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I GOT BETTER
and this road is at its END.
and this road is at its END.
I have a shotgun
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I’m not gonna make a new blog but if I were to HYPOTHETICALLY make one, which one of these would you guys like to see ??
I’m not gonna make a new blog but if I were to HYPOTHETICALLY make one, which one of these would you guys like to see ??
I have a shotgun
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I lie awake and watch it all it feels like THOUSAND EYES.
I’m extremely competitive & if you challenge me to something I will slaughter you & destroy any pride you have
alright, he will let her have a peek at this case. just a peek, mind you, because then he’s going to shove a peanut butter sandwich into her mouth and make her take a nap or something. ( although jessica only has smooth peanut butter. he prefers crunchy. ) one hand pulls the papers from his back pocket and extends them to her. he looks her up and down again. she needs some water too.
“ a lady called. her brother disappeared, and she thinks drugs were involved. she wants you to find him. “
ahh. the usual fare. easy enough to handle. she could do that in her sleep. ( this insomnia keeps up and she might just have to. ) she’s been doing better -- a lot better -- since the whole ORDEAL. ( that’s all she can really bring herself to call it. ) and, if she says so herself, she is allowing her friends to help her. but it’s something that takes time. pushing people away is a habit not easily B R O K E N . “ sounds about right. she got any evidence? " slender fingers carefully rifle through the offered papers, tired eyes scanning through the words that seemed to blend together. she’s seen a thousand files like this, and she’ll see a thousand more -- her biggest concern was making sure this lady had even a shred of legitimacy.
the question makes the winchester avert his eyes and glance at the woman, instead of making his way back to his own business. she must have recognized the man from the picture, otherwise she wouldn’t care to learn about his business with the man in the photo. though he does not choose to give her much information, in case he is wrong about his assumption. brows knot together into a frown as he tilts his head to the side. he steals a glimpse at the photograph before he stares back again.
‘ my job. why do y’ ask? ’
she doesn’t even notice her teeth grinding or her nails digging into her palms. her head is swimming, her breaths are ragged, and she’s doing all she can not to just RUN. what the fuck kind of job could this guy possibly have involving -- him? “ that man is dead. “ she saw it with her own eyes, had the damned death certificate in her apartment. she was moving on ( or at least attempting to ) and the last thing she needed was to open that can of worms again. “ so I’ll ask you again. what the FUCK are you doing with that picture ?? “ she yells a little louder than she means to, turning the heads of more than one passerby. on a good day, she doesn’t care, and it fazes her even less now. ( deep breaths, jessica. birch street. main street. higgins drive... )
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❝ i hate boys.❞ this is quite possibly one of the most childish things gwen stacy has ever said, but it’’s very fitting for how she feels. boys ( specifically peter parker ) are stupid, and cause her a great deal of stress. if he would answer he texts and reassure her that he was ALIVE, gwen might not be so upset. she sighs, looking up at the other woman. ❝ sorry, you probably aren’t interested in hearing me complain about my boyfriend troubles.❞
“ you’re right. I don’t. “ jessica spared the quickest of glances at the girl before turning her attention away again. she lingers too long and she’ll start to SYMPATHIZE with the kid. in fact, she should really just walk away or else -- ( a sigh, the sound harsh as her own frustration with herself rushes out. she’s been spending too much time with trish -- she’s rubbing off on her. ) “ so what crime against humanity did this BOYFRIEND commit, then? “
“ ──── what was that ? “ it had been a long night, perhaps her eyes were playing TRICKS on her, but she didn’t think so. She had SEEN that woman do that INCREDIBLE thing - the thing that was like hers but DIFFERENT. They were not at all alike and yet had ONE THING in common - and she had to know if she was RIGHT.
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heavy breaths rumbled in her chest, clenched fists at her sides seeming to radiate the tension through the rest of her body. she hadn’t been looking for a fight -- she really isn’t usually -- but it always seems to find HER, no matter what she does. “ all I did was kick some dude’s ass, nothing interesting about that, now move along. “
I am wildfire cloaked in skin.
touch me and burn,
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IT’S THE WORST FORM of defeat when she’s left picking herself up from the ground, blurry vision catching splashes of red when it’s hers. Hell, she’d rather have just been KILLED entirely than foiled and left for her partner to find. She picks herself up before the rest of the squad comes tailing her, but the first thing her right mind has the sense to do is check for witnesses. Her perp was long gone ( FOR NOW. )
❝ What the hell ‘re YOU staring at? ❞
she hadn’t meant to stare -- just like she hadn’t meant to SMIRK at the disheveled cop. she’d seen it all, though she hadn’t been particularly inclined to help. ( cops were RARELY grateful when she did, anyways. ) she’d been tailing that perp for a couple hours now, and had an inkling where he’d run off to -- no guarantees, mind you, but she did have some information she was sure the cops had missed. jessica knew better than to outright antagonize the cops, but it was just so damn hard to cork her attitude. “ absolutely nothing. is there something out of the ordinary here? -- you after that guy? “