It’s so interesting to me in tfota that the characters with 'bad' reputations, Jude and Cardan, who are known for being antagonistic/defiant/hostile and cruel/wicked respectively, are the ones who have morals for the things that matter – i.e. their loyalty, the way they freed the human slaves, how angry they got seeing taryn/nicasia cry and how ready they were to fight because of it. Whereas the characters with outwardly 'better' reputations, Taryn and Locke, who are known for being sweet/nonaggressive/compliant and charming/the 'nicer one' respectively, are ironically the ones who prove to have poor morals when it matters, i.e. by betraying those who trust them, and showing little regard for things like loyalty and honour.
It's so interesting and for me at least seriously riled me up to read, because for taryn/locke it's like, you act like you're good but you're actually awful, whereas for jude/cardan it's, you act like you're awful but you're actually good.
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Bros jerking off but Idk how to write that shit in first person pov so bare with me
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"𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐..𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍.......𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙴!"
𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖..𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 '𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍' 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜....𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚗...𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐...𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚠𝚎 𝚍𝚘...
𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚝𝚢...𝚒 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚖..𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚎𝚝.
"𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚛-𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜...𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎.."
"𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕-"
"𝙵𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚘𝚝"
"....𝚑𝚊𝚑....𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝?"
"𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒-𝚒-𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗..𝚝"
-𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙- 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙- 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙
"𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜"
"𝙵𝚊𝚐-"
"𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑"
𝙸 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢 𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘. 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜...𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍. 𝙸𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝.
"𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝..."
"𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚠𝚘..."
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚙, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚐 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜...𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚝. 𝙵𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎
"𝙸𝚖 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎....", 𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜
"𝚃𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚡𝚝....𝚜𝚘. 𝚆𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚜, 𝚒𝚍 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚝."
"𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎?"
"𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚍...𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍"
𝚃𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙, 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚍. 𝙸 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎.
ʏ/ɴ: ᴛᴏʙʏ? ʜɪ, ʜᴏᴡ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀɪᴠᴇ? ɪ ᴀssᴜᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴇᴅ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏs"
𝙵𝚞𝚌𝚔.
ᴍᴇ: ɪᴍ ғɪɴᴇ. ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɪᴛ. ᴡʀᴋɪɴɢ?"
ʏ/ɴ: ʏᴜᴘ! ᴏɴ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ....ɪᴛs sᴜᴄʜ ᴀ sʟᴏᴡ ᴅᴀʏ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ, ɪғ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀsɴᴛ ᴘᴀʏᴅᴀʏ ɪᴅ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ
ᴍᴇ: ᴍᴍ....
ᴡᴇ sʜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜʀ ᴏᴜᴛɪɴɢ
ʏ/ɴ: ᴏᴏᴏ ɪᴍ ᴅᴏᴡɴ! ɪ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴀɴ ɪᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇ
ᴍᴇ: sᴜʀᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ɢɪʀʟ
"𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚗"
"𝚖𝚖"
-
"𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐..𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑?"
-𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐- 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐- 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐
"𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍..."
"𝚝𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚙...𝚌𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝....𝚒𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕"
-𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙-
"𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝..𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝...𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑"
"𝚏𝚘𝚛? 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚎𝚖"
"𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢. 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊"
-𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚜-
𝚃𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗, 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚖 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚡 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚎 𝚒 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢...𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊'𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠...𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝
"𝚑𝚎𝚑...𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎..."
"𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚙,𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢?"
𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖.
-𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚑-
"𝚆𝙷𝙰-𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝚄𝙲𝙺"
"𝙱𝙰𝙱𝚈 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃𝚂 𝙶𝙾𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙾𝙽"
"𝙶𝙴𝚃 𝙾𝚄𝚃"
𝙷𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚞𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍. 𝙸𝚝 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚟𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕.
"𝚊𝚑..𝙰𝚑..𝙰𝙷𝙷𝙷𝙷𝙷𝙷 -💥- ……."
𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝
𝙷𝚎𝚑
"𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎", 𝚝𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜
"𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚞𝚝...𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜...𝚠𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙶𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑"
"𝚠𝚑𝚊-𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛...."
𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑.....𝚁𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎. 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚞𝚜, 𝚁𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏𝚏, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚢. 𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢...𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚞𝚜.
-🎒-
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚍...
-📄-
"𝖦𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍. 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 - 𝗍𝗂𝗆"
"𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙴
......𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐.....𝚊-𝚊𝚜𝚜-𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎"
𝑝𝑖𝘯𝑔
ʏ/ɴ: ʜᴇʏ ᴛᴏʙʏ, ᴇᴠɪᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴍᴇ sʜᴏᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀᴋ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs?
●𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘
-𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍
-𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙- 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙- 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙- 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙
-🚪🚽-
ᴍᴇ: ᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ
𝘜𝘯𝘻𝑖𝑝
ʏ/ɴ: ᴀᴡᴡ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋs....ғᴇʟᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴍᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴡᴇɪʀᴅ..ᴇᴠɪᴇ ᴄʜᴏᴏsᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴇxᴘᴏsɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴏʜ ᴍʏ ɢᴏᴅ
ᴍᴇ: ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇʟsᴇ?
ʏ/ɴ: ʏᴇᴀ.... ᴜʜ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴜᴘ
....
●5 ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏs
-ʀᴇᴀᴅ
"𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔..."
"𝚜𝚘...𝚜𝚘....𝚗𝚗𝚐𝚑...𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢..."
"𝚑𝚊𝚑....𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛...𝚜-𝚜𝚘...𝚖𝚞-𝚞-𝚞𝚌𝚑....𝚖𝚖𝚙𝚑!"
"𝚜𝚑𝚒-𝚒-𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝....𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝...𝚊𝚜𝚔...𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗.."
ʏ/ɴ: ᴛᴏʙʏ?
ᴍᴇ: sʀᴛ ʙsᴜᴜsʏ. ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴄᴇᴜᴛᴇ
"𝚊𝚑 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔...𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔...𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔!...𝚖𝚖𝚗𝚗"
𝘗𝑖𝘯𝑔
ᴛɪᴍ: ᴛᴏʙʏ ɪᴍ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀ, ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀᴀsʜ
"𝙰𝙷𝙷𝙷 𝙵𝚄𝙲𝙺!"
-𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛-
"𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒-𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕...𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚗 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚌𝚔...."
𝙹𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒 𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚙... 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚝....𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝...
-🪣💦-
𝙼𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛...
ᴍᴇ: ɴᴏ. ɪᴍ ʟᴇᴠɪɴɢ. ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛʜʀᴍ ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀ
ᴛɪᴍ: ᴏʜ ғᴜᴄᴋ ᴍᴇ
ᴍᴇ: ʀᴛʜʀ ɴᴏᴛ
𝙵𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚢/𝚗, 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝? 𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚓𝚎𝚛𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗...𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐.......𝚒 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞.
"𝚖𝚖𝚖𝚖 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕.."
"..."
𝙸 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖
"𝚒 𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.."
"𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚝𝚒-𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚗𝚎-𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚒𝚗"
𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚕. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎
𝘗𝑖𝘯𝑔
ʏ/ɴ: ᴋɪɴᴅᴀ ᴍɪss ʏᴏᴜ
ᴍᴇ: sᴜᴄᴋᴇʀ
ʏ/ɴ: >:(
ᴍᴇ:❤
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