#how does one starter

[trashbagransome]

“100 bucks says there will be a ban in those sissy drinks like the Hurricane or a Pina Colada. Pretty sure everyone’s about sick of rain and everything related.”

[rogveisms]

“Sooner or later, they’re gonna realize we’re too strong for ‘em.” She was scared, of course, but she knew the mutants were far stronger than the administration. Even her own powers were too much for them; there was no way to examine e v e r y t h i n g  she could do. “They’re not gonna take us down.”

[surinaluthra-blog]

"--- i’m not crying. It’s the fucking onions. Honestly, this is the last time I do the chief any favors. Next time, he can make his own damn onion soup to impress his wife.” 

[wellscadfort-blog]

His heart was beating faster, sweat dripping from his joints, knuckles burning. Wells didn’t accept the fact that he had limits, and the last five minutes of training were always the worst - through a doctor’s point of view. In his opinion, however, the more breathless he was the more he had to train; he couldn’t risk getting tired in front of his opponent. So what if he (sometimes) took a nap right under the punching bag out of exaustion?

This time Wells managed to exit the gym before feeling his legs wobble and fail him. He tripped right on the last step of the stairs, almost falling head first on the ground. Fortunetly, his arms slowed down the impact, and only his forehead hit the ground. Or, better, what he assumed was the ground, but was actually the tip of someone’s shoe.

[stilinskiismsx-blog]

" It's been weirdly calm around here. Should I be worried?          I feel like I should be worried."

[untaintedcorleone-blog]

[1 800 i’m a kid who doesn’t know how to smoke][but it makes me look cool so i’ve got an unlit cigar in my mouth]

Another one bites the dust~

[ferrisfae]

[Eyes and ears were everywhere, despite any kind of camouflage the petite brunette tried to disguise herself in. Though -- the weird part was -- none of the rumors that seemed to flock her were ever accurate. Which brought the singer to wonder why follow her at all? If they were just going to use their imaginations, why waste the time to bestow their 'affections' and 'appreciations' for her and her work. Regardless, there was only one place she could imagine herself at when she'd had a rather depressing and miserable day.]

[Her heels clacked upon the cement as she exited her car, the sound of the lock echoing in the parking structure as she headed away. Her dress clung tightly enough to her form to be revealing but loose enough to still be considered modest and leave some for the imagination. Her smile was plastered from ear to ear as she entered the Needy Greedy, not bothering to go any further than the ground floor -- the limelight. What could be more fun than a night of dancing and a good glass of red wine?]

[She wandered up to the bar, smiling pleasantly at the bartender who'd taken her order, and she turned to face the dance floor, scanning it for someone who looked friendly enough. She caught sight of a person heading in her direction, and she spoke loudly enough for them to hear her over the blaring music,] Can I get you something to drink? [Noticing it might have sounded overly suggestive, she made a face, before trying again,] You know, a girl doesn't want to be hanging out by herself all the time.. [Though, her second attempt was no better,] Honestly, I just need someone to enjoy a drink with me. Maybe dance a bit. You know. Enjoy the night.

[emberismyname-archive]

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"Is there a reason why you're trying to be so creepy, or did the freakshow convention come early?"