#unscriptedloses

Kalyan stares at the other as they say that, then makes a face at them, something of disgust " You love me? Why on earth would you do that to yourself? What thing have I done to be loved?" Raising his eyebrows then he glances up before looking to the side, trying to think about what he had been doing recently. He then laughs " Is this because of all the fucking? That's what you mortals tend to fall for these days. You like getting fucked, don't you? My little slut." Kalyan places his left hand on his hip then and smirks before leaning in closer to the other " And now you are using code words to keep me pinned down to you. Huh? Such a human thing to do. Where is your shame little whore?" Kalyan laughed, his right hand moving up to run through his hair.

The families had all met, bridges that were deemed uncross-able were fixed. Everything seemed to be coming together for their big day. However Zoey was struggling, not because she didn’t want to marry James, god that was the last reason. It wasn’t even on the table. Zoey was simply nervous because, well, she couldn’t explain it. She couldn’t explain any of it... Their lives? Had taken a turn for the better lately. James’ mother was in rehab, staying clean and sober. Zoey’s own mother was back in the picture somewhat and that was terrifying for her. Yes, it was better to have the woman around but at first? At first it had been hell. All of Zoey’s bad dreams came back, far too many nights in a row did she wake James up sobbing because she remembered all those horrible times as a child. Now though? Maybe she wasn’t entirely healed but God knows she was doing to much better now. Mirabella being the light of her life and bringing hope and joy into something once dark and dim. Everything was coming together. So why did she feel so nervous?

“It’s so weird.” Zoey spoke into her phone as she sat at the small table in her room. “I can’t remember the last time we didn’t sleep in the same bed.” Leave it to the two of them to let their family members convince them to keep old traditions. The old, you can’t seed the bride twenty-four hours before the wedding, and to be far they had about less than twelve now to go. But it had been a very long day for Zoey. James wasn’t just the greatest love of her life, he was also her best-friend. Her reason for getting up every morning, aside from their daughter. So to not have him besides her tonight? That was going to be hard, and damn near impossible. Hence why she was prolonging the inevitable by calling him. His suite was only a couple of doors down from her room and she knew if she needed to she could go down and lay with him for a while, because after all, they weren’t exactly all that traditional, right? The only tradition about them was the fact that they loved one another more than anything, and that meant the world to her. “I mean maybe it’s a good thing I get a break from your snoring.” She laughed softly as she was fixing her vows, for the millionth time. 

“I’m just kidding, you don’t snore. If you did we would’ve gotten one of those Tempur-Pedic beds where I can adjust you with a remote.” She teased him, Zoey had a day of pampering, manicures, massages, her hair lightened a bit. She was ready for tomorrow and yet all she wanted was James. Literally. All day she kept wishing he was with her, it was stupid how she couldn't go for a long time without her love, but talking to him on the phone would have to suffice. “Make sure you call and say good-night to Mirabella. She’ll probably just say Daddy the whole time, but I feel like you’ll enjoy it.” She laughed. “God! She’s getting so big and smart, I can hardly believe it.” 

Isabella had secretly been cheering for Gryffindor during the quidditch match against Ravenclaw, despite her teammates and friends cheering for the others. It had been an intense game all the way through and Isabella was proud of the man as the game came to an end. But at the moment Gryffindor was in the lead for the quidditch cup, so she would have to train harder along with the rest of the team to crush Hufflepuff so that they could take the lead. When Isabella saw him nod towards the forest she knew exactly what he meant. Ever since their little adventure in her dorm, the two had been fuck buddies more or less. But she knew she couldn’t get attached to him or let anyone else find out about it. What went on between them had to stay behind closed doors. 

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“Yes. You are.” Septimus sneered a little at them, before giving a half hearted smirk and continuing “ But, it’s too late to fix that now. Because you are well old enough to be a lost cause now. Which is certainly what you are. A fucking loser. A plebe.  Might as well join the front lines of an army and die.” Septimus giggled, a wicked, venom filled laugh toward the other “ It was really easy, you know. Catching you with your pants down. So, you are indeed an idiot. But do not fret, none of us can change what fate as determined for us, in this life. You’re just destined to be a fucking idiot.”

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Staring at them, Adom had to blink at the almost absolutely idiotic words he was hearing. He then laughed slightly “ So, let me get this right. My advice is good, but you don’t want me to tell you what to do. Oh, sweetheart. If that were always the case. You’d have probably been dead or in prison by now.” Giving a stern look to them he narrows his eyes “ But I guess you are right. I shouldn’t tell you what to do.” Just as he said that, a loud boom could be heard from someone firing a shotgun and blowing someone’s intestines out all along the concrete they had been running on. This was about ten feet away from where Adom and the other had been standing “ And just think, if my advice hadn’t of come, that would be you right now.” To add insult to injury he made an explosion motion with his hands. Then went back to hiding as the robot that had just murdered one of their own started to march passed the corpse on the ground.

Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End

Sparrow narrowed his eyes at that question " What are you, my mom? I go where I want. When I want." Leaning in toward the other then he gave a little sneer toward them " You figured you'd be a bit more thankfully I showed up. Look at you, a mess." He gestured to the other " What the fuck do you think you were doing anyway?"

Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End         

Pentagram made a face at the other, his nose curling a little, disgusted at the mere idea that someone thought he was wanting their forgiveness. The hybrid then gave a slight huff, amused by this person “ Who the fuck told you that I fucking care about getting forgiven for anything? What are you, the morality police? -fuck off.” He shoved the other then “ I ain’t got any fucking time to be dealing with people imagining I want their forgiveness. –What, are you going to kill me? Hah.” Makes a jerking off motion as he turns away from the other and starts to head the other way.

Send me “Help!” to see how my character would help yours (or if they would at all) in bad situations. 

26. Being held at gunpoint

Asher eyed the stranger as the gun was pointed toward them. As the person he was he knew that he would protect the other, as it was his duty. Well, in a way, sort of. One could consider it as such. He mostly just repaired things for those who really would protect the residents of  this world. Clearing his throat then he looked toward the gun before glancing toward the other “You seem a bit nervous. But I don’t think that this is the time or the place to start demanding help with…That.” He didn’t know much about what the other was carrying. Never having to work on one before. But the former king did seem to know a thing or two about these sort of weapons “ If you want, I can escort you to the castle and find you some help out of here?” He grinned then, before pushing the girl behind him further out of the way of the where the fun was aiming.