#meme continued

[catchmeifyoucanxox]

Santa Prisca

Rhea looked over at Bruce, her hand gently brushing his. “I am fine...I just...don’t want my old flame hurting Bunny or my other children...” she looked over at Bunny. “Come with me...I cannot do this alone...”

Bunny looked at Bruce. “Batman needs to come with us...he’s the only one that knows what the fuck we’re doing.”

Rhea stepped up. “No. I cannot let Dorian have any more ideas of his clones...he’s dangerous....”

( @brucieboy297 )

[allihavearevoices]

taken from x. 

Lydia doesn’t know what to do herself let alone what he can do for her so she just shrugs impotently and fumbles with her words. 

“I-I-I don’t know Stiles.” confesses Lydia feeling broken but already hard at work putting her defenses back up. 

“What about you? Do you feel nothing right now? Or- or everything?” 

@nctasidekick

[deceivingfacade-a]

@residentbcdgirl continue from here

Ali watched a smirk form on Fletcher’s face and raised an eyebrow as he walked over to her, the smirk forming bigger as he leaned down and kissed her. Ali chuckled against his lips before kissing him. 

“Thats one way of making me.”

[therussian-punk]

Unrequited Love

@katsupurity

The blonde looked away, his cheeks were slight red. “...what?” He mumbled in reply, unable to look at Yuuri right now.

[allihavearevoices]

taken from x. 

“Stiles?” Lydia questions tremulously into the pitch darkness when thankfully she hears the familiar voice. “A-are you alright?” she adds as she once again tries to no avail to move closer to the sound of his voice. Her leg is still caught under the rubble. 

@stiledsarcasm

[blitz-no]

@hopeful-hellion from here

"So?! People fucking sneeze, Jackie. Not like it's the end of the world! Sometimes people just sneeze- For all you know, I've been learning how to be a fucking 5-Star chef and all I did was inhale some pepper!" This all would have probably been more effective if his voice didn't sound as though he had been gargling gravel for breakfast. "... Something with horses..? Like what?"

[blitz-no]

@antlered-host from here

"The... Radio Demon guy, right?" Blitzø would hardly be doing his job if he hadn't heard of Alastor; especially given the tales that reached him as soon as he had gone into his current business. His eyes narrowed just slightly but he did accept the offered handshake; making it firm but brief. As far as he knew, Alastor wanted to affect Hell, not the human world.

"I'm not some Sinner idiot, no redeeming required for me; just a handy businessman." Then, like a lightbulb going off, his eyes widened with bright interest. "However... If any of your patrons would benefit from a little bit of revenge I suppose I could come by and do a little presentation on IMP for them- Hotels love that kind of 'here's our weekly talk' shit, right?"

[blitz-no]

@hopeful-hellion from here

Did Blitzø have a drinking problem? No, he did-fucking-not. It wasn't his fault he could handle his drinks to the point where all of the idiots in the bar would buy his shot after shot to test the imp's constitution. Limits were a lie - the only limit was his wallet, which had been closed for the past 3 hours... 4 hours? Some number of hours. Whatever.

"Are you seriously drinking your wine with a fucking straw?!" He demanded, his tone somewhere between disturbed and outraged at the very concept. Obviously, there was no proof it was wine but Blitzø was hardly looking past the shape of the glass. "Stop this boring shit and have one of these." A shot was slid over to Jackie with surprisingly good aim given it was obvious the imp had been on the lash for hours.