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@lsdevotee
Mood: Amazon would never do this
Ask my character "How do you feel about ______?" Can be an idea, person(s), place, or thing, and they'll have to answer honestly.
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{tbh I think about how my Ryan was a sugar baby for a while and that makes me happy omg}
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The year was 1943, two years after the United States of America had finally decided to join the Second World War. Puerto Rico, while often seen as a country in its own right, was unfortunately deemed the property of the United States in 1917. As such, proud Puerto Ricans had to listen in silence as their Spanish brothers and sisters across the seas fought for freedom. That is, of course, until now. Now, where a freshly turned 20 year old skinny hispanic boy, pale from fear and excitement, stood clutching an old duffel bag aboard an overcrowded military ship. In just over a week, Ray, alongside his new ‘coworkers’, would be landing in Great Britain, where they’d be sent to the various fronts of the war. Ray, while far too thin and small to be much use as a soldier, was thought to be the perfect fit for a spy. While he could barely speak a lick of English, he was both fluent in Spanish and, after years of dreaming of joining the war, German. As such, the men at the recruitment agency had him suited up within a couple hours of his arrival.
A tanned hand reached up to grasp the humble cross that hung around his neck (a symbol he would, years later, despise and fear) and he brought it to his lips, muttering a small prayer. As the final word escaped his lips, the ship pushed off from the dock, and the youth made his way further into the mass of army-clad bodies.
Ryan watched the world with dread as the war broke out, he didn’t particularly want something like this to happen again. Wasn’t the Great War supposed to be the one to end all wars? Ryan gave a sigh on the ship, tiredly looking at the young men that had been drafted-- he knew what it was like to be them. Too young for all the horrors that were awaiting them, death and dread hanging over them and infecting the air.
He didn’t have to be there. He was legally dead, he had been practically left to suffer alone by people that didn’t understand, but perhaps there was a shred of humanity left within him that couldn’t stand by any longer. Maybe there was even more than that. Ryan might not have liked humanity but he would never wish this on them. Maybe he could make a difference, maybe a demon’s wrath could stop more people from dying, maybe end this all.
It was the skinny young man praying that caught Ryan’s attention. He felt some heartache, recalling himself back when he was pulled into the war-- a young man with far more faith than he had now. His hand wrapped around Roscoe’s tags, taking a deep breath. It was likely pity that drew him in.
Once the man ended his prayer Ryan decided to approach, the demon a little unsure of what to say. He didn’t even know if the kid spoke English but it was worth a shot. “If it makes you feel any better, I feel like the war’s going to end soon.” He said quietly. It wasn’t so much a sense that he might have known, but the fact if it didn’t he would do anything in his power to make it stop. Hell was supposed to be for the afterlife, not the innocent living.
tries to focus and do what i owe medication makes me hungry i eat literally until i’m sick medication makes me crave even more food
probably the worst thing for fake ah crew geoff about opening his place up to the crew is that he realizes how fucking horrible they are at taking care of themselves?? like okay geoff “will drink liquor as a meal” ramsey doesn’t exactly have anyplace to be judging from but like
gavin, how– how many energy drinks have you had. why are your fingers shaking like that. you weigh like six pounds of fucking course four red bulls are gonna make you jittery oh my god
jack how fucking long have you been working. those aren’t your clothes from yesterday, those are your clothes from two days ago, yes i’m sure, that hawaiian print is such an assault on my eyes i wouldn’t forget it
ryan you eat, um, nothing as far as i can tell and you sleep standing up, i think, which is weird, but then michael brings in donuts and you eat six in ten minutes and pass out on my couch, are you. are you okay.
speaking of donuts and all other foods and some non-foods: michael if you don’t stop trying to Eat Everything for a dare i’m gonna have to put stomach pumping services on speed dial
jeremy you have to stop letting gavin convince you to do stupid and/or dangerous things just because he’s filming it, you are going to straight-up die and i don’t really care how many youtube views that’ll net you
lindsay please stop trying to Fight Everything including your own crew, not every situation calls for a knife fight and if a situation does call for a knife fight the knife doesn’t gotta be that goddamn big
mica you can’t just go walking smugly into other gangs’ territories– no i don’t care that you can take them. you don’t go onto your shitty neighbor’s property and piss on their lawn just because you can. you’re gonna start a fight and then lindsay’s gonna get her knife out again.
trevor you leave a trail of coffee cups in your wake and i’m pretty sure they’re just filled with straight espresso. do you– i mean, we could just get you a rolling iv and drip caffeine straight into your veins at this point.
matt if you order forty breadsticks and nothing else for dinner one more time i may have an actual, literal aneurysm, have you ever eaten an actual vegetable in your life
ray i don’t even know where to start with you can you even name a vegetable.
send 💕 to just grab my muse & kiss them!
who cares about consequences, kisses all around !!!!!!
THERE’S A 104 DAYS OF SUMMER VACATION
AND SCHOOL COMES ALONG JUST TO END IT
SO THE ANNUAL PROBLEM FOR OUR GENERATION IS FINDING A GOOD WAY TO SPEND IT… LIKE MAYBE
SACRIFICING YOUR FAMILY TO SATAN
Even More Drabbles
Leave a “Amuse Me” in my ask, and I will write a funny drabble about my character trying to cheer your up.
Leave a “Break Me” in my ask, and I will write an angsty drabble about our characters.
Leave a “Call Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character asking for yours [be it at the brink of death/in a battlefield/knocking on the front door wounded, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Drink Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours.
Leave a “Enamor Me” in my ask, and I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day,feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Fight Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble out my character fighting with/or against yours.
Leave a “Get Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character saving yours.
Leave a “Haunt Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours[as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Invite Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character asking your character to
Leave a “Join Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer [be it a proposal for an alliance, asking them to join them in an activity (you can get dirty if you want), feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Kill Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours.
Leave a “Love Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters.
Leave a “Mourn Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character mourning your character’s death.
Leave a “Nurse Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character healing yours.
Leave a “Offer Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character giving yours a gift.
Leave a “Paint Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character drawing a picture of yours [like one of your french girls~ be it painting them or drawing them, maybe offering a picture of them as a gift, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Quite Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Remember Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to get yours to remember them [be it from an accident, meeting them after years apart, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Shag Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a dirty drabble about our characters.
Leave a “Tell Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character confessing something to yours [be it a love confession, a secret, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Unbind Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail, from handcuffs, from a trap, from a curse, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Value Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character telling yours how they feel about them.
Leave a “Wed Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about our character under the subject of wedlock [be it my character proposing to yours, or marrying yours, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “X Me” in my ask, and I will write whatever it is that you wish, [specify.]
Leave an “Yahoo Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about our characters celebrating something [feel free to specify.]
Leave an “Zip Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about your character dressing mine, or the other way around [this can also be used for shutting them up as well, but feel free to specify.]
Send me 🔪 to put a knife to my muse’s throat and see how they react.
Send 🎀 to put a bow in my muses hair
poly ships are so fucking perfect and i wish there was more. i wish there were more fics exploring three people falling in love, or two people building a friendship and growing closer because they’re both in love with the same person. i want art and head canons and all of it. there’s so much that’s untapped because not enough people seem to want to go in that direction and it’s really sad
Ghost Adventures Starters
"I hate the basement. I'm just putting that out there."
"I've come a long way to talk to you because I think you're a piece of crap."
"Is this spirit being a smartass?"
"You look great for being... not alive."
"Ghosts don't even like me."
"It's cold, it's dark, and it's exciting as hell!"
"Are you banging your head on the wall?"
"Something is up here, gathering all the power it can."
"If this is the portal of hell, why don't you come up out of that ground and get us?"
"Here I am in the sugar shack!"
"I hope you can hear me up there in the damned attic!"
"I can't wait to get locked in here."
"Dude, he's kinda creeping me out. No joke."
"Have you ever heard of those guys who wear jackets when it's really, really hot out?"
"I can't believe they left me out here, all by myself, with this music playing."
"Wait, am I standing on his grave?"
"I have respect for all spirits... except for you."
"I just wanna see where the massacre took place."
"This right here is like putting holy water on a demon."
"I'm just pumped! Are you guys pumped?"
"I smell beautiful."
"Do you see that? Because I can't, either."
"You have reached your final desination. Hell."
"This is tougher than it looks on tv, trust me."
"This is beyond dangerous. I don't recommend anybody do this."
"It was probably the most dangerous, craziest thing we've ever done."
"Hey, we're just lost. We need a place to stay."
"Thank you for knocking."
"I've got a teddy bear for you!"
"Were you stabbed in this room, Sir?"
the black magic of mulholland drive swimming pools under desert skies drinking white wine in the blushing light
JUST ANOTHER LS DEVOTEE
sunsets on the evil eye invisible to the vinewood shrine always on the hunt for a little more time
JUST ANOTHER LS DEVOTEE