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#Prison escape
hurtmyfavsthanks · 1 year
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Whumpril day 15:
(15: Isolation/Flinching/ “Do you trust me?”)
“Do you trust me?”
For the first time in many, many years, Villain was at a loss for words. They'd expected the ‘hospitality’ of the police to be less than ideal. They'd expected the interrogations, the beatings, the withholding of food. They'd simply gritted their teeth and endured the humiliation. 
And when they were all but dragged back to their cell and locked in the barren room, given nothing but a chain around their leg and a pathetic excuse for a blanket, Villain expected to be alone for a long, long time.
What they didn't expect was for anyone to care, let alone Hero. And yet here Hero was, dressed in a guard uniform, Villain's chains shattered at their feet. That stupidly hopeful look was on their face, but for once it didn’t annoy Villain.
For a moment, Villain understood why people looked at Hero like they were a saint.
Villain stood, hiding their unsteadiness as best as possible. "No, but you're marginally better than staying here. Let's go."
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Walking past the loudest voice in the room, feels effortless and familiar, in many ways it still feels safe, but it only works behind those iron gates. A beautiful mind is often revealed over time and by life. I can’t get back all the nights, I spent trying to deconstruct the depravity of the criminal mind. It helped pass all the countless hours spent glancing down, to hide from the eyes, I found looking back into mine.
After a while, it all fails to ignite, any sense of natural fear, and toxic shame begins to smell the same, a different story for every face, it all feels the same. I am thankful for the sunrises that happened anyway, and the nights I found comfort in the stars that still shine bright, on either side of the thin grey line. Keep walking past the loudest voices in every room. After all, that’s what I spent most of those years learning how to do.
The Thin Grey Line
“She Planted Her Own Flowers”
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stairnaheireann · 6 months
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#OTD in 1983 – Long Kesh Prison Escape | Thirty-eight members of the IRA escaped from the maximum security Long Kesh prison near Lisburn.
Two years after the epic 1981 H-Block Hunger Strike in which ten young republicans died, there was another epic event at Long Kesh that dealt a huge blow to the Thatcher regime in Ireland. This was the escape of thirty-eight IRA prisoners from H-Block 7 on Sunday 25 September 1983. At 2:15pm that day, three prisoners, carrying concealed pistols fitted with silencers and which had been smuggled…
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nix-writes-mcyt · 2 years
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May you please write a dream x reader birthday romance?
This did not end up quite as I expected, but here we are nonetheless I hope you enjoy it and I wish you a happy, most likely (at this point very) belated, birthday :D
Birthday Escape
Oneshot Contains: Fluff, Mild Angst, Minor Canon Divergence (time of year change for Dream's prison escape), Kisses, Happy Ending --------------------------------------------
You're alone. Well, you've been alone for months now
It's sad to think about, how this time last year you were with the love of your life, happy as can be Now.. you don't have that.
You don't have him. Dream.
You miss him, even with the trouble that followed him. Now it doesn't, it can't.
When Dream was imprisoned you were told to move on, to get over it. He's a criminal, that's what they told you. And maybe he is, but you love him.
He's never wronged you, always done his best to protect you. You tried your best for him too. Even when he did get locked up in the highest security cell, you tried to visit.
You've seen him once in all this time. The one time you were allowed to visit the prison. When Sam learned of your true meaning to the man in green he refused to let you enter the prison again.
Otherwise you'd have gone today. A bit of cheer for your birthday. The first one you've spent alone in a long time.
No one has been to visit. You like relatively remote, but it's not far in the nether. Still no one has come to visit you. Not even in the days prior. Maybe they all forgot.
You rest your head in your hands, staring down at the dark oak table. What you wouldn't give for anyone to be here now. Just to give you company.
With a sigh you push yourself up and out of the chair you were sitting in. You make your way over to the lounge, opening up the large window to the back garden.
Looking out brings you even more sadness, the garden you and Dream planted together starting to come to life once again. The flowers are starting to bloom, trees starting to blossom.
It's beautiful, just like him. A reminder of the past. A past you wish was your present.
Leaving the window open you move to the middle of the room, taking a seat on the couch. You grab your book from the coffee table, wanting to lose yourself in another world to save you from this one.
For a short while you do, until your attention is grabbed by a loud crash. Your head whips over to the window, which is where the noise came from.
You don't notice anything strange, until a blonde mop of hair pops up. You stay where you are, paralysed by a mix of fear and shock.
Your heart thunders in your chest, not only do you have an intruder but it's one you know. His face familiar, eyes shining despite the light coming from behind him.
"Hey Y/n." He smiles, walking past you and up the stairs. You sit and stare, waiting for him to return. Maybe he won't, maybe he's not real.
A short while later he does though. He comes back down the stairs in clothes you're more familiar with him wearing, although they're looser than they were before.
He walks over, placing a rough kiss on your lips before pulling you up to your feet. "Whatever you care about, throw it in an enderchest."
Without hesitation you nod, beginning to go around your house and put your most personal and highest valued possessions in the safe space that is your ender chest.
Dream seems to be doing the same, after all it was where he left it before he was imprisoned. You hadn't had the heart to put it away, and thus had only cleaned it.
"What's going on?" You ask him, finished with your things. "It's not safe here, not for me or for you. We have to go." He rushes, grabbing the mask from the mantle piece. It wasn't his original mask, but it was an exact replica.
"Dream please, what's happening?" "Techno and I escaped from the prison, he's waiting for us by the nether portal. I have a safe-house for us, when we get there we'll be safe." He says, putting the mask on but not fully, letting it rest on his hair so you can see his face.
"What about our home?" You ask, looking around. You've lived here for so long, with and without him.
"We'll make the next one better, I promise. I'm back now, this house holds so much grief for you. If we stay it'll be destroyed." He holds your hand, eyes soft. He knows how much this house means to you.
"Are you ready to go?" He asks, squeezing your hand. "I'm ready." You nod. Dream offers a reassuring smile, placing a soft kiss on your lips before pulling his mask down to cover his face.
You unlock the back door, meaning Dream doesn't have to climb through the window again. Once outside the two of you meet up with Techno, who looks less than impressed and highly alert.
"Got everything?" He asks. Dream nods, so do you. Techno grunts in approval, entering the portal.
Before you can follow Dream stops you. "We're going to rebuild, we're going to make up for lost time. Do you trust me?" You nod.
"I've always trusted you." "I trust you too, so," he pulls out a netherite sword with a messy green bow made of grass and a small flower on it, holding it out to you. You take the sword from his hands, it's fully enchanted, the edge is sharp and straight.
"I'm sorry it's not been the best birthday, that you have to lose so much. Your new house, I hope you will love, but this sword is my main gift to you. Every birthday from now on, I promise you Y/n, will be best I can make it. Happy birthday." You wrap your arms around him, a quick hug all there is time for.
"I'm just glad you're here." You whisper. "I wouldn't leave the one I love to be all alone on their birthday."
With that he guides you into the portal, the two of you ready to leave. You see the house, the garden. The garden you and Dream planted together. Flowers of all different colours starting their life once again after being laid dormant.
It's a poetic end, the flowers mirroring your own life. As the over-world fades to purple and the purple fades to red you, much like the flowers, are entering a new year of life. One you hope will be so much more beautiful than any before it.
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superbeans89 · 7 months
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This is some looney tunes shit
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doodledumping-ground · 6 months
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ICONS-tober - Day 2 - Spiders
Man, END-Infiltration would have been wild XD
@vanguard2814 @brutusfeels
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davealmost · 2 years
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Down by Law
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tinaah113 · 1 year
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look at his cute little legs! 😭
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cinemaquiles · 7 months
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Você sabia? O plágio de um clássico filme de fuga de prisão que muita gente não conhece!
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hiisikoloart · 9 months
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Yesterday I spent ages deleting my tweets so I could delete my art twitter and leave nothing to Musk. I still have to do the same work for my author twitter and I'll finally be free od the curse.
(Also, the fact that there is no "delete all" button is mighty sus, and the way everything is "categorized" to media, tweets, and responses...is zero accurate. I kept finding my basic tweets in responsed and media from responses too....)
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pizzaslut-xox · 2 years
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“A thousand to one” - Enzo
I created this just quickly might make a couple more but prettier stranger things and other fandom quotes 🥺
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100yearoldcomics · 2 years
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March 28, 1922 Out Our Way by J.R. Williams
Wonder if that prisoner's a Dapper Dan man?
Caption: Detective Knum left town with a prisoner yesterday. [ID: Knum stands on a train station platform, handcuffed to a criminal he's just apprehended. Knum is a tall thin man with a bushy black mustache, the criminal is a portly man who resembles an Emmett Kelly-style hobo. The criminal, taking a chance, jumps onto a boxcar on the locomotive running past them. Det. Knum, surprised, has his hat and cigar fly off his head. /end]
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stairnaheireann · 2 months
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#OTD in 1919 – Harry Boland and Michael Collins engineer Éamon de Valera’s escape from Lincoln Jail in England. He is dressed as a woman.
The façade of Lincoln Prison is an intimidating welcome for anyone entering the facility. Since its opening in 1872, few have escaped and those who have were often quickly re-apprehended. That is, except for the case of Éamon de Valera, the Irish dissident and future president of Ireland, who managed to escape to freedom in 1919 in a famous incident which briefly brought the Irish revolution to…
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staydandy · 2 years
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Defendant (2017) - 피고인 - Whump List
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List by StayDandy Synopsis : Park Jung Woo is a prosecutor at Seoul Central District Prosecutors’ Office. One day, he wakes up and finds himself a convict on death row. Suffering from temporary amnesia, Jung Woo has no idea what transpired to land him in prison. He struggles to recover his memory and clear his name before his time is up. (MDL) AKA : Innocent Defendant
Whumpee : Park Jung Woo played by Ji Sung
Country : 🇰🇷 South Korea Genres : Thriller, Mystery, Law
Notes : This is a Partial List - I didn't list every bit of whump, just what caught my attention the most
Episodes on List : 2 Total Episodes : 18
*Spoilers below*
10 : Park JungWoo is stabbed so he can escape
11 : … continued from previous ep.
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Shawn Mendes posts a book recommendation to his ig story. Captions it: life changer
August 20, 2022
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Shantaram by Gregory David Roberts
Summary: Shantaram is a 2003 novel by Gregory David Roberts, in which a convicted Australian bank robber and heroin addict escapes from Pentridge Prison and flees to India. The novel is commended by many for its vivid portrayal of life in Bombay in the early to late 1980s.
First Sentence: It took me a long time and most of the world to learn what I know about love and fate and the choices we make, but the heart of it came to me in an instant, while I was chained to a wall and being tortured.
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yushox · 2 years
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He looks at the scarred face of the man who he once loved, the man who was so afraid of showing his face. The man who clearly no longer cares about his looks, too occupied with being on the run to make a new mask.
"Dream.. what are you doing in Kinoko?" his voice sounds weak, the heartbreak barely hidden under a thin veil of a slight tremor.
The man stares at him while pocketing the TNT "I should leave...", he says knowing that he can't.
George sighs, pale and nearly crying "Yeah, you should."
"George~!" a hand appears on the ravenettes shoulder and slowly the rest of the body becomes visible, the god quickly notices the unwelcome guest "Ah, hello Dream, we finally meet."
Dreams eyes have widened from the surprise "Who-who are you? Why do you look like me?"
"Ofcourse, questions questions questions, I'm XD, the god of this server and the creator of two very special books, one of which is in the possession of someone who has not used it as intended." The God says sweetly, relishing in the sight of the other man paling considerably.
Dream stares at the hand XD has on Georges shoulder "George.."
Said man sighs and tears up "Dream. I would have been your king, I would still follow you, still care about you... still love you. If only you would do the same. But you made it more than clear I.. WE meant nothing to you," gently, he puts his hand on XD's intertwining his fingers with the Gods "now my heart belongs to someone else Dream. I wish I could give you another chance. I wish I still felt anything for you. But, everything you have done recently, said recently. I... I simply don't feel anything for you anymore."
"So you... you went and fell in love with someone who looks like me because..?" Dream asks, feeling I'll to his stomach.
"At first it was to pretend, because I still loved you. But then I got the word that you killed Tommy in prison. I lost all care for you that day because XD came to show me everything you did to Tommys corpse and how you enjoyed every single second of what you did," George says shaking "then, out of revenge I decided to give my hand to XD," he says, not looking at the God for a second "he not only took it, he took me, completely. He gave me the same love and care I didn't know I craved from you Dream. So I let him mate me."
The green-clad man feels a wetness on his cheeks that he hasn't felt in ages, he tries to speak but only silence comes out of his mouth.
"Goodbye Dream, and, never, Ever, come near Kinoko again. It is protected by my mate. And XD.. I do not care what you do to him, he means nothing to me anymore."
XD squeezes his mortals shoulder gently, finally getting the proof that he can drop his disguise. George turns to him, staring at his real form with understanding in his eyes "I perceive you my God." the shorter smiles and hugs XD, understanding the Gods true form even though he's a mortal.
Dream steps back, stumbling as he turns and runs. The image of his Gogy loving someone else ingrained on his mind for the rest of his already miserable life.
George looks up at his mate with trust and love, giving his soul away.
XD understands and takes his mates soul, wraping tendrils around his mortal, shredding him to pieces, and raising a celestial from the remains, now the mortal is no more.
Georgenotfound: was killed by DreamXD, 0 lives remaining
GeorgeHD has joined the server
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