#oops 2.0

[star-can-wrecked-birthdays]

[unsctisfied]

snapchat || oopsie not gabi

sam: i thought you said you were just going to get coffee?  sam: hurry up :( the bed is getting cold  sam: did you forget the do not disturb sign because housekeeping saw me like this. 

[unsuccesscr]

“You’re not the same person I knew.” //oh more you said? How abt that MysMe bad ending ❤️

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 !

iv. miscommunication.

@invisiquirk

A brief pause at that, stopping mid motion with back still turned away from the one speaking those oh-so-daring words. But it’s not hesitation, no, that much would be evident if she could see his bemused expression; the glint of an opportunity to make this all hurt that much more. 

If it was the last thing he did, she would suffer as much as he had.

The cell door slams shut once more but he remains inside, eyes once dark emerald washed away to mint and smile cruel. No, this boy was no longer the one from the chatroom. No longer the innocent youth who had come to save her (perhaps it was a kindness from an unknown god that she could not bare witness to how much he had truly transformed. or perhaps it was cruelty instead, giving her false hope)

“It’s funny you say that” he breathes in his prisoner’s ear, having corralled the bruised and dehydrated ‘special missionary’ into the corner of the cell. “Because you never really knew me at all” 

Pulling away, but placing one hand firmly on her neck to ensure there will be no attempt to flee. “You know, you really should be careful who you talk to over the internet.”

“You never know...what a person is capable of” The cold metal of a handgun pressed to her jaw. Although it’s an empty threat, for now. He hasn’t been given permission to dispose of this traitor as of yet.

“Didn’t you wonder? How a highschooler was able to find you?” the click of the safety being turned off and it’s a thrill to know if he pulled the trigger right now he wouldn’t feel the slightest tinge of forgiveness. They had been right, he’s truly free.

“They put informants through a special kind of hell. It’s like you might die at any moment. Some do. Only the strongest survive”

“But you know? It wasn’t enough. I didn’t want to be strong. I was afraid.” Afraid of that darkness within, his ‘devil’ as the savior had called it. “As a kid, I always wanted to be a hero. So I clung to the light, stubbornly.”

“That’s what drew me to you. You may be a traitor, a good for nothing. But your darkness was so much more than mine. I wanted to be your light. Your hero.” Moving closer once more, though the gun still in place, next words spoken softly; a mockery of sweet nothings.

“I haven’t changed at all, because I never really loved you.”

[frankensteined]

oops. i just finished the first return to the nexus after eos and returned to my ship only to find an email from gil...that name-drops jaal as though he's already on the ship. when we haven't even gone to aya yet. so i just...reloaded to right before checking that email. so i can go back to it later without breaking my immersion. 😧

[esamastation]

animated headcanon android!JARVIS

[losinhimwasbluee]

I'm literally deleting half of my camera roll so I'll have enough space to take pictures on saturday

[mmike0]

I am so here for an Oops 2.0 or Outta This World 2.0 from Britney. I am so glad she is doing what SHE wants for this album and has her direction set without interference. I am beyond excited for this record, I don't even care about sales or anything else. I just want good music, which I know she will deliver.