imagine ur garthy o’brien, just trying to fuck this hot ranger you met at your brothel that you own, except her teenage kids/wards/bosses keep knocking on the door to your bedroom and interrupting you guys and THEN you learn that she’s actually in a committed relationship but didn’t tell you, so THAT sucks but THEN one of the teens comes and finds you in the middle of the night yelling about how his friend is gone and they can’t find him and he might be in danger, so you help him teleport to his friend, and then when they all get back, looking extremely upset and dejected, you apologize to the ranger’s daughter for making her feel uncomfortable by fucking her mother and in the process SHE reveals to you that her mom’s boyfriend is actually this really cool werewolf guy that you KNOW and have fucked on multiple occasions
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"For a moment or two I could see nothing, as the shadow of a cloud obscured St. Mary’s Church and all around it. Then as the cloud passed I could see the ruins of the abbey coming into view; and as the edge of a narrow band of light as sharp as a sword-cut moved along, the church and the churchyard became gradually visible. Whatever my expectation was, it was not disappointed, for there, on our favourite seat, the silver light of the moon struck a half-reclining figure, snowy white."
Mina and Lucy in the kirkyard at Whitby, August 11th.
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Dustin is confused about why a dog keeps begging to be let in by his window every night. And really, the dog is too big to be a dog, but it looks like a golden retriever with soft brown fur. And well, his mom doesn't like it, so Dustin takes off the screen to his window and lets the dog in that way each night.
The dog sleeps at the end of his bed like Dustin is his person. But in the morning, the dog is always gone, only leaving some fur as proof it was ever there.
It stays that way for months until the third go around with the Upside Down. The dog doesn't appear at Dustin's window and he's terrified something happened or that when Dustin had been trapped under the mall, far from his house, that the dog had tried to see him and he didn't answer. It keeps him up at night until almost a week later, the dog is back.
Dustin let's the dog in instantly and hugs the wild animal, and it rests its head on top of his. The dog curls up ready for bed and it's the first night he sleeps the whole night through since the 4th.
Only the dog doesn't come back the next night or the next. And as the week drags by Dustin fears for his friend. Up until the point Max sighs, "I couldn't sleep last night. There's this dog that keeps barking at my window." She groans and leans against Lucas. Dustin sees the way Steve and Robin tense up off to the side.
"What kind of dog?" Lucas asks, "because the same thing is happening to me."
And Robin clears her throat. "Same." And suddenly the whole party is curious.
Max shrugs, "I don't know, big? Like a huge golden retriever if the golden retriever was on steroids."
And Dustin's mouth falls open. "No way- that- that my dog." He splutters and feels eyes on him. "That's why- he only ever calms down if you let him in. He showed up at mine a year ago and just kinda kept coming back."
"Weird," Steve chokes out and suddenly looks really interested in the floor.
But Dustin ignores him in favor of talking with Max, wondering why he never brought it up before.
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I find comfort in knowing that at the end of a bad day at least I'll always have the moon to look at. and sometimes that's the only good thing I have at the end of the day, but at least it's something.
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My roommate and I are financially unstable while he does through a long, complicated diagnosis process that started as we stopped being homeless. I just got a job, and it's going to pay well and allow us to get caught up and stable, but I don't get my check for a week and a half. We have rent due on the 1st, our storage bill due at the end of the month, and we are out of food.
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His son's children
When Alfred looked into the security video of the front gates, he froze for a moment. Taking in the image of the two children there. One was a tall, red haired girl with a teal headband, confident but with a look of wary in her eyes. Behind the girl was a younger boy, black haired and wearing a NASA shirt, appearing to be reluctant like what they were doing was a bad idea. Alfred's stomach dropped just a little when he saw the boy and his familiar features.
A second later worry flitted accross his face, but still, because of protocol, he asked them for their reason for this surprise visit. No one expected any visitors this late, and Alfred knew if he looked over his shoulder, he would find one of the children snooping, trying to find out who their visitor could be.
Yet when he heard the girls request to see him, not Bruce Wayne, but him, Alfred Pennyworth, his stomach dropped even more. Knowing now for sure that he hadn't seen wrong with the boy's features. He buzzed them in, while his mind remembered old cherished memories of two you black haired toddlers playing together, growing up together until that one day. When he chose to stay and his significant other chose to leave. Sometimes, he wondered if Bruce still remembered the one that could have been a brother to him if things had gone different.
He doesn't regret his decision, but when he looked at the two worn-out children, no his own grandchildren, before him he mourned the fact that he had let his own son become astranged from him and Bruce. Having believed it to be the best with what Bruce had started to get up to.
But maybe it wasn't to late to make amends he thought as the young girl, clearly of the same vibes as Richard, like someone who had grown up to fast and taking on responsibilities that shouldn't be theirs, tried to explain that they won't call him grandpa if it made him uncomfortable and that they would only need a place to stay for a couple of days before they could move on.
Alfred's heart broke for them as he listened to the girls, Jasmine's hurried explanation.
During her explanation, he studied them more closely. Marveling at how much the boy, Daniel, looked like him when he had been younger. But also noticing the clear signs of injury he was trying to hide. He suppressed a huff, years of taking care of his reckless charges and other grandchildren, and their wounds had made him an expert in spotting these things. But it also gave him a sickening feeling. The injuries Daniel tried to hide did not appear like your average kind of injuries.
They were going to stay, Alfred would make sure of it and he would also let Bruce know of his findings. There was clearly more to his grandchildren sudden appearance than Jasmin was willing to explain.
Whatever endangered his grandchildren from his own estranged son. He would ensure that nothing would hurt them ever again.
His granddaughter did not need to list reasons to convince him to let them stay for a couple of days. And his grandson did not need to look this cautious and wary of him like someone was going to attack him any second.
Alfred was going to give them a home if his son couldn't. And if Bruce had a problem with it, he could take it up with his children. Clearly, if he looked over his shoulder at the noisy little ones, all of his other grandchildren could see that these two before him needed a home to stay.
Besides from the looks of it, they would fit right in with this family.
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