GENE TRASH

second-rate clone; doing better than expected An independent, semi-selective Maya from the James Patterson series Maximum Ride. Mun has read all the books. Canon divergent. Mun and Muse are 18+, any nsfw/trigger material will be tagged.

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I’m sorry to hear that.

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You don’t want to help? That hurts, Daddy.

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Baby. ♥

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I'm lonely. :(

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Daddy~

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[sweeping hand gesture] and if you look over here you’ll see me, handling everything terribly, being awful at adjusting, in a state of constant fear and frustration, as per usual and probably to no one’s surprise

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Your resting state is war. It’s your nature.

Veil - Into the Badlands AMC (via rotvibranium)

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so they’re like jelly donuts.

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maya-the-first:

no, paczki are not stds.  unless std stands for ‘seriously tasty delicacy’ 

okay but seriously what the hell is a paczki. i’ve never heard of them in my life.

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think like.  stuffed pastry u can only get on mardi gras.  there’s a bunch of fillings.  i like the lemon ones but there’s also like apple, blueberry, raspberry, custard, strawberry, apricot, prune, buttercream, raisin (ew), etc etc

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no, paczki are not stds.  unless std stands for ‘seriously tasty delicacy’ 

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maya-the-first:

in what universe is puking and immediately making food ‘fine’.

in what universe is it not?

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uh.  every one of them.

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maya-the-first:

you should at least make it something tiny.  don’t make yourself puke again.

i’m fiiiiiine.

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in what universe is puking and immediately making food ‘fine’.

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maya-the-first:

dude.

what? i’m hungry.

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you should at least make it something tiny.  don’t make yourself puke again.

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me: *throws up*

me: so anyway what should i make for dinner i’m starving.

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dude.

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//i’m not even around and i still know when jack is being cute

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I’M MAKING MOUSE KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE

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um hello u didn’t make me do anything u liar

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iggy:

‘ yeah, or something. ’ he shook his head, reaching over and taking her hand. he frowned slightly. ‘ you’d think she would have heard us or something. you, at least. could you have been any louder? ’

wow, low blow.  or it would’ve been, if there she found any sting behind it.  he was right, anyway.  

“yeah, yeah, ouch and all that.  i tell you what,” she said, laying down and scooting low enough to press a small kiss to his hip.  “how about if there has to be a next time, we take a preemptive strike and do it on a really squeaky bed frame.  make it really obnoxious.  i’ll even scream a couple ti... was i really that loud?”

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‘ oh, god, can we please not talk about it, ’ he said, rubbing his hands over his face. his face was still an odd combination of pale and red, making him look sort of puce. 

‘ that was the most uncomfortable two hours i ever spent, ’ he said, almost mumbling. ‘ i never want to do anything like that ever again. ’

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“we didn’t really have a way of knowing, anyway,” she shrugged, reaching over to pat his shoulder and shake off that post-whatever ache at the same time.  “we were a little preoccupied, what with you doing... yeah. sorry. preoccupied. and she did just kinda.. mm.. walk in.”

hmm.  maybe she should grab him a bowl, or something.  “we could start putting a tie on the doorknob or something.  you gonna be okay?”