KINGS MEME • FIVE RELATIONSHIPS > MICHELLE + ROSE [X]
A mother will do anything to protect her own… as I will protect you.

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KINGS MEME • FIVE RELATIONSHIPS > MICHELLE + ROSE [X]
A mother will do anything to protect her own… as I will protect you.
potavid: michelle prob doing their makeup lbr potavid: david’s probably honestly having a really great time
jack’s response: i …no
I have colour palettes and dresses planned out for when this does happen.
Just saying.
Exile
Day one day zero depends on how you count though
I’m in a car right now. Stanley’s the driver, mom’s one who used to give me peppermints.
I think I might be in shock. Does being in shock feel like being pregnant? Is this just the pregnancy? I don’t know.
I’m probably in a little bit of shock. It’s all mom’s fault. Or mine. After she told me I was going into exile her people led me out to a car. They had to get me away before silas found out, they said. Found out what? I’m not going to show for another two months at least. Maybe they didn’t want anyone to follow us here. That would make more sense, I guess.
We’ve been driving for almost twelve hours now and I still don’t know where we’re going.
I fell asleep for two hours or so. They had to stop four times for me to puke. I told them it was a stomach bug. By the third time nothing was coming up but bile. God, I hate morning sickness.
I think we’re getting close now, they’re telling me to put this away. I’ll write more later.
thesabbathqueen:
If he wasn’t here to kill her, then what was he here for?
"I’m the princess of Gilboa. Who else would you be here to kill?"
She shook her head, keeping the gun pointed at his chest.
”I wouldn’t have this if I didn’t know how to use it. Also, you’re certifiably insane if you think I’m putting down my weapon when a strange, ex-military man shows up in my hotel room. Now for the last time, tell me what you’re doing here.”
—”Okay first of all, why do you assume I’m here to kill somebody? You just said I have no weapon. You think I’m going to break in and what… smoother the princess to death? That’s impractical at best.”
He sighed, sitting on her bed, making himself comfortable.
—”Alright, let’s start over. You’re the princess, hello lovey. M’not here for anything to do with you, just got m’windows a bit mixed up is all. Also your security is shite. M’just a man doin’ a job, s’all. I get paid to do it, if you pay me more, I’ll take my leave and you don’t have to worry about what I may or may not have been here to do.”
Michelle followed him over to the bed, flicking the safety on but keeping the gun in her hand.
"It's three a.m. Why else would you be climbing in the window? And you just admitted that you're here to kill someone, are you really....?"
She sighed, letting the gun hang from one had as she rubbed her eyes with the other. It was too early for this. "And you want me to pay you to protect someone I don't even know, even though you have no weapon, and I'm pointing a gun at you. Are you drunk?"
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michelle: doritos man
michelle: what are you gonna do
tracker jacker: EAT THEM ALL
tracker jacker: jack forbids u to ever speak of this again
michelle: this is black mail material for the next decade
tracker jacker: this is michelle never gets helped with nude pictures again for the next decade
michelle:...not cool dude
I was gone for one day
DO U HEAR THE DORITOS SING
SINGING THE SONG OF ANGRY CHIPS
IT IS THE MUSIC OF TORTILLAS WHO WILL NOT BE BAGGED AGAIN
WHEN THE BEATING OF YOUR HEART
ECHOES THE CRUNCHING OF OUR SOULS
THEN YOU WILL UNDERSTAND OUR PAIN
WHEN TOMORROW COOOOOOOOOOOOMES
And if you call me at 4 am, too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep. If you need to cry I will not wipe your tears away because you are only human and sometimes tears are as close to laughter as you can get and that’s okay. If you get sleepy I will let you drool on my arm and I won’t laugh at you if you snore too loud. If you need to yell so hard that your voice cracks and your knees fail I will hold you up and yell with you. If you get so angry you punch your hands red I will ice your knuckles and tell you that wounds heal both inside and out, and just like the cold that is harsh and burning, I will always be the warmth to soothe you and make you feel better. I will love you.
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thesabbathqueen:
"I’ve got no idea what you think a fistfight looks like, but to me this looks a hell of a lot like an assassination attempt. It’s the third in as many months."
He didn’t look like the other guys sent to kill her. For one, he wasn’t yelling anti-monarchy slogans at her.
"What kind of assassin are you anyway? You don’t even have a weapon.
Now tell me who you are and how you got in before I call my bodyguards.”
"And just who do you think I’m here to assassinate? You?"
{If he had really wanted to kill her, he would have never got this close. He was actually competent at his job - thank you very much. Unlike the other three moron’s apparently. }
"First of all, put that the fuck away. …Do you even know how to shoot, little miss?"
{No weapon? Please. He’s just a bit more discreet than some, s’all.}
If he wasn't here to kill her, then what was he here for?
"I'm the princess of Gilboa. Who else would you be here to kill?"
She shook her head, keeping the gun pointed at his chest.
"I wouldn't have this if I didn't know how to use it. Also, you're certifiably insane if you think I'm putting down my weapon when a strange, ex-military man shows up in my hotel room. Now for the last time, tell me what you're doing here."
thesabbathqueen:
She gently set the toast down, frowning and crossing her arms. It wasn’t like Jack to just give up and close off, even this early in the morning. “You usually can’t be dragged out of bed until noon.”
She stood and wandered over to the coffee pot, noticing that barely any was left in the carafe. She looked over at Jack’s face, noting tiny marks around his eyes. She stepped forward, frowning.
"Jack, did you sleep at all?"
”Yes, Michelle, I slept.” It’s nearly a snap and he could only bring himself to half-regret it — it was early, he was tired, he was hungover, she was talking. He chose, however, to instead pay attention to letting the glass of orange juice he’d managed to bring up to his mouth rest hard back down onto the table. Because he’d slept. He just hadn’t slept much. And, he’d note, he only stayed in bed until noon when he’d closed his eyes no earlier than seven, eight AM — in which was, was certainly not this morning. But, as usual, she didn’t have to know that.
" — Quit it with the third degree."
She set down the coffee in front of his plate and laid a hand in his hair.
"I don't want to--"
She frowned. That didn't come out right.
"You know you can tell me anything, right?"
She loved her brother, loved the broken, jagged edges of him, but sometimes he scared her. Not because of anything he said or did, because of the things he didn't.
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—”No! Fuck. Goddamnit jesus h christ. Were you raised in a bloody barn? You don’t bring a gun to a fistfight, that’s playin’ dirty.
And when you see that a person such as I may have, in fact, done such a thing, you don’t try and stop them!
Understood? ….Have you no sense of self preservation?
…There was an episode of the Young Ones just like this once, I swear to god.”
"I've got no idea what you think a fistfight looks like, but to me this lloka a hell of a lot like an assassination attempt. It's the third in as many months."
He didn't look like the other guys sent to kill her. For one, he wasn't yelling anti-monarchy slogans at her.
"What kind of assassin are you anyway? You don't even have a weapon.
Now tell me who you are and how you got in before I call my bodyguards."
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— go 2 hell michelle
"Don't worry Jacky, all women have their cycle. Do you want to eat chocolate and braid each other's hair?"
truth: be a prince without any power, or have power without being a prince?
truth meme
“— Easy. When you’re born to a monarchy you aren’t born to p o w e r; that’s a lie. Instead, the word is handed to you with filthy fine print explaining that what you have been given means shit and what you are due to receive isn’t as set in stone as storybooks would have you assume — you are born to pissing in the r i g h t can and holding the right fork and saying I do to the right pair of tits. Nothing more. Even what you can get away with and what you can’t get away with rival each other in ways God and s a t a n would hardly be able to comprehend so, trust me. — Anyone would rather the latter.”
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