniel in Monaco. Rooting for him to ur fullest. And the fact that he won was everything u ever wanted. U were so happy for him. Everything was going amazing. Until the bullshit interviews after race. Asking him stuff like “although u won, max is still improving and is probably better than u. how do u feel about that?”

Questions like that really pissed him off. And u could see that. After the whole evening being with this “max is better than daniel” interviews, he was just pissed. So u went to him and said “forget about them. u were amazing, u dont have to listen to them. i love you.” Daniel look a bit relaxed after u comforted him. “you’re better in every way” u whispered lightly with a smirk tht made Daniel raise his eyebrows. “Oh yeah baby?” “Of course daddy” u could see by the look on his face that those words drove him crazy.

Heading back to ur shared hotel room, daniel told u to sit on the edge of the bed while he went to his luggage and got some stuff out. Whn he came close to u, u noticed that he was holding a blindfold and a pair of handcuffs. Seeing them u looked up at him with doe eyes excited to know whats gonna happen next. “Be a good girl tonight, okay?” U just nodded. U were genuinely wet just by the thought about everything thats gonna happen. He then got u undressed and blindfolded u saying “im gonna show u that im better” u innocently asked “how?” “Oh baby just wait a bit. You’ll see.”

After he handcuffed u to the headboard, u just closed ur eyes and got comfortable. After a while u could feel daniels hands roam all over ur body. Caressing ur cheeks, then squeezing ur neck a little then going slowly down to ur stomach drawing circles. Making ur whole body get goosebumps. Ur started to squirm under him. “Daddy p-please” he then stopped “please what baby? tell me.” “Just touch me daddy, please. Dont tease me like that.” He started to rub ur thighs as he placed himself between ur legs. Licking you pussy lips saying “fuck you’re already that wet for me?” You could just nod. He began circling your pussy and flicking it every now & then. “Ah d-daddy im gonna cum. Please dont s-stop!” He then started pumping ur pussy with his two fingers while sucking ur pussy clean.

You were trying ur best to grab his curly hair and guide him well. After u’ve cum, he came closer to u and kissed ur neck, which was more of a wet kiss. “Stop fighting for it. You know u cant win baby.” He said as he saw u trying to touch him, ur hands were red at this point. You were basically crying for him. You wanted to touch him so bad. “What is it baby? Do u wanna say something?” “I want u to remove my blindfold and remove my handcuffs, i wanna touch u so bad daddy. Please” ur voice was low, and needy for more. He then kissed ur forehead and removed ur handcuffs.

You started to roam ur hands all over his body as if u haven’t touched him for a long while. U started to go more down to his hips. Palming his dick. “Please daddy, just fuck me!” U clearly whined as daniel smirked and kissed u.

He then positioned himself between ur legs as he rubbed his dick on ur clit, making u whine more. You thought that he was gonna be gentle first but he didn’t. He started with a fast pace that made u scream already. Practically making ur legs shake as he didnt stop his motion. Every single thrust was too much for u to handle. “O-oh daddy, you make me f-feel so good, nghh” he then grabbed ur hair and pulled u closer to him as u could feel his breathe in ur face. “Oh yeah? I make u feel good?” You barely managed to say “y-yes d-daddy u do”

He then placed one hand on ur neck choking u hard and the other one right where it was, on ur hair. Pulling it. It seemed like he just wanted to get his frustrations out at this point. All this bullshit reporters pissing him off so fucking much. You kept u eyes closed as ur whole body fell apart under him. “Baby, look at me, come on” you looked up at him with doe eyes. “Tell me im better. Tell me im better than max. Im better right?” You couldn’t say anything because the pleasure was just too much for u. But still u managed to say “of course you’re better daddy. you’re better than any other f1 grids here” “oh yeah?” “y-yes daddy”

His thrusts became sloppier as u felt a familiar euphoric feeling inside ur stomach. “Ahh daddy im sooo gonna cum” “me too baby, me too. cum for me baby, go on” your whole body started to shake uncontrollably as u came for the second time that night. Your body shivering and shaking. Then u immediately sucked his dick clean, leaving no cum there. “Oh look at u. Such a good girl for me” you looked up at him and kissed the tip of his dick while looking straight into his eyes making him groan by that sight.

He then held u close and cuddled with u. “Just dont think about them. You’re literally the most perfect man I’ve ever met daniel. I love you so much” your words made daniel so comforted as he kissed ur head and caressed ur arm. “I dont know how I managed to make u mine. I love you so much baby. I can’t afford to lose you, ever”

A/N: this idea was from one of the most amazing writer on tumblr @idkwhatimdoinghere163 , thank u so much for this idea. I hope I managed to reach ur expectations and you gotta give me some more ideas girl cuz those are amazing! ❤️

[marshmallowprotection]

Before you read; I'm aware this concept I wrote is sort of vague, but thats because its still got to go through some finalizing. Once its finalized it'll be a whole lot more clear what the hell is going on.

The "woman" in the story is named Samaria Bronwen- the "man" I've yet to name but I'm thinking on naming him something like Ein or something. Idk yet.

The Empress is Empress Elisabet Arabella Vesper of the Vesper Empire who was the last ruler of the Vesoer Empire before it collapsed.

Samaria and (for now I'll just call the "man" Ein) Ein are the ones responsible for Elisabet's death and the collapse of the Vesper Empire into a 200 year long succession crisis that endd with the creation of the Mariah Empire and Vesperian Mafia State.

Samaria and Ein both have a major savior complex, and Ein was the one who put the (highly impressionable 21-year-old girl without a childhood and lack of real idea of what is right and wrong though she cared little for all the rules and laws in the world restricting stuff like murder and crime in general) idea of him and Samaria becoming the saviors of the Vesper Empire into her head.

Samaria is 4 years younger than Ein, whose 25, and by the time they murder Elisabet Samaria is 24 and Ein is 28.

Due to red often being associatd with romance (and evil though its usually whn its alongside black) thats why Samaria has a lot of red in her design. The purple eyes are meant to represent her savior complex and the pink hair represents her innocence that was destroyed by Enin.

For this I got inspired by the song "Escape of The Witch Salmhofer". Feel free to look it up because its really good but since im on mobile rn and theres no draft option for asks I cant link it because I had o copy paste the story below.

Above is a picture of Samaria (that I actually completely shaded and stuff this time oofers).

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A woman corrupted by a dangerous love;

Believing her love to have the best of intentions, she became his accomplice in his murders.

A man who was the original "root of corruption";

He was a murderer with "good intentions" who wanted to end the chaos.

The story of the fall of the Vesper Empire on the continent of Theda-

Began with the love story of two corrupted people.

A woman who knew no love, no happiness,

Held captive since her birth, she was experimented upon, her flesh violated,

She was not a true human, she was a simple experiment.

Never being able to enjoy her childhood, living in a cell,

She could only scream as knives pierced her flesh daily.

An artificial life created by the seeds implanted into her mother,

Fertilized with the intents of her captor,

Her wishes never mattered to the man she was supposed to call "father".

But one day her captor was murdered,

And she was rescued by the murderer.

The man extended his hand,

And without hesitation, she grabbed it,

Her desire to escape this "evil" laboratory being the only thing she wanted-

And she was then led away by him into the abyss of "evil".

They became a fugitive couple running across the country murdering all who they deemed "evil".

But just what is "evil"?

What is true "evil"?

For her answer, her rescuer defined "evil" as-

"Malicious intentions".

But the woman who never had learned what "evil" or "good" was simply did not understand...

"I love you!"

A woman who did not know love, who didn't know what was good or bad,

Nor did she ever care for such fickle words;

She didn't care if people called her lover "evil",

Or if now she had become "evil",

For, to her, he had rescued her from a life of pain,

He had been her angel,

The man who had rescued her from her "evil" father,

And now she would be able to live with him forever.

That was her wish,

And nobody could take it from her now.

Teaming up with the mafia to take down the woman whom they viewed to be ruining the country,

They now aimed to murder the Empress herself.

The ice queen who ruled this empire consumed by snow.

This was now what her lover, and thus now her, wished for.

It was time to release the empire from the weak grip of the Empress who did nothing to ease the chaos.

The fugitive couple would become the saviors,

That was the wish they together formed.

Now,

All that was left was to do just that.

The assassination war that had been going on for the last several decades,

A war that cost the lives of hundreds of politicians and government officials and only put the empire into a greater state of chaos,

It was time to end it all!

This chaos this country has been consumed by,

Blinded by love, the woman chose to follow her lover,

She was now "corrupted".

But to her, this was the right way to go.

Now she was a fugitive,

But she cared not for such a title.

A witch,

That's what she was now called,

An "evil witch".

Did she care?

Not at all.

The ice extending from the hands of the woman consumed the palace in a snowy frost.

The man infiltrated in search of the Empress.

The palace was swarmed and set aflame.

The evil fugitive couple enacted their plan.

the citizens who had been suffering did not even dare stop them.

The guards were overwhelmed,

The servants fled in a grand display,

The Empress looked on from her balcony,

She knew,

She knew,

She knew this was the end.

and-

She wasn't scared at all.

She didn't even fight for her life.

Her neck would then be slit.

And there her life ended.

House Vesper's 6,000-year reign in the Vesper Empire was now over.

The fugitive couple reunited at the bottom of the stairwell,

And shared a kiss in victory.

An evil couple who murdered all in their way,

They believed their evil ways were helping.

But all it did was launch the empire into chaos.

The evil fugitive couple-

A woman who had been saved from her "father",

A man who believed he would save the country,

An evil couple who believed they were now "saviors" who had freed the country,

Their act of evil would change history forever.

As always, your style of painting and lighting is very dynamic and adds a level of depth to the canvas that one should never ignore or discount because it's so somber and yet... sincere. There is just this whimsical and magical element to it that makes you drawn to the centerpiece and the one helming the story.

This one made me choke up a little because there is just so much to the story of trying to hold on and survive.

[jimlingss]

Hello dear!! Do you still write drabbles for DOL? I think the girls parents reaction whn meeting jimin for the first time in his human form would be fun n cute, knowing jimin knws them pretty well. N jimin's reaction himself! He'd be so overwhelmed n touched tht they can finally see him right? Btw i love this fic so much idc how long it is im gna keep rereading it until i die lol

oh my god, I thought people would forget about the DOL drabbles ahahahaha. I learnt I’m not a huge, huge fan of writing drabbles, just cause I always have so much to say that the word count gets ridiculous and it’s no longer a drabble and I like leaving my finished stories as is without messing with them further. But I guess since I opened Pandora’s box....why not...

Devil’s Own Luck Drabble #6

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Summary: Jimin finally meets the parents he’s known his entire life....technically they’re not ‘the’ parents, but also ‘his’ parents....they just don’t know that.

{Age: 24}

“Shouldn’t you be a little more nervous?”

Jimin strolls up to the house with his hands in his pockets, whistling like he owns the place or he’s the son of some rich mogul, eyeing the land like he’s going to buy it all. “Why should I be? I know them probably better than you do.”

He throws his arm around your shoulder, laughing at your little pout. “Yeah, but they don’t know you.”

“Don’t worry about it. Didn’t you know? I’m charming.”

“You’re a demon,” you correct and with a sigh, your finger presses on the doorbell. It’s not like you’re feeling particularly anxious either —you just hope he doesn’t burn down the place.

On the other side, the tinkling bell sound echoes throughout the home and then there’s a stampede of footsteps, loud murmurs leaking through the open window. In the next breath, the front door is swinging open and your mom’s standing with a smile, eyes flickering to your face before the male beside you.

“This must be...”

“Jimin!” He grins. The breeze cards through his fluffy brown hair, eyes crinkled into half moons like an angel and he extends his arm, shaking her hand. Aside from when it concerns you, if the demon be emotional, he would feel pretty touched right now. After all, your parents have long been his parents too. This is the mother-figure he’s been around while growing up with you, the closest thing he’s had to a maternal figure, and now she could finally see him.

“It’s nice to meet you,” he says with a soft smile.

“It’s nice to meet you too.” Her eyes are wide and she clears her throat, shifting the door so it’s open wider. “Come in, come in! You both must be starving. The trip must’ve been tiring.”

“It wasn’t too bad.” You take off your coat, throwing in on the hanger. “Where’s dad?”

“Here.” A man stands at the living room doorway, arms crossed and brows furrowed, expression stern. Yet, Jimin doesn’t feel the slightest bit threatened. If anything, his grin expands and without thinking, the idiot devil runs over, engulfing the man in a hug, making him stagger back with an ‘oof’.

“Jimin!” You gasp, jaw dropping and eyeballs nearly falling out of its sockets.

They’re going to think he’s insane.

But your mother just laughs at your dad’s shock, finding it all too amusing. And all at once, your dad’s strict facade crumbles, and he peels your boyfriend off from his body. “Sorry…” Jimin finally register what he just did, but he’s still too excited to repress his grin. “I just heard a lot about you, that’s all. It’s great to finally meet you.”

“Uh..um...no...I-....that’s completely fine.” He clears his throat. “I’m….uh...looking forward to getting to know you better.”

“Y/N, why don’t you show him to the kitchen?” Your mother tells you as she joins your dad’s side with a fond smile.

Okay. You take it back.

You’re getting really nervous.

And it’s not because you’re afraid of your parent’s reactions or of Jimin becoming jittery and accidentally setting fire to the walls of your childhood home. Rather, you’re afraid because he’s too goddamn comfortable!

The man skips happily into the kitchen himself without you having to show him the way and he peers into the pot on the stove. He takes the ladle and swirls the stew. “Oh! I love this!”

Your mother trails behind with a surprised expression. “You do?”

“Yes! I like how soft the potatoes get.” He smiles and then stumbles, nearly slamming into the wall when you harshly nudge him. “I mean…..it looks soft. And I like it because it smells so good!”

He awkwardly laughs and you might get a concussion with how hard you want to facepalm yourself.

The demon skedaddles away into the dining room before your mom can get in another word and he brushes past your dad who’s still setting up the table. Jimin’s nose presses on the window and his palms press against the clean surface as he looks outside into the backyard. “Oh, you repainted the porch? I like the light birch colour.”

Your dad freezes. His neck cranes. “What.”

Jimin’s face pales and he turns his head too, stiff smile pulling on his lips. Fuck. He realizes his mistakes and he wonders if he could just temporarily possess your parents and put them into bed and make it seem like this was all a dream. He could start over again. But you probably would not appreciate that. At all.

“Y/N was telling me about it.”

“She didn’t know I repainted the porch.”

“She told me it was a dark brown before,” the demon counters with a mischievous glint to his eyes, though sweat begins to drip from his forehead.

Your dad lifts a brow in suspicion. “She told you the colour of her old porch?”

“The things we talk about…” Jimin nods and pinches the bridge of his nose. “....it gets very detailed sometimes.”

You barge into the conversation with a piercing scream. Both males turn their heads towards you, flinching from the sound. And you fist pump the air. “I...I am just so, so excited to tell you about what’s been going on lately! We should eat. Right now. So I have time to tell you my stories!”

All your hair is falling out.

All your hair is turning gray.

This was a terrible idea. No matter how much your parents asked about meeting your ‘new’ boyfriend, you should’ve known better. You should’ve known three decades would be shaved off of your life from pure stress.

“You know, you feel very familiar,” your mom interjects in the conversation in the moment you’re caught off guard, taking a rest from chatting and accidentally daydreaming.

Jimin quirks his head to the side, amused smile on his plump lips. “Am I?”

“Like the son I never had.” She laughs and you breathe a sigh of relief. It still surprises you how she’s taken a liking to him already and it’s almost offensive how your parents ignore you.

“You know, now that you mention it, it’s kind of funny,” your dad starts. He swallows his mouthful and looks at the devil beside you who’s innocently batting his lashes, the apples of his reddened cheeks making him ironically look like a cherub and every parent’s dream child. “Didn’t Y/N have an imaginary friend named Jimin?”

“Really?” He props his elbows onto the dinner table, hands threaded together and underneath his chin. He slightly turns towards you. “You did?”

“Y-yeah…” You swallow hard, wondering how the hell he could make you suffer like this in your own home. You were the only one suffering under the burden of his secret and he was having a good old time being chaotic as usual.

“That’s right.” Your mom snaps her fingers and sips her wine. “She loved that imaginary friend so much, couldn’t stop talking about him for years. She ate with him, talked to him, took baths with him, even said she slept next to him. I thought there was something wrong, but thankfully she grew out of it.”

No one notices.

But you’ve been with Jimin for twenty years and you catch the ghost of a smirk on his lips.

“What a coincidence.”

[whimsically-ominously-auspice]

Sometimes my brother stays in the house all night. And annoys my kid.

But after tonight i see why.

He had to register his hands as militant weapons. He said militant. lol.

He was in karate all through elementary minus some years and some high school.

He knocked me out with two fingers once then started crying cause he thought I was dead. My mom didn't care. She told him good job.

My little brother paralyzed my arm once by jabbing it. That shit hurt. It was temporary but my arm was sore for days.

So obviously neither are afraid. They have skills,i always believed out powered my own.

I woke my brother up to open a jar but he couldn't either so soon after he went to his home. He said for some,reason no one was outside.

He knows Jesse i know he does cause we used to work the same gas station. Jesse and Stewie are the same but I call him stewie after the Family Guy baby cause he always tries to kill his mom.

He went to ministry school for college and has all kinds of degrees in philosophy and church and all that.

Anyways stewie got a job with my brother at nights and my brother got him fired.

I got him banned but our boss was a bitch thinking about her pussy.

Anyways. So he gets those feels when,there is dumb asses thinking they got a brain.

Me and my kid do too but its different. We don't live by them.

Usually she comes out for a little while with me but she said tonihht she had a feeling she djdnt want,to.

But I know at home,she gets them. Because one of us will sleep,at different times and one of us is always awake.

Thats whn i knpw some type monster you wish only lived under beds has been outside,

I dont say anything. But I think we both know.

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I went out again, this time with the light off and smoked. 4th cigar later and my sinus feel great!!

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I could hear joints pop. Starchy grass being stepped on. And a chain.

I could feel a vehicle's presence. One with people in it.

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I heard the truck start drive slowly up,the north mesa. I could hear for so long i knew they were stopped.

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Random dogs had barked. First in the yard then one 3 acres away. Then in the yard again.

I listened to how many birds chirped and how.

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I knew someone was there when i moved my foot there was another sound... When you concentrate on doing something and you focus on it... I didn't hear the sound until i had already focused to move..its a random thing but always valid. If i move my foot someone else is moving theirs.

Its a constant.

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I said shhh to the dogs. I whispered a loud hey that echoed to the weakling that couldn't stand still on the other side of the fence.

No one appropriately responded.

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I heard the there's a mother fucker there bark.

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So i went in and as soon as I did that coward ass took off running to his waiting truck.

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I unfortunately can feel people's emotions. So i felt him being terrified. I also felt his chest heaving after running when i went in.

I feel his backward heart hurt the last two nights.

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#fbi he wants to kill me but he doesn't know how. Hes wanted to for 20 years after he believed jesse James killed my kids. That's why other people call him Jesse. Ive admitted to be fuddled about certsin things and barely have a glimpse of things. He had me,take an abundance of pills once to over dose. Right after the babies were murdered by their grandpa.

And hes tried to kill me and Annie multiple times.

The only person he has a right to kill is himself or anyone that is trying to kill him -- except when he decided to kill them first. Like me. Because I will kill him.

But if someone like wanted to mug him and had a gun then its okay to defend yourself as best as you can. The goal being to get them away from you and disarmed if possible. But not always death is the answer dependin on who it is.

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And since he collaborates with Denise, she focuses him on killing me. So he has a right to kill her to shut her up. Becsuse this is an extreme 20 plus year issue. Its not an issue for every one. Its not always the answer.

But in this case it is.

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Stewart often has someone drop him off where i am,then he walks where I can see him. Then he has them pick him up.

Lately I've honked at him and given him the bird. Just so he knows i see him and i still hate him and i will kill him.

Denise was driving today so i couldn't but i yelled my hate at him,anyways.

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Weird was when i got,to the gas station there was a black girl in the back seat of a red SUV with huge eyes like she was a victim of human trafficking. But I always see cops there. And all the Windows were down. IDK why people look like that. Last,time they were worrief about my tire. Windows were down some,dude was outside smoking. She could had screamed. She seemed to be the only one there,

Just a random thing.

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I was really worried about him going through the,gate. Because they wantef me to sit where I was safe and could see through the fence. But i was super close to the gate and i could hear him within the outer fence. Theres like 4 fences and shit... So he was within the half yard where I was but outside of,the porch fence.

So trespassing. New Mexico law is i can fight back with an equal or lesser weapon. Since he uses needles... And I'm handicapped. I can use a broom, chair, table. Pretty much anything i want but a gun. I could use a knife cause they're close to needles. He uses insulin so a big butcher knife.. Since I'm diabetic ... Insulin won't bother me much but he does use extremely high doses which would cause me to pass out. So then i would be able to equalize that with a stun gun which i have, pepper spray which i have. And blood loss from a butcher knife will cause him to pass out.

Now here I'm not suppose to equalize his crime and kidnap him.

But since I know he wants to kill me, has kidnapped me, etc....

They asked me what i would say if he ends up missing.

I don't care. That was my answer. I don't fucking care. Ive been complaining about him for years.

He tried to kill me and my daughter Annie. Hes constantly harassing us. He follows us. There's records.

If i go through the trouble of disposing him. Dude. They already fucking know where he is. They fucking watch me. They can push rewind on the dam satellite,

So seriously. I go through the trouble of disposing him myself or with my family don't fucking say shit but thank you snd pay me a reward.

Call me,crazy but im fucking telling you. So PREVENT IT.

Or don't bother arresting me or asking where is currently 50 extra pound ass is.

Lets not play dumb, here. Get someone smarter than you if you don't understand, #FBI

Self defense. Hes a threat and has been. Hrs fucking crazier than me,

We all know i can go sociopath, psychopath, serial killer. I can do them all all day any day.

Yes he is crazier than me because he can't go sane.

And despite me sounding crazy. I am actually sane.

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So. He is terrified of me. He asked me about a year ago to let him help me load my groceries on the black tread at the store. He was shaking like a leaf. I was PISSED because he came up behind me and squeezed next to me,to,get in front of me.

They're all he doesn't have his black bag!!!!! He wears a fanny pack to carry his insulin.

THATS WHAT I DONT GET.

hes scared yet he wants to kill me????

What the Hell. Stay away from me.

Then he will sit where he knows i should be able to see him and he eats candy and smiles all big showing his teeth like he just ate out some ones ass..

Telling me hes gonna have to have his needles out soon.

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But they tell me he doesnt have his bag.

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He will and has tucked them under his dick on his nut sack. And pulled it out in front of me and my child.

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I will fucking kill him before he can get his stupid hands in his pants,

I do not fucking care.

Hes lucky i don't have a gun. Because h3 would already be dead.

That's why i don't have a gun.

I almost got one a few years ago.....

But i don't want to go to jail. So if he is close enough for me,to,touch on private property not belonging to him.

Hes a dead man.

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Anyways so i was concerned for him to go thru the gate because I wasn't feeling the kill rage. So i felt like i wasn't ready so i was weary.

And i kept on although everything else was telling me,he wasn't but to my right,

So my left ear started buzzing like crazy and i was all fucking shut up i can't hear..

But duh. I didn't need to listen at the gate.

So god was there talking to me. Telling me he was there and ready to help me as i need.

To help me as i need.

Once i got the understanding then the buzzing quit.

And I knew to focus my ears to my right.

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I wasn't alone and,had a lot of support and understanding from a legend. She was really awesome in being curious and understanding. It was pretty awesome. She has a clear and strong voice. I bet she will be a guardian angel one day and i know she will be awesome at it. I was starting to wonder if she was dead because she was so good.

She's not but yeah i was like whoa. I could trust her. Its unusual.

Just because she was awesome doesn't mean she's near death, its just an Earth skill.

I trust the dead most because they can go anywhere even under water.

And i felt i could trust her just as much as a spirit sent from Heaven.

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I can hear stewart again.

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