#it feels like we're doing the “just don't be a stupid baby idiot who believes things that aren't true”

[bredforloyalty]

doinggg bad

[mcflymemes]

AS SAID BY ALISTAIR THEIRIN - PARTY BANTER *  updated version - assorted banter from dragon age: origins

they say you can get anything here. i once got pick-pocketed.

i don't know if i should take you seriously... but you scare me sometimes.

i locked myself in a cage once when i was a child. for an entire day. ahh... good times.

why do they call it a brothel? there's no broth. or is there?

couldn't you crawl into a bush somewhere and die? that would be great, thanks.

leave me alone.

i know where babies come from!

what would you do if someone told you that they loved you?

food shouldn't be frilly and pretentious like that.

we take our ingredients, throw them into the largest pot we can find, and cook them for as long as possible until everything is a uniform grey color. as soon as it looks completely bland and unappetizing, that's when i know it's done.

we're not going to be mobbed, right? that's not something they do here? mob people?

do you get the feeling things are just getting worse as we go up?

now that's just unnecessary.

i don't think we're alone. i really don't think we're alone.

is it just me, or did i do really badly back there?

excuse me while i begin projectile vomiting.

maybe she was ugly. maybe she had buck teeth. how would we know?

what is that smell? fish? and something else. oh... more fish.

uh-oh. i'm terrible at puzzles.

let's try not to get lost here. places like this can get you turned around.

i think there's something ahead. something big.

i don't even want to imagine where that leads.

you could be an utter moron, for all we know.

it used to get so quiet that i would start screaming until someone came running. i would tell them that i was just checking. you never know, right?

there's a certain allure to danger, isn't there?

i will never get over how quietly you are able to move.

i heard you often seduce your targets.

don't you wish you could have stayed there? to help more people, i mean?

i've never been very good at that. the steeling myself part. i find it better sometimes to just be a little weak. i'm all right with that, really.

i just wanted some advice.

what should i do if... if i think a woman is special...

i am not lost.

do i have a choice?

you find that curious, do you?

that's directed at me, i take it?

have you really been thinking about that all this time?

so let's talk about your mother for a moment.

why do you always go on about how stupid i am? i'm not stupid, am i?

it hurts my manly feelings, you know. all one of them.

you're not even listening to me.

you're joking, right? a five year old could answer that question.

so what's the deal with you and him, anyway? dare i ask?

that... is a ridiculous question.

i figure you'd be the sort who knows all about deception.

it's moments like this when i truly appreciate the difference between you and me.

you're... you're drunk, aren't you?

how do you manage to be constantly drunk? are we even carrying that much alcohol with us?

i guess a romance between you and i is completely out of the question.

you know a lot of big words.

you wouldn't understand.

don't you ever talk? you know, make polite conversation just to put people at ease?

i spy with my little eye... something that begins with... "G"

are you talking to me?

are we under attack?

i don't have to prove anything to you.

we're not exactly traveling in the lap of luxury here.

can you mend it? when we get back to camp?

i might catch a cold.

that's... one way of looking at it.

i have a hard time believing that.

it's not an outlandish question.

you know, of all the mages i've met you have to be the first one i can honestly say i've really liked.

why are you smiling like that?

i wasn't looking at... you know her... hind-quarters... i gazed. glanced... in that direction, maybe, but i wasn't staring... or really seeing anything even.

i hate you. you're a bad person.

i'm not an idiot. well, not most of the time.

you didn't answer my question.

if you aren't telling me, there must be a reason.

do you mind if i ask you a personal question?

have you... had many women in your time?

how do you... woo them? is there a technique?

i like my hair the way it is, thank you.

we aren't talking about this, are we? did i hit my head?

is that a smirk? are you smirking at me?

well aren't you just chock full of useless trivia today.

i suppose you don't care.

so when this is over, what do you intend to do with yourself?

[darlingbabyboo]

"Baby, you're my whore!"

♡ Tokyo Revengers characters and their bimbo girlfriends ♡

Part 2 (Kazutora, Izana, Bonten! Mikey)

Part 3 (Hanma, Chifuyu, Angry, Ran, Hakkai, Inui)

Ken Ryuguji (Draken)

It has been said before and I will be one of the people to say it again

Definition of dress slutty: I can fight

Growing up in a brothel (with women that made sure that he was drinking his respect women juice everyday) he lets you dress however you please

Your skirt might be too short for his comfort, but as long as you feel comfortable and satiated, he's gonna bite his tongue

Who is he, to mess with what the love of his life wants?

On your stupidity

He's been hanging out with dumbasses all his life, if his baby happens to be a bit of a dumb fuck, he won't say a thing

He also thinks that you're absolutely adorable when you look at him with question in your eyes and say the most idiotic things known to man

A bit exasperating

But moreso adorable

"Kenny." He hums to show you that he's listening and continues fixing up his motorcycle. "What's the matter angel?"

"Why doesn't hair grow at the side of your head." He blinks and looks back at you, genuine wonder in your eyes. He sighs, and presses his forehead against the cool of his bike.

"Kenny, are you okay!?" He feels your arms wrap around his shoulders and your weight begin to press against him. You're ridiculous, but he loves you so much it hurts. He couldn't imagine a life without you around.

"'s nothing angel, don't worry your pretty head about it."

Takemichi Hanagaki (Takemitchy)

He's weak to you okay, he loves your short skirts that barely cover up your panties and your tight shirts that show off your lace bra's (if you even wear one some days)

You can say the dumbest shit or do the stupidest things and he'll be nodding along like a little puppy dog

Is it so wrong to be completely in love with your girlfriend? He worships you like a god and how dare anyone have the nerve to blame him?

You see the world in a way that he could never imagine, and you open his eyes to a world of possibilities

He just believes that he's lucky that you two are even together, you're beautiful and kind and even if there's not a lot going on in your head, you're the best girl that he's ever known

He just wants to be with you forever

You jump into his open arms, your arms wrapping around his neck and his automatically enclose around your waist. "Sweetie, I got a 40% on my test?" You say, cheerfully.

"W-what? I'm sorry. I know you studied hard for that."

"What?" You crock your head to the side and look at him with confusion in your eyes, "no, all I need is another 40% and then I'll be at an 80% average!"

Takemichi opens his mouth to say something, mainly, what in the world would make you think that, and how the hell do you think averages work? Instead, he shakes his head and gives a soft smile. He loves how you see the world, no matter how ridiculous it is, though he's going to need to talk to you about how grades work. He squeezes your waist, "I believe in you Sweetheart."

Takashi Mitsuya

He supports your endeavours, he even encourages them!

You want to wear a skirt that shows off your panties, sure! Just let him make a few adjustments and- while we're at it, why doesn't he just bedazzle that top too!

He wants the best for his darling, which means that you're going to be wearing things fit for a queen

It's in his nature to spoil his girl, so don't worry your pretty little head about any of the gorgeous clothes that you want, he's already on it

Though, there's not a lot going in your pretty little head, which he doesn't necessarily mind

He doesn't care if you stay the stupidest shit imaginable

You look at him with so much love and admiration in your eyes that he can't find it in him to worry too much about you

"Taka! This is so cute!" You spin around in your skirt, which raises above the lace panties that he also handmade for you. "Too bad about the people living in olden times." You pout.

Mitsuya walks up to you with a raised brow at your words. He wraps his hands around your waist, trying to think about what you could possibly mean. "Why, my love?" He finally bites.

You go on your tiptoes and press a kiss on his cheek, leaving behind a glittery mark. "They had to live in black and couldn't see all these pretty colours, like the clothes you make for me!"

Mitsuya nods along to your words, smile already pulling up at your words. He presses a kiss on your forehead. "That's not how it works my love."

You look at him with so much love and admiration in your eyes, expecting him to explain everything to you. He smiles, brushing his thumb against your cheek. He's so hopelessly in love with you.

Keisuke Baji

He adores harlots, whores, and anything else of the variety!

He loves the dumb, hazy look in your eyes when you come across something "complicated" (first time he's the smart one in a relationship)

Loves the things you dress up, encourages you to dress however you want, you know what, get even sluttier! He wants your skirt to be so short that your panties show when you stretch the tiniest bit, shirts so tight that you can't wear a bra

He loves his babygirl, and everyone's free to take a look at you

As long as they remember that you belong to him

"Babe, what's wrong?" You question as Baji grips his hands around yours and growls. You press a kiss to his lips as you try to calm him down. Greedily, he bites your bottom lip and deepens the kiss, hands on your ass.

"Asshole was flirting with my pretty girl. Hate when people try to touch what's mine."

You start to tear up, thinking he's angry with you, "sorry baby, I didn't know!"

"Nonono," He presses his lips against you harder, adoring the way that your red lipstick will leave behind marks on his lips, "not your fault- never your fault. Jus' means we gotta set his car on fire." You nod in understanding, not thinking twice of his act of violence. He gives you a wide, toothy grin, he doesn't think that he could love someone more.

Nahoya Kawata (Smiley)

Definition of a tease

He doesn't care how you dress (one of the people that really adores how you dress and would appreciate you to get even sluttier). You could wear a bra and a thong outside and he wouldn't bat an eye.

He just loves making fun for how naïve you can be.

"C'mon, one kiss!"

"No!" You huff, crossing your arms and facing your back to him, "'m 100% loyal to 'hoya."

He restrains his laugh, biting down on his lip. "Baby, I am Nahoya!" He manages to force out (though some giggles slip his lips).

"No! You said you were Souya! 'm not gonna fall for your tricks!"

You already are he desperately wants to say, but he's having too much fun messing with you. "Well, now I'm saying I'm Nahoya."

He doesn't need to look your way to know that your brows have furrowed deeper, trying to run through things in your small little head. "No! I'm not a cheater."

He sucks his teeth. His stomach's gonna hurt with how much he's gonna be laughing later. He turns you around and presses a quick kiss against your lips, you giving an indignant gasp at the action. You'll probably be whining about this later, when he explains what's going on, but this was worth it. God, you're a keeper.

Yasuhiro Muto (Mucho)

Not someone who loves the way you dress, wouldn't disapprove of it completely, he would never tell you how to do things or what clothes to wear, but he subtly encourages you to wear something else

It doesn't come from a bad place, he's just protective of you and doesn't want you to get harassed (he's also a bit traditional)

If you're determined to wear what you want, then he'll bend to your will. He would never let you be uncomfortable

He'll get used to things, just for you

Your intelligence, though...

He loves you through and through but he's always on the look-out around you. He has to make sure that no one is taking advantage of your innocence

"What's going on here?" The guys crowding you stutter away, looking at him with wide eyes. You don't notice the fear that has blanketed them and beam at him, running to wrap your arms around his waist.

"'hiro. These guys are asking if I want to hang out with them in, do you want to come with us?"

He purses his lips, yet another group of guys preying on your naivety. "No darling, I think we're going to go, I'm sure that these guys understand." He narrows his eyes at them so that they understand the consequences if they try to stay around you. They get the message, scurrying away like rats they are. You look at them with a pout on your lips, not aware of their dark intentions. He cups the side of your face and turns you towards him, "darling, why don't we see a movie at home." Your frown quickly disappears, a wide smile replacing it.

"That sounds great 'hiro!"

[somethingaboutnoodles]

finished the pitt last night and have to say i really fucking loved it.

mel king is amazing. i love her to death. great autism rep, my autistic partner and i were fucking screaming at how excited she was about the gravel. but also despite her doubts, pulling through leading a section like that!!!!

santos is awesome, she's such a fucking asshole that people aren't taking her seriously & she does INCREDIBLY stupid shit (progesterone guy could 100% sue the shit our of her and the hospital, destroying her fucking career before it starts, if ANYTHING went wrong with his care) BUT she does it because she fucking cares. Not in an old quiet doctor way but in a fucked up street kid way. I love her for that--all her brassness is her fucking shield.

speaking of fucking caring, mckay fucking rocks. i too would threaten that damn 24 year old in the sparkly bonus mom tee who my son doesn't even LIKE!!!

victoria coming into her own telling her mom to read the room???? stepping up and insisting upon herself as a doctor in her own right?????? 💕💕💕

(also oh my god matteo you fucking fiend you are part of the damn problem lollll)

whitaker is my blorbo my poor lil guy. i honestly was expecting him to have to change scrubs again.

dana is everything, and her decision after possibly the literal worst day she's ever had is so valid. god i hope she gets to be a person. i love her to death and i kinda don't want to see next season because it will mean she's finally put herself first.

collins defending protecting and praising samira and checking santos [but what the fuck do i know] and just being a mentor. being the fucking leader the women of the pitt *need* when robbie is less than present and she's having probably one of the worst days of her life and still showing up??? i'm fucking glad she didn't have to get through the rest of that damn shift.

robbie. . . you dumb motherfucker. you ptsd having idiot. fucking shit. fuck. i don't think i can say anything anyone else hasn't already. i love him and i want him and abbott to stop having their rooftop conversations because they fuck in the stairwell between shifts to blow off steam. he is truly a consummate doctor. the whole thing with david, in many ways, is kind of emblematic of his inability to exist outside of the pitt. he doesn't see anything else, doesn't seem to know how to be anything else -- what matters is how something might affect his patient. the atheist jew vibes are off the charts . . . chosen/cursed by a god you're not sure you believe in to do the work but feeling compelled to do it anyway and then beating yourself up for not completing it. for not saving every life, curing every ill.

also the semi-late game reveal of why abbot is so torn up about the veteran making it home and then dying in his fucking er. abbott coming in with his go bag and being the most metal motherfucker in the damn place but still, in the short time we see him getting developed more fully with his own set of problems.

langdon is a dipshit. like i get he's a good doctor AND a fuckup and kind of a nice guy, but his bs with his wife and then harassing dana and robbie while they're on shift and he knows they're down a doctor(!!!) makes me want to fucking throttle him. FUCK.

also can the mel langdon shippers not say she needed him there? when she did just damn fine by herself thanks??? like can we not uwu baby the autistic girl and couch it in romance when we're ultimately saying something really fucking misogynistic. that sucked to be one of the first things i saw in the tag after watching the show. also she DESERVES WAY BETTER. like just because langdon is being nice and doing his job, we're matching our autistic queen up with HIM?

also you guys are wrong, i think mel and trinity should be together. puppycat and bulldog. for personal reasons <3

[taylormarieee]

~I love you too much~

Summary: You and Glenn are arguing about how you almost got killed on a run being arrogant but you blame the whole situation on Nicholas. Eventually your anger forms into lust.

Word Count: 1.3k

Genre: Angst - Smut

Pairing: Glenn Rhee X Fem!Reader

Warnings: PiV sex, Unprotected sex, Angry sex, Protective caring Glenn, Angry Reader, Clitorial Stimulation, Glenn being angry/worried, The whole group being concerned and curious, oral(Fem!Receiving)

You rush into the house angrily while Glenn is rushing behind you. You slam the door in his face and he just opens it to just slam it all over again. "Uh you guys ok?" Abraham asks. looking between the two. of you.

"Perfectly fine Abraham! Now shut it!" You say angrily not even breaking your eyes away from Glenn. "Your reckless baby, you could have gotten killed! You have to stop being so stupid!" Glenn yells.

You scoff and roll your eyes pointing to yourself saying, "Im reckless?! I'm stupid?! Go tell all of that to that idiot Nicholas! He was the one that left me for dead Glenn! He already got Noah killed just to save his own ass!" You yell louder getting more and more angry.

"Baby, You don't think I understand that! He died right in front of me! My friend and all because of him but you should have never gone down there in the first place! You seriously need to think!" Glenn says feeling defeated about Noah.

Noah was a good kid and just wanted to go home. When we finally found a home he died a day later after escaping a bad place. So you understood Glenns pain and his anger but he can't possibly think you are reckless, is he?

"Listen Glenn I don't wanna have this conversation anymore." You say defeated walking up the stairs. "No baby we're gonna continue this! You need to get this through your thick skull! Get back here we are not done!" Glenn says running up the stairs after you.

The group stands there flabbergasted at what they just witnessed and just decide to leave them going back to just lounging around the house. You slam the door again and the whole group rolls there eyes.

You two have been going at each other's throats for the last 20 minutes. "Why do you think it's my fault! I did nothing wrong and you should know that!" You say throwing your hands up.

"Honestly, I don't know anything anymore! So much has happened and I just can't lose you too ok?!" He yells.

"Glenn, Your gonna lose me if you keep talking to me like a toddler who just got in trouble and is giving me a whole lecture on how to behave!" You say staring at his eyes with anger, "You can't even believe your own wife! You think i'm being reckless and stupid and it's not fair! I was very careful!" You yell getting closer to him.

"Your a real brat you know that!? Always complaining till I fuck that attitude right out of you." He says darkly getting closer to you. You feel like a magnet is dragging you closer to him.

Like you can't walk away. He has such a hold on you, you can't even stay mad at him. He grabs your neck and forces your lips together in a strong, passionate kiss.

He grabs your waist and pulls you as close as he can feeling every part of your body. He walks backwards to the bed and plops down on it, leaving you still standing.

He pulls on the hem of your shirt asking silent permission to take it off you. You pull away and take your shirt off. He runs his hands up your beautiful curves. He admires the way you chest goes up and down, heaving from the intense kiss.

He pulls you down on his lap and starts grinding you on his hard cock. He kisses you again muffling your sweet sounds. You start to grind on him faster creating a wet spot on your panties. You remove your jeans and he removes his. He flips you over so he's on top of you.

He leaves wet kisses on your body from your neck to your lace panties. He slowly slides the off of you, making you suffer until he's ready to make you scream his name.

You squirm under him whimpering. "I'm sorry Glenn! Please just fuck me, please!" You whine feeling helpless and vulnerable.

"Look at you... all whiny and needy for me aren't you?" He chuckles kissing your clit. Without warning he sucks on your clit making you gasp.

He sucks harder and you grab his hair and grind your hips on his face. You moan his name begging and whining. He licks your slit and slides his tounge in your hols and leaves it there unmoving.

He begins to lap up your juices flowing from your soaking pussy and starts rubbing your clit. You feel a familiar fuzzy feeling in your core. You feel yourself getting dizzy as you start shaking.

"Oh fuck- I'm gonna cu-" You can't even finish your sentence as your orgasm rushes out of you. Glenn continues to suck on your clit letting you ride out your high. You start to squirm at the overstimulation. "Glenn... Glenn babe it's too much Glenn!" You whine feeling dizzy.

He unlatches from your pussy and begins to line his cock up to your entrance. He pounds his cock into you and doesn't slow down. He only increases his speed when he hears you scream his name.

He pounds into you, "I love you too much sweetheart. I really can't lose you!" He grunts. "You're all I have. You and this group! So stop fucking up!" He yells at you pounding harder and faster, his pace never faltering.

"PROMISE ME!" He yells. "OK! I PROMISE!" You yell back feeling your second orgasm approach. "Good girl." He says kissing and sucking on your neck. You squirt your juices all over the beds sheets and your thighs.

His thrusts start to become erratic and have lost the rhythm he maintained to keep. You feel his cock twitch inside you and he lets out a long, drawn out moan, "Fuuuckkk- You are so tight babe" He says.

He spurts his warm, thick cum inside you. He lets out a groan and you let out a whine. He pulls out and holds you for a second. "I love you, ok? I was jus worried. I should have never said. that stuff, I just didn't want to lose you. I'm sorry." Glenn says kissing your forehead.

"Its ok. I forgive you and I understand. I personally should have been more understanding of your point of view during the situation and I wasn't. I am sorry for the things I said as well." You say holding him tighter.

You both kiss each other lovingly and put on your clothes and go downstairs. You guys come down stairs only to be met by the groups disappointed shaking of heads and some small smirks and smiles.

"Really dudes?" Abraham says.

"Oh shut up!" You say smiling and covering your face.

The Gang:

The group is downstairs listening to you two argue for the past 20 minutes. Them being the concerned people they are, listen to the whole argument and choose who's side there on.

"Personally, Glenn does have a point!" Maggie says.

"Ye, but I dun think he shoulda said those things to 'er, y'know?" Daryl responds.

"I personally understand her. That Nicholas dude has been shady ever since we got here. He did get Noah killed." Tara says

"That is true." Carol agrees.

"Dios mío, esto es estúpido." Rosita says rolling her eyes.

"Who wants to play some card games?!" Carl says excitedly.

The whole group says "ME!"

After about 10 minutes of playing they hear moaning and whimpering, they also hear the arguing has stopped too.

They all roll their eyes again. "Judith cover your ears, now."Carl says annoyed that their card game has been ruined.

They both come downstairs and the group gives disappointed looks and some smirks, giggles, and smiles.

Carol gives a thumbs up and Daryl just chuckles as memories of the prison flood his mind.

"Really dudes?" Abraham says smiling.

"Shut up!" You say laughing and covering your face.

The group was at least thankful the arguing was over and there two favourite couple was happy again.

Taglist: @sinsandsweetness @murdadixon @moved2murder-jacket @number1gal @neytirishottie, Idk who else to tag...

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Hope u enjoyed!

[canyonkingdom]

you're all going to hell two

(chapter 2, part 2)

tw: $3lf-h@rm

"A suicide?"

Everyone was agape.

"We have confirmed Mickey's death as a suicide." Poli said, straightforward.

The townsfolk gathered around Time's Square, in shock by the announcement the rescue team had made.

"What?" Helly muttered, scanning the crowd's shocked faces. "Didn't Poli just say it was a murder-"

"Shut it."

Her voice.

The drive home was miserable.

Poke could feel the tension underlying in Bruner. His ugly feeling of remorse and shock, the guilt they both felt, it killed them deep inside. But it hurt Bruner more than it should.

Bruner tried to stop tears. "Good riddance, you know?"

Poke's eyebrows furrowed.

"One moment I was bitching about him and... what if we didn't watch him die?"

Poke wanted to punch him so bad. The realization only hit Bruner when the deed was done. Yet it was more,

evidence against the rescue team.

"If we left, we can't give Mickey justice." Poke gestured sadly.

Bruner hissed.

"Why would they lie?" Poke gestured to Bruner, who was too focused on the road and his bitterness.

"Amber killed Mickey. What the hell would you expect them to do? Admit their crimes?" Bruner griped, though he felt little remorse. The car picked up in speed.

Poke immediately regretted what he did. He looked away from Bruner, sadly eyeing the washed out grays and blues that formed Broomstown.

"They need to learn the truth, Bruner." Poke suddenly alluded, his hands shaky.

"We're gonna get- I'M gonna get outcasted!" Bruner shouted, the pain in his voice seething. "Do you really think they would believe two fucking construction workers over the most respected people in town? Of course not! Everyone knows they are all too nice to commit a crime!"

Poke winced. "But Mickey won't get justice-"

"Justice, my ass!" Bruner berated, the car was zooming. "If only that bitch didn't follow us, if only he didn't act out, if only he wasn't drunk, he would be fucking alive right now!" his voice cracked, "If only we tried to save him, if only we-" tears spilled, "If we weren't- if I wasn't- if I didn't do that, he would still be-"

The car was now moving around intensely. It took Poke's hands for Bruner not to drive them into heaven.

"I- i'm sorry." The car stopped in front of their apartment.

"Calm down." Poke gestured caringly, "Let's talk about it inside."

"This isn't what we talked about at all!"

Roy's loud, angry voice echoed through the room. Amber was blank.

"We're gonna say it was a murder, Roy." Amber argued, hurt in her voice.

"They're grown adults! They won't cry about it like what you expect them to do!" Roy jeered back, his metal hand slamming on the table. Amber winced. "This isn't a fucking-" "Language." Poli interrupted blatantly. "And Amber has a point. The townsfolk are all idiots. Even if we do tell them it's a murder, they would immediately forget about it and move on with their lives. Saying it was a suicide just has a less probability of any investigation."

Roy seethed. "No, man. You don't get it-"

"I do get it, Roy. They act stupid, we treat them stupid. Just deal with it."

Roy scoffed. "We shouldn't treat them like babies!" All the while, Helly watched uncomfortably. He wasn't used to everyone fighting and shouting at each other without a care for their feelings.

He stared down at the camera in his hands,

a picture of blood staining some bushes.

"That was crazy!" Cap preened, making a soft left turn. "Who knew it would be... like that..." "That's bullshit, man." Posty muttered, looking over the backseat to see a completely distraught and terrified Cleany.

"I- I don't believe it..." Cleany sobbed. "He wouldn't..." "That's the point." Cap sighed. "As much as I want to believe he killed himself, there's no reason for him to. I bet my bank account it was probably that woman who killed Mickey. Her record fucking says it all."

The car drove uncomfortably. The atmosphere tightened.

"What about Spooky?"

Cap raised an eyebrow as he looked at Cleany. "What about him?"

"Did you forget already?" Posty whined, groaning pitifully. "Fucking idiot."

"Yeah, yeah, just tell me or i'll kick you out of this fucking car." Cap snared, rolling his eyes.

"Spooky saw Mickey get killed."

Silence.

"Oh yeah." Cap muddled.

Cleany shivered. "Would the rescue team just dismiss hi account like that?"

"I doubt it." Posty claimed. "But there is chance they could be-"

"Lying?" Cap continued, the horror in his voice unscathed.

Cleany was getting scared by the minute. "But- but why would they lie about-"

Posty hissed. "I'm next, am I?"

The other two froze from that statement.

"I was wrong?"

Camp was in utter shock. He leaned against the seat of the forklift as he collected his thoughts.

"Hey!" Lifty said, trying his hardest to lighten the mood. "It's ok to be in the wrong!" he smiled, yet Camp knew deep inside he felt in pain. "Just..."

"No," Camp said sadly. "It's fine."

Lifty kept driving stesdily despite his crashing mood. "What if the rescue team was lying?"

Camp never turned at someone so quickly. His jaw dropped.

"Why... why would you think that?" Camp scoffed.

"It's just weird, y'know?" Lifty's cheery voice reprimanded. "I know the rescue team won't lie about something so serious but... it just sounds weird. For someone like Mickey to kill himself."

Camp struggled to form the words. Yesterday Lifty was comtemplating the possibility of Mickey's death being a murder and making plans to harass Spooky (which, ironically, Camp followed). And now he was agreeing.

Camp definitely needed an ally.

"He's an asshole." Camp remembered his previous words. "It doesn't make sense."

"I know, right?" Lifty's obliviousness annoyed him deeply.

The two were silent for the whole ride.

Camp thought about it more and how they brushed off Spooky's account. The red lights sneers his mind like gas.

It wasn't a suicide.

Spooky felt like he was thrown under the bus.

"Wha- why?" his voice cracked, "They're lying. I saw it with my own eyes. They were lying!"

His fingers scratched deep in his scalp, to the point he drew blood. Spooky noticed his stained fingertips, yet he kept going, crying depressingly.

"I can't believe..."

He began to feel dizzy, the blood didn't fare much better.

I can't believe it.

nighttime

The headquarters was eerily quiet. Helly watched as everyone sulked on the matter. Amber was pissed at Roy, Poli was pissed at Roy, Roy was pissed with everybody.

One murder suicide can ruin lives.

Helly solemnly walked to his room, which was unsurprisingly taken up by the glowing light of the moon.

"Another day." Helly said bluntly. Normally he loathe going to bed, but after everything, he just wanted to forget that Mickey's death ever happened and live a happy life with his team—his family, once more.

But he felt terror.

He picked up the camera from his shelf and scrolled through the pictures again. The one with blood-stained bushes never ceased to scare and confuse him. Helly contemplated all the wrong reasons of this misconception.

He wanted to believe there was more than the eye can see.

Zooming into the picture, his eyes kept preening into more and more red liquid into the screen, wondering what actually happened.

As he plopped himself on the bed, he heard the crumpling of a paper. It caught him offguard and jumped off the bed.

"Huh?" He picked the paper up, revealing inky handwriting. Helly's interest perked up, terror striking mentally, as it read:

Spooky a witness, tho stupid, but ppl might beleive believe his ass, fucker

he should be gone he shouldn't know abt mickey

His eyes widened horribly.

Helly quickly grabbed his camera and quickly took a picture of the note before crumpling it up and throwing it behind the cabinets. His utter disgust was not a secret and he felt like screaming so loud he cluld break glass.

Of course, he was overreacting. But he could only pinpoint one person who would write such a thing. Who would do such a thing.

Her, ain't it?

Work has never been more miserable.

Bruner chucked in more bags of cement into the growing pile. His hands shaked as he turned the wheel. All he could think about was the rescue team's word. How they would blantantly plagiarize their own image as trustworthy.

"Dude, that's too much!" Dump chatisted from his vehicle. "Put some back in the pile."

How could they do that?

Poke, on the other hand, took it surprisingly well. His emotions were in check and he kept his mind away from the rescue team and Mickey. He worried for Bruner's sanity.

They still haven't decided on a verdict to their plan of telling everyone about who killed Mickey, but it was for another time. Bruner was unstable.

"Are you feeling okay, man?" Max asked the deteriorating Bruner, his eyes sunk deeply.

"Honestly, fucking no." He sighed out. "I just want to-"

"Normally, you would be bitching at this time, but..." Dump paused depressingly. "Gone."

"You can go home, man. We'll tell the boss." Max said nicely, a small smile to compensate.

Bruner smiled back deep from those sad eyes.

-///-

there are so many driving scenes i can't

anyways chapter 2 the complete version is here, i just love idiot townsfolk rooting into the plans of a broken mastermind

now you can all wait for so long so there can be another death; place your guesses /j

[imzsuzsis-blog]

I stood and watched the team, totally shocked, I didn't realize I had won the first training session.

"Did I win, guys?"

I was swallowing large ones, I really couldn't believe it, I thought my friend was going to win.

"Yes, it looks like you won, Lando."

I slowly sat back up there and shook my head.

"Honey are you okay?"

Loki looked at me, he was shocked, like me, he also said that if we make the top ten, we are good in this weather. It's just that I overshot the whole thing and won.

"Well, I think you should get dressed."

"Why, it's raining... Mother, how can we English people be so damned talking about the weather."

I pulled up the zipper, it was so cold outside, but we were all freezing inside, but unfortunately my cute belly was still visible and right on the projector.

"My belly sucks, it looks like gas."

I grimaced and got up because they called me to look at data.

,,Your baby is cute... As long as it rains, let's talk about other things, you are pure stress. Again.”

"Even though I was stressed all night, I didn't sleep a damn wink."

,, How much?"

"How would you solve it if you had twins... That is, would your boyfriend be pregnant with them? Suddenly they need two or more of everything, and we're even talking about moving."

"Moving? Where? What?"

Both Will and Jon looked at me confused.

"Lando, we know you're pregnant, but not twins, we're sorry. And also that it stimulated your brain in this way."

They hugged me while I cried because even the others didn't know about it.

"They will be girls, it will be difficult to choose a name. I know it should be special, but beautiful, unique, and the family will like it too."

I whispered to them and then with help I started to get dressed because they were really talking to me.

"FUCK ME, YOU NOBODY FUCKS!!!!!"

He got out of the car and the heat of the earth pissed off his gloves along with his shoes. I have never seen my boyfriend so angry.

"Lando calm down. By doing this, you are also harming the girls, not just yourself."

I followed him and grabbed his shoulders from behind and started kissing his neck. It wandered down, I clasped it under my hands and started rocking it, it calmed down, we intertwined its wandering down too.

"You feel a kick."

"They are a little too cute."

We started to smile, he put his neck on my shoulder and started blinking sleepily.

"I can't bear to watch, I'd rather go on."

"Who was he? Just by looking at him, he looked disgusted."

"Just Lance don't mess with it."

He yawned and closed his eyes and almost fell asleep on my shoulder.

"Sleep now baby."

"I know, I know... But I have to give an interview soon, I don't feel like it and I'm tired."

Mobile by mobile, I took photos of them again and, yes, put them online again.

"Fuck Oscar!!!"

A voice came from behind and I suddenly shuddered.

"Who the hell are you?"

I turned to my heart, crossed my two palms and calmed down. It was just Daniel, he has a stupid habit of making fun of others just like that.

"That wasn't funny."

"Well, it's not like you're uploading your teammate in an unmistakable situation on Insta again. Bullshit.”

"But, but this is not intentional on my part, believe me."

"How much do you suck????"

,,Hello!!!"

I started running so that Lando wouldn't find me, but he still found me because his imperfect, ex-teammate showed him where I was.

"You idiot animal... What do you think of yourself?"

"Nothing..."

I stuttered to him in horror.

"It's a good thing I put these up by accident."

"Why didn't you tell me this before?"

I stroked his hair and saw that he was afraid. And also that they call me gay again and fat gay pageant and tell me to fuck them, hence this is a sport for skinny people, and heterosexuals are not for cocksuckers. I held my mouth and started sobbing because it didn't even go as far as a death threat.

I saw that Lando was crying about something, then I went closer, showed him and hugged him.

"Once you survive, you will survive."

,,This?"

"Yes, this."

"But then it was written by horny guys and now by acne-prone teens."

I stroked his messy hair, I know he hates it, but now he's unhappy because of so many idiotic, jealous teenagers.

"Carlos, what happened?"

I don't see so many fucking bored teenagers.

"Fuck, my girlfriend sent me the whole thing, I'm going to fuck you!!!! Not only threats, but also bullying."

,,Hey... Hey George? Bullying?”

I read everything from the fat pig, the gay, to the whore, and these were only mild ones.

,,I said. Now I can only talk about fucking suicide, the only way out for me!!!!"

He ran away sobbing, we all went after him and didn't let him do that.

"Lando, that's crazy, many people like you even here in the field, many even look up to you, we won't let you do that."

He stood with his back to us and was shaking, but we couldn't understand a word he said because of his sobs, then he ran away.

[cerool]

this one's for my kroomfies

I love Kromer. not only is she a fantastic character but the intricacies of her character especially in correlation to her novel source material exemplify her as one of the greatest fictional characters in literature. This is not a work of satire. Every claim should be taken with the utmost respect Kromer deserves. Your eyes are being blessed by these very words appearing on your screen. << CANTO III SPOILERS AHEAD >>

We'll be dividing the aspects of Kromer into three core parts:

𝔊𝔞𝔰𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔊𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔨𝔢𝔢𝔭 𝔊𝔦𝔯𝔩𝔟𝔬𝔰𝔰

𝔊𝔞𝔰𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱: Lets be honest with ourselves- Sinclair is a little baby boy. If you kicked him into a McDonalds ball pit he would be swept along the endless waves of sweat-stained plastic spheres. If it weren't for his equally twinky little boyfriend he would be no different from those tiny hamsters you could pop in your mouth like a to-go snack. "waaah I wanna make friends waah i'm going to spill my family's top secret contract operations for clout-"

STOP!

Oh hey little baby boy. It's a shame you look so lost, you're so mature for your age. You don't like prosthetics? Wow, we're so alike haha. Look at her. Look at how amazing she is. Taking this sad small gerbil creature and taking him under her wing. They're such good friends, look how well they get along with each other. You don't need anyone else, especially not that pale floating gay rat child.

They're so perfect for each other. She's nurturing his twink-ass to the best that he can be, working together to make a noble and beautiful change for the world filled with golden kromer statues and public kromer kissing boo-

If you're not impaling with your bestie then are you even besties???

𝔊𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔨𝔢𝔢𝔭: Put yourself in Sinclair's shoes again. You feel so pathetic already, don't you. Your toes wriggling around in your Gucci slides. The scent of white boy elitism. Now imagine you're hanging with your weirdo family and you're eating dinner together.

this is what phones do to your brain in 2016. Look at that idiot trying to eat a battery. Don't you feel silly? Don't you feel stupid?

I bet you do, you silly little boy. That's why every one of them should be put to death. Just as our goddess believes.

ALL. 👏 NATURAL. 👏 JUST LIKE GOD INTENDED. 💅 erm beep boop beep boop sorry I can't understand a Busch Systems Aristata Double XL Recycling & Trash Can, Mixed Recyclables/Waste, 56 Gallon, Slate keep on crying

Look at this smile. Those beautiful moonlit eyes. I dunno why Sinclair was crying the whole time look how pretty she is omg if she's The One Who Grips then call me The One Getting Gripped if you know what i m 𝔊𝔦𝔯𝔩𝔟𝔬𝔰𝔰: she's a lady of conviction and strength. the only men she needs are ones on a leash (me). she's a model advocate of women's rights and women's wrongs.

she’s a leader devoted to a just cause

just cause I want her bust cause I wanna feel her thrust cause I-

god the things I would let this woman do to me

[adhd-merlin]

merlin S1 rewatch: episode 3

I'm putting this above the cut because I am outraged:

THEY CUT SOME LINES ON BBC iPLAYER. THEY CUT THE LINE WHERE MORGANA SAYS MERLIN IS "A LOVER"!! THEY CUT MERLIN SAYING "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT". WHAT KIND OF VICTORIAN CENSORSHIP IS THIS!!!!!

seriously!! (I only noticed because I'm watching this with subs off this time, but I had a transcript to glance at on my phone because sadly I can't hear without my subtitles).

random thoughts/observation:

• Interesting choice to have Nimueh cast her curse via a Fabergé egg

• Nimueh doing her Galadriel shit in a very cool cave actually

• S1 Arthur had some snazzy little outfits. Love the Jedi vest.

• I don't like bad cop Arthur :(

• baby's first raid!!!

• okay but Gaius tells Uther the plague is caused by sorcery, and the king IMMEDIATELY sends Arthur to search Gaius's chambers? "we're searching every room in town" my ass. Uther only trusts Gaius as far as he can throw him, which explain a lot about the way Gaius keeps begging Merlin to keep a low profile.

• this is maybe one of the gayest episodes. if you don't think so you're looking at the wrong couple.

• Gwen picked flowers for Morgana. MORGANA WAS READY TO FIGHT A CAVE MONSTER FOR HER GIRLFRIEND MAID. Don't talk to me.

• Merlin and Gwen's friendship is so heartwarming and pure and I've missed it!! wish the writers had remembered they were good friends later in the series

• Can we talk about Merlin being such a lovely boy. a literal ray of sunshine. can we.

• Gaius (in ep 1): "Magic shouldn't be used for idiotic pranks!!". Merlin (in ep 3): "okay so can I use it to save a man's life?" Gaius: "NO"

• I can't tell whether or not Gaius knows about the prophecy (if the writers had even decided at this point). He keeps making allusions to destiny and great things to come, so it kind of sounds like he does?

• Merlin & Gaius having their first significant disagreement about the best approach to take to solve the problem at hand. They are Feelings vs Logic. I think fandom sometimes forgets young Merlin was fierce and opinionated as well as kind and sweet. Any boy less stubborn than him wouldn't have lasted long around Gaius. I think this is one of the ways in which they are similar — both headstrong and loath to back down when they believe they are right. Which they often do.

• Gwen only asking Merlin to remember her after she's executed 😭😭😭

• lol @ Merlin being laughed out of the room after his attempt at a heroic sacrifice. He really thought he was doing something.

• Arthur: "OBVIOUSLY he's not a sorcerer!! leave him alone. he's mentally ill and in love and stupid. did I mention stupid"

• the elemental solution was kind of stupid (the beast is made of clay > water + earth, so it can be defeated by fire + wind?). They literally didn't know it was going to work. MERLIN SWEETIE WHAT WAS YOUR PLAN B. WHAT WAS YOUR PLAN A, EVEN

• great Afanc monster clearly just a guy in a suit. that's just Steve from the make-up department.

• Merlin casting his spell without a care for who hears it. BABE YOU'LL GET CAUGHT

• I know the last exchange between Merlin and Morgana is meant to be a gag but it’s also sad how relieved and happy Merlin is at hearing Morgana say she knows his secret, and her asking if she can talk to him about it :(

All in all a cute little episode, not much to say about it

funny/notable quotes:

• UTHER (to Morgana): Have you ever seen an enchantress? Believe me, they bear no sign, no mark. There is no sense of evil in the eye. (👀)

• KILGHARRAH: You are but one side of a coin. Arthur is the other.

[songmingisthighs]

Look at him barely admitting out loud that "yeah I made a mistake, wtv, she's the immature one" because he KNOWS they will put his head in a stick after he comes clean

Feeling guilty is not enough if you're still having the audacity to victim blame her for protecting herself after being hurt and DISRESPECTED AS SHIT, God I hate that mindset, because yeah for sure, his majesty should just wait comfortably for the person he insulted to come back and initiate an 'adult conversation'

Stupid fuck, and now your kid is missing her as well and putting himself in danger to look for her (though we do know that he does that on his own as infants do, I'll give him that)

Anyway, I'm invested, I'm angry, (I'm thankful for you and your updates) and I'm sad for baby Kijoong, yn adopt him please and thank u <3

i mean... i think people are being unfair to wbn!hj bc if (y/n)'s feelings and action are justified due to her past then shouldn't wbn!hj too ?? people quantifies the mistakes but we don't really consider what behaviour is considered a mistake in the eyes of hj. both of them were wrong, they were childish, but hj is the only one receiving the hits because... a girl was the victim to his idiocy ?? come on, have some grit.

i don't think the way hj is approaching this issue is because he wants to cover his ass but it's more towards "we're in this situation for my kid who needs help and i want to approach the issue at hand but how can i when the other person is missing?" like contrary to popular believe, hj was just trying to be a good dad with all the shit he has and he's not being given enough credit. that in mind as men can't multitask, he made mistakes and idiotic steps and didn't realize because man just wanna live and he's still trying to navigate

[thelikesoffinn]

So...I'm a cat mum. I have a mighty good boy living with me, he's the cutest little bastard and I don't think any other cat will ever be able to top him. Your cats are all lovely, I'm sure, but my baby is the best.

I got him when I was nothing but a depressed, lonely teenager. I swear to god, I couldn't even take care of myself then and yet somehow, for some reason, the universe decided to give me this black furry idiot to take care of and I couldn't be more grateful.

Because back then, at age 19, when my estranged aunt brought over her cat because she couldn't keep him any longer, this little piece of fluff and I took one look at each other and we were a package deal.

I, the eldest child of a narcissistic father and an emotionally abusive mother and him, a sweet and loving cat that was given from person to person to person because, at some point, something else always became more important to them than he was.

A good combination, eh? No wonder we're obnoxiously co-dependant.

Well. Since that day, my boy has been cuddling up next to me every day. I really never need to reach far, he's always somewhere close by. He follows me to the bathroom and everything. And he hasn't left my side for any substantial amount of time, not once.

I mean, shit.

My boy was with me when I was so depressed that I couldn't move. When I felt so alone and tired that I wouldn't, couldn't, get up even if the building threatened to collapse around me he was still there, snoring into my ear or rubbing his head against my palm so I would pet him.

He was just there, and I felt just this tiny bit less alone. That tiny bit less useless, because I could pour all my love and affection - shit I never got with my mother and sister - onto him, and we'd both be better. Or I was, at least, and I hope he was too.

Anyone who reads this has probably already decided that I'm a total nut job - which I'm not going to deny, I know I sound super insane - but the thing is...I've had cats all my life. But never a cat like him. if I was just this tiny bit more spiritual I would probably go around telling people that he's my familiar because I'm 99.999% sure that this is what this must be like.

My baby is well and truly the bestest out of all of them.

And now I think...my baby is going to die.

This feels stupid to say and even stupider to type out, but lately, whenever I look at him I can just...feel it. I can feel that this is the end and I can't tell anyone because who would believe that? That I just...feel it?

But I do and I feel myself saying goodbye multiple times over each day. I cry all the damn time because I just know it's coming and I can't fucking stop it.

We've been to the vet, he's absolutely fine. Needed some meds for very small things, but once that was taken care of there was nothing off with him.

But he's old. I call him baby and boy, but truth is: He's old. He's eighteen or nineteen years old - ancient for a cat - and old age is something that I can't do anything about.

Do you know this weird story of the guy who's immortal and can grant immortality to one other person? But it would be only the one? And despite having many friends and lovers, he never grants any of them immortality and always sees them off gracefully until one day his current lover begs him to grant them immortality so that they could be together forever and he just goes: As much as I'd love to, I can't do so. Someone else has it.

And, in the end, the someone is his cat. The dude chose his cat over everybody else. He could've taken anyone and he took his Feline friend as his forever partner and if I could, so would I. In a heartbeat.

But I can't and it's really beating me down.

Every day feels like I'm getting ready to say goodbye to my closest friend and I just...I can't.

I can't.

[crushculture03]

Chapter 21

The next morning jules woke up to a whispered conversation happening between charli and george. "Where was he last night george? He didn't even care to text her, he just left her in the blue" charli said, "He left with jade I think they went out to a bar, i saw them get into a car and then thats the last i saw of him until this morning" he responded back, "I'm going to kill that twat, doesn't he know he has a girlfriend? Who he claims he loves, what is he doing messing around with this girl? Is he a complete idiot?" she responded back, anger evident in her voice.

" I don't know, i'm going to talk to him about it because this is ridiculous, hes one of my bestfriends but this is such a dick move on his part, I cant believe him" george groaned. "Let me know how it goes, i'll be here with jules " charli resopnded.

Soon jules heard the door open and close signaling george had now left, she quickly shut her eyes pretending like she was still sleeping and didn't just hear their conversation. She felt a dip in the bed as charli sat down next to her, jules opened her eyes and slowly sat up to face her friend. "Hey jj how you feeling?" charli asked her friend, "A bit better, I want to talk to him charli I can't hide forever and i love him, if theres any way we can fix this then I'm willing to do it" jules responded, and got out of bed.

"If thats what you want then I can't stop you, just be careful and know I'm here if you need anything ok?" charli said, getting up to embrace the blonde. Jules smiled and hugged her friend back, "Thank you Charli i appreciate it, I'll let you know how it goes" and with that jules grabbed the last of her things, and nervously made her way to her and mattys room.

She hesitantly turned the door handle, slowly, she opened the door to reveal her boyfriend sitting on the bed with his head in his hands. His head popped up when he heard the sound of the door closing, "Jules?" he asked, "Hi matty" she responded and walked further into the room. She sat down next to him, her heart beating out of her chest, "I'm so sorry baby, I don't know what I was thinking, well truly i wasn't thinking I was so stupid and i'm sorry" matty said.

Jules felt tears brim her eyes, but refused to let any fall as she responded "Yeah you weren't thinking matty, you didn't even care that i left yesterday, not one text or call came in from you, and while you were partying it up with jade I was crying in Charlis arms because my boyfriend was out with another girl and completely ignored me" she responded, a few tears fell from her eyes from the anger she was feeling. "I'm sorry julie, I wish I could take it back I really do, fuck I'm so stupid I'm so sorry" he pleaded with the girl.

The rational part of her brain told her to break up with him, she knew she shouldnt forgive him, but love messes with your brain and blinds you from the right decision sometimes. "I forgive you, but i swear to god matthew healy if you pull that shit again, we're through" she firmly responded, he nodded his head and pulled her into hug. Jules reluctantly hugged him back, part of her mind telling her this was a mistake, but her heart wanted him back so thats what she did.

"Why don't I take you out when we get to leeds? I know we have a travel day today and can't really do anything, but let me make it up to you tomorrow, is that ok?" matty asked, looking up at jules with hopeful eyes. She nodded her head "Yeah that sounds great matty" she said, and smiled widely. "Here let me get your stuff " matty said, getting up and picking up her and his suitcase. "Thanks Matty" she said, "Jules really I am sorry, I can't believe i was so fucking stupid, you know I love you right" he said walking up to her, he quickly dropped the suitcases and pulled her into him.

Jules looked up at her boyfriend, she could see he meant what he was saying when he apologized, truthfully she wanted to just drop the topic it happened and she just wanted to forget it.

She leaned forward and kissed him "I love you too matty, lets just drop it ok? I wanna be over it" she responded, matty nodded his head in response "Yeah of course". "Good, now lets head out, don't want to be late" she said, as she was about to pull away, matty pulled her back in and kissed her passionately, "Thats to make up for missing last nights kiss". Jules blushed, "well thank you babe" she giggled, "But seriously now we gotta go, jaime is blowing up my phone" she said, and as if on que her phone started to vibrate signalling that he was texting her. "Yeah lets head out" and with that matty picked the suitcases back up and the two headed down to the lobby.

A/N : next chapter will be heartbreaking for the two just a heads up it's gonna be intense

[the-firebird69]

And he says we didn't get to the good part and that was Pope Francis and we say why are they going to put you in the tomb and yeah that's the answer and he says oh that's why this is what were you saying little kid they're going to make you do it no you are saying it but you didn't believe it and they will hold you there they say so you have no choice really look at them Steam coming out of his ears so you're forced to do it you'll take over cuz you don't have people there. I'm going to have your eyes Billy Hicks I need them for a moment if you mind who cares if you mind our son and daughter say and they do need his eyes it's going to start and it will begin shortly. These trumpsters are causing problems with people and they won't shut up more practically anybody can kill them because of it and they don't get it and the idiots mouthing off this is yeah I get you killed why. She says you do it I said in a few months I probably will and explains why you're all gone. So they won't get it because they're not smart enough to see simple math it's very true and Trump is a complete screaming idiot. I'm tired of that little babies running around screaming the math they're horrible.

Pope Francis is dead they're going to hold the character out he's going to return over and over to try and revive the character yuck and they are going to try and put him into the tomb and have a funeral using the real thing over and over. And yeah this has a moron a bunch of movies happened because of him and they start up real quick and ben is in them. Her son says he's an a****** to me people should have gotten him off me now I'm going to handle the situation and everybody's going to regret it badly and then Arnold says he's just going to sachet around and take over because we're all a bunch of f****** heathens and we're morons screaming at him telling him this is what he's doing and it doesn't work he knows that you guys have similar stuff you probably won't do it but he has to stop people but Trump is definitely going to try and do it and Tommy f and we definitely have to kill him and we're definitely after it now there's going to be a big fight today and forwards over it but Italy is going to be a mess we guarantee it he is going to be declared a massive fraud but they want him in the tomb. It's going on now and pretty soon he will be gone forever for real people are saying it too this guy we have to get him out so that is the fact but the effect in the long run is that he is going to try to hit everybody there to take all the jobs back so it takes a little bit and right now they're going for 70%, but he won't try for real even after the tomb until he's like locked out but our son says it's going to be right after because those two things will happen at that time he won't have people there and he'll emerge from the tomb to find them gone we agree with that Siri and we state that is most likely real we're getting ready to go to war with this little punk and take him out we need our people in we are going to have a hectic day today and we need some things here fixed mostly it is their attitude then not to harm our son ASAP too and with that I will say this is going to change Eastern Europe is what they call it that whole area is going to be embroiled and will start kicking Trump's out for what they're saying and doing that's another huge side effect but what he does is going to change the Earth forever new people will no longer enjoy any freedom and he's a moron okay this guy is intending on blowing up his own areas to launch and he says it I don't care if most of my forces here and really they are it is a pitiful pitiful brain that you have there that guy is to be pity he is obscenely stupid and you don't feel bad for you but this is your fate if you choose to sit there and support him a lot of you do and you're not seeing what he's about and he is saying he has the computer and he is fooled by the people who built it because they do like 80% of what he wants and it's gross because part of what he wants is to destroy his own people more or less and yeah it's disgusting but hey that's what's happening there's some other aspects to this it must be noted but this has to be told right now

Thor Freya

The head devils will be released upon the Earth and the whole higher level up and he wants to take them over to control them and he'll be the one doing it. And that's where people think Lilith and the devil are and there was a period of time at O'Connor where a ton of priests were dying and if he were here he could tell you about it but he's dead too

Zues Hera

Okay so this moron is going to go activate the things that are going to take over his job and he's a p**** and we can't stand him now what do we do

Black widow

We set up a back and count the coin no this guy has to go and what an idiot he's going to take over the president's job and this guy won't get back in and okay he wants to take over as a demon and his practicing being pushed around and really that's not how it works and he says he can do it and he's insane of course our friend says and you can't do it and you can't hide your mind and you suck at it and people don't go streaming through even though you made all this noise probably for that effect which didn't work he says

Bg

Wow that's f****** bad now I know what you mean we really don't do it and this is disgusting oops

Mac Daddy

Olympus

[casspurrjoybell-28]

Alpha's Addiction - Chapter 6a

*Warning Adult Content*

Journey - Part 1 - Kao

I scramble for my knife, searching for a few seconds before I realize they must have taken it.

Which makes sense if they're choosing to hold us captive.

But we are not tied up... I hear his heavy footsteps... I know they're his, how can I not when the closer he gets to the tent the butterflies in my stomach feel like they'll fly up my throat.

Curse it. It's not by my choice.

Just this stupid mate bond.

I quickly lie back beside Oliver, pretending to be asleep.

Perhaps he will proceed with less caution if he thinks I'm still out and I'll be able to make a move.

I hear the fabric pulling back.

"Ah. You are awake," his deep voice startles me.

Fuck. Of course.

I should've known tricking him would be harder than that.

I sit up, glaring at him.

"Whatever you plan to do to us, I promise it will not end well for you."

"Do to you? Why make it sound like that?"

He raises an eyebrow.

"Because that's how you Alphas work. Y-you always act on your selfish desires."

"If the selfish desire is to keep my mate and his pup safe, then yes. I do act on that."

I scoff.

"Don't you sugarcoat it, dickhead. I'm not an idiot. So, what? Do you plan on keeping me captive until I go along with this mate shit? It won't work. I'll never submit to you."

He's quiet for a moment, studying me.

He still gives nothing away by his expression and it's absolutely infuriating.

"I do not wish to force you into anything. But.. There are rogues in these woods. Predators. You are easy targets, an Omega and a pup. I cannot let you leave my protection."

"Fuck you. We're not easy target."

"You are covered in bruises. You collapsed, bleeding in my arms. Am I supposed to believe those injuries did not come from an assailant?"

"I... I am fine. He's dead."

"It does not change the fact that there are others out there who will hurt you."

"So assuming every damn wolf in these woods is out to get us... how can I trust you?"

"I am your mate," he replies, like it's the most explanatory reason in the world as to why I should let my guard down.

Fat chance.

"First of all, no. No. We're not..."

"Deny what you will. The evidence is what you feel in your chest, as I do in mine. Your wolf longs for me, does it not?"

My cheeks flush in embarrassment, annoyed by the fact that he's right.

Not that I'd ever admit it.

"I feel nothing for you," I snap.

He goes quiet. He looks hurt. Hah.

I can't imagine why.

He barely knows me.

Why would what I think of him matter?

He could just snatch up another Omega, if he wanted.

An Omega far more suited for him than me.

And it's not like an Omega reciprocating affection has ever been necessary.

He can take what he wants, like all the others do.

Still, I feel the need to justify myself, for some reason.

But no words come to my tongue.

Instead, I give him a withering glare, wrapping my arms around Oliver protectively.

His eyes are icy, boring through my soul.

I've definitely angered him.

"Will you tell me your name, at least?" he asks, any warmth gone from his tone.

I stubbornly look away, refusing to answer.

He huffs in displeasure, before retreating.

"Fine then. You are not to leave. Do not even think of running."

Then he roughly throws the tent open and storms off.

I make a rude gesture in the direction he left in, gritting my teeth.

Fuck this guy.

A while later, the female Alpha I know as Lonnie comes to our tent.

She's got pale, ivory skin and large black eyes, making her look insect-like.

Her hair is dark brown, cut short.

I regard her with suspicion.

"I'm only here to tell you that we're heading back to the pack now."

"The pack?" I ask, looking to the recently awakened Oliver who still looks half asleep.

Poor baby.

He must've been so tired.

"Yes. Our pack. The Nightshade Pack. Cyrus, your mate, is our Alpha. He's needed back at home."

Alpha.

I quickly process the information.

So he's their leader.

Which means I've run from one crazy Alpha of a pack who forced me to be his mate to another who actually is my mate and also seems to want to force me to go along with it.

Or at least hold me captive.

'He's no different from Zacan'.

My wolf bristles at the statement, not liking what I'm suggesting.

"Chop chop. We're leaving within the hour," she urges, then leaves before I can make a retort.

I sigh, putting my face in my hands.

What can I do?

They'll catch us if we try to escape.

And even if we do manage, where will we go?

I tried to follow the North Star and look where that's gotten me.

I have to accept I have no talent for navigation.

Oliver and I may end up alone and lost in the woods, starving.

I can't risk that.

I make a decision there and then.

We will go with these wolves.

For now.

If they can provide food and shelter, I can't pass that up.

Moon Goddess knows Oliver needs it.

He looks more exhausted than I do, and he's not even the one with multiple injuries.

"Are we gonna go with them, Mama?" he asks in a small voice.

"Yes," I reply, hoping my voice doesn't waver.

"But do not tell them where we came from. Nothing. We cannot risk rumors spreading and getting back to Zacan. He'd find us."

Oliver nods solemnly.

He's always listened well.

I hear his stomach growl just then and know I must find food.

Even if it means leaving the tent I've been treating as my safe haven from the world and situation, stirring outside.

I tentatively take Oliver out, holding him on my hip as he rests against my shoulder.

He's gotten so big, man.

My arms already feel like they're going to fall off.

But I ignore the strain of my muscles, walking over to where an unfamiliar alpha stands.

"Excuse me? He's hungry," I tell him, causing him to whip around in surprise.

He must be Xavier.

The one Lonnie was talking to earlier.

He looks opposite of her.

He's brown, like me but about two shades darker.

His eyes can only be described as a mix between yellow and orange, like a sunset.

He has long dreadlocks tied up in a semi-knot on his head, some of the longer strands trailing down his back.

"You have such light footsteps," he remarks, eyes wide as he surveys me and my son.

"He's hungry," I repeat.

"Yes," he bows his head.

"I will fetch him food right away, Luna."

The title catches me off guard.

"You're mistaken," I say, narrowing my eyes at him.

"That is not what I am."

He looks confused for a moment, before bowing his head again.

"My apologies."

Then he walks over to the fire, getting the food where it sits in a lidded pot beside it.

*

Cyrus won't leave me alone.

Although we do not speak to each other, he refuses to move from my side as we travel through the forest.

Cyrus, Lonnie and Xavier are all transformed into their wolves, while Oliver and I remain in human form.

Oliver doesn't even know how to transform yet.

And me... well I've barely transformed since I got pregnant with him.

Once Omegas were deemed 'of age' we weren't allowed outside much, which is the only place our wolves could run free.

On my other side Xavier flanks Oliver and I and Lonnie walks behind us.

We're completely surrounded.

I wonder if it's for our protection or so we don't make a run for it.

Maybe both.

I've been concealing my injured ankle, doing my best to hide the ache that smarts my leg with every step.

But it only gets worse as we go on, the pain increasing until it feels like a knife tearing through my ligaments.

I feel annoyed that I haven't healed yet.

But then again, Omegas heal slower.

Abruptly, I stumble to the ground, cursing as I let out a whine at the hurt.

Immediately, Cyrus stops, looking to me with urgency.

I can't walk. I'm weak, dehydrated, exhausted beyond belief.

I can't go on.

I really can't.

[inspotlight]

❝    with    you    showing    me    all    the    time    how    much    you    love    me,    i    know    i'll    get    there.    i    know    it's    going    to    take    time,    but    i'm    so    happy    to    just    be    here    with    you    getting    on    with    our    lives    again.    ❞    she    says,    smiling    softly    at    him.    she    loves    hearing    him    tell    her    he    loves    her;    it    never    gets    old.    she'll    always    love    hearing    those    sweet    words.    ❝    i    love    you,    baby.    i    just    wanted    to    be    around    you    back    then,    i    don't    know    if    in    the    moment    i    was    actually    thinking    about    making    sure    you    were    okay,    since    i    didn't    really    know    what    was    going    on,    but    i    knew    i    wanted    to    distract    you    when    all    of    that    was    happening...    now    i    understand    it    a    lot    more.    ❞    she    must    look    like    an    idiot    with    the    way    her    grin    is    spreading    over    her    face,    but    she    adores    him,    and    his    compliments    are    so    sweet.    ❝    we're    pretty    lucky    to    be    such    a    talented    couple...    able    to    put    all    our    sweet    songs    down    on    paper,    record    them,    making    something    so    beautiful    together.    ❞    

❝    ricky,    you    are    my    home.    i'll    always    feel    at    home    as    long    as    you're    with    me.    even    with    everything    i've    been    through    and    had    to    deal    with,    you've    always    been    the    home    of    my    heart.    ❞    she    tells    him,    pressing    a    kiss    to    the    underside    of    his    jaw.    she    hopes    he    knows    how    much    she    truly    loves    him    and    how    soothing    he    is    for    her    soul.    that    he    brings    her    the    kind    of    inner    peace    some    can    only    ever    dream    of.    ❝    okay...    alright,    good.    i    know    you    can    see    to    the    very    heart    of    me,    but    people    who    don't    know    me    like    you    do?    i'm    scared    they    won't    understand.    it    was    a    lot.    it    was    hard    and    it    got    scary    at    times    and    i    don't    want    people    to    act    like    i'm    a    liar    or    making    things    up    because    i    put    on    this    stupid    facade    for    so    long.    ❞    ricky    could    see    how    much    she    was    faking    in    her    last    relationship,    but    the    rest    of    the    world    adored    her    ex-boyfriend,    and    she    was    pretty    sure    she    knew    what    they    were    going    to    think.    her    songs    weren't    nasty,    but    they    weren't    nice,    either.    

❝    i'm    excited    to    get    away    with    you,    my    love.    it's    going    to    be    nice    to    see    her    and    explore    a    little    bit.    i    need    to    get    away    from    la    for    a    while,    but    i    don't    want    to    leave    you,    you    know?    ❞    he    was    her    safety,    her    comfort,    her    favorite    person    in    the    entire    world,    and    she    wanted    him    around    all    the    time.    ❝    i    would    really    like    to    get    you    in    the    studio    for    that    one    song,    and    then    the    album    will    be    almost    completely    complete.    i    can't    believe    i'm    actually    to    this    point...    i'm    glad    we're    back    together,    though.    that    i    can    get    you    on    this    song.    it    means    the    world    to    me.    ❞    she    wraps    herself    around    him    as    he    turns    off    the    tv,    no    longer    bathed    in    the    blue    glow    from    the    screen.    she    giggles    as    he    stands,    lifting    her    up    in    the    process,    her    arms    wrapped    around    his    neck.    ❝    sleep    sounds    good,    but    cuddling    sounds   ��even    better.    ❞

    ❝    right, right… that makes sense. it's a lot... the reinforcement and all that. and you'll get there. you will...    ❞    he really believes that- and well- no matter how long it does take, he's going to keep telling her- letting her know- and one day she'll really believe it, know it. beyond the ways she knows just because it's him...    ❝    i love you, angel... i love you so much.    ❞    talking about their childhoods, how they've grown up together... it's such a comforting thing. even when the subject is hard sometimes, she makes it easy. she's the one person he's always been able to talk to.    ❝    we just… we were always there for each other i think... and i always, always loved spending time with you more than anything, even when we were just kids like that. you're my best friend. and i love that about us.    ❞    a bright grin on his face at her compliment.    ❝    well thank you- and that works out because… you, my love, are the most talented person i know.    ❞    

he appreciates that even though they are in this new place, in this new life, that she does still have her family so close by. it's good for her- especially with all she's been through, and as she's able to reconnect with her life and herself... and well- she's always been close with her moms and her lola. living close to them now just- makes sense. but he does appreciate that nini does usually come home to him every night too. that they're really in this together...    ❝    i love coming home to you- and i love when you come home to me. that you can like- feel at home here, with me... that you want to take comfort in me, in us... it means a lot.    ❞    she's staying- and that means the absolute world to him, even as he has spent time working through those fears. with her nuzzling his shoulder, he beams.    ❝    oh yeah, absolutely, neens. it does sound authentic- it's clear it's like- you... it's yours... and i think people just- just because they thought you were happy doesn't mean they won't be able to hear your pain now when you sing about this stuff.    ❞    they may not have understood then, but they'd be able to hear it in her songs, even if they still don't make those connections completely.

    ❝    then that's what we'll do. take a little trip together, see mimi, see the city... just have an adventure- enjoy a little getaway. i think a week away together could be really good for us.    ❞    he beams.    ❝    and i'm really proud of you, nini. you're almost done with your second album... that's really amazing.    ❞    ricky really does want to try to tell her the good things like this as much as he can when he thinks them. he really does just think she's amazing... in so many ways. at her agreement, he grins.    ❝    sounds good, my love… let's go to bed.    ❞    he grabs the remote and turns off the tv, setting it aside before moving aside the blanket she'd grabbed.    ❝    okay, up we go!    ❞    a warning, as he scoops her up in his arms and just before he gets up from the couch.    ❝    i think we both could use some sleep-    ❞    

[coffeeandbatboys]

The Art Of Stupidity (Peter Quill x Fem!reader)

In which Peter nearly gets killed because he's a dumba** so you do a lot of screaming at him.

Warnings: swearing (whaa ikr?) Injury, insult to injury, Rocket being himself, Peter being an idiot (aka himself) mebbe some slight foreshadowing for vol. 3 but it ain't a spoiler if you don't think too much about it.

"Rocket, where's Peter?" You gasped.

In your glorious retreat back to the Bowie, you'd lost him in the chaos that he caused. How does the idea of stealing a heavily secured antique piece of junk sound now?

"He had to go and get the damn Zune he dropped in the hallway of that security station."

"He told me he was down to one blaster!?" You shrieked, realizing that this was not, in fact, going well.

"And he's the lazy asshole who didn't charge them up!"

"You didn't think to, I dunno, COVER HIM?" You flapped your arms in disbelief.

"Hell no, you're the girlfriend!." The insufferable Raccoon snarled. "If you wanna go get Star munch, he's all yours missy."

You muttered under your breath as you turned to go get your boyfriend. "That stupid Zune is gonna be the death of him someday I swear. Thanks a lot, Yondu."

You readied your blaster and dodged bullets in the space between the ship and aforementioned security station, before kicking the door open to find an incredibly absurd sight.

The Doobie Brother's 'What a Fool Believes' blasted from the ridiculous object he went back for, as he was trying in vain to fight off the security droids. Sighing, you stepped in and blasted to your heart's delight, until the two of you (or, mostly you) successfully eradicated the rest of them.

"Thanks, babe." Peter offered a sheepish smile and you just rolled your eyes in frustration.

"Let's go before these guys blow a freaking hole in our ship!" You growled.

His eyes widened and the smile dropped. "Ohh ok yeah you're like really mad."

Once again you we're crossing the distance back to the ship, only this time, you didn't dodge one of the bullets as it lodged itself in your calf. You were already frustrated beyond rational capacity, and physical pain just added insult to injury. But you were too hyped up on adrenaline to care. Tumbling into the ship, Peter in tow, you sat down and glared.

He wasn't sure whether to apologize or leave you be, when he noticed your leg trembling. That's when your world went fuzzy and you sorta just, checked out of reality while somehow staying conscious.

"Shit! I need a med pack and a pair of tweezers." He hollered for anyone in earshot as the ship lifted off and set out for Knowhere. Soon, the bullet was pulled out of your leg and the med pack placed over the hole.

And this...this, is where you snapped back to reality.

"You asshole!" You screamed, "You could've gotten yourself killed!"

Kraglin, who had brought the medical supplies, just cringed and stepped away, leaving you two alone.

"I'm sorry, y/n..."

"Sometimes I feel like that stupid thing is more important than any of us!"

You regretted the statement as soon as it left your mouth. The Walkman was one of the only things he had left of his younger years, and when his father had destroyed that, the Zune was all he had left of Yondu.

His eyes fell and your heart broke. He moved to stand up, but you stopped him.

"No—wait. I'm sorry. I shouldn'tve said that. I'm sorry." You repeated.

He relaxed and sat back down, giving you a lopsided apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry I freaked you out. I wasn't trying to get killed back there. I feel like it was my fault that you got shot, too."

"Its fine, baby." You smiled sadly. "If I hadn't been seeing red, I probably would've payed more attention."

The med pack needed a bit more time, and Rocket was calling for him, so he kissed your forehead, then your nose, before finally catching your lips in a sweet, tender kiss.

One that would take priority over anything else.

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