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             ❝ s’jus’ a lil’ bit of blood. it’ll scrub right off.              ....              probably. ❞

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i am EXTREMELY happy rn!!!!! i went to my first ever anime convention and i’m going saturday and sunday too!!!!!! <3<3<3

so this is a SEMI-HIATUS announcement!!!! i will be gone this weekend for the most part so replies probably won’t come in, but i might reblog some things and publish some pictures of people at the convention, including myself in some! maaaybe. but this is a definite semi-hiatus until monday.

[daayaan]

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She wanted to say that she was surprised to get her cousin’s phone call. Sanjay Rasgotra was known to take to the bottle when things did not go the way he wanted them to. Rohini Shankar sighed once more, steeling her nerves, clearing her mind of all irrational thoughts, only thinking about getting her cousin out of there before her aunt would throw a fit and blame her for her son’s misfortune before stepping into the most seedy bar she’s ever laid her eyes on, spotting her cousin slouched over at the bar next to somebody else she couldn’t identify yet. 

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         atreyu was at a bar every night but not for the reason everyone assumed. it had          become a habit of his to fight at the bar, providing entertainment to the drinkers          and gaining money for himself. it was more beneficial than the what-not, so he          couldn’t really complain.          in his time, he had seen a lot of shitty fights, and he had just witnessed one of          the shitty ones. this random guy didn’t know what he was doin’ and got knocked          out. then got placed by him. oh joy. he glances down at the unconscious guy,          almost tempted to wake him up. but he didn’t. instead, he just took a deep whiff          of his cigar.

[cyleeee]

Little angel go away. Come again some other day. The devil has my ear today. I’ll never hear a word you say. He promised I would find a little solace, And some peace of mind. Whatever just as long as I don’t feel so, Desperate and ravenous.

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           atreyu takes a deep whiff of his cigar, staring right at the stranger as he did so.            he personally thought the stranger had a problem with him, but if they wanted            to do something about it, by all means----            he exhales all of the deadly toxins in a cloud of smoke.                 ❝ -------- --- we got a PROBLEM ‘ere? ❞

[flawlessgentlemen]

When I come home, my daughter will run to the door and give me a big hug, and everything that’s happened that day just melts away.

[ravenhaiired]

           “ I don’t usually identify as the ‘FEISTY’ type —— but whateva’            floats your boat. And i ain’t gonna’ argue on that account, probably           would beat the shit outta’ ya pretty good. Be wearin’ your asshole —                                          as an eye patch. ”

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          ❝ yer shittin’ me. could’a had me fooled any day.           now, ‘m not sayin’ ya would beat th’ shit outta me. i ain’t jus’ all looks,           y’know. s’actually a habit o’ mine t’ introduce people t’ m’ fist. an’ by all means---           if ya wanna be th’ next one in line, yer gonna have t’ make a reservation.           an’ creative comeback ya got there, miss.           ya gonna think of another insult involvin’ m’ ASS? ❞

[explicitfrxnge-blog]

Dean nodded his head listening to the other. “Kinda sounds like my job,” he laughed softly. “So I’m used to it already, but I would have to say I’ve probably been in the crummiest matches, well other than against Rollins.”

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           ❝ oh yeah? are ya part of them wrestlin’ companies?            like.. ufc ‘er wwe ‘er somethin’ like that? ❞                 atreyu isn’t totally clueless. he’s watched some of those things before, sure.                 but that was waaaay back then, even before he went into the military.            ❝ feel sorry fer ya, bud. matches i compete in are kinda--- brutal.            ya can’t leave th’ ring ‘till someone’s knocked out, an’ anythin’ pretty            much goes. only limits are that ya can’t use weapons an’ ya can’t            kill nobody. ❞

[jbaby]

I think I remember you know. Yeah, tall angry fellow with the contentious hair.

[skywlkrr-blog]

Quotes from the comics (4/?)

 ”But… life does get better.” - Fallen Son: The Death of Captain America Vol 1  #4

[pedrospascaled]

» [71-72/100] photos of Hugh Jackman 

[thesassyhaner-deactivated201605]

“Excuse you,”

Brian halted in his practising and frowned up at the man with a stubborn gleam in his eye, his cigarette hung from his thin lips and his hands seemed to cradle his guitar in his lap. His precious guitar was like his firstborn, he loved the instrument more than anything and this one was his oldest Scheter model, the very first pinstriped guitar that he’d played live with. Needless to say, it was not just some ‘thing’.

Though he was overreacting just a tad.

“This isn’t a 'thing’, it’s my guitar, and no offence but I don’t see a sign that says I can’t play here, do you?”

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        the veteran raises an eyebrow, seeing how the retort from this guy kinda---         threw him off. he really wasn’t trying to piss anyone off here--- that was one of         the last things he wanted. but apparently he had hit the exact right button to set         this guy off.              ❝ no, i don’t see a sign sayin’ y’ can’t play, ❞

        a shrug. atreyu wasn’t shitting on this guy playing his guitar. actually, from what         he had heard, it was actually pretty damn good.              ❝ ‘m jus’ sayin’ that this place ain’t exactly th’ friendliest towards...              individuality. i personally don’t have a problem with it, but th’ owner              of this bar might. owner likes gettin’ money for entertainment, y’know? ❞

[hellfiirex-archived-deactivated]

A bit of a fighter herself, but not saying anything of why she was there. She had seen a man trying to tape his hands. Hearing him ask for the scissors that were on the table out of his reach she studied him intensely before seeing the rather small hearing aids, sitting down in front of him with scissors in her hands. She spoke up looking at him directly, “Would you like some help?” she asked before seeing how he was doing it.

‘That is definitely going to be a broken knuckle.’ she thought to herself before extending her hand, blue hues looking at him, “You’ll get a broken knuckle if you tape it like that. Trust me.” she held up her left hand, her good hand to show a disfigured knuckle of her index finger. 

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          honestly, atreyu didn’t care why the woman was there with him. then again,           it wasn’t like it really mattered to him. he was preparing for a fight tonight---           the last thing he needed was something to stress him out before the fight. at           least the stranger didn’t seem like she was going to cause him much hassle.           he glances at her for a split second, observing how she sits down in front of           him. the question only makes him huff.                ❝ don’t need any help. thanks, though. ❞

          he keeps trying to wrap the tape around his wrist, unable to get it just right.           then the other chimes in with some advice, which he doesn’t doubt for one           second.                ❝ i know how t’ wrap tape ‘round m’ hand, miss. ‘ve done it before. ❞           and yet--- he was off tonight. that’s bizarre.

[iivstvs-blog]

✖ @ven0minmyvxins

             ❝ y’ look like you’ve been through a lotta shit. ❞                   then again, there wasn’t really anyone he’s met that doesn’t look like                   they’ve been through hell. well.. it is late at night at a little convenient                   store with a cashier who seems to not want to come back from a break.                   maybe they’re both just tired at this point.

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✖ @bxstforbusiness

           ❝ th’ hell did ya do t’ yer leg? ❞                 in his defense, he only asks because of the cast and the crutches. it’s                 probably not even any of his business, anyways. ---- in fact, yeah, it’s                 none of his business. he doesn’t know why he bothers asking. he sure                 as hell wouldn’t like people asking about his hearing aids.            ❝ uh--- sorry, um-- ya don’t have t’ answer that. ❞

[iivstvs-blog]

✖ @itsallinmyhexd

      atreyu got one good whiff of the cigar he was smoking out before heading into       the bar. don’t get him wrong, he wasn’t much of a drinker. he found alcohol to       be way too expensive, which is why he developed his smoking habit instead.       it was all about savoring the money he had, as learned from his days wandering       the streets.

      there would be times, however, when he’d treat himself to a whiskey. it wasn’t       his favorite drink, but it did calm his mind down. one of those times just       happened to be right now.

      he sits down in a seat at the counter, the cigar still in placed between his teeth.       another thing he learned from the streets? never waste anything. so his eyes dart       around as he waits for the bartender. as his eyes wander, they soon caught some       guy staring at him, which makes him remove his cigar to say something in retort.            ❝ take a picture, why don’t’cha? it’ll last longer. ❞

[iivstvs-blog]

✖ @hvrmlvss

       it was just one of those nights.

       his match from earlier fucked him up considerably. the guy was a son of a        bitch to beat, but--- atreyu ended up getting a lucky blow and knocking the        guy out. that’s only after he had obtained a gash right above his eye and a        bloody blow to the nose. but nonetheless, he was paid for his victory.        that was good.

       the veteran was about to head home on his motorcycle he was stopped.        maybe whatever was going on wasn’t any of his business, but he saw some guy---        faltering, or something. so, like the curious guy he was, he goes over to the        stranger as if he was concerned.

       ❝ y’ okay, bud? ❞