𝘏𝘦𝘺 𝘔𝘢𝘯 !

“You know the song ‘Fly Like an Eagle,performed by Seal on the Space Jam soundtrack?” Penned by Levi

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*Stares into the distance at the Far Cry 5 fandom* I miss you,,,,old friend,,,,

[therpmemeshop]

more lines from modern media that are raw as hell

warning: some may be nsfw

insp: x / x

❝ we deserve a soft epilogue, my love. ❞

❝  we are good people and we’ve suffered enough. ❞

❝ violence for violence is the rule of beasts. ❞

❝ when the weight of the world is on your shoulders, you learn. ❞

❝ will you fight? or will you perish like a dog? ❞

❝ welcome to my twisted mind. ❞

❝ i will face god and walk backwards into hell. ❞

❝ you mean the chaos emeralds? ❞

❝ i see now that the circumstances of one’s birth are irrelevant. ❞

❝ it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are. ❞

❝ it’s not about the size of the dog in the fight but about the size of the fight in the dog. ❞

❝ pick a hell and rot there. ❞

❝ we are the timeline that god has abandoned. ❞

❝ do you think that god stays in heaven because he too lives in fear of what he has created? ❞

❝ every day we stray further from god’s light. ❞

❝ you’re about to experience the wrath of a god. ❞

❝ alone on a friday night? god, you’re pathetic. ❞

❝ you sit on a throne of lies. ❞

❝ they don’t decide who you are. you are who you choose to be. ❞

❝ thanks to you, i am saddled with unnecessary… feelings. ❞

❝ i survived because the fire inside me burned brighter than the fire around me. ❞

❝ bold of you to assume i can die. ❞

❝ if you had the chance to change your fate, would you? ❞

❝ it’s a beautiful day outside. birds are singing, flowers are blooming…on days like these, kids like you… should be burning in hell. ❞

❝ despite everything, it’s still you. ❞

❝ in this world, it’s kill or be killed. ❞

❝ i’d sell you to satan for one corn chip. ❞

❝ prove to me that you are strong enough to survive. ❞

❝ i should have killed you when i had the chance. ❞

❝ god won’t let me die. ❞

❝ god gave me depression because if my ambitions went unchecked i would have bested him in hand to hand combat by age 16. ❞

❝ you know i had to do it to em. ❞

❝ it seems you were the one offended, my good bitch. ❞

❝ you will stay who you are, not a perfect soldier, but a good man. ❞

❝ YOU ARE ALREADY DEAD. ❞

❝ the risk i took was calculated, but man, am i bad at math. ❞

❝ this jackassery will NOT stand! ❞

❝ god can’t help you now. ❞

❝ i am a monument to all your sins. ❞

❝ if the world chooses to become my enemy, i will fight like i always have. ❞

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bellytochin·:

“You come here often?”

Lounging along the countertop, Hector’s eyes dart across the man’s frame once, twice, and THREE times before raising back up to his face. Not sure what to think, he stays put, expression sort of blank but CURIOUS over the other.

He looked ALMOST familiar.

“Just a guess, honestly. You look like you OWN the place.” Chin rests in his palm, Hector barely bats an eye when the bartender places his drink beside him on said counter.

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——- Hank was out of place, but only in a mindset. Honestly, he had the look of a guy that would fit right in when it came to hanging around the seedy underbelly of the city. But this was like, Hank was no hardened criminal, and he certainly had no business being here. But he needed help, and he knew the kinda guys he needed would hang around here.         The problem, however, was that he felt weak in the knees for anyone tall, dark, and handsome that came walking up to him. So when Hector spoke to Hank, his carefully built up mask of ‘bad-ass’ guy melted away as he let out a somewhat childish giggle.        ❝ Hah-hi. . . ❞ Thick Chechen accent said, Hank giving a very goofy grin to the other bar patron. Smooth move Hank, already gave yourself up, ❝ Me ? Own place ? Ah, I am glad I give off such powerful energy ! ❞ 

[wasakiller]

i’m just here to have a good time and run a mediocre blog

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Since the Barry rp community has grown so much in the past few weeks, and since I haven’t seen a Discord server floating around yet, I thought I’d make one.  This is a NO STRESS, out of character, fun server for the writers (and lovers) of the Barry fandom to come together and chat, plot, and share! :D

The only caveat being you must be a rp blog for the show of Barry (canon or OC!), or have an active verse for Barry.

To enter, just click here Also feel free to reblog and share this post to spread the word!

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soleiltm·:

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❛ So, alright, hear me out! What if we just took an impromptu road trip right now? I’ll go grab my dog, my phone charger and an outfit or two. Then, we just get in a car and drive ‘round the country. We could go see all the tourist traps! Don’t that sound like fun? ❜

——- ❝ Ohmygod. . . ❞ Hank put his hands over his mouth, eyes widening. That was. . .the BEST idea he’s ever heard. He loved long road trips! The radio playing, scenery passing you by, and oh did he love love LOVE tourist traps.              ❝ Yes ! Yes lets go ! ❞

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yall, i made the server but my motivation to make a graphic for the promo is so low. so I’ll make one later but if ya wanna join just dm me

[junkoftheart]

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question p2: should i or should i not make a discord server for the barry fandom 

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but should I,,,,,make a cristobal,,,,,

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sllyrds·:

was it the worst audition she’s ever had?   no.   but she’s had plenty of shitty ones, and rejection still stings no matter how severe it may be.   she’s upset, undeniably so, and she shouldn’t be surprised when her phone starts buzzing while she’s trying to bury herself into the script that gene had given her the day before. the one thing she’s good at. the place where she’s the best and there isn’t a challenge to that claim. she doesn’t need anything else —- except she really, really does, and something in her chest aches at the thought that this is all she’s going to do with the rest of her life. she’s never going to get out there, is she?  fuck!   she’s pressing the green button, and hank is already talking, loud and animated, on the other line.     “i– i don’t want to talk about it,”     she’s trying to cut him off. trying to diffuse his excitement because there’s nothing to be excited about.     “i didn’t get it.”

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——- Hank always had a way of jumping the gun, getting excited before the great news is delivered. He just always saw Sally as being the greatest actor he’s ever known, so there was no doubt in his mind that she’d get the part.        So when she picked up, Hank was already starting with the excitement and the cause for celebration and everything. 

         When she shuts him down he feels a wave of disappointment, saddened by how heartbreaking this must be for her, ❝ But we practice so much and. . . ❞ He frowns, but reminds himself that he has to stay positive, that’s what he’s supposed to do, yes?          ❝ Hey, this director, he not knowing what he is missing ! You are great actress, you know ? You are too good for him and his silly movie. ❞ What was his name again? Hank would have to check the script sides Sally had given him when he helped her practice. He’d text one of his guys, see if there wasn’t something they could do.

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Hank loves every holiday but he goes fucking ham for christmas.

[anotherdamnrpmemeblog]

things that you want to hear.

change pronouns as needed for things you DON’T WANT to hear, click here!!

❝ you’re good enough. ❞

❝ you’re important. ❞

❝ everything’s gonna be okay. ❞

❝ she pulled through. ❞

❝ i forgive you. ❞

❝ i love you. ❞

❝ you’re not alone. ❞

❝ you’re my favorite person in the world. ❞

❝ i’m so glad you’re doing better. ❞

❝ it’s so nice to hear you laugh again. ❞ 

❝ your laugh is contagious! ❞

❝ you can do this on your own. i believe in you. ❞

❝ you know what i love about you? ❞

❝ i love spending time with you. ❞

❝ i’m here for you. ❞

❝ you’re right. ❞ 

❝ i can’t stop thinking about you. ❞

❝ you look amazing. ❞

❝ we’re in this together. ❞

❝ you’ve got this! ❞

❝ i missed you. ❞

❝ i did the dishes! ❞

❝ last night was incredible. ❞

❝ if you wanna talk, i’m here. ❞

❝ i don’t understand, but i want to try. ❞

❝ how can i help? ❞

❝ breakfast in bed? ❞

❝ dinner was great. ❞

❝ let me make dinner tonight? ❞

❝ lets go to the park. ❞

❝ thank you. really. ❞

❝ you’re wanted. ❞

❝ i got you a coffee. ❞

❝ can i ask your opinion on something? ❞

❝ there’s my beautiful bride! ❞

❝ i’m the luckiest man alive. ❞

❝ so, i made plans for us. ❞

❝ don’t worry, i’ll take care of it! ❞

❝ go do something for yourself. ❞

❝ i took a day off work tomorrow. ❞

❝ go hang out with the girls tonight. ❞

❝ what do you need from me? ❞

❝ tell me about your day. ❞

❝ i trust you. ❞

❝ i feel like i can tell you anything. ❞

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“Yeah yeah… it’s uh… real sunny, to be honest.” Nothing like Gotham. The city where he came from lived in monochromatic, and the sweet sweet splashes of red it seemed. Here was… an almost pleasant assault to the senses. It was hot.

Literally.

He really should have packed something other then black.

——- ❝ Right ? It is like, so nice here. Not like the cold in Chechnya, I love it here. ❞ He smiles, giving a pleasant nod, ❝ Where are you from ? Is it as nice as this place ? ❞

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MY LORD,       THE QUEEN IS DEAD.

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     ronnie stopped when he heard the voice of whoever was in the house–it was just his luck that the man was outside at the time and noticed him putting his jacket into the garbage can. 

     so, with a swallow of spit, the ex-deputy spoke up when asked what he was up to. 

          “i uh,” how did he even explain himself in this situation? ‘i burned my jacket and am throwing it away in your garbage can’??? god he didn’t know if that would even work without being suspected of foul play. sure he burned down a house, but he was doing good because of it! ridding the world of evil–or trying to. 

          “my jacket got burned and i just uh–put it in your garbage can.” the truth always won out, right?

——- Hank walked up, smile on his face. New faces were always fun to have around, he liked people. Optometrist by nature, yes?       Hank smiled at his new buddy, and when he got the answer on what it is he was doing, Hank didn’t even blink. No reaction to that, didn’t even sound weird to him.           ❝ Ah, okay ! We have special garbage can out back for stuff like that. ❞ He nods, turning back towards the house, ❝ Come come, bring jacket. Lest conspicuous if put in secure location. ❞

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“oh, come th’fuck on, hank,” he isn’t joking, and if that wasn’t clear from his tone, it should be from the almost feral gleam in his eye. “don’t fuck with me, alright? tell me where he is, and you get off scott free. why’s that such a hard fucking concept?”

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——- ❝ But I tell you the truth ! I don’t know where Barry is, honest ! ❞       Hank was defensive, hands put up. He was not a snitch, or didn’t think himself as being one. But if things were honest, if he did know anything, he most definitely would have talked.           ❝ I don’t know anything ! I have not spoken to him. ❞