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@dickmedead​ asked:  “well, good morning sunshine!” /with attitude from Kreese

     his eyes squeeze tightly shut before he opens them properly .    his head is killing him .    his body aches ,    too ,    like he’s bruised in a hundred different places and strained in twenty more .    he groans ,    his hand going to his ribs as he sits up -------- and then that voice invades his senses .    A VOICE HE REALLY THOUGHT HE’D NEVER HAVE TO HEAR AGAIN .    he doesn’t remember how he got here .   actually ,   he doesn’t know where here even is .    he recalls being too drunk to act rationally ,   and he recalls coming this close to losing his life ,    and he recalls kreese showing up just in time .   and fighting with him ,   instead of against him ,   and ----    shit .      ❛     shit .    ❜     his hand goes to his forehead ,    rubbing between his eyes .   and then his hand just stays there for a moment .    why the hell is kreese here ?     he’s supposed to be in jail ,   not ...   not occupying the same space as him .

@dickmedead​ asked: ❛ i won’t forget you. i will promise to remember you always. ❜ / El to Max

‘YOU’RE A REAL CHARMER, YOU KNOW THAT?’ / ANNE WEYING      @dickmedead​ — some meme somewhere idk

GOD, BUT HOW VENOM PUFFS UP WITH PRIDE AT THAT, even though it’s not even a comment directed to them. [ OF COURSE WE ARE, ] they all but purr in the back of Eddie’s skull, broad and pleased. [ THIS IS NO SURPRISE. WE ARE CHARMING, HANDSOME, THE PERFECT PARTNER, AT LEAST MORE THAN DAN —— ]

❝ i speak the truth. and you know it. ❞ // alicent to ser harwin 

Of course he knew she was speaking the truth but how was he going to admit that? He couldn’t. There was no way he would ever admit to the other that it was the case. His jaw sets for a moment as Harwin looks over at the Queen. “I do not know what you mean, your grace.” The tone suggests he isn’t putting up an act when he was fully aware of the truth. “Are these accusations or speculations?” Was he overstepping here? Maybe, but he was lord commander of the goldcloaks with his allegiance sworn to Rhaenyra. only answering to the king. At least that’s what he liked to believe and with some protection with his father as the hand to the king. Still, he knows his limits and when not to press his luck. Though it could go either way at this point, he did make sure his tone wasn’t one that could be used against him. 

@dickmedead​ sent: ❝  you don’t know how glad i am to see you.  ❞ / Beck to Peach

She had survived that shit, and she had enough material to take him down. All along, she had been right; Joe Goldberg was the worst and he needed to be taken down. Hopefully Beck would be able to see that before it was too late.

Peach was in the hospital, looking worse than she ever had. Yet, at spotting Beck by the door, cradling a bouquet of flowers, strings of balloons held in the grasp of her hand. “Turns out it takes more than a gun to get rid of me,” Peach snarked, her signature smirk still present, despite her weakened state. Joe had been a lousy shot, only managing to graze her rather than go for the KILL. She was here, still breathing — and he was so going down.

@dickmedead​​ asked: " you look like you could use a hug. " / Sam to dad :)     simpting softness prompts