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i'm going to kick your ass so hard you won't be able to sit for the rest of your life.
I love it when my mom comes to see me for the first time in five years, seventy-two days and eighteen hours just to beat me up.
Feels real good.
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meme daddy: i mean
meme daddy: when i think of you
meme daddy: i think of rat cream pie
meme daddy: but that’s ok
meme daddy: !!!
(Fox Mulder voice)
Zero: Joy they're real.
Zero: Joy if you go to space you will be abducted by aliens and you will die.
Zero: Joy please don't go to space.
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TUMBLR WHAT HAPPENED.
under different circumstances i’d be like “well, clean slate” bc it’s been sitting there for so long (to be perfectly honest) but... i had sth for most of it. uugh....... y dis, idk.
hc + emma.
Send me “HC” + a word and I’ll write a headcanon about it.
Much of Hal’s awkwardness with people is from relationship with Emma--from being inseparable siblings to the outburst since the pool incident. The feeling of being on the other side of abandonment ( that is, the one who abandoned ), has stuck with him as he grew up. The balance between his distaste for close-knit relationships is tilted heavily towards the fear of being left behind, but Emma reminds him that he could very well be his own fear.
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&& @andsiing ( con’t from here ) ;;
“IT IS HUMAN nature to BLAME something. God, mankind; ourselves.” Came her matter-of-fact statement, delivered without a trace of EMPATHY though eyes misted over with that same PITY she always held. It rolled in her stomach like a dead-weight, filled her throat with COTTON until she could not speak. With a breath did she turn to look upon the other: expression inquisitive. Cold. “Which one do you blame, my dear?”
"A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief."
Grief was an all too familiar feeling for the silent assassin, one she could deal with regardless of the situation. What revelation was coming next? All she could see was a beautiful woman with blonde hair, her voice was like a sweet lullaby.
“Who are you?”
Before the woman could answer Quiet jolted out of her sleeping state, her green eyes darted around the cell. Where did that woman come from? WHo was she.. Quiet let out a deep breathe and stood up, she was confused but oddly comforted by the womans words. After a moment of thinking Quiet opened her cell and flicked on the radio, turning the volume down low so no one would be disturbed. As she laid down and pondered on her dream, the music began to play.
‘What a thrill~’
@andsiing, ✕:
“No, it’s not.” But didn’t this boy realize that he was a little child as well? She had taken Jack in when he was fifteen because she had seen the potential in him, but even then she had hesitated. Young as she had been when she had joined the army, and as devoted to it as she was, that didn’t mean that she failed to recognize what it did to people. The impact that it could have on a person’s psyche was incredible, and children above all were vulnerable to it. So long as they were going to be involved, it was the responsibility of the adults around them to protect them, but it didn’t look like that was what Jack was doing. He seemed to be pushing them to fight. The Boss’s stomach clenched, and she knelt before Frank, gently prying the gun from his hands. “Why don’t you lead everybody inside? It’s too hot for them to be running around at this hour.”
Lungs full of steady breath while he was holding a weapon, it was because his heart hammering away in his chest just then made sense. She had to peel his hands off the gun, it was like; small comfort, that she agreed with what Frank had to say. They could just watch the grown soldiers sweat away in midday heat, while he kept standing with the demeanor of someone twice his size. To think that all else, not this, made him feel out of place elsewhere. In his head he knew the truth, in his heart he wasn’t one of the little boys who should be far from the world’s battlefields, though. He was still stagnant, bereft of the gun. “I’m not one of those little children.” He wanted to make sure with her, despite everything, before he walked out into the blazing sun.
