#the track

[dp-references]

Casper High

School grounds

[janas-time-line-au]

⚠️ Tw: this post contain the next topics⚠️

Body horror,raw ichor,exposed organs, character deaht

In my own take, twisted Finn is now look like a shark/fish but stays the size of the toons counterpart while barnaby is a simotoeg sigua parasite that is the size of normal pebble.

[ihaventbeenhuggedinyears]

George Russell worrying about his mechanics staying hydrated I actually love this silly goof

[sunnyville36]

강박 raising me from the dead to watch it a second time just to murder me again

[bloodiedrunner]

(Mild flash warning {idk why the filter does that})

Meg and Frankie hang out at Ormond <3

Yo thanks @feral-fuqboi-danny for being a genius and coming up with the idea of doing a custom game for Freg/Morrimas content 🥺

[al3x1ss]

. I wanna drive a faster car .

Headcannons

Karasuno:

Suga:

Laying their head on your lap

Tsukishima:

Laying their head on your lap

Kiyoko:

Bringing them home for the holidays

Ukai:

Father Figure

Aobajohsai:

Oikawa:

Bringing them home for the holidays

Cheerleader Captain

Iwaizumi:

Laying their head on your lap

Nekoma:

Kuroo:

Laying their head on your lap

Fukurodani:

Akaashi:

Bringing them home for the holidays

Shiratorizawa:

Inarizaki:

Suna:

Self Ship: Being called ‘kitty’

Any characters that I just didn’t represent by their school:

Terushima:

Bringing them home for the holidays

Cheerleader Captain

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[sweetrobinbryne]

The Track

It was a picturesque day in Florida, a rare one at that. The heat and humidity wasn’t overbearing nor oppressing, a light breeze making it all the more comfortable. A break from what was almost an unsufferable week and every man in Dillinger’s gang appreciated the reprieve, deciding to take advantage of the pleasurable weather and head to the horse track to place some bets and have a few beers.

Pierpont leaned back in his seat to sip at his ice cold drink as the horses thundered by on the track, listening to the boys joke and laugh behind him, doing exactly what they came here for. A good time and possibly make some money. The track wasn’t overly busy but still had a good amount of people there, mostly in the standing area where tickets were cheapest. His eyes roamed over the seating on the opposite of the track before quickly settling on a single woman who stood out like a sore thumb, impossible to miss her.

“Hey Red…” He called out over his shoulder, gaze never leaving the woman as nodded in her direction. “Isn’t that Bryne’s daughter over there?”

Hamilton turned his attention in the direction that Pierpont nodded and squinted as he tried to pick out who he was talking about, eyes going wide when he finally spotted her. “Holy shit, it is! What is she doing down here?”

“Looks like Nitti is trying to get back in her good graces.” Pierpont easily spotted Frank Nitti with a combination of who could only assume to be both of his and Bryne’s men. Nitti was sitting as close as he could seem to manage to get her with their lackies sitting around them in a wide circle to keep others away.

“Brave man, that’s for sure. He’s lucky she hasn’t put a bullet in his head.” Red said matter of factly before taking a sip of his beer.

“Who in the hell are you two squawking on about? I don’t see no dame.” Nelson cut in with his nasally voice, instantly making Hamilton tense and roll his eyes.

“How fucking blind are you?! The girl in the white dress and hat. Long blonde hair.” Pierpont spun around in his chair to look at Nelson as if the man was obviously bat shit crazy. “And don’t call her a dame. Not if you value your life.”

“Wait, Bryne?…He worked with Capone, right?” Homer poked his head into the conversation, now catching the rest of the gang’s attention at the mention of Capone’s infamous name.

“Yeah. Side by side for years. Walking on top of the world those two. Until something went wrong at a drop and Bryne got a bullet in the back of his head.” Hamilton huffed out, giving a quick glance to Dillinger.

“I remember that! Everyone thought that Nitti had something to do with it. It wasn’t by chance that he became Capone’s right hand man after Bryne was gone.” Homer finished off his beer and waved for another one.

“He was banking on the fact that Bryne’s part of the business would just disappear with him gone. No one but Capone knew that Bryne left everything to his daughter. Hell, no one knew she even existed! Bryne had her stashed away here in Florida while he ran his business in Chicago. Surprised the fuck out of everyone when she came out of the woodwork.” Red pointed her out across the way to John.

“Rumor has it though she’s got the face of an angel. Right out of a movie she is.” Pierpont added with a laugh. As if on cue, Robin stood from her chair and stepped around the small table, putting her hand up for her men to stay where they were when they jumped to their feet to follow. Her white lace dress flowed and moved with her every step, showing off her slim figure and round behind while the wide brimmed sun hat covered her face. Walking down a small set of stairs, she stopped briefly at the railing to look over the race track as the next set of horses and jockeys were set into the chute, waiting for the starting gun before she turned to head down the walkway and through the tunnel, out of sight.

“What do you think, Johnnie? Underneath that hat she has the face of an angel? Or is she hiding what an ugly broad she actually is?” Hamilton nudged Dillinger with his elbow and a laugh, eager to hear what he had to say.

@sonofirishseas