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❝ — hon, you’re sweating up a storm. want some gum to calm your nerves? ❞ with that, they’re holding out an open pack of bubblegum.
he looks at the offered pack with a bit of a frown. “i-i’m fine, really!” he huffs, crossing his arms. there’s a pause, then he’s grabbing two sticks and popping them into his mouth.
" you nervous? "
AMERICAN GODS SENTENCE STARTERS - accepting!
“—D-Does it show?” He’s sweating a little, hand reaching up to rub the back of his neck.
AMERICAN GODS SENTENCE STARTERS
episode one - the bone orchard. ( contains violence and nsfw themes )
❝ no expertise can surmount a sea that does not wish you to reach shore. ❞
❝ wind can be reasoned with. ❞
❝ celebration was cut short. ❞
❝ only good thing about being in prison is the relief. ❞
❝ tomorrow can’t do anything today hasn’t already managed. ❞
❝ this country went to hell when they stopped hanging folks. ❞
❝ no gallows dirt, no gallows deals. ❞
❝ you know, i’m not superstitious. ❞
❝ i don’t believe in anything i can’t see. ❞
❝ i feel like there’s a fuckin’ axe hanging over my head. i can’t see it, but i believe it. ❞
❝ i can see it fine. ❞
❝ prison has a way of trying to keep you in prison. ❞
❝ i smell snow. ❞
❝ i love you. something feels weird. ❞
❝ i love you too. what feels weird? ❞
❝ the air feels constipated, like if it’d just push out a storm, it’d be okay. ❞
❝ a hundred twenty hours till you’re home. ❞
❝ waiting for the sky to fall is gonna cause more bother than the sky actually falling. which it isn’t. ❞
❝ do not piss off those bitches in airports. ❞
❝ i guess this must be your lucky day, huh ? ❞
❝ you nervous ? ❞
❝ just sit back and be a bird. ❞
❝ i offer you the worm from my beak and you look at me like i fucked your mom ? ❞
❝ you’re just the first person i’ve met who isn’t an asshole. ❞
❝ give me time. ❞
❝ what would you have done, my boy ? ❞
❝ seems like a firm decision made for good reasons, i can respect that. ❞
❝ you lost something vital in there, and not just time. ❞
❝ what might i call you, if i were so inclined ? ❞
❝ always good to meet a fellow traveler. ❞
❝ i usually end up getting what i want. on average, over time. ❞
❝ it’s all about getting people to believe in you. it’s not their cash, it’s their faith. ❞
❝ now, what’s keeping us aloft ? faith ? or newton ? ❞
❝ don’t rush into this, take your time. ❞
❝ there’s always work for a big guy who’s smart enough to know he’s better off letting people think he’s dumb. ❞
❝ by the end of your tenure, you could be the next king of america. ❞
❝ a man gets out of prison, he should be focused above all on not going back. ❞
❝ believe. ❞
❝ i don’t think i have the talent for it. ❞
❝ you … like me ? ❞
❝ i’m not what i once was. ❞
❝ you’re perfect. ❞
❝ i don’t know what i’m doing. ❞
❝ what man does ? ❞
❝ do something for me. worship me. ❞
❝ worship me. pray to me like i’m your god. your goddess. ❞
❝ you feel so good. i could keep fucking you forever. ❞
❝ say my name. ❞
❝ beloved, i worship your breasts and your eyes and your cunt. and i worship your thighs and your eyes and your cherry red lips. ❞
❝ i am yours, my beloved. ❞
❝ go on, let go ! give me everything ! ❞
❝ i love you. ❞
❝ not that rushing into things can’t be a good thing … ❞
❝ sex rushed into tends to work out best for all involved. ❞
❝ okay, i’ve said ‘fuck off’ politely as many ways as i’m gonna. now i’m fixing to be direct. ❞
❝ what the fuck do you know about [ … ] ? ❞
❝ more than you, it seems. ❞
❝ i’m not gonna work for anyone who’s got worse luck than me. ❞
❝ call it. ❞
❝ rigged games are the easiest to beat. ❞
❝ you’re a little creepy, and you’re forward, and familiar, and i don’t like it. i don’t like you. ❞
❝ who’re you ? ❞
❝ i’m a leprechaun. ❞
❝ we don’t come from moscow, russia. or moscow, idaho, for that matter. ❞
❝ no details. ❞
❝ devil’s in the details. ❞
❝ do you know who he is ? who he really is ? ❞
❝ he’s hustling you. he’s a hustler. ❞
❝ damn right. i’m a hustler, swindler, cheater, and liar. it’s why i need assistance. ❞
❝ name your price. ❞
❝ how’d you do it ? ❞
❝ with panache. ❞
❝ simplest trick in the world. ❞
❝ i’ll fight you for it. ❞
❝ win or lose, and you will lose, it’s yours if you fight me. ❞
❝ can you feel the joy rising in your veins like the sap in the springtime ? ❞
❝ i wanted to be a part of your history. ❞
❝ it’s just anger ––– makes you feel like you can change the outcome. ❞
❝ [ … ] had the nerve to ask me what i wanted him to do with it. i told him leave it where it found it. ❞
❝ target would be more interesting than here. ❞
❝ if there isn’t some kinda life after death, i’m gonna be so fuckin’ pissed. ❞
❝ there is no closure from the dead. ❞
❝ i’m sorry for your loss, [ … ] , i really am. anyone tell you that yet ? anyone even hug you ? ❞
❝ hear me out, this is a good one. lex talionis. an eye for an eye. a blowjob for a blowjob. ❞
❝ jesus, who knew i could be so angry ?! ❞
❝ i am trying to get my dignity back here ! ❞
❝ don’t fuck with me, [ … ] ❞
❝ what’s he doing here ? what’s the plan ? what’s the game plan, man ? ❞
❝ how auspicious, you must be special. ❞
❝ [ … ] is history. forgotten and … old. ❞
❝ we have reprogrammed reality. language is a virus. religion, an operating system, and prayers are just so much fucking spam. ❞
❝ the dominant fucking paradigm, [ … ] , that is the only important thing. ❞
❝ by the way, i was sorry to hear about your wife/husband. tough break. ❞
❝ so, i will ask again: what is it [ … ] is up to ? ❞
❝ you saying you don’t know ? … would you tell me even if you did ? ❞
//im narrowing my eyes at the tony’s right now
//hello id like to report a robbery
//im narrowing my eyes at the tony’s right now
//FUCK i wanna go back on daniels blog now
naamini:
“gosh, well, alright!” kevin looked around, choosing to explore a little after he spoke with the man, then turned his attention to the very kind stranger. he took a few breaths and smiled a little.
“my name is elder kevin price, and i’m from the church of jesus christ of latter-day saints. we’re mormons and i’m here to talk to you about the most amazing book.” with this, he pulled out the small copy he carried of the book of mormon, holding it out to the stranger.
mads nodded as he listened, a polite smile on his lips. he took the book and felt compelled to listen. while he didn’t see himself finding any faith in his religion, the man’s enthusiasm was refreshing and a pleasant change from normal interaction.
he opened the book and skimmed a passage, “you have my interest.” mads’ gaze returned to the man, encouraging him to continue.
his smile actually grew wider at this, the 19 year old bouncing on the balls of his feet. “gosh, mister! this is honestly really making my day!” he cleared his throat, ready to begin the practiced little script he had come up with himself.
“this book tells us about america a long, long time ago. it has so many awesome parts, you won’t believe how much this book can change your life! i would like to share with you.. this book of jesus christ.” he was bouncing still as he continued.
“the book tells us about the mormon prophet joseph smith and how god gave him the golden plates that had the directions to the promised land, which was found in utah and named salt lake city! where most mormons live today!”
// I JUST STREAMED AMNESIA FOR 7 STRAIGHT HOURS FUCKING FEAR ME MORTALS
naamini:
kevin’s eyes went a little wide. “that- that’s.. that’s actually really kind of you. normally i get the door slammed in my face after i tell people i’m a mormon.” he let out a nervous chuckle, reaching up and rubbing the back of his neck. “not that i’m not used to it by now..”
he slapped on a smile though and shrugged his shoulders. “lead the way!”
it was a bit endearing, mads had to admit. and a bit sad to be accustomed to that kind of treatment. he stepped to the side and let the man enter, deciding that even if it didn’t stay a game he would still listen.
“some people can be quite… rude at times. i’d like to hear what you have to say.”
“gosh, well, alright!” kevin looked around, choosing to explore a little after he spoke with the man, then turned his attention to the very kind stranger. he took a few breaths and smiled a little.
“my name is elder kevin price, and i’m from the church of jesus christ of latter-day saints. we’re mormons and i’m here to talk to you about the most amazing book.” with this, he pulled out the small copy he carried of the book of mormon, holding it out to the stranger.
naamini:
Kevin nodded quickly and did so, looking more like he was hyperventilating than taking deep and calming breaths. He was going to be fine, and this criminal wasn’t going to kill him. He must be luckier than most people. Slowly, he started slowing his breaths, closing his eyes and letting himself calm down some.
“S-Sorry about that. I don’t know what came over me,” he said a little breathlessly, giving Jeremy a small smile. He opened his eyes again, a sheepish look crossing his features as he spoke again. “Thank you for, uh.. treating my burns. And.. for not, uh.. killing me.”
Yeah, he would definitely have to thank Jeremy in his prayers tonight. Kevin got up shakily, giving the shorter man a nervous smile as he carefully brushed his pants off. He fixed the stiff black tie around his neck and adjusted his dress shirt. He looked around and found his copy of the book, somehow having made its way to the dresser. He must have set it aside when rushing around trying to help the.. criminal.
He picked it up and chuckled. “I feel like I should finish trying to convert you to Mormonism, since that was why I was originally here. But, it doesn’t really seem fitting anymore.”
At least the guy was breathing. That was the most important part. As Kevin started to calm, Jeremy pulled away from him and relaxed back into the couch. He felt the stress in him start to slowly ease away as well. He’ll probably need a drink later, but that’s for future and very tired Jeremy to deal with. Right now he had to deal with Kevin.
“It’s fine. Don’t apologize. It’s a natural reaction honestly,” he said, giving his own small smile back. “Don’t mention it. Thanks for sewing me up. And not like… trying to call the cops or anything.”
Jeremy watched with careful eyes as the other got up and readjusted himself. Yeah, he was definitely fresh out of whatever place he came from. His clothes didn’t look worn in at all. He couldn’t help but laugh at Kevin’s words, head tilting back with the sound to show his amusement at it.
“I’ll take a copy, how’s that sound?” he asked, flashing a big, warm smile at the other. He could at least humor the guy while he was here.
Kevin’s eyes widened and he broke out into a grin. “Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh, really?! Oh, thank you so much!” He held the book out the Jeremy, his grin bright and sincere. “Oh, gosh, you’re honestly my first! I’m so excited, I-” His eyes widened further and he let out a little gasp. “I could get you baptized! Oh, this is wonderful! Thank you so much!” He was bouncing on the balls of his feel, brown eyes sparkling with glee.
What luck he had. Everything had gone downhill so fast, but now he’s just got his first interested visit. Kevin almost forgot that he had to leave the apartment now, starting when he remembered he was still in Jeremy’s home. “S-Sorry! I-I’ll be going now! U-Uh, I guess I’ll be back to see if you’re interested in a week? Alright, bye, Jeremy! Thank you so much!”
He waved quickly at the other man, then rushed to the door - almost running smack-dab into the frame - and opened it. When the door closed, he let out a small cheer and jumped. “My first interest! oh, the district leader is gonna be so thrilled with me!”
He straightened himself up and let out a huff, grinning still. “Kevin Price is gonna save this city! Just you wait!” With this, the 19 year old rushed off to the next stop, never dropping the smile.
naamini:
the door opening just as kevin decided to try and knock startled the poor teen, a high-pitched yell escaping him.
when he saw that there wasn’t any real danger, he quickly brushed himself off and tried to get his composure back.
“h-hello, sir! my name is- is elder price! i’m from the church of jesus christ of latter-day saints.” he’s getting continuously distracted by different things his gaze fixed on behind the other man, his smile slowly turning to a frown as he saw different machine parts and gadgets. what had he gotten himself into?
mads suppressed the urge to laugh at the reaction, though he had expected something like that it still got to him. in place of a laugh he settled for a simple smile.
his fingers laced together behind his back as he listened to the young man, intrigued by his determination and curiosity.
“oh?” mads questioned. he wondered just how dedicated the other man was, if he would lose his nerve. there wasn’t anything particularly incriminating in plain view, so the offer comes with a low voice, perhaps to shake him a bit. “it’s… a pleasure to meet you. would you like to come in?” of course the question is more for his own game than politeness.
kevin’s eyes went a little wide. “that- that’s.. that’s actually really kind of you. normally i get the door slammed in my face after i tell people i’m a mormon.” he let out a nervous chuckle, reaching up and rubbing the back of his neck. “not that i’m not used to it by now..”
he slapped on a smile though and shrugged his shoulders. “lead the way!”
“...I need an adult”
//IM TYRIGN TO MAKE ICONS AND
“This is why you should become a Mormon. Of course this happens in Christian suburbs..”
"Hey, Kevin. If you had a daddy kink, would you want someone to call you 'daddy' or 'heavenly father'?" ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
“E-Excuse me?! Why in the name of the Heavenly Father would I ever do that?! Gosh, I feel dirty just having heard that sentence!”
naamini:
Debt? Oh, Heavenly Father above, what has he done? Kevin looked down at his bandaged hands in a daze, blinking a few time. This wasn’t adding up. A criminal helped him with burned hands. Don’t criminals kill people? His parents always told him terrible things about criminals and.. murderers.
Kevin looked back up at Jeremy, squeaking out a response. “Y-You aren’t gonna kill me?” Gosh, he hoped not. He wasn’t ready to go to Planet Orlando yet. He still had so much to do! “I-I really don’t want to die, uh.. I-I still have- have things to do! I, uh.. It’s not my.. my time?”
He’s never begged for his life before. Was this how you did it? He’s shaking a little and his gaze is darting around nervously, looking for an exit. Gosh, he’s screwed up bad this time. “I-I’m just a missionary! I just finished training a-and I haven’t even been here longer than a d-day! I have t-to be here two years!”
Jeremy could see the distress on the other’s face. He honestly felt bad for the kid. Being dragged into a criminal’s house isn’t exactly the best thing you want to discover. Still, he didn’t plan on doing anything to him. Kevin was completely innocent and had just been at the wrong place at the wrong time. Much like how most things in the city happen.
“Hey, hey.” Jeremy gently laid his hands on Kevin’s shoulders, voice soft in hopes of being able to comfort the other. “I’m not going to kill you, so calm down. If you want, I can get you a cab and send you on your way. We can forget all of this happened and go our separate ways. That sound good?”
He felt like he was calming down a nervous child, and in a way he guessed he was. “You’re going to finish your two years, go home to your family, and you’re going to do it in one piece. But I’m going to need you to calm down. Take a deep breath in, and then out. Do that a few times for me, okay?”
Kevin nodded quickly and did so, looking more like he was hyperventilating than taking deep and calming breaths. He was going to be fine, and this criminal wasn’t going to kill him. He must be luckier than most people. Slowly, he started slowing his breaths, closing his eyes and letting himself calm down some.
“S-Sorry about that. I don’t know what came over me,” he said a little breathlessly, giving Jeremy a small smile. He opened his eyes again, a sheepish look crossing his features as he spoke again. “Thank you for, uh.. treating my burns. And.. for not, uh.. killing me.”
Yeah, he would definitely have to thank Jeremy in his prayers tonight. Kevin got up shakily, giving the shorter man a nervous smile as he carefully brushed his pants off. He fixed the stiff black tie around his neck and adjusted his dress shirt. He looked around and found his copy of the book, somehow having made its way to the dresser. He must have set it aside when rushing around trying to help the.. criminal.
He picked it up and chuckled. “I feel like I should finish trying to convert you to Mormonism, since that was why I was originally here. But, it doesn’t really seem fitting anymore.”
//IMLOSIN MY FUCKIGN MIND
