#dickmedead

[thecvildead]

@dickmedead​ | for whoever u want. <3

‘ you’re actin’ all shy now, huh?   that’s cute. real cute. ’

[kingkbra]

@dickmedead​ asked:  “well, good morning sunshine!” /with attitude from Kreese

     his eyes squeeze tightly shut before he opens them properly .    his head is killing him .    his body aches ,    too ,    like he’s bruised in a hundred different places and strained in twenty more .    he groans ,    his hand going to his ribs as he sits up -------- and then that voice invades his senses .    A VOICE HE REALLY THOUGHT HE’D NEVER HAVE TO HEAR AGAIN .    he doesn’t remember how he got here .   actually ,   he doesn’t know where here even is .    he recalls being too drunk to act rationally ,   and he recalls coming this close to losing his life ,    and he recalls kreese showing up just in time .   and fighting with him ,   instead of against him ,   and ----    shit .      ❛     shit .    ❜     his hand goes to his forehead ,    rubbing between his eyes .   and then his hand just stays there for a moment .    why the hell is kreese here ?     he’s supposed to be in jail ,   not ...   not occupying the same space as him .

    maybe if he keeps his hand over his eyes for long enough kreese will just disappear ,   or something .    it feels like he’s got something crawling under his skin .    he swallows ,    hard ,   and then just ...    just looks over at him .    he’s gonna have to face the music some time ,   right ?      ❛     what the hell are you doing here ?    ❜  

[solarsought]

@dickmedead asked:  ❛  speak your mind even if your voice shakes.  ❜  /Nancy to Robin 

“You say that like it’s so easy. I mean we don’t all have Nancy Wheeler confidence to back us up when we’re feeling afraid.” Robin states as she looks over at Nancy. She didn’t mean this in a mean way not in the slightest more like how she didn’t get it. She had no idea how Nancy could be so confident so willing to run at things head on that could never be Robin. She was too nervous too unsure of herself to ever dream of it. “I just- I don’t know that’s not me I either don’t stop talking or I can’t talk at all there’s no in between for me and usually I keep talking when I shouldn’t and stop talking when I should- does that even make sense?”

[mcsaiccfmusesa]

@dickmedead​ asked: ❛ i won’t forget you. i will promise to remember you always. ❜ / El to Max

El hugged her newfound friend tightly, a frown on her face. She didn’t want El to leave, not when they’d just started to get so close. “You know you can call me, right?” She asked, truly uncertain if El knew the phones would reach to California. “You know, when you find a new guy to make your life crazy or your sort-of brothers irritate you.”

[symbiiotic]

‘YOU’RE A REAL CHARMER, YOU KNOW THAT?’ / ANNE WEYING      @dickmedead​ — some meme somewhere idk

GOD, BUT HOW VENOM PUFFS UP WITH PRIDE AT THAT, even though it’s not even a comment directed to them. [ OF COURSE WE ARE, ] they all but purr in the back of Eddie’s skull, broad and pleased. [ THIS IS NO SURPRISE. WE ARE CHARMING, HANDSOME, THE PERFECT PARTNER, AT LEAST MORE THAN DAN —— ]

And Eddie, for his part, just manages to look vaguely strained, grimacing and muttering, “ Jesus, ” before a tight smile pulls crooked across his features; he gives a kind’ve lopsided shrug. “ I mean, ” he says, shoving his other’s commentary to the back of his attention, “ Y’know, some people say so. Some real important people, too. ” He gives a little grin. “ Like, y’know, lawyers, once upon a time. ”

[breakbcnes]

❝ i speak the truth. and you know it. ❞ // alicent to ser harwin 

Of course he knew she was speaking the truth but how was he going to admit that? He couldn’t. There was no way he would ever admit to the other that it was the case. His jaw sets for a moment as Harwin looks over at the Queen. “I do not know what you mean, your grace.” The tone suggests he isn’t putting up an act when he was fully aware of the truth. “Are these accusations or speculations?” Was he overstepping here? Maybe, but he was lord commander of the goldcloaks with his allegiance sworn to Rhaenyra. only answering to the king. At least that’s what he liked to believe and with some protection with his father as the hand to the king. Still, he knows his limits and when not to press his luck. Though it could go either way at this point, he did make sure his tone wasn’t one that could be used against him. 

House of the Dragon Starters | Accepting | @dickmedead​​

[vandbaerer]

meme i can’t find / accepting if you find it !

@dickmedead​ sent: ❝  you don’t know how glad i am to see you.  ❞ / Beck to Peach

She had survived that shit, and she had enough material to take him down. All along, she had been right; Joe Goldberg was the worst and he needed to be taken down. Hopefully Beck would be able to see that before it was too late.

Peach was in the hospital, looking worse than she ever had. Yet, at spotting Beck by the door, cradling a bouquet of flowers, strings of balloons held in the grasp of her hand. “Turns out it takes more than a gun to get rid of me,” Peach snarked, her signature smirk still present, despite her weakened state. Joe had been a lousy shot, only managing to graze her rather than go for the KILL. She was here, still breathing — and he was so going down.

Tapping the side of her bed gently, she encouraged Beck to come to her. Heart thumping softly at the sight of her, feeling at peace to know that she was here with her, rather than him. “I appreciate that you’re here.”

[teachbalance]

@dickmedead​​ asked: " you look like you could use a hug. " / Sam to dad :)     simpting softness prompts

it   brings   a   smile   to   his   lips.   sam   had   too   much   of   him   in   her   at   times.   and   his   father,   he   thinks.   both   of   them.   kindness   pouring   out   of   her,   noticing   more   than   people   give   her   credit   for.   ever   since   she   was   a   little   girl.   she   is   not   little   anymore,   samantha   can   no   longer   cling   to   his   leg   when   she   offers   a   hug   and   try   to   sooth   him   (   she   did   the   same   when   mr.   miyagi   died   he   remembers,   stronger   than   he   is,   offering   him   comfort   when   he   should   give   it   to   her   ).   “yeah.   .   .i   kind   of   need   a   hug.   i   think   you   do   too,   piccola.   come   here.”   and   he   is   already   leaning   to   wrap   his   arms   around   her.   they   botth   need   it,   leans   to   press   lips   to   sam’s   forehead   as   he   often   does.