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“I ain’t sayin’ you couldn’t do it…” She mumbled under her breath, leaning forward to rest her chin in her hands. An ear twitched at the question. “A couple’a times since you last helped out. But luckily Limmy was around and punched the guy into next Tuesday. He said I should try ‘n’ get someone to act as security for the shop I have in town.” She shrugged, averting eye contact. “School’s been what school is, had some girl try and buy something to get revenge on her ex but I ain’t gonna get myself caught up in that shit.”  She ran her hand through the fur on her cheek, scratching it thoughtfully.

“How about you? Everythin’ alright?”

“Been tellin’ ya that same shit now for how fuckin’ long?” pointedly skipping over her last question, “Yer handlin’ money n’ merchandise in this city y’need to start puttin’ some of your profits for some decent protection. Y’can’t just be relyin’ on the shit Ve--... your sister can provide. You know as well as I do the shit that goes down.”

And unfortunately he couldn’t be there all the time lurking in the background waiting to drop kick anyone that fucked with her. He and Vera still weren’t talking but that didn’t mean his soft spot for Valerie was any less. He tried to make sure that he and the gorgon’s ... disagreements... didn’t effect her too much. Knew it put the cat folk in a bad position. 

“So make use of that brain of yours, Puss n’ Boots. Get yourself some good hired help. At least as a backup”

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Future Brian is just a John Wick but with more tiddies and spooky doggos.

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Cinematic Parallels: Rosa Diaz (Brooklyn Nine-nine) and Ron Swanson (Parks and Recreation)

“I hate people!”     “In general, I try to never speak with people.”

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I am not collapsing, I am discretely falling apart.

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“The cost covers the key to the fridge they keep it in, Bri-bun. Managed to pick pocket the head chef. Pre-e-etty sure that the stuff in there is so fresh they have to use shock prods on it just to keep it from escaping.” Her tail swished again, one ear twitching… her hand was still held out towards Brian. “The key for that’s worth five bucks easy.”

He held eye contact with her for a long time, staring at her just long enough to make the moment uncomfortable before leaning back. She was definitely her sister’s sister. Always had been but that didn’t mean he was going to let her off easy.

“Don’t insult me, brat. Y’know damn well there ain’t a lock in this whole school that can keep me out.” He tilted his head toward her, “More interested in the other shit you got going on.  Assholes still givin’ y’trouble or nah?”

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As if he doesn’t get to see it whenever he wants.

Damien’s tiddy senses are tingling !!

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“Huh? Spells? Kitty, you of all people know I can’t cast for my life. It really just feels nice! Wait, are you actually sweating?” Robin inched closer to the ghoul and only realize that indeed, Brian seemed to not be so tolerant about the heat as he was.

          “Whoa! Didn’t think you’d melt like a popsicle!”

“I usually don’t. It’s er’ryone else whining about this fuckin’ shit.” Brian’s tone had an annoyed growl lacing its edges, “But heat up ‘ere is puttin’ Hell t’shame. Fuck.”

Brian rolled his shoulders back, scarred muscles on his back rippling down his exposed spine, “Seriously. How the fuck are you not meltin’. My Blood is goddamn ice n’ I’m meltin’.”

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“Five bucks and I’ll tell you where they keep the meat of the teachers. That way you get to save a bullet.” Swish swish. Val’s tail twitched as the Catfolk joined Brian at the table, already holding out a hand to receive said cash.

“Y’said that like I can’t find that shit on my own.” Brian crossed his arms over his chest with the slight curve of a smirk tugging at his features, “For five money y’better be hustlin’ to grab it for me, Fuzzball.”

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“Dunno about you, I think today’s a perfect weather! I think I might wear a t-shirt this time around!”

“Fuckin’ Hell, Cupcake. I don’t know how the fuck yer wearing a damn shirt.” the ghoul narrows his eyes at their group’s token human, “What spell you usin’ t’keep cool? You holdin’ out on me?”

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“Who the fuck do I gotta shoot to get some decent meat in this cafeteria?” Brian huffed under his breath as he threw himself into one of the seats, “Gettin’ bored of pickin’ off the shitty first years for a snack.”

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“Who the hell allowed it to get this fucking hot out?” This ghoul is sprawled out on a chair and dying. Usually the heat didn’t get to him, but these high temps were even testing his patience. 

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Damien gave a mean snicker, tail curling mischievously behind him. “Got you. I knew you couldn’t say no to your favourite fucking demon.” Puffing out his chest, Damien stood there as if he had pulled the biggest plot twist in history. When in truth, he just encouraged Brian enough to take a step into a future, he wanted to have and deserved to have. 

“Yeaaah. Trust me, sharing a salon with you would be the raddest thing in the world. But its not my time to fucking shine yet, its yours. But this place is so big, not like we gonna have a problem fitting both of our shit in here. Now we just need a name for this place.” 

He turned to look at the empty space once more, rubbing his chin with a light frown. “Metal Tattoos .. Nah. Terror Tattoos!! .. Ugh, no that’s too lame. What about Deathstab! … Fuck, help me out here.” He turned to face Brian once more, raising his palms in defeat. Nothing seemed awesome enough for their dream store - and Damien wasn’t really good with meaningful names. 

“You’re lucky you’re fuckin’ cute, asshole,” Brian grumbled arms crossed over his chest as he actually gave a true pout in his lover’s direction. Of course, he would say that Damien really twisted his arm to save face -- but it really hadn’t taken much. In part, because he did want this.... the idea was causing a rare excitement to build in his chest that was usually reserved for violent fights. However, it was also the feeling of being made to heel - of being so whipped for someone he was head over heels with. 

“DreadInk...  Inkubus-- Art Crypt?-- ugh, Fuck.  -- We’ll think of somethin’-- that works for the both of us, Princess. Makes no sense puttin’ somethin’ tattoo focused in the name anyway when we’d hafta change it up when yer ready t’start gettin’ serious too.” Brian reached out to claim Damien’s tattooed wrist and pressed a kiss to the inked flesh there, “We might be gettin’ ahead of ourselves with names n’ shit anyway. Gotta gut this joint n’ make it useable first. We got time.”

He snickered, “Which we’re gonna need cuz we suck at namin’ shit.”

Their dogs were a prime example... Ugly, Fuzzbutt, Gremlin, ... Sharknado... Honestly, Shuck was the only one with a respectable name.

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Tumblr deleted my long ass rant while I was in the middle of writing it so you're spared and will only get a summed up version

Long story short; your abs are supposed to be covered with a healthy, protective layer of fat. The shape Jason Momoa is in during his movies is achieved by a diet designed to lower his body fat to unhealthy numbers, dehydrating him and enhancing his abs with make up. This is what ripped, muscular, healthy person looks like on their off time. If you think this is a dad bod, for the love of everything that is holy, shut up and absolutely never comment on a man's body ever again. I mean hell, you can still see his damn v-line, what fucking dad bod has that?!

Don't believe me? Google some bodybuilders who are off their contest diet. The men who literally make a living for having defined muscles. For 360 days a year, they do not look like the way you think they do. During a bodybuilding contest, these men's body fat is under 7%, they're dehydeated and covered in fake tan that helps the muscles show up. And it's literally only for that day, because it's extremely unhealthy. Same goes for actors who are known for being ripped - they're at their worst when they're filming. This exact same shit happened with Vin Diesel few years ago with people getting a paparazzi shot of his "beer belly" and I'm genuinely worried of the young men who grow up in this society thinking being muscular means having defined abs 24/7.

Jason Momoa looks ripped and healthy, yall are just blind with unrealistic standards.

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@hellrager

IG: @deathandmilk_

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Ou hey, my submission for this month’s challenge: the best boys. Kinda forgot to upload it here aka I might have an insta finally (@callme_midna)