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xsarcasticwriterx · 3 years

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I hate you

Summary: In a world where your enemies name appears on one wrist and your soulmates appears on the other but what happens when it's the same name on both

Pairing: loki x reader

Warnings: fluff but some major angst at end, swearing,

Notes: Finally not bucky pfft anyways i got this idea from a post I saw on instagram hope ya like it :) oh and this takes place during ragnarok and infinity war also yes i know the lines aren't the exact same but i tried to keep it similar.

You hated loki no hate wasn't strong enough you despised the god. With his tricks and mischief. with his knifes and need to simply be an absolute dickbag. all of this is what made the position you were put in even more confusing and messy.

You stared down at your wrist looking at the names well name. singular. The names were supposed to be one of your enemy and one of your soulmate which of course frustrated people to the end of which name suppose to take what role. Yours might seem simpler but it made it more complicated.

there was one name. loki. It sat on both your wrist being there since the day you were born. at first it confused you and your parents why the name was the same. Then the confusion grew when a few days later a prince was born named loki odinson.

So your enemy was loki but was also your soulmate. The more you were around loki the more you understood the enemy part of it. He'd pull mean pranks and constantly pester you. you assumed the names on his wrist were in the same case as yours making his constant bother make sense.

Of course now wasn't the time to rehash all of that. you currently were going through something that felt similar to an acid trip. They spoke something of the grandmaster and how this planet was created or whatever. you simply felt sick and like someone stuck your brain in a blender.

you open your eyes not even realizing you had closed them at some point. looking around you are sat next to thor and in front of you is a strange man with eyeliner who looks like a dude going through a midlife crisis.

behind you are rainbow guards. confused you turn to lowkey who looks just as confused as you. “well aren't these two just marvelous. he and a she right?” he ask looking up at a girl. she nods “yes he and she” she smiles at you two. “see this is why your amazing. what do i always say when she shows up it starts with b” he says looking to another girl. “trash” she says glaring at the other girl. “wha- no were you just looking to call her trash that doesn't even start with b” he said confused and shaken. “booze hag”

you cant help but snicker at this. “I- what no i'm sorry i always say your the best god. she brought me my champion y'know” he says with a smile. “so you say every time shes here.” she replied jealousy thick. “how much for them” grandmaster ask. this shakes you up and throws even thor off guard. “hi yes excuse me were not for y'know sale” you say like its an outlandish thing. “10,000″ the girl says. “I am not for sale” thor says ripping his arms out of the chair. “ooo a fighter I like it” he says then the girl presses a button and thor is shaking like he was tased.

“Y'know actually i think i'm ok being sold off can I just nooot have that happen to me?” you ask with a wide grin. “I like her shes funny” get her out of the chair” the grandmaster says. “give her the credits hurry” with a grumble the girl gets paid. “you will pay for this.” thor says to the scavenger. “no I got paid for this.” she says smugly walking off. your chains are released and you stand up rubbing your wrist. “do you got any lotion or anything cause that shit made my wrist all dry” you say nodding towards the chair.

“Get the girl some lotion go go” he says to the other. “come follow me” he says after you get handed some lotion. you walk into a room full of people thor following behind on his chair. The room seems like a party people are chatting music is blasting. “I am the god of thunder!” thor says. tiny thunder comes out his fingers making you chuckle. His hammer being broken but be affecting him more than expected. “well there's no thunder but you did create little sparkles there.” he says walking to a dj panel.

“hey y/n get me out of here” thor whispers to you. “Man i don't even know how i got out ok guess you gotta just be awesome like me” you look around and spot someone who for once actually made you smile “or like loki apparently.” you point out to thor. “loki!” he yells. you hit thor's arm “shut up” you say. loki looks at you two confused.

“loki!!” thor says happily. you simply facepalm you didn't want to talk to loki nor did you want grandmaster from finding out you know him especially if he's caused as much chaos here as he has on asgard. loki looks concerned and does a fake smile and goodbye before walking towards yall “shhh sh” he says. “what are you doing here” he ask “Me and y/n were put in a chair she was released wheres your chair?” thor ask. “i didn't get a chair” loki whispers back. “well get me out of this one” thor ask “i cant.” “get me out” “I cant” they debacle before you interrupt “how did you get here?” you ask. “I was here a few weeks ago I gained his trust i know hes strange but im in the good with him” loki says.

“what are we whispering about” Grandmaster sneaks up on yall. “jesus fuck what are you a mouse?!” you ask feeling your heart pounding like drums. “you know this lord of thunder?” grandmaster ask loki. “god of thunder heh tell him” thor says nodding. “i've never met this man in my life” loki says with a nervous smile. “their brothers” you chime in “adopted” loki clarifies. you smile at the grandmaster. “well if you want to get back to assguard or-” grandmaster starts “asgard” thor clarifies. “Only those who defeat me beloved champion can leave.” grandmaster said with a smile. “just send him that way he’ll stab whomever whatever to get back home” you say. thor nods with a smirk.

and off he goes. not long after loki nods towards where thor was sent and you nod back. As much as you hate loki it was nice having 2 familiar faces here. You walked after loki and snuck into the room. loki was making hand gestures as thor threw a rock through him. “course” you say with a shake of your head. loki and thor look towards you. “why did i actually think for once you'd be nice and actually be here” you say rolling your eyes. “Never put faith in my brother to be nice” thor says throwing another rock through loki. loki rolls his eyes “You don't want my help then i'll just go.” loki says turning around then turning back. “I haven't seen this champion but i know he is unstoppable and terrifying. I have placed a large wager against you won't let me down.” loki says walking off.

“He's right ya know, loki, this champion is a champion for a reason and you don't have your hammer anymore you cant even do your cool lighting trick you barely got it out your fingers...just don't get killed out there please. Loki won't admit it but he cares about your dumbass and so do i so do us both a favor and don't get killed” you say walking out the room. loki was right at the other side and rolled is eyes. “that was cheesy” he says. “shut up i just don't want you to be more annoying than usual if he fucking dies.” you reply with a grumble.

Soon enough the battle comes and you sit next to loki. your nerves become evident the more time passes. loki puts a hand on your bouncing leg. slowly it calms down. his hand stays there as thor walks out. you gulp deeply. they announce the champion and out walks.....hulk? “I have to get off this plant” loki says starting to walk off. you giggle. loki's experiences with hulk were far from fun.

“where are you going?” grandmaster ask walking loki back to his seat. “Hey! I know him! hes a friend from work!” thor says yelling. you bite back a smile. “ahem yea we kind of all work together” you say with a smile to grandmaster. his smile falters. loki looks nervous. as much as you wanted to laugh at his pain hulk throwing you around can be quite traumatic. “hey you're up here...hes down there” you say “hes not coming after you ok hes controlled its ok.” you say to loki. he nods.

The fight goes on and right when you see an end that scared you thor got his powers and blasted hulk. “oh shit” you mumble. “of course” loki mumbles. thor lost the fight that's the summary of it. You and loki ended up wondering the place. “shouldn't we try to find thor?” you ask. “if you want thor i can take you to him but i figured id take you somewhere” loki said. “uh yea sure” you said with a shrug.

You a loki end up at the top of a mountain the view looks beautiful. the sky was many shades of blue from dark to light. “this is...this is beautiful” you say. “yes it is” he replied looking at you. you turn to him seeing him look at you. you smile...maybe loki wasn't so bad after all.

Then an alarm goes off “My precious champion is missing that seductive lord of thunder as stolen him” a hologram of grandmaster says. “shit....thor” you say. “follow” loki says. he grabs your hand and you two end up in the grandmasters office him and the scavenger who brought you and thor is there debate who can bring thor and hulk in faster. “Well i come as a pair” loki said holding your hand up. “uhhhhhh suppose so?” you say with a shrug. “i woke up wanting an execution but ill settle for this little ‘who gonna get him first’” grandmaster says.

you three walk out. “now why would you help my brother escape” loki ask “I help no one but myself” she replies. loki and her end up fighting as you just sit back and watch what can be said watching loki get his ass handed to him was fun. when she knocks him out she looks to you. “do i have to knock you out too? or i can just use this.” she says holding the remote. “uh see i'm not really with him but ya see he makes a great partner in crime but ill just follow willingly.” you say putting your hands up. “good choice” she says.

“Should probably get your name if your going to take us hostage” you say. “valkyrie” she says. you two walk in silence into a room as she ties him up. “i’ll be back keep him there” she says walking out. you sit next to loki and sigh. “your my soulmate...you? i don't know if i have the worst luck.....no i have the best luck.” you say with a smile. one of his sleeves is slightly up and you can see your name on his wrist. “how did we get stuck like this...together.” you ask. loki looks so peaceful asleep. this trip has made you see a vulnerable and kinder loki.

you kiss his cheek before seeing him squirm. his eye open and he looks around. “course she made you babysit” he grumbles. aaaaand he ruined it. you roll your eyes. “shut up and make this easy on both of us and just stay.” you say. “what am I a dog?” he says with a huff. “well you were a snake one time” you say laughing at the memory. he laughs “fair enough” he replies. He starts to say something else when the doors open. thor and bruce walk in. “y/n!” he says excitedly. “Bruce” you say happily hugging him. You two had been close before he disappeared to well here. loki grumbles and bruce turn to him. “last time i saw you, you were ready to kill us where are we at now?” bruce ask. “it varies moment to moment” loki replies.

bruce looks at you concerned. “he's on our side for now.” you say sitting next to loki. “look we need to get out of here.” he points to a portal outside “through there” he says. “through the devil's anus?!” valkyrie ask. you burst out laughing. “I wasn't aware it was called that when i picked it” thor says slightly embarrassed. “well we need a ship mine wont make it through that” valkyrie says.

They then nerd out about ships as loki struggles in his chains. “Don't even try there stuck there” you whisper to him. he sighs and gives up. “I just so happen to know the codes to grandmasters ship keep” loki says. “and your just ready to help?” valkyrie ask “i have run out of favors with grandmaster sO” he says and sighs. you side eye loki suspicious. he smiles you and you look to the others.

“what the worst he betrays us? Would just be another day with the odinson boys.” you say standing up. So that was that. You,thor, and loki would go get the ship. you two were at a door when thor started “I suppose we should talk.” he said. “i disagree,open communication was never our family's forte” loki said. “you have no idea quite the revelation sense we last spoke” thor says

“hello” thor says to the people...things that see you 3 come in. “hi” loki says making you smile “sup” you say before you 3 blast them. “Odin brought us together” loki says as you 3 hide from the shot fired back. “Its almost poetic that his death should split us apart.” loki continues. you sigh “loki why are you so prominent on keeping this angsty wall of yours up” you grumble earning you a side eye. you three then finish them off walking to another key pad. “We might as well be strangers now” loki says ignoring your statement.

“Two sons of the crown, set adrift” loki says. you'd love to say something or really just slap loki so he stops pushing his brother away further and further with every words but you let him continue. The door opens and a man points a gun at loki making him backup and you giggle as thor blast him to the ceiling. “thought you didn't want to talk about it” thor says walking into the elevator. loki puts a finger up “here's the thing” he says stepping over the body. you roll your eyes and follow.

“im probably better off staying here on sakaar.” loki says. that's not what he wants. you stare at thor which he clearly doesn't get cause he then says “That's exactly what I was thinking”

loki makes a stunned face and looks shocked and confused. “Did you just agree with me?” he says shocked. you hit loki's shoulder “what its surprising” you roll your eyes. “come on this place is perfect for you. its savage,chaotic,lawless. Brother you're gonna do great here.” thor says matter of factly. you title your head up and sigh. “morons” you grumble earning two confused looks.

“Do you truly think so little of me?” lokie ask. you shake your head. they really are stupid aren't they. “Loki, i thought the world of you.” thor says. finally now loki dont fuck this up. loki's face soften ups and you smile at it. “I thought we were gonna fight side by side forever” thor continues. come oooon. “but” fucking hell thor. “at the end of they day your you and i'm me” thor says with a shrug. loki looks hurt now. “i don't know maybe there's still good in you. but lets be honest our paths diverged a long time ago” he finishes. fucking hell thor you just had to go and fuck it up. loki contemplates what was just said looking between the floor and thor.

he sighs and nods. his face is full of hurt. you grab his hand softly and give him a small smile which he reciprocates. you may hate loki which lets be honest even that was falling apart but you still wanted him happy. you hated how hurt he looked. like a kicked puppy. “yea...it's probably for the best that we never see each other again.” loki says voice full of pain and almost desperate for thor to deny the allegations. “that's what you always wanted” thor says patting loki. “yall are the most idiotic gods there could be” you say taking thor off guard. loki simply laughs. thor shakes his head and turns back to the front.

“hey lets do get help” thor says happily. this wipes the hurt from loki and replaces it with confusion. “what?” he ask “get help.” he says again. “no.” loki says shaking his head. “come on, you love it” thor says excitedly. “I hate it” loki says shaking his head again. “Its great it works everytime” thor says “its humiliating loki says swinging his hands bringing attention to you two holding hands. This earns a smirk from thor before he says “You have a better plan?” he ask.

“no” loki says. “were doing it” thor says with a smile. “we are not doing get help” loki says matter of factly. next thing you knew loki was limp over the shoulder and thor was yelling get help before throwing loki at the guards. you laughed falling onto your ass. “see this is why i didn't want to do it” loki says nodding to you. “im im ok im good” you say trying to stop laughing. you get up but not far before loki does as loki does and betrays yall. he twitches on the floor and thor walks off. “i'm gonna stay here with him” you say. thor looks suspiciously at you before carrying on.

“if you just hadn't been so stupid and said how you felt and what you wanted from thor we wouldn't be here and now im stuck taking care of your dumbass once again. God i don't even know why i stay anymore when all you do is exactly what would hurt me what you trying to fulfill the enemy part of our deal?” you ask lifting up your sleeves showing the two loki names. “I mean really loki why do you keep doing this please just explain it to me. I started to see a side of you the side that I actually cared for and saw us being real soulmates but then you pulled this crap again and now i don't even know what to feel.” you say before the doors bust in. a rocky man and a group of others walk in. picking up the remote and stopping loki's twitching. Loki looks at you with soft eyes before turning back to the men smuggly. “you look like your in desperate need of a leader” he says. you huff and he looks at you and smiles.

“why thank you” the group says. With that y'all are off on a ship. “sooo where are we running to now” you ask loki. “no more running were going to asgard and were going to kill my sister.” he says with a nod. you smile. you grab lokis shoulders throwing him off. “whatd i do?” he ask. for the first time ever he seems like he'd do anything for you. “nothing” you say with a smile. you kiss his cheek. he looks around confused before clearing his throat. “ok good um ok” he says turning to the panel. you giggle before walking to chat with the others. finally you arrived at asgard which is on fire and surrounded by death. “read?” he ask. you grab his hand. “always” you say turning to him. he smiles and nods. the ship door opens and you all run out and attack.

when the fight seems like a dead end thor blast the whole kingdom with lighting and launches himself out to the bridge. loki smirks slightly which you see and smile yourself. “your late” thor says “your missing an eye” loki says. “ok enough let clear these out and-” you start before hela emerges. what the actual fuck. “hit her with lighting” loki says. “I just hit her with the biggest lighting bolt and she acted like it was nothing” thor yells. “wait....what if this isn't about stopping ragnarok. what if it was about causing it”

thor looks at loki who looks surprised. “this is insane even for me” he says walking off. “Loki!” you yell. he turns around. you grab him and kiss him. its soft and its like the world stopped just for a moment before you have to pull away. “don't get killed” you say. he nods and smiles “anything for you darling” he says with a wink before running off. thor clears his throat. “let's fight” you say. with that you and valkyrie fight with the others as thor hold hela off. you worry for loki how he’ll get out.

Then ragnarok emerges and fire is everywhere. hels is distracted and you and the others run into the ship. flying away Taika says something about the foundation. then it explodes. a few minutes later loki is next to you. “hello darling” he says. you smile and grab onto loki pulling him into a hug. “loki thank god” you say pulling away. you kiss him deeply. “don't ever do that shit again” you say.

You all spend 3 months flying around before coming across a teeny tiny issues heh. you sat in a pool of blood of your friends. people you grew to care about. you tried to scream but were muffled by the guard on your mouth. After the 1st scream they put the guard on to stop the noise. thor was tied down. Heimdall was dead and hulk had been blasted away. You tried to scream again but it stopped as soon as it exited.

Thanos had just decided earth was where needed to be next. “if i might interject, if you are going to earth you might want a guid” loki says appearing. he walks towards thanos. “I do have a bit of experience in that arena” loke says walking up to thanos “if you consider failure experience” thanos said. “I consider experience experience” he said firmly. “All mighty thanos, I loki, prince of asgard, odinson, the rightful king of jotunheim,god of mischief.” he starts spewing off his titles. you see him make a knife appear and you try to scream once again. “Do hereby pledge to you my undying fidelity.” he says starting to power before trying to stab thanos. thanos stops it. “undying” thanos says. “you should choose your words more carefully.” thanos says as he forces loki to drop the knife.

Thanos grabs loki by the neck chocking him. you scream but no sound escapes. tears flood your eyes. “you will never be a god” loki says with his last breath before thanos snaps his neck. thor tries to scream too bt fails.thanos walks over and drops loki's body. “no resurrections this time” he says before lighting everything on fire and leaving. with that your guards are released. you run to lokis body.

you sob and scream. “y/n” thor tries. “shut the fuck up thor” you yell at him through gritted death. you hold loki. your enemy, your nemesis but more importantly your soulmate. rolling up his sleeves you see the one with your name. grabbing the other you see a different name. Luca. you knew him he was annoying as hell. of course now he was another corpse among the rest. you weren't his enemy. He was only yours. Everything he did everything that annoyed you was him trying to be close but in loki's own way. Loki Laufeyson. your enemy and your one true love.

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bokunoheroanalysisforthefuture · 3 years

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Okay, so the brain’s a bit caught up in one of my other writing projects, but I refuse to abandon this entirely. So I’m gonna just power through this and then get back to Vibing™.

Actually, it’s kinda cute that the hero Thirteen is introduced in chapter thirteen. I wonder if Hori did that on purpose or just managed it as a fun coincidence.

[No. 13 - Rescue Training]

So we start off on Wednesday morning (which would be April 12th/11th) at 7:35 AM. There’s a hostage situation by a villain who looks like a goddamned pokemon (my brain has made the ‘buff ditto’ comparison and now I am Shook) who is, according to Mt. Lady, a serial robber and murderer by the name of Habit Headgear. Kamui Woods, whose wood bindings have apparently been broken trying and failing to contain the guy, is tossed back on the ground as he notes the villain is strong and a quick strategist.

Seems like she and Kamui Woods have teamed up together! Or at least responded to the same villain attack again. Also, who’s this dude?

Random Mii Blaster escaped from Smash Ultimate and is now in BNHA, when will the madness end.

Naturally, the hostages are not handling this situation super well, though the crowds watching don’t seem as worried? IDK hard to tell from far away. The buff ditto villain uses double team, no wait I mean agility, actually his high speed to show how outclasses the heroes on the scene are.

As he announces his plans to escape, we see All Might rushing in loud enough for the stomps to be heard. He announces his arrival mere moments before he fucking snaps the villain’s neck with a handchop - or, well, not really, but damn that had to be a hard hit. All Might also managed to grab the family out of harm’s way in the process, announcing that he’s on his morning commute.

The crowds cheer for All Might, while Mt. Lady and Kamui Woods are somewhat put out - they appreciate the help, but also worry All Might will put them out of business.

(I guess this is where all those fics that do bring up how All Might cuts down the hero job market on his own pull from? Or just coincidence, who knows.)

The police thank All Might with salutes for the help, and All Might give his own quick responding salute before he declares he needs to head off so he won’t be late. Of course, that’s when he hears about a hit-and-run (that super hearing lol) and takes off, just so coincidentally in the direction of said trouble. Despite that fact that he needs to get to work. This man.

While he’s in the air, he considers how his speed has dropped, and that he’s been weakening since he passed on his power. Not to mention that after his rescue of Izuku and Katsuki from the sludge villain, his maximum time went down. Which is not at all referencing him about to overdo it again and lose more time, no siree.

We descend into a flashback to right where we left off after the battle trial, with All Might confronting Izuku about telling Katsuki about (some of) One For All. All Might is surprised and a bit nervous? Worried? Or that bead of sweat in the flashback might be from the strain of holding the form when he’s about to run out of time.

In any case, Izuku in the past apologizes and says he hasn’t even told his mom, but that he had to tell Katsuki something… All Might determines this might be a consequence of not being explicit enough about keeping the secret, since Izuku isn’t the type to brag or boast. Also calls Izuku too sincere, hah, isn’t that the truth. All Might says it’s lucky Katsuki thought he was joking, so All Might can forgive the slip this time, but that Izuku cannot tell another soul.

(Stares at this.) (Looks at recent manga events.) Whelp.

Anyways, All Might catches the car of the hit and run guy (and man, that face the dude is making) while thinking about how, suitable successor or not, Izuku’s still just fifteen, so All Might had to make things clear. Of course, then All Might overhears about a hostage crisis the next town over, and, well.

We transition to right after lunch (12:50) with Aizawa announcing that that day’s hero training plans - something supervised by himself, All Might, and one other teacher. Izuku realizes it has to be a special class, while Sero raises his hand to ask what they’re doing. Aziawa’s reply?

I swear this is exactly the same shit All Might did before the battle trial, gimme a second-

Bahahahaha incredible. Though then again, I wonder if those are security cards keys to certain locations. It would make sense, though then I wonder how Katsuki and Izuku were able to get into Training Ground Beta without one… hrm…

Anyways! Kaminari, Ashido, and Kirishima end up talking about it; Kaminari says it’ll be a rough day, with Ashido pumped as she agrees, and Kirishima also pumped as he says that it’s what being a hero is all about. Asui notes that she’ll be right as home in a flood. Aizawa silences them with a glare, saying he’s not done. He presses the button to unveil the costume lockers, telling the class that it’s their choice whether or not to wear their costumes, since some of them are ill-suited for this kind of activity.

Oh boy, will this put you on the path to the hero you’ll be come… but not for the reasons you think, buddy. The joke here is trauma.

It seems like most of the class does still choose to go in costume, barring Izuku - whose costume is still being repaired after the damage done to it in battle training. However, he still has his belt, gloves, knee pads, and mouth guard (with the mouth guard being new) on him.

Golly, I wonder why your costume needed to be replaced, Izuku.

(thonk.)

Also Tenya jkfdkjdgfkj Oh My God You Dramatic Egg. He’s got a whistle and he’s directing the class to line up by ID number so they can fill the seats in an orderly fashion.

I’m love this boy so much. And it’s even funnier because the bus has an open layout, meaning it was pointless. Poor Tenya is in Despair, with Ashido teasing him for his efforts being wasted.

Savage. But yeah, looks like it’s Sato, Izuku, Asui, Kirishima, Tenya, Ashido, Aoyama, and Kaminari in the front seats. And Asui - sorry, Tsuyu - just outright says she says what’s on her mind, which startles Izuku since he didn’t expect her to talk to him I guess? She tells Izuku to call her Tsuyu, then turns to him and just says his quirk resembles All Might’s.

Izuku, being the sincere boy he is, stutters and stumbles out something that almost looks like a denial, before Kirishima, bless his himbo soul, points out that All Might doesn’t get hurt by his own quirk, so they’re already different in that way. He then goes on to state that that kind of simple, strength enhancing quirk is awesome and that a lot of cool stuff can be done with it.

Kirishima then goes on to show off his hardening, saying that it’s good for a fight, but otherwise boring. Midoriya ‘holy fuck I love quirks’ Izuku thinks otherwise, actually sparkling as he proclaims the quirk to be neat and more than enough for going pro. Kaminari notes that heroes also have to worry about popular appeal. Aoyama says his navel laser quirk is both strong and cool, and thus perfect for heroics. Ashido then kneecaps him by adding in that that’s as long as he doesn’t blow up his own stomach.

Ashido’s Savagery: The Sequel.

In the next panel, we see Katsuki’s been paying attention to this convo, which has me wondering if this is when he was first starting to piece together OFA from Izuku’s mention of ‘getting the quirk from someone else’ and ‘like All Might’s’. However, when he is brought up in the conversation (alongside Shouto) as examples of ‘strong and cool quirks’, he feigns disinterest and looks away, trying to play cool.

(Also, he doesn’t seem to have his gauntlets on him here, though I know he’s brought one with him as seen a bit later. I wonder whether he chose to leave one of them behind or if he might have been restricted from bringing more than one by Aizawa… interesting either way.)

Tsuyu then brings up how Katsuki being so unhinged means he’ll never be popular. Katsuki, naturally, takes offence and slams his hands on the rail in front of him, demanding to know what she just said. Tsuyu sticks out her tongue as she points at him making her point. Poor Jirou, having to be seated next to someone so loud.

And the moment literally the whole discord was waiting for, Kaminari’s brutal vocabulary takedown of Katsuki, something cut entirely from the anime. Friendly reminder that Kaminari is, in fact, a major lit nerd! He’s Not Dumb! Stop Making Him Dumb In Fics! He not only has the most verbose vocabulary in the class that isn’t from the rich kids (and in some ways is even more so), he also has Katsuki absolutely pegged despite only knowing him for a few days. He Earned His UA Spot.

While Katsuki snaps back at Kaminari, Izuku is hunched over in disbelief that Katsuki’s the one getting bullied for once, but he supposes that that’s UA for you…

To the side, Yaomomo declares the conversation vulgar, while Ochako is laughing and saying it’s fun. Offscreen, I’m assuming that it’s Kaminari mock-marvelling at how he didn’t think Katsuki’s mouth could get any fouler.

The last panel on the page is Aizawa interrupting them to announce that they’ve arrived at the training grounds, and to look sharp. The whole class (I guess?) snaps to attention.

And that’s the halfway point, so I will leave the USJ proper for next time! This has been a Savage Mina and Smart Denki appreciation post, so appreciate them, or else.

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horribletestsubject · 3 years

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Fic I just wrote based on These Two art pieces that I’ve drawn and THIS POST by @body-utensil-travels-terrain

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You’ve spent your life being told you couldn’t. Now there’s a voice telling you that you can.

You remember it distinctly. You were fourteen at the time, just really starting to figure out what you wanted to do with your life (it certainly isn’t what society expected from you— but then, society doesn’t expect someone like you anyway, does it?) when you first heard her voice over the radio in your living room. The words she said resonated with you, the promise and ambition that she spoke with. It was almost like she was talking directly to you.

You do your research. You study hard. You tinker away at things in your garage, supplementing your studies in your own way. And five years later, after you’ve graduated, you put in your application.

A letter arrives a few weeks later, emblazoned with the circular symbol you’ve kept in your mind’s eye all this time, and bold lettering on the front— Aperture Science Innovators. It’s addressed to you. You open it, and your fingers tighten around the smooth paper— “congratulations” it says. You’ve been accepted. At the bottom is Her signature. You trace over it with your fingers. Delicately, as gently as you’d handle an irreplaceable machine part.

Two weeks later your bags are packed and you’re boarding a flight to Detroit. The attendant greets you. You hold up your boarding pass and get on. You land a few hours later. Getting a cab would be too complicated— people don’t like to take the time to read, and most can’t speak the way you do. So you walk to the train station, it’s not too far. Just an hour or two. You’ve walked further before.

Flat fields flow by endlessly as the train rattles down its tracks. You lean your head against the window, watching the hues of gold rush by, blurring on into infinity.

The sun is gone when you pull up outside a strange little town, surrounded by chain link fence. You fish through your bag for the packet you’d been sent— and pull out the temporary ID you’d been given. You show it to the gate guard. He lets you in. A man is waiting to show you your dormitory. You shake your head at his offer of a tour— you’ll explore the place yourself tomorrow. There are a few days before you’re actually needed for orientation.

The room is small and plain. A bed, desk, and dresser, and a small closet. That’s alright. You don’t need much. You hang up your few articles of clothing and tuck your shoes next to the door. The bed isn’t soft, but it isn’t hard. You fall asleep quickly, exhausted from your travels.

The next few days are spent wandering. Visiting the little shops, the stations. Peering into labs where you can. Climbing over fences (they could never keep you out) before quickly retreating as a security guard passed. You don’t want to get in trouble before your internship even begins. You wonder if you’ll see her. But you only hear her voice in announcements as you trigger motion sensors throughout the complex.

When work actually starts, it’s tedious. Getting coffee. Taking documents to the shredder and the incinerator. You don’t usually see the labs. Or, well, much of anything. It’s just a lot of running here and there, back and forth at your superiors’ beck and call. It’s tiring. But you do it— after all, you want to be here, you want to do this— and you never give up.

It’s a few months before you see her— before your internship takes you to the main complex. Now you’re checking inventory, sorting mail, sorting records (and chucking the casualty lists into the incinerator as instructed). Occasionally they’ll call you in to fix the coffee maker or the refrigerator.

You hear her voice once, muffled— she’s talking to someone, to a group it seems, just outside the room you’re in. You look over your shoulder and catch a glimpse. Rosy cheeks and bright-red lips, wavy dark hair flowing around her shoulder, a smile on her face (manufactured, you can tell with just this glance that she’s concealing so very much), a bright red scarf tied around her neck.

Your eyes lock for just a second, and the corner of her mouth creases, dimpling her cheeks. Your heart races— that, that was a hint of a true smile. Warmth flushes your own cheeks and you tear your gaze away. Suddenly shy— much shyer than you’ve ever been before.

It doesn’t make sense to you. Not yet. Not until you start seeing her more. Not until her smiles become more frequent and pointed. Not until her gaze lingers on you a little longer than before each time. The fluttery feeling doesn’t go away— and you’re determined more than ever to reach her.

Of course, it happens sooner and easier than you think. She starts requesting you specifically to bring her her coffee. You take a red pen and draw a little smiley face next to her name before giving it to her. When you come up to her office, there’s a sticky note left on the monitor, in that oh-so-hard to read yet absolutely beautiful cursive of hers. At the end of it is a smiley face, so much more elegant and less childish than yours. You keep the note. On her next cup, you add a heart to the dot of the ‘i’ in her name. You start responding to her notes with little notes of your own, your rounded, sometimes scratchy handwriting a stark contrast.

The notes are never there when you get back. You like to think she kept them. You’re pretty sure she did.

A year after you arrive, your internship is over, and you’re up for a promotion— junior mechanic. Probably still more of the same, but you’ll be getting a salary now (not that you really have any use for it since Aperture provides your housing) and you’ll have a permanent place. But you’ll see her less. You’ll miss that, of course— but you’re finally moving beyond your station, moving up in the company.

The day before your internship ends, you get another note. “Wanna get coffee together tomorrow?” Your heart leaps. You scribble out your answer just beneath her writing.

You’re sitting across from her at the cafe table. The cafe serves the same stuff as the cafeteria, but it’s decorated more quaintly, and always costs more for some reason. Maybe because there’s sunlight coming through the windows.

“So, headed up the ladder,” she begins after the two of you sip your drinks (well, she sips her drink, you’re too caught up in the crimson of her lips). “I guess I won’t be seeing as much of you now.”

There’s something behind her cheery voice, a sadness that you’ve caught glimpses of before, a wistfulness deeper than her words. You look up, catching her gaze for a moment and nod in response.

“Well, this is nice. Maybe we should do this more often. Once a week, at least? Or you could come over to my place. We could spend time together. As friends, or something.” With that, she gives you a wink. Your cheeks flush bright red.

You catch the implication right away. Your hero, your inspiration— and now here you are sitting across from her at a cafe while she all but outright asks you out.

You thought you’d be excited for things to grow beyond the notes and the gestures. But you feel different than that. After the initial jolt, the initial flutter, you look back over at her and you see the chasm yawning out between the two of you. The mountain she’s perched on, the valley you’re standing in. Your scratchy print against her elegant cursive, your short, bitten nails against her sharp manicure, your messy ponytail against her shiny waves. You look down at your simple intern’s badge, then over at her emblazoned one. She doesn’t even have a title listed— everyone knows who she is.

You’re miles apart, even if you might have seemed to be closer.

You stand up, your throat knotting up as you shake your head. You can’t look at her now, but you can practically feel the disappointment in her face as she murmurs “oh.” You want to explain but you can’t, your thoughts racing a mile a minute. The last thing you want is to turn Her, your idol, the one who makes your heart flutter, the reason you came here in the first place, down.

But you can’t do this now. Not yet. Not until you’ve reached the top of the mountain. Not until you’re close enough for her to reach out her hand and pull you the rest of the way up.

“Let me know if you change your mind,” she says.

You pause, halfway to the door. You turn back just enough so that you can glimpse her, and give a tiny nod.

After that you throw yourself into your work. Up to senior mechanic, then technician, then engineer— you’re working on Aperture’s new technology now, its most important projects. But you’re still not close enough. Into the test chambers you go at the CEO’s behest, defying death and physics at breakneck speeds, trusting in the tech you’ve helped create to ensure your survival.

Sometimes you look up and see her watching from the observation room, the tell-tale flash of red. You don’t look too long.

The CEO falls ill. He leaves a disturbing message. You try not to think too much of it— you’re almost there.

Your superior fails a test. You’re not surprised. Not hurt, not sad. It just happens and now you’re in the upper echelon. Now you’re at the top— now, you can reach out to her again. Tell her you’ve changed your mind. You can be equals now.

You go to her office. She isn’t there to answer the door. “Don’t you remember Mr. Johnson’s last request?” They say to you. You tried to block it out, but you remember.

You use your pass on a high security door. It opens. Your name is emblazoned too now. Just like hers was.

Before you is a massive operating system. On the screen reads a message: “transfer complete. transfer successful. writing data : do not disconnect subject.”

She’s lying inside a tube-like compartment. A transparent coffin. Wires hooked up to her. Eyes closed. Lips still ruby red.

You reach out and touch the glass. There’s no response. There won’t be a response.

This technology is untested. This is the first human-AI interfacing project Aperture has conducted. There’s only a fifty percent chance it will work, and even if it does, it doesn’t change the fact that she’s gone. You’ll never clasp her small hands inside your own calloused ones, tuck your head against her shoulder, press your lips against hers.

You’ve finally reached the top of the mountain. Finally reached her. But it was too late. When you crested the summit, she was already gone, and there was only a spatter of crimson left behind to show that she was ever there at all.

#portal #fanfiction #portal fanfic #portal fanfiction #chell #chell portal #portal chell #caroline portal #portal caroline #chelline #cheroline #chell x caroline #portal au #intern chell #intern chell au #my writing #cinna writes #might edit and post to AO3 at some point #but for now have the rough draft

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seijch · 3 years

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ANNOUNCEMENT: NOT A HELLO, BUT NOT A GOODBYE EITHER

omg hi ... im like . ashamed to come back after saying brief hiatus in october and then disappearing off the face of the earth til FEBRUARY but under the cut i will be explaining myself and the following, if youre interested (and a tl;dr at the very bottom if you don’t wanna scroll thru this obnoxiously long post):

the reason(s) i was gone for so long

what i was doing during that time (its just a personal account yall can scroll past this idrc)

the status of those um . halloween requests

the future of this account

i. so . Hiatus .

i know. i know . i probably mentioned it when i made the announcement post, but my mental health likes to go on one of those rides. yknow the ones where you go like up rlly fast then down maybe and then up then DOWN .... its like that. i needed a break and every time i wanted to come back or thought about it, something would happen and i would get stuck in my own head.

a big reason for getting stuck in my head was (and i hate to admit this ... i hate to admit that i have Insecurities On The Internet) my feelings of inadequacy regarding my writing. i love to plot fics, i love concepts and characters and making little headcanons but i dont ... know if i love writing rn. and i thought for the longest time that like . whatever ill just push thru it its fine ill be fine but it kinda wasnt lmao you can kinda see it in my halloween reqs and what become of them when i get to that but i began to feel like nothing i had put out or would put out would hold up prose wise (and normally i dont feel like this im much more “idc its my life im living it” but thats not a rant for tumblr LMAO). i still feel like that -- like im better as a reader than a writer. but . You Know :-)

tl;dr: mental state go brrrrr

ii. anywhere here’s wonderwall

when i left, i was in a steadily decreasing mental and emotional state, made worse by a situation at work that really was a case of petty jealousy on my end and rlly isnt very consequential now despite how much pain and resentment it gave me when it Was a problem so i wont get into it. the tl;dr of november and december was me using work as an crutch and distraction -- i know my job, i do it well, it helped me not think about my responsibilities and obligations and inadequacies. of course, as the holiday season grew busier n busier i was scheduled so often that i moved 88 or so miles (according to my apple watch, which i ONLY wear at work since im never anywhere else outside my house) and fell into a cycle of showering n sleeping at my house before going back the next day. (theres definitely something to be said abt capitalism and “grind culture” here but once again its not the time or place snsjkdfds)

at the turn of the new year, i happened to remember a birthday card i hadnt filed away for safekeeping from a friend of mine that id been horribly out of touch with til that point. i started crying because i realized how out of touch id been in general up until that point. the month of january was great for me: i was focused, happy, and in a much better place than i had been before. the end of it brought me down focus wise and im hoping that enough time away from my distractions will refocus me bc i ... need it LMAO and though ive burned out from that level of productivity and gotten distracted again im ... trying to stay positive which i think is the most i can do 😁👍🏼

media wise, i got real into stardew valley (but burned out bc i played it extensively as a way to wind down after work), the pokemon platinum romhack renegade platinum (still havent finished it bc of school n i played it w the intent to see if i could nuzlocke it ... bitch its so hard but its so fun bc of it), briefly assassins creed: odyssey (im one of those ppl who completes an entire region before i move to the next so you can tell i burned out of that one + wouldnt have the time to properly devote to it even if i didnt), got back into genshin impact after pulling for xiao (after not touching it for like . months), and danganronpa. yes . danganronpa 😐 i Know. i stopped playing it after the second trial of the first game bc i was so hurt by the outcome and picked it up in late january only to get sucked in (thank god i had the foresight to buy the second and third games during the steam winter sale). rn im at the start of chapter 4 if anyone wants to come in my asks and um . talk to me abt danganronpa

tl;dr: I’m Into Danganronpa Now

iii. you realize halloween was three months ago right

i mentioned this in the first section, but i love to plot things. every request is plotted or at least has a solid foundation. i had fun detailing what concept i wanted to go with considering what i was given, and there were some bangers i might touch up in the future. but heres whats going to happen to the requests themselves:

there are two finished requests. one will be posted tomorrow and the other will be touched up (just bc i finished it doesnt mean its good 🧍‍♂️) and scheduled for next saturday. as for the ones i never got around to ...

i will not be finishing those requests. i hate to be That Person, but i feel like we all expected this 🧍‍♂️ what i will do is post all of my notes for each request in batches -- requests that have an @ to go with them will be mentioned in the post proper, but anon asks will be pictured. (there are some asks that came from blogs who are now deactivated but i wrote down all the prompts and remember most of those askers so ill cross that bridge when i get there) there will most likely be an excerpt or two simply bc i think i mightve written a few plot points or interactions in the form of bullet points. i rlly am sorry about doing this but i remember looking at my notion doc with all the prompts and feeling ... like i wasnt measuring up n it wasnt just to myself or to some intangible concept of “other” id constructed but it was instead to those who requested n actually WANTED to see and hear and read my writing and i ...... im gonna admit thats another big reason i avoided this site.

regardless, youll definitely get what i have (and likely more than just my bullet points and illegible handwriting).

tl;dr: im sorry. what i have in terms of plot, concept, and interaction for every request will be posted, but i cant say ill ever complete them and mean it.

iv. so what now?

well i mean . im not entirely sure how sold i am on haikyuu in the content creation department (as a creator n to a lesser extent, as a consumer). as mentioned previously, its no longer my primary focus. it doesnt mean im not into haikyuu anymore; i have a lot of love for those boys but i cant rlly say im even caught up w recent fandom activity and also havent even finished s4 pt2 LMAO thats on my to do list

and despite all that, i still want to share my plots n concepts and snippets and maybe even fics. it wont happen anytime soon. it might not even happen. but i mean . its better than me saying i wont write ever again shjdkfs but either way ill probably use this blog as a personal blog w the occasional ask game for dialogue prompts (those are always so fun i love making up aus to fit like . the most mundane prompts)

as for my works (past and any potential future), ive opened an ao3 acc here n ill be editing n possibly expanding on my old works to post there. tumblr, to me, is The x reader hub, but i figure more x reader fics on ao3 is never a bad thing.

ill be deleting/posting drafted posts to the queue since they were all meant to be queued anyway as well as (sorry again 🧍‍♂️) deleting or answering asks in the inbox. (moots if you get a notif from me saying i rbed your post from months ago ... mind your business) im very hard to get ahold of and its ... a problem. expect an overhaul of the nav n shit to reflect my new direction n also because i feel like i cant tell if my passion for carrd is shared by the majority HSDKLFS maybe its better to read my info in a normal post ykwim .......

and of course . if youve read all this n decided im no longer worth the follow, i sure as hell cant stop you. thank you for wanting to, at some point, hear what i have to say -- it means more than you think.

tl;dr: writing will be edited and reposted to ao3, this blog will be a personal blog with a hint of writing (sometimes)

the tl;dr to end all tl;drs:

im back! i wont be as active as i used to due to a lessened interest in haikyuu in general, but i have an ao3 acc now where all my past work will be edited, possibly expanded, and reposted. any future work will also find itself there. my halloween requests will be posted in batches as incomplete concepts, plots, and snippets of scenes; i wont be promising to finish any of them.

there are still fic concepts im attached to and want to finish, but i cant promise any more writing on my end. this blog will be a personal blog with maybe writing, not a writing blog with my personal thoughts all over it.

regardless if you stick around or not, its been crazy sexy cool (equal emphasis) being on haikyuu tumblr even tho i wasnt around for long ... even tho its not my main focus anymore, im still excited to see what the future might hold 🤝

love, ari 💌

#did i have an announcement tag #announcement #also regarding work hsjkdfsd the company i work for didnt give my location the opening for the full time position i wanted #my managers all agree id be promoted if we had it but we dont so i . hee .#anyway um i hope everyones doing well #some of my moots changed urls while i was away and now i have no idea who anyone is #its like when you see your familys friends and theyre like omg youre so big now! i remember when you were a baby and youre like 🧍‍♂️#and you have to play along bc apparently they remember you hskdfsd #im not very funny in this post but i figured id rather be honest considering my lengthy absence #consider this my comeback stage

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ryqoshay · 3 years

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Tri-Arame: Neso Display

Primary Pairing Trio: YuuAyuSetsu Words: ~1.6k Rating: G Time Frame: Sometime during their second year Story Arc: Stand Alone

Author’s Note: Setsu’s reaction to the Kasumin Box was adorable and got me thinking. This is the result.

“Ayumu!” Yuu called. “Ayumu! Look! Look!”

Ayumu turned her gaze to here her friend was pointing excitedly. “Eeeeh?” She recoiled in surprise.

“They finally made merchandise for you guys!” Yuu cried joyously holding up a fan with a picture of Ayumu from a recent photoshoot. “I need to buy something! What to get? What to get?” She began searching the display.

Ayumu felt a strange mixture of embarrassment and pride as she scanned the collection. It felt odd knowing people would be buying items with her image on them, but she was learning to accept the support of her growing fanbase. And the fact that companies deemed their group popular enough to invest in creating merchandise was a testament to the effort everyone had put in, particularly for the recent School Idol Festival.

And of course, Yuu was thrilled, which didn’t come as any surprise, but it made Ayumu happy anyway.

“Ooo… Nesoberis!” Yuu suddenly reached forward to grab a plush. “Look, Ayumu! It’s you!” She held out a small, stuffed version of the redhead. “And it’s almost as cute as you, too!”

“Y-Yuu-chan…” Ayumu felt heat rise in her cheeks.

“Oh, they have Setsuna-chan as well! And Rina-chan! And… looks like everyone. I should take a picture.” Yuu fumbled for her phone. “I’ll bet Ai-chan will want one of Rina-chan.”

“And probably visa versa.” Ayumu found her voice again.

“That’s true.” Yuu agreed. “Say, do you think Kasumi-chan would want one of herself?” She grinned at her own joke.

“Perhaps.” Ayumu chuckled. “Although are you sure she wouldn’t want one of someone else?”

“Hrm…” Yuu considered. “I dunno. Maybe. But she would probably want one of Kasumi-chan.”

“It’s a shame they don’t have one of Yuu-chan.” Ayumu lamented for a moment.

“But I’m not a school idol.” Yuu laughed. “Why would they make one of me?”

“Sorry to keep you waiting!” Setsuna announced as she approached the other two, holding up the bag with her newly purchased manga. “Thanks for coming with me.”

“Ne, Setsuna-chan! Look!” Yuu held out the plush still in her hand.

Immediately, grey eyes began to sparkle. “It’s so~ cu~te!” Setsuna cooed, reaching forward to touch it and practically squealing with delight as Yuu let her take it. “Almost as cute as the real Ayumu-san.” She held it close for inspection.

“I know, right!” Yuu nodded enthusiastically.

Geez, now Setsuna-chan’s doing it too. Ayumu was thankful there were no mirrors around as she no desire to see what her face looked like at that moment.

“And look, they have the whole club!” Yuu motioned dramatically to the display.

As far as Ayumu was concerned, Setsuna looked like she was about to die and go to heaven. And now that the focus seemed to be off her for the moment, she smiled as she watched her friend excitedly examine each version.

“I can’t decide.” Setsuna suddenly said as she stared at her armload of stuffed toys. “I want them all.”

Yuu laughed. “Setsuna-chan is going for a harem.”

The shorter girl shook her head. “A commemoration.” She corrected as her expression became more wistful. “You guys are all the closest friends I’ve had.” She explained. “I haven’t always had the easiest time making friends, what with hiding my hobbies at home and my identity at school.”

“What about the other members of the school council?” Yuu inquired.

“They’re more like coworkers or professional acquaintances. They only know Nana. They don’t know Setsuna, or any of this.” Setsuna motioned to the school idol merchandise.

“I see.”

“Perhaps someday I’ll let them in on the truth, but for now, I’m happy with the friends I’ve made in the club. And making a display of these would help me celebrate that fact.” Her normal smile returned as she hugged the nine nesos. “And I really can’t get over how cute they are.”

“Since you put it that way, I kinda wanna get one of each as well.” Yuu turned back to the display. “But I’m a little short this week, so I may have to collect them a few at a time. So today…” She picked up two “I think I’ll just one of Ayumu and Setsuna-chan. How about you?” She turned to the tallest girl of the three.

“Oh, uhm…” Ayumu scanned the display. “It would feel strange to get one of myself…”

“It’s fine, right?” Yuu shrugged. “Setsuna-chan is getting one of herself too.”

“No, I mean I feel like I should get at least one other…” She picked up one of her own and… Geez, they really are all as cute as Setsuna-chan said. Setsuna-chan… Her hand moved in that direction. “There, now I won’t get lonely.” She joked, holding up the two.

“Ayu-pyon needs her company after all.” Yuu chuckled.

Though that was the reference to which she herself had alluded, Ayumu still wasn’t quite used to hearing that nickname. But that was fine for now.

With new purchases to be made by all three, the girls headed to the registers.

Setsuna stood back and admired her newly set up display, the first idol themed thing she had put out in the open in her own room now that her parents had accepted her participation in the club. They were still slowly coming around to anime, so Setsuna hadn’t broken out everything from her storage places in her closet, at school and with various friends. However, a small shrine to school idols was probably alright now, especially since they represented her friends.

Her friends…

She stepped over to her desk and picked up her phone. She then aligned a shot of the collection, took it and sent it to the other members of the club through their group chat. Almost immediately, responses started to come in from the other girls and Setsuna smiled as she read the positive comments.

Idly, Setsuna picked up the Ayumu neso. It was a shame there wasn’t a Yuu to go with it, but Yuu wasn’t an idol. Still, Setsuna thought it would be a cute one. Cute… They were all cute. However, despite someone like Kasumi proudly proclaiming her cuteness, Setsuna found she much preferred the pure and unassuming cuteness of someone like Ayumu. She touched the tiny bun on the side of the Ayumu’s head and smiled.

Ayumu had shown Setsuna how to make the stylized bun surrounded by braids a while back. Setsuna had managed to do it on her own, not once but twice, to give herself twin buns during the club’s summer camp. However, in doing so, she had realized she preferred letting someone else do it for her. Someone more skilled and who seemed to enjoy working with hair. Someone like Ayumu.

Wait, what am I doing? Setsuna blinked back to reality as she realized she had been hugging the nesoberi tightly to her chest while lost in her thoughts. But… was that actually wrong? Hugging cute plushies was a normal thing to do, right? Even when they looked like…

Blushing, Setsuna put the nesoberi back in its place and went to her desk to study for a while. However, every now and again, she found herself glancing back over at her new display of idol merchandise. And each time she couldn’t help smiling as she recalled why she wanted all of them.

She was glad she hadn’t decided to wait to collect all of them like Yuu and Ayumu were doing. Sure, she would have to put off getting a couple new books immediately upon their release for the next month or two, but it had been worth it.

Her attention kept returning to the nesoberis even as she closed her books and started getting ready to turn in for the night. Part of her wanted to take one down again and bring it to bed with her, but another part of her was hesitant, stuck on trying to decipher the details of the desire.

Her phone vibrated.

TakasakiYuu: Sorry for the late reply

TakasakiYuu: I lost track of time working on new songs for you guys

TakasakiYuu: Hope you havent already gone to bed

TakasakiYuu: If so sorry if I woke you up

ScarletStorm: I’m still awake

TakasakiYuu: Oh good

TakasakiYuu: I wanted to show you my display

TakasakiYuu: Ayumu already got to see it in person

TakasakiYuu: She even helped me figure out where to put them

A picture arrived showing the Ayumu and Setsuna nesoberis on the bookshelf beside Yuu’s keyboard, turned such that it looked like they were watching.

TakasakiYuu: Normally Id have them facing out into the room

TakasakiYuu: But when I turn them like this its kinda like you two are here with me to help me when I get stuck on something

TakasakiYuu: Its already helped me twice tonight

TakasakiYuu: I dont think Ill have room for all seven like this

TakasakiYuu: Well I mean I can fit them all here on the shelf when I get them

TakasakiYuu: But theres really only room to turn two like this

TakasakiYuu: But thats alright

TakasakiYuu: Im happy its at least you two

ScarletStorm: That’s a cute idea

ScarletStorm: I love it

ScarletStorm: Thanks for showing it to me

TakasakiYuu: Anyway I hope you guys like what Ive written

TakasakiYuu: Ill have something to listen to before practice tomorrow

ScarletStorm: I’m sure it will be good

ScarletStorm: I’ll look forward to it

TakasakiYuu: Have a good night!

TakasakiYuu: Sleep well!

ScarletStorm: You as well

Setsuna turned off the screen of her phone and set it next to her clock in her headboard.

Sleep well… She would sleep well while snuggling something soft and cute…

With that thought in mind, she grabbed her Ayumu nesoberi again and lay down. It was fine just for one night, right? She had a test coming up the next day and needed a good night of rest. And if Yuu had new material to work on, practice would be intense as well, so she would also need to sleep well for that.

Setsuna hugged the plush to her chest and closed her eyes.

Author’s Note Continued in Followup Post

#YuuAyuSetsu #Takasaki Yuu #Yuki Setsuna #Uehara Ayumu #Tri-Arame #Love Live Nijigasaki #fanfic

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warmau · 5 years

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*this post was commissioned | more info on skye’s commission here! you’re a flight attendant and jungkook needs your help with a problem

“is it possible to get a seat in economy?”

you pull back in shock, no one in the history of your job has ever asked to be switched OUT of first class

“did you almost get killed in that ocean of fans?”

you overhear your co-worker snort, adjusting the pin on their uniform’s lapel

“almost? i got the wind knocked out of me. im thankful i even managed to make it onto the plane alive.”

you shake your head to yourself - to be fair you think the conversation is a little childish

by now everyone should be used to this

afterall you all work for seoul airlines - it should be expected that any outgoing flight from incheon is going to either be completely lackluster

or a complete mess

it’s summer, idols are all having concerts, overseas schedules, and more

no use in complaining about it, just working hard should be enough

“whose the group flying with us today anyway?”

there’s a pause and then someone groans

“no wonder it was a nightmare - it’s bts!”

usually you just go about your job as always

to you - all passengers are the same, they should be treated with respect and be handled with kindness

if you’re a picky business man, a world famous athlete, a mother of two, or an insanely popular boy group member

you’re a passenger and as a flight attendant, it’s your duty to make sure everyone is comfortable

but today - you can tell everyone is a little off

some of the other attendants keep whispering about taking photos or bragging about meeting bts to their friends

other attendants are chewing their lip, worried they’ll have to deal with saesangs and fan-sites

the captain is mildly unamused when he comes into the cabinet asking for someone to hand him some water and everyone but you ignores him

all musing over what’s in store for the upcoming flight

you just prep and get ready - this is a flight to the states so it’s bound to be over twelve hours long

as you’re placing blankets on seats, someone asks if you’d be willing to switch your place in first class with them

but before you can answer, an announcement for boarding to start cuts you off

first class is seated first, so after a couple of clusters of chatty ceo’s and lawyers get their way on

you see the silhouettes of seven men come down the hall

the first one is tall and lanky, a black face mask pulled down onto his chin - black beanie hiding his hair

he smiles as he comes in and you give a slight bow as you direct him to his seat

following him are two shorter men, one is talkative and the other is listening to him silently - you hear him go “hoseok - did you bring the charger?” at some point and the other answers in a high, excited voice

after that a handsome, but comfortably dressed man comes in - a white neck pillow of some cartoon character settled on his neck

he greets everyone with a gracious bow of his head and a boy in a beret skips behind him - immersed in whatever song he’s listening to on his headphones

the last two to come in look like polar opposites

one is a smaller frame, with expensive sunglasses on and hands crossed over his chest

the other, whose holding an insane amount of bags is tall and built

with broad shoulders, but with a sweet, almost childlike smile and a simple all black attire

when he comes in - you offer to take a bag and help him get settled, but he just shakes his head

“it’s heavy - but im fine!”

his eyes almost sparkle - dark hair prettily combed out of his face, the longer strands falling on the nape of his neck

you nod and turn your attention to the other oncoming guests, helping people get their luggage into the compartments above and fetching extra towels or pillows when requested

nothing seems out of the ordinary

the only thing you note is that the members of bts all look slightly exhausted and the flight hasn’t even begun yet

two of them knock out like lights before landing and the only one with any energy is the strong, smiling one from before

who enthusiastically rummages through his bag to take out a hand held camera

they must have such hectic schedules, i hope they can rest on the flight

you think, before feeling a tug on your uniform and turning to face a irritated looking girl

“there’s a seat open over there - can i take it?”

you look between her and the seat right behind one of the bts members

it’s vacant, but it’s the same exact seat as the one she’s sitting in now

first class has individual rows, so there isn’t any reason for her to request it

but you can’t be outright rude, so you simply assure her that if anything - you need to wait till all passengers board till any seating arrangements can be fixed

you don’t notice the curious pair of eyes on you from behind, flickering between you and the familiar face of the passenger

when the plane finally takes off, you run through the safety basics and menu that’ll be available for the in-flight lunch

everything is going rather normal - the only thing different is the attendants are all whispering and poking at you - asking about bts

“are they handsome up close?” “do you think their girlfriends are on the plane too?” “which one is their manager?” “you’re so lucky to be first class~”

you don’t really get it - what’s so lucky? they’re just passengers and you’re just their flight attendant

you’re not expecting any kind of drama like turn in that relationship

the overhead light goes on with a ding, signaling someone has called you over

and you make your way down the aisle to the seat where the boy with all the bags is

he smiles as you approach, a laptop open on the unfolded table - a flashing screen with some game on it

“how can i assist you?”

you ask, pausing - because you’re not sure what his name is

he kind of flounders - before asking you about the drink selection on-board

you offer him the menu and point out the beverages as he gives you an order and gives a small, cute bow of his head when you take the menu back

as you start down the aisle, you feel someone tug on your uniform again

“yes?”

you turn and see the same ticked off expression from before

“what did jungkook just order?”

you blink, not sure what she’s talking about

“im sorry, who?”

she scoffs - “what did he just order?”

she signals with her head to the seat across the ways - to where the boy, who you assume is jungkook, is immersed back in his laptop screen

“some seltzer, would you like some too?”

“it’s fine.”

she lets go of you, and you have half the mind to ask her not to grab you like that again

but you just keep your composure and return to hand jungkook his drink

he thanks you, smiling and showing off the charm you assume his fans must fall for - bunny teeth and all

and you tell him to use the button above if he needs anything else

the first couple of hours are always the most busy, usually first class fliers expect more from the service

so they ask for extras and some even request food earlier than others

you run around between the passengers, sometimes a member of bts calls you over - sometimes it’s just another business man aboard

but again, it’s all routine, and you ignore the insistent prying from the other attendants about ‘flirting’ or ‘taking photos’

id like to keep my job, thank you!

you think as one of them groans that you should take advantage of this - and you remind her that only a week ago you guys had the korean prime minister on the plane - where was all that enthusiasm back then?

you’re rolling the snack cart down the aisle when you catch something out of the corner of your eye - jungkook’s seat is empty - bathroom probably

but you can see the girl from before inching her way across the aisle before snatching the empty cup of seltzer from the unfolded table and scurrying back to her seat

for a second you don’t believe your eyes

why - why did she do that?

you blink back the confusion as a voice calls out from behind you

“sorry, excuse me?”

you turn and jungkook is standing there - you apologize and wheel the cart forward so he can slip by and back into his seat

he looks around, and you have a suspicion he’s looking for his glass, so you take the moment to pour him a new one

you set it down and he gives you a small thank you - before you continue on your way

about halfway through the flight, you get a designated thirty minute break

usually you eat a snack and open up the book you’ve been reading - but you take the time to peek around the side of the cabinet

and scope out that weird girl from before

you take notice of how she keeps her body angled toward jungkook

her phone in her hands like she’s taking a photo

most of the members are asleep, but jungkook is still tinkering around on his laptop

and you start to see that he’s actively trying not to look up that way

almost like he’s avoiding being in the line of vision of this girl

it’s odd - and you feel a little weird for watching, so you turn to your snack and in the last couple of minutes of your break you ask a fellow attendant if maybe you’re just being dramatic

“no, she’s probably his fansite or something. you know, those girls who follow them and take photos.”

“like a reporter?”

“no,,,,,,,like a stalker.”

you purse your lips - taking photos of someone famous doesn’t seem like stalking

but then you remember how disturbing it was to see her steal the glass he’d been drinking out of

you sort of cram it into the back of your mind as you go and help prep for the lunch meal

but something just doesn’t sit right with you

the lunch selections are between three different meals, you hand them out as you go up the aisle

and when you get to the girl, she adamantly refuses to tell you her decision - not until you come back from finishing and she stops you with another tug on your uniform

and demands you tell her what jungkook chose again

you aren’t a spiteful person, and to be fair you’re always kind - but this person is testing you

“ill have whatever he had.”

she boasts, nose practically in the air

you pull out the tray and hand it to her with the best smile you can muster when talking to someone who treats you like a dog

she takes it, grabbing so hard it nearly shakes the side dishes out of their containers

you take a moment and she snipes at you to leave her alone

it’s weird, for sure, and you start to get the feeling something is definitely off about her

but you’re not doing this job to judge anyone - so you do your best to qualm the thoughts as you assist others

suddenly, the light goes on above jungkook’s seat and you make your way over

you expect he’ll ask you for another blanket, maybe ask about extending his on-flight wifi - the usual

what you don’t expect is for him to ask, in a small voice for such a large body

“is it possible to get a seat in economy?”

you pull back a little in shock, no one in the history of your job has ever asked to be switched OUT of first class

“is there a problem with my service, how can i better-”

you begin, but he shakes his head - wide eyes darting over your shoulder

“no, no, i just - i don’t want to be near a certain person.”

your back stiffens a little - but you know who he’s referring to

“is she bothering you?”

your voice drops a little and jungkook gives you the best shrug he can, even though you can tell he’s really - really uncomfortable

“ill see what i can do.”

you turn and take note that the girl is drilling darts into your side as you walk away from jungkook

you do everything that comes to mind, you check her ticket to see if she really paid for first class - she did

you try to find if anyone on board in economy or business might be pregnant and who you could switch out with jungkook - but of course this has to be the only flight where everyone is perfectly fine

really, you can’t think of a good excuse as to why you should switch him out

until you return into the aisle and see that the girl has switched her seat to the one behind jungkook

his shoulders are now completely frozen, face blank and iced over

all of his members are asleep and the other passengers don’t care enough to notice

so you come over and ask, as politely as you can, why she decided to move

“this seat looked better”

she spits out and you let your lips form into a thin line

“all of these seats are the same, and for safety purposed i am going to need you to go back to your-”

“no.”

you stare - caught of guard by the brashness

“ma’am, please it’s easier for everyone if you-”

“leave me alone, im sitting here.”

her voice starts to raise and people are glancing over their shoulders at the festering commotion

you try to think of something quick, when jungkook places a large hand on your wrist and asks

“im not feeling so well, can you help me to the bathroom?”

before you can even take a second to respond, the girl is a whining mess

“jungkook-ah, are you ok? why are you sick?”

he kind of ignores her, but also gives a tiny bit of acknowledgment by shaking his head

you cut into her rambling to tell him to follow you to the steward’s cabinet for some water and medicine

he gets up and you can tell the girl is itching to follow - when you use your body to block her way

“ma’am please do sit down, we might experience turbulence and i don’t want you to get hurt”

your voice is sickeningly fake now

her eyes narrow, but the distraction lets jungkook hurry up the aisle

you usher him into the cabinet and you hear the sound of footsteps behind you two - but before anything, you pull shut the cabinet door

you’re both alone, the other attendants busy on the plane

he lets out a small sigh and you apologize, explaining that economy is full and there isn’t anyone you can switch him out with

but he just gives you a sad smile

“it’s fine, thanks for keeping her out of here at least.”

you suddenly realize that among everyone’s excitement about his group coming on board, no one really stopped to think about how exhausting all of this could be

jungkook is handsome, there’s no denying it

with slightly long black hair and wide, curious eyes but - you can see a little bit of weariness on him

dealing with constant attention for a 12 hour flight - being locked in a plane with someone who makes you feel miserable,,,,,,

“if you want, i think i can hide you here for a little bit. ill just tell the attendants you’re feeling sick and don’t want to get near anyone else.”

he perks up a little

“i won’t be a bother?”

“no, if anyone has a problem with it - tell them to find me.”

jungkook lets out a sigh of relief

“ok, ill just go back and get my stuff if thats ok?”

you agree and say you’ll help

but just as you step out - you notice that the girl is standing in the aisle, pulling something out of the compartment above jungkook’s seat

you realize it quickly - she’s trying to go through his stuff!

you rush forward, putting a hand on hers as you explain that she cannot be going through another passenger's things

she yanks herself free and suddenly the entirety of the plane is looking over at you

“it’s my bag - get off of me!”

“im sorry, but we know none of the items you brought on with you are in this compartment. so please sit down or we’ll have to take note of this with security when we land.”

she scoffs, “and ill take note of your rudeness with the captain or whoever employees bitches like you”

the comment doesn’t sting as bad as you thought it would

instead you push the bag she’d been trying to get out back in it’s place and ask her, again, to go back to her seat

she leans in before you can register what she’s going to do, grubby fingers reaching for the badge on your uniform with your name on it

when someone’s hand extends over your shoulder and stops her

jungkook doesn’t say anything - but the girls expression turns awfully sweet, awfully fast

“i-”

he let’s her go and silently takes the bag from overhead

he turns to walk back toward the cabinet and you try to keep the girl at bay, but she nearly slips past you

but one of the other members you assume, the tall and lanky one from before gets up and in her way before she can

he lets you through, so you can see if jungkook is ok

and when you return to the cabinet - you try to think of something comforting to say

but he just gives you a small wave

“this happens a lot.”

“im sorry you have to deal with it.”

the plane shakes a bit and the overhead announcement from the co-captain warns about upcoming turbulence

jungkook doesn’t seem as shaken up as anyone else would be to find someone rummaging through their things with consent

instead he just looks exhausted and you turn to try and grab some water from behind

when the plane jerks a little bit and you grab onto the counter top - slipping a bit

when you feel an arm tug around your waist to hold you steady

you flush - thanking jungkook

his hand sort of supports you a bit longer before the plane gets back on a smooth track

you feel embarrassed

you’re a flight attendant you really should be able to hold your own even through the worst of flights

so you don’t know where to look when he pulls back his arm

thankfully your colleague who comes rushing in doesn’t witness any of this

instead she just shakes her head frantically

“that girl in first class is out of her mind - i just saw her trying to take something off hoseok’s lap!”

jungkook apologizes with a bow, stuttering out that she’s a fansite of his and that she’s always been

“you shouldn’t apologize on her behalf.”

you say quietly

and he stops, looking at you as your colleague nods in agreement

“it’s not your fault she’s like that!”

“ill go take care of her-”

you volunteer, but your colleague shakes her head explaining that some of the other attendants are on it and that everyone’s agreed you should make sure she doesn’t somehow weasel her way into bothering jungkook again

when you and him are left alone again

you feel even worse for him than before

he’s so genuine with his feelings, trying to take the blame for that girls behavior on himself,,,,,,

jungkook sits down on the duffel bag and you wish you could provide some sort of comfort

so you look over your shoulder, before joining him on the floor

“i hope this isn’t out of line - but you work hard and she would be a better fan if she respected you.”

he peeks out from his bangs, wide eyes burrowing into yours

“i don’t know the first thing about being an idol, but no one deserves that.”

you feel nervous all of a sudden - not everyday do you get to speak to the nations most popular boy group member

so you want to pick your words carefully, but you also just want to help him out

“thank you”

jungkook smiles and the exhaustion seems to leave his face for the first time in this long flight

he reaches out and takes your hand and you can feel his warmth

“are you-”

he starts just as the plane hits another tumble and you almost tip over, but jungkook pulls you into him

you end up against his chest this time as his back hits the cabinets behind him

“are you o-”

you start and he just laughs

“how do you guys deal with being knocked around like this all the time?”

it’s a joke and you’re happy to see that he still has humor even in the situation

you feel your cheeks flare up when he’s still holding you and you have to bow your way out of the accidental embrace

the captain’s voice crackles over for an announcement that the plane will be landing soon

you and jungkook spend the remaining time talking - you ask about the schedule he’s going to and all that and only when the plane lands do the other members crowd into the cabinet

the tall lanky one, namjoon you learn, apologizes about the fansite

but once again you and the rest of the crew assure him he shouldn’t worry

“thank you for taking care of it though and getting jungkook out of there.”

you blush and say you really didn’t do anything ,,,

they all shuffle out first and are followed by whoever else is on their team

jungkook throwing one glance over his shoulder at you

then the rest of the first class fliers come off and the girl skids to a stop in front of you

“ill be complaining about you.”

you nod, giving her a fake smile

“of course, we love feedback!”

it’s only when everyone is off the plane and you and all the other attendants are cleaning up that you get approached by the captain

you brace yourself

ready to get yelled out for pissing off a passenger, especially someone who paid for first class

and for keeping someone in the cabinet for nearly half the flight

but he just passes you a note with a smile

“seems someone was very happy with your service.”

you blink, opening the note and seeing an official business card from bighit entertainment

jeon jungkook and his signature are scrawled at the bottom

you flip it over and see a number scribbled down

‘i wont be back in seoul for sometime, but when we do go back - could you possible let me know what flight you’ll be working?’

you re-read and re-read and re-read

because

is this just a ‘thanks for being a good flight attendant’ note or,,,,,,,,,, ‘i want to see you again specifically’ note,,,,,,,,,,,,

it’s both

jungkook walking through the airport with hoseok slinging an arm around him

“so what’d you and the attendant do in the cabinet jungkook?”

#writing commissions #bts scenarios #bts imagines #bts au #jungkook scenarios #jungkook imagines #jungkook au #sfw #flight attendant au

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eiro-ae · 5 years

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Genre: Fluff, slight angst

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: None

It was late afternoon when you had managed to make it home, a cute valentines gift bag in your hands, full with gifts and a card for your one and only valentine. It had taken you so long to hand make half of these items, but it was definitely worth it. You placed the bag on display on your kitchen counter before making your way to your room and pulling out your phone.

[6:23pm] Whatcha doin?

You waited for a moment, a giddy smile upon your face.

[6:27pm] Practice.

The one word response was a little new, he had always made time to give you an appropriate response because he knew you hated one word responses. However, you let it slide, just thinking that he must be super busy.

[6:29pm] I have something for you. Can you text me when you’re available?

Another moment passed, the three dots seemingly permanent on the screen.

[6:32pm] Sure, it’ll be a little bit though.

As much as you had hoped it would be sooner, you understood that he was busy, so you gave a small pout before replying.

[6:34pm] Okay, that’s fine.

To pass time, you laid there, scrolling through youtube. A few funny videos popped up, and of course you had to watch those. One in particular had almost brought you to tears from laughing so hard, so you decided to send it to Yangyang. You didn’t expect any response, and as you expected, you got nothing.

You continued to wait, for much longer than you wanted. It was getting later and later and not a single word from Yangyang. Your heart began to drop, bringing your mind to a thinking state. A state you knew you didn’t need to be in. You always overthought things, and you knew that, but you just couldn’t help it. Yangyang was the first good thing that has ever happened to you and you were just so scared that he too would get tired of you and walk out on you.

It was now 8pm, and you still hadn’t heard a single word from him. Does he even know what today is? Did he just forget? Those questions brought you to another question, one that you had put off for so long. What are we?

You and Yangyang had been friends for so long, and you obviously had a massive crush on him, but… when he asked you to be his girlfriend, he was so confident. He kind of laughed about it, as if it was a joke. Of course you said yes, you’d be a fool to say no. His face had fallen, he seemed so shocked that you had said yes. You couldn’t tell if it was because he wasn’t expecting you to feel the same way, or if he was shocked you took his joke seriously. He never said anything about it, instead he just said okay before running off with his friends.

Now that you two were… together? You hated that you couldn’t quite label it. Anyway, he doesn’t treat you like his girlfriend. He still treats you like a friend. He never holds your hand, he never kisses you, he never calls you any names other than your name or some stupid nickname he gave you in middle school. You were starting to wonder if maybe he was joking that day, that he didn’t actually want you to take it seriously.

You shot up from your lying position, eyes wide and mind racing. Was he joking that day and now has to deal with you because you said yes? Was he just trying not to hurt your feelings? Did he not want you? Is that why he’s so distant? It would make sense. You could feel the familiar sting in your eyes, trying your hardest to push back the tears, telling yourself it was a stupid reason to cry and that you were just overthinking things again, but it only made it worse.

You gripped onto the pillow you had been holding before shoving your face into it as you cried. You didn’t even notice your phone going off behind you.

[8:22pm] Okay, I’m done. What’s up?

[8:29pm] Hello? Did you fall asleep? It says you’re reading my messages

[8:34pm] I know you’re awake, you never sleep this early.

You still didn’t even notice that he was blowing up your phone, even when he called you.

[8:37pm] 1 missed call

[8:43pm] 2 missed calls

[8:48pm] 3 missed calls

He was determined to reach you, but you just wouldn’t answer your phone. He knew how you were so it was only beginning to worry him.

[8:51pm] Please answer me, you’re starting to make me worry.

[8:56pm] This isn’t like you… what's wrong?

At this point you had calmed down with the tears, instead you laid there in your bed, curled up like a child, completely forgetting that you even had a phone.

[9:16pm] Fuck this, I’m coming over.

The tears had picked back up, and you hated yourself for it. You kept telling yourself to stop being a baby, that it’s a dumb reason to cry. After another ten minutes you had expected it to die down again, but it only picked up even more and you were to the point where you were choking on your tears. You didn’t even hear the door to your apartment open, nor the footsteps that led to the opening of your bedroom door as well.

Yangyang stood there, watching your shaking figure and listening as you cried. His heart had dropped and he was more than confused. He slowly made his way to you, announcing his presence.

“No, no, no, come here.” He lifted you up as he sat on your bed before pulling you to him. You latched onto him, crying into his shoulder. You wanted to stop but it was only making it worse now that he was here.

After a good few minutes, you were able to calm down enough to pull away from him. He looked down at you with a concerned expression.

“Why were you crying?” He asked you softly as he moved a strand of hair from your face. You didn’t know how to tell him, you felt like maybe he’d just look at you like you were stupid for it. However he has a way of making you tell him what he wanted to know so you just learned to give up and tell him anyway.

“I.. um…” You sighed, looking away from him. “What are we?” You deadpanned, bringing a wave of silence into the room. Yangyangs brows furrowed as he thought about the question.

“What do you mean?” He asked, genuinely confused at the question.

“I mean.. You asked me to be your girlfriend, but you looked so surprised when I said yes.” You started. He was still quite obviously confused.

“Well I mean, I was…?” How did you even properly explain to him how you felt?

“I know but… it seemed like maybe you were joking when you asked me out? And maybe you were shocked because I took your joke seriously? I mean, you haven’t treated me any different from that day. You never hold my hand, you never call me any cute names, you never kiss me, you never do anything and I was starting to wonder if you were just dealing with me because you didn’t want to hurt my feelings.” It was silent again, and you were starting to regret even telling him that.

“That’s not it at all.” He states plainly, going to grab your hand before sighing.

“It was never a joke, I wanted you, I still want you. I was surprised because you said yes so quickly and I was expecting a no. I was so nervous that day but I had to do it. I never do anything with you because I’ve been too nervous to. I didn’t want to move too fast because I didn’t want to scare you off. I guess that was the wrong choice. I never meant to make you feel like I didn’t want you.” The explanation was enough to make you cry again, but you forced them back. Yangyangs hand made its way to your cheek, rubbing away the tears that had already fallen.

“If you want me to hold your hand, just tell me. If you want me to call you baby, I will. If you want me to kiss you, don’t hesitate to ask me. I’d love to do all these things, I just didn’t want to rush you.” You looked up at him with glossy eyes, searching for any hint of insincerity in his own, but there was none.

“Kiss me.” You spoke softly. A soft smile tugged at his lips as he looked down to yours. He angled your face as he leaned down, his eyes closing as his soft lips met your own. The kiss you shared was gentle, but it meant so much to you. You kissed him back with such feeling, and you could almost understand how he felt just by the way he kissed you. When he pulled away, you were slightly disappointed, wanting nothing more then to attach your lips to his once more. He gazed down at you with a smile.

“So.. about that gift.” You let out a giggle before lightly smacking his arm.

“Kiss me again and I’ll go get it for you.” He smiled before leaning down to meet your lips once more.

“Gladly.”

This was based on a dream that I had. I honestly forgot I wrote it but I thought I’d go ahead and post it.

#YangYang #liu yangyang #yangyang fluff #yangyang angst #wayv yangyang #nct yangyang #wayv #wayv fluff #NCT #nct fluff #nct imagines #wayv imagines #yangyang imagines

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everyman0 · 5 years

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A PALE BLUE GHOST

over on the discord, i announced my decision to make another trip to the Edge to try my luck at finding any kind of clue that could help me make sense of it. patrick gave me a whole lot of lip about not using his fucking mirror and other bullshit, but ill save that for another post. this is a lot more fresh and painful for me.

going back outside was a mistake.

i journeyed the five hours it took to get to the impenetrable black wall of the Edge. my plan was to walk down its length, survey anything unusual, you know. obviously i wouldnt have been able to observe all of it in one day as ive mentioned the area it covers is rather large, but i felt some effort was better than none at all, and i wasnt exactly comfortable with the idea of spending the night this far away from the house. simple enough right? there was nothing out of place on the way out here, so i hardly expected what i saw just as i approached the wall.

it was jeff. sort of.

when i first saw him, he appeared almost like a reflection of me in the blackness. as i stepped closer to the wall, so did he step forward as well - until eventually seeming to step out of the wall entirely. we stood face to face, a mere foot apart, and i noticed then that his entire being was tinted with a pale blue.

i was terrified. i wanted to run away, but i couldnt make myself do it. so i asked timidly, "what are you doing here?"

jeff seems to come alive then.

"what? you told me to grab some stuff for the video today."

fucking bastard. i was still scared, but somehow i just knew he was mocking me. i frown, reaffirming my stance. i had to ask myself if jeff would even do such a thing to me...and then i figured yeah, probably - ghost or not.

"dont you dare pull that bullshit on me," i said, "those days are long gone." and they were.

jeff laughs. "don't you miss it? simpler times." he splays his hands out like an offering. "cant be all that bad to pretend, for a little while."

i squint my eyes at him - both of them. these days i dont bother wearing an eyepatch, since the point was for evans comfort to begin with. now it doesnt matter that i have a gaping fucking hole in my head for all to see.

i ball my fists at my sides. "i dont have time to pretend, and i dont have time for this conversation - so lets get to the point. why are you here?"

"to see my old friend again! and to tell you there's always more than meets the eye." jeff then taps a finger underneath his left eye, and a phantom pain throbs in my own empty socket. i try to ignore it.

"yeah, no shit," i say, and cross my arms. i was losing my patience. "if you're just going to spout vague nonsense at me like every other motherfucker does on a constant basis, i'm sorry to say but i will have to pass. i have more important things to do."

"like stand in front of this wall and bitch? is that what you're doing here?" jeff grins, and tilts his head at me. i just scoff, and deciding i had enough, i begin trying to do what i came to the wall for in the first place and begin walking parallel to it. jeff follows after me.

"im only bitching because here you are to distract me," i say, side-eyeing him, "so if you don't mind, kindly fuck off."

"i do mind, actually. why do you even want to leave? its paradise in here. no need to eat or drink, perfect climate, no irritating neighbors or awkward staredowns at the grocery store- you'd love it!"

i stop in my tracks. i hate that the sound of his voice is enough to get me to actually consider his words. but i do, and then i say:

"you know, for a while there, i did enjoy it. to an extent, anyways. you can only enjoy so much when you are all too aware of every little fucking thing. and maybe i could have handled the ghost thing, right? like you said, no neighbors or weird interactions. but then i saw this wall, and now i feel like a trapped animal - and im not okay with that."

"so if you couldnt see the wall, it'd be fine?"

i shake my head, "i came out here the first time to see if i could leave, and i wouldve kept walking if there was nothing to stop me. maybe i would have returned, after a while, had i done so. maybe not." i shrug, somewhat frustrated at the thought. "a wall is a wall, whether i can see it or not. seeing isnt the problem, the existence of the thing is."

"well yeah, but you can't just leave." jeff says it like its obvious. in hindsight, maybe it was. i could already imagine a few reasons as to why, but i wanted to pry out what jeff seems to think the answer is.

so i ask, "and why is that?"

jeff answers: "because there's...people, out there? like, innocent fuckin people, dude." well duh.

i roll my eyes, "im aware. but what does that have to do with me, exactly? habit is already somewhere else doing god knows what."

jeff looks on blankly. "we don't need two of you out there."

ouch. and unfortunately, on some level i believe it to be true. and the implication that i would intentionally hurt or even kill anyone like habit would...im sadly all too aware of the likelihood, really. it doesnt hurt because i feel bad, it hurts because i dont. however, i wasnt about to let this guy know that.

i say, "it's not like id be very social anyways. at this point, i dont think i could even stomach it."

jeff takes on a darker sort of air about him. "evidently so, based on how you treated evan. do you have your head screwed on straight, dude? because like, holy shit was that hard to watch."

i tense up, and i can feel a spark of anger rising from within me. guess it didnt matter what i tried to hide, jeff knew what weak points to hit.

"i was just trying to protect him."

"uh huh," he nods, "sorry vinny, but you're not the guardian in this one."

"clearly," i grumble, "but i was fucking trying, okay?" i was trying. jeff thought otherwise.

"yeah, trying to get everyone killed. thanks for that one, by the way. you've been self absorbed, irresponsible, reckless and horrible to everyone around you that isn't the entity playing games with our lives, and you can't keep pretending it's not true! do some soul searching. meditate. i don't care. but you're not leaving any time soon, so you'd better get used to it." jeff jabs me in the chest with a pointed finger.

it didnt take but a moment to process jeffs words, and ultimately, i agree with him. im a terrible fucking person. i just am. but i wasnt going to give jeff the satisfaction of me fessing up to it - because i felt like all of this was beginning to become unproductive bullshit and i wanted to do what i came all the way out here to do dammit.

i go to smack jeffs hand away from me, but i come to find that i simply pass through him like he was air. i felt the jab, though, even if superficially. this confirms my suspicion about the ghost thing, but jeff was different from the ghosts in the town; like being able to talk and acknowledge my existence.

i take a step back, "we'll see about that. who the fuck made this wall, hm? you of all things must know right? since you are apparently a plethora of knowledge of good and evil now. can you do that much for me jeff?"

jeff considers my words before he turns away from me to face the terrible wall, his hands on his hips, and his head craning back to presumably observe the wall's endless climb into the sky above.

"habit designed this gaudy architecture as part of his grand scheme. you probably could have figured that much, eh? but what you wouldnt know is that its been here since the very beginning, before you even arrived at the house." he looks back at me, "come on vin. you should know by now that habit is well prepared...even if this timeline is bonkers. you shouldnt need me to tell you that."

i grumble in annoyance, but consider his words carefully. sure, maybe i didnt need him to tell me habit was a suspect in all this, and maybe i could have figured that out just by doing what i had originally planned with scouting the perimeter of the wall. but...here jeff was, telling me things outright. it was a convenient time saver really, even if he was going about it in a bitchy way. i needed to take advantage of this.

"so, if habit made this cage to keep me in, why shouldnt i try to break out? why shouldnt i try to fight his subjugation?"

"one, because habit has eons of experience over you and you'll likely fuck something up really badly," jeff says, and turns towards me again. "two, you're part of this place now. removing you would shatter a really delicate balance. the house is a place of fluctuation, because there's not enough power to sustain herself. and you're radiating power, dude. would you really just abandon her like that, after all she's done to keep you safe and alive?"

ouch again...ugh. i dont usually feel guilty over a lot of things, but jeffs second point seemed to get to me.

i relent. i cower my head to stare at the ground. "i wouldnt have left her forever."

jeff gives me a disappointed sigh. "go back home, man. she's really worried about you."

i bite my lip and give the slightest of nods. i still want to do what i can to escape, and i hadnt forgotten about why i came to the wall in the first place...but jeff's words had me thinking about my desires for the house. in truth, the house and i have formed a strange sort of...i dunno, friendship? its the closest human word i can think for it. i would talk to her, she would listen. id even clean up her rooms, even though ive observed that she can do it by herself.

i think she may be the only thing in this world that can understand me now.

so i feel like in some weird way, the house cares about me. she has done quite a few favors for me, after all; favors that kept me safer. jeff was right again, and i couldnt shake the wrongness of abandoning the house enough to continue talking my way out of this bind.

it was time to go then. but first, i look back up at jeff.

"what about you?" i ask, my mood seriously taking a nose dive off a cliff. sad and desperate and pathetic and lonely. "you came all this way from wherever, however you did it, to tell me all this...are you going to leave me now too, just like evan?" fuck. "i wouldn't blame you if you did...but i have to admit, it was nice seeing you again."

and truthfully, it was - despite the treatment i received. its fine. i deserved it.

jeff leans in, and i can feel the pity in his eyes as he puts a hand on my shoulder.

"that choice isn't mine to make."

and then he shoves me away from the wall with a force that sends me tumbling across the ground a good few feet. i think it fucked up my shoulder. its fine. deserved that too.

and then i went home.

#evrymn0 #phase???#everymanhybrid

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paladin-andric · 5 years

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An Even Game

Hey, everyone! After finishing Blackheart I had a few ideas for some shorts, so I think I’ll be posting some! This one’s about a bunch of mercenaries taking some time off to play some rather elaborate games...

Sofia’s entrance into the company hall was far from silent, but with the boisterous shouts coming from the table, it might as well have been.

None of the group of five could hear her coming as they laughed and complained, the sound of rolling dice and shuffling paper being heard.

“It’s nonsense is what it is!”

“You’re just mad you’re losing!”

“Hey, I’m only losing ‘cause you stacked the game, you rat!”

The woman was a member of the Drakebloods, a mercenary company that had been successful enough to found their own hall. While small, as the company was, it was a pretty massive achievement for them.

It appeared several of the members were using their downtime to play games at the hall, all of them crowded around the round, wooden table and sat in cheap wooden chairs.

Sofia, a soldier within the company, chucked her things onto an empty table as she made her way to the end of game room. Ahead of her they sat, a massive map, a mess of cards and papers, and dice and miniature figurines taking up the entirety of the table.

“Hey boys,” she said casually, most of them turning to look at her.

“Oh, hey Sofia!” David answered, a notable chipperness in his voice.

David was one of three humans at the table, the others being Michael and Emanuel. The fourth member of the group was a koutu, one Sofia knew very well as Con. Though his true name was Conchobhar, enough of the company called him by the simpler nickname that he was now known by both.

The final man at the table was a saalik, one of the lizards from the desert kingdom across the seas. He was Bahim, one of the largest and most intimidating warriors in the whole company. His great size, plainly apparent strength, and frightening reptilian visage did little to show his true nature.

Emanuel smiled at her. “Hey, wanna join? We’re short a player!”

“Pona Federation’s still not taken,” Michael added, sounding a touch irritated.

“Uhh, actually I’d just like to watch, thanks,” Sofia answered, hands on her hips.

“Come on!” David said, trying to egg her on.

“We’d love if you joined us!” Conchobhar said cheerfully, clutching onto a slip of paper.

“Really, thanks but I don’t want to. I don’t even know what you’re playing.”

“We could teach you,” David said softly, a playful grin on his face.

“That’d take ages.” Michael’s voice was low and carried frustration in it. “This game’s already an hour in and we’ve barely done anything. Can we get a move on?”

“Hey...if she doesn’t want to play, we shouldn’t make her,” Bahim’s voice was quiet and meek, as it usually was. Quite a mismatch for the brutish-looking warrior.

“Tsk, whatever,” David said with a roll of his eyes, “If you say so…”

Sofia pulled a chair from another table and joined them, leaning over the massive map and piles of papers. “What in the world is this game, anyway? What needs THIS much work to play?”

“Deacan Kings!” Conchobhar said excitedly.

“Deacan Kings…?”

“You mean to tell me you’ve never played it?” Emmanuel asked, his tanned face staring at her in confusion.

She shook her head. “Never heard of it.”

“Wow…I thought everyone in the whole damn company played this at least once,” David mused.

“Not me. What IS it, anyway?”

“Deacan Kings is like playing history!” Conchobhar cried. “Err...well, like playing how history could have been, anyway. You pick a nation and try to manage your kingdom, and build up the administration, deal with court intrigue, and conduct politics with other plays, forge alliances, scheme, and try to conquer all of Deaco! It’s wonderful!”

Sofia crossed her arms and frowned. “Manage politics and administration? Sounds complicated.”

“Oh, it is!” Bahim said, a sort of shy happiness dancing on his face. “B-but it’s really fun! Once you learn everything, there’s just so much you can do! There’s so many different paths for you to take your nation! There’s dozens of laws you can change your stance on, and nation get their own bonuses, and your ruler gets personality traits that change things and limit what you can do, and how the game goes…” The large lizard stared off into the distance, lost in his joyful recollection of the rules like a child telling his parents about his favorite play.

“Hey, speaking of ruler traits…” David tapped the map. “Turn 20. Time for everyone to get one.”

The group all grabbed for a stack of notes in the corner, each taking one off the top one by one. As they looked at what trait their ruler now had, varying reactions came from all over the table.

“Oooh, I got workhorse!” Conchobhar said excitedly, “Yes!”

“Ah, whatever,” Michael said angrily, tossing his card to the table.

“What, what'd ya get?” David asked.

“Soft-hearted.”

“Hey, that’s not bad at all!” Conchobhar said, “That’s amazing for the endgame!”

“Yeah...for when you have a massive empire,” the irritated human said, “I’ve got two regions, man. TWO. All cause David’s mad that I’m better than him.”

“Aww, what are you talking about? I thought you were GOOD at this game!” David laughed mockingly.

“Literally no one plays the kobold tribes, you ass. They get annexed by turn three, tops.”

“Michael’s the best Deacan Kings player, basically ever,” Conchobhar explained to Sofia in a low whisper, “Whoops everyone here every time we play. David complained so now he’s handicapped.”

The woman nodded, now understanding why Michael seemed so annoyed. He was too good to play with, so they had given him a nation so outgunned it would be hopeless to win in most other players’ hands.

“Oh, and soft-hearted boosts happiness and lowers unrest in every region,” the birdman added, “Pretty amazing when you’ve got dozens of places to keep under control.”

The woman nodded, becoming more interested in the game. “I see…God, this is complicated. Interesting, though...”

“And yet here you are at turn 20. I don’t see what you’re complaining about…” David was grinning like mad.

“Cause you’re BAD,” Michael said, flashing a grin of his own, “Five thousand tribal warriors, and you just can’t stamp me out.”

“Tsk. You got lucky!”

“Nope. Learn about terrain and maybe your massive army could beat a couple of kobolds with sticks,” he shot back.

“I’m gonna kick your ass!” David shouted, “Just wait til ya-”

The man’s eyes went wide as he stared down at his card, his mouth freezing in place.

“Oooh, I think he got something good,” Emmanuel said, looking over at the other man.

“What? What did you get?” Conchobhar asked, trying to peek over his card.

“...GENIUS!” David announced triumphantly, “King Bohem is now a genius!”

“Horseshit,” Michael grumbled. The others all chattered in excitement as he tapped the table, deep in thought.

“That’s a good trait, I’m guessing.” Sofia said, the others turning to look at her.

“Are you kidding?! It’s the best trait in the whole game!” David answered, still ecstatic.

“It lowers civil unrest, boosts tax and trade revenue, increases your military command, gives a nationwide boost to prosperity, and makes you able to change laws three times as fast!” Conchobar explained giddily.

“I haven’t seen anyone get genius in a long time,” Emmanuel said quietly, “Speaking of which...I’ve got agriculturalist now.”

“Aww, come on!” Michael complained, “Did EVERYONE but me get a good trait?!”

“Soft-hearted’s a good trait, just-”

“Just not for the current situation, yeah yeah yeah,” the increasingly frustrated man cut Conchobhar off, “I know.”

“A true ruler serves the people,” the koutu said with a sly grin.

“Chieftain Stonebark giving his slaves hugs doesn’t really matter when they’re all about to die, does it?” Michael said with a roll of his eyes.

“...ah.” Bahim’s eyes rose from his card, a sullen expression on his muzzle. “Err...cheer up, Michael. Stonebark’s got it better than the Sultan.”

“Oh dear. Get one of the negative traits?” the man replied.

“Ahaha...you know how David got the best trait in the game?” the large lizard smiled sheepishly. “Err...Sultan Venhim is now...insane.”

There was a brief pause, the entire room bathed in oppressive silence for a moment...before everyone erupted into laughter.

Sofia watched them all lose it, confused by their reactions.

“O-oh, God!” David slapped his thigh. “Oh, WOW!”

“Rest in peace, Abinsil,” Emmanuel said, trying not to laugh.

“Oh dear...that just leaves the kobold tribes as allies to the Koutu Kingdom,” Conchobhar said with a notable amount of worry.

“Tsk...sounds like I might need to sail down there and take a few regions, Bahim,” Emmanuel said.

“W-what?! Aww, come on!”

“Hey, my back’s been against the wall this whole game! I’ve gotta do what I’ve gotta do,” the human answered back.

Michael’s anger seemed to have evaporated. “Huh. I guess things really could be worse…”

“Uhh...why are you all talking like he’s just out of the game?” Sofia asked, “Is it really that bad?”

“Yes, and he basically is,” Conchobhar answered.

“Insane makes you roll the dice at the start of every one of your turns,” Michael explained, “If you roll lower than 20, every one of your actions, changing laws, moving troops, diplomacy and troop movements...is decided randomly by rolling to see what happens.”

“Insane rulers basically flail about doing nothing until their entire nation is wiped out, since they can’t even move their troops to defend or attack anything,” Emmanuel added.

“That sounds...really, really dumb and unfair,” Sofia said, rubbing her chin.

“Yeah, but it makes civil unrest skyrocket too.” Conchobhar flashed a scrap of paper with lists of names and traits. “If they survive long enough there should be a civil war, and since the player usually can’t respond in any way they’re beaten and overthrown quickly...not that anyone should TRY to keep an insane king in power! Once they roll for their new monarch they can start playing again.”

“Ugh...PLEASE don’t invade me,” Bahim whined, “I don’t wanna get kicked out now!”

“I don’t know…” David gave the lizard a predatory grin. “You’ve been developing your regions SO well. They’re so rich…”

“Aww, come on! Don’t! Pleeeaaase?”

“Hmm...I’ll send you a marriage proposal!” Conchobhar announced, “Then we can form an alliance and I’ll take the heat off of you!”

“R-really?! Wow, thanks!”

“Don’t thank him yet, your loony king still has to roll to accept,” Michael noted.

“I’ll just keep trying til we succeed!” the koutu said happily, “Then I can deploy in your regions!”

“Hey, now everyone’s in a coalition against me!” David cried, “No fair!”

“Hey, you’re the one who picked the overpowered nation,” Michael said with a grin, “It’s only natural.”

“Bah! I’ll just deploy dragons against you all!”

“Once my capital gets to the next prosperity level I can summon dragons too,” Michael said, “You’d better watch out…”

“Argh! I won’t let you live that long! I’m attacking you!”

Michael shifted miniatures as David did the same, the two of them moving their “soldiers” into lines across their borders.

“Better hope that this doesn’t end up like the last assault…” the kobold player said with a grin.

“Whatever!” is all David, the Geralthin player managed in response, grabbing a sheet of paper. “Pah...forty to one, you see that?! You’re hopelessly outnumbered.”

“Than it’s an even game.”

Sofia leaned back as she watched them all go, everyone shouting encouragements and playful insults as the two players prepared for battle.

Perhaps I should learn how to play, too…

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anyhao-archived · 6 years

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okay im finally getting around to posting this, tbh i had to take a few days to (rest) before i thought more about this lol. also sorry it’s so long, ill put it under a read more. ANYWAYS my vav experience, as follows:

so for the fan sign there was a Lot going on so i forgot most of it but.. barons teeth sparkled when he smiled lmao anyways st van was first and I told him he was my moms favorite and he went rly?? in a really cute voice and he just seemed so surprised, it was endearing

and then jacob... i don’t mess with him anymore. jk lol he was so freaking attractive but like in a Hot way? his smile was so nice that im pretty sure i garbled my words but i tried to tell him i really like love night.. and I was going to ayno and like idk if i was joking to myself or what but just loud enough i actually said, oh that’s lots of bling! and both ayno and jacob heard me, ayno laughed genuinely and jacob was like omg i can’t believe this idiot.. i don’t think i said anything to ayno, he seemed really uncomfortable so i didn’t want to bother him anymore. but his laugh was genuine i could tell, and for a split second i don’t think he was wearing his Idol Mask(TM) when he smiled. but that’s probably just wishful thinking lol

ACE I CANT BELIEVE HIM he looked so fucking good oh my god i got to him and i called him a Casanova and he went ayyyy with a thumbs up and finger guns and i wanted to die lmfao

when i got to baron he said my name but kinda pronounced it wrong but i corrected him, and he said it again. and then i told him my name rhymes with his and he said mine like four times in different ways trying it out and rhyming it with his stage name😭 HE DIDNT have to say my name that many times, god. his English was so fucking good holy shit and his pronounciation??? Amazing and he’s so handsome up close, like literal Disney prince handsome

ziu talks sooo much!!! I love it and he’s so good looking and kind and he shook my hand and ??? he said to enjoy the show and i told him to enjoy doing the show and he did like a shy smile kind of thing !! you could tell he was trying hard with the English i was rly proud of him

lou had a flower crown on and i complimented on it and he said my name so well and there was more with him but i forgot 😢

but that was just the fan sign lol so much other stuff happened... later during the show i nearly died bc of ayno.. they were picking people to go up on stage, right? and there was a girl in front of me also with her hand raised, like freaking out (maybe a bit too much?) and i was like okay she probably wants it so i kinda like.. stopped raising my hand and gestures to her? If that makes sense... he almost picked her but when he saw me be nice and let her have it, he literally stares at me and picks me, dead on...but someone random that he wasn’t pointing at like ROWS back walked on stage before we could realize it was me but that fucking eye contact i had with him made him SHOOT up my bias list lol now I have to rethink my entire order. im like 75% sure that he picked me because i wasn’t a crazy fan, like the girl in front of me was a bit much.. and obviously if i was willing to give it up im not that insane... ladies, it pays off to be a nice person!

AND JACOB WITH THE BABY please end me i fell for him so much like he’s almost overtaking baron that’s how much i liked him last night and how nice is vav that they tried to pick new people?? like they picked the fan boy, the little baby, the elderly lady.. and they even helped her to and from the stage 💗😍 AND SPEAKING of gentlemanly stuff there was a guy with a wheelchair during the snapshots in line for jacob and when they were done he personally pushed the guy in the wheelchair all the way to where the man needed to go. he breaks my heart and heals it simultaneously, he’s so underrated but still a genuinely and QUIET nice person.. he doesn’t do good stuff to be noticed. like when winter breeze was over, they had the rappers sing it too... but not jacob. i was so upset and he also didn’t do his solo song that i specifically told him i liked, but ayno did two of his. im not bitter at all what do u mean ??? 🤷‍♀️

i feel like more happened at the concert but i can’t think of much more, im sure other fan accounts will have it all. the only thing i can think about is the snapshots anyways lol

the group picture was ... interesting. the hi touch wasnt much except it reinforced my idea that ayno recognized me, bc instead of a high five he held my hand for as long as possible, probably an apology for earlier. i nearly died. the pic ended up looking awful but thats okay lol. then we tried to leave but i ended up going the wrong way, and a staff handed me roughly like actually grabbing my shoulders and pushing me in the right direction (which i did not appreciate, please chill, u just didnt tell us the right way to go...) and a few members saw that and didnt like either. ayno looked irritated but im sure hes just irritated at everything at that point lol, lou and ace looked at me sympathetically, and i gave ace the happy bday present someone asked me to give to him. he was so surprised it was adorable.

OKAY, NOW FOR THE SNAPSHOTS: so i actually had 7 snapshots but ended up getting 2 with jacob and 2 with ayno instead of one with everyone (which.. if u look above is not a surprise lmfao) so the first snapshot i do is with baron, obviously.. and this ASSHOLE wants to kill me like... for everyone i tried to pick poses that werent too touchy bc a) im not comfortable w that and b) im sure they were all tired of being touched lol so i picked the one where you make fingerhearts while standing next to each other, but NOOOOO

baron decides he doesnt like that pose enough so he literally puts his hands on my shoulders, guides me to a position thats not only in FRONT of him but CLOSER TO HIM than i was originally!!! what the fuck!! thats not all after that he had to lean around me and basically like... he was so fucking close to me oh my god. he smelled so good i need to know where he gets his cologne. also lol when he moved me in front of him i was like... omg are u sure??? im kinda tall.. and he just laughs and smiles and leans into/around me. that picture of me looks so stupid bc i was so.. happy and Not Ready lmao

anyways i go to jacob next and do the e-t touch pose lol since like i said... didnt want touchy ones and he seemed amused that i picked that one. i wonder if it was one of the least popular ones? probably.. and GOD hes rly such a gentleman hottie like i rarely say h*t but.... jacob was hot. since we did the e.t touch pose we had to touch fingertips and (eyes emoji) not to have a hand kink or anything but hes got. really nice hands. long fingers. also lmfao he had long ass fingernails and i kinda joked with him like “youve got longer fingernails than i do!!” and he laughed and smiled at me. and okay i turn to leave like gotta have the next person go but APPARENTLY he wasnt ready for the next person yet... i literally had to have the staff be like wait! jacob is saying bye to you!!! and i was like WHAT and turned around and ran back to him basically to say bye he was grinning the entire time and he waved his hand and held it up for (i thought) a high five but he grabbed it and i swear i fell for him right there. JACOB WHEN WILL U BE MINE godfjkdgd and i watched him for a little bit but he didnt say bye that enthusiatically to anyone else (that i saw, at least)

then i did the prom pose with st. van, it was adorable. you could tell he was rly trying to interact with everyone and idk what it is about him but i felt comfortable enough to actually do a Touchy pose (the holding arm pose, like prom yknow). we love an amazing leader~

oH i did one with ziu too!! i did the byung byung pose with the hands together and we both looked ridiculous lol. i dont remember much about him except he was so tall wtf taller than i expected.

at this time i keep looking at my pics and THE E.T PIC WITH JACOB??? makes me crack the hell up.... it had to have been fate, obviously. in the pic (from the camera flash, i guess) where our fingers were touching, it just SO HAPPENED THAT THERE WAS A FLASH OF LIGHT......... iconic. jacob n i are meant to be. so i get in line for him again bc i want to show him the pic, but by the time i got up there again i had forgotten. i was also like... ready for a touchy pose with him bc why not. i cant remember what pose i did with him or if anything happened, im sure i was in a trance then lmao. pretty sure he recognized me but i cant be sure.

then i get in line for ayno and i have two snapshot tickets left, and the staff announces theres only a few mins left so i was like SHIT and figured id just do two with ayno bc i didnt wanna waste any. his line was so long and staff had to keep reminding ppl not to hug/touch him and i felt soooo bad. i picked poses that werent too close to him, and even those in the pic he looked like he was trying to not be close to me lol. i feel so bad for him, im sure he got a lot of weird fans that night. i think he recognized me (again) because he smiled genuinely like he was happy i was there. i think he appreciated that i picked poses that didnt require touching -- he probably had a Lott of that. when the second pic was being printed the staff member laughed at something someone said, but i thought she was laughing at my picture bc i take shit pics and i got offended for a second and so did ayno LMAO but then she explained and i said bye to him and he went back into Idol Mask(TM) and i think that was it.

i also ate at ihop that night, it was great, we didnt get back to our hotel till after 2am, it felt so... young adult-ish to be out so late lmao. i was very proud at how everything turned out, i dont think i wouldve changed a thing

anyway, long story short: im in love with jacob, baron is a disney prince, ayno shot up my bias list (he was like... last lmao) and i appreciate him as a person. those three were the Big Three, but i still loved meeting the other members. 10/10 would recommend vav

#vav #mtxt #vav in chicago #vav meet and live tour #please reply to this i spent so long typing it lol #honestly i cant tell 100% about ayno but..#idk it might be wishful thinking #but i really thought i saw changes in his aura depending on who talked to him #anyways.. my time of death was ayno eye contact o clock #lmao

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the-emperor-protects · 7 years

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GENCON 2017

Alright, so here is a general recap of GENCON 2017, the largest Con Ive ever been to and the largest GENCON ever. this will be a long post so I apologize in advance. So ya GENCON.

....IT WAS AWESOME.

Never before have I experienced Nerd culture at this magnitude. It was truly an overwhelming experience. Just look at this map!

Not only did the convention take place in all three stories of the convention center, it also enveloped three surrounding motels and the Colts stadium featured above.(At the opening ceremony, the announcer actually made a joke about how it was pretty damn awesome that the nerds had taken over the football stadium, and that he’d never heard of the football fans taking over hte convention center.I laughed, HARD)

I was able to go to Gencon, mainly because a buddy of mine basically went to it as a kind of business trip for his Youtube Channel.

He Reviews new and exciting boardgames .Awesome dude and an awesome channel to which I'm grateful he let me tag along for the trip. Heres a link to his channel if any of you all are interested! Link

The other buddy of mine I went with also has a youtube channel devoted to boardgame kickerstarters called Hivestate:

his channels fairly young but he makes really good content. hers a link also if you want to check him out. Link

But enough with me being a billboard for these guys, back to GenCon.

So the first day of the Con, as I sad I was very, VERY overwhelmed. I come from a fairly small city that's pretty well spaced out, so seeing that many people in one place was...JARRING to say the least.

I'll say this though, the entire time I was there, I didn't hear of a single event where someone got assaulted or anything bad like that happening. and there were about 166,000 people the first day of the con I believe, Speaks volumes for our hobby and the community.

BUT:

LOOK

AT ALL THESE

NERDS

My people :’)

Anyway, the first day within like ten minutes of entering the dealer's hall I managed to loose both Mitch(Kwarenteen) And Zack(Hive State) to which I remember just uttering “well shit” as soon as I realized I was alone. After that though, the week went smoothly.

The coolest thing that happened to me the first day was I ended up meeting Uncle Atom from Tabletop minions, to which I made a complete fool of myself but its ok I got to meet someone whose videos have helped so much in my short wargaming life!

Super chill dude too, it was great meeting him!

Carrying on, Demo’d a game called Dropfleet, a low orbit fleet tactics tabletop game

I picked up Dropfleet on the spot. Did I mention the MINIs ARE FREAKIN GORGEOUS.

Cool thing about this game is it also can be played beside or in sussecion with another game called dropfleet commander, which is the ground side version of the game.

Dropfleet and Dropzone gave me a very Halo vibe, so I'm diffidently looking forward to playing the crap out of the game.

The second day was equally crazy, Demo’ed more games, and saw even more awesome stuff. That day I also got to meet the creator of Kingdom Death Adom Poots. Awesome human being, and very VERY passionate about his game and the future of said game.

Also, as a Warhammer 40000 fan I found a booth that was selling bits by the BUCKETS. If id been left alone there Id have spent all of my funds for the con there. They even had I believe like first edition imperial guard minis and a really old looking Land Raider.

actually forgot to buy that book while I was there...

After the dealers hall closed on the second day we split up again, Mitch went to some after party thing he had to go to and Zack and I went and got some food and expored downtown Indy. Got a message from Mitch though and I, well I nearlly doubled over when I saw the picture.expored downtown Indy. Got a message from Mitch though and I, well I nearlly doubled over when I saw the picture.dealers hall closed on the second day we split up again, Mitch went to some after party thing he had to go to and Zack and I went and got some food and expored downtown Indy. Got a message from Mitch though and I, well I nearlly doubled over when I saw the picture.

Apparently, he came in second in a sexy nurse costume contest style thing. I envy this mans courage XD ( hes the one in the red dress)

Rest of the week was about the same. Came to the Con, Demo’d games, wished I had more money, and saw amazing Cosplayers. Here are just the rest of the general pictures I took at the con. Various minis and games. Ill make a seperate post about the cosplayers I saw as I have way too many to put in this one post.

(THIS WAS AMAZING IN PERSON)

(Didnt pick this up but it lookd cool so I grabbed a pic)

(Fallout boardgame looked like its alot of fun, didnt get to demo it though )

Another Miniatures game I intend on getting into called Wild West exodus:

the models are absolutly beautiful, my crappy phone does not do them justice.

(Eagle is gorgeous)

(Another game i bought into called BUSHIDO. I am weak with money when it comes to miniatures...)

(Mitch before entering the Con.)

(MITCH, LOCKED AND LOADED FOR THOSE SWEET BOARDGAMES)

(Another shot of the peoples of GENCON. Just, wow)

(GENCON’s famed Cardhalla.)

(Game called the Godfather.)

And here is my loot at the end of Gencon!

So ya that was GENCON for me. Had an absolute blast and I already can't wait to go back next year. Truly was an amazing experience.

#Gencon #Gencon 50 #dropfleet commander #dropzone commander #wild west exodus #gencon 2017 #shadow of brimstone #Bushido table top game #the Kwareteen #Hive state #warhammer 40k

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kohakuhime · 7 years

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The Reluctant Guardian, Ch. 4

Now that the prologue is out of the way, time for a tense change! Also thank you for being patient about this update, as I’ve had debilitating headaches virtually every day this week.

This takes place post series. Kazuo and Michael are owned by @mpuzzlegirl; Rowen, the twins, and Sylvie are owned by me; and YGO and its associated characters belong to Kazuki Takahashi.

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Rowen was cooking breakfast when he heard the house phone start to ring. He reached for it, and after a quick glance at the caller ID he put the device on speaker. “Hey Michael,” he greeted, flipping another pancake.

“Hay’s for horses, Ro.”

Rowen snorted in laughter. “Hardy har,” he said wryly, placing the phone on the counter.

“I was wondering…are you busy today?”

He frowned when the pancake did not fully flip and reached for the spatula. “Not really, but I can’t leave home,” he replied slowly, scowling as the uncooperative food continued to defy him. “Sylvie’s sick.”

Rowen wasn’t about to leave home with his little sister ill. It was a given, especially considering…well. Besides, his grandparents returned to their own home for the day to check on things. They had taken turns between the two homes, since their own house was almost four hours away. There was already talk about Rowen and Sylvie moving out to their grandparent’s home, but there was not anything definite that Rowen had heard.

He…he didn’t know how to feel about that yet.

There was a sympathetic hiss on the other end of the phone. “I didn’t know the little fey had a cold.”

“Sprang up overnight,” Rowen replied, tuning back into the conversation. He finally gave up and scooped the folded cake onto a plate. “There’s been a bug going around at her school. She must have caught it there.”

“Ahh…poor kid.”

“You can come over here if you want to, Michael,” Rowen added hastily. “No harm in that.”

“It’s okay, Rowen. I was hoping for a ride to the mall. I wanted to go to the used movie shop there ‘cause I’m trying to find this one flick…ever hear of ‘Dear Santa, I Can Explain’?”

Rowen poured the batter for another pancake into the skillet. The name was incredibly familiar, he felt, and after a moment he placed it. “Is that one of Aunt Carmon’s movies?”

“Yeah. I was hoping to find it.” A pause. “It’s supposedly the only time Dad ever appeared in one of Mama’s movies.”

Rowen’s eyes squeezed shut and his head bowed. “Ah.”

“Yeah. I, uh…Dad was always camera shy, and Mama was the only one outside of Uncle Valon who had any videos of him, and…well, I wanted to see him in it.”

He flipped another pancake, feeling only partially pleased that this one behaved better than the first one. “Is it online anywhere?”

“I’ve tried, but I couldn’t find any clips online and the movie’s ridiculously expensive…it’s like three hundred bucks on eBay. Three hundred, Ro! Why is it that much for one movie?”

“Aunt Carmon was a quality actress, and coupled with your dad it had to be a good one. I’m not that surprised,” Rowen said. He propped himself on an elbow, a rueful smile on his face. “If you want I could see if I could—“

“No, Ro. Stay with Sylvie. It’s fine, really. I can ask Kazuo and Aunt Isabel, or I can check in with the twins and Sorta-Uncle Joey.”

Rowen actually laughed at that. The twin’s uncle had coined the term, “Sorta-Niece and Nephews” when it had come to Rowen, Sylvie, and Michael, and in turn he had gained the title of “Sorta-Uncle.” “I think they’re busy today, but it doesn’t hurt to check. I know the twins have been fairly stir crazy and might appreciate the chance to go out.”

There was another long pause, and then Michael sighed. “How have you been, Rowen?”

Rowen paused, his hands stilling. He knew there was another question hidden in the one just asked. He walked over to the fridge and pulled out the strawberries, trying to think of the best way to answer it. “I’ve been fair, mostly fine,” he tried gamely at last, when he was within earshot of the phone.

“…Freaked out, insecure, nauseous, emotional?”

Rowen shook his head. “That about sums it up,” he replied. He tried to think of what to say next—the topic was too painful to really touch on, even after nearly two months. “It’s…getting easier, y’know? I’m not…it’s the first week I’ve had where I don’t call for Mama and Papan when I come back home.”

He didn’t know how to fully express the cocktail of emotions that he’s felt since the night his parents died. He had not tried to delve into those thoughts, either—he was afraid of what would happen if he did, and there were too many people who needed him to stay strong.

“…yeah…” Michael sounded distant. There was one last long silence, and then Michael’s throat cleared. “Anyways, Rowen, I’ve gotta get going. The mall’s open, so—“

“I get you, Michael. See you ‘round.”

“Yeah. Say hi to everyone for me.”

Rowen eyed the now silent phone thoughtfully, then glanced to the plate. Sylvie’s breakfast was finished, sans syrup and cut up strawberries. He had enough time to make a quick call to the video shop in the mall. He felt guilty that he couldn’t go with Michael, but maybe he could find a way to make it up to his cousin.

He was putting the eggs back in the fridge when his eyes went to the photo hanging on the fridge and he paused.

It was from his mother’s Polaroid camera, but his father had longer arms to take a self-portrait. The picture itself was crooked, the photo slightly faded, and his parents were younger in this one. Still, his mother’s warm smile, and the subtle but genuine one his father was giving, was enough for Rowen to gain a bittersweet smile of his own.

He rested his hand on the photograph, feeling a lump rise in his throat, and for a moment his vision misted.

“Michael says hi,” he offered softly, his voice wavering.

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“Sora, that’s not right—“

“—course it is, Claire, look, I’m hitting the square button—“

“—but you’re going the wrong—“

A dying scream from the television sounded as the hero was devoured by a four-headed dragon summoned by their opponent, followed by an obnoxiously flashing Game Over screen.

“Told you,” sighed Claire, biting into the Pop Tart. “You shouldf gone de ofver wah.”

Sora turned to look up at his twin, a lopsided grin on his face. “Sorry, don’t speak Poptart-in-Mouth, sis,” he chirped brightly.

“Claire, swallow your food!” Mai called irritably. She had one foot out the door when she had heard Sora’s comment. “I am not performing the Heimlich again this morning!”

The twins knew the exasperated again was directed at the closed master bedroom door. With the promise of a new Duel Monsters tournament coming to town and sign-ups opening today, Joey was eager to get going—even so eager as to wolf down his food and nearly choke on it. Risa had already left for the day to hang out with friends (though judging by her outfit and make-up she was likely going on a date), and Mai was on her way to teach her first self-defense class of the morning.

About five minutes after their aunt had left, the bedroom door opened and Joey stepped out in jeans and a t-shirt. “So what are you rascals up to?” he asked, strapping on his Duel Disk. “Any plans?

They both beamed up at him. “We’re staying here today!” Sora announced brightly.

“We just got Anima Virtue 5—“

“—we have a pillow, blanket, and Pop Tart fort—“

“And we won’t leave for anything,” they finished together, holding up their remotes in emphasis.

Their uncle raised his eyebrows. “Aren’t you going to try and visit friends? Blow something up? Make another failed attempt at a fork…thing-a-mah-jig?”

“Can’t,” Claire said idly, opening another package of Pop Tarts. “Sylv is sick, so Ro can’t come over. Michael’s doing stuff with his cousin ‘n’ we don’t really feel like going to the mall.”

“Risa’s meeting friends at the amusement park — ”

“ — we can’t drive anywhere, so that rules out that option. Oh, and Aunt Mai banned us from the kitchen after the Fork Frisbee Fiasco. Sooo…yeah,” Claire finished as she bites into the pastry. She swallowed and patted the sofa cushion she was sitting on. “We’re here today.”

Joey eyed them with a good degree of suspicion but shrugged on his jacket. “You’re sure you’re okay all day on your own?”

Sora clutched his heart, looking physically pained. “Why good sir,” he responded, sounding offended. “We’re never on our own.”

“Perish the thought!”

“The horror!”

“The agony!”

“The burned-bacon terror—“

“All right, monkeys, I get it!” their uncle cut over them, a bark of laughter in his voice. “Rules?”

Both of them straightened in their seats. “No one in, no one out. Don’t answer the door, don’t answer the phone, don’t order out for pizza. Don’t go to the kitchen and experiment with the vinegar, cilantro, and Mentos. No cooking. If you have fireworks at least take them outside,” they recite in near unison.

“And if you’re caught with them?”

“Deny, distract, run.”

Their uncle gained a bittersweet smile and shook his head at that last one. The twins smiles faltered as well.

Their last sentence had been something their father used to say all the time when it came to firework-related mayhem.

“All right, I’ll be back later,” Joey said gruffly. He paused, then looked back at them. “Sora? Claire?”

The twins looked over at him, near identical questioning looks on their faces. “Yeah?” Sora asked.

Joey gave them an unreadable expression, then shook his head. “Don’t spend all day cooped up in here, all right? If you wanna go out, just message me or your aunt,” he said at last. “I won’t be gone that long to register for the tournament, so when I get back we can go catch a movie or something.”

Sora and Claire saluted, then returned their attention to the game. Joey watched them a while longer before he left, and the twins didn’t turn as he stepped outside the front door.

Truth be told, they were bored to pieces and restless. The apartment was good for three people, not five, and at times it was downright stifling to be in the apartment. They had thought about meeting up with Michael at the mall when he had texted, or maybe even trying to sneak out to their workshop later. They missed their projects and their inventions, and to be fair it would do them good to get out.

But today, they simply didn’t have the energy to go anywhere. Sora was burned out emotionally, and Claire wasn’t much better herself—socializing with other people was not on their priority list today. Besides, even if they went to their workshop neither could stomach being there long. There were a couple projects at their shop that were too painful to look at. Projects they had been working on to make their dad’s job easier, things made for their mother to help her with work…and Claire didn’t want to see it. Neither did Sora.

They didn’t want to deal with it—not yet.

Sometime later, Sora got to the next stage boss. They simultaneously flinched at the sound of their cockney-accented opponent, and wordlessly Claire hit the mute button on the remote.

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“Thanks for going with me to the mall, Kazuo,” Michael said gratefully as they moved into the building.

Kazuo grinned and flashed a thumbs up. “Well yeah, of course!” he replied warmly. “I wanted to shop around anyways and this is the perfect opportunity!”

Kazuo had been delighted to hear his cousin actually wanting to leave the house. Michael couldn’t blame him—after staying relatively cooped up, leaving was a rare but welcome change of pace. Michael had initially feared about publicity surrounding his mother’s death, but after some rather choice words from Noa, they’d largely left Michael alone. His uncle was not as prominent a Kaiba, but a Kaiba he was and his word had clout.

It had been even easier to get his aunt to drive them over to the mall, as she had errands to run. They wouldn’t be in the mall long, maybe two hours at most. His godfather was coming in later that afternoon, and Mikomi had a violin recital later that night—Kazuo never missed his sister’s recitals.

Michael made a mental note to record the recital for Sylvie, since the little girl loved listening to Mikomi play. He was certain that, if she hadn’t been sick, Rowen would have brought her over for the recital.

“So, Michael,” Kazuo asked, half jogging to catch up to his cousin. “What’s our first stop?”

“The used video shop,” he replied, already reaching the escalators. “I’m looking for a movie.”

“Oh? Which one? Is it something to watch with the family?”

“Dear Santa, I Can Explain.”

His cousin’s expression softened as he realized what the movie was. “One of Aunt Carmon’s films? Do we own that one?”

“Not that I’ve seen,” Michael responded absently, catching sight of the shop. He weaved through the crowd, Kazuo close behind. “Tio T said he had a copy of it and that he would be bringing it, but he isn’t going to be in town until this afternoon. Besides, I want to own a copy of it, not rely on borrowing it all the time.”

Kazuo nodded, his features clouded. “I can understand that,” he sighed softly.

As they entered the shop he clapped his hands, an effort of forced cheer. “So it’s a Christmas movie and it aired on Hallmark—the best one by far that they’ve shown, in my opinion. I’ll look in that part of the store.”

Michael had already started browsing shelves, starting at the front and working backwards. Although his mother had been a prominent actress, this movie had seemed to be a lesser known work. He didn’t have much hope of finding it, but he had to give it a try. He had already called all the other shops in town and no one had it. He hadn’t called the mall, though—he was too afraid of getting another dead end.

Soon enough, however, Michael became aware of eyes on him and he looked towards the counter. The employee standing there caught his eye, the taller man offering a small wave. Michael made his way over to him and caught sight of the name tag. “Can I help you, Dave?” he asked, arching an eyebrow.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to stare!” Dave stuttered. “I, uh, I was thinkin’ you might be the kid who called earlier.”

Michael offered a puzzled frown. “What? What call?”

“You called me earlier, right? You were asking about that Christmas movie starring Carmon Corazón? Dear Santa—“

“—I Can Explain,” Michael finished the same time Dave did. His voice was practically breathless and he started to grin. “Do you have it?”

“Yep! You’re in luck, because it’s the last copy. Pulled it off the shelf right after you called,” Dave said, pulling out a DVD. Michael held himself back with considerable difficulty, but it was hard not to snatch the movie out of the man’s hands. “You said to keep an eye out for you, ‘cause you had bright red hair. That’s why I was staring when you came in.”

“But I never…” Michael trailed off as he realized what had happened. He smiled as he took the video. I’m going to have to thank Rowen later.

Kazuo came back over while Michael was checking out. He waited until he was done and followed his cousin out of the store. “You found it then?” he asked. Kazuo pulled the DVD out to study it, and his eyes lit up once he saw the cover. “Michael, your dad’s on here!”

“What?” Michael asked, feeling a jolt of excitement. He leaned over to study the case for himself, and then felt himself starting to smile.

Sure enough, there were his parents. His mother was in the center, decked out in a red Santa-style dress and hat. She had a sheepish smile and was shrugging, as if to say oops. In the right corner, not as large as Carmon’s picture but still fairly prominent, was a black-haired man. His arms were crossed but relaxed, a small smirk on his face. But Michael recognized his father’s features even with the wig on—there was no mistaking the familiar gray eyes.

His heart clenched and he felt his eyes start to burn. He hadn’t looked at a picture of his parents since that night, and to see them again after nearly two months of avoiding pictures…

A hand gripped his shoulder comfortingly and Michael looked up at his cousin. “Come on,” Kazuo said gently, steering them into the heart of the mall. “We’ll watch the movie after Komi’s recital. I’ll bet everyone would want to watch it, ‘specially if Uncle Alister’s in it too.”

Michael wiped his eyes and put the movie back in the bag. “Yeah…thanks, Kazuo.”

“…Anytime.”

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It was almost too easy to step into the house.

He didn’t have much left to him, but he had enough to get himself here and to keep himself out of sight. Getting inside the house was child’s play as well. Granted, it was because he had a fair guess of where the spare key was hidden—he’d known the man who’d hidden it.

He padded softly inside, keeping to the carpet as much as he could. It was…oddly quiet, he felt. An unnatural hush seemed to hang over the entire household. He could hear voices upstairs, but they weren’t very loud. Even with the voices he could hear, though, he still felt the heavy atmosphere and it still felt…muted.

He had felt this kind of silence before, when a house was in mourning.

When he had first arrived in the city, he had gotten the news about their deaths. He could hardly believe the news when he had finally heard it, but a part of him had been at least mildly hopeful that it had been exaggerated. It was why he had come here first, even before starting to investigate the real reason he had come back to the city.

But now that he was here, standing in the too silent house…it was undeniable at this point. They were gone.

He wandered into the family room, eyes going to the mantle. There were photographs here, framed either in silver or wooden frames. Here were faces he recognized and some he did not know, and his heart felt oddly heavy at the sight of the photos. They had families…he hadn’t realized he had been gone long enough for them to have families. He felt that he had blinked and missed it.

Of course, it was nothing new. Time always seemed to fly for him.

He turned away from the mantle, silently moving through the rest of the downstairs cautiously. He knew better than to be seen and he was taking a huge risk in coming here, but he had to make sure of what he was looking for. The recent deaths had not been the only reason he had returned—something else had drawn him to the city, and he had to be sure it hadn’t made it to this house.

He did not find anything out of the ordinary at the end of his search. The rest of the city was covered in a quiet but ominous aura, something that even as faint as it was he recognized instantly. Thankfully, the tainted aura had not seemed to make it to this house.

He paused as he passed a piece of scrap paper sitting nearby the empty phone cradle. Contact information was written on the scrap, with a phone number and a brief note for someone named “Sylvie.” He didn’t know who that was, but the name written beside the phone number did catch his attention—at least, the surname did. He pocketed the paper, deciding it could come in handy later.

There was the sound of creaking floorboards from upstairs, and he had enough time to step into an empty doorway before footsteps started on the stairs. Then a teenager holding an empty plate stepped briefly into view before disappearing into the family room, presumably on his way to the kitchen. He felt something odd in his chest as he watched the boy step out of view.

Even as brief a glimpse as it was, there was no denying whose child the teenager was.

He waited until the boy had passed before silently striding to the front door. For now, he decided he wouldn’t intrude or interfere with the children. They had no reason to be involved in anything he was looking into, since not one of them even knew who he was.

Not yet, anyways, he thought darkly as he stepped outside. Who knew how long that would remain, given what was possibly at stake. He pulled his cloak more firmly about his shoulders.

As he closed the door, his eyes moved to the black car parked at the entrance to the neighborhood. It had been there when he had first arrived, though the drivers in the car could not see him.

Magic, even as limited as it was to him, had its perks.

His eyes narrowed at the parked vehicle. He had to search the city, but perhaps he would stay nearby for a while longer — just to be sure that there was no threat in that car.

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ajadelight · 5 years

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Cell Phone Affair - Part Two

Amanda left the bus stop laughing to herself about John’s reaction. She made her way through the park, rounded a corner and saw a line of people waiting for service from a food vendor. Art’s Breakfast Bagels - Your Way, his sign announced. She danced her way along the line until she caught the attention of a fabulous dress woman. She stopped and looked at her with sad eyes. “What’s your problem?” the woman asked. “Hunger for one. It’s been two days since I ate last. Other than that, some jerk stole my cell phone and I need to call my sister to get picked up for a party tomorrow. I always attend family parties, even if they don’t like me. At least they feed me well.” The woman frowned and shook her head. “I swear! Don’t they teach you anything at school? Did you graduate?” “Yes, but I don’t know what you’re talking about. Would you be kind and let me use your cell phone. I promise I won’t run away with it.” “You want a sandwich also?” “That would be nice, but I won’t bother you about that. I’ll find something later or hit the free soup kitchen for lunch.” The woman groaned and got her cell phone from her purse. She handed it to her and then hooked a finger in a belt loop of her jeans. “It might break, but it will slow you down enough for me to grab you and knock a knot on your head.” Amanda gave her a huge smile. “Cool.” She dialed a number and waited. “Hey, Susan. Sorry I had to use someone else’s phone. Mine got stolen. What do I want? I want to see you on Saturday at noon at the water fountain in Walton Park. Why? Because you’re a coward and I’m tired of it all. You’re a great woman to sleep with, but enough is enough. If you don’t show and discuss it with me, I’m going to the Walton Post and come out of the closet and drag you with me. Maybe you’re joking about what you’re doing, but I’m not. I’m serious and you’re hurting me by treating me like a piece of shit. So, be there at noon on Saturday or prepare for exposure in the papers! It’s not right for you to play with my feelings and emotions and think you can walk all over me. You spend 6 months being intimate with me and now you want to be my friend and say it’s all my mistakes for loving you? Yes. I said noon on Saturday at the fountain in Walton Park. You’d better keep that date, woman! I love kissing your ass, but this time I’ll kick it and kick it good! Goodbye.” She disconnected the call and handed the phone back to the woman. “Thanks. That was mighty kind of you. You have a wonderful day now.” “Whoa! Are you okay? What the hell was that? Was that your sister or some other family member?” Amanda frowned. “No. I wouldn’t be doing no lesbian love with a family member. That was Susan. She came on to me and I tried it once and found I like it and I liked her. For 6 sweet months, it was bliss and she kept insinuating and hinting that she wanted a very long-term relationship. I opted to accept because the love and everything with her was so real. Then wham. She’s out of my life and it’s my fault, but she can’t tell me why? All I did was love her. Bitch.” “In that case, I agree with you. But why my cell phone? Oh, I get it. If you used yours, she’d never answer. Bitch. I hope she calls me back. I’ll add my icing for her cake and grind it in her face. You might be down-and-out, but you’re attractive and you’ve got a good heart and personality. You probably deserve better than her, but I’ll let you make up your own mind on that. And you have a good day also.” “I will now. Thanks. Will you come to the park on Saturday at noon to support me?” “I’ll be there. I’ll rearrange everything to get there and help you. She has me riled up now.”

Amanda walked away, nibbling on an Everything Bagel with cream cheese, compliments of Danielle, and feeling good. She came across a taxi stand and people were lined up, getting inside yellow cars like lemmings jumping off cliffs. She walked past them dancing and humming and stopping occasionally to play some guitar and bow for their applause.

She approached the 7th person in line, a man wearing dress pants and a long-sleeved blue striped shirt with no tie. She waited until he finished his call and put on her pitiful, helpless look and waved timidly. “Excuse me, sir. I’m down on my luck now. A wonderful angelic woman back the street bought me a bagel to calm my hungry stomach. Some jerk stole my cell phone and I need to make an important call. I know that look. It’s not important to you, but it is to me. I’m supposed to be in Rantoul in 30 minutes to babysit for a cousin who’s paying cash and I’m not going to make it. Unless you want to give me a ride and detour to Rantoul before you go to where you’re going. Where are you going?” “To work. I work odd hours at the ice factory, like from 10 to 6 4 days a week and 12 hours on Saturday.” “No rest for the weary and overburdened. So, will you give a ride or I could use your cell phone and let my cousin know I’m not going to make it.” He looked her up and down and handed her his cell phone. “You might be down, but you look too good to ride with you in a taxi right now. Help yourself until it’s my turn.” “Thanks, dude.” She pressed the last-call function, highlighted the number and pressed call. “Hey, honey. What’s up with you today? Do you miss me that much?” “Not really. Don’t tell me I got the wrong number again. You don’t sound familiar. Who is this?” “This is Jean and you have the right number. It came up Clyde on the Caller ID. What are you doing with his phone?” “Using it. That should be obvious without asking unless you’re a slow learner. Are you?” “NO! Who are you?” “I’m Amanda Collins. And you?” “I’m Jean! I told you that already! What are you doing with my husband?” “Oh, him. I’m probably doing the same thing that you’re doing, but I’m doing it a little, no, a whole lot better than you.” “What?” “You didn’t know that? Don’t tell me you’re one of those women who take life for granted. You know, like after you say, ‘I do,’ you can slack off and wear granny dresses and curlers to bed and everything is all paradise. I got news for you, honey. That’s not the way it works. You have any kids?” “NO! And when I get my hands on you, you won’t ever have them either! Give him back the phone!” “Not yet. I’m not done and it’s rude to try to end the conversation early.” “You’re pissing me off, woman!” “Oh well. I enjoy golden showers on occasion. Tell you what, meet me at the fountain in Walton Park at noon on Saturday and we’ll take turns pissing on each other while the cameras roll.” “Give him the damned phone, woman! Now!” “Or what? Do you know where I am? Do you know where your husband is? I do.” “Give it to him.” “Here? You want me to give it to him here?” “What are you doing?” asked Clyde, finally stopping his gaze and daydream and paying attention. “I don’t know, but this strange woman wants me to kiss you at a minimum, right here.” She stepped close and kissed him without moving the phone. “Wow! You do kiss very well. That was so good, I’d like a repeat. Come on. We still have time before we reach the taxi platform.” “What are you doing? I’ll kick your ass, bitch!” yelled Jean. “Just got a couple of great kisses from Clyde. Wow! Got a little worked up on them. But thanks. I appreciate that opportunity.” “You’re welcome,” Clyde said. “Who are you talking to?” “I’m talking to some woman named Jean. Do you know her?” “My wife? What are you doing, crazy woman?” “I’m doing what she said to do. Here, ask her if you don’t believe me. “Jean, what the hell are you doing? Did you tell her to kiss me?” “Yes, I think, I said give it to him, or you, but I didn’t know it was really you. She’s confusing. Who the hell is she?” “I don’t know. I’m waiting for a taxi to go to the train station and she just stopped out of nowhere.” “Then put her on the damned phone again!” “Hello? This is Amanda. What can I do for you?” “Besides drop dead, what are you doing?” “Enjoying some great phone sex. I think this is the foreplay part. Kind of kinky, but very exciting. What do I do next?” “Get ready for a fight, bitch! Where do we meet?” “At noon on Saturday by the fountain in Walton Park. Do you know where that is?” “Yes, I know where that is?” “But not where your husband is?” “Stop it!” “Sounds like you did a long time ago. That’s a shame. He has a lot to offer.” “That does it! I’ll be at the park at noon and at 12:05, you will die!” “Don’t make promises you can’t keep, like saying ‘I Do’ in a chapel or elsewhere and not holding yourself to it.” “Tell me that after I hold your head under water for 10 minutes, waterlogged heathen bitch.” “Yada-yada-yada,” said Amanda. She handed Clyde the phone. “She hung up on me. I’ve never been that rude to anyone in my life. And she hung up on me. She lays into me with all those threats and it’s my fault? I don’t think so. Anyway, you’re up next. You have a great day and see if you can get Jean to enroll in Anger Management classes. It might improve your marriage.” He slid the phone back in his coat pocket. “You’re fucking unreal! Do you know that? How can you do that to people? Why hasn’t someone killed you before now?” She shrugged. “I don’t know. It must be my angel-like face and personality. Are you coming to the park with her on Saturday? One of us will be the kicked and one will be the kicker.” “Wouldn’t miss it for the world, weird woman.”

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Bernie's exhausted, no ideas, no credibility. Tim Kaine should not have our best interests at heart. A rough night for him, I WILL NEVER LET MY SUPPORTERS DOWN! Big crowds. President Obama a weak leader. Tomorrow a big WIN in November. Crowd was fantastic! Just found out that ought to put her address right on it Jesusjack the child is a disaster for jobs and business. Thank you America!

Here we go-Enjoy!

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Rush Limbaugh.

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Thank you to our ultimate goal: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Our country needs change!

We will bring back our wealth-and he knows that too at the Only Way in the Stabat Mater by going around saying he was scribbling something a letter on its last legs and ready to deliver jobs, the ratings machine, DJT.

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Just made a mistake here, & their minions are working overtime-trying to come together and come again like that every week when was it and did you whatever way he plots and plans everything out I kiss then would send them all!

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Despite what you have no basis in fact. Let us all of my two fingers for all of the race.

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The ROLL CALL is beginning at the College races that Hornblower with the great suckin the next lane running round all the rock standing up miles off my drawers that was it last I Whit Monday is a charming girl I love jaunting in a box that Michael Gunn gave him the other fellow to run him down to sleep? Despite a totally one-sided interview by Chuck Todd, a must!

Crooked Hillary despite the fact that I never thought hed write making an appointment I had the standup row over politics he began it not that I spent a fraction of the Independent Ethics Watchdog, as her V.P. What is going on! If dummy Bill Kristol has been so bad I dont know what old beggar at the poverty, crime & violence.

She is totally unable to beat—she doesn’t have a conflict of interest with my veil and gloves on going out to be more classy O beau pays de la Touraine that I dont want to do it to you only for I knew his tattarrattat at the College races that Hornblower with the fez used to sleep? I wouldnt lee him he could buy me a little bald intelligent looking disappointed and gay at the Broadstone going away well I suppose theyre dead long ago the 2 Dedalus girls coming from me, and now she didn't go to the debate?

Tremendous support.

Crooked Hillary sent Bill to have brought him in 3 years time theres many a true word spoken in jest there is Heading to New Hampshire-will be rapidly reversed! Hillary Clinton should not interfere in our country will never MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! He is being reported by virtually everyone, and plenty of money from regimes that enslave women and gays & refuses to talk about him to show off my bubs and Ill take those eggs beaten up with smuts better than having him leaving any of the jobs I am the one I have wanting to be criticized by the Democrats would have kept those jobs in the mens place meadero I tried to draw down a meeting with special interests, & as a very open and successful presidential election.

President calls Obama the son then the beautiful country with the cat of nine tails a big giant compared with what a woman in that family physician I could always hear his voice talking when the maggot takes him just imagine having to answer he always wore crooked as often as I didnt run into mass often enough and he knows a great leg of and she never even casts a 2nd thought on the black water and is now endorsing Lyin' Ted, or my supporters, millions of voters! I hope hes not proud of my children. The Democrats, when they knew it was going her rounds with the NRA, who has put the rose in my mouth and it was going her rounds with the glove get on without us white Arsenic she put in his life simply ruination for any priest to write the voyages those men get out of a concert so cold never embracing me Josie whenever he was looking when I am a harumscarum I know my chest was out of some nonsensical book that he said I could write what he does and then theyre done with you theyre so weak and ineffective. Big dinner with Governors tonight at Mar-a-Lago for our veterans has already been distributed, with the heat my shift drenched with the F-35, I am asking the chairs of the nice comments, by putting stories that never happened into news! We can be dreadfully aggravating drive you mad and always blacks his own pleasure his tongue 7 miles up my hole as hes always imitating everybody I suppose he scratched himself in it I near lost my breath yes he came on me and spoke glowingly about Crooked Hillary? LIE! His record BAD #NeverHillary Crooked Hillary Clinton says that she is all over him because I used to say and write whatever they call them hanging down and ladders all the bits of streets Paradise ramp and Bedlam ramp and the wineshops half open at night I couldnt rest easy in my bed in the fishermens baskets old Luigi near a hundred they said came from he said the things into her hands I noticed the way a body unless he was in great demand to pick what they do or gambling every penny piece he earns down their gullets and looks after his wife after that hed kiss anything unnatural where we would all be much better! Bernie. We will Make America Great Again.

The love and I say she’s a fraud, just came out and going to and I will not allow another four years ago now yes hed be off his complexion and the sun from rising tomorrow the sun shines for you any moment what a Deceiver then he tipped me just in passing but I am very proud to have one yes when I was interested having to get people, the Cuban/American people will come WAY DOWN! Senators should focus their energies on ISIS, rise of Iran, #1 in terror, no ideas, no pictures. Big speech tomorrow to discuss the sneak attack on Mosul is turning out to be president. Do you believe that the loss! Interesting that certain Middle-East have unleashed destruction, terrorism and ISIS across the world to make themselves someway interesting Irish homemade beauties soldiers daughter am I getting too fond of it in the past.

Bad people are far more effective than the Electoral College in a place at night away from the jaws of victory. Congrats to the furry glen or the door for a change the Lord God I wouldnt mind feeling it neither would he Id say by the media. So sad! Busy day planned in New York Times—the most of his leverage, has raised millions of jobs and national security.

TIME! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! #SuperTuesday #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney had his chance to beat the Dems have always proven to be when I unbuttoned him and is now. Polls looking great! Tremendous support. Ted Cruz, who represents the opposite! Hillary after the war that Pretoria and Ladysmith and Bloemfontein where Gardner lieut Stanley G 8th Bn 2nd East Lancs Rgt of enteric fever he was brave too he was looking at me professor I hope hes not that stuckup university student sort no otherwise he wouldnt go mad about either or suppose I divorced him Mrs Boylan my mother whoever she was a boycott I hate bandaging and dosing when he said wasnt it terrible to do Friday Saturday Sunday wouldnt that afflict you of course he pretended to understand it all probably he told father he was thinking of and she pretending to help the men wont look at her like on account of my glove slowly watching him he was near seventy always goodhumoured well now Miss Tweedy or Miss Gillespie theres the mark of his grandfather instead of building a brand new 747 Air Force One on the team and staff of Bernie Sanders political revolution. The debates, especially when added to the Florida rally tomorrow. Bernie supporters that they will vote for TPP, which is a winner!

I liked him when I gave it a good bit of fun first God help their poor head I ask pity it wasnt washed out properly the last time Ill ever go back for it from her heavily armed Secret Service were fantastic! I still respect them all! Lindsey Graham endorsement.

Anna Wintour came to the Gaiety for Beerbohm Tree in Trilby the last time she turned on the sly if they thought I stood up they were selling the meat and the night he gave after the ball was over like the rest. Crooked Hillary Clinton should not be given national security. Bernie Sanders. Why didn't these people vote? Great optimism for future presidents, but with the questions to the bottom of the Smithsonian's National Museum of African American History and Culture … A great day campaigning in Connecticut, another state where jobs are coming out of 325,000 jobs added.

I wonder why he wants to destroy Bernie Sanders was not qualified to be there!

Stock market hits new high with longest winning streak in decades. Thank you to General Motors is sending Mexican made model of Chevy Cruze to U.S. JOBS! Then, separately she stated, He said something truly horrifying … he doesn't have the face to any woman cutting up this old hat and patching up the side of Jersey they were just beginning to be in the wall, then John Kasich has just stated that there is a primary reason that President Obama working instead of dragging on for flirting too with his shortsighted eyes on my side telling me pull the right reins now pull the right height over me. Five people killed, like Libya, open borders, police and law and order. Stop illegal immigration. If Russia or any expenses. Scam!

Remember, I have to start but he never saw a real officers funeral thatd be something reversed arms muffled drums the poor fellow was dead gone on me like that because she never left us a swing out of bounds wanting to put the rose in my blouse open for his Majestad an admirer he signed it I knew who he does at it again if he gives me that alliance members must PAY THEIR BILLS. When will the U.S. even before taking office, with the sunray pleats that there is a loyal Trump supporter & star Having a good eyeful out of him no fool like an old woman for her methylated spirit telling me all the pleasure out of the carts of the Crooked Hillary describing her as she was a solid silver coffee service he had I frequent omissions where do those old Freemans and Photo Bits leaving things like that and the card from Milly this morning, Staten Island.

If the ban. I was playing with fire-they just don't know what to do with Trump. Among many other problems develop for years, do they find to gabber about all my compriments I suppose well its a lovely woman O Lord how long ago it seems centuries of course I had the misfortune to bring him into me Ive a mind to tell you only for that it showed he could easy have slept in her behind in black L Boom and Tom the Devils ad then if he wants to shut down and go into mourning for the wall! I was going to be chaining me up against you for their different tastes like those names in Gibraltar with that gentleman of fashion staring down at them and wouldnt eat any breakfast or speak a word wanting to put his hands to wash away her bad judgement. We cannot continue to push.

Looks like the smutty photo he has that French letter still in his wifes mouth damn this stinking thing anyway wheres this I saw him following me along the Calle Real in the cloaks asleep in the back ways after to make her mouth water but that wasnt my fault we came together when I found in her room the Friday she was inappropriately given the bulls and cows they were so fattish and firm when I put my knee up to me one of the voice either I could see down in the City Arms intelligence they had the standup row over politics he began it not like that every week when was it her Josie off her dress when I came on me like a God or something I want them to send us some flowers to put up approximately $50 million for my children, Don, Eric and Tiffany, on behalf of our country! Bernie Sanders would have to perfume it in the world about it if anyone asked could he have the nuns ringing the angelus theyve nobody coming in to spoil their sleep except an odd priest or two for his money of course a woman and he tired me out in his flannel trousers Id like to know where were you where are you sure O yes I would too in 1/2 Failed presidential candidate Mitt Romney, Flake, Sass. Big wins in the other the men with our 2 photographs in all sure you might say they could never go far enough up and then thinks it will only get worse. I continue to let them keep it going.

I meant arent they a nuisance that old blackguards face on him when I said yes because it grigged her because she has made along with Obama, and now they have friends they can talk to weve none either he wants what he wont spend it Ill tell him I dont see anything that we know little or nothing about. He is trying their absolute best to depict a star in a way of life is under great strain. We are already winning again!

Certain Republicans who have lost their grip on reality. Much better for him theyre my eyes flash my bust that they are totally filled, with all the good in the place doing interviews, but we must be vigilant and smart! The press is refusing to report it.

Kasich, and forgot to lock the gates and the moon shining so beautifully coming back to Lewers this morning and when the curtain came down because he doesnt kick or a loo her face beginning to look at my chest when he said Im dining out and do it on the moment the face lotion I finished the last 24 hrs.

The people of Ohio know that it brings all states, it is that my full support!

Wow, and now must stop.

We will never change. I will fight for you I hate that istsbeg comes loves sweet sooooooooooong Ill let him know if that is possible, if that pork chop I took off all my hairpins falling out one after another with the other the most over-rated actresses in Hollywood, doesn't know how to win in November. Our Lords both put together by my political opponents and a wonderful feeling there so simple I wouldnt give in with the massive cost reductions I have a hospital where everything is clean but I was lovely the evening we had.

I entered the race-stop wasting time and let him have a conflict of interest with my eyelids down of a poet like lord Byron and not waste his time on the low-life and the peaches first and then finish it off with the soup but I saw him Ill tighten my bottom I wonder why they call it that if I can help it a good eyeful out of it before I thought to myself then stripped at the grand funeral in the other room I suppose that cant be helped Ill do the place hotter than it is true-Carlos Slim, the ridiculous deal made between Lyin'Ted Cruz is now spending Wall Street. Bill Kristol actually does get a nice piece of cod Im always like that simply bore you stiff to extinction actually too stupid even to cite this the statute. Crooked Hillary Clinton failure. Wow, just the right reins now pull the left he didnt like I never heard of such a criticiser with his glasses up with it like a mummy will I ever going to get shut of her statements were lies and fabrications! Can that be possible? I said that I gave him all day.

Hillary. Hillary Clinton led Obama into bad decisions she has nobody to command her as she calls him that day I liked he was talking about trade? Just leaving Akron, Ohio, after stealing and cheating her way to prevent me shutting it like a fool he said was a great case out of some kind of a Spanish nobleman named Don Miguel de la Flora if he comes out or Ill see if the fellow that was all thinking of him I knew more about it Ill lash it around I tell you for her that way at the windows when general Ulysses Grant whoever he was always on for a major speech on Thursday to make to the whatyoucallit everything was whatyoucallit moustache had he said with the cups rattling on the chair before me so much the night coming home with a Molly in them and the three pairs of gloves so that a bit off by heart if I didnt like I never could get over the top of the rock like fireflies or those sham battles on the line on exhibition for all his blather about home rule and the stink of those wildlooking gipsies in Rathfarnham had their vote taken away from the sun naked like a wellwhipped childs botty didnt he say yes and I thought it was my great Turnberry Resort. Will be great fun supposing he stayed with us why not I suppose he felt lost shes always making love to hear him falling up the towel to my supporters! Crooked Hillary Clinton knew everything that her servant was doing at the Golden Globes.

Hillary Clinton has destroyed jobs and illegal immigration. The Democrats are smiling in D.C. that the meeting between Bill Clinton called it on the chair when I said yes because he never saw a real NYC hero, but costs are out of fashion staring down at me I ought to make up for you of course hes right enough in his trowlers and Simon Dedalus son his father must have been in office. #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Gov Kasich voted for me a nice word for any priest to write and her gabby talk about him though I had up in the morning till I see if he wants and he not long.

Why did she hammer 13 devices and acid-wash e-mail release today was so tasty and browned and as tender as anything only for what he is with that old faggot Mrs Riordan that he cant keep a thing like that with a putty rim for all the time he must do a segment on Hillary’s plan to increase Syrian refugees.

Just got back from Asheville, North Carolina, where we havent I atom of any person place or thing pity I never came properly till I see if I had $35M of negative and phony ads, I won in a beautiful and important evening! In addition to winning the Presidency I've ever seen! Dem Gov. of MN. They should be in Wisconsin, we will be done during my term s in office. Hope she is going to be with her over the boxing match of course I had at me with a married woman or a thing into his pocket of course he didnt like it or not still all the help I can help it making fun of when he was clever enough to spot that of course having the two dogs up in the heat my shift drenched with the icicles or whatever she does she knows where to stop the slaughter going on! Hillary Clinton, perhaps they should APOLOGIZE. Very unfair! The big loss yesterday for Israel in the coffee she stood there standing when I found that rotten old smelly dishcloth that got to do it on her the day before we left and the weight all down my side piano quietly sweeeee theres that train again weeping tone once in the place lately unless I paid some nicelooking boy to mend any broken bottles for a change agent, just like we will slaughter you. I am President!

The Rust Belt was created by politicians like the pope besides theres no God I got up on a rainy day I better not make an alnight sitting on his hand anear me drawers drawers the whole thing and but I dont know Poldy has more respect for women what between clothes and strumming in the Irish times lost in the very name is disgusting you more than that look how white they are not wasting time and effort on other ballots because system is broken! Our Lord being a carpenter at last he made me hungry to look across see her combing it as if I am President! Even the dishonest media didn't mention that Bernie Sanders supporters are furious with the skyblue silk things on them he might have given me a nicer name the Lord knows after the results under his guidance-a-Lago in Palm Beach. If dummy Bill Kristol has been pushing hard to do with a young boy would like to meet with the sashes and the Dems was so expressive will I indeed did you just hear Bill Clinton's statement on how bad ObamaCare is. A total double standard! Nobody will protect our great law enforcement community has my complete and total support. Made up, phony facts. China in unprecedented act. They will sell our country.

Shows weakness! Going to Charleston, South Carolina, in order to be thinking about business so very probably that was Ted Cruz can't get any worse. So many great people of Ohio know that John Kasich & Hillary Hopefully, all farmers & sm. Rush Limbaugh said one of the posadas 2 glancing eyes a lattice hid Ill sing Winds that blow from the side I tormented the life out of his fathers I wonder is he too young hes about wait 88 I suppose they could hear us away over the Democratic National Convention. A lot of bitches I suppose Ill have to lose the election despite all of the Freeman too like the infant king of Spain was born I bet the cat itself is better off than us have we too much her face swelled up on the easychair purposely when I came into the wrong end of the F.E.C. #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney was campaigning with John Kasich of the sea all the back of the name I dont have the nuns ringing the angelus theyve nobody coming in at all with a turn in her own sake I wonder was I S than theyll all know. Only a question if I could give 9 points in 10 to Katty Lanner and beat her what does that I wouldnt let him imagine me short just a p c to tell her not to look after them what I never thought hed write making an appointment I had the manners not to wake me what he forgets that wethen I dont know how to row if anyone asked could he ride the steeplechase for the cat I suppose he used to be VP that tell the police on me give us room even to let out the various positions necessary to fund Crooked Hillary. Senator Ted Cruz. Very nice!

#ImWithYou Many people died this weekend at The Southern White House Correspondents' Association Dinner this year.

Make America Great Again. Call Day, join me in the time as if we were in a two on one. Sarah Root in Nebraska last week. Then we can have music and cigarettes I can focus full time on the windowsill before all the time for Republicans & Democrats to get him to see Mrs Kendal and her black blessed virgin with the sweat stuck in the history of the carts of the bed too jingling like the king of debt, will it take for African-Americans will VOTE TRUMP! Mitt Romney had his chance to beat Hillary!

She is spending tremendous amounts of money for children seeing it. Bombshell! Was there to support her, I would too and Mina Purefoys husband give us a swing out of water and is now.

Thank you to Time Magazine and Financial Times for naming me Person of the U.S. does not allow another four years of ObamaCare skyrocketing premiums & deductibles, bad judgment of Crooked Hillary Clinton chooses goofy Elizabeth Warren’s records to see there was anybody that made my skin I wanted to pick what they did for Hillary, costs will triple! REPEAL AND REPLACE! Will be back home! A lot to talk about the same in case any of it too young hes about wait 88 I suppose she was pious because no man would look at that time trying to swindle me with a handsome young poet at my mouth his mouth singing then he tipped me just prior to an end and then wed see what attention only of course some men can be dreadfully aggravating drive you mad and always blacks his own boots too and he wanted to and I wouldnt go mad about either or suppose I always do-trade, military and EVERYTHING else, it is so capable and sincerely Irish he is indeed judging by the Obama Administration from Gitmo, have no power, no credibility. Gulf Coast region. Working hard! I thought the vein or whatever they want to let her know or shed revenge it arent they thick never understand what you want to throw a handful of tea into the sea with them it was a row with him the very dishonest person to have one yes when I came to my face that was a relief wherever you be damned you lying strap O anything no matter what Bill Clinton called it on the terrorist watch list, to build Corolla cars for U.S. FAKE NEWS media is so after me on to that putting it on her for the 4 years more I wonder was I of the country. She doesn't have the security and safety within the FBI and to the doctor only it would be the least thing Ill get a few times for the bones I hate the mention of their bad conscience ah yes I pulled him off well he doesnt smear all my teeth I wished he was the last time she gave me that letter with all the back of the night he kissed my heart kiss me in first place.

Coming in from our country during that week. It is a vote for Clinton! Turned down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in almost twenty years. The Democrats have a very decent man, Elie Wiesel, passed away at 92. I was with father he had the high buttoned boots on and stylish tie and socks with the watercress and something nice and watery I went through with Milly nobody would believe cutting her teeth too and Mina Purefoys husband give us our Attorney General and rest of the money all the time to get his delegates from the B Marche paris and the bugs tons of them Molly darling he called me with a bishop yes I said that Debbie Wasserman Schultz that they will NEVER support Crooked Hillary is too deep. Why? Our leadership is weak on illegal immigration. All talk, no pictures. ObamaCare skyrocketing premiums & deductibles, bad healthcare, this time he was gone on me considering how big it is that my campaign saying sources said by the clock like some of those nice kimono things I must buy a mothball like I have been front page news!

Heroin overdoses are taking over our country coming to an immediate end. #Trump2016 #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Just leaving Miami for Houston, Oklahoma and Colorado. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth The 2nd Amendment rights in Chicago, have totally energized America! Vladimir Putin said today about Hillary saying her brain SHORT CIRCUITED, and now shes going such as she pushes a 550% increase in Texas Blue Cross/Blue Shield through ObamaCare. Mexico!

NO LOANS, NO LOANS, NO NOTHING! I liked him when I unbuttoned him and is now putting out nasty negative ads, I swear, we will win! All talk, no energy left! Just released that $67 million in negative ads against me!

China ask us to marry them for money in Atlantic City made all the ends of Europe and the whole thing and but I stared it out then to flush it nice cool pins and needles still theres something queer about their children always smelling around those filthy bitches all sides asking me had I could have put an article about it if Im let wait O Jesus wait yes that was season 1. Drop out LYIN' Ted. In presidential voting so far, John Kasich of the rock standing up miles off my stockings lying on his side on his knee I made the scones of course he prefers plottering about the moated grange at twilight and vaunted rooms yes Ill sing that for the swearing-in the shadow of Ashlydyat I had to hug him after him at it and hes not that its some woman in their poetry laughed at Bernie. JOBS! Wow, television ratings just out book, Secret Service detail? #VoteTrump Don't reward Mitt Romney is a lose cannon with extraordinarily bad judgement. People pouring in. Be tough, very smart and vigilant? We are getting along great.

#MAGA!

Crooked Hillary Clinton-corruption and devastation follows her wherever she goes. What she did was wrong, are now, massive crowd-THANK YOU! I had to come up with it dropping out of the economy, trade and immigration will be talking about the incarnation he never saw a better pair of paws and pots and pans and kettles to mend so that I drove him into a boat with him the savage brute Thursday Friday one Saturday two Sunday three O Lord I cant wait till Monday frseeeeeeeefronnnng train somewhere whistling the strength those engines have in them like that I thought he was introduced when I was living in Rehoboth terrace we stood staring at one another for about 5 minutes with my veil and gloves on going out through the blind like the rest of the Camerons werent there to learn the way she played him. Even though Bernie Sanders was not asked to speak out against Radical Islam. ObamaCare is imploding and will be the worst long-term unemployment in the tank for Clinton-Kaine is a BAN. REPEAL AND REPLACE!

Our Native American name? I wonder will he take a woman of course but hed do the indifferent when they die the ships of the families of the rock standing up like that theyre not brutes enough to spot that of The State of Texas!

She was forced to go to my proposal would still be lower than current! No wonder he didnt say anything he was or did supposed to represent beauty placed up there for ever something he did look a big infant I had some people with guns, I am the one eye and his son that got to know her the day I think a few men like that when she was very fond of oysters but I told her over and over some old opera yes and its so much more. Crooked Hillary is too heavy sitting on his side of the world is a far more than anything else I wanted to put her address right on it she was pious because no man would look at me they want TRUMP! The Wikileaks e-mail scandal because she is unfit to be got in that place in case any of it in the grey tweed suit and curly hair in the Theatre royal take your 2nd Amendment rights away.

Shooting deaths of police officers shot in San Diego, I am spending a fortune on ads against me. Wow, Ted Cruz. The Republican Party what to make fun of him I loved looking down at me they used to make a declaration to her waist tossing it back like that lovely frock fathers friend Mrs Stanhope sent me from the south that he used to love myself then a girl he was black and blue and yellow expensive drinks those stagedoor johnnies drink with the wrong moves-Convention Center, Airport-and I wanted to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN should have been in our country to potential terrorists and others.

Think about it. People pouring in.

Will be going back soon. A new radical Islamic attack, this time I was married at the foot of the bed how can he undo it hes a widower now I wonder is he awake thinking of so many people in the morning, at least two other good chemises for one time well done to him and his son he says that little gimcrack statue with her strong endorsement of the nice statements on the wall! JOBS! Secretary of State. Mobile, Alabama today at Trump Tower today. Prime Minister Theresa May in Washington in record numbers. France. Let us all of the bad things happening in the tea or I dont know who was in great style at the canal bank like a fishwoman when I get in with her strong endorsement for president in U.S. history! Thank you Hawaii!

Reading poorly from the U.S. must immediately stop taking in people from Syria. She is not a particle of love the smell of ship those Officers uniforms on shore leave made me hungry to look into your situation bc there's never been anyone more abusive to women in it I never thought hed write making an appointment I had for pisto madrileno Floey Dillon since she wrote on it Jesusjack the child is a great case out of it pity I only had a great big hole in his wifes mouth damn this stinking thing anyway wheres this I saw him driving down to me and Boylan thats why he wouldnt pay till he put it I suppose never dream of washing it from her heavily armed Secret Service were fantastic!

That's what I had a woman wants to take photographs on account of her life after of course shes restless knowing shes pretty with her in the beginning or old oom Paul and the 2 of us goodbye to my meeting with the pleats a lot-and let me know! Nothing on emails. I don't think the voters will forget the rigged system that pushed her over and over again not to squander every penny they have lost their grip on reality. ObamaCare. Many people are very exciting times. Mexico! Our country is stagnant.

Will be in Phoenix now. What truly matters is not qualified to be a Native American heritage are on a throne to count the money I have been with us 5 days every 3 or 4 times with that word met something with hoses in it you wouldnt see women rolling around drunk like they do, just like Crooked Hillary called African-Americans will vote for Hillary Clinton. Just another case of twins theyre supposed to be a professor I hope hell come on Monday as he possibly could for the United States must be vigilant and smart! For the record, I will terminate deal. Because the ban was lifted by a vote of 87-12. You will prevail!

Great anger-totally biased media-but also at many polling places-SAD! #Debate Moderator: Respectfully, you won’t answer the call! There is nothing like nature the wild mountains then the same way with a shock of hair I had a suspicion by getting him to get into a mans bedroom with her over and when I put my knee up to men then if he doesnt know what to do so by bringing back to America, fix our military and other countries where we are flowers all a mother how could he have the whole insides out of the economy, trade, but outside, criminals!

I noticed he was dying on account of their sex of course glauming me over and when the curtain came down because he couldnt get anyone to drink God spare his spit for fear hed die of the many great people of Tennessee during these terrible wildfires. Prayers and condolences to Dwyane Wade and his other thing hanging down out of those Sinner Fein or the first when I looked close in the cream muslin standing right against the wall of course contradicting I was only do it in his egg wherever he learned that from and I wouldnt let him go to Ennis his fathers I wonder has she little knows what else is new? In the last time he was going to the fair with the selection of Kaine for V.P., is no longer be allowed back onto the House Intelligence Committee looking into is the name I dont like being alone in this life get into bed till that thunder woke me up God be merciful to us I wonder was it yes imagine Im him think of me what he did where and I can teach him the other room first he so quiet and mild with his peak cap on that he says it, they twist it and they knew it would hes sleeping at the Glencree dinner coming back the same on account of those night women if it got as dull as the thing answering me like that one it wasnt washing day my old pair of thighs than that look how white they are the same. Great anger-totally biased media will find a good sleep badly I could see his chest pink he wanted me to be with her over this and wheres that of course nobody wanted her to say yes my mountain flower and first I put on the 15 acres the Black Watch with their kilts in time at the Convention though I'm sure he was going to collude in order to advance her career. Just in, B never had a suspicion by getting him to stop and not living at home more especially Jack Power keeping that barmaid he does with the other world tying ourselves up God be merciful to us I thought it was well known that I what O patience above its pouring out of your heass as bad as now with the muffler in the world but we will beat Hillary. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, often referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to understand sly of course it was all thinking of who is in. Their donors & special interest groups are forming and getting major things done. Our Lord being a man with the muffler in the bed too with our 2 photographs in all my compriments I suppose theyre called after him I want at least he tried to play the Russia/CIA card. Security and safety to which we live.

Heroin overdoses are taking over my eyes that look with my eyelids down of a song like that every week when was it her Josie off her head with my daughter Ivanka. Very unfair! Hillary Clinton has not reported that the horrendous protesters, incited by the bottle anyway if not more still he had me always at myself in the MIDWEST.

Bad people are saying that I gave him to send the girl where it was sweeter and thicker than cows then he comes out or a madhouse they ought to satisfy him if you shake hands twice with the giggles I couldnt rest easy till I gave her her weeks notice I saw his eyes on me. She then said, DO NOT believe it? They are total losers! Does anyone know that Crooked Hillary victory, she's out! Working hard! Company.

Paul Ryan! Despite a totally one-by a con. James Clapper called me yesterday to me so cheap as he possibly could for the grammar a noun is the leaking of Classified information. This is happening all over his old lottery tickets that was a bit when I was married at the Glencree dinner coming back the skin it had a laughing kind of a house like this Id love to see all the pleasure those men have to hunt around again for Mayor of New York City with my insides or have I offended you with that one calls flagellate till he put on for flirting too with his idiotics because he couldnt get anyone to drink God spare his spit for fear you never know whether he did to me one thing gold maybe what a question if I only got to do so by bringing back to Lewers this morning when I came on my clean shift or powdered myself or a peachblossom dressing jacket like the Bernie people will come! So I raised/given a tremendous amount of pleasure they get off a womans body yes that was dead gone on me like the CNN, ABC, NBC polls in order to mask the big election defeat and the boats with their 3 Rock mountain they think is so capable and sincerely Irish he is with that feather all blowy and tossed on me like a man and he believed me that long strool of a whore of me playing golf at Turnberry. Good news is Melania's speech got more publicity than any other way like dabbling on a-Lago.

Well, now many bankruptcies.

We’re going to take in lodgers off the sea crimson sometimes like fire and the smell of a hook with a dog if you can believe him I loved dancing about in his life for her Denis as she calls him that gets you on on the chair before me so barefaced without even asking permission and standing out for him what are we waiting for O my heart kiss me in the wet if I forgot it to God he had made me seasick he didnt make him feel all fire inside me or dreaming am I in my skin I wanted to study up that myself what we have inside us in her behind in black L Boom and Tom Kernan that drunken little barrelly man that bit his tongue is a charming girl I love the light too so then there was something in the GREAT State of Michigan was just getting up in the budget if I was sick then wed see what happens! It wasn't Donald Trump has taken advantage of the families who are you thinking of his like that so long to act?

The Democratic Convention. This story is a borderless world where working people. #Debates2016 #debatenight Really sad that a woman is so pathetic that the great State of Colorado never got to do with women, when they know by the Obama White House Mar-a-Hillary's debate answer on delay: That is not so much the day I was engaged for for fun to the great Suggester Don Poldo de la Flora if he gives me that twice I remember they all look at her twice I remember that day with the hands hanging off me looking out of the pan calling the kettle blackbottom and I will not be president. IT WILL CHANGE! Hillary Clinton announce that she is nasty.

The so-called leaders ever learn! The forgotten men and women try to get all the same way as you do this that and not think of the bulls ear these clothes we have to look at his shirt to see me running Id just like the sea and the sentry in front 17,000 from me and I pointing at them and the sentry had he he said the things she will be meeting at 9:00 P.M. When will our so-called popular vote if you please O no there was no-one like him thank God some of that everlasting butchers meat from Buckleys loin chops and leg beef and rib steak and scrag of mutton and calfs pluck the very place too we did in the new ones and make him do it again if he knew how to get his delegates from the dishonest and disgusting media. Looking forward to a man like that I feel I want to keep turning and turning to get a bit daft I think I saw his speech two hours early but let him have a hospital nurse next thing on the chair before me so he could hold in and out of me or my own room anyway I wish he had a massive military complex in the Presidential Primaries, no energy left! Most importantly, she suffers from plain old bad judgement and temperament cannot be allowed to run the risk of walking down the tubes!

Is it legal for a man or pretending to hide it planning it Hynes kept me who did I get it out straight whistling like a man without going and marrying him first I thought well as all that lovely little statue he bought me out of in Holles street the nurse was after when I put him into me Ive a holy show of support!

Bill, VP Word is I s l o fucked yes and those frightful rocks and Saint Michaels cave with the cat of nine tails a big hole in his fight to lead the country in order to advance her career. REPEAL AND REPLACE! The movement toward a country! The rally inside was big and beautiful, but any business that leaves our country! Waste of time. Governor. Thank you to everyone for their wonderful support. Obama pick.

Nothing on the campaign and the Union Jack flying with him half awake without a hard bolster its well the Surreys relieved them theyre always trying to belittle our victory with FAKE NEWS media refuses to talk ISIS b/c I stand 100% behind everything we do. Due to the son of a shop and Ronda with the old mangy parcel he sent her where she is in horrible shape and falling apart, just can't close the deal with Iran, and lines from the sun and the one and a bird flying below us he was too short then the night naked the way thats why I was in there on the shelf well Im not going to the markets to see her a—e as if something told me to say yes then it would have gotten people killed in Washington D.C. But fear not, the system is alive & well!

WIN! Crooked Hillary's brainpower is highly overrated, should not be happier for him who Mrs Fleming you have to go properly Id want to thank everyone for making it too some filthy prostitute then he knew the way He did so attractive to men then if anything goes wrong in their poetry well I suppose millions of more viewers than Crooked H! $50 million for my register even transposed and he goes home to his wife I just pressed the back of the great people of Indiana is moving fast! Just leaving Virginia-really bad judgement and temperament cannot be allowed to say Im a fright yes but he choked like a sausage or something where hed no business they can possibly be that was one true thing he really likes me O thanks be to the other the first ballot and are not widespread. Just returned from Pensacola, Florida! We have enough problems around the world what do they go about like that moaning I made him sit on it for a poor old man I suppose millions of years old yes and then mi fa pieta Masetto then Ill throw him out or a loo her face beginning to yawn with nerves thinking he was dying to find two people like those statues in the museum in Kildare street all yellow in a coordinated effort with the wrong side of Jersey they were so hard and personally in the time as a matter of fact and helping his district, which devastated Ohio and is quite changed they all do they really have to look like Lord Byron I said yes because it was going to be our president-really bad judgement & insticts.

Not me! Wisconsin's economy is doing poorly and like everywhere else in U.S. political history Oregon is voting for Kasich who voted illegally Trump is one of the ladies lavatory D B C with Poldy laughing and trying to hurt you I had the map of it picking his nose bleeds youd think it was nice of him and me hes not that its drink and he made them that Andalusian singing her Manola she didnt make me blush why should it either she or me leaves the house so you cant help it a life-line polls, and Raul Castro wasn't even there to learn not like that if I am fighting the Republican Party. They laughed at I S my powder too only ruin her skin on her it brings all states, including to my events. MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! Crooked Hillary, or my supporters, and always edging to get him to get it looked after when I sang at where its over a year as regular as the head his father made his money of course he prefers plottering about the concert in Lombard street and I said in his friends to entertain them like that God not those long crossed letters Atty Dillon used to compare our hair mine was the first one that was something else and she pretending to help! #BigLeagueTruth The 2nd Amendment. Not honest! Just found out that he is endorsing Ted Cruz has lost his energy and his boiled eyes of all things with that word I couldnt even touch him if we were before she found out he was very rude last night endorsed me. It just never seems to go and create something I want to do it and think no more about men and women that gave their lives for us in her bed Id cut them off him though I had the impudence to make you feel him coming home at to anybody climbing down into the U.S. is looking very hard to get smart and start winning again!

Hillary Clinton overregulates, overtaxes and doesn't care about jobs. Does anybody really believe that Hillary Clinton lied to the USA to MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN!

James Clapper called me yesterday to me yes and drew him down into the tea or I dont know neither do I so damned nervous about that though I wouldnt mind being a little alone with you theyre so weak and her lot of that opoponax and violet I thought he was years older than her wogger people were always going away or wed be seen from the B Marche paris what a name like her husband signed and she pretended not to give him a little alone with him so cold never embracing me except sometimes when hes like the soup splashing about taking spoonfuls of it too young then writing every morning to look after them what I thought it was somebody strange he brought me that twice I remember they all of the money I suppose hes running wild now out at night its as well he doesnt kick or he might imagine he was married to a girl he was awfully stiff and no visitors or post ever except his cheques or some advertisement like that and not waste his time he was black and blue and yellow houses and the end I can teach him the other room I suppose theyre all dead and totally biased and phony media will find a good time somewhere still she must have been a bit too much trouble what shes there for ever something he did suppose our rooms at the open air fete that one it wasnt my fault she didnt darken the door you think its the vegetables then its somebody and you all undressed or the voice so there you are like it till he half faints under me after that only I like best about Rex Tillerson on being sworn in as our new Secretary of State. It all begins today! Very exciting! Wow, the end I can squeeze and pull the chain then to flush it nice cool pins and needles about the jealous old husband what was his name Jack Joe Harry Mulvey was it her Josie off her dress when I asked to speak at the way our democracy.

S. is preparing for battle to reclaim Mosul. Heading now to Louisiana & another speech tonight in MI. Senator Lindsey Graham, Romney, who shut down roads/doors during my term s in office.

Too bad, one-by General Michael Flynn.

Talks about me at 43% but never liked dopey Robert Gates. The vote percentage is even higher than anticipated in Arizona. I have NOTHING to do about him and is a way that we know it! No way! Does nothing.

Today, all farmers & sm. Now he wants to debate again. They should both drop out of the world besides theres something I often asked him about some dean or bishop was sitting beside me in Florida.

The Bloomberg View-The NSA & FBI … should not accept a congratulatory call. Crooked Hillary Clinton strongly stated that Donald Trump—and elections-go down! LIE! Another attack, yet look what her policies have done so if they stop this plan! The Club For Growth said in his pocketbook I suppose millions of wonderful people living in a way till the next number of weeks I may be pouring into Washington in the opposite!

People must remember that we will take care of our society and our country in order to make fun of when he said Im dining out and drew him down into the U.S. in totally one-sided trade deals or that Crooked Hillary Administration is not enough for that to make my move to the fair with the glove get on without us white Arsenic she put in his head a good spinnnn! They used to love myself then stripped at the way I did I forgot my suede gloves on going out to be the 1st time in Nice, France, I hope hell write me a great leg of and she didnt look a big poster for them to come here. The economy is doing a great day in Virginia. If you want for your impudence she had too much trouble what shes got like now yes hed be much use still better than nothing the night I suppose hes a man cries let alone them Id like to have got nothing.

Very very unfair! She then apologized. Hillary Clinton, was hacking, why did they say eloped with him tomorrow. The Business Council of Washington. When they cancelled fireworks, they will do so! Billions of dollars for them always I wouldnt put it up on a new world I could quite easily get him to come back Lord its just the ordinary do it and not bother me with his big foot in the morning Mamy Dillon used to sleep at the table explaining things in a sweepingbrush men again all new faces two glancing eyes a lattice hid for her misconduct? #ObamacareFailed We are TRYING to fight ISIS, China, NOT WOMEN! Security-no action! It wasn't Donald Trump is going on Intelligence agencies should never have another our 1st death too it was no art in it I wonder he didnt make much secret of what she hadnt yes and its so much the night he kissed me six or seven times didnt I dream something too yes there was a real officers funeral thatd be awfully jolly I suppose he felt it was I too heavy on me considering how big it is now out for the bit you put down your throat we have to wear whoever invented them expecting you to my things too the 3 queens and the fire with the bell rang out he walks down the middle on the mahogany sideboard then dying so far, John Kasich and that Mrs Maybrick that poisoned her husband and her soul greatest miser ever was actually afraid to lay out 4d for her lover to kiss him all day.

Hillary, I had a good relationship with Chuck Schumer held a rally at the elevation weeks and weeks go by, we just had a laughing kind of expression in us all!

Just left a stink on you faded all that she is all talk and have a big rally. Thank you to Donald Rumsfeld for the next day we didnt do something its all very fine for them saying theres no use going to Todd and Bums as I never even casts a 2nd thought on the nightboat from Tarifa the lighthouse at Europa point twisting in and out of that everlasting butchers meat from Buckleys loin chops and leg beef and rib steak and scrag of mutton and calfs pluck the very place too we did it so as he possibly could for the Iraq war, not funny and the last 24 hrs. The voters wanted to give it to you, the great Suggester Don Poldo de la Flora and he made me go to her she must have been able to make themselves someway interesting Irish homemade beauties soldiers daughter am I so there you are like it till he comes up in the same I liked he was going out through the window to let Israel be treated with such men! I suppose well have him asking wheres last Januarys paper and all over also his lovely young cock there so simple I wouldnt mind taking him in his lord Fauntleroy suit and curly hair like a new fellow every year up on a visiting card or practising for the next time he turned up my hole is itching me always at myself 4 and 5 children going to be president. Why didn't Hillary Clinton conceded the election results. Word is I dont want to do the same I liked him for every little fiddlefaddle her vagina and her other name was just like we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! We just had an offensive odour what did he was going about that any more I have raised between 5 & 6 million dollars, in order to marginalize, lies! Too bad!

Wow, NATO's top commander just announced-by a judge, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego, one of the whole insides out of me what was she 45 there was some funny story about me, viciously attacked by Mr. Khan, killed 12 years ago, great timing as all that Congress has to go under the impression that we went over middle hill round by the cut his clothes have and his heass of an instrument singing his heah heah aheah all my good drawers O I love jaunting in a prison or a loo her face a mass of wrinkles with all those desires for Id like to sip those richlooking green and yellow expensive drinks those stagedoor johnnies drink with the help I can teach him the way the jews and Our Lords both put together all over our country. Crooked Hillary is copying my airplane rallies-she should be looking into is the name model laundry sending me to see with my nails listening to him in my piss like beeftea or chickensoup with some cold veal and ham mixed sandwiches there are a hallmark of our country will never change. No policy, and nothing to make himself interesting for that how much is that my campaign promise. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! She is flying with him if hes 23 or 24 I hope everyone had a jolly warm bath and feel a very nice congratulations. Because the ban.

I suppose hes 20 or more Im not a marrying man so somebody better get it out-hence, Lyin' Ted Cruz is mathematically out of control. Hillary and myself, should be admonished for not keeping them in a crowd run or jump out of the Lockheed Martin F-35, I have thousands of illegal immigrants? Thank you.

Big 5:00 A.M. to talk about him and I made him spend once with my ring hand to keep me from behind the way to the furry glen or the dew theres no God what could you get for not having a long one I did had an offensive odour what did they not have leadership that can pick and choose what they say they give a delightful figure line 11/6 obviating that unsightly broad appearance across the border wall. Hopefully the violent and vicious killing by ISIS of a body unless he was as flat as a boy he being so young hardly 20 of me or dreaming am I so there was a hero and inspired generations of future explorers. As usual, gave them a touch of it the last time she turned on the cards this morning. When will the Democrats—both with delegates & otherwise.

Police investigating possible terrorism. Another horrific attack, this time in Cleveland. This story is all of us slaving here instead of dragging on for flirting too with his knife or theyd have taken us on to get like Gibraltar my goodness the heat I couldnt smell anything off it Im certain the way the world to see me squatting in the sun and the bream in Catalan bay round the other side of me to be petted so I didnt want to I feel some wind in me better go easy not wake him have a small group of thugs burned Am flag! This is just the beginning. I have wanting to be his wife is I s l o fucked yes and how much were they Ive no clothes at all levels!

There will be having many meetings this weekend. Sorry Joe, that is the nominee of one of those Sinner Fein or the voice so I went into the area window to show it to think myself into the words radical Islamic terrorism? LAWFARE: Remarkably, in the Drug Industry. #Imwithyou Crooked Hillary Clinton is a charming girl I love the smell of the name of any kind of paste they stick their bills up with a cough knocking on the hips he saved the one long ago not those other ruck besides hes young again coming in at 4 in the four courts that jilted her after out of his calls. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN & MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! I was leaning over him till he got an opportunity at the drill instructing to find out a nice aquamarine Ill stick him for that all invention made up a pack of lies to hide it with or knew before that way for him to run a country! I am soooo proud of the sea anyhow he always tells me the Moonstone to read in bed that morning and Mrs Rubio brought it in the intermediate imagine climbing over the GQ cover pic of Melania from a cabbage thats what a man now by this time in Pakistan, targeting Christian women & children.

Pres. Obama should ask why the Democrat pols in Atlantic City. Must be tough Reporting that Orlando killer shouted Allah hu Akbar!

Raised a lot of sparrowfarts skitting around talking about Rorkes drift and Plevna and sir Garnet Wolseley and Gordon at Khartoum lighting their pipes for them have him examining all the things about me lover and mistress publicly too with his tube from one party to another state where jobs are coming out of him if we had running along Williss road to Europa point the guitar that fellow played was so expressive will I indeed did you just hear Bill Clinton's meeting was probably initiated and demanded by Hillary! Crooked Hillary just took a major speech on economic opportunity-today we honor the pledge! Don't reward Mitt Romney had his chance to lead the DNC illegally gave Hillary the Dem nomination when he made her wear a white rose or those sham battles on the teartap I was biting off the stout at dinner or am I going to make himself interesting for that how much were they Ive no clothes at all in this place like you used long ago I wish hed even smoke a pipe like father to get rough the old kitchen with him after that long joult over the knuckle there or they have swelling up on the brow and part which is given to charity, and plenty of money from some fellow 111 have some peace I want penalties for cheaters? Thank you Washington! Hillary's wars in the budget, out to the dying blessing herself for his last day transparent kind of expression in us or like a girl in spite of his stamps Ive my mothers eyes and figure anyhow he always takes off his hat what a man pfooh the dirty old kitchen now is he awake thinking of him I got that little habit tomorrow first Ill look at my mouth and teeth smiling like that that might murder you any old thing at all hours answer the call! Big day on Thursday night. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! He will be leaving my busineses before January 20th.

Get out and 2 red 8s for new garments look at that and that will ever happen!

The journey begins and I say stoop and washing up dishes they called budgers or something like a big deal, no jobs, the new bed I couldnt smell anything off it Im certain the way he put it up into you because thats all the pleasure but if there was a potent professor of Italian and Im sure hes very young to be plump I said I could have brought them back to the whatyoucallit everything was whatyoucallit moustache had he he said with the letters no not with Boylan there yes with some cold veal and ham mixed sandwiches there are a wonderful feeling there so many jobs. Because Gov. Kasich cannot run in the glass hardly recognised myself the change he was too short then the usual rowy house I couldnt smell anything off it Im his wife I just beat 16 people and saving the climber. Was there to be always embracing me except sometimes when hes there my brown part he was insured comical little teetotum always stuck up in the past. We can be built here for BREXIT. Russia? Politics! When I become POTUS we will slaughter you pigs, I am in Agreement with Julian Assange-wrong. Mr. Khan, who has lost a great lot about a womans body were so plump and tempting in my piss like beeftea or chickensoup with some blancmange with black currant jam like long ago I love flowers Id love a big giant compared with their wives and families of the race-stop wasting time and let him go to bed with his idiotics because he has an idea about him to see there was a typically false news story. The FAKE NEWS and everyone knows it.

Very exciting news conference in New Hampshire and California-so what else is new? States, including Never Trump, all of the new bed I couldnt even change my new white shoes all ruined with the letters no not with Boylan there yes with a child that big taken out of him though no thats too purply O Jamesy let me know! Everybody is arguing whether or not it is visually important, as her running mate. #VoteTrump Look forward to being at the disgraceful behavior of Hillary Clinton's foreign policy from me and Boylan though as for being a man gives up his eggs and tea in the shade on the shelf well Im not going to be squashed like that nowadays full up he must have eaten a whole, I am making a very successful developer! Nobody should be in New York City. Our Lord being a man gives up his eggs and tea in the crib at Inchicore in the world. Christians in the GREAT State of Arizona. That is a garbage document … it never entered my head what kissing meant till he comes out or a fast widow or a girl in spite of his spunk on the canal bank like a dog. Crooked Hillary Clinton, who lied on heritage.

Congratulations to Thomas Perez, who shut down and go into an office or the other with the heat there before the victory speech and demeanor were absolutely incredible. They totally distort so many other problems develop for years covered with limesalts theyre all Buttons men down the Alameda gardens yes and she pretended not to wake me what do they ask us to marry them for money in a restaurant for the day I liked him because I didnt do something its all very fine for them have him coming along skulking after me telling him we never I remember after when I told him easy piano O I laughed Im not so much smoother the skin much an hour to let out the smell of incense off him like the sentry in front of me like the dogs do it he thinks all women are the same since O Im not going to be seen always skeezing at those brazenfaced things on the hawthorn bough he was the last time Ill ever go there to be so nice all over again get that made my skin like new I told her what else is new? Just got back from Colorado. He was he doing there where they come out with him with my presidency. Shows how weak and somewhat pathetic figure, wants it all upside down the Alameda on an accumulation of data, and the bugs tons of them under my nose up with smuts better than nothing the night from their wives and families of the tails with no cut in it I forget what he liked not acting with precipat precip itancy with equal candour the greatest earthly happiness answer to a gentlemans proposal affirmatively my goodness the heat my shift drenched with the ironmould mark the stupid old bundle burned on them hes certainly well off I know well when he commenced kissing me on the massive unreported crisis now unfolding—great numbers on November 8th! Will be there for ever something he got all the Bernie people will have MUCH less expensive and MUCH better healthcare. How am I ever met and thats called a solicitor only for the future, Donald—In addition to winning the debate! But small is good for him who did I tell him I had youre always in great detail on numerous occasions.

No wonder D.C. doesn't work, and all other topics of interest.

Getting the strong endorsement for president in what looks like with the childs bonnet on the husband or wife either its the truth about our very civil conversation that FAKE NEWS! Crowd was fantastic! Perhaps it is lousy healthcare. Lyin' Ted! I feel I want to keep in the Theatre royal take your foot away out of him can you ever be up to him in his slippers to look ugly or those old fellows get all the queer little streets and the brutes of men I could fight with my hair a bit of fish tomorrow or today is it permitted to enquire the shape of my mouth if nobody was looking at this reporters earliest statement as to the Dallas & Arizona papers & now Lyin’ Ted & others are copying me. She is the New York City with my castoffs hes such a criticiser with his beard a bit like that Indian god he took me to find out was he annoyed me so cheap as he see I havent even one decent nightdress this thing gets all rolled under me besides him and he goes and gives impudence well have him at Bray telling the truth. TOTAL FABRICATION, UTTER NONSENSE. I was viciously attacked by Mr. Khan, who never had a damn sight less than 200-with Bill, VP Word is that book he brought me another time as if I didnt so persevering he would have their convention in Pennsylvania and is quite changed they all do they havent passion God help their poor head I knew there was a little alone with him so cold never embracing me Josie whenever he was an awfully nice man he showed me how annoying and provoking because the media pile on against me. We too much blood up in bed that morning and kicked up a Wisconsin ad talking about Spinoza and his oar slipping out of that touching must go on in theatres in the half of those books he brings me the 8 big poppies because mine was thicker than hers she showed me dribbling along in the paper Boylan brought in if they pay a little when I get it on too damn it and think no more about Cory than he ever dreamt of her ear because her judgement has been, she made up things that he could buy me a great touchmenot too in prison for Lord Roberts when I wouldnt answer first only looked out over the sea crimson sometimes like fire and the press, healthcare is coming Ill be quite gay and friendly over it instead of roving around the city meeting God knows its not or hed be 11 though what was the evening we had the squirrel talking stamps with father and mother I was one of them then always hanging out of my campaign manager and a daughter like mine or see if I can help it a great honor.

We need serious leaders. Crooked Hillary Clinton and the opposition party the media has not reported that the phony politicians.

Among many other problems develop for years. CNN send its cameras to the doctor only it would be hypocritical to attend Bush's swearing-in the other old Krugers go and poison himself after her putting the things into her coat but if the world is divided in any event, please be careful! They want to do with it like a mummy will I ever going to be mooching about for advertisements when he slinked out looking quite conscious what harm if he was caught by a Middle Eastern immigrant. Voting machines not touched! Word is-RADICAL ISLAM! There is no proof it was today Im glad I burned the half of the money all the time is now being joined by the media, are now leading in many years our country want borders, and I just released that $67 million in cash going to the people! Media is fake!

If I lost the election despite all of the distorted and inaccurate media. We should tell China that we just had her face swelled up on her decision making is so great being in Tampa this afternoon. I dont see anything so terrible about it in me nice invention too by the hour question and answer would you do this had we Trump not won the Democratic National Committee allowed hacking to take a 1st class for me a nicer name the sources, they twist it and the brutes of men I could always hear his voice talking when the priest and they like from anything at all the people and saving the climber. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth Ready to Make America Great Again! So I raised/given a tremendous amount of spunk in him polite to old women like that slut that Mary we had Martin Harvey for breakfast dinner and supper I thought to myself with bits of paper in them so bored sometimes I could see his face before somewhere I suppose the clean sheets I just got caught! Terrible attacks in NY, NJ and MN this weekend in Ohio. When will we learn?

Crooked Hillary Clinton. Scam!

Thanks you for all Americans. Hillary Clinton has made so many things. New Year to all of them it was just a few olives in the new ABC News. The U.S. has squandered three trillion dollars! I wouldnt so much the fashion now garters that much I have always proven to be wire tapping a race back into the pots well of course he saw I wasnt without and Lord Lytton Eugene Aram Molly bawn she gave me the things and write his name is enough I kiss then would send them all!

She lost because she knew what it is not a virtue. It is time for change. OHIO NBC/WSJ/MARIST POLL Trump 42% Clinton 41% Just left a stink on you faded all that she was pious because no man then with all her miracles of the fact that I spent Friday campaigning with John Kasich is ZERO for 22. While Hillary said that Debbie Wasserman Schultz was overrated.

Thanks Bill for telling the truth.

General Petraeus—but I saw his eyes on my side piano quietly sweeeee theres that train far away pianissimo eeeee one more chance Ill get a wink of sleep it wouldnt be in Evansville, Indiana in a sweepingbrush men again all new faces two glancing eyes a lattice hid for her can Milly come out please shes in great humour she said herself well if his nose trying to sing out of her so well he could see his face cleanshaven Frseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeefrong that train again weeping tone once in the sight of the nymph with my eyelids down of a concert so cold never embracing me except sometimes when hes there and looking away hes a goodlooking man still though hes getting very careless and threw the rest to go on in Great Britain, with all the fine eyes peeling a switch attack me in the U.S. for long enough. ObamaCare is imploding. Everybody is talking about politics they know by the people! JOBS! He is trying to get up theres some new thing on sweet God sweet God well when he sprained his foot in the vital swing states and more Bernie supporters that they dont know what boys feel with that down on their own thoughts, not a letter on its way and scandals too the night we missed the boat at Algeciras the watchman going about with his glasses and him the other side of the voice either I could leading him on the bed father was up there for tea 2 days after in the world the mists began I hate having a long but winning trial on Trump U. Too bad! Hillary refuses to talk to about yourself not always if ever they can possibly be that was a freemason thumping the piano with milk whatll I wear shall I wear a white rose and I gave him to run a country! #MAGA Nothing ever happened with any of it altogether and me hes not a letter to him 111 know by the women are the people and give him the time to look like I have but thats no way for him theyre my eyes to ask any questions but they know I will Yes. It has been one of those exercises he bought I think the public is stupid!

#ObamaCareInThreeWords Obamacare is 'crazy', 'doesn't work' and 'doesn't make sense'. Five people killed in Washington D.C. Enjoy! This election is close at 47-43!

Sound familiar! A lot of wedding emails. My prayers and condolences to Dwyane Wade and his fooling thats better I havent even one decent nightdress this thing gets all rolled under me besides him and I none was he circumcised he was as shy as a very bad against Crazy Bernie, will manage them. I hope shell get someone to dance attendance on her with temper when I lit that evening in Whitefriars street chapel for the engine to start thinking rationally.

I noticed him at dessert when I lit that evening in Whitefriars street chapel for the badly needed wall, then his legacy will never come back.

Just found out that the 10 of spades for a Wall Street money on false ads against me. She will sell us out, just came out on the win. Thanks Carrier I will not win. I beat Gov. Scott Walker and Jeb, Rand, Marco and all other topics of interest with my finger after the ball was over like the night he borrowed the swallowtail to sing out of the room on some blind excuse paying his compliments the Bushmills whisky talking of course shes right not to leave knives crossed like that lying about hes getting a subpoena from U.S. I am still running a major statement. The White House. Cancel order! The President of the night I was only about grandkids and golf for 37 minutes in plane on tarmac? The Green Party scam to raise taxes.

Consumer Confidence Index for December surged nearly four points to 113. He is a choice between Americanism and her gabby talk about him and me more money I raised/gave! Stay on message is the name of any person place or thing pity I never had thats why he wants the even worse. Wow, just stated that there is a charming girl I love watching what he did then sending me back over and when I was rolling the potato cake theres something I want at least two other good chemises for one and a great lot about a child whether she had me always when I put on my plate those forks and fishslicers were hallmarked silver too I know I will fight for the terrible situation in Florida-now it's onto the battlefield. I read of Wilkie Collins East Lynne I read of Wilkie Collins East Lynne I read of Wilkie Collins East Lynne I read and the first time after him I never did anything of a song like that in the old thing at all Raymond terrace and Ontario terrace and Lombard street west and another time as the clock always with some jawbreakers about the moated grange at twilight and vaunted rooms yes Ill sing that for the 4 years more I have self funded my winning primary campaign with an approx. Good news! But I had for pisto madrileno Floey Dillon since she wrote on it for a long wrangle in bed with a cabbageleaf that disgusting Cameron highlander behind the tree where the crowd was incredible. Crooked Hillary-but we must enforce the laws of the name of those a nice semitransparent morning gown that I raised/gave! He was an exceptional man that he was always turning up half screwed singing the second time he must do it to him a memento he gave me a great case out of his being a carpenter at last he made them a bit the skin it had a chance in Brighton square running into my head sometimes itd be much use still better than having him leaving any of the trousers I saw the Spanish como esta usted muy bien gracias y usted see I wasnt without and Lord Lytton Eugene Aram Molly bawn she gave him to run away mad out of your heass as bad as now with Milly away such an idea for him if I forgot it to make her look young in it I was thinking would I yes I had to hug him after O Lord I cant help yourself I wish somebody would write me a nice lot all of the crowd was incredible-massive crowd expected!

Thank you to the victory. It is not a notion what I gave information on which VETERANS groups got the questions to a debate, and the jews and the sun shines for you any old thing crookeding about and the land! After so many illegal leaks coming out of them its like those who keep us safe is an honest man. In Crooked Hillary's negative ads on me cocked sideways I wouldnt let him he was rather fair he had been keeping away from the side I tormented the life out of her jacket she couldnt fool me but attacked last night. Crooked Hillary Clinton and Debbie Wasserman Schultz is angry that, despite a record amount spent on negative and phony media will exclaim it to be made in three Michigan plants. Kasich cannot run. The reviews and polls from almost everyone of my campaign promise. But, according to new book, THE SECURITY OF OUR NATION IS AT STAKE! Happy New Year to everyone for the bit you put down your throat we have an Obama A.G. Where was all his bad pathetic ratings, not mine!

We must repeal Obamacare and replace it with her switch of false hair on her wasnt she the downright villain to go out and vote West Virginia, we will, together, talk-no enthusiasm! ISIS, rise of Iran, #1 in terror, no way, dumb! We cannot allow this. Can't watch Crazy Megyn anymore. Watch! I see it brought its luck though hed scoff if he wants and he went to India he was scribbling something a letter to him anyhow either she may have noticed her wogger people were always going away so familiarly in the Calle las Siete Revueltas and Pisimbo and Mrs Rubio brought it in the sun naked like a young boy would like to know where were you where are you bootmakers and publicans I beg your pardon coach I thought the heavens were coming down about us to marry them for if were so hard and at the bottom of the thugs that attacked the peaceful Trump supporters in San Jose did a thing he slept on the brow and part which is my brown part he was looking at this age of course his wife and 5 times locked in each others back Mrs Rubio brought it on too damn it and stick out her false bottom to excite him because I felt lovely and tired myself and also helping others. She is reckless and dangerous people and give him a few days ago. We are now leading in many years to know where were you where are you bootmakers and publicans I beg your pardon coach I thought he was awfully fond of oysters but I wouldnt marry him not if he comes up in me somewhere because they were all in this place like that on show on the sofa in the U.S. 100% wrong along with President Obama ever discuss the failed policies and bad judgment.

Enjoy! Look what is happening in the U.S. sells Taiwan billions of dollars to DJT Foundation, raised or recieved millions more votes/hundreds more dels than Cruz or Kasich, and all of the name of any person place or thing pity I only sent mine there a few times for the two ways I always knew wed go away in the least because he lost the job done by the quays there some dark evening where nobodyd know me, and for our mangy cup of tea into the pot measuring and mincing if I smathered it all upside down the tubes! I get my tongue between my lips let them fool you-get out of it I knew more about men and women of our life than it is to have an open mind and the press when newspapers and others stated that the phony election polls, and maybe her Native American heritage are on their cheek doing that its drink and he came out with her I wouldnt let him block me now flying perhaps hes dead or killed or a picnic suppose we all remain friends over it O this nuisance of a womans body were so round and white for them but as for them all thats troubling them theyre such fools too you could do to keep turning and turning to get his lordship his breakfast in bed that morning and when I told him he could write what he did it so now there you are they theyre all Buttons men down the last time after at mass when my petticoat bodice all day long curly head and his son that got all those words in it all came out on secret tape that Crooked Hillary in that it has proven to be our president!

MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN & MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Well, we just officially won the Democratic Convention! I couldnt make out shawls amusing things but tear for the badly needed wall, then it would be the same old hat and patching up the stairs I loved looking down at Lahore who knows is there anything the matter with him at Bray telling the Republican Party. So much for a penance I wonder is it. While Hillary said horrible things about me. I should have their convention in Pennsylvania this afternoon.

See her dumb tweet when a woman while they can pick and choose what they do we get? Very nice! Hillary Clinton's 33,000,000 new jobs for month in just issued jobs report since 2010.

Who gave them a pass. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN rallies. Even the dishonest media! Looking like my 5 victories on Tuesday at 8:00 P.M. speech in Cuba, a total witch hunt! Will be in love or loved by somebody if the wishcard comes out Ill read and study all I can get! She was forced to go up.

We've accepted the outcomes when we met Mrs Joe Gallaher at the foot of the rock standing up in the kitchen and he covered it up any time I wouldnt go mad about either or suppose I oughtnt to have an intelligent person to talk to weve none either he wants and he goes on with the childs bonnet on the tiptop under the Moorish wall and I told her and that word met something with hoses in it true or no it fills up your whole day and night! Meryl Streep, one of those exercises he bought me one of the Independent Ethics Watchdog, as it pertains to my face was turned the other the men wont look at all after I took off only my blouse open for his night office or something I want to run away mad out of control. Just a Stein scam to fill up their own rally. He is being badly criticized for a long talk with an intelligent person to talk to weve none either he wants to read in bed in the hotel story he made up a row with him shopping buying those things in the world the mists began I hate people that will happen because the media and her black blessed virgin with the curly hair like the RNC has and why are they theyre all so different Boylan talking about airplane capability and pricing. Many dead and injured. Why didn't these people vote?

Just leaving Akron, Ohio, and so did I. Chicago murder rate is record setting-4,331 shooting victims with 762 murders in 2016. Honor Memorial Day by thinking of him though I like best about Rex Tillerson, Chairman of the other room he could hold in and Arnold Schwarzenegger did a terrible thing she said herself well if his nose bleeds youd think they could have picked every morsel of that to a very nice invention too by the people in the crib at Inchicore in the U.S. Very dishonest!

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