Apr 10, 2022
@khirurg / @wistai
y’all just wanna see alex fuck boomers and mentally ill men 😭😭
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@khirurg / @wistai
y’all just wanna see alex fuck boomers and mentally ill men 😭😭
It hurt when he recognized any of the new people that had been dragged from their homes or off the beaten path, only to be thrown into one of Jacob's cages at the Veteran's Center. Pratt had been here six months so far, as far as he could tell, he'd not found any relief in counting the days exactly. In those six months he'd seen many people put through the Herald's trials and seen many of them not make it. Plenty of people who tried to escape because they were failing he'd seen tossed to the Judges. There wasn't a night that went by that he didn't still hear their screams in his head or picture the sickening tearing of flesh off bones on the back of his eyelids. He felt so powerless here despite Jacob making sure he was made strong. Honestly, Staci still didn’t know how he’d survived his own trials. In ways he was stronger. He might still cower and hold his hands out in front of him, visible and not a threat, but he’d put on some muscle even with how little he had to eat at times. He also knew what it took to survive here more than most. He’d seen it all at the Veteran’s Center.
One of the new ‘recruits’ to be locked up outside he recognized all too quickly. Guilt sunk to the pit of Pratt’s stomach as he was walking by and he did his best not to make eye-contact with Max. The young man’s face still looked troubled, certainly stressed and almost like he was about to cry at any moment. He wouldn’t of course dare to show that kind of weakness around here. Still, he looked defeated.
Staci hadn’t missed how the ranger’s face appeared slightly beat up, not enough to not be recognizable of course but Pratt was sure his face would be bruised by the morning to contrast the dried blood. Guilt churned in his stomach again, these were his friends, his neighbors and he was helpless to stop this. He wanted to scream. Could feel it bubbling in the back of his throat trying to escape, threatening to suffocate him. Pratt choked it down, instead coughing before quickly uncapping his canteen to take a sip. After that, without a glance to Max, he hurried off, keys on his belt jingling a bit.
It was another hour before he returned. This time hugging his chest awkwardly but it looked as if he were just fighting off the night cold. It had started getting dark finally, hence his waiting. Pratt had been caught stealing food before and he didn’t want to go through that again but he wanted to make sure Max kept his strength up. “Ranger--psst,” Staci whispered from the bars, tucked between two of the cages so he was a bit out of clear view. “Max, you doing okay?” He said cautiously, glancing around before pulling out something from under his shirt. It was a small wrapped up towel that had been causing some bulk that he’d been trying to hide. He stooped down to set it near where the man was sitting through the bars. Inside was a few thick strips of smoked venison jerky and half of a now nearly cold baked potato. Pratt stayed crouched low with his fingers curled around the bars.
random starter for @wistai because
↕ + 5'10
ah yes, finally, a shorty man of culture who will get a forehead kiss instead of death
“---I think we both should be focusing on that,” he replied dryly, lips tugging almost imperceptibly. A little amusement while the entire county was going to shit before their eyes. It was short lived however. Merrick’s heartbeat was racing. Griff whined next to him. Poor thing was stressed. Gun fire was not something that had ever been apart of his training and it had probably been very loud of the dog’s ears. He was also no doubt sensing Merrick’s anxiety over what was going on. Griff started pawing at the man’s hand as his thumb and forefinger fidgeted. At least they’d snuck past -- whatever it was those people were doing back there. Dragging that family straight from their home. If they could just get back to the vet truck...Merrick had taken the truck off the road and out of sight while it was still light out. Now that it was dark...
Breathing heavily, the doctor peered around the big orchard crate they were seated and crouched behind, staying low. Lights from a porch or two in the distance was about all these lit the dirt roads up. Merrick suddenly let out a little laugh, albeit a nervous one. “I actually kind of feel frozen with fear--I can’t believe this is happening right now.” Griff was attempting to lay across his lap to help but there wasn’t time for anything like that. Merrick clicked his tongue and scratched him behind the ears before looking back to Max. “Making a run for it or slow and hidden be better, what do you think?”
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It’s been awhile since he’s seen any people, wandering through the trees and searching. For what? Timber really doesn’t know. Food and shelter? Either with other dogs or people. Maybe both.
But when he hear the sounds of humans, the hums that accompanies vehicles and homes, Timber breaks into a run. Barking, loudly. It’s a loud a bark, booming. If no one hears him, well, that just means he can dig through the trash uninterrupted. There might be yummy people food in there!
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✿ you mentioned bogdan before to me so him?
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FRIENDSHIP. childhood friends / work buddies or coworkers / family friends / friends with benefits / smoking buddies / adventure buddies / fake friends / recently friends / party buddies / friendship of need / dying friendship / circumstantial friendship / partners in crime / old friendship / [ your muse ] is the good influence / [ your muse ] is the bad influence / [ my muse ] is the good influence / [ my muse ] is the bad influence / opposites attract / ride or die / frenemies / roommates or flatmates / penpals / exes to friends / enemies to friends / other .
ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts / [ your muse is mine’s ] childhood crush / [ my muse is yours’ ] childhood crush / exes / exes to lovers / forbidden lovers / highschool sweethearts / secret relationship / opposites attract / long distance / unrequited [ from your muses side ] / unrequited [ from my muses side ] / unrequited [ from both sides ] / skinny love / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / spurious relationship / power couple / newly entered / soulmates [ metaphorical ] / soulmates [ literal ] / awkward / turning toxic / toxic love / cheating [ on your muse ] / cheating [ with your muse ] / other .
FAMILIAL. siblings [ half ] / siblings [ step ] / [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure / [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse / [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours / [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / adoptive child / foster child / [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing / [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing / other .
ANTAGONISTIC. dangerous to each other / dangerous to others / unpredictable / rivals / petty / developing into sexual or romantic tension / based off family matters / based of off circumstance / based of professional matters / based off misunderstanding or lies / conflict of ideology / betrayal / hero - villain dynamic / enemies / fight club / friends turned enemies / lovers turned enemies / exes turned enemies / other .
ADDITIONAL THOUGHTS:
Bogdan is The Goodest Boy. He’s the only one among my muses who’s a completely benevolent person and wouldn’t hurt a fly. He and Max share that pacifist nature, for sure. He’s easy to get along with, even though he’s a little withdrawn at first. He tends to keep his head down and mind his own business in order to stay out of trouble. But if someone expresses interest in talking to him, spending time with him, etc., then he opens up little by little and becomes very easy to befriend.
As for romance, Bogdan falls in love three times a day, so you can imagine how a man like Max would captivate him. The childhood crush idea sounds cute, even though it might be a bit of a pain to plan out. Unrequited feelings are very possible as well, a classic Bogdan move. All in all, I think they have a lot in common and could get along really well! The fact that Max is a DILF is a nice bonus, too.
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not in one million years nicole would have thought she’d end up like this --- flying off a bridge, plummmeting towards the water inside a car with a federal marshal while she was being chased by the members of a religious and insane cult. this was supposed to be a quiet place. hope county, montana. nothing was supposed to HAPPEN here.
the impact of the car against the water was enough to punch the air out of her lungs and make the world spin for a while. it felt like minutes had passed, but it couldn’t have been. the marshal wasn’t inside the car anymore and that was when she decided to move. how on earth she managed to swim to the nearest piece of land, she’d never know.
nicole’s vision was blurry and every part of her body HURT. she could hear them all around her --- voices, screams, people searching for her. the marshal had been found, apparently, he was screaming too in the distance. was she next?