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[nihilisticgoth]

roxepetalx:

The albino’s eyes narrowed before she swiftly stepped to the side to move out of his way. Then her lavender colored gaze returned to her original path. She felt silly enough hiding under an umbrella so the sun didn’t burn her.

“My apologies. You could have said ‘excuse me’. Basic manners.”

“I never said I had any.” Why waste manners on a conformist? But upon further inspection, he realized she wasn’t particularly normal looking. Oh great. Another Hot Topic dweller maybe? “Visiting South Park?” He inquired, wanting to know if he needed to be wary of this stranger.

[nihilisticgoth]

its-butters-stotch:

Butters was sitting at the bus stop like he always did on a school day. Not only was he wearing a jacket but also a thick sweater underneath, so the offer only resulted in him not wearing his jacket anymore. The boy smiled and took off his coat, handing it to Pete “C'mere” he said with a little giggle “I mean it’s big enough to fit both of us if you’re really concerned about me bein’ cold.” he giggled again.

Pete refused to turn his head at him again, but he kept glancing his way to eye the coat. The seconds that ticked by felt like hours. Where the fuck was the bus? It wasn’t long before it started to become too much, and Pete ended up scooting closer to the blonde. He hated himself for this, but he really wanted to keep all of his limbs. “This never happened.” He warned, finally letting his shivering show.

[knifeandquill-blog]

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bull-de-hierro:

"It’s no biggie, really." Iron Bull shrugged, trying to find something to grasp and haul himself into an more secure position. Here, he would glance downwards towards her, giving her a reassuring grin.  "Have no worries. Maybe I can kick open the door.." he was trying to calculate if he could even attempt a stunt, without damaging anything besides the door.

"Yes-- perfect. Just please do not crush me between your thighs while you do so."

There's a distinct tone of worry in her voice, almost a timid whisper, as she glances back up at him; only the sliver of light that shines through the crack of the door illuminating him grin. Unknowingly, she grips to the cloth of his pants like a safety net, biting her bottom lip as her anxiety proves to fester.

[vikingsix]

animus3pointo sent:

"There's no way out."

  So, maybe he hadn't thought it through too well.

There they were, behind enemy lines and right in the center of the jungle. Hesh kept his hands held up, seeing as they were surrounded by men with guns, and kept glancing nervously to Ani as if she would have the answer to how to get out of their current predicament.

        "Yeah. I see that, now.           Any ideas on how to at least get away?"

[vikingsix]

rorketheghostkiller sent:

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you."

Hesh writhed in the ropes, and for some reason, the chair was awfully rickety and felt like it had splinters all over it.

After a moment of pushing at the cloth tied around his mouth with his shoulders and whatever he thought could help, he finally give up, muffled words sounding through the room.

        "Fuck you."