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Where’d you get yours.

He had his blog before me. :(

Clearing out memes || @killerfun

THE DEEP SOOTHING CHUCKLE THAT SPILLS PAST TWIN FLESH IS FILLED WITH CRUELTY. Homelander's head lolls to the side somewhat lazily, a roll of his shoulders, standing up just a bit straighter as the two men stood in witness of the horror erupting before them. “The most delightful part about this ? Is that it is only the very beginning of what’s to come . So much to do, so much planned. These camps will be the start. ” Careless- he has become dangerously careless of hiding who he really is to humanity. NO LONGER ON A TIGHT LEASH that was once held by Vought, that wasn’t it anymore. Not when he is now Vought itself. New York City first, next ? The world. A big playground to do whatever they want, whenever they want.

He couldn't care less about what they all thought of him- the hero that Vought had PAINTED HIM UP TO BE IS DEAD- a mask that needed ripping away. Humanity didn’t deserve a second chance; they have brought trash and dishonor to this planet. THE ROMAN EMPIRE fell apart because humanity couldn’t get their shit together- every leader failed in the hands of those who were supposed to be on their side, or for their own stupidity. Someone close, a friend or a lover.... even family. Humanity- it sickens him. It’s a shocker they managed to live this long, or even come up with creating superhumans, for that matter. But that’s all going to change now.

Humans are playthings for supes, experiments to test on. JUST HOW MUCH COULD THEY HANDLE ? How far could Homelander go before he had them begging for death ? Let’s find out. The pounding on the glass snaps Homelander out of his deep, wondrous thoughts. Icy hues practically DRAGGED TO STARE AT THE CHOSEN SOUL, who was taken for said testing that Homelander had started along with Murdoc, who is by far the only one he could depend on. Loyal and trustworthy, just the way he liked them. A scoff when the human began pleading to them, tears running down their bruised, bloodstained face. Bloody fist coming in contact with the thick glass between them over and over again- any harder and they might BREAK THEIR FRAGILE BONES.

Homelander rolls his eyes, turning swiftly. His red, white, and blue cape swayed behind him. Boring. How easily these humans take the enjoyment out of him. “Murdoc,” The older supe sighs, a shake of his head. “As fun as this was- and I do appreciate our bonding time, I do. But the wailing and- I mean, just look how pathetic he is !” Homelander pointed with his thumb over his shoulder, directing at the CAGED HUMAN BEHIND HIM WITH DISGUST. “-This one has reached his expiration date.... how about we find another- a traitorous supe this time ! One of those dreadful Starightlers that are begging for a cleansing....! Now that would be popcorn worthy, don’t you agree, pal ?!”

@killerfun sent: “I only gamble with my life, never my money.”

Meme: the mummy (1999) // sentence starters

“Sounds like you’re just afraid I’ll win. If you’re really that bad at pool, I can give you some pointers.”

@killerfun sent: “I lie to everybody. What makes you so special?”

Meme: the mummy (1999) // sentence starters

"I don't hate you anymore," Aoi starts, "offering to kill Elias made that stop. The way we met still unnerves me though." Their parents know nothing about her having tentatively befriended the guy who'd once kidnapped them. While they're good people, the situation might flip their lids. Better to never speak of this to them.

"You don't. . . Hm."

Well, it's hard not to obey when there's a gun at play.

Aoi slides down against the wall, unsuccessfully trying to reduce their dislocated hip. Their captor has some empathy in him. Or he knew of them before hand and their issues. They're praying it's both. However it doesn't excuse the situation. He's holed them up in a threadbare apartment with no reason. All they know is that the gun he wields is real.

"Are you. . ." Anxious fingers fiddle with the laces on their shoes. "Are you doing this because of my parents?" She can't make eye contact. Instead they look at their hands. Every breath is a painful clump clogging their throat. He took their bag which means he took their stims and meds. And their phone, and the tablet, and everything else they could reach help with. It stings to know nothing and have no way to help themself through.