★ (ap) HUNTER!! TRACKER!!

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still haven’t interacted with lotta my mutuals so here is a starter call. 

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still haven’t interacted with lotta my mutuals so here is a starter call. 

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DATING STRENGTHS / WEAKNESSES

Adventurousness - 100% Flirtiness - 87.5% Independence - 85.7% Varied Interests - 85.7% Confidence - 83.3% Arrogance - 87%  Selfishness - 72%

STRENGTHS Adventurousness - You are willing to try new things and be spontaneous. You want to get out there and really live, and you will attract people with a similar love of life. Flirtiness - Flirting is a good way to break the ice, and you are a pro at it. Being flirtatious will open up many dating opportunities. Independence - Your strong sense of independence comes in handy while dating. You are not held back or tied down; you are free to pursue your interests. Varied Interests - You don't limit yourself, and that's a dating asset. Your varied interests make you available and interesting to a wider range of people. Confidence - You are sure of yourself and confident of your abilities. Displays of confidence go a long way when attracting a date. WEAKNESSES Arrogance - You are a bit full of yourself. You need to practice a little humility now and then, as arrogance can be a turn-off. Selfishness - You think too much of yourself and your needs. You must learn to put your partner first and tend to their needs.

tagged by: @eireniic tagging: ​ idk everyone

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Confrontation! Sentence Memes

You don’t think of anyone but yourself.

Admit it, you’re scared aren’t you?

You’re out of control!

I hardly ever recognize you anymore, you’ve changed.

You spend all your time locked up doing lord knows what!

Don’t sneak up on me like that.

I heard the commotion last night… it must of been a terrible dream.

Listen, about last night…

Here’s a tip, stop hiding behind excuses each time someone is worried about you.

Why are you alone most of the time?

Weren’t you friends with them?

Aren’t you tired of lying to yourself?

I should have known better… than to be fooled by you.

You’re pretty satisfied with serving on your knees most of the time, huh?

Quit getting in my face.

I’m warning you, get off my back.

I didn’t need your help.

What’s your problem with me?

You say you don’t recognize me, but you’re the one who’s changed.

When will you quit pretending to care? I’m tired of your lip service.

You can’t stand being next to me. Why is that?

Not everyone is going to leave you, but not everyone is going to stay.

You’re gonna get nothing but sass from me if you don’t change the topic.

How many have you killed?

What if they catch you?

This is dangerous…

I know you didn’t have the best relationship with your father/mother…

You’re tired of fighting, aren’t you?

What have you ever gotten out of this?

They’re using you. 

I was only using you.

I’ve known your secret this entire time.

Do you really think no one will find out?

Someone is bound to see the true you and I’ll be there for your reckoning.

You only push me away. Let me help.

Are you suggesting we commit treason?

Don’t fool yourself, you’re just as loathsome as I am.

Stop. I won’t have these unnecessary misgivings. Focus on your task.

Your skepticism is easy to read. What is it that you’re doubting?

In the end, we’ve only gotten more pain. I’m sick of this.

You’re going to run away?

We’re escaping. Tonight.

Make no mistake, we’re not friends.

You’re low. Lower than scum.

I’m only helping you this once.

Be a little more grateful about my help, you would of been a goner.

You can’t do this alone, let me go with you.

You keep can’t doing this yourself, let me intervene I’m sure we can resolve this.

You keep being singled out, it isn’t fair.

Quit mothering me, I said I’ve got this under control.

Maybe you should stop worrying about me and look at yourself first.

Help me? You could hardly help yourself.

Of course making friends would be easy for you, you’re eager to please.

You really are an emotionless robot.

How can you brush me off, if you’ve never even given me a chance?

Don’t touch me.

Get out.

Get away from them!

Watch out!

You’re in danger.

Your loved one is in danger.

If you won’t do it, I’m sure your friend wouldn’t mind being in your place.

Please. Talk to me.

Don’t you ever say that again.

Don’t pretend we’re friends.

It was easy for your friends to abandon you. 

Shut up!

Let go of me.

Tell them how you really feel.

You’re not fooling anyone with your haughty display of strength.

Offended? I’m surprised. I thought you were hollow and unfeeling.

Tell me where it is.

 You said you’d never lie to me.

There’s nothing wrong in doing what is absolutely necessary. The ends justify the means.

You obey order without question, you’re just a docile dog aren’t you?

Maybe if you stopped being such an ice queen people would enjoy being around you.

You scorn others around you but you’ve never once stopped to open your eyes.

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◣   MEDIC.   ◥ 

Ikal let out quiet little chuckle, then quickly corrected himself to at least pretend to repress it. He thought for a brief moment what his parents would say if they knew he was making friends with bounty hunters, smugglers and “scoundrels” alike. He then thought about his grandmother, she would find it exciting to no end. As usual he made a mental note of details so he could later tell her the stories, when he finally went back home— when would that be? When the war was over.

“We’ll call it a work in progress” he finally spoke, in that same patient voice “Just try not to get killed before we get there. Would you?” 

                   ❝  isn’t that your job?  ❞ jado started with a sigh, setting his bowl of snacks aside and leaning back ; his long legs could stretch both ends of a small carrier ship. one foot propped up on a crate, he looked positively cozy. ❝  making sure i don’t die?  ❞ he was jesting, mostly. in all likelihood they wouldn’t wind up in the same place ------ at least not unless jado was paid to retrieve something from there. no, this medic was in with the canon fodder. footsoldiers who found something NOBLE in dying in the dirt under powers that would never remember their names. 

                  ❝  i wouldn’t worry about me.  ❞ if any of these men knew they were sharing space with a man who could lift a tie fighter above his head they likely wouldn’t worry about him either. at least not in the way this medic did, oh no, it was much more likely they’d be worried about him bowling through them with that little flyer ; in all fairness it would definitely be a JUSTIFIED concern. 

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◣   TARGET.   ◥

                               Cade felt the stranger’s presence before he even heard the knock at the door, pausing in the middle of dicing some vegetables to listen. When it came, he calmly wiped his hands on the kitchen towel nearby, and called out an “I’m coming!” before heading down the long hallway to his door. There was something…different about this man, something even he was having difficulty putting his finger on, and when he opened the door the sensation only intensified.

                                            The scene seemed to unfold itself readily, a pop-up storybook of easy assumptions. Bloody, dirty, a little embarrassed—a hiker who had gotten lost, a traveler injured as he wrestled with a broken down car, even a scuffle in the middle of nowhere. Each answer seemed OBVIOUS, eagerly presenting itself, but when measured against the man himself, oddly fell away as false. His face was friendly, charming; he looked like someone who might buy you a beer and tell you tall tales about his life and slap you on the shoulder whenever he laughed. But behind those eyes was something darker, harder, smarter. A glint of steel behind the happy exterior, and one he’d prefer it if others not see. Maybe it was just a little reasonable suspicion born of a hard-knock life, and maybe it was something different altogether. It was illusory, and Cade felt as though there were some sleight of hand happening—look over here, ladies and gentlemen, pay close attention to my right hand and don’t mind the left—but then again, it wasn’t in his nature to turn away those in need. Let the other man keep his secrets, for now. A worried look furrowed itself naturally onto Cade’s brow, and he held the door open like a true neighbor would. “Oh my stars—what’s happened to you, stranger? Car trouble? Why don’t you come on in and tell me about it?”

                    unaware of the match set before him jado was convinced he had played his role perfectly. he always had before, after all. despite the door opening for him he made no move to enter, instead holding up one hand. ❝  oh, i don’t mean to intrude-----  ❞ though it did allow him a glance inside, and a quick look was all he needed ; he had long since become an expert in split second surveillance. nothing inside seemed IMMEDIATELY concerning, but the man had invited him in after all. probably wouldn’t have anything suspicious laying about if he was going to treat a stranger. 

                   ❝  embarrassing,  ❞ he chuckled ( which it was, to him at least ) ❝  i wrecked my bicycle, i was hoping just to borrow a phone?  ❞ and the scene set was perfect, too, complete with crash sight, drops of blood, and his straggling footprints leading away. jado was nothing of not thorough. 

                   whatever he WAS expecting, it hadn’t been this. at first glance he was a perfectly hospitable young man bursting at the seams with good old southern hospitality. first glances were only so telling in some instances, however. jado himself was a perfect example of that. whatever the boy might have been hiding, if anything at all, it was IMPOSED upon him to fight out.    

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hb a fuckin uuuuhhhhhh plotting call?

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happy new years @riskappetite and i are listening to drunk folks singing outside

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hb a fuckin uuuuhhhhhh plotting call?

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accidentally typing rye instead of rey 

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                           everything had such a nice simplicity to it when the hunt was straightforward. jado loved a challenge, loved the chase, and he was cunning and charismatic enough to make tricksters blush, but he didn’t much like the LONG games. putting a mask on was fine, in some sense and in small doses, almost made him feel free, but eventually it grated on him ; rusted at his edges. 

                          so staking out some SOUTHERN BELL in the ass end of nowhere? he’d been coasting on irritated for the last day and a half. and it was fucking humid. a convincing amount of dirt and blood smeared over his face and clothes. jado put on his best wounded yet sheepish face as he knocked on his target’s door. 

                                                    ╱ ╱  @psychiks

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   ◣   BOUNTY.   ◥

                          for @stellarhound​

     let’s just say that there are a few OUTSTANDING BOUNTIES on his head. sooner or later someone on the lookout for him had to cross his path — such a shame that he can’t be bothered with it right now. he’s on a very important errand. blaster rifle raised, poe is ready to shoot out this tall freakazoid’s legs if he doesn’t back off.

     ❝  i don’t have time for this right now!  ❞

                       jado regarded the blaster aimed at him with clear OFFENSE. not so much fear, but definite irritation. he himself didn’t have a blaster --------- in fact he appeared not to have much in the way of weaponry on him at all, but he was sure the REBEL wouldn’t make the mistake of getting close enough to test how unarmed he may or may not have been. ( at least, with such a NICE number on his pretty little head, jado assumed he had some level of survival instinct ). 

                    ❝  well i have plenty of time. lower your weapon and business will be quick.  ❞ he was leaving out the part that the highest bounty on his head requested him delivered ALIVE & WELL, hoping he’d opt out of a fight. jado didn’t like engaging in fights too much if he had to hold back.    

[littlelovelymemes]

*   —  —   VERY SERIOUS RIP VINE SENTENCE STARTERS

‘  when will you learn? when will you learn that your actionS HAVE CONSEQUENCES!  ’ ‘  can i get a waffle??? can i PLEASE get a waffle!!!  ’ ‘  go suck a dick, suck a dick suck a motherfucking dick  ’ ‘  you better stop! biTCH STOP  ’ ‘  do you ever like wake up and do something and you’re just like what the hec– fuck is goin on  ’ ‘  what’s good, brah you don’t know me! you don’t– WHAT IS GOOD! YOU DON’T KNOW! YOU DON’T KNOW ME! ’ ‘  it’s summer i got my hat on backwards and it’s time to fucking party  ’ ‘  anyone ever tell you you look like beyonce?  ’ ‘  I LOVE YOU, BITCH. I AIN’T EVER GONNA STOP LOVING YOU BITCH  ’ ‘  BITCH I HOPE THE FUCK YOU DO YOU’LL BE A DEAD SON OF A BITCH, I TELL YOU THAT  ’ ‘  and they were roommates!  ’ ‘  oh my god, they were roommates  ’ ‘  oh my god, i love chipotle chipotle is my liiiiife   ’ ‘  this bitch empty YEET!!!!  ’ ‘  WHERE ARE THOOOOOSE  ’ ‘  THEY ARE MY CROCS  ’ ‘  bitch disgusting  ’ ‘  yeaaah. yeAAAAAH.  ’ ‘  so no head?  ’ ‘  THIS IS WHY MOM DOESN’T FUCKING LOVE YOU!  ’ ‘  i’ll kill you. i’ll kill you. i’m not even worried about it.  ’ ‘  ahh, fuck. i can’t believe you’ve done this  ’ ‘  aHH STOP! i could’ve dropped my croissant!  ’ ‘  what’s up me and my boys are going to see uncle kracker  ’ ‘  give me my hat back, jordan!  ’ ‘  do you wanna go see uncle kracker or no!?  ’ ‘  i sneezed! oh, i’m not allowed to sneeze?!  ’ ‘  look at all those chickens  ’ ‘  i smell like beef  ’ ‘  i gotta go home cause i forgot to… vacuum my room  ’ ‘  actually, megan, i can’t sit anywhere. i have hemorrhoids.  ’ ‘  is there anything better than pussy? yes! a really good book  ’ ‘  mom, i’m peein on myself  ’ ‘  sorry, i’m on the toilet. i hope the ice cream don’t melt, bitch  ’ ‘  honestly i don’t remember, i was probably fucked up. yeah, i was crazy back then  ’ ‘  I WON’T HESITATE, BITCH!  ’ ‘  just shut up and die slowly, okay?  ’ ‘  two bros chillin in a hot tub five feet apart cause they’re not gay!  ’ ‘  mother trucker, dude! that hurt like a butt cheek on a stick!  ’ ‘  i said WHOEVER THREW THAT PAPER, YOUR MOMS A HO  ’ ‘  you remember one time i liked you? GOOD! cause it never happened  ’ ‘  if your name is junior and you’re really handsome, come on raise your hand  ’ ‘  i’M WASHIN ME AND MY CLOTHES, BITCH! I’M WASHING ME AND MY CLOTHES  ’ ‘  waddup i’m jared, i’m nineteen, and i never fucking learned how to read  ’ ‘  whAT THE FUCK IS UP, KYLE? NO WHAT’D YOU SAY? WHAT THE FUCK, DUDE! STEP THE FUCK UP KYLE  ’ ‘  oh my god why can’t you just take the fricken compliMENT  ’ ‘  is that a wEED? i’m callin the police!!!  ’ ‘  yo, drink this vodka down the hatch c’mon  ’ ‘  it is wednesday, my dudes. aaaaAAAAAAH  ’ ‘  there is only one thing worst than a rapist… a child!  ’ ‘  get to del taco, they got a new thing called fre shavocado  ’ ‘  *to the tune of ghostbusters* i’m an adult virgin  ’ ‘  hi my name is tre, i have a basketball game tomorrooooow  ’ ‘  babeyou’reafuckingbitchiwantyoutogetthefuckoutofmycarcauseiwannabreakupwithyou i fucking hate you   ’ ‘  todays forecast we can clearly see that somebody got me fucked up. FUCKED. UP.  ’ ‘  whAT’S UP FUCKERS  ’ ‘  FUCK YOU, THAT’S WHY  ’ ‘  he needs some milk!  ’ ‘  you are my dad. YOU’RE MY DAD! boogie woogie woogie  ’ ‘  yEAH NO SHIT, HONEY  ’ ‘  oooooh my boy going to prom. fuck it up! fuck it up! fuck it up!  ’ ‘  hey, how you doin? i’m doing just fine. i lied. i’m dying inside  ’ ‘  honey, you got a big storm comin  ’ ‘  i wanna fucking DIE  ’ ‘  road work ahead? uh yeah i sure hope it does  ’ ‘  the yo-yo master did not answer, he just kept on yo-ing  ’ ‘  welcome back to me screaming  ’ ‘  you know sometimes i think to myself what are you waiting for you dumb stupid fuuuuuuck!  ’ ‘  do you ever shut the fuck up?  ’

[riskappetite-deactivated2019010]

                  IT’S ALWAYS DARKEST                     BEFORE THE DAWN.

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◣   MEDIC.   ◥

STELLARHOUND // CONT.

“That’s not— ” he smiled and dropped it before even finishing the sentence. He knew soldier types, it wasn’t something he ever thought he would have such a vast knowledge on but he knew all their quirks and all the things they did just to stay alive. He understood them, and he understood that there was an illusion of safety in being unapproachable, it wasn’t a minor thing for people who rarely ( if ever ) experienced feeling safe “You could be more approachable. You know?” he offered instead, patiently “Outside your job. We all need people”.

                       jado exhaled sharply from between his teeth, grinning not unlike something predatory. never was a compliment, really, to be called intimidating was it? oh imagine the poor galaxy realizing how much they lucked out. that he was only one, when there used to be three. fingertips stained red and purple from the berries he picked at  in a bowl tossed one into his mouth.  ❝  oh, i can be very approachable.  ❞ he was tactfully evading the latter half of the statement.  ❝  just a matter of presentation.  ❞ 

[stellarhound-blog]

"You're a little intimidating"

◣   nervous meme   ◥   ╱   ACCEPTING !   

                           ❝  thank you.  ❞ said without hesitation, sounding entirely genuine ( a rare trait for anyone who knew jado, which was no one ; they knew what he wanted them to ). if he weren’t sitting he would have had to look quite a ways down at the young medic, but from where he was they were nearly the same height. it was nice to know he was intimidating without even trying, though it likely wasn’t a difficult feat given that he’d been taller than six feet since he was a boy. 

                                                                           ╱╱ @eireniic  

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Nervous Starters

"I can't do it"

"I think I'm gonna be sick"

"I'm sorry, I'm a little nervous"

"Excuse me, hi- I- Sorry, I just- sorry"

*incoherent stuttering*

"I've never done this before"

"I've got butterflies in my stomach"

"I froze up"

"I'm just working up the nerve"

"You're a little intimidating"

"I'm worried about _____ "

"My heart feels like it's going to beat out my chest"

"I'm not nervous"

"You ramble when you're nervous"

"Just go over there and talk to them"

"Go on, you can do it" "Are you nervous?"

"A few nerves are a good thing"

"Do I make you nervous?"

"Relax, no one's looking"