#conceitcd

[cometbirthmoved-blog]

                                      ❛        cool  ---        so  you  think  you  can  maybe  give  me  a  lift  or  somethin’  ?        or  would  it  be  like  . . .       weird  to  ride  you  ?       or  . . .        ride  inside  you  ?        ---        i  . . .        y’know  what  you  know  what  i  mean  .        ❜                // @conceitcd liked for a starter !

[incorrecttttequotes]

Sidney: Hey, I’m beginning to think you guys don’t think I’m very smart.

Diesel: You can barely remember your own name, Einstein!

Sidney: Einstein is a hard name to remember!

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Thomas: I’m sorry I missed the mission. I wasn’t there, and you might have needed me.

James: Nope.

Thomas: But if I’ve been there…

James: Nope.

Thomas: Look…

James: Nope.

Thomas: James is great.

James: Nope... Aw!

[capticence-archived]

“I rigged it!” // but it's okay if you aren't interested!

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[adventurouswind]

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Bartz slumped over as he was wounded severely, a gash across the left side of his back reaching up to his shoulder as he breathed heavily. 

He couldn’t keep his eyes open any longer as his vision blurred, he rested slumped down by a wall by some train tracks he didn’t know were there.

[readerbeauty-blog]

@conceitcd liked for a starter!

       ❝ You---- You're a train and you can TALK!! ❞ Perhaps the brunette shouldn't be surprised to find a living-talking thing. However, she was not in Beast's Castle and Lumiere and the others are just talking objects because of A CURSE one witch put into them, but why there's such thing as a talking train? Is she going mad?

[priick-blog]

jesus fuck this A S S W I P E is quite confident isn’t he? as a scoff comes from steff’s lips, and he KNOWS he’s looking at T R A S H. they’re not on the same fucking level are they? 

“you really wanna fucking go there? what’re you gonna do…kick my ass? because let me tell you it’d be so fucking predictable if you did JUST that…let me guess you’re fucking pissed off at the world—” delicate brow slightly raising up as a bored sigh slowly leaves his privileged lips,                “no you’re just fucking boring”

[ayjaks-blog]

 ajax detects no colors, no indication of the position he falls under. matter of fact, the only affiliation he notes is the feathered hair kept in well-condition, rivaling that of his clothes. has enough cash to sustain himself, probably, good for him if ajax didn’t feel resentment at any higher class that stayed clean & untouched from the scum that litters the lower-class of new york. all while he & the rest of his gang practically BATHED in it.

  “predictable, huh? what about it?” a brow quirks, this time his grin exposing teeth. leather-cased hands draw up to his chest, cracks his knuckles with a sense of superiority that he personally set up for himself ( though the other may not perceive it that way ).

   boring.

   joined fists separated, one of them making a grab at the other’s collared shirt. ajax’s grin dissipates as he yanks him close, “no, what’s borin’ is all you rich chicken-shits thinkin’ you’re big. i ought’a knock all your teeth in & make ya choke on it.”