#so i thought hey lets do it asife

[thedrotter]

not-yet-dead-person

silly comic of a conversation in-game i thought was too funny not to make something proper for instead of a doodle ww

(timelapse + wip images (thus silly process commentary in read more if you like artist commentary :3)

i think the sketch looks silly and goofy and funny so i find it important to share with you the mere presence of the faces i drew on it. i drew it on top of the boxes without staying inside its borders because i find my proportions can get wonky if i draw them cropped in a restricted space. and I feel trapped otherwise and i will draw BAD!!! give me spaceeeee to go wild!!!!

the head circles are there for emotional support

very low res speedpaint because truth is the canvas was much bigger than the space where my comic was placed. i didnt account when exporting my timelapse in 720px that that tiny space would look so pixelated ... but it's able to be percieved, so its okay.

(i will now comment on my process and it is not brief sorry)

usually i would try to clean up my sketches and figure out what goes on top before jumping into linework, but since there are multiple panels and drawings i chose to jump into inking right away for the sake of brevity. i just went in with a brush that uses pen pressure and drew what was needed. i added extra line thickness and contrast in areas around the face because it helps direct your eyes there more easily that way.

according to her equipment rei has a chain belt but i only remembered it existed once I was going to color, and i did not like that discovery... I chose to ignore it to maintain my peace. i already have the color palettes for these characters figured out, and i didnt really want to think about a new element at the moment www I tend to overthink those things a lot so i skipped it

the rest is rather straightforward! not that anything else wasn't, but in here i could turn my brain off and sing. linework and sketching require mumbling so i cannot turn my brain off. just block in the characters with a solid color so i can have a mask (something along those lines,) where the color can stay inside. then just color in !!!

Base colors just had slight cell shading on the skin, and for the hair i airbrush a bit of the skincolor in low opacity near the forehead... I'm not sure what it means, but i can look at the faces easier with it somehow. i like the gentle subtlety it adds even if you cant really tell. it makes things look nice.

background was just me blocking in the color of the wall and floor, shade the wall a bit, then slap a noise and free use wood texture on top. work smarter not harder ! yet it took a bit to make it look stylistically fitting with the characters, and even now i think bottom middle panel looks odd. whatever!!!

for the middle panel i thought itd be funny if the background was a solid silly and colorful one to contrast the next panel's sketchy black one. a contrast to how the word widow is seen. on that note my handwritting is not pointy. i gaslighted my hand into thinking that it was indeed pointy in that moment so i could write "not-yet dead person" in letters that didn't seem cute. my hand did not fall for it but it complied anyway

that's basically it! I'm not sure what else i could say that doesn't feel barebones because it really is that straightforward. if you're curious I used clip studio paint for this. only special brush used was for linework (a brush named Lemon Brush), the rest used were just the default. my computer gets the least credit. it was trying to convince me a 20mb file was going to nuke it all the time and hardly let me save multiple times so i do not appreciate it

[imaginealotofthings]

Imagine you find out Chibs is seen with another woman.

"Y/N, they were together."

"We saw them"

"He's moved on!"

.. The old ladies & croweaters- the ones you considered friends, even maybe family now; kept telling you Chibs had moved on. You and Chibs weren't officially a couple, so you had to act like you didn't give a shit, but in reality - you fell in love with the man the first time he spoke to you.

Were they just trying to hurt you? Protect you? Who knew.

All you knew was that it hurt like hell! You had fallen so hard for Filip Telford over the past few months since moving to Charming - you really thought he was the one but you knew everything was too good to be true.

You sat at the bar with the girls in the clubhouse - they told you how much of a piece of shit Chibs was and that I deserved SOO MUCH better... The boys sat in a huddle, keeping out of the way - which seemed out of character for them.

You kept drinking...and drinking. I nodded along but didn't agree with a word they said. To be fair, I never thought Chibs would do this to me but he definitely wasn't a piece of shit & I definitely didn't deserve better. You didn't want better. You wanted him. You want Chibs.

You drank a lot by this point. "Thanks girls, I'm just gonna go out for a smoke."

"But Y/N, you don't smoke." one of them spoke over the others.

"I do now!" grabbing the packet of cigarettes and lighter you head outside.

Leaning against the wall, you lit the cigarette. This was the first one you'd had since quitting 5 years ago. You were ashamed, but you smoked as if it was going to cure everything. Blowing out the cloud of smoke a hand appeared yanking the cigarette from your grip.

"What the fuck are you doing lass?" Chibs face concerned.

"Hey, give me that..." you stumbled. "You don't get to take stuff off of me, like that bitch whore has..."

"What are ya talking about Y/N?" Chibs more confused than concerned now.

"That woman you've been seen with all over town, the girls have already told me, so save it Chibs. I hope she was worth it." Chibs scratched his brow with frustration and realising what was happening.

By this point the girls and the rest of the Sons had come out to see what was going down. A few of the boys took the girls back inside to talk.

"Y/N, the woman is no bitch whore. I can assure you! It was your sister."

You stare at him, tears leaving your eyes. You waited for more answers.

"I asked your sister, Y/S/N into town for lunch - I wanted to ask for her blessing on behalf of your family. I wanted to seek approval to ask for your hand in marriage.... Goddammit." he began to get angry.

You began to sob, so hard shoving your face into your hands.

"I can't understand why you'd believe them, Y/N. I can't believe you think I'd do that to you! And smoking again after how hard you worked to quit. This has to be a fucking joke." Punching the wall, he storms off out of the Teller Morrow lot.

You fell to the floor in tears. Juice and Tig sat down to comfort you.

"Hey man, you can't blame her you know what them crow eaters are like, they'll do anything to keep us boys from serious relationships. It'll all be fine man." Jax says before patting Chibs on the back.

"Just the thought of losing her kills me, Jackie Boy." He looked at Chibs with an empathetic look. "I'm in love with her."

A smirk appeared on Jax's face. "Stop fucking about and go get her, she's in love with you man."

Chibs wipes his face and bounds up to wear Y/N sat on the floor in her drunken state.

He reached down and lifted you up. "Y/N, come on. Lets go." You nodded. He swept you up and put you over his shoulder. Taking you to his room and laying you on the bed.

"Asif you got this drunk with worry - I can't believe you think I'd leave someone as amazing as you.

I'm going to kiss the worries away.. all over your body. Ok lass?"

"Okay Chibby.."

"And then tomorrow, I'm gonna ask you to be my wife..."

Credit to gif/image owners

[aparecium-harrypotter]

george weasley x reader // song fic: olivia - one direction

Y/N is given George’s diary by Fred and all their friends are convincing her to read it out loud hoping they’ll hear about his feelings towards her but they find something a little different.

i love this song so just thought i’d write a little something slightly based on it, also who doesn’t love abit of one direction x

‘Come on Y/N, just read a few pages’ Fred pleaded.

‘No I’m not invading his privacy like that! There’s better ways to find out how he feels’ Y/N laughed.

‘But think about it this way, he’s probably write all these cute things about you and you’ll never get to read them if you don’t take the chance right now’ Angelina said from across the room, catching the attention of the golden trio and your roommates.

Y/N looked down at the book in her hands. Biting her lip, she sighed and looked at her excited friends.

‘Okay I’ll do it’ she said sheepishly, her words being drowned by her friends squeals.

Y/N opened the diary and took a deep breath, was she really about to violate his privacy like this? Yes. She just wanted to know if he felt the same.

‘I can’t believe I’m doing this’ she muttered as she flicked through the pages to find what they were looking for. Her finger caught the page that was filled with heart doodles and she knew that this was it. She looked up and grinned at everyone, letting them know she’d found it.

‘don’t you see the things you mean to me?’ Y/N fake clutched her heart and pretended to swoon. ‘Oh I love you I love you i love...’ she stopped abruptly, a look of confusion and hurt washing over her face. Her friends shot questioning looks at eachother before Y/N started to speak again.

‘I love Olivia’ she could barely get the words out, pain present in her voice.

‘That can’t be right let me see’ Fred grabbed the book from her with a shock filled look on his face. The lines on his forehead creasing as he read the pages in front of him.

‘I live for you i long for you’ he sounded confused as he spoke.

‘Olivia’ Y/N interrupted.

Fred shot her an apologetic look but carried on reading to everyone.

‘I’ve been idolising the light in your eyes’

‘Olivia’ Y/N muttered, she almost looked asif she was in a trance.

Angelina got up and hugged her obviously hurting friend, then took the book from Fred to see for herself.

‘I live for you i long for you olivia, don’t let me go’ she muttered, eyebrows furrowing as she struggled to understand.

‘Maybe it’s an old book? There’s no way he likes someone else, it makes no sense’ Angelina said.

‘Yeah remmeber i found you lying in bed with his T-shirt on the other day’ Ron spoke up. Y/N shot him a sad look.

‘I spilt my drink and I couldn’t be bothered to go get a new one so he just let me wear his’

‘But remember he asked you to the yule ball’ Fred commented.

‘As friends, Fred he asked me as friends’ Y/N uttered, stopping as she heard someone enter the common room.

Everyone frantically tried to make themselves busy as they saw George walking in. Angelina closed the book shut, making sure George never saw it open. She slowly passed it back to Y/N as George walked over.

‘Hey Y/N’ George smiled as he sat down beside her, flinging his arm over her shoulders.

‘Hey’ she mumbled.

George’s eyebrows furrowed as he glanced down into Y/N’s lap. His eyes widened when he realised what it was.

‘Is that my diary?’ He sounded angry but a little bit scared too.

‘Yeah Freddie found it before we were waiting for you to get back so we could give you it’ Y/N straightened her back as she cleared her throat and passed the book to the tall ginger beside her.

‘Did you read it?’ He asked frantically

‘No of course not’ Y/N looked down, not being able to look into his eyes.

George looked at her, eyes scanning for weird behaviour. Looking around the room he noticed how strange everyone was acting. He sighed as he realised what had happened before he walked in.

‘What did you see’ he asked.

‘W-what nothing George I told you we didn’t read it’ she stuttered.

‘Y/N’ George deadpanned.

‘Okay fine, we only read one page and it was about Olivia’ she muttered, making a strange face at the name Olivia. ‘just say what you’re feeling and say it now’

George sighed as he looked at the sad girl in front of him.

‘Y/N it’s not like that, you don’t understand’

‘What don’t I understand George? That you like someone else? I’m not three fucking years old i just get the feeling you’re walking out’ she shouted, silencing the room from the whispers coming from her friends.

‘Y/N’ George said calmly, he cupped her face with his hand. ‘It’s a spell, to make sure if it was seen by anyone but me it wouldn’t show the right name’ he took out his wand and muttered a spell while tapping the page.

The words started to change, gold light forming around the name now imprinting itself on the paper. Y/N.

Y/N stared at the page in front of her, tears forming in her eyes. Happy tears of course.

‘Oh George’ she cried, smiling up at him.

George said nothing, he just placed a kiss on her lips as his hands snaked around her waist. Y/N pulled her hands up to George’s red hair as he nibbled on her bottom lip. Remembering they were in a room full of their friends, they pulled apart. Giggling slightly they turned to the group of gaping teens in front of them.

‘Well I’m just happy you two finally figured it out, of course you wouldn’t have been able to if I didn’t steal George’s diary’ Fred gloated, making George throw a pillow at his head to shut him up.

‘OW’ he shouted as everyone burst into laughter. Y/N and George sat down and cuddled on the couches, finally able to act the way they’ve always wanted to.

[oh-for-fic-sake]

No Boyfriend’s

Masterlist

Henry comes home to find out his three year old princess has a boyfriend, whats a dad to do?

Warnings: swearing, fluff

A/n: so I had so much fun wrighting this fluff piece! Thank you to @jessevans​ for requesting it.

No Boyfriend's

You walked up to the preschool to pick up your daughter from her afternoon session. You had to admit when Henry had first sugested moving out of the city You had been a little skeptical. He had been adamant that he wanted your child to have a childhood much like his. Out of the hustle and bustle moving out into 'the sticks' as many londoners would call it. You'd settled in a quaint picturesque little village near Canterbury in Kent the location was perfect for henry's work with the port of dover thirty minutes away and the center of london with all the airports around an hours drive in the opposite direction it was ideal. And best of all it was out of the way and had all the amenities within the village itself a post office, shop,pub, Doctors surgery and pharmacy the local primary school and pre school was literally a five minute walk from your house and the closest secondary schools were a ten minute bus ride into canterbury itself and when the time came you had six to choose from.

The reason for the move? Your now three year old Daughter the apple of her daddies eye. You remebered the day you'd told your boyfriend you were pregnant, you'd been terrified as much as he said he wanted a family you couldnt help that twinge of doubt. But he was exstatic within moments he had darted out of the room when he returned he was clumsily trying to dial his mothers number with shaking hands tears streaming down his face as he kept asking if you were sure even when his mother picked up, you could here her laughs of joy as he told her. He paced the room leaving you to sit on the bed giggling as he refused to sit down whilst on the phone with his family every time he walked past you he move his hand pressing on Your flat tummy asif trying to feel the child already that or he was trying to imagine you with a bump and that grin? You'd never seen him smile like that before it truly melted your heart seeing him so happy. He was always and attentive boyfriend but once you was pregnant he was..Incredible always by your side when he was at home tending to your every need and he somehow managed not to be over bearing.

It was when you went to the first scan that he had proposed some might say it wasn't the most romantic but for you it was perfect! Leaving with the first photos of your little jellybean and a fiance. Fuck yes! You thought that you couldnt get any happier but then came the gender scan. You knew he didnt mind what they were but you also knew deep deep down you both wanted a little girl to coddle over and buhe wanted a daddies girl someone who he could be their knight in shining  armour. He could bearly keep still beside you holding your hand tight watching the screen trying to get a look at your little 'nugget' as he had called them he couldn't keep quiet either with every swipe of the ultrasound  wand he was changing his mind.

"Girl? Is that? I can see? nope Boy definatly boy"

"Henry babe...dont get to excited that's the umbilical cord...I think?" They were being a little bugger crossing their legs making the sonographer work hard to move them around as you had to move again and again trying to get the little one to move. Finally they spoke.

"And you two are about to have... Little....Princess! You have a baby girl on the way congratulations" you both froze looking at the screen seeing your baby...your daughter. Immediately you both burst into tears.

"A-a girl your sure?" Henry asked in a quiet shaky voice the woman smiled nodding handing you both tissues then moved slower over the child showing you exactly what she saw then printed off some of the photos for you. Once home Henry began refering to her as 'little lady' on account of her 'protecting her modesty' by crossing her legs.

It wasnt long after youd began talking about moving seroiusly, the house was big enough sure but now you knew the baby was a girl it all seemed much more real. Sure you'd both spoke about buying a house together on and off as youd moved in to his place earlier in the relationship but this time it was more feasible the idea of raising your precious little girl in the middle of london didn't bode well for Henry he was also concerned about haveing photos of her taken he was an actor hell your relationship was posted all over social media by your third date! He didn't want that attention on his daughter so you both started seriously looking. It only took another nine weeks to find a place you both fell in love with the Georgian detached house it looked like a mini manor with its decorative columns and tall windows had a huge garden to for kal it was perfect.

At six months you had a small private wedding and it was then that he anounced your marriage and baby Cavill, potsing your favourite wedding photo of you in you and Henry facing each other laughing witb your foreheads together, you were wrapped around each other as close as ou could get considering the bumb that had seemingly grown overnight his hand resting on the cute bump you were laughing because she had just kicked him when he had told you he loved you. Almost like 'dont forget about me!', Kal had photo bombed to his head poking out between your an Henry's legs smiling , a part of your flowy dress caught up on the bears ear head tilted the only one looking at the camera and in the same post he added an ultrasound of your baby girl. You got congratulations from many of yours freinds and family. And Henry's freinds and costars each wondering the same thing 'how the fuck did Henry keep it quiet?'. You wondered that as well, the hole pregnancy was just memory after memory. Henry made sure you did everything you could to document your daughters creation, you did the photo of your bump once a week the last one being you in the hospital in the middle of slow labour holding the gown tight around you a mere half hour before she was born. He had made sure you did the belly casting which had been tidied up and trimmed painted pink and was in the cupboard, then the 4d scans expensive tho they were nothing and you mean nothing compared to seeing her little face for the first time, it was then you realised she looked nothing like you! She was all her father although a slightly more feminine and less sharp and it was also there you were told she had lots od hair...Curls you felt like you'd hit the jackpot. At the birth he had been incredibly supportive until he wasn't, well you disagreed  he wanted to film it and not just your face  he wanted to film it you said no but regretted it after as it would have been solid proof of what happened.  You see one moment he was there then mid contraction....you heard quiet 'nope' a huge thump is what alerted you to his fall.... there was an alarm pressed and nurses came running in each giggleing, it was rare now days to have a fainter.

"Are you FUCKING KIDING ME?! HENRY?! OI! HERNY? CAVILL GET YOUR ASS UP!" You had to stop shouting and started breathing heavy as another contraction pulled at you once over you began barking orders to the nurses.

"KICK HIM...KICK HIM IN THE NUTS! DONT WORRY ABOUT STERILISING SUPERMAN HERE! NEVER AGAIN! HE WONT THEM TRUST ME... HENRY GET UP! ARE YOU LISTENING? STOP BEING A LITTLE BITCH! I AM NOT DOING THIS AGAIN COS HE FUCKING MISSED IT! LOOKING WHEN I TOLD HIM NOT TO!"  The nurses didn't know what to do it took three of them to place im in the chair each trying desperately not to laugh as you had a melt down screaming at him to 'wake the fuck up' You swore you even heard laugher from outside signaling that his family had heard. Yes your wonderfully supportive husband had fainted through stress? Excitment? Anxiety? Low blood sugar? Each time you asked him it had been different answer but and to quote him 'it was definitely not because I looked' which neither you or his brothers will ever believe or let him forget. Luckily he came to as you finally birthed his daughter. A stunning screaming little dark haired bundle. He sobbed when he held her for the first time leaning over her cradeling her so gently leaning over her kissing her as many time he possibly could he was the first one to hold her, hug her kiss her and change her. The photo of his first cuddle hung proudly in the hallway ,you will never forget that moment, the moment when Henry's whole world changed  you could see then just how much he had wanted this. Your daughter was going to be the luckiest little girl in the world.

Paige had grown into a daddies girl, through and through which made today much better. Henry was coming home from filming man from u.n.c.l.e he had been away for months and you had kept his arrival home a secret. Henry was going to make it home in about twenty five minutes. You stopped just before the colourfull gates unable to go in with Kal, you could see the kids lining up in twos underneath the oak tree in the small garden. You smile moving to stroke Kals ears hushing him as he barked loudly vibrating with exciment his tail thumping on the floor as he sat like the good boy he was. At his bark you could hear the kids all squeal with excitment, they loved it when you brought the 'wolf' to the preschool. It was funny hearing Paige whine to them that 'his name is Kal and he's a bear'. He was quite the spoilt pup when he helped you pick up his sister getting hugs and kisses of all the Paige's class mates. Finally the small class was walked out of the garden one of the teachers holding the gate lettjng them leave to their parents. Paige waited in line pointing to you then was let out you ducked down hugging her kissing between her her curly little pigtails.

"Hey baby! Have a good day?" She nodded passing you her small bag and a small potted plant? You looked at her confused but said nothing. She turned and giggled hugging kal smoshing her face in his chest making him stand up she pulled back and squealed as he latherd her with kisses three hours away from her was apparently to long!

"Oh no Kal! Stop it silly bear!" You laughed watching her push weakly at kal who began to settle down now that his 'pup' was with him. You noticed the other parents hovering there kids all pulljng itching to come get Kal cuddles. You smiled to them nodding suddenly they came over all giving him pets and love which he lapped up. You also used it as a sort of lesson the do's and donts of petting dogs, which did some of the other parents a favour. Kal wagged his tail and droped to the floor he couldnt roll over fast enough directing the tiny hands to scratch his belly mouth open tongue lolling about as he panted one happy little bear. After you were sure all the kids got there cuddles you moved calling kal he huffed at you ignoring you instead wanting more love. You smirked down at him sighing as the children giggled. Finally after much coaxing from the other parents you and Paige managed to heave kal away with promises of chicken and snuggles at home. Soon you was on your way home kal padding beside you happy as can be.

Paige took he spot beside you holding his lead with you she was talking about her 'boyfriend' a little boy who she had taken a shine to. It was really sweet he had just moved to the area a little asian boy who paige had bonded with quickly. Really they were just best freinds but he was the first boy she had made freinds with hence she had opted to call him her boyfriend.

"So then Micah played let me play and-and he let me be a knight!" You smiled at her as she beamed excited.

"Really? A knight?" She stopped at the road with you looking both ways then crossed quickly.

"Yeah! Like in daddy's games!! And he gave me some of the bany tomatoes in his lunch...did you he grew them in his own garden!!" You gasped sown at her.

"Really? Oh my, sound like a little dream boat!" she scrunched up her nose lookjng up at you placing a tiny hand to he forehed sheildjngnher eyea from the afternoon sun

"Wha?" You chuckled shaking your head at her.

"Never mind jummy is just being silly" nodded to you her lightl blue eyes sparkling at you then Continued talking about her day mostly about Micah and the games they played.

When you reached home you watched as kal began barking and whining which could only mean one thing. Henry was home already, you unlocked the gate and released the dog with a quiet 'go get daddy' he tore off whining running to the door scratching and pouncing barking the whole time.

"Mummy whats wrong with kal?" You looked down at her knowingly"I'm not sure why don't you go see to him?" She nodded her head biting her lip then licking it, she looked so much like her father doing that. Then she was off running to the house just as Henry opened the door. She froze then screamed for him quickly falling to pieces with grabby hands wantjng her daddy. You watched all choked up as always she was bawling her eyes out by the time he had jumped the steps to the house scooping her up in his huge arms. He clutched her to his chest shushing and rocking her as she cried into him fisting her small hands in his shirt just calling him over and over. He moved his head kissing her trying to calm her, he hated and loved this. He hated her getting so upset when her returned but secretly loved that she missed him. The first few times he left he was worried she wouldnt remember him but juste as youd promised him she had.

The first time he came home you’d taken her to the airport to meet him...He had ended hup having to sit in the back with her as she refused to let him go getting hysterical  each time he tried to pry her off of him. She had gotten better as she got older understanding that daddy had to work and now she was older she could speak to him on the phone and video chat. Each time after the initial crying and snuggles she would stay stuck to his side weather she was sitting on the sofa between his legs when he was playing games or in the makeshift gym with him useing his reps to practice her counting...even if in five mineuts he managed two hundred by her count they were always together. Hell sometimes he even read a new script as a bed time story, which not even you were privvy to!

You laughed walking up to him winding your arms around them both cuddling your daughter between you he leaned in kissing ou on the lips.

"God its good to be home" you smiled smoothing  one of paiges high pigtails she whined calming down kicking her little legs wrapping an arm around his neck and moved suckling her thumb a little. He moved you all into the house patting her bottom lightly somthing he had done since she was born it always soothed her. You moved to the kitchen opening the back door letting air in it was to hot, you placed the small plant on the windosill by the sinck giving it a tiny bit of water as you noticed the siol had dried out. Henry stayed close behind you wanting to be around you, you moved to the slow cooker flicking it on to warm up the already cooked casserole. He came up behinde you movijng to have Paige on one hip still rocking her slightly even tho she had calmed down.

"Ohh look baby chicken casserole...Did you help mummy with that today before school? " She giggled peering over the pot.

"Yes daddy! I putted in the veggies! And tatoes! Daddy!" He smiled at her gasping.

"You did the veggies and the potatoes?! Such a clever girl making daddies favourite dinner" she giggled at the praise nodding.

"And-and I tasted it to!" he gasped at her as she got all excited

"And what do you think?" She grinned and 'whispered'

"Needed salt" you spun round and gasped at her offended.

"You little!" You chased her and Henry around the kitchen island wriggling your fingers as if to tickle her.

"AHH HAHAHa NOOO! DADDY RUN RUN!" you giggled as he scarperd out of the kitchen hovering by the door and moved all you saw was the tops of their heads peering into the kitchen. You rolled your eyes as they made a 'plan of attack' you turned back to the pit placeing the lid back on.

Suddeny Henry had you, arms pinning yours to the sides as Paige 'tickled' you making you laugh.

"Oh my god! Stop I give I give!" Finally Paige relented koala climbing Henry who quickly scooped her up to his hip.You moved in kissing her cheek then henry as he wrapped his free arm around you nuzzling in to your neck giving a quick nip before licking at your skin.You giggled trying to escape yet all he did was grab you around your waist and hoist you up.

"HAHA! I have you both now!" You laughed and Paige squealed as he spun around holding you both before making his way to the living room  you wriggled free pretendingnto run from him making paige call out to you for help as he threw her up in the air holding her with 'slam dunking' paige to the sofa making her laugh and  scream as he followed lifting her littl tshirt blowing rasberries on her tummy makeing her squeal and laugh louder. You smiled at the two, this is what you missed when he was away, the laughter of a full house. You sat down in Henry's armchair as he and Paige 'wrestled' soon attracting kals attention who like the loyal steed he was came to paiges aid pouncing henry making him groan and roll off her givingnher and kal the chance to escape to the garden, you both let them the garden was safe and having  kal around was like a live in nanny he wont let anything happen to her.

Henry rolled over on the sofa lounging back panting crooking a finger at you. You crept over moving to sit in his lap, he tugged you down to him pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. He moved sitting up more cupping your ass smirking.

"Soo? Did you think about what I mentioned?" You grinned and pretended to think for a second making him groan leaning in leaving kisses on your neck and jaw.

"I did" you finally replied, you felt him hold his breath as his nose ghosted your ear.

"I stopped them that night~ all back to normal now" he pulled back staring at you

"Really? You mean it?" You nodded them brought you forward for a deep kiss. He had mentioned trying for another child when he came back, youd always intended to give Paige a sibling but not when she aas still a baby baby. Now that Paige was older and going to be in school next year you had felt ready to try again and had be over the moon whne henry had suggested it in a video chat instantly stopping your contraception so eveything would be back to normal and you could start trying asap asfterall you knly had him home for a few months then he was off to play superman again. He smiled lunging forward pinning you below him devouring your mouth you moaned as things got heated.

You felt them. Eyes. Blue eyes to be exact. You both sighed and turned to Paige who was staring unblinking at the two of you from the door. You moved pushing him up.

"Mummy? Wheres my plant I wana show daddy what I grew!" He looked at you and sighed a little, you could tell he was a bit dissapointed but you waved him off as he stood pulling you up with him you moved in whispering.

"Tonight love" he grinned and jumped up a bounce in his step holding his hand out to paige who took it.

"Its on the windowsill in the kitchen" Henry nodded left the room letting you relax for a while already knowing you were picking up your kindle to read. Once in the kitchen he lifted Paige placing her on the counter and pulled over the small plant.

"So whats this then?" She smiled touchingnthe leaves softly

"Its a strawberry plant daddy...I did it from a tiny seed!" He smiled at her looking to the plant it wasnt half bad small but alive which is more then he could say for his when he tried.

"Oh you did this? At school?" She nodded at him and moved the leaves about.

"Yes and it will get bigger and grow pretty flowers...And the flowers will grow a strawberry! Miss bou said we cant pick em till they are a bright red like in the shops... and we can take pictures in to show em off!" He nodded to her

"So your gardening at school now? Is it fun?" She giggled putting the plant down

"Yeah we got lots in our vegetable patch...we got some lettuce and peppers and spinach and and tomatoes! But they not ready yet...Micahs is! Micah grows the at home... can we grow some veggies daddy?" He smiled at her

"We certainly can...Besides we will need to plant your strawberries in the garden...I will make your ownn little growing patch amd we can grow anything you want how does that sound?" She squealed and bounced on her bottom making him smile.

"Lets make a list and we can go get them tomorrow" she nodded in agreement. You walked in the kitchen as henry and Paige leaned over the counter making a list

"Whats going on here then?" Paige quickly riped the paper from under Henry's nose.

"List mummy! Of palnts for my veggie patch! Daddy wants to help!" You smiled peaking over the paper seeing two halves one side had strange 'paige writing' the other a list Henry had written. Compost, tools, string, pots then lots of different fruit and veg. You chuckled shaking your head.

"You missed watering can...maybe we could get a waterbutt? And one of thows plastice green houses to start the seedling off?" He smiled nodding addjng them to the list as you went and checked dinner. You nodded then turned to the other two."Right you tow dinners done wash up then go wait at the table...Had it in the slow cooker all day just needed to be heated up" he leaned over kissing you once again thanking you then helped Paige was her hands leaving to the dining room with Paige.

You did this everytime he came home early dinner meant an early bedtime for Paige and then You could give Henry a proper homecoming. You dished up the dinner home made chicken casserole you moved quickly with the three bowles placing them on the table then sat down ready to eat as Henry began talking about work. you smiled letting him gush about his work, you loved seeing him like this he blushed slightly.

"Any way enough about that, how have my two girls been?" You watched at Paige grinned across the table to him.

"I made a new friend daddy!" You swallowed your mouthfull choosing to keep quiet you knew where this was going you grinned into you bowl. He smiled at her leaning over to wipe her mouth quickly making her giggle at him as he stuck his tongue out at her.

"Oh really? And whats her name?"

"Haha nooo! Daddy its not a girl...I've got a boyfriend!" Henry choked onhis mouthfull paiges face dropped and she looked to you worriedly you smiled reassuringly at her. Henry hit his chest coughing finally getting himslef under control, he looked at you shocked and terrified you nodded at him chuckling.

"A-a boyfriend? Poppet dont you think your a bit err young for that?" She frowned at him shaking her head.

"No daddy! He is really nice! He lets me be a knight! And today we had lunch together and he fed-ed me his tomatoes."

"Gave paige he gave you his tomatoes" you corrected as Henry gaped at her unsure what to make of it.

"So he is just a friend?....he better be"  he grumbled the last part under his breath.

"He is a friend...My boyfriend I love him daddy... he gives me hugs! And Kal likes him to! He's my hero" You giggled as Henry was panicked and at a loss.

"Really....love I thought daddy was your hero?" Creased up he actually looked a bit hurt from her words she gave him a sympathetic look.

"Yes daddy you are...But Micah is to! He is soo pretty and fun and he don't make me be the princess all the time...And he shares his colours"

"Okay so you love this boy Micah?" She nodded pushing her food around in her bowl.

"What do you love about him?"

"His hair! Its black and shiney! And and he is cute!"

"Aha but you do know he isnt your boy friend right? Your not aloud boyfriends yet....No boyfriends untill your older." He said she looked at him wide eyed then you her bottom lip quivering.

"What? But but I love him!" Henry crossed his arms at her she mimicked him scowling

"No absolutly not baby" .she whined and smaked the table in a huff

"NOOO! MY BOYFRIEND!" He raised a brow at her as she had a paddy.

"No boyfreinds untill your 21 and thats final ittle lady"

"No! Micah is mine! My boyfriend! A-and you cant stop us from playing! So there!" Henry rose a brow trying to ignor your quiet chuckles as Paige made huffed and stuck her nose in the air being a right little madame. You watched givjng Henry the stink eye as a grin crawled across his face. Here we go.

"Its illegal...he could get in trouble, daddy could get in trouble" Henry tilted his head at her as she gasped trying to read him, you could see her mind trying to work him out. Is he lying? Or not? but her father was an actor...And a damn good one he had a poker face like no other. You knew where this was going, you knew you should stop it but his was gold! You had a feeling that henry was not gojng to ckme out on top.as she opend her mouth.

"W-well we wont tell..Keep it a secret!" She said holding a finger to her lips Henry tutted shaking his head.

"Oh poppet...Do you know where daddy has been these past months?" You squinted at him trying to see exactly where this was going knowing you were going to have to pick up the pieces. She nodded then shook her head no. He smiled devilishly at her. Oh shit here he goes.

"Daddy has been to spy school" you gasped at him oh hell no he wouldnt...yes he fucking would you could see the twinkle in his deep blues.

"Spy school?" She spoke in a small voice then turned to you looking fro one to the other he nodded at he

"Y-your a spy?" He nodded and she gave him a sa look.

"Yes, and I made friends with lots of spies" she twitched slightly shaking her head.

"And they told me that the spy rules says that a spy's little girl isn't allowed a boyfriend until they are twenty one....If they did find out daddy could get in trouble...You dont want daddy to be in trouble do you?" She shook her head bottom lip trembling as she was torn. She looked like she would explode as she tried weighting up her 'options'.

 Suddenly Henry dropped his smug look and looked more like a deer in the headlights as Paige began wailing moving her arms making grabby hands to you. You sighed and hoisted her into your arms rocking her trying so hard not to laugh.

"W-why is da-daddy mean?....I ju-just want to pl-play with my boyfreind!" You patted her back rocking her.

"No-now D-daddy will get i-in trouble! But I-I just w-wana plaayy!" She cried harder hicupping between her words.

"Oh sweety come here shh shh" you gave Henry a look as he leaned back in his chair crossing his arms at you shaking his head. Stubborn and protective of his little lady.

"Nope..Not having it" you hissed at him knowing you had to spell this one out for the big idiot.

"Daddy didn't mean it,he wont get in trouble at all baby girl"

"Yes I did"

"HENRY!" he shut up at your hiss

"Bu-but d-daddy said-"

"Hey look at me...Dont listen to daddy he is an idiot and just jealous of Micah" she sniffled an nodded

"Y-yeah cos he-he's got pretty Shiney hair... D-daddies just got stupid curls!" You giggled as Henry looked aghast at her not believing wht ha was hearing

"Exactly daddy is just being a grump! you can still play with Micah...He is your best friend isn't he?" She nodded sniffling

"and you love his like a friend right?" Henry now realised his mistake blinked at you as you rolled your eyes shaking your head at him like 'what the fuck? Really? Shes three' .oh. She pulled away wipinng her eyes looking to henry's matching blues.

"Really daddy? C-can I still play w-with micah?"

"Yes of course...I'm sorry baby...you and mummy was right I just got jealous...daddy is used to being your only hero." Smooth cavill real smooth. She bought it tho nodding he tilted his head down.

"Yo-you wont be in tr-trouble" he shook his head at her

"A-and Micah wo-wont be in t-trouble?" Again he shook his head and reached for her.

"No baby daddy was just being silly...Come here Can you forgive me poppet?" She thlught about it then nodded lunging for him cuddling him he mouthed a sorry to you but you just rolled your eyes at him. Idiot.

It was later that night when Henry returned to your bedroom after reading Paige to sleep,. You both flitted about one another getting ready for bed ou was brushing your teeth when he brought it up.

"So who is this micah then?" You rolled your eyes still hearing a little hostility there...To a fucking three year old. You spat out the toothpaste and looked to henry leaning on the door.

"A little boy...He moved to the village just after you left...Paige was instantly taken with him, he is asian so was avoided by the other kids...you know what she's like with hair and shes never seen straight pitch black hair before... she gushed about him for a few days then they became best freinds....And she call's him her boyfriend because he is the first male friend shes made! God henry really shes three! There none of that shit yet...not for a good few years!" You turned away from your sheepish husband.

"So? nothing i need to know? theres nothing going on? whats his parents like?" You blinked at him..

"Seriously? Like are you being serious now?  Ok well fuck it his dad has taken over the doctors surgery and is actually your and my doctor now that dr marsh has retired! His mother is a stay at home wife, they have a cat called fuji; cos he is fat and a gold fish called mino because its a mino...he is a sweet polite boy ...his favourite colour is green he grows fruit and veg in his garden and you know what Henry he fucking loves batman! and whne he batman versus superman comes out he is gonna want batman to kick your ass! there you happy Jesus fucking christ almighty!" Henry smirked moving towards you slowly stalking towards you really.

"Fuck off" he just chuckled quickly wrappjng himself around you.

"God your so sexy when our mad come here~" you blinked at him

"Oh hell no You did not get me riled up to have rough sex.....Henry I!....you little shit!" He laughed knowing you’d caught onto him making you more irritated and dragged you to the bed kissing at your neck along the way.

"Come on love time for number two...A boy to keep and eye on Paige for me when I'm away!" You chuckled relenting as he laid you down on your bed.

[inactivewhore]

My Love Was Too Much For You 1/2

EDIT: I changed the end to leave you guys on a cliffhanger

A/N: Please be kind, I haven't written in a long. Please let me know if I could have done anything better!

Warnings: Angst, Swearing and a bit of smut

As you stare at him, while he kissed his costar, you couldn't deny the jealousy building up in you. You wanted to go and just grab him and pull him away from her but you knew you couldn't.

You weren't the jealous type... Or were you?

"Jenny isn't even that pretty," you thought to yourself.

You knew he wasn't going to leave you for her, no. She was too cheery for him, too high-pitched. Ugh, her high-pitched voice was what bothered you. You lightly smacked your head. Clearing all the thoughts on an innocent girl who hasn't done anything.

"CUT!" The director yelled as you let out a breath of relief. You saw them laughing, which made your insides boil. You rush over as fast you can, you had to let her know he was yours.

"Hey," you said to Jenny as you grabbed Chris's face and pulled him to yours for a peck on the lips. You made sure Jenny saw the both of you. You wanted her insides the book just as yours did.

You let go of him after a good 30 seconds. Chris takes a big breath after you let go of him, "y/n-", but before he could finish, you started to talk over him.

"What are you talking about?" You asked both of them. Jenny let's out a high-pitched giggle, which you couldn't deny, annoyed you, "we were just talking about how I bit his lip by mistake during the kiss," she looks to Chris and laughs again.

You didn't find it funny but let out a forced laughter. As the next days of shooting went on, you made sure to be beside Chris, all the time. You had to let the tramp know, he was yours. You'd make sure to kiss him every time you'd be in front of her. You'd hear the occasional, "EW!" From McKenna.

As the end of shooting for the film came, the cast and crew decided to go get a few drinks over at Marnie's.

You wondered where Chris was as he wasn't in your sight. You go over to his assistant, Maryam, she gives you a smile, "Hey y/n, do you need something?" She asked.

"Yeah do you know where, Christopher is?" You said. She points towards his trailer, "Thank you," you tell her, giving her a smile before leaving.

As you approached the trailer, you heard loud voices. You were sure one of them was Chris's.

As you reached, you put a ear to the door. "She's been acting so fucking clingy these past weeks. If I knew that this was how it's gonna be, I wouldn't have called her," he yelled at his phone. He wasn't talking about you was he? Because if he was you were ready to pop on his motherfucking ass. "You love her, don't forget that. She's sweet, kind and we all like her," you hear, Shanna, through the speaker.

"Yeah, but y/n's been getting on my nerves, I don't know what's up. She was so chill in the start but I don't know what the fuck happened."

Tears began to stream down your face, you wanted to pop off on him but you couldn't, you were too heartbroken from what you were hearing.

Chris takes a deep sigh, "I may end it now."

Those last words were enough for you. You leave the set, not even letting him know that you're leaving. He didn't deserve to even look at you. You get into your Uber and go to your shared house, waiting for the inevitable

*

You sit in the living room of your shared home. You had your favorite whiskey in your hand.

It was pretty strong, you needed something strong.

Something strong to make this pain go away.

Fuck, you love him but hate him so much. You wanted to feel him, you knew that made you feel better. You loved when he kissed your neck just the way he does. He made your toes curl like no one else. That was never going to happen again.

He's breaking up with you.

Either today, if he's a dick, or tomorrow, when you wake up to see a empty space beside you.

You couldn't think of this ending, you loved him. Even if the words never came out from either of you, you loved him. "Shit, shit, shit!" You said, walking back and forth your living room, with the whiskey in your hand. You didn't want to be here.

You could smell him here, you could feel him here, you could remember the time he made you cum like nobody else on the leather sofa facing the TV .

You couldn't be there, you couldn't bear crying again.

You took your purse, taking the car keys to your Mazda 3 and left the house. You were going to your friend's house, Nahida. You didn't know who else to go to. It was 1 am in the morning. You felt your phone vibrate against your leg. You knew it was Chris, but did you want to hear him end it on the phone. You made sure to keep your eyes on the road.

You'd already been drinking, you needed to concentrate.                                

You parked on their front garden, "shit," you said, but you could barely care.

*

You rang the door, once, twice, five times. The door opens, "what the fuck are you doing here. It's 1 in the morning." You didn't care what she said, you just needed a hug so you jumped on to her, giving her big fat bear hug. The one Chris would give. You begin weeping on her shoulders, soaking her pajamas.

"What happened?" Nahida said, as she tried to calm you. "Chris... Jenny... Clingy... Dickfucking bitch!" You said between cries. She slowly brings you in to her home, closing the door behind her. As you began to stop crying, Nahida asks, "do you need anything?", You look up to her with teary eyes, "lots and lots of alcohol.

*

"HE'S A BITCH!" You say as you take a sip. A, "shhhh," sound came out of Nahida, she didn't want to wake up the baby. "Come on drink with me," you tell her as you bring your wine glass close to her.

She pushes your hand away and whispers, "I have to breastfeed, I can't have alcohol in my system," she gives you a little smile in the end, "I'm sorry all that shit happened, you didn't deserve it, you were just being a girlfriend."

"Right," you tell her, "How dare he call me clingy while he struck his throat down, Ms. Screechy," you tell her, as you gulped your drink down.

You had turned your phone on silent already, you didn't need to hear the constant reminder of your relationship ending.

"Did you tell him how you felt uncomfortable," asked Nahida.

"He would've said, this is my job, if you can't handle it, maybe we should end it," you did your best of mocking him.

As you and Nahida sit in silent for the next 30 seconds. You hear the doorbell ring. Nahida gets up and goes to get the door before it rings again. You got up to fill your glass again, you hated to see it empty.

As the door opened, you heard a bit of mumbling, but you were drunk enough to not give a shit.

After filling your glass, you take a seat at the couch and begin drinking.

You start to hear heavy footsteps coming your way, you look up to see Chris looking at you with anger in your eyes. You scream across the house, "Nahida, there's a crazy person in here!" Nahida runs in and puts her finger to her mouth, "shhhh."

Chris looks at you, "What the fuck, y/n! You haven't answered your calls or your texts. You left set without telling me, I had to find out from Jenny who saw you leave in a hurry. What the fuck, you can't just do that."

You begin to laugh as Chris gets angrier, "you need to make up your mind, crackhead, do you want me there or no," you said bluntly.

He looked at you confused, "What are you saying."

You stand up as you prepare yourself to mock him. You make your shoulders big, and yourself, taller, "Hey, I'm Chris," you said in an annoying deep voice, "my girlfriend is so clingy and I'm going to tell my sister about how I'm going to break up with her."

As he realized what'd happened, his eyes started to turn big, "oh shit," he said, as he put his through his hair, "you heard it, shit, y/n/n, you weren't supposed to."

"Don't call me y/n/n, you lost that right when you said you wanted to end it," you said to then as your eyes were filled with tears. You were to drunk for this, you didn't even know what you were saying. He comes up to you and he holds your hands, he kisses both of them, "I didn't mean it," he said, as he wiped the tears from your face.

You pushed him away, "there is always meaning to whatever you say," you look at his sad eyes but you didn't care, he hurt you, "I'm breaking up with you," you said to him as bluntly as you can.

You broke your own heart before he could. Nahida stood there, with her mouth open, she was as shook as Chris who was heartbroken at what he had just heard, he knew he deserved it but he never thought it'd hurt so much.

You didn't even want to talk to him, it was painful enough. As he tried to touch you, you moved away, letting him know that he's not welcome to touch you.

You speak to Nahida, "Tell him to leave," you told her giving her a stare. Chris got the idea and went towards the door, Nahida led him to it.

You sit on the sofa, thinking, was this what you wanted. You'll find out later, but not right now. Right now, you wanted to sleep.

3 Months later:

After getting your dream role in, Sofia Coppola's new movie, you were ready to move on from the pain and sorrow that had been caused.

There had been regret, you couldn't deny that, but there was also a sense of hope, hope for the future, for the better.

Today was the screen tests, you weren't sure who was playing your co-star, you hoped for someone like, Jharrel Jerome, or Chris Hemsworth, or Henry Golding.

It didn't matter because you were on cloud 9 and nothing can bring you down.

You were living at Nahida's for the time being. You were pretty sure, Asif, Nahida's husband was tired of you already, due to the fact that you were a major cock blocker. But spending time with them and baby, Daniyal was good for you as it took your mind off of him.

You reached the 21st Century Fox studios. The last time you'd been here, there weren't happy memories. You didn't want to bring it all back up in your head but your heart was saying something else.

You remember, seeing him kiss Jenny with such passion, you remember the jealous feelings inside of you. You especially remembered the time he called you clingy and said he'd end it off with you. You took a deep breath and thought, "fuck him, " you didn't want to waste the space in your mind for him.

As you got out of the car, you made sure to say thank you to your Uber driver, making sure to grab your purse and your script. The sun illuminated on your pale skin as you got out. Today was a good day, you felt it.

You entered the offices, you needed to go to the 3rd floor where, Sofia and producer, Gavin Palone were. You reached their office where Sofia's assistant, Eve, let you know that they'll bring me in when the male lead comes. You sat outside the office, you put your earphones on and listened to your favorite song, Dinero.

You sang along to it, "She take my dinero, take my dinero, " not realizing you started dancing too. You felt a tap on your shoulders, so you took your earphones off and looked up.

You were breathless, all your emotions came flooding out at once. "Hey, " he said, in a low, sorry voice. "Chris, what the fuck are you doing here, " you wanted to yell but said it silently.

He looked like he was about to throw up, "Chris?" You asked, in a stern voice.

As his face became as red as a tomato, he finally spoke,

"I'm the male lead."

[smoljams]

‘Nothing Like Us’ part 5/5 ~ Jungkook Imagine

Jungkook x reader, matchmaker!Joonie

warnings; It might have swearing in it, idk I can’t remember 😂

A/N: I really should have called this ‘Waste It On Me’ but um yeah nevermind. In my defense, the song wasn’t out when I started the first couple parts and I had absolutely no idea where I was actually going with this series

>> “Me and ‘love’ don’t mix well. Love doesn’t love me. And i don’t wanna ruin what’s already okay. But, because I love you, I will think about it okay? I’ll think about it properly, long and hard, and I’ll let you know my decision on Friday, is that okay?” <<

You spent most of the night wrestling with the darkness; tossing and turning and trying to find comfort. Which is easier said than done when thoughts about Jungkook constantly filled your mind. It was a long night...

The next day went relatively fast, with all the guys being at work and leaving you to your own devices for the day. With it now turning half 7 at night, you are currently in your room, getting ready for Y/F/N’s party. You connect your phone to your bluetooth speaker and start playing your playlist -

‣‣ Me like yuh - Jay Park

‣‣ Bad Boy - Red Velvet

‣‣ Igoholic - PLT

‣‣ Regular - NCT 127

‣‣ Manitto - Villain

‣‣ Get It - Pristin V

‣‣ Roll Deep - HyunA ft. Ilhoon

‣‣ Whatta Man - I.O.I

‣‣ Gucci - Jessi

‣‣ Good Boy - GD X TAEYANG

*2 hours later*

Y/F/N’s house overflowed with people, some you were familiar with, others not so much. The music that blared from the speaker was like a drug that brings everyone higher, higher until their mind buzzes with pure joy. 

You were stood in the busy kitchen, pouring yourself a drink, when Y/F/N came rushing in. 

“Guys come on!” she whined at some of, what you assumed to be her other friends who had sat around her counter, keeping themselves occupied with their phones “put your phones away, and come and dance!”

They all looked up at her in unison, and their facial expressions made you chuckle into your glass. 

“Yeah, yknow what?” Y/F/N began, moving her focus so she could glance at everyone in the room, including you “phones are banned tonight, okay? It’s my birthday and I say get your arses in that front room and have a good time with me. That's all i ask for. I just wanna celebrate with my favourite people”

The mini speech she gave surely made an impression, as everyone got up and left the kitchen with her, putting their phones in the pockets. You decided to do the same, placing your phone into your clutch bag, grabbing your drink and leaving the kitchen. 

When you entered the front room, the music was so loud. ‘ikon - killing me’ was playing and the powerful sound made your insides tingle.The bass thumped in time with your heart beat as though they were one, filling you from head to toe with the music. You were having a wonderful time, that was until you heard ‘Fire’ by BTS. Your mind became polluted with your constant overthinking. You promised him an answer for tomorrow. What was you going to say? How would you say it? In the space of a few minutes, you had become so dazed and distracted, the music began to sound muffled by your thoughts - not that you noticed anyway. 

You sat down on the large couch, an overwhelming sense of dread taking over you. Your mind snapped out of your thoughts when you felt your phone vibrate in your clutch bag.. and again..and then for a third time. You didn’t even know what time it was, but it was definitely late so who’d be contacting you at this time? You wondered what it would be, but you knew you couldn’t get your phone out, as you didn’t want to seem uninterested in Y/F/N’s celebration. You took a sip of your drink and try to ignore it, it was probably some stupid notification for a game, nothing major. Taking a deep breath you try to pay attention to the music - the song had changed now and you recognised the singer as CL - you focused on the flow of her rap and you managed to get back into the swing of the party. 

Y/F/N sauntered over to you and sat down “Hey, you having fun?”

You nodded and smiled, taking another sip of your drink. 

Y/F/N carries on talking to you about a mixture of things including, how long it took for her to do her makeup, how much the alcohol cost, and not to mention how ‘drop dead gorgeous’ some guy from her work was. You would have listened properly but the non-stop buzzing you could feel from your phone, as your bag was placed on your lap, drove you insane. You HAD to know what was going on. It was killing you.

“Um, Y/F/N? I’m just going to go to the bathroom okay?” you said, grabbing your bag. 

You practically ran to the bathroom and locked the door. Placing your bag on the bathroom counter, and taking out your phone, you noticed its 2:15 am, and you see a tonne of messages from Namjoon and some of the guys, but none from Guk. 

“Y/N!! Have you heard our new song?” - Hobi 

“CHECK YOUR NOTIFICATIONS Y/N!!!!!” - Tae

“Listen to our new song and let me know what you think x” - Jimin

“Our new songs a bop right?! XD” - Namjoon

New song? What new song? Your twitter was blowing up too. Almost everyone was talking about BTS’ new song ‘Waste It On Me’ and you decided you might as well listen to it now. 

➼ “You say love is messed up You say that it don't work You don't wanna try, no, no  And baby, I'm no stranger To heartbreak and the pain, of Always being let go”

➼ “And I know there's no making this right, this right And I know there's no changing your mind, your mind But we both found each other tonight, tonight So if love is nothing more Than just a waste of your time Waste it on me”

➼ “So we don't gotta go there

      Past lovers and warfare

      It's just you and me now 

      I don't know your secrets

     But I'll pick up the pieces

     Pull you close to me now”

Wow. It’s asif all your doubts about acting upon your love for Jungkook, and whether it’d work out disappeared as soon as you played the song. That song. That song was 1000% written for you. It had to have been. To say you were speechless was an understatement. You knew what you had to do now.

You rushed home immediately, not even thinking straight - you left Y/F/N’s party without saying goodbye; you make a mental note to text her later explaining everything. She probably won't even notice anyway, as she’s definitely preoccupied with the drinks and drooling over her “gorgeous” colleagues.

When you finally enter your place, it’s really quiet. Guessing from the time, you assume most of them are asleep by now so you silently remove your jacket and shoes and head towards Jungkook’s room. You place your hand on the door handle and slowly push open the door. Your eyes land on Jungkook straight away, tucked into his bed, wrapped in a profound sleep. With you trying to ignore you heart beating at what feels like 1000 miles a second, you tiptoed over to his bed and sat next to him. He looked so damn perfect. His messy hair framing his relaxed features. His calm breathing helped to stop you from panicking and you gently place your hand on his cheek, slowly caressing it.

“He looks so peaceful..” you thought, “I mean,, should I wake him up or wait until the morning?”

You smile to yourself as you realise you cannot hold your love for him in any longer and decided to wake him up.

“Um, Guk?” You sort of half-whisper, while cautiously moving your hand down to his shoulder to try shaking him slightly

a groan emits from Jungkook’s throat as his eyes flutter open, his soft gaze falling on you. An immense feeling of butterflies erupt in your stomach. The fluttery feeling of unconditional love makes you smile warmly at him.

“It’s Friday, Jungkook” you start “..I love you”

Jungkook’s eyes widen a little as he sat up in his bed, his mind trying its best to process everything. You were there in his room at, well, he doesn't even know what time it is, waking him up to tell him you love him. That must mean you want to try. It must mean you want to be with him.  A small smile played on his lips, his eyes sparkling ever so slightly. 

“I love you Y/N” he smiled, leaning in towards you.

His lips connect with yours for the first time, yet it feels like they are right where they belong. The kiss was steeped with passion; it was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words could never be. You knew you had made the right decision, as when you were with Jungkook, all of your troubles and worries seemed to melt away. Jungkook’s hand rested on your cheek, just below your ear, mirroring the way your hand was on his earlier. As you both pull away, you place your hand on his chest. You could feel his heart beating away. You loved this man. And he loved you. 

 A/N: so that's the end of this series. I hope you enjoyed! Feel free to request anything - texts, snaps, oneshots etc. and I’ll try my best to do them! Thanks so much for reading!!x

[oosteven-universe]

Punks Not Dead #2

Punks Not Dead #2 Black Crown/IDW Publishing 2019 Written by David Barnett Illustrated by Martin Simmonds Colour Flatting by Dee Cunniffe Lettered by Aditya Bidikar     In the spirit of awkward house calls, Fergie and Sid’s urgent quest for Fergie’s long-absent father finds them holed up in a dilapidated London boozer… where they meet some unwelcome old enemies and make an interesting new friend. Back in Preston, Dorothy Culpepper of The Department of Extra-Usual Affairs gets a proper wallop and Fergie’s mom Julie and kinda-girlfriend Natalie end up with blood on their hands. The spirit of ’77 is alive by night with power chords and psychic grenades in London Calling: “To the Faraway Towns.”     This is one of those series that really comes at you and takes you but complete surprise with not only how innovative and different it is but also just how imaginative and creative it is as well. This is one of the absolute best ghost story style stories that defies the genre and is what Men In Black wanted to be but couldn’t achieve. Let’s face it Sid really is one of those people, like Bettie Page, who we knew but didn’t know and the jury is still out on how much but hey that’s okay. Because in all honesty, it’s more fun to imagine based on what we know rather than not assume anything at all.     I love what David is doing with this. It is more than just Fergie and Sid there’s Fergie’s mom and Natalie who have their own troubles plus we’ve got Dorothy and Asif as well. There are also some fringe elements that are also in play so essentially the layered story arcs that will possibly cross paths at some unknown and undisclosed time and location make for some truly interesting moments. The fact that this many different yet related arcs are happening simultaneously and are integral to one another showcases this ability, see talent, for being able to write and keep things going without the reader ever forgetting what is going on at any moment. It is one of those talents to have too and this ties into the characterisation as well because each of the people that we have met and continue to meet is fleshed out beautifully so that they are continually growing and evolving as people.     The interiors here really are beautiful. I love Dee and the work he does and though he’s only flatting here gotta say the contribution is greatly appreciated. I have to say that I am cannot get over the strength of the linework here. If Dorothy isn’t some immortal monster who sold her soul a long time ago I would be completely surprised but then the lines we see in her face are where most the character comes into play and it’s both gorgeous and hideous. There is this wild creativity and imagination here and not just in the characters or the setting but in how we see page layouts and the angles and perspective in the panels as well. Granted I want a lot more backgrounds but somehow the way the visuals work I'm not sure that’s actually possible.     Now there are few things that I am more than I thought I would and seeing and hearing the dialogue between Asir and his boyfriend is among them. The relationships that are going on here have been extremely entertaining and as twisted as they are I look forward to seeing where they lead next. I mean Fergie has more game than he realises and while it seems he’s got nothing going for him, he sees it that way, and while I would love to see him take a dude up on an offer he’s the almost perfect kind of clueless. ​     With bold, innovative storytelling in both words and visuals, this is what storytelling should be all about.

[dabumbumblife]

Saying goodbye to another relationship

Hey everyone, so i got an interesting story for y'all. I was a part of this very fast pace relationship that only lasted a little over a month. The woman's name was D____. At first, I fell for her kindness. The fact that she helped me out even after being two hours late AND searching for me when I was lost, spoke volumes about her character. The second was her personality. It was literally like dating fire, any second you could get burned, but at the same time, you couldnt help but want to be near the warmth. Finally, dear lord her body was the hottest i've dated yet. There were always rocky instances throughout the short relationship. She would often get jealous of my friends, whether they be in the philippines, or abroad. She would often get jealous in general, even with my own family as well as ex's that I havn't seen in or spoken to in years. It was tiring to fight every single day, but I still fell very hard for the woman. Despite her jealousy, I wanted to stick with her, to be the guy she'd be with in the end. but that never came into fruition. Why? Because her personal life continuously unhinged what little we started to build. Plus, her unyielding need to point out negative factors of me, or just straight up judge me. It was baffling. Let me start with the first problem: 1. The girl had people courting her for years. Now this by itself isn't an issue. The problem is that she would continue to take gifts from these people far after we had decided to start dating. No, neither of these guys gave up, she continuously said that they're just friends but, lets be real, they don't see it like that. A woman must be able to command her own path, not be so weak willed when it comes to others interfering with the relationship. 2. She was all about money. I don't know what sparked this issue, but she really started to focus soley on money. It was asif every single aspect of our relationship revolved around it. To be honest, I spent more on her (percentage wise) than any other woman i've dated. I doubt she noticed cuz she was too buy looking at the value spent (or lackthereof) rather than what i'm actually sacraficing to be with her. Now I only have about 20.00 that must last about 30 days. Good luck to me. 3. She can't let go of the past. Granted she was head over heels for a guy before, and various men have been trying (and even while we were dating, have continued to try) to date her, i stood firm about my feelings towards her. However, in her case, she would dig... find whatever she could on facebook, or even start imagining things, blow it up, and break up with me on a whim. I felt like nothing almost every time she did that. It felt like I really couldn't open up to her about anything after awhile... 4. She called me some other guys name. Thats kinda self explanitory, there isn't much to be said after that. I was treating her to some bubble tea, she called me one of her other guys names. Yeah... imagine how my heart felt when that happened... I am still not over it. 5. She talks highly of other men. This is probably my biggest pet peeve. How can a woman say shes dating and has a boyfriend, when she quite literally says "xyz loves me far more than you do" followed by words like " Sometimes I ask god why I don't love him back". Girl... the fuck. Its one thing to think a friend or whatever is amazing. Its another to always rub in the things that I am currently limited to doing, or even worse, comparing and saying I fail in the most basic of things that I know I am trying my best at, especially to others who are still trying to court her (when they're supposed to stop... but she never stops them). 6. She lies. I mean, everyone lies. I don't believe theres anyone in this world who could say otherwise. However her lies aren't white lies. She willingly omits information regarding other men at near intimate levels just so "I won't get mad". The issue is the situation in the first place. I have to admit, I too have lied to her, about meeting up with a friend. However, that time was to actually talk about her and kind of brag about her, also to get help on what we can do together later that month as a couple, it backfired and she forever stopped trusting me. 7. She believes in other peoples words. This is probably another one that hurts me. I would tell her something, really think out my words before I send them but what she would do is go asking one of those guys that are trying to court her, and they would flip my words against me. She willingly chooses their words over mine. I hope nobody feels through that type of pain. 8. She did the "pick between your friends of me" question. Like wow... what are we 11? Stop with that shit, you're a freaking adult. 9. She had no actual faith in us succeeding, regardless of me being a foreigner. She would continuously say "This will eventually end" and "i'm going to marry an arab for the money so my family will be happy" etc. Her mind had already been setup to want us to fail. Almost every single day she would remind me that i'm either not good enough, that other men are doing things for her, or that she sees no future in us being together. I still question then, why call yourself my girlfriend and be with me, if you already want us to fail? There isn't much willpower in negativity. I just couldn't when we spoke about future plans. She wasn't ready. 10. There are alot more, but this will be the last. She wouldn't listen. Above all else this was probably the one that was the most devistating. Rather than hear my own words, she would listen to others. Instead of listening to me (having to defend myself on a daily mind you) about how I am literally doing nothing, she would make believe something, get furious and lash out. The amount of times we would just walk around the mall and she would scream at me for looking at some random girl (another note, she happily looks at other men...and women... and then screams at me when I have been trained to look down to the floor out of respect) when I wasn't even looking. My eyes are averted to the floor, out of respect for women, they aren't sex objects to me, they are people of equal status. I respect them and hopefully they respect me. She couldn't get this. She never wanted to communicate or look through my eyes on things, just blow up, f @ eel bad, and wait for me to come back begging, even though I had done nothing wrong. This was a destructive relationship by leaps and bounds. I am actually very hurt because I was so into the thought of this working out. Now i'm just like "wow... I lost everything and she don't even say nothing". She broke up with me by text btw, imagine how thats like. I really tried my best to make this work. I wish she just saw how much effort I had put in, just paid the tiniest bit of attention on the actions I did... something. I know I was her first bf and lover, thats probably why she doesn't realize what she truly had. But she made up her mind, blocked me on all forms and has probably moved on, or at least is in the process. I will truly miss her, because I loved her. I tried so damn had to make things work, I guess it was just too real when I blew up and texted out my entire grievances with what she's been doing up till now. All she got out of it was "you think low of me" and "you indirectly called me a hoe"... shes too immature to really see that she isn't ready for the seriousness of a relationship. I wish it was otherwise, but thats how it is. Thus is the life of a foreigner!... Now I have two tickets to a theme park this sunday and nobody to go with. I will miss you girl, more than you'll ever know.

[babyawacs]

whatare the mechanisms+drugtricks. cmon now uhad years ifnot decades    @law .@laws . @judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard_law @lawyercom @ap @reuter s @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom  itis intel. intelharms allalong. why wouldthey add any burden toit that decoys that,asguilty+liable+charged /// itmust be understood that the germans are not sorry or even  s elf critical about whatthey did here ******** its which twist trick works that they flip trick it and getaway with this  ******** which power asymmetry trick which info rmation asymmetry trick which proxy weasel trick that its a dayfool they can do w h a t t t t t t  tt t t t t t t th e y w a n t whocares whats daytimecharged they a r e not sorry or self critical about their g e r m a n n e s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s the harms the people they sacrificed to commitmore crimes its which weas el proxy twist flip that they get away with this which bra in damage which trick  to steal  to con trol to unhappensness to germannesss it  this ///// ivastly mean then-system. isit better now?!  #what #is #daytime #charged @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard_law @lawyercom @ap @reuters @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom  someone decided m naaaah we keepit asdayfool and use that to shuffle scums and harms and if he daytimecharge s what we trickfraud it andifits nolongerpossible then how do wemake a twist or a trick to fraud it oncemore and seeifit works thistime and and and and if we try this? 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others iiiiiam t he glorious pirate of the shitvalley thou shaltnot pass until i keep halfof allye got ye others porn it with minors and play word against word aaaaw thatguy again!  thatis the f i f t y f i r s t case this year alone- but but but butyou must belllliiieieeve ??me eeeeeeeehhh?????.... others have other tricks he is aeh generalissimo so my legitim ate prisonor we mess with him and his security and he typed jail us so he iiis generaliss imo and aeh my aeh extra gay prisonor and now welcome as our guests others mmmmuaaah ahahahaa welcome to our horror show  and t o n i g h t : after greatest moments dvd: a n o t h e r episode: does it explode bloated guts or not explode then a glowing ball or sth preferably mingled with germans ss s s ss s ss s s e x  each scumbunch has their  own tric k to steal and fraud allyou armor against routeplan agai nst safehome against rubbbbbertitttt and cover from safecar and daytime realtime sor t ruthlessly hit the case witho ut brakes for 20years then the fix nothinghappened killall nothinghappened letmore then decoy th ensmear then repeat /// center backlow aimed 155am is: idont envy curveball signed up for an in telgig to lie leadingto anothermistake. was his path intelmistake better than really didntl ie 20years . itis a good hint if germans efforted hideously what  as agenda wh at about the pileof crap over the case each and every single year //// isthere? no?bonus?whatsoever?! that it d i d start as mistake of t h e i r s asif their mistakes are my fault they fucking taughtmy ownbrother to drop down and rollaway from me the evil assassin that replaced christian kiss because they didnt even know either  not me the replacer an d not me the replaced theffffffffffffff f f f f f ?!?!? /// #when #one #minor #germans #used #believed #their #trick #alib is #back #then #theyll #swear #their #very #life #away @zuck your @facebook #facebook platf orm didnt frame intel dependency relationships to germancockroachgermans or sth because they give eachother alibis to rape civillians with intel coma dr ugs right? goodluck when they didnt have to sneak around barr icades in y o u r cases while stayingout of daytime letalone how they germansolved it archaic scream theraphy oninteldrug +nowhy was sth itwould explain alot whenits simply apropaganda tool far beyond rational arguments greetings I am Christian KISS BabyAWACS – Raw Independent Sophistication #THINKTANK + #INTEL #HELLHOLE #BLOG https ://www.BabyAWACS.com/ Inquiry@BabyAWACS.com PHONE / FAX +493212 611 34 64 Helpful? 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whatare the mechanisms+drugtricks. cmon now uhad years ifnot decades    @law .@laws . @judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard_law @lawyercom @ap @reuter s @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom  itis intel. intelharms allalong. why wouldthey add any burden toit that decoys that,asguilty+liable+charged /// itmust be understood that the germans are not sorry or even  s elf critical about whatthey did here ******** its which twist trick works that they flip trick it and getaway with this  ******** which power asymmetry trick which info rmation asymmetry trick which proxy weasel trick that its a dayfool they can do w h a t t t t t t  tt t t t t t t th e y w a n t whocares whats daytimecharged they a r e not sorry or self critical about their g e r m a n n e s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s the harms the people they sacrificed to commitmore crimes its which weas el proxy twist flip that they get away with this which bra in damage which trick  to steal  to con trol to unhappensness to germannesss it  this ///// ivastly mean then-system. isit better now?!  #what #is #daytime #charged @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard_law @lawyercom @ap @reuters @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom  someone decided m naaaah we keepit asdayfool and use that to shuffle scums and harms and if he daytimecharge s what we trickfraud it andifits nolongerpossible then how do wemake a twist or a trick to fraud it oncemore and seeifit works thistime and and and and if we try this? whatkindof shitsystem does this howmany analysises didthey damamge away lets say be neath itb test prestudy time itis a civillian but itis a blackswan civillian intel survi vor exposure to scums because fraudsystem you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! let em implant whatthe y want damamge whatthey want rape whatthey want andthenyou tryto steal what i made desp ite itall what is daytime charged a nd repeatedly for ten years since echr2800/10 to 3781/20 eu andlocal and countlessoth er insitutioons of banking and law //// remember: each bunch stealsdifferentlybut they onlycan because itstarted as intelmist ake each bunch steals differently. some are hey look what ifound andfound first  o thers throw arock at its head soit falls intomy sack hiring recruiting others ifigure out what he wants to porn hold mybeer others he is my ssssexslavetransvestite mother sh abooboo and i aeh deserve money others nuts!nuts!nuts! b a t  shit nuts!! quick! ! germancure him and dont lethim speak before he ifnects us with his paranoic thoughts others what realtime iaeh keepthemoney abit fornow thatits s afe  inmypocket others frivolous lifecenterpoint he aeh is jus t abit aeh… s t i n g y no  aeh a s k e t i c  so quick!! taxit. and and and and if we taxhim as deadbody? others iiiiiam t he glorious pirate of the shitvalley thou shaltnot pass until i keep halfof allye got ye others porn it with minors and play word against word aaaaw thatguy again!  thatis the f i f t y f i r s t case this year alone- but but but butyou must belllliiieieeve ??me eeeeeeeehhh?????…. others have other tricks he is aeh generalissimo so my legitim ate prisonor we mess with him and his security and he typed jail us so he iiis generaliss imo and aeh my aeh extra gay prisonor and now welcome as our guests others mmmmuaaah ahahahaa welcome to our horror show  and t o n i g h t : after greatest moments dvd: a n o t h e r episode: does it explode bloated guts or not explode then a glowing ball or sth preferably mingled with germans ss s s ss s ss s s e x  each scumbunch has their  own tric k to steal and fraud allyou armor against routeplan agai nst safehome against rubbbbbertitttt and cover from safecar and daytime realtime sor t ruthlessly hit the case witho ut brakes for 20years then the fix nothinghappened killall nothinghappened letmore then decoy th ensmear then repeat /// center backlow aimed 155am is: idont envy curveball signed up for an in telgig to lie leadingto anothermistake. was his path intelmistake better than really didntl ie 20years . itis a good hint if germans efforted hideously what  as agenda wh at about the pileof crap over the case each and every single year //// isthere? no?bonus?whatsoever?! that it d i d start as mistake of t h e i r s asif their mistakes are my fault they fucking taughtmy ownbrother to drop down and rollaway from me the evil assassin that replaced christian kiss because they didnt even know either  not me the replacer an d not me the replaced theffffffffffffff f f f f f ?!?!? /// #when #one #minor #germans #used #believed #their #trick #alib is #back #then #theyll #swear #their #very #life #away @zuck your @facebook #facebook platf orm didnt frame intel dependency relationships to germancockroachgermans or sth because they give eachother alibis to rape civillians with intel coma dr ugs right? goodluck when they didnt have to sneak around barr icades in y o u r cases while stayingout of daytime letalone how they germansolved it archaic scream theraphy oninteldrug +nowhy was sth itwould explain alot whenits simply apropaganda tool far beyond rational arguments greetings I am Christian KISS BabyAWACS – Raw Independent Sophistication #THINKTANK + #INTEL #HELLHOLE #BLOG https ://www.BabyAWACS.com/ Inquiry@BabyAWACS.com PHONE / FAX +493212 611 34 64 Helpful? 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whatare the mechanisms+drugtricks. cmon now uhad years ifnot decades @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard_law @lawyercom @ap @reuters @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom

itis intel. intelharms allalong. why wouldthey add any burden toit that decoys that,asguilty+liable+charged

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itmust be understood that the germans are not sorry or even

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New Post has been published on https://shovelnews.com/art-installation-places-10000-books-on-liberty-st/

Art installation places 10000 books on Liberty St.

This Tuesday Oct. 23, a public art project by the University’s Institute for Humanities called “Literature vs. Traffic” was installed on Liberty St. Over 10,000 books covered the street all day, and pedestrians were invited to walk through the books and pick from them at night. Among the thousands of Ann Arbor residents who experienced the display were three Daily Book Review writers. These are their stories:

I went to the “Literature vs. Traffic” installment twice on Tuesday, once in the daylight and once after dark. In the daylight, the books looked like a scene straight from that Russian avant-garde film “The Color of Pomegranates” (you should talk to Emily Yang about it), their sun-dappled pages rustling ever so slightly in the breeze, giving the entire installment a sense of gentle motion — reliable aliveness, like that of an ocean. My daylight visit was before they opened the gates to the rabid bibliophiles, but let me tell you that didn’t stop them. I witnessed an elderly woman hop the fence and tiptoe out into the sea of novels and pick up one in particular that caught her eye. On the other side of the installment, one of the volunteers noticed and yelled “HEY, HEY, DON’T DO THAT YET! PUT DOWN THAT BOOK!” Pure comedy, heightened by the imagery of the fence around all the books, not unlike the fence penning in the little concrete stack of books statue outside the Clements library, which always just licked my funny bone. Isn’t it massively hypocritical to erect fences around our books, even the representative ones?

I stole away from my job for 20 minutes at night to revisit the installment, my interest piqued from all the weird books students were bringing to the Perlman Honors Commons. On my power walk over, I witnessed student after student carrying veritable armfuls of weird, old, LED-illuminated titles, something I doubt I’ll ever see again. The eavesdropping was prime: “Where is everyone getting all these books? The local bookstore?” “No, they’re in the street.” In the thick of the installment, pawing through these strange, picked-over tomes, I felt the weird sort of urgency one experiences in a crowded store: the need to examine all the items, to find the one you want before someone else does. It’s a slimy feeling. At least in this case, it was cut a little by a collective mirth at the bizarre selection. The guy next to me pondered aloud who would need a volume of homeopathic remedies for maternity pains, and the woman ahead chuckled at a guide to DIY RV maintenance. I left with an ancient copy of W. Somerset Maugham’s “Cakes and Ale” that I had once seen on a postcard, and “Charles Schwab’s Guide to Financial Independence” in Chinese because I’m not sure when I’m ever going to encounter that again.  

—Verity Sturm, Daily Arts Writer

To me, the best part of the installation was watching people’s feet. It’s rare to see crowds of people collectively handling things gently, but if you looked at the ground at the spaces in between the books, you’d see a lot of fully grown adults carefully making their way through the dark street on their tiptoes. Nobody wanted to damage the books, and if anybody stepped on one accidentally, they would almost instinctively jump back. One guy was tripping over himself, trying to run through the crowd while shouting, “WE WON’T HURT THE BOOKS, WE WON’T HURT THE BOOKS.” Everybody around him instantly cleared a path — a collective agreement that books are at least a little bit precious, and we all want to protect precious things.  

— Asif Becher, Daily Books Editor

It’s quarter to 8:00, I’m walking home from The Daily newsroom and about five minutes in I’m very perplexed by the mass of people surrounding the intersection of State and Liberty. Ann Arbor streets only ever get this crowded for big sports victories, but the patient huddle gathered in front of me was quite the polar opposite of a revelrous, drunken mass. I had seen the metric ton of tomes coming back from class earlier in the day, but I thought it was nothing more than a 24-hour art installation — and despite the sheer volume of books on the street, my lasting reaction was “cool.” Yet it just happened that I stumbled into the main event of “Literature vs. Traffic” like I do most good things in my life: accidentally. Albeit what I think is a silly name (if you actually want to pit the two entities against each other then remove the barricades, you cowards) I slyly sauntered my way into the magic of the moment. I heard around me that once the clock struck 8:00 any book on the pavement was ripe for the picking. My phone read 7:50 but I think the fact kids were allowed to peruse the literary lot early made onlookers a little jumpy, so I dove in when there was enough people in the middle for me to go unnoticed. My first intention was to find “great books” that I had long missed out on and finally get an excuse to read them, but when the first cover I flipped over was “Heart of Darkness” I realized I wasn’t doing this right. Instead I trounced around looking for the most unwieldy shapes and bizarre illustrations. In a sentence I hope has never been written before, a giddy smile was brought to my face when the cover of a book I picked up read “L. Ron Hubbard: Scientology and the Fundamentals of Thought.” My coffee table is all the weirder now with pickups like “Decorative Victorian Needlework” and a Matlab textbook entirely in Chinese. Street books, thank you for being surreal, mysterious and a reminder of why we love to read in the first place.

— Robert Mansuetti, Daily Arts Writer

Source: https://www.michigandaily.com/section/arts/art-installation-places-10000-books-liberty-st

[chickensarentcheap]

Sanctuary - Chapter 21

Warnings: profanity but that’s about it

Tagging: @c-a-v-a-l-r-y, @alievans007, @innerpaperexpertcloud, @valkyrie-of-the-light

They meet in a coffee house two clocks from their hotel; arriving separately, hoping not to draw attention to themselves. There was no way of telling of how far word had spread. If the news that a solider for hire had travelled out into the general community or if the people responsible very keeping it on the downlow in fear of escalating tension. There was already longstanding angst between the IRA and everyday folk; their acts of brutality and domestic terrorism were decades old and while silent, still had the propensity to flair up at a moments notice.

 Tyler is already on his second extra large black coffee when Yaz arrives; the younger man casually slipping into the bench across from him, iPad in one hand, his own SAT in the other.

“That shit will kill you,” Yaz remarks, wrinkling his nose at how incredibly strong the brew smells; the colour as dark as fresh black ink.

“Too late. I’m already dead inside.” Tyler retorts, and removes his sunglasses and places them on the tabletop, followed by his personal cellphone.

Esme had sent him videos that the kids had made for him: Tanner bragging about how many popsicles he ate in one sitting, TJ showing off his black eye and swollen nose, and Mille proud as shit that she’d been the one who had inflicted the damage. She had no shame; she wasn’t sorry and refused to apologize and declared she would do it again in a heartbeat if he so as much breathed on her the wrong way. And then the baby; with his very first haircut, freshly erupted teeth, and a handful of words that seemingly cropped up over night.

The loneliness is intense. Those beautiful little faces and those cute, soft voices telling him how much they missed him. How much they loved him and couldn’t wait for him to come home.

He rubs his hands over his face.  He’d managed to trim the beard. Had taken the clippers to his hair. Followed by a long, cold shower that did little to calm his nerves and worry but had successfully managed to aggravate every bit of arthritis that existed in his body.

“You look like shit,” Yaz comments, and then peers into his mug. “Black, huh?”

“Yeah. Like my soul.”

Yaz smirks, then orders a caramel latte from the waitress that drops two menus onto the tabletop. His eyes following her as she walks away; eyebrows arched as he admires the way her hips sway from side to side and the way her skirt just seems to hug each and every curve.  “You look like shit,” he says, as he turns back to Tyler. “Get any sleep?”

“Not really. You?”

He shakes his head, and pushes one of the vinyl bound menus across the table. “Eat something for fuck sakes, can’t have you wasting away on and perishing from starvation in the middle of a job. Nik would beat my ass. And your wife would kill me.”

“You realize I could break you in half with my bare hands, yeah?” Tyler smirks, as he flips open his menu.

“I do. And do you realize I’ve actually had nightmares where that’s happened? Where I’ve pissed you off and you’ve just gone medieval on my ass? I’m not ashamed to admit that you scare the ever loving shit out of me. I’m glad we’re friends, man. I’m just saying. Because I really do not want you to kill me with a  garden rake.”

“That’s played out. I’d use something more creative. Like a tire iron. Or a pitchfork.”

“Nothing surprises me about you anymore.  So after we talked, I couldn’t turn my brain off. It was like it was in overdrive. Firing on all cylinders. I can’t wrap my head around this. I can’t figure out how they made us that quick. We didn’t go through any airports, we didn’t have to check through customs, there was no flight manifesto. At least not one with our real names. How?”

“They had us made before we even got off the plane. Probably before we even left Colorado. There’s someone inside. A mole. There has to be. It’s the only thing that makes sense.”

“Maybe McCann? Maybe he is in on this. Maybe this is some big game.”

“I think it’s someone on the team.  He even told me when we first met that he’d paid to get my information from someone and that’s how he tracked me down all the way in Guatemala.”

“How fucked up is that? That he actually showed up there and followed you? Like a goddamn stalker.”

“How fucked up is it that that’s not even the most messed up thing in all of this?” Tyler counters, and casts a glance towards his cell phone as it vibrates against the table. Taking the opportunity to check on the notification as the waitress returns with Yaz’ drink, and her phone number. The latter she boldly tucks into the breast pocket of his shirt before flashing a dazzling smile before taking their orders as if nothing even happened.

“Well shit…” Yaz’s eyes once more follow her backside as she heads to the kitchen with their requests. “…and she’s’ cute too!”

“And legal,” Tyler smirks, as he types out a quick reply to his wife’s text message.

“Fuck you,” Yaz mutters. “That was a complete mistake. I didn’t realize she was that young. You could have been my wingman. Had you not gone into the bathroom to get laid. And thanks for that, by the way. I had to piss in an alley out behind that bar.”

“Take it as a badge of honour to know your godson was conceived while you were taking a leak outside and taking one for the team.”

“You two conceive your kids in the most fucked up places, I swear. Is anything normal with you guys? Or did you just figure, ‘hey, we started this shit out during some craziness, let’s keep the trend going’?”

“Excuse me for not being vanilla like you. Which is why I have a very satisfied wife at home and why you have callouses on your palms and carpal tunnel.”

“Sometimes I really hate you, you know that? Think I should call her?”

“Why wouldn’t you? She’s cute. She’s obviously into you. She was brave enough to give you her number. Maybe she’s brave at other things.”

Yaz smirks. “I like the way you think. Maybe I don’t hate you after all. This never happens, you know. When we go somewhere together. You’re the one that is usually getting all the phone numbers. Which you don’t even use, by the way.”

“Why would I? I’m married. Happily.”

“At least pass them on to your boy. What is wrong with me? How long have I had to struggle as your sidekick? How long have I had to witness women tripping over themselves to get your attention? You and the blue eyes and all the muscles.”

Tyler grins. “I’m flattered, Yaz. I never knew you had a crush on me. If I swung that way, I’d probably give you a chance. I’d probably split you in half though. I don’t think you could handle all this.”

“You’re a very disturbed individual, did you know that? There’s something seriously wrong with you. You’re not my type anyway You’re too...pretty.”

Tyler snorts. “I’m pretty? You have some pretty messed up definition of pretty, then. The tattoos, the scars. How’s that pretty?”

“The eyes. The hair. The smile. The big arms.”

“Alright, alright. I’m getting a complex here. Quit flirting with me and let’s get down to business. What did you find out?”

“Quite a bit actually,” he powers up the iPad and leans it against the napkin holder and condiment dispenser at the edge of the table, so they can both see it. “It wasn’t that hard to find. And I’m honestly surprised none of us thought of doing it before. Looking into the wife. There’s some good stuff. First…” he taps on the screen and brings up a side by side picture of Heather McCann; one from her earlier years (either high school or college, Tyler can’t say for sure) and a current photo, before she’d been taken.

“She’s from New Zealand. Which we already knew. Born in Christchurch. May 29th, 1979. Her mother was heavy into the activism scene; protesting shit like pollution in the oceans, nuclear arms, animal cruelty, women’s rights. So on and so forth. A couple arrests under her belt. Nothing serious. Creating a public nuisance, assault on a police officer, vandalism. Nothing too scandalous.  The father however, had quite the extensive criminal record.”

“He’s dead?”

“Killed. Ten years ago. While on vacation on the Bahamas. It was a hit. No doubt about. One to the back of his head.”

Tyler sips his coffee. “Execution style.”

“Exactly. Now, I couldn’t figure out what the hell he could have been involved in that led to that. So I did some more digging. His name was Alphonse Buckman, and this criminal record of his, there is some pretty serious shit. Racketeering,  four counts of assault with a deadly weapon, money laundry, trafficking…”

“Another Amir Asif.”

“New Zealand’s own. And there’s more. Much more.  We’re talking uttering death threats, threatening a public official, conspiracy to commit murder, accessory to murder. It just goes on and fucking on.”

“How was he even out on the street? With a list like that? He should have been doing at least fifty years if you add all of that up.”

“Money, Tyler. Money. This isn’t just some normal guy. He was the head of very prominent crime family in New Zealand.”

He frowns. “Didn’t McCann say that he met his wife while trying to extract someone from a crime family down there?”

“He wasn’t just extracting someone from any crime family. He was extracting them from this crime family.”

“Jesus fuck,” Tyler runs his hands over his face, rakes a hand through his hair, holding it away from his forehead.

“It gets better. So much better. Or worse. I’m not sure which. Remember what McCann told you? About his wife being a shop keeper?”

Tyler nods.

“That’s bullshit. Her grandmother was the shop keeper. Grandmother on the mother’s side. Remember that part, okay? Heather wasn’t just some innocent caught up in all of this. Just some random off the street. She’s the daughter of an international criminal mastermind. We’re talking a guy that was even wanted by Interpol and still managed to get off. Heather was the extract.”

“Wait…wait…you lost me. What?”

“Heather was who McCann was hired to extract. He was hired by the father. Because the mother had taken off with Heather to get her away from him. He wasn’t there to get someone away from a bad guy. He was working for the bad guy. A bad guy with extensive ties, to, you guessed it, the IRA.”

“This is fucked,” Tyler concludes. “This is quite possibly the most fucked up thing I’ve heard in a long time. That I’ve been mixed up in.”

“It was his very first job. As a mercenary. He left the IRA to become a soldier of fortune. And they took that as a huge slight. Because of all that he knows about them. And because he’s no doubt had to go after some of their members. He’s a traitor to them. But…”

‘Nothing good every comes after ‘but’, Yaz. Nothing.”

“He hasn’t just pissed off the IRA. He’s pissed off everyone associated with the ex father in law. Because he took money from them to do jobs that he never followed through with. We’re talking big money, Tyler. Like millions of dollars. Huge cash. So he’s got the IRA after him and everyone that still has ties and loyalty to his father in law. They both want him.”

“So there’s a huge pissing content going on between the IRA and these other guys.”

“Exactly. This is messed up. And I have seen some messed up shit. One word. Dhaka.”

“Still doesn’t explain the weird feeling I get from the wife,” he gives the waitress a polite smile as she returns with their food and cutlery.

“This is where it gets really interesting,” Yaz says, as he digs into his food, then shoots the waitress a thumbs up from across the coffee house.  He swipes left on the tablet, bringing up school pictures of the McMann children. “This is Emma and Nicholas McMann. Michael and Heather McMann’s two children. Born here in Belfast. Not that that means anything, really, but just bare with me here.  So McMann came home on the twelveth and found his place tossed. Completely trashed. And his wife and the kids missing and a letter, claiming to be from the IRA, saying they were responsible and that they’d be in touch. But he never called the police. He never once reported that his kids or his wife, had been taken.”

“Because he knew that the cops would find out about his own illegal shit.”

“Precisely. He spends a few days trying to take them down. Stirring up some real shit here in Belfast with the IRA, who in turn, turns around and says they have no idea what he’s even talking about. They say it wasn’t them. That they had nothing to do with it and if they wanted him  dead that badly, they would just do it. They wouldn’t do that to kids.”

“So they say. We’ve seen a lot of screwed up shit involving kids, Yaz.”

“I agree. Or normally I would. But I’m starting to think it isn’t the IRA. They’re a proud bunch. When they’re involved in something, they admit it. They adamantly refuse to take any responsibility for this. Which leads us back…”

“To the father in law,” Tyler concludes.

“Which in turn, leads us back to her,” he brings another picture of Heather McCann on the screen. “Guess who runs the books for dear old dead daddy’s people back home. Guess who is the only child of said dead mobster and the executor of his estate and his power of attorney.”

Tyler sighs. “I need something stronger than coffee for this.”

“She’s the ring leader. Supposedly. I can’t really prove that. Not yet. You know,  some of this shit would be a lot easier to dig up it we had an actual experienced intel person. Someone with real hands on experience. That has done all of this before. And really awesomely, I might add.”

“Forget it, Yaz. Don’t even say it. There’s no way I’m agreeing to that and you know it.”

“Esme has tons of contacts,” he reasons. “All over the world. She’s dealt with this kind of thing. Organized crime. In New York City and Philadelphia. I’ve seen her file, Tyler. From the people in North America.”

“You ran a background check on my wife? Just now or…”

“Back when Nik was going to hire her. We had to check things out. Check references. Things like that. You haven’t seen her file but I have. And it’s not just impressive. It is super fucking impressive. The circles that she’s infiltrated, the people she’s got to trust her, the mercenaries that she’s helped get people out of some horrible shit. She doesn’t just know things that regular people know. She knows things that could get a lot of people killed. And if we had her here…”

“Yaz, I said forget it. I am not getting her involved. We have four kids at home. That need their mother.”

“They need their father too. But here you are.”

“I’m not taking their mother away from them. I’m not doing it. So drop it.”

“Tyler, both the IRA and this family know we’re here. They know our names. Our faces. They know we came here and they are pissed. I am not going to be able to get all the information out of them that we need. Esme could come in here and get everything we need and then leave just as fast as she  got here. Look what she was able to do in Dhaka. How successful that part of it was. Now tell me why this is a bad idea.”

“Because she isn’t just some random intel person, Yaz. She’s my wife. The mother of my kids. That’s why. This is insane. Even thinking about dragging her into this. Wasn’t Dhaka enough? Wasn’t that enough bullshit for her to go through? You want me to just bring her into this?”

“It would work. You know it would. You’re just too scared to admit it. Bringing Esme in would save us a whole lot of time.”

“And possibly get her killed.”

“She could have been killed in Dhaka. But she wasn’t. Because you were there to protect her. Just like you would be here.”

“Jesus…” Tyler drags his hand down his face. “…I can’t believe I am listening to this.”

“But you’re considering it. Aren’t you.”

He reluctantly nods.

“It’s the best idea I have. And it’s the only one that will work. And you know that. That’s why you don’t want to admit it. Look, I know it probably scares the shit out of you. Her getting back into this, but we need her Tyler. I know it. You know it.”

“This is insane,” he drops his fork on his now empty plate with a clatter and leans back in booth, hands clasped behind his head.

“What’s the worst she can say? No?”

“How about ‘you’re fucking insane and I want a divorce’.”

“That won’t happen and you know it. Give it some thought. We don’t have a lot of time to play with here. McCann is going to start to wonder why we’re stalling, He’s already getting impatient. Give it a couple hours. Think it over.”

Tyler nods in agreement. “Back to the wife. Explain to me how she’s involved.”

“Like I said, I think she’s the one running the show for dear old dead dad. All signs point to her. I can’t prove it. At least not yet. I think she’s exacting revenge on her husband.”

“For what?”

“Apparently he’s got quite the wandering eye. And a wandering dick.”

“So set all this up…use her children as bait…because her husband can’t keep it in his pants? Seems a little extreme, don’t you think?”

“I don’t think it’s just that. I think she knows he had something to do with her father’s death. And she’s pissed because he’s screwed over all kinds of other people by not doing the jobs he was hired to do. Just pocketing the money. Which in turn, puts targets on her and her kids’ back.”

“So she stages all of this to make it look like she’s not involved but uses her kids for leverage?”

“Like you said, we’ve seen screwed up things involving kids. And this wouldn’t be the worst. Unfortunately.”

“This changes everything. You know that, yeah?”

“You need to be the one to get the kids out, Tyler.  They have to be your priority. You’re responsibility. They’re the only innocent ones in all of this. It has to be you.”

“And if I can only get one?”

“One is better than none.”

He gives a derisive snort, then waves the waitress over and orders another coffee.

“Let McCann go for the wife. Let them kill each other. Who gives a shit at this point. The bad wiping out the bad. But you have to get those kids. They have to be your extracts.”

He sighs heavily, then nods.

“Now call your wife,” Yaz slides Tyler’s cell phone towards him. “Tell her we need her help. Tell her what’s going on. Let her be the one to decide if she wants to get involved or not.”

“If she asks me for a divorce and I get kicked out of my house, I’m coming to sleep on your couch, mate,” he’s only half joking, then palms his cell phone and slips out of the booth.

“Good luck,” Yaz calls after him as he heads for the exit.

****

She answers on the third ring; sounding exhausted, yet still excited to hear from him.

“I thought you wouldn’t call until much later your time,” she says.  “It’s only eight am there. It thought for sure you’d be busy. Tracking people down, kicking some ass. All that kind of stuff.”

“We’ve hit a bit of a roadblock,” Tyler admits, as he slips his sunglasses on and leans against the red brick of the coffee house.  Seeking peace and quiet from the hustle and bustle of the main street by tucking into the neighbouring alley.  From here he can keep an eye on the road; observe those coming down the sidewalk from each direction, leaving different store fronts. The alley leads to a dead end, nothing but dumpsters and back exits. “And maybe I just wanted to call because I wanted to hear your voice. Maybe I miss you.”

“Maybe?” she challenges, and he grins.

“I miss you,” he admits. “A lot. A hell of a lot.”

“I miss you too. Are you okay?”

“Fine,” he assures her. “Did I wake you up? What is it? Like eleven there?”

“I’m sitting outside. On the swing. It rained for the better part of the afternoon and it so beautiful out now. There’s a really nice breeze coming in off the mountains. I wish you were here. I miss this part of our night. Sitting out here together. How many times have we actually fallen asleep on this swing?”

“Too many to count,” he says, a smile of reminiscence curving his lips. “The kids were good?”

“Mille finally chilled out. She was much better after I told her to record that video for you. It calmed her right down. She cried a little. At bedtime. Because you weren’t there to tuck her in and read her stories. Maybe you can record yourself reading her one and send it to her. She’d love that. If you find time.”

“I’ll find all the time in the world for her, you know that. How’s the boys?”

“Hanging in there. TJ has his ups and down. Tanner is still being the calm and consoling one. And Declan is Declan. He’s such a little ham. He’s so funny. He’s quite the character already. But what a temper! I’ve never seen anyone pitch a fit like he can! And so strong! I wonder where he gets that from.”

“The being strong or the having a bad temper?”

“Both,” she laughs. “I’m glad you liked the videos. We had so much fun making them. And can you believe the baby has four words now? He’s so smart Tyler. Crazy smart.”

“Like his mom.”

“And he is so close to walking already. You said he would be the one that would walk the earliest. Because of his insanely strong legs. I hope you don’t miss it. I’d really want you to be here when it happens. You missed it with both Millie and the twins. I’d like you to get the chance to see it this time.”

He swallows down the lump of emotion that’s wedged in his throat. “I’d like to see it too. I hope I’m back in time.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?” she asks.  “You don’t sound like yourself. There’s something in your voice. I don’t know what it is. But it’s something.”

“I need your help,” he just spits it out. No chill whatsoever. Just straight to the point. “Actually, we need your help. Yaz and I.”

“Okay…” he can hear the squeak of the swing as she stands up. “…with?”

“We’ve been made. Both of us. We were made before we even got off the plane.”

“Shit,” she mutters. “Are you sure?”

“One hundred percent. I got a visitor in the middle of the night. From whoever is behind all of this. Telling me that I stuck my nose in business I don’t belong in and that I needed to watch my back. They know my name. Where I live. They have pictures. Of all of us.”

“Which is why Nik decided out of nowhere to stay here along with two of her guys. Tyler…”

“I asked her not to tell you. I didn’t want to get you all worked up if it just turned out to be idle threats. They’re just trying to scare me. So I’ll abandon things here.”

“But you’re not. Abandoning things.”

“I’ve got a job to do.”

“The job is obviously fucked. Tyler, you need to come home. Right now. Get on the next plane and get home. Please.”

“I can’t. I need to get those kids. I don’t give a shit about the wife. But I can’t leave those kids. And I know you understand that. Would you want someone leaving our kids?”

“Of course not.. But…”

“Esme, we need your help. I need your help. I can’t get them without you.”

“Tyler, I’m not a mercenary. I wouldn’t know the first thing about extracting someone. And that’s not something I can just learn on the fly.”

“I don’t need help with that. I can do all that stuff. I need your help with intel.”

“You have Yaz there,” she points out.

“Yaz doesn’t know the things you do. He hasn’t done the things you have. I know you’ve been in this before. I know about New York. And Philly.”

She sighs. “How?”

“Yaz told me. He saw it in your file. When Nik did background on you before she gave you the job. I don’t care that you kept that from me. There’s things I’ve done on the job that you don’t know about either. This isn’t about keeping secrets or protecting each other and keeping info away from one another. This is about me needing your help to rescue those kids.”

“I have to admit, there is a perverse satisfaction in hearing you admit you actually need my help something,” she chides, and he can’t help but grin.

“Babe, I wouldn’t call you about this if I had anyone else,” he continues. “You’re the best at this. I know it. You know it. You’ve helped bring down better and bigger. I won’t go too much into it right now. It’s better if I tell you everything in person.”

“Whoa…whoa…in person? Tyler, I have four kids here. They’re already without their father. Now you want me to leave them without their mother too?”

“Look, it’s not what I want. I know it’s not what you want. And the thought of taking you away from them kills me as much as it kills you. But I need you. McCann’s kids need you.”

“Tyler…” another heavy sigh.

“Esme…please…I really need you to do this.”

“Who do I get to watch the kids? I can’t just pull a babysitter out of my ass.”

“Ask Ovi if Chloe would do it.”

“She works.”

“She owns her own business and has her own employees. I’m sure she can trust them to run shit while she takes time off.  Or call your mom.”

“Oh right,” she laughs. “That will go over well.”

“I’ll call her then.”

“That would just be even worse! What would you say? ‘I need you to watch your grandkids so your daughter can come to Ireland and help me kick some ass’?”

“Something like that. Babe, this is serious. These people know who we are. We aren’t going to get anything out of them.”

“And you think I’ll be able to?” she inquires.

“I know you’ll be able to,” Tyler confidently replies.

“You are something else,” she mumbles, and then falls into a long, almost painful silence.

“Esme?”

“I’m here. I’m cursing you out, but I’m here. Are your ears ringing? Because they should be. Jesus, Tyler. You honestly can not be serious about this.”

“I am. Dead serious. You’re the best at this type of thing. And we need the best. Especially with the kind of people we’re going against.”

“Which you’ll tell me all about when I get there,” she concludes.  “I need a few hours. At least. I would need to call my mom and have Ovi get a hold of Chloe. This isn’t going to be an instant thing. I have to book a flight and…”

“Ask Nik. She’ll arrange one for you. She’s got great connections.”

“Fine,” she huffs. “I’ve got to and get shit together. I’ll call you. As soon as everything is ironed out and I know when I’ll be there. This is insane, Tyler. You’re insane.”

“Maybe. But you love me.”

“Only one days that end in Y. I’ll call you. Soon.”

“I love you,” he tells her. “And thank you.”

“You’re welcome. And I love you too. I’ll see you in a little while.”

“I’ll see you when I see you,” he says.

“Yes,” he can hear the smile in her voice. “You will.”

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itis intel. intelharms allalong. why wouldthey add any burden toit that decoys that,a sguilty+liable+charged   @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard_law @lawyercom @ap @reuters @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom  itmust be understood that the germans are not sorry or even  self critical about whatthey did h ere ******** its which twist trick works that they flip trick it and getaway with this  ******** which power asymmetry trick which information asymmetry trick whic h proxy weasel trick that its a dayfool they can do w h a t t t t t t  tt t t t t t t th e y w a n t whocares whats daytimecharged they a r e not sorry or self critical about their g e r m a n n e s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s the harms the p eople they sacrificed to commitmore crimes its which wease l proxy twist flip that they get away with this which brai n damage which trick  to steal  to con trol to unhappensness to germannesss it  this ///// ivas tly mean then-system. isit better now?!  #what #is #daytime #charg ed @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard_law @law yercom @ap @reuters @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom  someone decided mnaaaah we keepit asdayfool and use that to shuffle scums and harms and if he daytimecharges what we tri ckfraud it andifits nolongerpossible then how do wemake a twist or a trick to fraud it oncemore and seeifit works thistime and and and and if we try this? whatkindof shitsystem does this howmany analysises didthey damamge away lets say beneath itb te st prestudy time itis a civillian but itis a blackswan civillian intel survivor expos ure to scums because fraudsystem you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! let em implant whatthey want da mamge whatthey want rape whatthey want andthenyou tryto steal what i made despite ital l what is daytime charged and repeate dly for ten years since echr2800/10 to 3781/20 eu andlocal and countlessother insit utioons of banking and law //// re member: each bunch stealsdifferentlybut they onlycan because itstarted as intelmistake each bunch steals differently. some are hey look what ifound andfound first  oth ers throw arock at its head soit falls intomy sack hiring recruiting others ifigureo ut what he wants to porn hold mybeer others he is my ssssexslavetransvestite mother s habooboo and i aeh deserve money others nuts!nuts!nuts! b a t  shit nuts!! quick! ! germancure him and dont lethim speak before he ifnects us with his paranoic thoughts others what realtime iaeh keepthemoney abit fornow thatits safe  inmypocket others frivolous lifecenterpoint he aeh is just abit aeh… s t i n g y no  aeh a s k e t i c  so quick!! taxit. and and and and if we taxhim as deadbody? others iiiiiam the glorious pirate of the shitvalley th ou shaltnot pass until i keep halfof allye got ye others porn it with minors and pl ay word against word aaaaw thatguy again!  thatis the f i f t y f i r s t case this ye ar alone- but but but butyou must belllliiieieeve ??meeeeeeeeehhh ?????…. others have other tricks he is aeh generalissimo so my legitimate prisonor we mess with him and his security and he typed jail us so he iii s generalissimo and aeh my aeh extra gay prisonor and now welcome as our guests oth ers mmmmuaaahahahahaa welcome to our horror show  and t o n i g h t : after greatest m oments dvd: a n o t h e r episode: does it explode bloated guts or not explode then a g lowing ball or sth preferably mingled with germans ss s s ss s s s s s e x  each scumbunch has the ir  own trick to steal and fraud allyou armor agains t routeplan against safehome against rubbbbbertitttt and cover from safecar and daytime realtime sort ruthlessly hit the case without brakes for 20years then the fix nothinghappened killall nothinghappened letmore then decoy thensmear then repeat /// centerbacklow aimed 155am is: idont envy curve ball signed up for an intelgig to lie leadingto anothermistake. was his path intelmistake better than really didntlie 20years . itis a good hint if germans efforted hideousl y what  as agenda what about the pileof crap over the case each and every single y ear //// isthere? no?bonus?whatsoever ?!that it d i d start as mistake of t h e i r s asif their mi stakes are my fault they fucking taughtmy ownbrother to drop down and rollaway from me the evil assassin that replaced christian kiss because they didnt even know eit her  not me the replacer and not me the replaced theffffffffffffff f f f f f ?!?!? /// #when #one #minor #germans #used #believed #their #trick #alibis #back #th en #theyll #swear #their #very #life #away @zuck your @facebook #facebook platform didnt frame intel dependency relationships to germancockroachgermans or sth because they gi ve eachother alibis to rape civillians with intel coma drugs right? goodluck when they didnt have to sneak around barricades in y o u r cases while stayingout of daytime letalone how they germansolved it archaic scream theraphy oninteldrug +nowhy was s th itwould explain alot whenits simply apropaganda tool far beyond rational argum ents greetings I am Christian KISS BabyAWACS – Raw Independent Sophistication #THINKTANK + #INTEL #HELLHOLE #BLOG https:/ /www.BabyAWACS.com/ Inquiry@BabyAWACS.com PHONE / FAX +493212 611 34 64 Helpful? 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itis intel. intelharms allalong. why wouldthey add any burden toit that decoys that,asguilty+liable+charged @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard_law @lawyercom @ap @reuters @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom itmust be understood that the germans are not sorry or even

self critical about whatthey did here

******** its which twist trick works that they flip trick…

[babyawacs]

#understood  @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @h arvard_law @lawyercom @ap @reuters @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom  itmust be underst ood that the germans are not sorry or even  self critical about whatthey did here ******** its which twist trick works that they flip trick it and getaway with this  ******** which power asymmetry trick which information asymmetry trick which proxy weasel trick that its a dayfool they can do w h a t t t t t t  tt t t t t t t th e y w a n t whocares whats daytimecharged they a r e not sorry or self criti cal about their g e r m a n n e s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s the harms the p eople they sacrificed to commitmore crimes its which we asel proxy twist flip that they get away with this which brain damage which trick  to steal  to control to unhappensness to germannesss it  this ///// ivastly mean then-system. isit better now?!  #what #is #daytim e #charged @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard _law @lawyercom @ap @reuters @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom  someone decided mnaaaa h we keepit asdayfool and use that to shuffle scums and harms and if he daytimecharges what we trickfraud it andifits nolongerpossible then how do wemake a twist or a tr ick to fraud it oncemore and seeifit works thistime and and and and if we try this? whatkindof shitsystem does this howmany analysises didthey damamge away lets s ay beneath itb test prestudy time itis a civillian but itis a blackswan civillian i ntel survivor exposure to scums because fraudsystem you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! let em impla nt whatthey want damamge whatthey want rape whatthey want andthenyou tryto steal wh at i made despite itall what is daytime charged and repeatedly for ten year s since echr2800/10 to 3781/20 eu andlocal and countlessother insitutioons of bankin g and law //// remember: each bunch stealsdifferentlybut they onlycan because itstarted as intelmistake each bunch steals differently. some are hey look what ifound andfound first  others throw arock at its head soit falls intomy sack hiring recruiting others ifigureout what he want s to porn hold mybeer others he is my ssssexslavetransvestite mother shabooboo and i aeh deserve money others nuts!nuts!nuts! b a t  shit nuts!! quick!! germancure him and dont lethim speak before he ifnects us with his paranoic thoughts others what realtime iaeh keepthemoney abit fornow thatits safe  inmypocket others frivolous lifecenterpoint he aeh is just a bit aeh... s t i n g y no  aeh a s k e t i c  so quick!! taxit. and and and and if we taxhim as deadbody? others iiiiiam the glorious pirate of the shitvalley thou shaltnot pass until i keep halfof allye got ye others porn it with minors and pla y word against word aaaaw thatguy again!  thatis the f i f t y f i r s t case this ye ar alone- but but but butyou must belllliiieieeve ??meeeeeeeeehh h?????.... others have other tricks he is aeh generalissimo so my legitimate prisonor we mess with him and his security and he typed jail us so he iiis generalissimo and aeh my aeh extra gay prisonor and now welcome as our guests others mmmmuaaahahahahaa welcome to our horror show  and t o n i g h t : after grea test moments dvd: a n o t h e r episode: does it explode bloated guts or not explode the n a glowing ball or sth preferably mingled with germans ss s s ss s ss s s e x  each scumbunch has their  own t rick to steal and fraud allyou arm or against routeplan against safehome against rubbbbbertitttt and cover from safecar and daytime realtime sort ruthlessly hit the ca se without brakes for 20years then the fix nothingh appened killall nothinghappened letmore then decoy thensmea r then repeat /// centerbackl ow aimed 155am is: idont envy curveball signed up for an intel gig to lie leadingto anothermistake. was his path intelmistake better than really didnt lie 20years . itis a good hint if germans efforted hideously what  as agenda w hat about the pileof crap over the case each and every single year //// isthe re? no?bonus?whatsoever?!that it d i d start as mistake of t h e i r s asif their mistakes are my fault they fucking taughtmy ownbrother to drop down and rollaway from me the evil assas sin that replaced christian kiss because they didnt even know either  not me th e replacer and not me the replaced theffffffffffffff f f f f f ?!?!? /// #when #one #minor #germans #used #believed #their #trick #alibis #back #then #theyll #swear #their #very #life #away @zuck your @f acebook #facebook platform didnt frame intel dependency relationships to germancockroa chgermans or sth because they give eachother alibis to rape civillians with intel com a drugs right? goodluck when they didnt have to sneak around barricades in y o u r cases while stayingout of daytime letalone how they germansolved it archaic s cream theraphy oninteldrug +nowhy was sth itwould explain alot whenits simply apr opaganda tool far beyond rational arguments greetings I am Christian KISS Baby AWACS – Raw Independent Sophistication #THINKTANK + #INTEL #HELLHOLE #BLOG https://ww w.BabyAWACS.com/ Inquiry@BabyAWACS.com PHONE / FAX +493212 611 34 64 Helpful? 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#understood  @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @h arvard_law @lawyercom @ap @reuters @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom  itmust be underst ood that the germans are not sorry or even  self critical about whatthey did here ******** its which twist trick works that they flip trick it and getaway with this  ******** which power asymmetry trick which information asymmetry trick which proxy weasel trick that its a dayfool they can do w h a t t t t t t  tt t t t t t t th e y w a n t whocares whats daytimecharged they a r e not sorry or self criti cal about their g e r m a n n e s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s s the harms the p eople they sacrificed to commitmore crimes its which we asel proxy twist flip that they get away with this which brain damage which trick  to steal  to control to unhappensness to germannesss it  this ///// ivastly mean then-system. isit better now?!  #what #is #daytim e #charged @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard _law @lawyercom @ap @reuters @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom  someone decided mnaaaa h we keepit asdayfool and use that to shuffle scums and harms and if he daytimecharges what we trickfraud it andifits nolongerpossible then how do wemake a twist or a tr ick to fraud it oncemore and seeifit works thistime and and and and if we try this? whatkindof shitsystem does this howmany analysises didthey damamge away lets s ay beneath itb test prestudy time itis a civillian but itis a blackswan civillian i ntel survivor exposure to scums because fraudsystem you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! let em impla nt whatthey want damamge whatthey want rape whatthey want andthenyou tryto steal wh at i made despite itall what is daytime charged and repeatedly for ten year s since echr2800/10 to 3781/20 eu andlocal and countlessother insitutioons of bankin g and law //// remember: each bunch stealsdifferentlybut they onlycan because itstarted as intelmistake each bunch steals differently. some are hey look what ifound andfound first  others throw arock at its head soit falls intomy sack hiring recruiting others ifigureout what he want s to porn hold mybeer others he is my ssssexslavetransvestite mother shabooboo and i aeh deserve money others nuts!nuts!nuts! b a t  shit nuts!! quick!! germancure him and dont lethim speak before he ifnects us with his paranoic thoughts others what realtime iaeh keepthemoney abit fornow thatits safe  inmypocket others frivolous lifecenterpoint he aeh is just a bit aeh… s t i n g y no  aeh a s k e t i c  so quick!! taxit. and and and and if we taxhim as deadbody? others iiiiiam the glorious pirate of the shitvalley thou shaltnot pass until i keep halfof allye got ye others porn it with minors and pla y word against word aaaaw thatguy again!  thatis the f i f t y f i r s t case this ye ar alone- but but but butyou must belllliiieieeve ??meeeeeeeeehh h?????…. others have other tricks he is aeh generalissimo so my legitimate prisonor we mess with him and his security and he typed jail us so he iiis generalissimo and aeh my aeh extra gay prisonor and now welcome as our guests others mmmmuaaahahahahaa welcome to our horror show  and t o n i g h t : after grea test moments dvd: a n o t h e r episode: does it explode bloated guts or not explode the n a glowing ball or sth preferably mingled with germans ss s s ss s ss s s e x  each scumbunch has their  own t rick to steal and fraud allyou arm or against routeplan against safehome against rubbbbbertitttt and cover from safecar and daytime realtime sort ruthlessly hit the ca se without brakes for 20years then the fix nothingh appened killall nothinghappened letmore then decoy thensmea r then repeat /// centerbackl ow aimed 155am is: idont envy curveball signed up for an intel gig to lie leadingto anothermistake. was his path intelmistake better than really didnt lie 20years . itis a good hint if germans efforted hideously what  as agenda w hat about the pileof crap over the case each and every single year //// isthe re? no?bonus?whatsoever?!that it d i d start as mistake of t h e i r s asif their mistakes are my fault they fucking taughtmy ownbrother to drop down and rollaway from me the evil assas sin that replaced christian kiss because they didnt even know either  not me th e replacer and not me the replaced theffffffffffffff f f f f f ?!?!? /// #when #one #minor #germans #used #believed #their #trick #alibis #back #then #theyll #swear #their #very #life #away @zuck your @f acebook #facebook platform didnt frame intel dependency relationships to germancockroa chgermans or sth because they give eachother alibis to rape civillians with intel com a drugs right? goodluck when they didnt have to sneak around barricades in y o u r cases while stayingout of daytime letalone how they germansolved it archaic s cream theraphy oninteldrug +nowhy was sth itwould explain alot whenits simply apr opaganda tool far beyond rational arguments greetings I am Christian KISS Baby AWACS – Raw Independent Sophistication #THINKTANK + #INTEL #HELLHOLE #BLOG https://ww w.BabyAWACS.com/ Inquiry@BabyAWACS.com PHONE / FAX +493212 611 34 64 Helpful? 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#understood @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard_law @lawyercom @ap @reuters @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom itmust be understood that the germans are not sorry or even

self critical about whatthey did here

******** its which twist trick works that they flip trick it and getaway with this ********

which power asymmetry trick which information asymmetry trick w…

[babyawacs]

ivastly mean then-system. isit better now?!  #what #is #daytime #char ged @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard_law @lawyercom @ap @reuters @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom  someone decided mnaaaah we keepit asdayfool and use that to shuffle scu ms and harms and if he daytimecharges what we trickfraud it andifit s nolongerpossible then how do wemake a twist or a trick to fraud it on cemore and seeifit works thistime and and and and if we try this? whatkindof shitsystem does this howmany analysises didthey damamge away lets say beneath itb test prestudy time itis a civillian but itis a blackswan civillian intel survivor exposure to scums because fraudsys tem you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! let em implant whatthey want damamge whatth ey want rape whatthey want andthenyou tryto steal what i made despite it all what is daytime charged and repeatedly for ten years sin ce echr2800/10 to 3781/20 eu andlocal and countlessother insitutioons of banking and law //// remember: each bunch stealsdifferently but they onlycan because itstarted as intelmistake each bunch steals dif ferently. some are hey look what ifound andfound first  others t hrow arock at its head soit falls intomy sack hiring recruiting other s ifigureout what he wants to porn hold mybeer others he is my ssss exslavetransvestite mother shabooboo and i aeh deserve money others nu ts!nuts!nuts! b a t  shit nuts!! quick!! germancure him and dont l ethim speak before he ifnects us with his paranoic thoughts others wh at realtime iaeh keepthemoney abit fornow thatits safe  inmypocke t others frivolous lifecenterpoint he aeh is just abit aeh... s t i n g y no  aeh a s k e t i c  so quick!! taxit. and and and and if w e taxhim as deadbody? others iiiiiam the glorious pirate of the shit valley thou shaltnot pass until i keep halfof allye got ye others p orn it with minors and play word against word aaaaw thatguy again!  thati s the f i f t y f i r s t case this year alone- but but but butyou mus t belllliiieieeve ??meeeeeeeeehhh?????.... others have other tricks h e is aeh generalissimo so my legitimate prisonor we mess with him and h is security and he typed jail us so he iiis generalissimo and aeh my aeh e xtra gay prisonor and now welcome as our guests others mmmmuaaaha hahahaa welcome to our horror show  and t o n i g h t : after greatest moments dvd: a n o t h e r episode: does it explode bloated guts or n ot explode then a glowing ball or sth preferably mingled with germans ss s s ss s ss s s e x  each scumbunch has their  own trick to steal and fraud ally ou armor against routeplan against safehome against rubbbbbertitt tt and cover from safecar and daytime realtime sort ruthlessly hit the case without brakes for 20years then the fix nothinghappened killall nothinghappened letmore then decoy thensmear then repeat /// centerbacklow aimed 155am is: idont en vy curveball signed up for an intelgig to lie leadingto anothermistake. was his path intelmistake better than really didntlie 20years . itis a good hint if germans efforted hideously what  as agenda what abo ut the pileof crap over the case each and every single year //// isthere? no?bonus?whatsoever?!that it d i d start as mistake of t h e i r s asif their mistakes are my fault they fucking taughtmy ownbrother to drop down and rollaway from me the ev il assassin that replaced christian kiss because they didnt even kno w either  not me the replacer and not me the replaced thefffffffff fffff f f f f f ?!?!? /// #wh en #one #minor #germans #used #believed #their #trick #alibis #back #t hen #theyll #swear #their #very #life #away @zuck your @facebook #facebo ok platform didnt frame intel dependency relationships to germancockroa chgermans or sth because they give eachother alibis to rape civillians wit h intel coma drugs right? goodluck when they didnt have to sneak around barricades in y o u r cases while stayingout of daytime letal one how they germansolved it archaic scream theraphy oninteldrug +no why was sth itwould explain alot whenits simply apropaganda tool far beyond rational arguments greetings I am Christian KISS BabyA WACS – Raw Independent Sophistication #THINKTANK + #INTEL #HELLHOLE #BLO G https://www.BabyAWACS.com/ Inquiry@BabyAWACS.com PHONE / FAX +493 212 611 34 64 Helpful? Pay. Support. Donnate. paypal.me/ChristianKiss

ivastly mean then-system. isit better now?!  #what #is #daytime #char ged @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard_law @lawyercom @ap @reuters @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom  someone decided mnaaaah we keepit asdayfool and use that to shuffle scu ms and harms and if he daytimecharges what we trickfraud it andifit s nolongerpossible then how do wemake a twist or a trick to fraud it on cemore and seeifit works thistime and and and and if we try this? whatkindof shitsystem does this howmany analysises didthey damamge away lets say beneath itb test prestudy time itis a civillian but itis a blackswan civillian intel survivor exposure to scums because fraudsys tem you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! let em implant whatthey want damamge whatth ey want rape whatthey want andthenyou tryto steal what i made despite it all what is daytime charged and repeatedly for ten years sin ce echr2800/10 to 3781/20 eu andlocal and countlessother insitutioons of banking and law //// remember: each bunch stealsdifferently but they onlycan because itstarted as intelmistake each bunch steals dif ferently. some are hey look what ifound andfound first  others t hrow arock at its head soit falls intomy sack hiring recruiting other s ifigureout what he wants to porn hold mybeer others he is my ssss exslavetransvestite mother shabooboo and i aeh deserve money others nu ts!nuts!nuts! b a t  shit nuts!! quick!! germancure him and dont l ethim speak before he ifnects us with his paranoic thoughts others wh at realtime iaeh keepthemoney abit fornow thatits safe  inmypocke t others frivolous lifecenterpoint he aeh is just abit aeh… s t i n g y no  aeh a s k e t i c  so quick!! taxit. and and and and if w e taxhim as deadbody? others iiiiiam the glorious pirate of the shit valley thou shaltnot pass until i keep halfof allye got ye others p orn it with minors and play word against word aaaaw thatguy again!  thati s the f i f t y f i r s t case this year alone- but but but butyou mus t belllliiieieeve ??meeeeeeeeehhh?????…. others have other tricks h e is aeh generalissimo so my legitimate prisonor we mess with him and h is security and he typed jail us so he iiis generalissimo and aeh my aeh e xtra gay prisonor and now welcome as our guests others mmmmuaaaha hahahaa welcome to our horror show  and t o n i g h t : after greatest moments dvd: a n o t h e r episode: does it explode bloated guts or n ot explode then a glowing ball or sth preferably mingled with germans ss s s ss s ss s s e x  each scumbunch has their  own trick to steal and fraud ally ou armor against routeplan against safehome against rubbbbbertitt tt and cover from safecar and daytime realtime sort ruthlessly hit the case without brakes for 20years then the fix nothinghappened killall nothinghappened letmore then decoy thensmear then repeat /// centerbacklow aimed 155am is: idont en vy curveball signed up for an intelgig to lie leadingto anothermistake. was his path intelmistake better than really didntlie 20years . itis a good hint if germans efforted hideously what  as agenda what abo ut the pileof crap over the case each and every single year //// isthere? no?bonus?whatsoever?!that it d i d start as mistake of t h e i r s asif their mistakes are my fault they fucking taughtmy ownbrother to drop down and rollaway from me the ev il assassin that replaced christian kiss because they didnt even kno w either  not me the replacer and not me the replaced thefffffffff fffff f f f f f ?!?!? /// #wh en #one #minor #germans #used #believed #their #trick #alibis #back #t hen #theyll #swear #their #very #life #away @zuck your @facebook #facebo ok platform didnt frame intel dependency relationships to germancockroa chgermans or sth because they give eachother alibis to rape civillians wit h intel coma drugs right? goodluck when they didnt have to sneak around barricades in y o u r cases while stayingout of daytime letal one how they germansolved it archaic scream theraphy oninteldrug +no why was sth itwould explain alot whenits simply apropaganda tool far beyond rational arguments greetings I am Christian KISS BabyA WACS – Raw Independent Sophistication #THINKTANK + #INTEL #HELLHOLE #BLO G https://www.BabyAWACS.com/ Inquiry@BabyAWACS.com PHONE / FAX +493 212 611 34 64 Helpful? Pay. Support. Donnate. paypal.me/ChristianKiss

ivastly mean then-system. isit better now?! #what #is #daytime #charged @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard_law @lawyercom @ap @reuters @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom

someone decided mnaaaah we keepit asdayfool and use that to shuffle scums and harms and if he daytimecharges what we trickfraud it

andifits nolongerpossible then how do wemake a twist or a…

[babyawacs]

 #what #is #daytime #charged @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_ law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard_law @lawyercom @ap @reuters @bbc_w hys @snowden @haaretzcom  someone decided mnaaaah we keepit asdayfoo l and use that to shuffle scums and harms and if he daytimecharges what we trickfraud it andifits nolongerpossible then how do wemake a twist or a trick to fraud it oncemore and seeifit works thistime and and and and if we try this? whatkindof shitsystem does this howma ny analysises didthey damamge away lets say beneath itb test prestudy ti me itis a civillian but itis a blackswan civillian intel survivor e xposure to scums because fraudsystem you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! let em impla nt whatthey want damamge whatthey want rape whatthey want andthenyo u tryto steal what i made despite itall what is daytime charged and repeatedly for ten years since echr2800/10 to 3781/20 eu andl ocal and countlessother insitutioons of banking and law //// re member: each bunch stealsdifferentlybut they onlycan because itstarted as intelmistake each bunch steals differently. some are hey look wha t ifound andfound first  others throw arock at its head soit fall s intomy sack hiring recruiting others ifigureout what he wants to p orn hold mybeer others he is my ssssexslavetransvestite mother shab ooboo and i aeh deserve money others nuts!nuts!nuts! b a t  shit nuts!! quick!! germancure him and dont lethim speak before he ifnects us with his paranoic thoughts others what realtime iaeh keepthemoney abit fornow thatits safe  inmypocket others frivolous lifec enterpoint he aeh is just abit aeh... s t i n g y no  aeh a s k e t i c  so quick!! taxit. and and and and if we taxhim as deadbody? o thers iiiiiam the glorious pirate of the shitvalley thou shaltnot pass until i keep halfof allye got ye others porn it with minors and pl ay word against word aaaaw thatguy again!  thatis the f i f t y f i r s t case this year alone- but but but butyou must belllliiieieeve ??meee eeeeeehhh?????.... others have other tricks he is aeh generalissimo so my legitimate prisonor we mess with him and his security and he type d jail us so he iiis generalissimo and aeh my aeh extra gay prisonor and now welcome as our guests others mmmmuaaahahahahaa welcome to ou r horror show  and t o n i g h t : after greatest moments dvd: a n o t h e r episode: does it explode bloated guts or not explode then a gl owing ball or sth preferably mingled with germans ss s s ss s ss s s e x   each scumbunch has t heir  own trick to steal and fraud allyou armor against routeplan against safehome agains t rubbbbbertitttt and cover from safecar and daytime realtime sort ruthlessly hit the case without brakes for 20years then the fix nothinghappened kil lall nothinghappened letmore then decoy thensmear then repeat /// centerbacklow aimed 155am is: idont envy curveball si gned up for an intelgig to lie leadingto anothermistake. was his path i ntelmistake better than really didntlie 20years . itis a good hint if germans efforted hideously what  as agenda what about the pileo f crap over the case each and every single year //// isthere? n o?bonus?whatsoever?!that it d i d start as mistake of t h e i r s asif their mistakes are my fault they fucking taughtmy ownbrother to drop down and ro llaway from me the evil assassin that replaced christian kiss bec ause they didnt even know either  not me the replacer and not me the replaced theffffffffffffff f f f f f ?!?!? /// #when #one #minor #germans #used #believed #t heir #trick #alibis #back #then #theyll #swear #their #very #life #away @zuck your @facebook #facebook platform didnt frame intel dependency r elationships to germancockroachgermans or sth because they give eachoth er alibis to rape civillians with intel coma drugs right? goodluc k when they didnt have to sneak around barricades in y o u r cases whi le stayingout of daytime letalone how they germansolved it archai c scream theraphy oninteldrug +nowhy was sth itwould explain alot whenits simply apropaganda tool far beyond rational arguments greeti ngs I am Christian KISS BabyAWACS – Raw Independent Sophistication #THINKTANK + #INTEL #HELLHOLE #BLOG https://www.BabyAWACS.com/ Inq uiry@BabyAWACS.com PHONE / FAX +493212 611 34 64 Helpful? Pay. Suppor t. Donnate. paypal.me/ChristianKiss

 #what #is #daytime #charged @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_ law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard_law @lawyercom @ap @reuters @bbc_w hys @snowden @haaretzcom  someone decided mnaaaah we keepit asdayfoo l and use that to shuffle scums and harms and if he daytimecharges what we trickfraud it andifits nolongerpossible then how do wemake a twist or a trick to fraud it oncemore and seeifit works thistime and and and and if we try this? whatkindof shitsystem does this howma ny analysises didthey damamge away lets say beneath itb test prestudy ti me itis a civillian but itis a blackswan civillian intel survivor e xposure to scums because fraudsystem you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! let em impla nt whatthey want damamge whatthey want rape whatthey want andthenyo u tryto steal what i made despite itall what is daytime charged and repeatedly for ten years since echr2800/10 to 3781/20 eu andl ocal and countlessother insitutioons of banking and law //// re member: each bunch stealsdifferentlybut they onlycan because itstarted as intelmistake each bunch steals differently. some are hey look wha t ifound andfound first  others throw arock at its head soit fall s intomy sack hiring recruiting others ifigureout what he wants to p orn hold mybeer others he is my ssssexslavetransvestite mother shab ooboo and i aeh deserve money others nuts!nuts!nuts! b a t  shit nuts!! quick!! germancure him and dont lethim speak before he ifnects us with his paranoic thoughts others what realtime iaeh keepthemoney abit fornow thatits safe  inmypocket others frivolous lifec enterpoint he aeh is just abit aeh… s t i n g y no  aeh a s k e t i c  so quick!! taxit. and and and and if we taxhim as deadbody? o thers iiiiiam the glorious pirate of the shitvalley thou shaltnot pass until i keep halfof allye got ye others porn it with minors and pl ay word against word aaaaw thatguy again!  thatis the f i f t y f i r s t case this year alone- but but but butyou must belllliiieieeve ??meee eeeeeehhh?????…. others have other tricks he is aeh generalissimo so my legitimate prisonor we mess with him and his security and he type d jail us so he iiis generalissimo and aeh my aeh extra gay prisonor and now welcome as our guests others mmmmuaaahahahahaa welcome to ou r horror show  and t o n i g h t : after greatest moments dvd: a n o t h e r episode: does it explode bloated guts or not explode then a gl owing ball or sth preferably mingled with germans ss s s ss s ss s s e x   each scumbunch has t heir  own trick to steal and fraud allyou armor against routeplan against safehome agains t rubbbbbertitttt and cover from safecar and daytime realtime sort ruthlessly hit the case without brakes for 20years then the fix nothinghappened kil lall nothinghappened letmore then decoy thensmear then repeat /// centerbacklow aimed 155am is: idont envy curveball si gned up for an intelgig to lie leadingto anothermistake. was his path i ntelmistake better than really didntlie 20years . itis a good hint if germans efforted hideously what  as agenda what about the pileo f crap over the case each and every single year //// isthere? n o?bonus?whatsoever?!that it d i d start as mistake of t h e i r s asif their mistakes are my fault they fucking taughtmy ownbrother to drop down and ro llaway from me the evil assassin that replaced christian kiss bec ause they didnt even know either  not me the replacer and not me the replaced theffffffffffffff f f f f f ?!?!? /// #when #one #minor #germans #used #believed #t heir #trick #alibis #back #then #theyll #swear #their #very #life #away @zuck your @facebook #facebook platform didnt frame intel dependency r elationships to germancockroachgermans or sth because they give eachoth er alibis to rape civillians with intel coma drugs right? goodluc k when they didnt have to sneak around barricades in y o u r cases whi le stayingout of daytime letalone how they germansolved it archai c scream theraphy oninteldrug +nowhy was sth itwould explain alot whenits simply apropaganda tool far beyond rational arguments greeti ngs I am Christian KISS BabyAWACS – Raw Independent Sophistication #THINKTANK + #INTEL #HELLHOLE #BLOG https://www.BabyAWACS.com/ Inq uiry@BabyAWACS.com PHONE / FAX +493212 611 34 64 Helpful? Pay. Suppor t. Donnate. paypal.me/ChristianKiss

#what #is #daytime #charged @law .@laws .@judge .@judges .@harvard_law .@fisa .@sun @laws @law @harvard_law @lawyercom @ap @reuters @bbc_whys @snowden @haaretzcom

someone decided mnaaaah we keepit asdayfool and use that to shuffle scums and harms and if he daytimecharges what we trickfraud it

andifits nolongerpossible then how do wemake a twist or a trick to fraud it oncemore and seeifit works…