#ner0tic

[soughtserenity]

Rafes spicy thoughts below:

" I'm trying to be chill but... I need my girl bad man. I need her so bad it's driving me crazy. " He rubs himself through his shorts just a little to make himself better but that only made him tense and hard.

[cannibr4t]

@ner0tic asked: " you wanna know my secret? " from warren leone to billie klein

billie took a long drag of her vape and turned her head to exhale, giving it a second before her gaze flickered back at the old man. she had been fascinated by his teeth and the want to pull some out without anesthesia for her small, but growing collection. that was her little secret, but she was playing a game at the moment or at least that is what she thought. " what's your secret ? " she asked with a genuine expression, curiosity etched across her smooth features. " wait , let me guess. is it something like you embroider your underwear with your name or something like that ? "

[4ct3]

don't  act  brave  now. | landon leone 👀

▬ι𓆃 ------------------ ask meme

amber thought he had got away from all this trouble; she's supposed to be laying low, keeping to herself, not causing a scene. still, the excitement of all of this has her heart pounding in her chest; trying hard to not let in show on her features as the man draws closer to her. coldness stays deep in her eyes, even as she looks up to him, only letting out a small chuckle at his words. " oh baby, it's not an act. "

her arms crossed loosely around her waist, fingers ever so slightly pushing up the end of her top just enough to get her fingers around her stowed away knife without him noticing. dark, messy hair falls to one side as her head tilts, looking him over before a smirk pulls at the edges of her lips. " so, what's your plan? gonna kill me? for what, giving you a mean look? " amber laughs at her own words before playfully pouting at him. " what a big strong man. "

[paladinstales]

❛ i think we're being followed… ❜ from eleven ..!

Nighttime Prompts | Accepting | @ner0tic

Without letting go of her hand and without stopping to walk, Mike tries to listen to their surroundings. He's trying so hard to to stay calm, to keep his cool, but fuck he's scared. The military just can't find El, and right now, he's the only one with her, the only one who can protect her. There's nothing he wants more than her to be safe, to be happy for good. She deserves the best. And he wants to give her all of that, of course.

He gives a quick look behind them before his attention is back on El. He doesn't know if they're really being followed, but he can't risk it. "Let's run." Mike has never been that good in sports, but he just knows that right now, the stress and the adrenaline will suddenly make him quite good at it. "They won't find us. I won't let them reach you." Maybe Mike doesn't have any kind of power, but he will do all he can to protect her. That's also why he took one of Nancy's guns. He's definitively not that skilled, but it's hopefully enough to slow the military down if they find them.

[storytellerwheeler]

sender holds receiver's hand on a rollercoaster. | eleven..! ( ∩´͈ ᐜ `͈∩)

☾ cute action prompts.

"There's no need to be nervous, it'll feel a little strange at first, but then it gets better, and I won't let go"

[intcthatgoodnight]

DBH MEME // accepting

@ner0tic: “Don’t let anybody tell you who you are.” | from ashley to father jud

“Thank you, that's … very good advice.” Father Jud smiled softly and ducked his head.

There were often new faces showing up at Perpetual Grace. Some were there to give the church a second chance after being run off by Wicks, but others were there looking for a miracle they believed was being covered up, or looking to call out the killer priest they believed got away with murder. He welcomed them all with open arms and took the brunt of their accusations with a calmness he had worked hard to achieve. He wasn't a stranger to being beaten down, both physically and emotionally. He could take it.

In a way it did remind him of his past. Back then people thought they knew who he was: a punk kid, a junkie, a criminal, a fighter. And for a long time he thought they were right, and that was all he would ever be. But God had shown him he could be more. He knew who he was. And the right people knew and accepted the truth of what all had happened that terrible Good Friday. That's what mattered.

Jud shook his head, pushing away thoughts of himself. He was here for the people. “You're not a local - at least, I haven't seen you around. I hope you don't mind me asking, but … what brings you here?”

[fantasywritten]

@ner0tic (continued from here)

RITA KNEW not to press. In all honesty, whatever had been keeping him busy was probably something she didn’t want to know about, considering his line of work. Still, he DID look exhausted; she just wished there was some way she could help. “You should get some rest, then,” she said with a small albeit sympathetic smile. “DID YOU EAT? I made pasta for the kids, but there’s plenty of leftovers.”

[cfthesoul-a]

why is this so important to you? | from will graham to wesley henson ..!

✱ ˚｡⋆ ↪ MORBIDCURIOSITY 

"Because I have to clear my name and my brothers. A brother I didn't even know I had until a few months ago. I don't know how you don't see how important it is."