#no one could've prepared me for that gut punch

[escapismblue]

just learned about Emerl/Gemerl's backstory.

who the fuck was gonna tell me that Sonic basically adopted Emerl and then had to fucking destroy him?

why did no one warn me that I would be sobbing at nearly 6am because why can't Sonic have one good thing?

I knew Emerl died but no one told me it would be that fucking traumatic.

[hhonghu]

My love for Albedo and Rubedo have returned to punch me in the gut

I'm picturing a scenario where Rubedo comes across Albedo's s/o and they don't notice any difference, so they treat him just like they would Albedo and end up taking part in some intimate activities

And would you look at that, now he's in love with Albedo's partner too

Guess there's gonna be some sort of competition now :)

(Not a request, just brainrotting)

[Thirst]!

those two will be pulling each other's hair i can see it lol

oh poor ruebedo! drowning in your affections that was meant for your albedo. you didn't notice the star gone from his neck, the one you called pretty all the time when you compliment albedo. you approach him from the back with an embrace, nuzzling his hair and asking how his day has been. ruebedo tensed, unsure how to react. shit, it was albedo's lover. he can't be identified, he mustn't. so he tries, tries to act the way he believes albedo would act with you; turning around and hugging you back, burying his head in your chest and you're none the wiser, returning back his affection.

oh, tsk tsk, reader you're meanie! how dare you! you've captured his heart, all the while albedo was gone and he was in his place, he was spoiled with your love. your arm around him as he sits down with you on the couch (i know there's no couch in his lab but bear with me lol) and relaxing by the fire, you playing with his hair occasionally. you tell him about your day, saying how you missed him and wished he was by your side. rubedo was feeling warm, hot. the way you say it, it makes his stomach churn in want. how could albedo keep you from him? the way you caress him, telling him how you love him, makes jealousy burn inside him. he must have you, albedo can't! albedo doesn't deserve you! he's always away doing god knows what but he's here! he'll let you take him, he'll be yours!

so he takes action. he makes the first move, sitting on your lap and wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close, kissing you. you were taken aback at first as your albedo was shy when it comes to being intimate with you but you won't complain, you were excited more than anything, believing your "albedo" wants you.

one things leads to another and now we have ruebedo being fucked sensless on the couch, face buried in the pillow and eyes crossed as your hips thrust in a fast pace. "hghuk—! [name]! slo—slow down! you're gonna make me cum! i'll ohh— i'll cum!", you hips thrust faster, hips snapping against his ass and leaning down his ear, "go on, albedo, cum for me." ruebedo screams, in both frustration and pleasure, cum shooting out and ruining the couch below. as he catches his breath he thinks, he'll make you say his name.

after pulling out, you kiss his temple, praising how good he was for you. you help him lie down in a comfortable position and tell him you'll get him cleaned up. as you prepare a washcloth, you were unaware of the real albedo entering the cave, seeing his doppelgänger lying so comfortably on the couch and seethes. look like there's a pest he needs to take care of.

could've gone for a better route and have a threesome with both ruebedo and albedo but i like to see fights hehheheh maybe right after? tame them a bit and they'll be pliant. and to make them get along, you fuck their holes! <33 (should've done this tbh lmao)

[bearboiferer69]

Haribo Sugar-Free

Want to lose weight? Eat gummy bears! But not the regular ones. Sit down, I got a story. I was at Tesco some time ago and I realized that I haven't eaten gummy bears in at least 10 years. So there I was, 44 years old, looking at gummy bears like a kid. And I found a pack: Haribo Sugar-Free. Aight, no sugar, maybe it won't burn out my gums since I haven't eaten any sweets in a looooong time. I bought a 2kg pack and happily approached the register. Behind me is some old dude. He taps my arm and says:

-Just please don't eat too many, I bought some for my granddaughter and she didn't leave the bathroom for two days.

I enter my house (of course I don't say anything as I live alone, no woman is brave enough to gaze upon my beautiful, sphrerical body), I eat my lunch and I keep thinking about those gummy bears more and more. I quickly ate the porchops (made 4 days prior, but that's beside the point) and I open the pack. Those gummy bears, oh brother, they're so beautiful! If only you could see it. They're not some random gummy wummies from the shop, literally every bear is looking at you and smiling. It yearns for you to consume him. And so I did. In the meantime my doorbell rang- turns out, my brother came by with my nephew. So we're just sitting there, me and my brother drinking coffee, the kid drinking some juice out of a tall glass like beer. We fucking obliterated like 3 quarters of that pack (like, 1.5 kilo), when I heard bubbling. But not bubbling like a fart in the bathtub, more like what Tibetan Monks sing. Kid is now red, head hung low, he could have even cleaned the glass before the bubbling stopped.

-Dad, poop time

-Yeah, I can hear time

As my brother was getting up, he only managed to look at me with eyes the size of quarters and he farted so loudly I thought it would rip his pants. He literally sounded like an old Wartburg, for solid 10 seconds.

-What the fuck did you give us?

-Normal Gumm...

And suddenly I felt like I was punched in the stomach. I folded so hard that I fell from my chair. And farted.

What happened later was a fecaliopocalypse. The kid of course didn't make it to the toilet, he shat all over the kitchen doorway and a bit in the corridor. My brother took a nice, new, 5 litter pot and shoved it under him last minute, and after 3 seconds it was fucking leaking. Not only did he fucking shit all over the pot, he's now looking at me like I did something unforgivable. And I'm shitting on the floor and screaming in pain, because I feel like zombies are biting me. My brother is seconding me, kid is following in a soprano. Great performance, besides visual experiences we also got singing and breakdancing in convultions.

After 5 minutes the first wave ended. Which fucking moron came up with the idea of gummy bears which transform into polar bears in your guts? My brother is looking at me, I'm looking at him, the kid is looking straight forward blankly. Even he never produced something like that, and besides the story with the cigarette he also has other experiences under his belt. I just went to get a bucket, and that was a great decision. The second wave came so suddenly that I barely had the time to sit over the bucket. The kid is making wet farts and I'm holding the bathroom door with dear life as the fury of Satan destroys the bucket. My brother is sitting exhausted on a chair and says:

-Allright, this one's gonna be dry

From his expression I deduced, that that's not quite the case. He quickly started to fold and fell from the chair, straight into his previous pile of shit. This wave lasted for something around 20 minutes, and I felt that if another one was to come, I would be shitting out extraterrestial matter, because there is no more shit in me at this point. In the meantime I hear my pipes banging. If the old hag living one floor below us knew what we were going thru she could've only knocked at the lid of her own coffin.

When the fourth wave came we were prepared almost strategically- the kid took the toilet cuz it's the most comfortable, and me and my brother sat at the edge of the bathtub. And we waited. Suddenly I hear the same kind of sound as an incoming enemy Apache. And so began a landing that lasted for another 40 minutes. This was a new record. I never knew I had this much of anything inside of me- at some point I thought that my guts went mad and were flipping inside out. Suddenly, I hear banging on the front door.

-FUCK OFF!

-Mister Shitter, open up! This is the police!

-I'M SHITTING!

-I DON'T GIVE A SHIT, OPEN UP!

-FIVE MINUTES!

My insides allowed me to get up after twelve. I opened the door and I didn't even get a chance to get a good look at the cop before he fell down flat like a duck. The hag only whispered "oh God" and ran down the stairs. She got down two steps before her lights went out. I closed the door (and whilst doing so, I spilled some bear loot unto the stairwell) and I only managed to go up to the bathroom door before it began again. I felt like hot magma was leaving my volcano and creating new landscapes on the floor of my corridor. We had everything- rivers, small hills and ravines, even something shaped like our local police department. My defeated brother with a bleak stare fell down ass-first into the bathtub and just sat there, slowly but surely submerging himself by creating more liquid shit. I'm telling you, this looked way worse than those toilets in "Trainspotting".

In the end, we spent like, six hours fighting those bears. The kid has less capacity so after four hours he just sat in the corned and sobbed quietly. The flat was rented, so that kinda sucks, cuz I had to clean this up. After four days it was kinda ok (besides the smell), and I threw the bags into a local water treatment plant because after an hour of flushing it down my toilet it got clogged and had a small spill. I thought about getting the shit from the floor like water from an aquarium (yknow, latex tube, suckage and get working), but last minute my brother took the hose from my hand and hit me over the fucking head. When I was taking the bags down the stairwell I kept spilling some under the welcome mat of that old bitch, I hope she keeps this event in her memory till the end of her live.

EPILOGUE: That day, I lost 12 Kilo. TWELVE. No influencer can ever fucking tell me that their diet is more effective. After my week of absence in my security firm, they fired me. I got hired at a restaurant. And everytime some loud clients come along I give them a bowl of gummy bears "for the nice customers :)". The damn kids aren't gonna admit to their parents that they were eating candy. And I get to see their scrunched, small faces. My brother still doesn't talk to me but I have a feeling he'll get over it soon.

This one is dedicated to Big Boss and Bayonetta (you know who you are)

[karahalloway]

The hale and hearty man Liam had known all his life had been replaced. Constantine had gone downhill rapidly in the scant few weeks since he’d last seen him. The man in front of him now was frail, weak, and puny. He barely looked like the father Liam remembered from a month ago as he lay, pale and listless, against the stark white hospital sheets.

Ah, crap... now I feel bad... No matter how much you may dislike someone, seeing them so ill is always a punch in the gut - especially when they're family

“You’ve been home for days!” A thread of his usual regal demeanor showed through as Constantine glared at his son.

...but now I don't feel so bad 😅 Even on his deathbed Constantine insists on being an ass 😒

“From being hurt and from being perceived as weak! And I was right! Look what happened! You broke an engagement, something that is unheard of for royalty, and a day after you announced your engagement to a non-council-approved commoner, the palace itself was attacked! You were attacked! She was attacked! Your best friend was shot and almost killed! Can you really tell me that you don’t believe those things are connected?”

....he has a point? Maybe? Though the whole thing could've been avoided if Constantine hadn't meddled in the first place

“Drake!” Constantine snorted, “If you’re smart, and you really intend to marry this girl, you’ll send Drake Walker far away from here!” Liam’s mouth fell open, “Why would you say that?” “That boy’s in love with her and if you can’t see it, you’re a fool!” “I’m aware of his feelings,” Liam scoffed. “Yet you still plan to make him her cultural attaché?”

...and the meddling continues 😒

“Because if a noblewoman from Cordonia, who was raised for it, couldn’t handle the pressures of the throne, I didn’t think that a waitress from New York could!” “Even if that had been true, it was my mistake to make! But it wasn’t a mistake! Riley is not a mistake! She can handle it; I wouldn’t have proposed to her if I didn’t believe that. How can you entrust me with an entire country, but not my own love life?”

And going back to the first point, Helena was left to fail. Because she didn't have a support network, Constantine was probably too busy with work, etc. to help her, be her emotional pillar, etc.

“I know,” he croaked out, “I’m sorry son. I was wrong. Can you ever forgive me?” “I want to,” Liam’s voice cracked, “but I don’t know if I can! I need a little time…” Constantine’s voice trembled, “Time is something I find myself in short supply of these days.”

“I’m not sure,” Riley lifted the linen napkin from her lap to her mouth then dropped it onto the table before continuing, “Were you involved with, or did you have knowledge of, the conspiracy to set me up and cause a false scandal?” Regina raised her eyebrows in appreciation as she lifted her glass, “Direct and to the point. I like it. That’s a good quality in a queen.”

“Oh, my dear, that’s simply not true,” Regina waved one hand in the air as she sat her drink down with the other, “Yes, I advocated for my niece because she was better prepared for the actual job. But anyone with eyes could see how Liam felt about you. I was prepared to take you under my wing and guide you into the role. Then the scandal broke. Are you telling me that was a setup?” “Are you telling me that you didn’t know that all along?” “Yes, dear, I am.”

Hmm... I know this is compliant with canon and all, but I find it hard to believe that Constantine would not confide in Regina... or for Regina to at least have suspicions... Not critiquing your fic btw! Like you said, Hinge is the most canon compliant fic you have - and it makes sense for Regina to want to distance herself from Riley bc of the scandal, so maye Constantine knew that was going to happen anyway, which is why he didn't feel the need to involve Regina in the plotting.

Regina closed her eyes briefly then fixed Riley with a level stare, “Well that explains your chilly attitude toward me. I can assure you that had I known about any such plot, I would have intervened and put an end to it.” Precisely why her husband hadn’t told her. “My husband can be misguided and pigheaded, but he loves his children. Whatever he did, I’m sure he thought it was in Liam’s best interests.”

Okay, I let her off the hook lol 😅 It is very much possible for spouses to do stuff behind the other spouse's back (especially if Regina is only playing a support role and is not 'queen' in the full sense of the word). And while she is surprised, she isn't surprised that Constantine was capable of something like that.

Regina smiled approvingly as she turned her attention back to the apple pie in front of her, “You do love Liam, that’s clear.” “Yes, I do.” “Well, that gives us some common ground, then, doesn’t it?” Riley studied the other’s woman’s face for a moment before begrudgingly conceding, “Yes, I believe it does.”

“I don’t care if they do! He took a bullet to save my life! And not just because he’s my guard, but because he loves me, and he loves Liam! Drake is not a liability and I think any monarch that seems indifferent to the health of the person that took a bullet to save them would be viewed by the public as cold and heartless!”

“How are you doing?” the older man asked as he made his way to Drake’s bedside. “What are you doing here?” “I guess I deserve that,” Bastien sighed as he sat in the chair next to the bed.

Not off to a great start, I see 🫣

“If you love me, how could you do what you did, huh? You just sat there and watched me go out of my mind trying to clear her name, the whole time knowing you had all the answers!” “Constantine ordered-“

I get where Bastien is coming from... he's served Constantine for decades. It's not that easy to just shift allegiances... But it's equally hard for Drake to understand why Bastien had no qualms about doing what he did... 😢

“But that was the last time I was privy to anything regarding her! When she didn’t show back up at court in the days following the coronation, I assumed she had chosen to leave the country. When Constantine ordered me to track her down and ensure she had left the country, I refused, as I’ve already told you. Furthermore, I have never refused a direct order from Liam. My volunteering information would have moved up the date that you had all the information, but it wouldn’t have helped you find Lord Lambros any faster because, as I’ve said, I didn’t know where he had gone.”

I don't envy Bastien... no matter what he would've done, someone was gonna get pissed at him 😅

“But she didn’t need her name cleared to be with you....” Drake stared at him in stunned silence before whispering, “Please tell me that you did not withhold this information because you thought you were helping me!” “I-“ his eyes dropped to his lap. “Bas! No! I didn’t want her by default! I wanted her name cleared so she could make an actual choice and because she doesn’t deserve to have something like that hanging over her for the rest of her life!”

...and again, the mess that is created when people don't talk to each other 😔

Now all he had to do was catch the would-be assassins and shut down whatever this new threat was, help Liam reassure the public that Cordonia was still a safe place to live, and keep their allies from deserting the ship all while planning and executing security for the royal wedding, an enormous undertaking under the best of circumstances, much less while he was functioning at a deficit, Liam and Riley were being targeted and his faith in whom he could trust had been shaken to it's core.

Meh... piece of cake 🤣 Just another Tuesday in Cordonia lol

The door opened again and this time it was Riley. He looked up, his breath caught in his throat, and his heart skipped a beat, just as it always did when he looked at her. Determination swirled through him. He couldn’t lose her. He wouldn’t lose her! He’d find a way to fix it all and keep her safe. He had to.

Hinge: Reconciliations

Series: Hinge.

Fandom: The Royal Romance/The Royal Heir

Pairings: Drake x Riley x Liam

Word count: 3,505

Rating: PG

Warnings: none  

A/N: A place where I feel canon failed us was never really letting Liam truly confront Constantine about his hand in the setup, nor Drake with Bastien. So I wrote it. This would take place not long after Homecoming Part Two.

Everything else: Master List.

 Liam x Constantine

“Finally, you come to see me!” Constantine struggled to sit up. A nurse hurried over to adjust his pillow then retreated quickly to give them privacy.

Liam felt so many emotions pull through him as he stood in his father’s presence for the first time since he’d learned that Constantine was behind the setup that had almost cost him the woman he loved.

He had been prepared with anger, hurt, righteous indignation, and condemnation. He would be well within his rights to express all of the above. But it lodged in his chest as his eyes took in the sight before him.

The hale and hearty man Liam had known all his life had been replaced. Constantine had gone downhill rapidly in the scant few weeks since he’d last seen him. The man in front of him now was frail, weak, and puny. He barely looked like the father Liam remembered from a month ago as he lay, pale and listless, against the stark white hospital sheets.

“You’ve been home for days!” A thread of his usual regal demeanor showed through as Constantine glared at his son.

Just like that, the anger was back as Liam returned his father’s glare, “I’ve been busy repairing what you tried to destroy!”

“What are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about Riley! You were behind the setup!”

A sliver of regret flitted through his eyes, before demanding, “Is that what all this is about?”

“All what?”

“This!” Constantine gestured around the palace’s private hospital room, “Do you think I haven’t noticed that I’m practically a prisoner in my own home? That my personal guards have been rotated out and replaced with men that I never chose? I may be dying but I am neither stupid nor blind!”

“I can’t trust you, Father!”

“I was trying to protect you, son!”

“From what? Being happy?”

“From being hurt and from being perceived as weak! And I was right! Look what happened! You broke an engagement, something that is unheard of for royalty, and a day after you announced your engagement to a non-council-approved commoner, the palace itself was attacked! You were attacked! She was attacked! Your best friend was shot and almost killed! Can you really tell me that you don’t believe those things are connected?”

“Yes, Father, I can! And I’ll tell you why! The attack on the palace was well coordinated and executed with precision. That took time to plan. Definitely more than a day. More than the few days between my broken engagement to Madeleine and the Homecoming Ball. That attack would have taken place regardless of who my fiancée was!”

“Hmph!” Constantine scoffed but he looked thoughtful for a moment before replying, “I’ll concede that might be true but Liam…son…I know you don’t want to hear this, but that girl isn’t trained for this! She-“

“She can learn everything she needs to learn! She’ll have advisors, friends, and plenty of support, she’s not like Leo’s mother who came here with nothing and nobody! She has the Beaumonts, she has Lady Hana and Olivia, she has Drake-“

“Drake!” Constantine snorted, “If you’re smart, and you really intend to marry this girl, you’ll send Drake Walker far away from here!”

Liam’s mouth fell open, “Why would you say that?”

“That boy’s in love with her and if you can’t see it, you’re a fool!”

“I’m aware of his feelings,” Liam scoffed.

“Yet you still plan to make him her cultural attaché?”

Liam laughed but there was no humor in it, “I see being confined to that bed under armed guard hasn’t kept you from your intelligence network.”

“Liam,” Constantine paused to catch his breath before continuing, “I’m not your enemy.”

“You certainly feel like my enemy right now,” Liam said brokenly as he finally sat, taking the chair next to his father’s bed, “Of all the people in the world, I never imagined it was you that tried to destroy me!”

“That wasn’t my intention, I love you! Everything I did, I did to protect you!”

“I want to believe that, to believe you, I really do,” he released a slow sigh as his fingers pinched the bridge of his nose, “please explain your reasoning. I’m listening.”

“Thank you. I just need a drink first,” Constantine reached for the water on the bedside table with shaking hands. Liam leaned forward and helped him steady the cup. When he was done, Constantine replaced the cup, took a deep breath, and began, “You know what happened with Leo’s mother, Helena.”

Liam nodded.

“I loved her. I was devastated when she left me. And weakened. It’s hard to rule from a place of heartbreak. I didn’t want to see that happen to you! I promised your mother, as she lay dying in my arms, that I would always protect you! I couldn’t watch history repeat itself, I couldn’t break my promise to Eleanor!”

Liam watched in astonishment as his father dissolved into tears. He had only seen his father cry once before, the night his mother had died. He shook his head as confusion spilled through him, “But why would you assume that history was going to repeat itself?”

“Because if a noblewoman from Cordonia, who was raised for it, couldn’t handle the pressures of the throne, I didn’t think that a waitress from New York could!”

“Even if that had been true, it was my mistake to make! But it wasn’t a mistake! Riley is not a mistake! She can handle it; I wouldn’t have proposed to her if I didn’t believe that. How can you entrust me with an entire country, but not my own love life?”

Constantine slumped against his pillows in defeat, “I thought I could save you pain down the road by breaking the two of you up before you got too attached. I didn’t realize that it was already too late. When I saw you after the coronation, I…I regretted my actions, but then the morning the engagement tour kicked off, you seemed in good spirits, so I thought maybe-“

“I was in good spirits because I had found the loophole! From there it was a matter of winning her trust back and finding Tariq so her name could be cleared. Neither of which was an easy task! Both of which pulled time and attention away from the very duties you wanted me focused on! All the pain and anguish I suffered was at your hands, not hers!”

“I know,” he croaked out, “I’m sorry son. I was wrong. Can you ever forgive me?”

“I want to,” Liam’s voice cracked, “but I don’t know if I can! I need a little time…”

Constantine’s voice trembled, “Time is something I find myself in short supply of these days.”

“I know,” Liam reached for his father’s hand, “that’s why I’m here. I’m not leaving until we’ve hashed this out.”

Tears streaked down the old man’s face as he squeezed his son’s hand and whispered, “Thank you.”

Riley x Regina

Riley pushed the food around on her plate disinterestedly. Her eyes flicked to the woman sitting across from her before dropping back to her plate.

Regina noticed, “I know you only agreed to this luncheon because Liam asked you to.”

Riley carefully placed her fork on the plate in front of her then leaned back in her chair, bringing her eyes up to the older woman’s face, “I would do anything for Liam.”

“Is having lunch with me really that bad?”

“I’m not sure,” Riley lifted the linen napkin from her lap to her mouth then dropped it onto the table before continuing, “Were you involved with, or did you have knowledge of, the conspiracy to set me up and cause a false scandal?”

Regina raised her eyebrows in appreciation as she lifted her glass, “Direct and to the point. I like it. That’s a good quality in a queen.”

“A position you never wanted me to assume.”

“Oh, my dear, that’s simply not true,” Regina waved one hand in the air as she sat her drink down with the other, “Yes, I advocated for my niece because she was better prepared for the actual job. But anyone with eyes could see how Liam felt about you. I was prepared to take you under my wing and guide you into the role. Then the scandal broke. Are you telling me that was a setup?”

“Are you telling me that you didn’t know that all along?”

“Yes, dear, I am.” Regina waited patiently while staff cleared the plates and then sat desert in front of them, “Who would do that, and why?”

Riley kept her eyes locked on Regina so she could gauge her reaction, “You should ask your husband that question.”

Regina’s fork faltered halfway to her mouth, “What?”

Riley noted to herself that Regina’s surprise seemed genuine as she replied, “Constantine decided that I wasn’t fit for the throne and took it upon himself to have the lock on my door disabled and to send a drunken man into my room under the mistaken impression that I wanted to sleep with him.”

Regina closed her eyes briefly then fixed Riley with a level stare, “Well that explains your chilly attitude toward me. I can assure you that had I known about any such plot, I would have intervened and put an end to it.” Precisely why her husband hadn’t told her. “My husband can be misguided and pigheaded, but he loves his children. Whatever he did, I’m sure he thought it was in Liam’s best interests.”

“But he-“

The queen mother held her hand up to forestall Riley’s protests, “I’m not excusing his behavior. I’m telling you that he’s old, dying, and terrified of not being there to guide his son into his new role. Do you know how long a new Cordonian king traditionally has the counsel of the former monarch?”

Riley shook her head no.

“Ten to twenty years. That’s a decade or two of having the advice and guidance of the last person to do the job. Liam is going to have his father for months, maybe weeks at this point.”

“I’m not insensitive to the fact that he’s dying,” Riley shook her head, “but he didn’t just hurt me, he hurt Liam and that’s the part that I’m having a hard time forgiving. I don’t care that he went after me. I understand that my credentials are not up to what he had expected and wanted for his son.”

Regina smiled approvingly as she turned her attention back to the apple pie in front of her, “You do love Liam, that’s clear.”

“Yes, I do.”

“Well, that gives us some common ground, then, doesn’t it?”

Riley studied the other’s woman’s face for a moment before begrudgingly conceding, “Yes, I believe it does.”

The rest of their time together was spent discussing matters of court, governance, and decorum.

When the meal was over, Riley pushed away from the table, “This has been illuminating, but I need to get back to the hospital now.”

“Do you really think that’s wise, dear?”

Riley paused, turning back to look at her future mother-in-law, “Why wouldn’t it be?”

“People are going to notice your devotion to your…guard.”

“I don’t care if they do! He took a bullet to save my life! And not just because he’s my guard, but because he loves me, and he loves Liam! Drake is not a liability and I think any monarch that seems indifferent to the health of the person that took a bullet to save them would be viewed by the public as cold and heartless!”

Regina took in her expression as Riley’s face darkened, “I can see you’re very passionate about both of them. Just…be careful. The press can be relentless. As you’ve already discovered.”

Was Regina tacitly acknowledging, and accepting, the arrangement between Liam, Drake, and herself?

“Yes, I have. Don’t worry, I will.”

Drake x Bastien

Drake looked up when the door to his room opened. He had been expecting Riley, but it was too soon for her to be back from her luncheon with Regina.

The last person he had expected was Bastien.

“How are you doing?” the older man asked as he made his way to Drake’s bedside.

“What are you doing here?”

“I guess I deserve that,” Bastien sighed as he sat in the chair next to the bed.

There had been a time when he would have been at Drake’s side the moment it was safe to do so. A time when he would have been in that ballroom to protect Liam. Instead, he’d been in bed asleep when his king, his country, was attacked. He was no longer in the loop so he found out like everyone else, on the news. He would have come to see Drake sooner, but the hospital was locked down in the immediate aftermath of the attack and he was no longer on the ‘let through security’ shortlist. He still wasn’t, but the entire hospital was no longer on lockdown, just the floor Drake was on and the guard at the top of the hallway had recognized him and let him through.

“You deserve a lot worse, Bas,” Drake was angry, and hurt. He felt betrayed by the man he thought of as a father.

“I understand why you’re mad, and you have every right to be…but….I just had to see for myself that you’re okay. I know I’m not great at showing my feelings, but I love you and your sister-“

“If you love me, how could you do what you did, huh? You just sat there and watched me go out of my mind trying to clear her name, the whole time knowing you had all the answers!”

“Constantine ordered-“

“I don’t care what Constantine did!” Drake roared as he sat straight up in the bed, causing pain to shoot through his shoulder, “Fuck!” His hand flew up to cover the wound as he slumped back against the bed.

“Are you okay?” Bastien moved closer to the bedside, reaching for the wounded shoulder.

Drake shoved his hands away, “I’m fine! Stop deflecting! I understand that you had to follow orders, but the moment Liam was crowned, your loyalty should have shifted. The Guard serves Cordonia and its leader, not any one individual man. You taught me that!”

“That is true. My only defense is that I was ashamed of what I had done, I truly believed what I had been told, that Liam was better served married to Madeliene, and I didn’t know there was a loophole. I thought it was too late anyway, that there was no way out of the engagement for him, so what was the point? And I swear, I honestly had no idea where Tariq had gone!”

“But you didn’t really look for him either, did you?”    

Bastien dropped his head into his hands with a deep exhale, “No. I did not.”

“You could have at least given us a head’s up, Bas.”

The older man’s head swung up at the notes of hurt and betrayal in his godson’s voice, “You’re right. I could have. But I thought the girl was on a plane back to America that night. I had no idea until she showed up at Fydelia that she was still even here and if you’ll remember, no one bothered to tell me that an investigation had been launched to clear her name!”

“Yeah, well, turns out we were right not to trust you!”

Bastien stared at him in astonishment, “Had my king questioned me, even once, I would have come clean immediately. In fact, I did, once the question was asked. How can you doubt my loyalty?”

Drake’s anger faltered a little. Bas had a point. He had come clean the moment he was questioned about anything relating to the investigation, and he hadn’t known about it before then. But he had known Riley wasn’t on that plane that night.

“But you did know, Liam told you to release the Beaumonts and send them after her!”

“But that was the last time I was privy to anything regarding her! When she didn’t show back up at court in the days following the coronation, I assumed she had chosen to leave the country. When Constantine ordered me to track her down and ensure she had left the country, I refused, as I’ve already told you. Furthermore, I have never refused a direct order from Liam. My volunteering information would have moved up the date that you had all the information, but it wouldn’t have helped you find Lord Lambros any faster because, as I’ve said, I didn’t know where he had gone.”

Drake considered that. Normally he’d call bullshit, Bastien knew everything that went on under his watch. But he and Liam had gone to great lengths to ensure that no one had known where she had been until that night in Fydelia.

At most, Bastien was guilty of not voluntarily disclosing information about orders given, and carried out, under the previous regime. Not exactly treason but also not exactly trust-inspiring. “You knew she was innocent.”

“What does that matter? Neither the press nor the royal council care what I have to say, unless I were to divulge the former king’s role in the setup, a scandal that the crown can ill afford.”

Again, it was a fair point. But Drake wasn’t ready to let him off the hook just yet, “You knew how Liam and I both felt about her though! You could have helped-“

“No!” Bastien leaned forward as he hissed, “I told you I didn’t know about the loophole! Knowing that his father had been behind the setup would have only hurt Liam, I didn’t see how it could help him in any way! So, it’s not that I maliciously withheld information, it’s that I didn’t see the point in disclosing it! Tariq was gone, the damage was done, and Constantine was dying! Liam was weeks away from his wedding to Madeleine! I didn’t see the point!”

“But she was innocent-“

“And there was no way to prove that without either Tariq’s statement or revealing Constantine’s role in it, something that even Liam wasn’t willing to do! So, again, I didn’t see the point!”

Drake had run out of objections. Everything Bastien said made sense. He had only one question left, “But what about me? You knew how I felt about her, you knew she was important to me!”

“But she didn’t need her name cleared to be with you....”

Drake stared at him in stunned silence before whispering, “Please tell me that you did not withhold this information because you thought you were helping me!”

“I-“ his eyes dropped to his lap.

“Bas! No! I didn’t want her by default! I wanted her name cleared so she could make an actual choice and because she doesn’t deserve to have something like that hanging over her for the rest of her life!”

Bastien shook his head, “You deserve to be happy, too, Drake but that wasn’t why, I swear! I did consider that it might be a fringe benefit if it opened up the possibility for you to have the woman you loved, but again, if I had known about the loophole, and the investigation and thought that my input would have helped clear her name, I would have spoken up sooner. I promise on my friendship with your father!”

“Fine,” Drake huffed, “I believe you. I’ve made some stupid mistakes in my time so I can’t judge you too harshly. I just need to know that I can trust you moving forward.”

“You can. And for what it’s worth, I am sorry for the rift I’ve put between us.”

“Me too, Bas. Me too.”

The two men locked gazes, both with the same thought in their heads. Perhaps this was a start at mending that rift.

Drake hoped so. The scandal had been cleared, things had been set back to right and the future lay spread out in front of all of them.

Now all he had to do was catch the would-be assassins and shut down whatever this new threat was, help Liam reassure the public that Cordonia was still a safe place to live, and keep their allies from deserting the ship all while planning and executing security for the royal wedding, an enormous undertaking under the best of circumstances, much less while he was functioning at a deficit, Liam and Riley were being targeted and his faith in whom he could trust had been shaken to it's core.

The door opened again and this time it was Riley. He looked up, his breath caught in his throat, and his heart skipped a beat, just as it always did when he looked at her. Determination swirled through him. He couldn’t lose her. He wouldn’t lose her! He’d find a way to fix it all and keep her safe.

He had to.

[writingintheshadowsforever]

Avengers Preferences: How They React to Seeing Your Powers Part 1

Steve Rogers- Dragon Physiology

Steve was surrounded by Hydra agents and usually that wouldn't be a big deal for the super solider. But those agents were dosed with a serum that gave temporary super strength. No one on the team knew about your powers or other form. You kept it a secret out of fear of what the government would do to you, and your family. But right now none of that mattered to you. The only thing you could think about was saving Steve, so without any hesitation you pushed the button to open the hangar of the quinjet. Both Nat and Clint shouted your name panic in their voices as you threw yourself out the quinjet.

You launched your body into a nosedive heading directly for Steve, a pair of red dragon wings sprouting from your back. At the last minute you threw your head as the flames started to build in your throat. A agent threw himself at Steve from behind while he was busy fighting off two agents in front of him. You caught him by the back of his shirt using your dragon strength hurled him into the air. His terrified screams is what made Steve turn around and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Y/N is that you?"

By now the transformation was in full effect red dragon scales covered your entire body. Your eyes were red and slit, and a tail lashed out striking an agent who lunged at you. You nodded your head at him before turning around to release a stream of fire at the rest of the agents. The ones that didn't manage to dodge in time were caught on fire, and the ones that did were still badly burned. Afraid that Steve was going to freak out you bent your legs and was preparing to take off. When he grabbed your shoulder making you pause and stand up right again.

"Hey you're just going to fly away without letting me say thank you doll" he said with a light chuckle.

You turned around to face him and was surprised but happy to see him smiling at you. His eyes were focused on your wings staring at them in awe.

"You're not afraid or anything?" You asked nervously.

"Oh my god no Y/N this is so badass why didn't I know about this sooner. We could've had so many cool combos by now-" Steve continued to gush about your powers, and all the cool things the two of you could do together.

You just looked at him, and listened until eventually you leaned forward and kissed him shutting him for a long time.

Natasha Romanoff- Weapon Creation

It was a true wonder that no one ever found out about your powers. They were easy to hide yet so obvious at the same time. You were the only one on the team who never cared to have any type of weapons hidden in your suit on missions. You never used the weapons available in the training rooms either. Yet somehow you always ended up with some random weapon during the middle of a fight, and you wielded it like a pro. No you weren't going out your way to hide your powers in your head your powers were impossible to hide. So you didn't need to tell anyone they could put two and two together.

You and Natasha were taking down enemy agents left and right, but it seemed like for every single one. The two of you got rid of another three would take their place. It wouldn't have been so bad if she wasn't running out of bullets, and her widow bites weren't busted. Meanwhile you had no problem cutting every single agent that within two feet of you with your twin swords. They looked different from the usual ones you used, but then again all your weapons looked different. Nat was starting to wish she had access to your weapon trove wherever you was hiding it.

"Y/N do you think you could spare a sword. I could use one or a gun if by some miracle you have one." Nat yelled jumping up to wrap her legs about one of the agent's body, and spinning to take him down to the ground.

"Here just take both" You replied sheathing your swords for a second. A agent came rushing towards throwing a large haymaker punch, you ducked under his arm and swung your leg out delivering a harsh kick to his gut. Natasha turned just in time to see a gun and a standard sword materialize out of thin air. Into your waiting hands with a grin you jogged over to her to hand the weapons off.

She glared at you with one of her eyes twitching in frustration. "Y/N have you been able to do that this all these years?"

"Yeah I can create and summon weapons" You answered confused as to why she sounded angry.

"You mean to tell me you could've just made me some new widow bites or a electric baton."

"Nat you didn't ask for either of those" You said frowning. The sword and gun vanished replaced with a new pair of widow bites, and a pair of electric batons. "Is this better?"

Natasha held up her hands as if she wanted to strangle you, but gunshots made both of flinch and take cover behind a wall. "Give me those after we finish these guys off you and I are going to have a long talk about this." She took the weapons from your hands and suited up. You let out a nervous chuckle pulling your swords back out.

"Babe you know how much I love you right." You told her.

Nat stepped out from behind the wall and shot a dark look. "You're still in trouble" was her last words before she disappeared into the fight. You let out a groan following behind her.

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[cerynitiis]

sometimes. then i see her face. the words hit her like a punch to the gut, twist in her stomach like something sick. i watch what he did to her in my mind over and over again. it is hard to comprehend the full horror of it all, what it may do to a person, although she understands how it creates something like this: a terror like john, stalking his brother like one of the erinyes. but she has seen the other side too: the nightmares that keep bradly up at night, his grief and pain, his never-ending unrest and guilt. it grieves her that this is it, that there is no solution, no forgiveness, no end to this sorrow and pain. instead there is more death, more despair, creating a rift that can never be fixed.

eyes meet, briefly. she thought he looked like bradly, but his eyes are a slight different shade, not as warm as her husband's – a difference so slight it is near impossible to tell. despite his words, his face appears cold. then he turns back to the pictures on their mantlepiece. she knows them by heart. one of her from 1944, the picture she gave bradly the day he left for the front. then several of them together: a polaroid of them in front of a villa in tuscany, 1979; a picture of them on the beach in marseille, 1985; at the louvre, 1989; skating in new york, 1996; with the only dog they ever adopted, buddy, 1999; the wedding photo, 2018; christmas eve at allie's, 2005; on the porch of their home in virginia, 2011. the pictures are fragments of their love story, of the life they built together over the last few decades. ellie knows john will see something different: the life he should have had, a life he believes his twin stole from him.

she wishes she could tell him how much it grieves bradly, what happened. she wishes he would understand it wasn't his fault – that he was just trying to protect his family. but she knows john is set on his revenge, that nothing she does or say will change anything about the end result. i inflict it tenfold. the words make her shudder. she tries to prepare herself for that inevitable future: the pain that will befall them. she has no illusions about how this night will end. at least we had paris, she thinks to herself. they had more time together than most people do.

" sometimes, " she says, quietly, " i dream of a life where everything was different. a life where emma lived, where we all got to be a family, where bradly and i could've had a child. in another universe, maybe we got all of that. but this dream ... i know how this one ends. " ellie folds over, hands grasping at her sides as grief suddenly overwhelms her. for the first time, tears sting in her eyes. she cannot bear to think of a world that does not hold bradly, but she knows neither brother will know peace as long as they share this earth. " you ... you should know he has never forgotten. it does not change what happened, but ... he never forgot, not for one moment. and in spite of everything, he still loves you. he loves you so much. he always will, until his last breath ... even when you have done to me what you need to do. "

there was a time in his past where he would have thought this to be unthinkable, the horrible things he's done after all these years to get him here, the blood on his hands. there was a time in his life where he would have been afraid of how easy it has become to take a life, how much hatred he has in his heart for someone he loved so dearly. but this is what they trained him for, isn't it? to be the coldblooded killer. show no mercy and have no remorse after the deed was done, see it through to an end no matter the cost. that was what bradly taught him, his own brother twisting the narrative one day at a time until it shattered.

he didn't want this. but who else would do it, if not john? who else would give emma the justice she deserved, if not the only person who knew her the best. they told him that love was a weakness, a distraction, but its only made him stronger, far more resilient and determined. the bodies that lie in his wake are not for nothing, all of them owed a debt or got in his way. her justice was coming, finally after all of these years ...

all while bradly god his own little happy ending, all tied in a pretty little knot of a wedding ring. the photo of them on the mantel was simple, elegant, a soft reflection of the thing john wished he could have had --- should have had. bradly takes the only chance he had at happiness and then runs away like the coward he is, burying himself under every rock and stone, and gets every fucking thing he wants. happiness, love, marriage. everything except the one thing that john will not allow him to have: peace.

it takes everything in him not to squeeze the frame of the picture in his hands as she speaks, careful not to let it shatter when he sets it back in its place with gentle hands. its not just his, its hers and he'll respect that. but his jaw clenches and his hands ball into fists at his sides, nails biting skin. i think bradly is starting to, she said. and the more she went on, the tighter his shoulders felt, the more his nails dig into his skin. for a moment, he's sure they almost draw blood.

i know it doesn't matter, but i am sorry for what happened to you. but it does matter. he will never admit to it, never allow his demeanor to change but it does matter. only for a second when the tension leaves his jaw, when his eyes finally leave the frames over the mantel and he turns to her. he can only imagine what she thinks, what she sees (whatever he wants her to).

then she asks the right questions: don't you get tired? of your anger, your endless chase? all those deaths? john breathes a heavy sigh, turning back to the picture frames, the captured happiness. its easier to make confessions when he's not looking someone in the eye. " sometimes. " distant, quiet. " then i see her face. i watch what he did to her in my mind over and over again, i relive it in my nightmares. then i promise myself never again. never again will bradly ever know peace, never again will he be happy. never will he forget what he took from me. never will he forget what its like to feel that pain because i inflect it tenfold. "

[godkilller]

SHINJI PROCEEDED TO OFFER UP EXCUSES FOR HIS OVER-A-CENTURY HIATUS THAT SAW HIM STILL, SOMEHOW, ILL-PREPARED FOR AIZEN SOUSUKE'S RISE TO POWER... and Gin could've scoffed if it weren't for the fact that he knew the other was attempting to reveal a vulnerable thing. A failure, a regret. For a brief moment Gin thought of returning the favor -- of opening up, a white flag waved and admittance given in the form of truth, of weakness, of -- no, no.

Nothing would change, anyways. It was all ruined -- and that'd be seen as trying to get sympathy or some shit, probably.

But it was difficult to yet again be faced with the very strong sentiment that he should've just died -- a sentiment he wished to agree with, and how hard it was to continue living knowing his dying now would merely inconvenience and harm the ones he cared for even more than he already had... ---- so he couldn't. How frustrating it was to feel so lost, depressed, aimless, and incapable of properly displaying any of those emotions. Not only that, but Gin reckoned he'd get dogpiled the moment he showed any weakness. Nobody wanted him here, he knew. Their animosity and violence towards him were completely understandable reactions.

Aizen Sousuke was locked in Muken, left to rot. Tousen Kaname was slain, dead, and that left Ichimaru Gin as the only traitor accessible for all to aim their punches at. It was to be expected; he was deplorable and had quite the punchable face.

He was so tired, though. Thinned, sick, sleepless, haunted. Some vague part of himself wondered if Shinji remembered that Gin wasn't much older than Hiyori was -- not that that mattered, either.

Nothing mattered. Gin kept quiet, he didn't seek to fill the air even as Shinji's words left the space vacant between them, a shifting eventually bringing Gin to a strained straightening, a slouched hunch whilst still kept at bay from fully righting himself due to the Kido restraint still keeping his arm pinned against himself. The ex-traitor sat up, at least, but kept his head down.

❝ ---- you have your excuses, is it so difficult to comprehend that I had mine? Why I "waited so long" -- why I hurt who I hurt, how I got tangled up in that whole mess 'n couldn't get out. Not till it was too late, at least. You have your reasons but you'll go ahead 'n presume mine're bullshit before even venturin' to guess what they were. ❞

Gin took in a slow breath, his fingers still tightly coiled, nails pressing into his palm till he felt it sting and bleed. A tightened jaw, a coiled beast wishing to strike, to escape, and yet remaining incapable. He desperately disliked feeling trapped. He wanted to cry, but he knew better -- he was incapable.

❝ ... you can mess up, be arrogant, get your loved ones hurt or even killed 'n fail ultimately at whatcha set out to do 'n be fine. You're fine, you'll get through this 'n be alright, you got people who love ya -- respect you, they'd die for you, they trust you. Nobody's thinkin' you'd be better off dead, nobody's thinkin' you should go gut yourself -- nobody's loathin' you. ❞ He wasn't seeking sympathy, his head just hurt, his chest hurt, his eyes hurt, his throat hurt ----

The air shifted and dropped into a sharper chill, emitting the hissing aura of a wounded animal snarling to obscure its wince. A seethe to hide the hurt.

❝ ---- so... either hand me somethin' to gut myself with or leave me th' fuck alone. ❞

          ❛ Did this make ya feel any better? ❜ Shinji responds with an amused huff of breath through his nose, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. Is Gin attempting to appeal to his former captain's moral compass────his conscience? Because, actually, seeing Gin eat dirt is a little satisfying. And he knows Hiyori would be proud, so that's good enough for him.

          Look of gratification slips off his face as fast as egg from an oiled pan, and Shinji heaves a sigh and rolls his eyes as Gin attempts to needle him yet again. Guess that, without Shinsō, needles are all he has to defend himself with right now.

          And soon enough, Shinji has a lot to respond to. A lot to answer for. Might as well...go in order. If he can keep up.

          ❝ Don't flatter yerself, Gin; I'd never imply you're some kinda mastermind. The point flew right over yer head, but I guess ya are pretty low to the ground right now, ❞ Shinji drones, and there is a minute twitch of his ankle────a temptation to lift his foot deliver a kick to Gin's smug grin, resisted. It'd be excessive, he knows. He's just. So fucking annoyed of people trying to make him feel stupid, and to varying degrees of success.

          ❝ In the long run, the people ya care 'bout were prolly better off without yer ❛ help ❜, huh? Assumin' he don't already know, yer lieutenant might agree if given this example. So, maybe yer judgement calls ultimately weren't as spiffy as ya think. But, hey, no one's perfect. ❞

          That was more food for thought than a threat, but...Shinji isn't going to get his hopes up. He still can't tell, through all of his very calculated provocation, if Gin is at all remorseful. If he really, truly feels that the ends justify every single, fucked-up means. If it's possible to get through to him, which...the feeling is, admittedly, a more recent development; he approached Gin not quite knowing what he wanted, but it sure was aggressive aimlessness.

          For a mercy, he steps off of Gin's head, steps back, and drops to his haunches. Not exactly eye-level────there is still a power dynamic at play here, especially with Hōrin still in effect────but closer to it.

          ❝ Fer starters, took me a li'l while to figure out how to get my inner Hollow under control. We were patients zero, after all; unlike Ichigo, we didn't have a frame of reference. And we didn't dare even think 'bout approachin' the Soul Society again until we could sort our shit out...we wanted to reverse the Hollowfication process. The Gotei 13 and Central 46 had already refused to hear us out and decided to execute us────a decision they could've hopefully reversed if they no longer saw us as a threat. But as time dragged on, the longer we were forced to remain in hiding, the more bitter we became. ❛ Fuck the Soul Society, ❜ we thought. ❛ Whatever Aizen is up to is their problem, now. Why should we help 'em after how they treated us? It's us against them. ❜ I guess Ichigo kinda changed our minds on that. ❞

     ��    He pauses, doubt seeping in; is it worth it to explain all of this to Gin? What are some ways that he could use this information against them?

          ...Well, how should Shinji know? He can't predict the future and, as he found out the hard way, always read people accurately.

          ❝ ...I didn't understand Aizen. Or you, ❞ Shinji admits. ❝ I didn't know what yer plans were. I couldn't quite comprehend what Aizen's zanpakutō was all about. On the flip side of the coin, he didn't know 'bout my Shikai, either; was hopin' the numbers and element of surprise would'a been enough, but that was arrogance. We were all arrogant. And trust me when I say my Bankai would'a turned the whole thing into a real clusterfuck. So, now ya know; a lotta it was spite, all the way down. ❞

[darling-has-a-smol-heart]

There is no way I can accurate sum up my thoughts about this episode and this story in general in such a destroyed emotional state (/pos) but here goes nothing

So I keep realizing over and over again how you write emotional scenes with carefully placed buildup and such a bittersweet payoff, more sweet than bitter <33 I'm so happy just seeing them healing and moving on, seeing Henry's struggles with his health, both physical and mental, felt like a gut punch by how realistic it was- but I'm so darn proud of him. Of everyone, after everything, they're still trying, despite their sorrows, they don't give up, despite everything, it's still them.

Henry's letter actually made me tear up, and you know me, I'm a giggly individual so i was silently cackling to myself at every turn <3

"you could've just read my mind <3"

"You suck"

I LOVE THEM FLGSFGLA

Good riddance, hell forest, you were cozy but you won't be missed <33

*gives each of them a kiss on the head* I love them so much <3

Dadforce my beloved, my love for this man is infinite, he's such a good dad <3

"I'm your boss now, please don't call me 'dude'." FHAKGAGKDADGKDGWK HEY I'M SUPPOSED TO BE CRYING OVER HERE <33

Ellie my beloved aaaa!! <33 she's the best, love this gal, she's gonna have to babysit Frisk now oops ugsjñfñ <3 FHLAHLFA CHARLES??? DON'T SAY SHE'LL WISH FOR ANOTHER INVASION, DAD'S RIGHT THAT'S LITERALLY JUST YOU <3

Sweet sweet Charles oh my God,,, you're just so good, i cannot comprehend how can you be so good, beloved lil ghost man, hold your Henry gently, care he <33 He's still learning about his powers and ghost-person habilities but that's okay, he's already perfect enough <33

If we're talking about favorite chapters, my favorite Toppat chapter was "It's rude to talk about someone who's listening" that one was,,, a trip <3/pos

Favorite Frisk Chapter? Hmmm "Thaaaat's politics!!" Besides it's silly name (and the introduction to one of my favorite characters <33 Hi counselor Mitchell i love you sir <33) it was just so fun seeing Frisk and MK go around preparing for the big hit, love them so so much <3

Favorite Henry episode?? Hoo boy please don't make me choooose ;;

"Henry Stickmin investigates?" Charles has a lil hat, :]

Valiant Souls ended and everything will be okay-/ref

I'll forever hold this close to my heart, this was sure a journey and I can't wait to see what you have in store!! But for now, I'll happily cry over this masterpiece of an ending, thank you for this journey, thank you for getting me through bad days with this beauty <3

Stay kind y'all! And stay DETERMINATED!

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RWBY RP Prompts

"Why can't you just swoon over your own weapon? Aren't you happy with it?"

"Are you.... robbing me?"

"Oh my god, you really exploded."

"I'm queen of the castle!"

"I still don't think that's what a sloth sounds like."

"For it is in passing that we achieve immortality."

"But why would I need friends if I have you?"

"There's no such thing as negative friends."

"Aren't you the guy who threw up?"

"Nailed it!"

"You came back!"

"Boop~!"

"I don't think sloths make a lot of noise."

"Do not hesitate to destroy everything in your path..."

"You're about to see a whole different side of me today."

"It's also a gun."

"Why hide who you are?"

"Can you imitate a sloth?"

"Off with their heads!"

"You're going on world-saving missions without us?!"

"You monsters!"

"Oh god, it's happening again!"

"I could've taken him."

"I'm hurt! Sad! Maybe a little hungry. That last one's not your fault..."

"I'm not trying to show off. I want you to know I can do this!"

"You called me friend! Am I really your friend?"

"I'm combat ready!"

"I don't have a lot of friends; but if I did, I'd want them to talk to me about things."

"That's why we're here! To make it better!"

"Great, the gang's all here. Now we can all die together!"

"Well that was a thing."

"Most people are born, but I was made."

"I don't need people to help me grow up. I drink milk."

"Banzai!"

"I think we can all say it's been an eventful evening."

"I wouldn't exactly call it a 'little' operation."

"You are not the brightest banana in the bunch, are ya kid?"

"Or we could ditch the beds... and replace them with bunk beds!"

"She's a hazard to my health!"

"You know, we really gotta stop meeting like this. People are gonna talk..."

"It's just that, you seem a little... NOT okay."

"YES! I love it when you're feisty!"

"Whoa, you can control poles..."

"I'm not the biggest fan of local law enforcement."

"I am not a crook."

"You just destroyed my favorite clothing store. Prepare to die."

"It is precisely this kind of ignorance that breeds violence!"

"Hey, we've got a plan! That's... moderately serious."

"Guess who's back?"

"Who's ready to fight for their lives?"

"Well the name's _______ Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue, ladies love it."

"Why must your answer to everything involve a triumphant display of military bravado!?"

"What a freak!"

"Learning is SO MUCH fun."

"I can't dance, man!"

"This is the part where you lose."

"Spare us the thought of you procreating."

"Justice will be swift! Justice will be painful! It will be DELICIOUS!"

"Oooh, look at me! My name's ______! I know facts! I'm rich!"

"You can't even stop me!"

"Let me try! You can trust me!"

"You think just because you've got nuts and bolts instead of squishy guts makes you any less real than me?"

"Okay, yeah, when you say it out loud, it sounds worse."

"Get back in the bag."

"Don't worry. Things will be better tomorrow."

"What are you doing?! Do you have any idea of the damage you could have caused?!"

"You were worth every cent, truly you were."

"We'll break his legs!"

"Weren't you in a cult or something?"

"You really want to start making things up to me?"

"By no means does this make us friends."

"I can always be a farmer or something."

"You hardly look the part."

"Do you always break the law without giving a second thought?"

"I will seriously pay you to shut up."

"This is turning out just like the divorce!"

"I can see why your father would want to protect such a delicate flower!"

"Always sunshine and rainbows with you."

"Now, I'll be the first to admit, humans... are the worst."

"You can't sleep, you hardly eat, and to be honest, your grades have been suffering."

"If you don't get a date to the dance, I'll wear a dress."

"If I don't get doilies, you don't get fog machines."

"I see you're hiding at the punch bowl as well."

"Hey man, do you have a wireless password?"

"You may be fast, but you still excel at wasting time!"

"All you've been so far is a nuisance!"

"It's a combat skirt!"

"The innocent never run."

"I hate this game of emotions we play."

"I have a legacy of honor to uphold."

[artillery-blade-master]

RWBY RP Prompts

"Why can't you just swoon over your own weapon? Aren't you happy with it?"

"Are you.... robbing me?"

"Oh my god, you really exploded."

"I'm queen of the castle!"

"I still don't think that's what a sloth sounds like."

"For it is in passing that we achieve immortality."

"But why would I need friends if I have you?"

"There's no such thing as negative friends."

"Aren't you the guy who threw up?"

"Nailed it!"

"You came back!"

"Boop~!"

"I don't think sloths make a lot of noise."

"Do not hesitate to destroy everything in your path..."

"You're about to see a whole different side of me today."

"It's also a gun."

"Why hide who you are?"

"Can you imitate a sloth?"

"Off with their heads!"

"You're going on world-saving missions without us?!"

"You monsters!"

"Oh god, it's happening again!"

"I could've taken him."

"I'm hurt! Sad! Maybe a little hungry. That last one's not your fault..."

"I'm not trying to show off. I want you to know I can do this!"

"You called me friend! Am I really your friend?"

"I'm combat ready!"

"I don't have a lot of friends; but if I did, I'd want them to talk to me about things."

"That's why we're here! To make it better!"

"Great, the gang's all here. Now we can all die together!"

"Well that was a thing."

"Most people are born, but I was made."

"I don't need people to help me grow up. I drink milk."

"Banzai!"

"I think we can all say it's been an eventful evening."

"I wouldn't exactly call it a 'little' operation."

"You are not the brightest banana in the bunch, are ya kid?"

"Or we could ditch the beds... and replace them with bunk beds!"

"She's a hazard to my health!"

"You know, we really gotta stop meeting like this. People are gonna talk..."

"It's just that, you seem a little... NOT okay."

"YES! I love it when you're feisty!"

"Whoa, you can control poles..."

"I'm not the biggest fan of local law enforcement."

"I am not a crook."

"You just destroyed my favorite clothing store. Prepare to die."

"It is precisely this kind of ignorance that breeds violence!"

"Hey, we've got a plan! That's... moderately serious."

"Guess who's back?"

"Who's ready to fight for their lives?"

"Well the name's _______ Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue, ladies love it."

"Why must your answer to everything involve a triumphant display of military bravado!?"

"What a freak!"

"Learning is SO MUCH fun."

"I can't dance, man!"

"This is the part where you lose."

"Spare us the thought of you procreating."

"Justice will be swift! Justice will be painful! It will be DELICIOUS!"

"Oooh, look at me! My name's ______! I know facts! I'm rich!"

"You can't even stop me!"

"Let me try! You can trust me!"

"You think just because you've got nuts and bolts instead of squishy guts makes you any less real than me?"

"Okay, yeah, when you say it out loud, it sounds worse."

"Get back in the bag."

"Don't worry. Things will be better tomorrow."

"What are you doing?! Do you have any idea of the damage you could have caused?!"

"You were worth every cent, truly you were."

"We'll break his legs!"

"Weren't you in a cult or something?"

"You really want to start making things up to me?"

"By no means does this make us friends."

"I can always be a farmer or something."

"You hardly look the part."

"Do you always break the law without giving a second thought?"

"I will seriously pay you to shut up."

"This is turning out just like the divorce!"

"I can see why your father would want to protect such a delicate flower!"

"Always sunshine and rainbows with you."

"Now, I'll be the first to admit, humans... are the worst."

"You can't sleep, you hardly eat, and to be honest, your grades have been suffering."

"If you don't get a date to the dance, I'll wear a dress."

"If I don't get doilies, you don't get fog machines."

"I see you're hiding at the punch bowl as well."

"Hey man, do you have a wireless password?"

"You may be fast, but you still excel at wasting time!"

"All you've been so far is a nuisance!"

"It's a combat skirt!"

"The innocent never run."

"I hate this game of emotions we play."

"I have a legacy of honor to uphold."

[upstartbear5553]

RWBY RP Prompts

"Why can't you just swoon over your own weapon? Aren't you happy with it?"

"Are you.... robbing me?"

"Oh my god, you really exploded."

"I'm queen of the castle!"

"I still don't think that's what a sloth sounds like."

"For it is in passing that we achieve immortality."

"But why would I need friends if I have you?"

"There's no such thing as negative friends."

"Aren't you the guy who threw up?"

"Nailed it!"

"You came back!"

"Boop~!"

"I don't think sloths make a lot of noise."

"Do not hesitate to destroy everything in your path..."

"You're about to see a whole different side of me today."

"It's also a gun."

"Why hide who you are?"

"Can you imitate a sloth?"

"Off with their heads!"

"You're going on world-saving missions without us?!"

"You monsters!"

"Oh god, it's happening again!"

"I could've taken him."

"I'm hurt! Sad! Maybe a little hungry. That last one's not your fault..."

"I'm not trying to show off. I want you to know I can do this!"

"You called me friend! Am I really your friend?"

"I'm combat ready!"

"I don't have a lot of friends; but if I did, I'd want them to talk to me about things."

"That's why we're here! To make it better!"

"Great, the gang's all here. Now we can all die together!"

"Well that was a thing."

"Most people are born, but I was made."

"I don't need people to help me grow up. I drink milk."

"Banzai!"

"I think we can all say it's been an eventful evening."

"I wouldn't exactly call it a 'little' operation."

"You are not the brightest banana in the bunch, are ya kid?"

"Or we could ditch the beds... and replace them with bunk beds!"

"She's a hazard to my health!"

"You know, we really gotta stop meeting like this. People are gonna talk..."

"It's just that, you seem a little... NOT okay."

"YES! I love it when you're feisty!"

"Whoa, you can control poles..."

"I'm not the biggest fan of local law enforcement."

"I am not a crook."

"You just destroyed my favorite clothing store. Prepare to die."

"It is precisely this kind of ignorance that breeds violence!"

"Hey, we've got a plan! That's... moderately serious."

"Guess who's back?"

"Who's ready to fight for their lives?"

"Well the name's _______ Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue, ladies love it."

"Why must your answer to everything involve a triumphant display of military bravado!?"

"What a freak!"

"Learning is SO MUCH fun."

"I can't dance, man!"

"This is the part where you lose."

"Spare us the thought of you procreating."

"Justice will be swift! Justice will be painful! It will be DELICIOUS!"

"Oooh, look at me! My name's ______! I know facts! I'm rich!"

"You can't even stop me!"

"Let me try! You can trust me!"

"You think just because you've got nuts and bolts instead of squishy guts makes you any less real than me?"

"Okay, yeah, when you say it out loud, it sounds worse."

"Get back in the bag."

"Don't worry. Things will be better tomorrow."

"What are you doing?! Do you have any idea of the damage you could have caused?!"

"You were worth every cent, truly you were."

"We'll break his legs!"

"Weren't you in a cult or something?"

"You really want to start making things up to me?"

"By no means does this make us friends."

"I can always be a farmer or something."

"You hardly look the part."

"Do you always break the law without giving a second thought?"

"I will seriously pay you to shut up."

"This is turning out just like the divorce!"

"I can see why your father would want to protect such a delicate flower!"

"Always sunshine and rainbows with you."

"Now, I'll be the first to admit, humans... are the worst."

"You can't sleep, you hardly eat, and to be honest, your grades have been suffering."

"If you don't get a date to the dance, I'll wear a dress."

"If I don't get doilies, you don't get fog machines."

"I see you're hiding at the punch bowl as well."

"Hey man, do you have a wireless password?"

"You may be fast, but you still excel at wasting time!"

"All you've been so far is a nuisance!"

"It's a combat skirt!"

"The innocent never run."

"I hate this game of emotions we play."

"I have a legacy of honor to uphold."

[waterboyneptune]

RWBY RP Prompts

"Why can't you just swoon over your own weapon? Aren't you happy with it?"

"Are you.... robbing me?"

"Oh my god, you really exploded."

"I'm queen of the castle!"

"I still don't think that's what a sloth sounds like."

"For it is in passing that we achieve immortality."

"But why would I need friends if I have you?"

"There's no such thing as negative friends."

"Aren't you the guy who threw up?"

"Nailed it!"

"You came back!"

"Boop~!"

"I don't think sloths make a lot of noise."

"Do not hesitate to destroy everything in your path..."

"You're about to see a whole different side of me today."

"It's also a gun."

"Why hide who you are?"

"Can you imitate a sloth?"

"Off with their heads!"

"You're going on world-saving missions without us?!"

"You monsters!"

"Oh god, it's happening again!"

"I could've taken him."

"I'm hurt! Sad! Maybe a little hungry. That last one's not your fault..."

"I'm not trying to show off. I want you to know I can do this!"

"You called me friend! Am I really your friend?"

"I'm combat ready!"

"I don't have a lot of friends; but if I did, I'd want them to talk to me about things."

"That's why we're here! To make it better!"

"Great, the gang's all here. Now we can all die together!"

"Well that was a thing."

"Most people are born, but I was made."

"I don't need people to help me grow up. I drink milk."

"Banzai!"

"I think we can all say it's been an eventful evening."

"I wouldn't exactly call it a 'little' operation."

"You are not the brightest banana in the bunch, are ya kid?"

"Or we could ditch the beds... and replace them with bunk beds!"

"She's a hazard to my health!"

"You know, we really gotta stop meeting like this. People are gonna talk..."

"It's just that, you seem a little... NOT okay."

"YES! I love it when you're feisty!"

"Whoa, you can control poles..."

"I'm not the biggest fan of local law enforcement."

"I am not a crook."

"You just destroyed my favorite clothing store. Prepare to die."

"It is precisely this kind of ignorance that breeds violence!"

"Hey, we've got a plan! That's... moderately serious."

"Guess who's back?"

"Who's ready to fight for their lives?"

"Well the name's _______ Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue, ladies love it."

"Why must your answer to everything involve a triumphant display of military bravado!?"

"What a freak!"

"Learning is SO MUCH fun."

"I can't dance, man!"

"This is the part where you lose."

"Spare us the thought of you procreating."

"Justice will be swift! Justice will be painful! It will be DELICIOUS!"

"Oooh, look at me! My name's ______! I know facts! I'm rich!"

"You can't even stop me!"

"Let me try! You can trust me!"

"You think just because you've got nuts and bolts instead of squishy guts makes you any less real than me?"

"Okay, yeah, when you say it out loud, it sounds worse."

"Get back in the bag."

"Don't worry. Things will be better tomorrow."

"What are you doing?! Do you have any idea of the damage you could have caused?!"

"You were worth every cent, truly you were."

"We'll break his legs!"

"Weren't you in a cult or something?"

"You really want to start making things up to me?"

"By no means does this make us friends."

"I can always be a farmer or something."

"You hardly look the part."

"Do you always break the law without giving a second thought?"

"I will seriously pay you to shut up."

"This is turning out just like the divorce!"

"I can see why your father would want to protect such a delicate flower!"

"Always sunshine and rainbows with you."

"Now, I'll be the first to admit, humans... are the worst."

"You can't sleep, you hardly eat, and to be honest, your grades have been suffering."

"If you don't get a date to the dance, I'll wear a dress."

"If I don't get doilies, you don't get fog machines."

"I see you're hiding at the punch bowl as well."

"Hey man, do you have a wireless password?"

"You may be fast, but you still excel at wasting time!"

"All you've been so far is a nuisance!"

"It's a combat skirt!"

"The innocent never run."

"I hate this game of emotions we play."

"I have a legacy of honor to uphold."

[sunwukongisms-blog]

RWBY RP Prompts

"Why can't you just swoon over your own weapon? Aren't you happy with it?"

"Are you.... robbing me?"

"Oh my god, you really exploded."

"I'm queen of the castle!"

"I still don't think that's what a sloth sounds like."

"For it is in passing that we achieve immortality."

"But why would I need friends if I have you?"

"There's no such thing as negative friends."

"Aren't you the guy who threw up?"

"Nailed it!"

"You came back!"

"Boop~!"

"I don't think sloths make a lot of noise."

"Do not hesitate to destroy everything in your path..."

"You're about to see a whole different side of me today."

"It's also a gun."

"Why hide who you are?"

"Can you imitate a sloth?"

"Off with their heads!"

"You're going on world-saving missions without us?!"

"You monsters!"

"Oh god, it's happening again!"

"I could've taken him."

"I'm hurt! Sad! Maybe a little hungry. That last one's not your fault..."

"I'm not trying to show off. I want you to know I can do this!"

"You called me friend! Am I really your friend?"

"I'm combat ready!"

"I don't have a lot of friends; but if I did, I'd want them to talk to me about things."

"That's why we're here! To make it better!"

"Great, the gang's all here. Now we can all die together!"

"Well that was a thing."

"Most people are born, but I was made."

"I don't need people to help me grow up. I drink milk."

"Banzai!"

"I think we can all say it's been an eventful evening."

"I wouldn't exactly call it a 'little' operation."

"You are not the brightest banana in the bunch, are ya kid?"

"Or we could ditch the beds... and replace them with bunk beds!"

"She's a hazard to my health!"

"You know, we really gotta stop meeting like this. People are gonna talk..."

"It's just that, you seem a little... NOT okay."

"YES! I love it when you're feisty!"

"Whoa, you can control poles..."

"I'm not the biggest fan of local law enforcement."

"I am not a crook."

"You just destroyed my favorite clothing store. Prepare to die."

"It is precisely this kind of ignorance that breeds violence!"

"Hey, we've got a plan! That's... moderately serious."

"Guess who's back?"

"Who's ready to fight for their lives?"

"Well the name's _______ Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue, ladies love it."

"Why must your answer to everything involve a triumphant display of military bravado!?"

"What a freak!"

"Learning is SO MUCH fun."

"I can't dance, man!"

"This is the part where you lose."

"Spare us the thought of you procreating."

"Justice will be swift! Justice will be painful! It will be DELICIOUS!"

"Oooh, look at me! My name's ______! I know facts! I'm rich!"

"You can't even stop me!"

"Let me try! You can trust me!"

"You think just because you've got nuts and bolts instead of squishy guts makes you any less real than me?"

"Okay, yeah, when you say it out loud, it sounds worse."

"Get back in the bag."

"Don't worry. Things will be better tomorrow."

"What are you doing?! Do you have any idea of the damage you could have caused?!"

"You were worth every cent, truly you were."

"We'll break his legs!"

"Weren't you in a cult or something?"

"You really want to start making things up to me?"

"By no means does this make us friends."

"I can always be a farmer or something."

"You hardly look the part."

"Do you always break the law without giving a second thought?"

"I will seriously pay you to shut up."

"This is turning out just like the divorce!"

"I can see why your father would want to protect such a delicate flower!"

"Always sunshine and rainbows with you."

"Now, I'll be the first to admit, humans... are the worst."

"You can't sleep, you hardly eat, and to be honest, your grades have been suffering."

"If you don't get a date to the dance, I'll wear a dress."

"If I don't get doilies, you don't get fog machines."

"I see you're hiding at the punch bowl as well."

"Hey man, do you have a wireless password?"

"You may be fast, but you still excel at wasting time!"

"All you've been so far is a nuisance!"

"It's a combat skirt!"

"The innocent never run."

"I hate this game of emotions we play."

"I have a legacy of honor to uphold."

[discordeddovahpony]

RWBY RP Prompts

"Why can't you just swoon over your own weapon? Aren't you happy with it?"

"Are you.... robbing me?"

"Oh my god, you really exploded."

"I'm queen of the castle!"

"I still don't think that's what a sloth sounds like."

"For it is in passing that we achieve immortality."

"But why would I need friends if I have you?"

"There's no such thing as negative friends."

"Aren't you the guy who threw up?"

"Nailed it!"

"You came back!"

"Boop~!"

"I don't think sloths make a lot of noise."

"Do not hesitate to destroy everything in your path..."

"You're about to see a whole different side of me today."

"It's also a gun."

"Why hide who you are?"

"Can you imitate a sloth?"

"Off with their heads!"

"You're going on world-saving missions without us?!"

"You monsters!"

"Oh god, it's happening again!"

"I could've taken him."

"I'm hurt! Sad! Maybe a little hungry. That last one's not your fault..."

"I'm not trying to show off. I want you to know I can do this!"

"You called me friend! Am I really your friend?"

"I'm combat ready!"

"I don't have a lot of friends; but if I did, I'd want them to talk to me about things."

"That's why we're here! To make it better!"

"Great, the gang's all here. Now we can all die together!"

"Well that was a thing."

"Most people are born, but I was made."

"I don't need people to help me grow up. I drink milk."

"Banzai!"

"I think we can all say it's been an eventful evening."

"I wouldn't exactly call it a 'little' operation."

"You are not the brightest banana in the bunch, are ya kid?"

"Or we could ditch the beds... and replace them with bunk beds!"

"She's a hazard to my health!"

"You know, we really gotta stop meeting like this. People are gonna talk..."

"It's just that, you seem a little... NOT okay."

"YES! I love it when you're feisty!"

"Whoa, you can control poles..."

"I'm not the biggest fan of local law enforcement."

"I am not a crook."

"You just destroyed my favorite clothing store. Prepare to die."

"It is precisely this kind of ignorance that breeds violence!"

"Hey, we've got a plan! That's... moderately serious."

"Guess who's back?"

"Who's ready to fight for their lives?"

"Well the name's _______ Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue, ladies love it."

"Why must your answer to everything involve a triumphant display of military bravado!?"

"What a freak!"

"Learning is SO MUCH fun."

"I can't dance, man!"

"This is the part where you lose."

"Spare us the thought of you procreating."

"Justice will be swift! Justice will be painful! It will be DELICIOUS!"

"Oooh, look at me! My name's ______! I know facts! I'm rich!"

"You can't even stop me!"

"Let me try! You can trust me!"

"You think just because you've got nuts and bolts instead of squishy guts makes you any less real than me?"

"Okay, yeah, when you say it out loud, it sounds worse."

"Get back in the bag."

"Don't worry. Things will be better tomorrow."

"What are you doing?! Do you have any idea of the damage you could have caused?!"

"You were worth every cent, truly you were."

"We'll break his legs!"

"Weren't you in a cult or something?"

"You really want to start making things up to me?"

"By no means does this make us friends."

"I can always be a farmer or something."

"You hardly look the part."

"Do you always break the law without giving a second thought?"

"I will seriously pay you to shut up."

"This is turning out just like the divorce!"

"I can see why your father would want to protect such a delicate flower!"

"Always sunshine and rainbows with you."

"Now, I'll be the first to admit, humans... are the worst."

"You can't sleep, you hardly eat, and to be honest, your grades have been suffering."

"If you don't get a date to the dance, I'll wear a dress."

"If I don't get doilies, you don't get fog machines."

"I see you're hiding at the punch bowl as well."

"Hey man, do you have a wireless password?"

"You may be fast, but you still excel at wasting time!"

"All you've been so far is a nuisance!"

"It's a combat skirt!"

"The innocent never run."

"I hate this game of emotions we play."

"I have a legacy of honor to uphold."

[scareqrowbranwen-archive]

RWBY RP Prompts

"Why can't you just swoon over your own weapon? Aren't you happy with it?"

"Are you.... robbing me?"

"Oh my god, you really exploded."

"I'm queen of the castle!"

"I still don't think that's what a sloth sounds like."

"For it is in passing that we achieve immortality."

"But why would I need friends if I have you?"

"There's no such thing as negative friends."

"Aren't you the guy who threw up?"

"Nailed it!"

"You came back!"

"Boop~!"

"I don't think sloths make a lot of noise."

"Do not hesitate to destroy everything in your path..."

"You're about to see a whole different side of me today."

"It's also a gun."

"Why hide who you are?"

"Can you imitate a sloth?"

"Off with their heads!"

"You're going on world-saving missions without us?!"

"You monsters!"

"Oh god, it's happening again!"

"I could've taken him."

"I'm hurt! Sad! Maybe a little hungry. That last one's not your fault..."

"I'm not trying to show off. I want you to know I can do this!"

"You called me friend! Am I really your friend?"

"I'm combat ready!"

"I don't have a lot of friends; but if I did, I'd want them to talk to me about things."

"That's why we're here! To make it better!"

"Great, the gang's all here. Now we can all die together!"

"Well that was a thing."

"Most people are born, but I was made."

"I don't need people to help me grow up. I drink milk."

"Banzai!"

"I think we can all say it's been an eventful evening."

"I wouldn't exactly call it a 'little' operation."

"You are not the brightest banana in the bunch, are ya kid?"

"Or we could ditch the beds... and replace them with bunk beds!"

"She's a hazard to my health!"

"You know, we really gotta stop meeting like this. People are gonna talk..."

"It's just that, you seem a little... NOT okay."

"YES! I love it when you're feisty!"

"Whoa, you can control poles..."

"I'm not the biggest fan of local law enforcement."

"I am not a crook."

"You just destroyed my favorite clothing store. Prepare to die."

"It is precisely this kind of ignorance that breeds violence!"

"Hey, we've got a plan! That's... moderately serious."

"Guess who's back?"

"Who's ready to fight for their lives?"

"Well the name's _______ Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue, ladies love it."

"Why must your answer to everything involve a triumphant display of military bravado!?"

"What a freak!"

"Learning is SO MUCH fun."

"I can't dance, man!"

"This is the part where you lose."

"Spare us the thought of you procreating."

"Justice will be swift! Justice will be painful! It will be DELICIOUS!"

"Oooh, look at me! My name's ______! I know facts! I'm rich!"

"You can't even stop me!"

"Let me try! You can trust me!"

"You think just because you've got nuts and bolts instead of squishy guts makes you any less real than me?"

"Okay, yeah, when you say it out loud, it sounds worse."

"Get back in the bag."

"Don't worry. Things will be better tomorrow."

"What are you doing?! Do you have any idea of the damage you could have caused?!"

"You were worth every cent, truly you were."

"We'll break his legs!"

"Weren't you in a cult or something?"

"You really want to start making things up to me?"

"By no means does this make us friends."

"I can always be a farmer or something."

"You hardly look the part."

"Do you always break the law without giving a second thought?"

"I will seriously pay you to shut up."

"This is turning out just like the divorce!"

"I can see why your father would want to protect such a delicate flower!"

"Always sunshine and rainbows with you."

"Now, I'll be the first to admit, humans... are the worst."

"You can't sleep, you hardly eat, and to be honest, your grades have been suffering."

"If you don't get a date to the dance, I'll wear a dress."

"If I don't get doilies, you don't get fog machines."

"I see you're hiding at the punch bowl as well."

"Hey man, do you have a wireless password?"

"You may be fast, but you still excel at wasting time!"

"All you've been so far is a nuisance!"

"It's a combat skirt!"

"The innocent never run."

"I hate this game of emotions we play."

"I have a legacy of honor to uphold."