Back in the day, mobsters would help people. This help, of course, came at a price. Jimmy was no different. It was well known in the underground that if you had a problem, you went to Jimmy, and maybe, just maybe, if he was drunk or high enough, he’d help you out. He eye’d the empty glass on his desk, his office was fancy underneath the mess, his rich mahogany desk coated with remnants of white powder. “Optimism’s important,” Jimmy said, pulling a bottle and an extra glass out from the drawer under his desk. Regardless of the fact it was ten AM, he poured out two vodkas, and slid one across the desk. 

          Vera was hesitant. Her decision to come here was already questionable and the uncertainty only growing stronger. “It is indeed.” she spoke softly as she witchy the glass glide across the desk with ease. Chewing the inside of her cheek, she took the seat opposite of him, green eyes moving from the glass to the man. How rude would it be if she just ignored it?”

*: ･ﾟ✧ stuff my mom has said while on the phone #2. | accepting!!

@vxrixble​ sent: “ do we need to stress this fucking much?” from Jethro to Scho perhaps?

Dunkirk (2017)

feel free to change pronouns, wording, etc. as needed!

“ the pepper is hiding. i didn’t know that peppers could hide.”

“ it’s good that you know these things.”

“ it’s missing you dearly, i think.”

“ it’s just stupid to try.”

“ it’s no problem. no problem.”

“ no, i just had an, ahem… pole… in the car…”

“ i knew you’d ask what it was.”

“ you don’t need to have that much wind on.”

“ it just takes a little more time.”

“ that’s what the work environment doesn’t accept: that some people need more time.”

“ not everyone has that speed. not even the young.”

“ you’ll get sick quick from stress.”

“ what are we doing here?”

“ do we need to stress this fucking much?”

“ we managed before, too.”

“ i can see pretty far.”

“ that went well.”

“ it has big cows. oh, they’re out eating grass now, i see.”

“ you never know with these kids.”

“ yeah, i’m a little here and there.”

“ then i gotta plan ahead a bit.”

“ i usually tend to disappear soon.”

“ i promise.”

“ it tends to happen around here, too, someplace.”

“ that was odd.”

“ no, i said odd. that means strange.”

“ are you there?”

“ it’s not that much snow there now.”

“ there’s something weird about that.”

“ the mail is red.”

“ i’m standing in the road. well, not PHYSICALLY in the road, but…”

“ that’s not any fun.”

“ i fucking don’t remember where i bought it.”

“ sorry!” [starts laughing]

“ what did you say again?”

“ mild and soft. yeah, soft and mild.”

[hums to self]

“ now i’m inside.”

“ a reindeer-giraffe… no, a reindeer, a giraffe, and a pink bunny.”

“ ‘my god’ my ass.”

“ that’s just how it is.”

“ you’re weird.”

“ my god, i mean… i thought it was just the chocolate they put weird things in.”

“ i got the door in my arm.”

“ too bad i didn’t bring a basket.”

“ it’s too late now.”

“ what’s done is done.”

“ then all that’s left to do is just stand and wait patiently.”

“ i gotta find that famous number.”

“ does that sound familiar?”

“ i’m just focused on people not getting up in my face.”

“ lalalalala.”

“ what’re you doing?”

“ it’s so much fun to stand in line.”

“ it’s probably very fun to wait, too.”

“ it’s not my fault.”

“ now i’m walking past the giraffes again.”

“ can’t you just fly out? no, don’t fly out.”

“ that door was hot.”

“ don’t fly in front of me and irritate me… or distract me, or something.”

“ i’m not stopping for fun.”

I’m sporadically back! My shits still a bit funky, but I’m going to attempt to get back into the swing of things. Got my health sorted a bit. Gained a few new issues, but its 2020 and that’s basically how this entire year is rolling so….

Female Crushes: Emilia Clarke