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dirtylittlediesel · 1 year
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Do you think tangerine prefers vaping or smoking?
anon this ask made my night... holding my hands up to this post like im outside in the dead of winter and this ask is the campfire...
short answer is vaping.❗️🧍🛌 bc yeah he smokes cigs and yeah he hits the bong but do those make my brain whir like the idea of tangerine pacing around a small ass living room with his dinky vape in his fist hitting that thing like no tomorrow???
he would lose it.. often.. and be like lemon get up are you sitting on my vape.. like . sir you lost it between the couch cushions . sir the inside of your rental car now smells like piña colada and mango!!!! weed definitely feels to me like a ladybug centric thing that's aphrodisiac to tangerine when they smoke together... and that's fun too and ive spent a lot of time thinking about that but in terms of which tangerine prefers... his neurotic ass... i gawta go vaping!
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scottishoctopus · 7 months
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do you have a crush on will by any chance
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"Did yah really jest question me if Ah fancied that Turnah lad?" Jones claw snaps together angrily as he glares at the grey seagull. "If yah did then mah answah would be NAW- UH! WHY DO YE LOT KEEP ASKIN' ME IF AH LOVE THIS LAD OR THAT LAD?! WILLIAM TURNAH IS A BLASTED NUMPTY AND HE TOOK MAH SHIP AND CREW AND MAH ROLE AS CAPTAIN OF THE FLYING DUTCHMAN!
AH HAVE NO LOVE FOR HIM WHATSOEVAH!"
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Have you guys ever met another human who has green skin like you?
-The camera turns back on, again showing the gang, with Snake on the laptop-
"Dah, we're ready, boss!"
"Huh? Oh yeah! Good! We gots lotsa these to answah. Okay Snake, what's the next one?"
"It assssskssssss have you guyssssss ever met another human with green sssssskin?"
"Green skin? Huh....Well not countin' Murdoc, no. Don't know why he's green though. I think he was born with it like we was, but obviously different circumstances."
"Si! The Gangreen Gang doesn't know any other green humans! It gets lonely, but at the same time makes us stand out."
"DAH, YEAH! GANGREEN GANG SPECIAL!"
"Hehe, that's right fellas! Ain't no other Gangreen Gang! Okay Grubber, take us into the next one!"
-Grubber pops up into view, waves, then shuts off the camera.-
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yugodtaguchi · 2 years
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One big family, oneness, one spirit, Rasta business, community vibes. Dub vibration festival was totally epic. First of all maximum respect to roots and culture promotion Vienna(Ras Ikal & Does) made it happen 2022. All sound system crew, all great musicians, associations crew, casher, bartender, all sound system supporters, music lovers, bass lover etc… big up to yourself straight from me heart 🙏🙏🙏 I was such a honor to be there shared vibes with @loic_desvignes I felt naturally connected to @michael_exodus_ & @a3bor.ph big hug and love your guys✨ It’s have been long time I’m waiting for this family feeling & vibes from each other. It’s not often to have this feeling inside of myself. So much great vibes begging to the end 3 days In the road. Everyone on board put pure fire in the such a high musical leaves were like sky the unlimited. Big respect and inspire from @kingshilohsoundsystem @dandelion_soundsystem @buriman_moaanbessa @far_east_melodica @rashassenti @piyazawa @sistersherin @4_seasons_of_roots @sisterssiren @lionshifi sound system #treasureirie #dubdergutenhoffnung sound system @dubapesthifi sound system #haroonayaas and all family from all over the world. Hope we will come back to next year again ✨ Rasta Salute 🫡 #dubvibrationfestival #dubvibrationfestival2022 #kingshilohsoundsystem #dandelionsoundsystem #dubdergutenhoffnung #dubapesthifi #lionshifisoundsystem #moaanbessa #buriman #rashassenti #fareastmelodica #piyazawa #michaelexodus #icalises #sistersherin #fourseasonsofroots #sirensisters #loicdeniro #rasikel #answah (Route 69) https://www.instagram.com/p/CgbyMCasiHS/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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dollyreblogs · 3 years
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Okay but I feel like that Ashton is one of the guys who finds out Kathy is a trans woman and the first thing he asks when he sees her is: "So, didja snip off yer willy?"
And Kathy just stares at him before looking at Holly: "Do you mind if I punch your friend?"
"He's only my friend when he's an okay human being."
And then he gets his shit absolutely rocked by Kathy and he doesn't even learn from it, he's all: "BY THE WAY YA GOT DEFENSIVE, I KNOW THE ANSWAH! Aw, shit, she's coming back."
And so while he's friends with Sadie, he is not friends with Kathy.
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askvoljin · 4 years
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I miss hear your voice... A lot.
Dough I can’t always answah ya when ya be wantin’ it, I do hear ya words an’ miss ya all.
It breaks me heart knowin’ I can’t always help ya da way I wish, but know dat even dough I might not appear when called, I’m not gone.
Darkspear nevah die!
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jocelyn-wellson · 4 years
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Dr Hayes closed the heavy walnut door to her cherry-paneled office. She activated the magical wards - no one would hear what they would have to say. Jocelyn sat down on the leather chaise, her hair still growing, and a shy, coy smile on her face. Dr Hayes sat in her own leather office chair. She took up a glass of water, watching the young woman. Some of the tics were still there: the twitches, the hypervigilance, though she was showing signs of improvement. Of healing.
"Good afternoon, Jocelyn," she began, setting the water down and picking up her legal pad and fountain pen. "You seem... peaceful, at least more peaceful than I have ever seen you. Your skin is clearer; your weight, healthier; your hair is more uniform. Tell me about your week."
Jocelyn took a long deep breath. "Et's 'ard ta talk 'bou', doc..."
"Hard because someone doesn't want you to, or because the words are not coming?"
"A lit'le o' both," she admitted.
Dr Hayes made a quick note on her pad. She tapped the fountain pen to her lip. "What would help us talk about you this week?"
Jocelyn looked about; it was a sure sign she was uncomfortable. Dr Hayes was acutely interested, however, because she had never seen this manifestation of these symptoms with her current disposition. Jocelyn was nervous, not fearful. She made another note.
Jocelyn’s body language was obvious. She had no idea how to talk about good things occurring in her life. "I...," she began, fingers wringing. "I 'ave some people in mah life now, tho I cannae say frien's yet, I care abou' 'em."
Dr Hayes was a bit surprised, though she did not betray her thoughts. "You've met people? Shop keepers and the like? Or members of the public? Co-workers?"
"Combina'ion," she said.
"That's wonderful, Jocelyn," said Dr Hayes. She practically beamed at her patient. "What do they do?"
"Why's et mattah?"
"Just want to know who you are meeting, is all."
Jocelyn looked a trifle offended, though she entertained the question. "A stable maid, a wai'ress, an ol' lady, a saleswoman who's 'elpin' me ou' wit' a projec', an’ someone else."
Dr Hayes looked on impassively. "You are gravitating to the working class, and avoiding the criminal," she said.
"Ta th' bes' o' my thinkin'," she agreed.
Dr Hayes thought for a moment. She decided to address the largest hole in the entire list. "Who is this someone else?" she asked.
Jocelyn could feel herself flush, slightly at first and then blossom into a deep crimson. "Met a woman," she said.
"How?"
"Followin' 'er place ta place 'til she go' th' drop on me."
"That's not healthy," said the doctor.
"Nah, nah, ya go' it all wrong," said Jocelyn.
Dr Hayes gestured for her to continue, though the look on her face was one of extraordinary skepticism.
"I tol' ya... back when I firs' was firs’ leavin’ th' monestary. I called ou' fer th' Director. And all I 'eard was 'Hawke'."
The doctor nodded. "I remember."
"Foun' a lead on a person in Unit 8. Din't recognize 'er. E'eryone else di' tho. Beautiful, she is. Curves..." her fingers retraced the route they had taken the night before.
"That's fine, Jocelyn. It's the following I am worried about."
"Yea, yea. So I talk ta people 'ere, people there. Et's 'ow I met all th' people I di'. Jus' talkin', wantin' ta know my mark before'and."
"Before..."
"Before we met," said Jocelyn. She gestured at the faint roadrash covering the left side of her face. "She foun' me firs'." She chuckled.
"I see. Work related, not ... something else."
"Good Gods, I ain' tha' crazy, doc."
Dr Hayes smiled gently. "No, you are not."
Jocelyn grunted an approval. She leaned back in the chaise, leather creaking. She closed her eyes and began deep breathing.
"So what is troubling about this person?" asked the doctor, noting her breath.
Breathe in... An image of blue lips rushing to meet her own. Breathe out... Her heart, fluttering. Her body and mind, so warm. She continued to deep breathe:
"Yanno I 'ave trouble talkin' 'bou' myself, my pas'..."
The doctor nodded. She started to write, taking note of the body language and the spoken dialogue.
"Donnae wha' et was 'bou' this woman, bu' et's like I donnae go' no armor, like I..." She looked distressed, but oddly happy at the same time. "...Doc, et ain' serious. I donnae think it'll ge' serious or nothin'. Bu' in tha' momen', bein' touch'd, bein' kiss'd... I ain' le' no one do tha' in a long time, no' on tha' level.”
The doctor finished note taking. She leaned back in her chair, steepling her fingers. "Who was the person before this?" she asked.
Jocelyn bit her lip. “Please, no...” She started to breathe faster. “I cannae...” Dr Hayes reached across the coffee table just to touch the back of her patient's hand. It seemed to help calm her.
"Me dea' baby's fathah," Jocelyn said after a moment. "'e was a goo' man by rights, ‘til 'e met me, an' then 'is life fell apart. We were gon’ be married: sea commandah ‘n’ ‘is wife. An' then the life we made ... et died inside me," she said. She swiped at her eyes. "Lemme tell ya... Tha' man... 'e 'ad a way o' makin' me feel safe, like I was needed, wan'ed, impor'ant. Beau’iful. Tha's 'ow Vyn made me feel for jus' a secon'."
Dr Hayes watched her patient grab a cloth and wipe her face. She remained otherwise neutral, though supportive.
"This encounter with this woman l, this Vyn ... it made you feel important and safe?"
Jocelyn looked at her boots. "Ya lef’ somethin’ ou’... et’s somethin’ I’ve been 'earin' et all week, doc."
"What's that, precisely?"
"Tha' I'm beau’iful, doc,” she replied. Her voice cracked. "Donnae think I though' tha' in years. Til this week. An’ yanno, I felt tha' way las' nigh'."
"Did you two..."
"No, no. No' like tha'. Jus' a kiss 'n' nudge 'tween new 'quain'ences."
Dr Hayes's eyes lit, ever so briefly. "You deserve these things, Jocelyn. You do. And they're coming to you."
Jocelyn bit her lip. She looked up at the doctor. "Yanno wha'?" she asked, thinking about that wine vault she had found, the people she had met, the job she had. "I'm... I'm thiknin' yer right. These are nice things, an’ they’re 'appenin' ta me."
"To whom do you think the credit belongs?"
Jocelyn flinched. She closed her eyes. "I cannae answah tha' now, ya see."
"Why not?"
"Et's no' th' righ' time, yea?" she sounded a little peevish.
Dr Hayes nodded. "If you're not ready, let's not talk about it just yet. Deal?" The women nodded to each other, a tacit, unspoken agreement. "Now, then. What else happened this week?"
( @lovelydeadlysocialite / @zeehva @kat-hawke )
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unpleasant-aroma · 5 years
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How Very//Heathers AU
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Hanging out with Katherine and Sarah was... weird to say the least. They were very preppy girls, and not in the same way kids at St. Cecelia’s were preppy. Katherine was dating local football star Jack Kelly, and Sarah was apparently in talks with Spot Conlon, a boy who scared Moria to this day. It felt like some cheesy 80s movie... and Moria was no Molly Ringwald, even if she wanted to be. But, she was getting the girls to expand their horizons during the lunchtime poll for the newspaper, even if they were using a question that came from one of their stupid boyfriends.
Pen tucked behind her ear, Moria approached the darkly dressed young man sitting by himself; he was clearly new, and she had a feeling he was like her in a way: completely lost in this new environment. “Hey, uh, d’ya got time ta answah a stupid question?” She asked, clutching her notebook to her chest. “’s tha lunchtime poll. Kinda dumb honestly, but if they like ya answah, ya might get put in the school papah.”
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multimusesblog · 4 years
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Characters Answer 18 Questions
South Park: Wendy Testaburger Age 17 ------- 1. How old were you when you stopped believing in Santa?
“...Um. You realize you’re asking a girl who lives in a world where he is real, right?” -------- Disney’s Recess: Ashley Spinelli --------- 2. Why do you go by your last name?
“Because I hate the other Ashleys.” --------- Hazbin Hotel: Alastor the Radio Demon --------- 3. Why are you always smiling?
“Because my dear, I wouldn’t be fully dressed without one.”
4. Are you the Devil?
“No, but I’m a serial killer which is close.” --------- Hey Arnold!: Arnold Shortman Age 18, Helga Pataki Age 18 --------- 5. How long have you two been a couple?
[Arnold] “I’d say a few years.” Arnold said. Helga lightly punched his arm. 
[Helga] “It’s been more than a few years, bucko. Try ever since we rescued your parents.” ---------- Steven Universe: Bluebird Azurite ---------- 6. Why is your right eye a gemstone?
“O’ that? Don’t mind that none, it’s just ‘ow I formed.” --------- South Park Mystics AU: Kyle Broflovski Age 16 (Cat/Ferret Mystic) --------- 7. Wold you ever date your Controller?
“Mm. Probably not. We have more of a pet/owner thing going on. Even though he already has a pet.” --------- Teen Titans: Raven Roth Age 20 --------- 8. Why do you guys still call yourselves the Teen Titans if you’re adults?
“Beats me. Though let’s be real, Cyborg was closer than the rest of us to being an adult anyway.” --------- South Park Phone Destroyer AU: Craig Tucker Age 15 (Incan) --------- 9. Have you ever done something you regret?
“Nope.” --------- Disney: Mickey Mouse (Human Version) --------- 10. Who’s your favorite person in the world?
“Minnie, of course.” --------- South Park: Eric Cartman Age 12 --------- 11. When did you first realize Kenny always died and came back?
“The first time it happened. Duh, Ah’m nawt stewpid.”
12. What are you most afraid of?
“Yew can’t make meh answah that.” --------- Disney’s Recess: TJ Dettweiler ---------- 13. What’s your favorite part of school?
“Recess.” ---------- South Park Hazbin Hotel AU: Kyle Broflovski Age 29 (Fox Demon) ---------- 14. What do you think of the Happy Hotel?
“I think it’s a dumb idea. I mean how many of these dipshits really actually want to change, let’s be real. The princess’s song was nice though.” ----------- South Park Monster AU: Tricia Tucker Age 11 (Gremlin) ----------- 15. What exactly do gremlins eat?
“Whatever we can get our hands on.” ----------- South Park: Kyle Broflovski Age 33, Wendy Testabrger Age 34 ----------- 16. Do you have kids?
[Wendy] “Let’s just say in nine more months we will.”
[Kyle] “Not that a question like that is really any of your business.” ---------- South Park Monster AU: Kyle Broflovski Age 19 (Vampire) ---------- 17. Can vampires really be hurt by sunlight?
“Nope, that’s a misconception because you humans don’t know what plot convenience is.”
18. Have you ever drunken nonhuman blood?
“Yeah. Human blood tastes a lot better though.” 
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shekissesturians · 5 years
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For Zeffren: 💕 💣 For Taft: 🤲 💼
Zeffren-
💕 for a love headcanon-
Zeffren’s mandibles fidget as she thinks about the question,
“Finding love would be nice… It would be the first time though. I wouldn’t say I’ve ever felt it before. I mean.. my teachers were nice, and they took care of me, but it wasn’t love. When I would see other children with their parents, that was love. None of the teachers ever looked at me like that…”
💣 for a stress headcanon-
A long agitated keen vibrated from Zeffren’s throat,
“When I think of stress the first thing that comes to my mind is my crew mates. They're so… so… Ugh! I just wish they would stop being such assholes! Yes, I am QUITE aware I have no markings on my face, thanks for noticing. That shouldn’t interfere with our work, but surprise!… it does.”
Taft-
🤲 for a religious headcanon-
Taft’s mandibles lifted up in a grin at the question before he began speaking,
“Oh de great spirits of Palaven!” His voice is raised as he looks up into the air with outstretched arms. People walking by stop and stare at the scene he is making, “Bless our crops, our grubs, de food we eat! Take us tonigh’ intah wonderful sleep!… Ma taught me everythin’ bout dem spirits.” He looks back down with a laugh.
“I’ll tell you what though, de only religious experience I eveh ‘ave is when I gamble. It’s de rush you feel through yer veins, its de risk, de unknown of outcome dat makes yer blood run hot. When yah risk it all its de ultimate ecstasy, some times bettah den sex! Almost makes yah believe in somethin’ more den whats in front of yah face… almost.”
💼 for a work headcanon-
Taft lets out a thrumming hum as he continues to stuff ammunition into his work duffle,
“If any one don’t like deir job, dey ain’t doin’ it right.” He clicks his tongue on the roof of his mouth, “It’s all bout what yahmake it. Look at me! I just wanna blow stuff up, WHAM!” He lets out a hardy laugh as he continues to stuff the bag over its capacity.
“Joined de military, Bam! Bam! Bam! Blew mah way through basic! Ya gottah assert, and yah commit. I nevah took no for an answah, and I never said no eithah. It’s all ‘bout what yah make it.” He leans in close covering his mouth with a hand just incase a commanding officer happens to past by,
“See, dey want me tah blow a hole through a barriah. What does dat take, like four sticks o’ dynamite? Pft borin’, nah I’m packin’ twenty plus three pack o’ mah baby C4. A bit extra fire powah ain’t nevah hurt nobody.” He quickly straightens up, heaving the overstuffed bag over his shoulder. It barely zips shut at this point.
He throws you a wink, “Work is just what yah make it.”
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alter-koker · 5 years
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:) @davidfoley thank u kindly jamie
rules: answah 15 questions and tag 10 ppl 
name: sophie
age: 18 baybe
country: canada but i live in the us
favourite colour: perhaps a silvery green
when i made this blog: uhhh lemme check. august 8th this year
follower count: lol like 233 unfortunately 
favourite drink: i like iced espresso beverages and orange sodas
dream vacation: wanna go into the ocean
choose a superpower: this is basic but perhaps shapeshifting. or to have any information at my reach. travel between universes?
song you love right now: covers sung by this elementary school in the 70s...
hogwart house: eeeeeeesh...
favourite characters: hawkeye and margaret ofc... niles from frasier ... masterchief from halo. will graham. oh and eve from ke
how do you keep your hair: ive always had hair to my ass. occasionally i will highlight it. i part it to my left side. i braid it and pin it to my head frequently
christmas or halloween: menorah time gotta get that latke
im kinda fond of christmas too since my mom celebrates it
i dont rlly know any other mash ppl to tag aaa!! this is lame but mutuals if u see this then i choose u
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scottishoctopus · 2 months
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I hate to bother you, sir. But I have far too many questions, Cap’n.
I have a few questions about your curse, if you don’t mind, sir.
1. How did the curse originally take hold of you? Was it immediate or was it a gradual process? Either way, I…assume it was painful?
2. When a new man accepts your offer to join your crew, is there an initiation process or is there no official “ceremony”? My first question also applies to their crew: is it immediate for them or is it a gradual transformation? Also, let’s say someone is pressed-ganged into your crew and they do not willing give their soul or whatever: Will the curse affect them or do they have to verbally acknowledge give their service to you in order for the curse to take affect?
3. Do you…uhh…ever miss being completely human?
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"Well, since Ah have nothin' bettah tah do on this ship, Ah suppose Ah can answah yer curious questions." He replies, lighting his pipe and taking a deep smoke.
"Twas a long, dreadful process of mahself and the crew transformin' intah the bein's that we are tahday. At first, Ah assumed that we were all slowly perishin' due tah me abandonin' mah duty as ferryman. Howevah shortly aftah Ah lost mah leg and was replaced with that of a crab- uh, it was then Ah discovered we were nae dyin' but becomin' part of the seas itself.
As fer new souls, there is naw ceremony nor congratulations given tah one. When they declare their service tah me, they are expected tah begin workin' their debts. If they have nae proven that they are worth their soul, then Ah have them dropped off at the bottom of the sea where they can repay their debts there. The souls on board the ship or at the seabed then go through the same transformin' process as Ah went through centuries prior.
Fer the mattah of me desirin' tah be human once more, Ah wish nae. That is a face of a man that Ah am naw longah." Jones finished bitterly, sneering at the thought of his naive human self.
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So we all know that the Gangreen Gang bullies other kids like the time Snake gave that kid in the park an atomic wedgie, that was actually pretty hilarious but, has anyone ever bullied any of you?
"Bosssss, I got the next one! But...I don't think we can anssssswer it! Ssssounds sssspoilery."
"Let me see I'll decide what's spoiler or not. Has anyone ever bullied any of youse? Well, way to go, Snake! You used yer head! Snake's right, peoples. Sorry, but we can't answah this. You'll find out in It Ain't Easy Being Gangreen! Get the camera ready for the next one."
-Grubber pops up, blowing a raspberry in the camera, then it turns black.-
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aussiegunsmoke · 2 years
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J, A, C, K
J: "Erm... Guess Oi get jealous when moi lovah spends more toime wit someone else..."
A: "Yeah..." Jack frowned, glancing to the side.
C: "Oi'd rathah not answah that..."
K: "Uhhh... 'ow do Oi answah this?..."
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wardati · 7 years
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☠ lemme hear what anda gotta say 🙊🙊
Send me ‘💀" to hear what my muse would say to yours if they were completely drunk off their head.
Status: Accepting
i. Day drinking is not his day job. No it’s much deadlier then familiarizing your self with a bottle of gin. But his day job doesn’t taste as bitter and it doesn’t make him forget for a little while who he is.It just makes him feel worse, so he drinks anyway.
ii. He skips two weeks of yoga classes because Anda is good at breaking promises. Well maybe he never promised but somewhere along the lines he could go home breathing a little easier, sleep through a night without waking up restless, hear the beginning of her laugh in the middle of a quiet room and call it his nirvana, it’s as close as he would ever get to meditation anyway. Sue him. He comes back with no explanation, he barely even thinks about his poses, he leaves ten minutes before the class is finished and convinces himself when he exits the double doors that she does not care. And that he does not care either.
iii.  It’s coke and whiskey. Another coke and whisky another shot of tequila and then another and another and then Anda finds himself walking down a familiar neighborhood. And then Anda is calling her. Pressing on all the buttons, knocking on all the doors ‘Comeoutcomeoutcomeoutcomeout’.  'Whereareyouwhereareyouwhereareyou’.He laughs when wrung out neighbors curse him out for waking them up at the umpteenth hour of the night. He runs to the next house and then the next till he finds hers.   
iv. He falls short when he actually see’s her. His mind blanks,the slick of silver courage and the run of luck evaporate the moment his body slumps against a wall. He covers his mouth as if he’s already said something to offend her. His presence he thinks, should be enough. It takes him a solid three minutes to realize he must form words to explain himself.
“Cassandra.” It comes out much more deeper, more concerned then he wants, so he tries again. “Cass I just.. wanted you…. to know that um sorry.” He nods to himself as if he’s cleared all misconceptions, this is a drunkards fairy tale.
“And that I don’t like that you’re really hard to read sometimes….I mean, I’m good at it with everyone else but you’re a fucking steel bunker… a fallout shelter. I mean.. if a bomb exploded right now,” the dumbass makes a show of miming a bomb scattering from the sky and landing with a crushed noise he pulled his lips together to make, “ you’d probably not even feel shit.”  
He laughs only a little, there’s no joy in his eyes. He knows that’s what he likes about her the most anyway (it frustrates him nonetheless). The silence between them grows and he nods again. “I should go…” He should. He will. Its early or it’s late he can’t tell but the sun will be up soon. Anda picks himself off the wall and puts one foot in front of the other. He rubs at his swollen cheeks before turning to her for the last time. “Yo..you you wanna watch the sunrise with me?”
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purplesuperstar-a · 4 years
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“ If any o’ yall expwectin Waluigi t’ wear somethwin chwistmassy yain’t gon be too happy wahth the answah. “
“ he ain’t gettin all fwahncied up. chwistmwahs ain’t his forte. that and he can’t afford anything like that “
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