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JOHNNY VOICE LINE TRANSCRIPT 🥩

I wrote these out a long time ago but never posted them anywhere! Based on [x].

>Nancy's voicelines<

Notes:

• I could've copied the game subtitles, but I didn't 'cause they suck.

• I haven't played enough Johnny to know where some of these lines start and end. Please let me know if I've made any mistakes in that regard!

• I was gonna include tone indicators, but tone is subjective. No one wants me to mark the Feed Grandpa voice lines as "Flirty."

Thanks!

VOICELINES

Encounter Start

Now look at this! Somebody's ready to fight!

This is gonna end... Very badly for you.

Yeah-ha-ha! Oh, that's it! Hit me...

Imma gut every single one of y'all! [Inhales, laughs under breath] Come on... Come on!

Exit interaction

Nobody leaves until I say so!

Ain't nobody leavin' just yet!

Got it.

Nobody's leavin' alive! Y'all not fast enough! ... Good try, though.

Feed Grandpa

Get your fill, old man.

It always tastes best when it's fresh, don't it?

Here you go, old man.

You're lookin' better already... Now help us!

Oh, you're thirsty today.

Victim found

HA HA! It's playtime!

Heh heh, it's playtime...

Hahahaha, I always find 'em!

You should know better than that! ... Come on out, now.

Hey there! [Laughs]

Well! Look who we got here! [Laughs]

Hit victim

Oh! Now I got ya!

Yeah! Take it! Take it!

It's better if you die right quick! Trust me!

This would be simpler if you would sit still!

Yeah! You gonna be leakin' after that hit.

Idle

Nobody escapes me.

How the hell did those kids find us? [Sighs] I should've been more careful.

If Grandpa was able, this would be over by now... I better go feed him.

Damn it, Johnny... Get your head straight! Come on, now!

I gotta fix this... Now!

Cook seen

I'd watch that tongue of yours, old man... It might go missin' one day.

I thought you knew how to run this household... THIS is a mess!

Damn it, old man! Put those ears of yours to use already!

Where are they?! How the hell did they get loose?! I can't fix this by myself, old man.

Stop barkin' orders at me! You ain't gonna like the results.

Hitchhiker seen

Surround the property with some of those traps already! This is getting outta hand fast!

You're one shifty little sumbitch... I'll give you that. [Laughs]

How you make those weird ass traps of yours, anyway?

Would you. Settle. The Hell. Down already. You're scattering all over the dang place. We gotta focus!

Grandpa is gonna tan our hides if we let them get away. Spread out!

Leatherface seen

That's it, boy... Go kill someone now.

Go on, put that saw to use, big boy! What're you waitin' on?

If I were you, I'd go and check out Grandpa. We're gonna need his help!

Let's go now, boy! Grandpa ain't gonna be too pleased if you let them escape.

Just get outta my way, boy... I'll show you how real killin's done.

Sissy seen

Are you gonna help me out, or just stand there lookin' pretty?

If it ain't askin' too much, before you go and run off again, would you mind helpin' me out?

Before you go runnin' off with those back-house hippies again... Can you PLEASE find these damn kids?!

Sissy, what the hell're you waitin' on? Get to it!

Sissy... Are you even listenin' to me? What's goin' on in that head of yours?! Damn!

Lose enemy first

Aww, you leavin' so soon?

It's alright, big boy's gonna be wearing your face soon enough... After I'm done with you, that is. [Laughs]

You know... I was actually kinda fond of that girl, I-I didn't really wanna hurt 'er... But, as they say... Family first, y'know?

You ever watch someone die? Oh... You ain't never quite the same after that, lemme tell ya.

Ohohoh, you can run all you want... It ain't gonna matter much longer.

Lose enemy sub

[Scoffs] You're all gurgle and no guts! I thought you were tougher than that!

I'm gonna find you... I will! I promise!

You wanna know how your friend died? I can show you!

L-Listen now! E-Everybody's time comes eventually!

The bad man's in me... And you gonna meet 'im real soon!

Lose enemy long

Your little friend put up a better fight than this... Come on... Make it interesting, will ya?!

They always try to hide... It's always the same game... [Laughs]

You folks don't know who you messin' with! Nobody ever gets away from me.

You're just delayin' the inevitable! YOU HEAR ME?

Come on out now, let's play.

I got plenty of space in the cold room for you.

Match start

It's time. [Chuckles] Seems they've got some fight in 'em after all.

I knew I should've handled this myself... I'll fix it.

That's what I get for taking it easy on them. Time for them to join that little friend of theirs.

See blood trail

Oh, this is gonna be easy.

Hey, you okay? You seem to have lost a bit of blood!

Now... let's see where you scurried off to.

You know... Bleedin' like that ain't gonna help your cause!

Don't bleed out on me yet! I need you awake!

See enemy first

Don't worry. I like it when they run.

Look, you're gonna want this to end fast. Trust me on that.

Well, don't run! I just wanna see how it feels.

There you are! [Chuckles] You kinda remind me of your little friend.

See enemy sub

This is pointless, you know. Quit stallin'.

Don't worry... I'll find ya.

[Growls] I'm gonna see your insides before this night's through!

Oh, you ain't gettin' away! I'm keepin' you.

Come on back, now.

Got something I wanna show you! [Laugh]

See family member

Well! Look who decided to lend a hand!

Check the doors and generator. We can't let them leave. You hear me?

Y'all need to start pullin' your weight around here. This is gettin' old!

Grandpa's gonna be in a fit if we let them escape. Start searchin'!

Would y'all... Help me already. PLEASE!

See trapped victim

We gotcha! [Laughs]

You ready to meet the bad man?

You got one!

Looks like you might be hurtin'. Might wanna be watchin' where you're steppin'.

[Laughs]

See victim escape

Maybe I can still catch 'em. Yeah, down by the tracks.

Damn... They're free... For now.

This isn't gonna be good.

Damn it, Johnny! [Scoffs] ... The old man's gonna be riled up now.

Use ability blocked

Ain't no tracks here...

Nah... got nothin'.

Better wait a minute.

Not quite yet ... [Inhales] Almost ready.

Use ability

Time to play. Now... Where did you go?

I'll find ya. Don't you worry about that.

Go ahead and hide... It ain't gonna matter.

Where'd y'all run off to?

Use ability success

[Hums] ... There you are.

They always leave a trail. Always so careless. [Chuckles, inhales] ... This is too easy.

I'm on your tail now!

Execution

You're gonna look real nice... Next to that friend of yours!

That's it... Die for me!

This... Is only gonna hurt... For a minute!

You should've never came here lookin' for that girl!

You ain't gettin' away! I'm keepin' you!

[Last edited March 2024]

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|| Hell's Belle ||

Outlaw Frank Castle x Saloon girl reader

Tags/warnings: sex worker reader, oral (f rec), p in v unprotected sex (wrap it B4 you tap it!), blood, bit of angst, mention of death, mentions of canon typical violence, fluff.

W/c ~ 5300

A/n: thank you to @e-dubbc11 who showed me gunslinger Punisher art and had me cranking this out ahead of all my other wips! Huge thanks to @stress--relief for beta reading! If you enjoy my writing please comment/reblog it would be much appreciated! 💕

You finish rolling up your stockings, smoothing the band of silk and lace neatly over your thigh before arranging your dress, then you dab on the lightest touch of rouge and perfume before it's time to work.

As you descend the staircase to the bar you feel the eyes are on you as usual, men and a few women too. Among them are those belonging to a man dressed hat to boots in black, sitting in the corner of the bar with Billy. He'd been in here for the past few nights, stealing looks when he thought you didn't notice, but you noticed everything. It was a survival skill in this environment. You could tell so much about a person by the clothes they wore, how they carried themselves, who they spoke to and what they drank. It paid to be perceptive and aware of the little things, if you missed the subtle way a man was about to reach for his weapon, things could get very dangerous. Everything about this particular fella screamed danger, and even seated you could tell he was big. He had stubble on his jaw you could strike a match on and yet he hadn't yet worked up the cojones to try his luck with you. Or maybe women just weren't his thing.

You take your seat at the bar and Josie hands you a drink as you cross one leg over the other, getting comfortable.

As the evening draws on you shoo away the sleezy advances of the normal punters, but you can't help note that the newcomer has barely taken his eyes from you all night. You were used to it, you had that effect on people. All of the girls in Hell's Belles were sweet, but you were the sweetest, a gilded lily if there ever was one. You were in demand, your reputation surpassed you, and you were therefore able to charge whatever you wanted for a night in your chamber, and could afford to be fussy with who you let in.

However, tonight Mr Tall, Dark and Menacing finally decided to approach the bar and so you prepared yourself for the usual shit you had to endure from outlaws and so-called sharpshooters who thought they could walk in and take whatever they wanted.

He was in for a shock.

"Buy you a drink, miss?" His voice is deep and thick, like gravel mixed with molasses, and at this close distance your first impression that he was handsome was not wrong, although in a rugged and rough kind of way, with a nose that you'd wager had been broken more than once.

"You can buy me a drink, but don't think it'll get you anywhere, mister. I've seen you sitting with Billy Russo, and I don't doubt he's told you I don't just lift my skirts and lay down for any old gunslinger."

Frank nods politely. "That he did miss, but uh, if you pardon me, nobody said we gotta be layin' down…"

He's bold, and smooth, you'll give him that. He might have even raised a tiny smile from you with that cheeky remark, but still you roll your eyes.

"Whatever the lady's having." He says to the barmaid.

"Charge him for a double, Josie." You add.

"Thank you ma'am." Frank says as he passes his last wad of notes to Josie without any reluctance, tiling his head to the side. "Any reason, or you just like messin' with strangers?"

"As I said, you're with Billy, and he's on my shit list so you get to suffer too."

"What'd he do, if you don' mind me askin'?"

'He talks too damn much."

At that Frank chuckles, raising his tumbler. "Ain't that the truth. Boy definitely has a mouth on 'im."

"Mm." You look him up and down unashamedly. "I get the feeling you're more of the strong, silent type."

"Maybe. Could be whatever you want me to be Miss." Frank rumbles and you decide that you like his attitude. You're not giving over so easily though. You sigh and take a sip of your drink. "How about gone? You can't afford me."

"S'funny, I was thinkin' of knocking over a bank this week, that change anythin'?" Frank proposes, despite your thorny exterior he's not lost one iota of confidence.

You laugh. "Oh you're very funny, mister…?"

"Castle. Frank Castle." He offers his hand and you place your empty glass in it.

He gestures to Josie for a refill. "M'serious though, s'why I'm in town. Got some business to take care of." He's got an edge to his look, a hint of something heavy hanging over him.

You nod towards the twin pistols that hang from either side of his chest.

"That kinda business? Those are some big guns you've got there mister Castle."

"The size don't matter sweetheart, it's knowin' how to use em, but I'll warrant you know all about that."

"Mm, careful with the 'sweethearts' Castle, I'm not yours yet, and sadly I'm rarely impressed." You reply with a shortness.

"Apologies Miss, but maybe you look out from your balcony at dawn tomorrow if you want your proof."

You shake your head and smile. "Hmm, it's gotta be a damn special man that'll make me get out of bed before dawn."

Frank's mouth quirks up at the side and he tips his hat as he finishes his drink, pushing off the bar. "Maybe. S'been a pleasure talkin' with you Miss. G'night."

His drawl settles deep within you bringing with it a hint of heat and you curse yourself, hoping he'll prove your doubts wrong that he's a drifter just like any other, that he'll actually be worth the gamble. Or at least worth losing a lie in. You could do with the money after all.

You prop your chin up on your hand on the bar. "C'mon Jose, spill."

Josie gives you a knowing look as she leans across to share what she knows. Josie hears everything. "Well, he's an outlaw, but you knew that already."

You click your tongue. "Yeah, and? Surely you've heard some talk."

"Mm. Word is he's an outlaw that's been killin' other outlaws, maybe just for the money, or revenge. Dunno what he's gettin' revenge for though."

You glance over your shoulder to where Russo is laughing heartedly but Castle isn't giving away any emotion.

"Careful honey, that there's a rough road you don't wanna go down. He might be charmin' but he sounds like bad news. I heard some folks call him The Punisher."

When you eventually retire for the night you find you can't rid your mind of him, and you're up and pulling on your silk robe before the first rays of the sun break above the horizon.

The air on the balcony is blessedly cool and the street mostly empty but then you see a few figures gathering on the dirt road, one of them an unmistakeable tall, dark silhouette. They talk for a while and then Frank Castle and his dueling opponent slowly walk to opposing ends of the street.

The air grows tense as they stand there, ready, waiting for the signal to draw. When it comes everything moves like lightning. It's over so quickly, Frank's coat swirls around his legs along with the dust cloud he's kicked up as he spun around. Your gaze flits to the other end of the street and you see his opponent is still standing, but his pistols have been shot straight out of his hands and lie on the ground.

Billy is down there too, laughing and demanding that the other bystander pay up a wager. You watch Frank holster his own pistols, a shiver of a thrill climbing up your spine as he turns to look up towards your window, subtly tipping his hat because he knew you'd be there watching. Of course he knew, and now you're even more intrigued to see if he'll approach you again later tonight, and put his money where his mouth is.

Sure enough that night he walks up to the bar beside you and orders a full bottle of whiskey.

"Fine evenin', Miss." He says, tipping his hat. You accept the glass that he slides over to you and then stand up, your heels clicking as you cross the wooden floor to the stairs.

"You can bring the bottle." You call over your shoulder.

He follows after a beat, shooting a look towards Billy who just shakes his head in disbelief.

"Yes ma'am."

You're sitting on the edge of the bed when he knocks and enters, removing his hat and coat and hanging them on the hook on the back of the door.

"Like what you saw this mornin', Miss?"

"Maybe. Are you always that flashy?"

The ghost of a smile appears on his grizzled face. "Nah, just a bit of fun. 'sides, it got me here didn't it?"

You walk over to him, standing close, sliding your hands over his black waistcoat and shirt and then down to his harness, releasing his guns from their soft leather holsters and pulling them out. They're a nice weight in your hands and you notice the handles are expertly inlaid with tiny white skulls bright against the ebony.

"Wanted to see if you can handle a woman as well as you handle these." You invite, placing them down gently on your bureau. He grabs you then and you gasp as he holds you fast, one strong arm wrapped around your waist and the other sliding into your hair as he allows his dark brown gaze to roam over you. You heat up instantly at his gall.

"Ain't gonna rush this." He says, before dipping his head to kiss you. Despite all appearances his lips are pillowy soft and slow against your own. He's right, he's in no rush but you open up for him a little as his tongue lightly trails the seam of your mouth. He kisses at your bottom lip, tugs on it just enough to get you to release a pained sound, and then he's kitten licking, teasing the taste of him as your hands snake up around his thick neck and shoulders to pull him closer. You want more.

He lifts you up easily, walking you to the bed and setting you down to sit on the edge again and you watch him, feeling yourself grow wet between your thighs as he steps back and carefully rolls up his sleeves.

"What happened to not needing to lay down?" You ask as he gently persuades you down onto your back. He hikes up your dress skirts, sliding his big hands with surety up your legs, bunching the fabric around your hips. He has a darkness and hunger in his eyes and it scares and arouses you in equal measure.

"I told ya Miss. Gonna take my time. May I?" He gestures to your skimpy underclothes and you nod, lifting your hips as he gently pulls your soaked frilly knickers down your legs and throws them aside. He gets down on his knees on the rug and your heart is thumping hard against your bustier. It's not so often that a man will go down on you for your pleasure alone, and this man, this dark brooding beast, looks like he's waited all his days to do just that.

His hands smooth up the outsides of your thighs over your silky stockings and grip your waist as he carefully pulls you closer to the edge of the bed. You sigh deeply as he spreads your legs apart.

"I gotta say Miss… you're a true beauty. The sweetest balm for the eyes." He licks his lips and it's all you can do to moan long and loud as he puts his sweet-talking mouth to work on you. He knows exactly what he's doing, pushing all of your proverbial buttons and driving out the most desperate sounds that you've ever heard yourself make. He licks and laps, sucks on your clit and fucks you so damn good with just his mouth and tongue, but your pussy aches with need and so you paw for his hand, urging him to slip his fingers in. There's a rumble deep in his throat as he covers two thick digits in your slick and slowly pushes them in your entrance, stretching you just a little.

"Mmm, oh fuck, just like that…"

"Yeah?" The low tone of his voice makes your cunt squeeze around his fingers and he watches you react. "Y'like that Miss?" He asks eagerly as he starts to curl his fingers, stroking your inner walls in a way that has you panting for breath as you feel your orgasm being easily teased from you.

"Yeah, that's it girl," he rasps, "let it go."

You cry out, your back arching. He holds your legs apart with his free hand as you shake, trying to close them on him but he makes you come, leaning back down and flicking his fucking insanely dexterous tongue over your sensitive clit as you fall apart, clenching around him over and over until he finally slows and stops, leaving you a breathless mess.

You watch him as he gets to his feet, licking his fingers and lips with an admittedly well deserved satisfaction. He takes a sip of whiskey and offers you one too, before he sets it aside to unbutton his waistcoat and shirt. When you were close you could feel that he was built, but seeing him unclothed from the waist up had you drinking every chiseled inch of muscle in with a deep thirst.

You tugged at the bow to your bodice lacing, loosening it and turning so he could unwrap you. He said he was gonna take his time, and take his sweet time he does. He kisses every inch of your skin he exposes with reverence, repeating his praise of your beauty until you are naked but for your stockings. You push him back against the wall running your fingers through his hair, scratching your nails over his jaw as you kiss your way down his neck and broad chest. Your hand slides lower still, feeling every ridge and dip of muscle until he hisses and groans when you palm over his hard confined length.

"It's how you use it," you squeeze and he makes a gruff sound. "So use it."

He untangles himself from you only to strip off his boots and britches in a hot second, and then he's spinning you around, taking hold of your leg, lifting it up and sliding himself inside your slick heat with a grunt. You moan with the relief you feel as he fills you. He's perfect, hitting your spot as he thrusts into you slow and steady, like he could keep this up all night long if you asked him to. Your teeth graze along his collarbone as he fucks you up against the wall, his own pleasure quiet and restrained while you let the whole Kitchen know that some lucky guy is ringing the queen of the bordello's bell.

You wake up late, alone, sore but sated. The covers had been pulled up around your shoulders and you stretch out your body contentedly, until the realisation hits you that you hadn't taken any money from him.

Fuck.

You usually made your clients pay it up front but he had you so distracted…

When you roll over to push yourself up you freeze. There's a sizable stack of notes sitting there on your nightstand, way more than you were planning to charge when you counted them. You'd have to take it to your stash soon, it wasn't wise to have that much money laying around on the premises.

Frank Castle had proved himself, in more ways than one, and the girls were quick to grill you about him when you went to bathe.

"So, you survived, and how was he?" Madani smirks as you settle into the tub.

You can't stop the sly smile from spreading across your lips. "Thorough."

Karen laughs. "Yeah we kinda noticed you're late up, you never sleep in!"

You sigh softly, sinking into the hot water that was easing your sore muscles. "Oh you girls should get a piece for yourself, he sure knows how to treat a lady."

He had put your pleasure before everything else last night, and that was a rare thing in your line of work, especially from a drifter.

"Oh, believe us we've tried. I reckon all of the girls have been to his table. He was polite and all but he wasn't interested in any of us. Seems he only has eyes for you, sugar. How about that?"

You only raise a brow and carry on washing your hair, the gorgeous rose scent carrying in the steam of the baths.

Karen leans across nudging Madani. "Just look at her, she's smitten."

You throw your washcloth at them, splashing water everywhere. "Am not! It's just refreshin' to get a good customer once in a while."

Madani grins. "Oh you are sugar, you got them dreamy eyes, wonderin' if you're gonna see him again."

Karen cackles. "Yep, you get one good dick and you're already pickin' out your weddin' dress!"

"Quit it you two!"

You take half of your earnings to the bank that afternoon, the rest of it tucked securely in your garter to be deposited elsewhere. You never entirely trusted the banks to keep your nest egg safe. The church at the end of the street was quiet as usual, there were less and less god-fearing residents these days; it was more for decoration than worship.

"Father, it's just me!" You call as you walk down between the scruffy termite-ridden pews towards the altar. Reverend Murdock was arranging the bibles for Mass and lifted his head to flash you a smile.

"Haven't seen you here for some time, come to pray, confess, or make a deposit?"

Of all the people in this shithole of a town, it was perhaps surprising that the reverend understood you the most. He was a peculiar man in terms of the religion he supposedly practiced and preached. He didn't judge you harshly for your career path, and he always had an ear to lend whenever you needed it.

"It's the latter today, I'm actually getting close to having enough."

He chuckles, "and here I thought you'd drained the pocketbooks of all the men in this town! I kid, I'm happy to hear it although I'll miss you when you leave."

You retrieve your stashed bundle of notes and hand them to him as you embrace. "Well there's always fresh blood, father, and thank you, again.

"That's what I'm afraid of. Alright, I'll keep this safe for you. Will you be coming along tonight for prayer?"

You giggle. "I'm sorry father, I've been on my knees so much recently they're practically red raw, I don't think I can!" You slap him playfully on the arm and he chuckles along with you as you say your goodbyes.

"You know just how lucky you are, you mangy dog?" Billy was also grilling Frank on the previous night's activities.

"I do. You ain't gettin' anythin' outta me though. Gentleman never tells."

Billy just grins. "Gentleman… pah! Can see it already, one night Castle, and you're soft on her."

Frank shoots him a stony glare.

He holds his hands up in defense. "Don't blame you brother. You ready to go do this?"

The next night Frank appears with bloody knuckles and another thick stack of bills. He takes you apart on the bed. First with his fingers as your own hand curls around his cock and you pant into each other's mouths before you let him fuck you. Most men would take you from behind like you're only a hole for them, but not him. He lays you down, and you get a sense of just how big he is as he holds himself above you, his lips trailing tantalising kisses all over your skin before he enters you slowly. He treats you gently, he's making love to you, and it's not without a fiery passion. You wrap your legs around him tightly as you drag your nails lightly up his back at the unfiltered bliss you're experiencing.

"This okay, Miss? Goddamn y'feel fuckin' heavenly..."

You murmur your agreement. "Y'don't have to call me Miss anymore." you breathe. He rolls his hips deliciously, kissing up your neck and under your jaw as he moves like a wave.

"Mm, what should I be callin' you? Darlin'? Honey? Sweetheart?" He thrusts deeper with every term of endearment he suggests and you start to lose your mind.

"How 'bout just… my name?" And you whisper it to him, nipping gently at his earlobe.

"Such a pretty name, for a pretty girl." When it rolls off his tongue full of sin as he says it back to you, you're gone.

Afterwards, he uses your basin to clean up and starts reaching for his clothes and you make a decision.

"You got somewhere to be tonight Castle?" You ask, watching him pause at the question.

"Depends. Didn't think you'd want me to stay the night."

You pat the space on the mattress he's left beside you. "A girl can get lonely."

He hesitates for a mere moment before he climbs back in beside you. "Much rather be here than the boardin' house, that's for sure."

You smile and take his hand, your expression fading to concern as you kiss over his raw and bruised knuckles.

"Just business." He says in answer to your silent question.

"Not the fun kind." You offer.

He shakes his head and takes your hand in his with returning kisses. He wasn't going to tell you he bloodied his fists beating information out of someone, information that moved him ever closer to his revenge.

"You get the money alright?" He asks, changing the subject.

You nod. "It's more than I expected."

"Worth every penny." He looks down at your joined hands, his thumb passing mindlessly over your soft skin. "And uh, if you'll have me, I'll keep comin' as long as I'm around."

You find yourself stunned by his admission, yet another rarity to be asked if you wanted to see a man again. "You keep throwing all your money at me Frank, I'm gonna be outta here in no time."

"S'that right? You savin' up to escape?"

You nod.

"Know where you're gonna go?"

You don't normally talk about your plans with your customers, but for some reason you feel like you want to with Frank. "I dunno, just… somewhere else. Far away. It's been fun but I don't wanna be doin' this forever."

Frank nods and grabs the whiskey bottle, taking a slug. "So uh, s'that mean I might just be your last?"

You smile as you straddle him, stealing the drink from him. "Mm. You might just be, Frank."

You set the bottle down and idly trail random patterns over his bare chest with your fingers. "How long are you planning on staying?"

He gazes up at you, his expression suddenly solemn and hard and it makes you regret probing further.

"Until it's done." He simply says.

You're still half asleep and barely register when he kisses your cheek in the morning before he leaves. "Might be gone a couple days…" he whispers, but you only murmur softly as the bedroom door closes behind him.

He didn't bank on this, he was just following the trail of blood from town to town, and making a trail of his own as he tortured and despatched those that had wronged him in pursuit of vengeance. He thought it was so clear and simple, but now there was you. He had only meant to ease the weight of his task, to forget why he was doing this for a little while, to lose himself in a pretty girl.

Frank tightens the strap of the stirrups and pulls himself up into the saddle, checking his pistols are fully loaded before clicking his tongue and coaxing his horse onward.

You visit the church again to stash more of your savings. On the way the streets are rife with reports that there's been a massacre in the county and Reverend Murdock meets you at the door. "You hear the news? Bank got shot up in the next town, total carnage. Folks say there wasn't even money stolen, just the owners and the guards shot clean through the eye."

'What?" Your first thoughts go to Frank. You shouldn't have been surprised, you knew his reputation and it was clear he was in the area for a specific reason. You just hoped that if it turned out to be him that he did what he did for a damn good reason.

It's late and you're dozing as you're woken by a knock at your door. It's Josie.

"M'sorry to wake you love but it's the outlaw. Should I tell 'im to git? It's mighty late and frankly he's a mess but figured I should check with you first."

You could have just ignored him but something makes you pull on your robe and follow Josie downstairs. You thank her and open the door to find Frank leaning up against the frame. You already know the truth of what's happened. You can't see his face but you can tell he's injured.

"The bank?" You ask him.

He nods. "There's somethin' I wanna tell you, I know you don't owe me nothin' but…"

"C'mon," you beckon him in. "Leave your coat and shit down here."

You lead him through the empty bar up to the private bathroom and get the kettle from the range, sitting him down and taking a good look at him in the oil lamp light.

"M'fine." He protests, but you motion him to take off his dirty shirt and instantly spot an angry graze on his side. You grab a towel and wet it, dabbing the blood from the wound and making sure it's not deep. It's when you're in front of him that he finally speaks as you're cleaning a cut on his cheek.

"Few years back, a gang run by someone I owed money to broke into my home while I was outta town." Your eyes flick to meet his but you stay silent as you work, letting him continue.

"House wasn't empty though, my wife, my boy, my little girl were there…"

You sit back, feeling a coldness creep into the room.

"They uh, turned the place over lookin' for the money y'know, an' when they couldn't find none they killed them. Killed my family."

Your hand moves to cover your mouth in shock. You can't imagine what it would be like to face such horror. Your eyes brim with tears for both them and him. "Oh Frank! I- I'm so sorry."

He reaches for you, stroking the side of your face with a gentleness that used to contrast his demeanor. But not now.

"You don't gotta be sorry for me sweetheart. I've done my grievin'. Been searchin' for so long, tearin' up the world since then, and I finally found the fucker behind it all, and the fuckin' scum that worked under him, the ones that did it. Rotten to the fuckin' core, all of em."

"...and last night, you did it, they're dead aren't they, it's done?" You looked right at him, his gaze didn't waver.

"Yeah, It's done. My family, they can rest now." He sighs, saying those words out loud feels like a ten tonne weight has been lifted off his shoulders.

"Listen, they'll be lookin' for me, I gotta get outta here. I just- I guess I didn't wanna leave without sayin' goodbye."

You cup his face in your hands and lay a soft kiss on his lips. "Stay, rest. It ain't the kinda night to be riding off right now. You can set off at dawn."

He nods, conceding instantly. He's dog-tired from fighting, from riding, from thinking, but the thought of spending one last night in the haven of your bed was just what he needed.

You make sure he's fed and watered before you lead him to your room.

Frank promised himself that once this was over, once he had gotten closure, he'd allow himself a new life, one where there was peace. Maybe one day even happiness. As he curled his body around the warmth of your sleeping form he wondered if maybe you'd feature in it.

It was a stupid thought as you barely knew each other but maybe you knew enough. But either way he couldn't stop his dumb mouth from moving.

"Sweetheart," he calls into your skin. "I was thinkin'..."

You stir, turning in his arms and blinking open your eyes. He looks different, the darkness is gone. "Yeah Frank?"

"Know you were thinkin' o' leaving this place. Thought that maybe-"

You finish his sentence before he can. "I could go with you?"

He tucks a few stray strands of hair behind your ear. "Only if y'wanna. I know you're a strong woman, but the world's a dangerous place, an' I'd feel better knowin' that you're safe, least until you find somewhere y'wanna be."

"You'd protect me?" You ask, enjoying the way he suddenly turns bashful when you're looking at him the way you are, like he's offering up something that he's kept locked away for a long while.

"Would do my damned best. And, y'know, although he's good company, Billy ain't as pretty as you."

You smile at his charms and it coaxes one from him too. He pulls you closer, kissing you as he rolls you on top and you're careful to avoid his injury as you place your knees on either side of his hips. His hands run up your back, pulling your nightdress up and off over your head.

"Beautiful." He murmurs as he guides you back down to him, his lips laying sweet kisses along your neck.

"C'mere Castle." Your purr, working his underwear off and releasing his thickening cock. You moan into mouth as he captures your lips again, grinding up against your bare pussy.

A whispered fuck leaves him as you grasp him in your hand, lining him up and lowering yourself slowly down on him. "Yeah, that's it darlin'," his eyes are full of adoration as he watches you, he can't stop running his hands over you, feeling the softness of your skin and furrowing his fingers in your hair as you take him.

"Think you'd be happy enough only havin' me in your bed from now on?" Frank asks you.

You try not to laugh, to give him the satisfaction of knowing that if every time was gonna be like this then yes, you couldn't ever ask for more.

"Think I just might get by, Castle." You smile before your mouth meets his, your hips moving fluidly as you ride him slow. His hands hold your hips, the rough pads of his thumbs stroking your skin and the combined sensations drawing a sweet moan from your throat. He can't help but join you, the thought that there might be room for a little real love in both of your lives is a welcome one.

You draw nearer your peak, your breath hushed and clipped as Frank commands your pleasure. His thumb dances over your clit, his eyes transfixed on your face as you unravel for him. Your sweet cunt pulses and flutters around his cock and he follows you into that euphoric state, spilling inside you with a freeing moan.

He holds you as you're laying on him, tangled in the sheets and each other.

"So where we headin' to first?"

He strokes your cheek and cocks his head. "S'that a yes?"

You kiss him on the bridge of his nose. You'd miss your girls, Josie, the reverend… but this was what you'd been waiting so long for.

"Yes, I'll come with you Castle."

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bitterkarella · 1 year

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Midnight Pals: Podcast Guy

Dan Bongino: eyyyy lemme tell you, dat biden, e's a real shwetegenutz! badda bing badda boom git im outtaaa erreee i'm a cop new york's finest back da blue baby Bongino: now i know a shwetegenutz when i sees one, i was a cop baby. new york cop baby!!! [inarticulate cop noises]

Stephen King: guys this dan bongino guy is making fun of our president! our beautiful president! Poe: let it go steve King: i can't just let it go! Poe: steve, don't fight on the internet please

Barker: i dunno, i think steve could take this guy Poe: clive don't be an instigator Barker: no steve could totally wipe the walls with this chump Poe: steve i know you're feeling pretty confident after killing elon musk with a single blow Poe: but think about this

Poe: let's be reasonable Poe: elon musk wasn't prepared for a fight but this guy? Poe: this guy's an ex-cop Barker: that only gives me more confidence that steve could take him King: yeah. Yeah!! King: i think i can do it guys!! King: watch this!!

Bongino: dat biden he's like a big jabrony eyyyy whatsamatta, i'm postin errre!!! Stephen King: yeah well at least he has a job Bongino: Bongino: eyyy EXCUSE ME EXCUSE ME Bongino: dis ere is new york city's finest podcastah yer talkin to!!!

Bongino: who de hell you think you are? yer jest some nobody punk kid, jerkin off in yer mom's basement when i was podcastin wit da best of em!!! Bongino: i ain't never hoid of no stephen king [PA hastily whispers in Bongino's ear] Bongino: whut

Bongino: so yous sayin Bongino: deses book things Bongino: is like a podcast? PA: yes Bongino: Bongino: i don't get it

#midnight pals #the midnight society #midnight society #stephen king #clive barker #edgar allan poe #dan bongino

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fritextramole · 1 month

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smacked in the face with a silver spoon

part 3 of a Jenny Humphrey playlist - best heard in order

tracklist and quotes under the cut

The Outsider ~ MARINA

I look myself in the face And whisper "I'm in the wrong place" Is there more to lose than gain If I go on my own again?

Meet Me in the Woods ~ Lord Huron

Say goodbye to who I was I ain't never been away so long Don't look back, them days are gone Follow me into the endless night

Handle With Care ~ The Traveling Wilburys

I've been uptight and it made a mess But I'll clean it up myself, I guess Oh, the sweet smell of success Handle me with care

I Was Neon ~ Julia Jacklin

I quite like the person that I am Am I gonna lose myself again?

Still Sane ~ Lorde

Only bad people live to see Their likeness set in stone What does that make me?

Devil Inside Me ~ Matt Berry

But I'd blow your mind, when I'm up high, to fall back down again Up high, to fall back down again Swing low, and look straight at me That's all I need now the Devil's inside me

t r a n s p a r e n t s o u l ~ WILLOW, Travis Barker

I don't fucking know if it's paradise or it's a trap Yeah, they're treating me like royalty, but is it kissin' ass?

And So It Went ~ The Pretty Reckless, Tom Morello

With all these eyes upon us, but no one seems to see That you and me are just the same as God meant it to be But you're much too close to me

Bad Man's World ~ Jenny Lewis

I will never forgive you For what you put us kids through Remember that night You tried to take your own life? When I found you You were a shade of blue And success is a state of mind With a little bit of follow through And then you failed at that too

Sinister Kid ~ The Black Keys

I got a tortured mind, and my blade is sharp A bad combination in the dark

Rip It Up ~ Jet

And if you ever break down, I’ll cut you up again On the bedroom wall, the stars look bright But they don’t belong in the city of light

Worldwide Torture ~ Jazmin Bean

I never come second place Always been a big disgrace Smell the fear‚ I know you see High achiever (Yeah, that's me)

Going to Hell ~ The Pretty Reckless

Father did you miss me? Don’t ask me where I’ve been You know I know, yes I’ve been told I redefine a sin

In Undertow ~ Alvvays

What's next for you and me? I'll take suggestions we toss and turn in undertow

Chaise Longue ~ Wet Lag

Hey, you, over there On the chaise longue, in your underwear What are you doing sitting down? You should be horizontal now

Starring Role ~ MARINA

Sometimes I ignore you, so I feel in control 'Cause really, I adore you and I can't leave you alone Fed up with the fantasies that cover what is wrong

R U Mine? ~ The Arctic Monkeys

And I go crazy 'cause here isn't where I wanna be And satisfaction feels like a distant memory

bellyache ~ Billie Eilish

Everything I do The way I wear my noose Like a necklace I wanna make 'em scared Like I could be anywhere Like I'm reckless

Bullet With Butterfly Wings ~ The Smashing Pumpkins

Now I'm naked Nothing but an animal But can you fake it For just one more show? And what do you want? I wanna change

You ~ Radiohead

I can see me drowning Caught in the fire You, me and everything Caught in the fire

RAGE ~ Samantha Margret

Rage is a funny place Full of loose hand grenades Where every hand is spades Violence in the open space Clear and bright as day So you can't hide away

Man in the Box ~ Alice in Chains

I'm the man in the box Buried in my shit Won't you come and save me?

Nobody Asked Me (If I Was Okay) ~ Sky Ferreira

Shaking your head while I try to explain You say you don't wanna hear me complain Just tryna get my point across You don't seem to care if I'm feeling lost

The Love Club ~ Lorde

I joined the club and it's all on There are fights for being my best friend And the girls get their claws out There's somethin' about hanging out with the wicked kids Take the pill, make it too real The other day I forgot my old address I'm sittin' pretty on the throne There's nothing more I want, except to be alone

Are You Hurting The One You Love? ~ Florence + The Machine

Are you hurting the one you love? You'd like to stay in heaven but the rules are too tough

#gg #ggplaylists #jenny humphrey #gossip girl #source: senamarais

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alifeasvivid · 10 months

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So awhile ago, I did a headcanon post about America and England's watches and jewelry... and I CANNOT BELIEVE that it took me until now to realize:

FUCKING JAMES BOND. Almost every watch featured in those films is instantly iconic. So here is are the ones that I think England would have (aka the ones I like the best >.>)

007 perfers dive watches. Basically every film has the character wearing at least one dive watch. I tried to pick one from each actor, but Timothy Dalton wore a Tag Heuer watch and I don't like Tag so >.> there it is. Here is a link to a blog so you can see more about the films that these are from, since I'm gonna stay in my lane and just talk about the watches.

The main brands in the franchise are Rolex, Seiko, and Omega, though some others do make an appearance.

a) Rolex Submariner Ref. 6538, 1962 - Rolex is on the list for "first dive watch" and this particular one can reach a depth of 200m, pretty impressive b) Rolex GMT Master, 1967 - I like the bezels on these the most. The Blue/Red is pretty iconic and lovingly referred to as the Superman bezel or the Pepsi bezel. c) Rolex Chronograph Ref. 6238, 1969 - very shortly after this watch, Rolex would release its iconic Daytona, so these are pretty rare d) Seiko 7549-7009, 1981 - Seiko is considered more of an economy brand compared to the luxury of Rolex and Omega, but their dive watches are top notch and can hold their own against their higher-end counterparts e) Omega Seamaster Professional 300M Ref. 2541.80, 1995 - Pierce Brosnan wore basically this watch for his entire run as Bond, but if it ain't broke, don't fix it. f) Omega Seamaster 300 Ref. 233.32.31.41.21.01.001, 2015 - >.> I love this watch. It's so sexy. This one was designed specifically for the film, Spectre, which makes it instantly recognizable.

Do I think England keeps these in their own special box and tends to them himself? Yes.

Do I think America occasionally tries to get his hands on them through unscrupulous means? Yes.

Do I think England shuts that down right quick cuz nobody touches this collection? Yes.

America can gtfo with his apple watch or casio g-shock (jk jk, see the link to my headcanon post for my actual thoughts on his watches) and honestly, I can totally picture him as just as big a Bond fanboy as England so he probably has his own collection of these. XD

#aph england #long post

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tmntxthings · 2 years

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Rise!Turtles Playlists Part 2

author’s note: part 2 as promised featuring Leo and Raph’s playlists! again all fun, no deep meanings, very self indulgent and from my own playlist!

part one

let me know what you guys think, any favorite songs? who’s got your favorite playlist? hope you all enjoy~~~

Leo

Honestly I think he listens to a bunch of pop and rap, something that matches his crazy personality, Leonardo’s playlist names would be something like ‘MC Leon’ or ‘Best of the best’

You Get What You Give by New Radicals, (alt/indie, upbeat) he’d listen to this if he needed something genuine, something to help lift his mood, for when he’s in his feelings but the good kind, a dreamers anthem, ‘hope a ninja’s greatest weapon’

N Side by Steve Lacy, (r&b, chill) one of the more slower songs on his playlist, but still a love song, picture him in bed listening to this while reading a Jupiter Jim comic or something, knows the phone call part by heart and he acts in out in the shower

Perfect by One Direction, (pop upbeat) c’mon he likes boy bands on the down low, maybe even high key if he thinks the band is mainstream and definitely knows the words to this song, he just seems like a love song type of turtle

Shinunoga E-Wa by Fuji Kaze, (jpop, chill) one of the songs from Mikey’s playlist that Leo has claimed for his own, good music, though I imagine he’s probably as intense as the lyrics if anyone knows what the songs about, (maybe not that intense with a lover but yk what I mean)

CUFF IT by Beyoncé (disco pop, upbeat) this is it, this is his song, this is in his ears on a night out in the city, or his song choice to dance to in their arcade on Dance Dance Revolution, imagine him portaling around NYC with his brothers, possibly his theme song

Raph

If I remember correctly Raph was into soul music that one episode with the alberto animatronics, so other than jazz/soul I think he possibly could listen to these, playlist name ‘Boss Sound’ or ‘Big Red’s Hits’

Dark Red by Steve Lacy, (r&b chill) definitely has those elements of jazz/soul I think, bonus points for having red in the title, Raph would definitely do chores, chill around the lair to this one, maybe play it in his room on speakers, I don’t think he’d be ashamed to play any of his songs out loud

Somewhere Only We Know by Keane, (pop uplifting) Definitely thinks of his brothers with this one, so beautiful, so sad yet happy, hard to describe really but all around a lovely song, Raph appreciates this song I think as an older brother

The Game of Love by Santana, (r&b soul upbeat) the guitar, the chorus, so good, Raph could be working out to this one, he doesn’t need something hardcore, just good music to get him through, he’s shaking his hips to this for sure

Just A Gigolo by Louis Prima, (old school jazz) yep, just listen to it, he would have sang this on that albearto stage! right?! cmon someone has to see it this way too, easy to remember, imagine his deep baritone voice singing this for karaoke, he loves all the instrument solos

#rise turtles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise leonardo #rise raphael #rise leo #rise raph #tmnt #tmnt fandom #teenage mutant ninja turtles #turtle bros #leonardo #raph #raphael #leo #tmnt 2018 #tmnt playlists #music #Spotify

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acourtofthought · 1 year

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I just have to say that I clearly need to read the books again bc I’m missing evidence in the argument that it’s “obvious” Elain/Az have “been building for several books.” They had some moments, sure. However, (correct me if I’m wrong) they didn’t meet in the first book. The second book, and possibly third, they were still individually in love with other people. Elain/Grayson and Az/Mor. Once they were kind of the odd ones out, they seem to come together in a comforting/rebound sort of way. Nesta and Cassian were together or at least arguing lol. Feyre and Rhys were together or at least good friends… so who is left? Elain and Az. That doesn’t mean love or even romance? I also understand that Az is so desperate for a mate & that he kind of would gravitate towards Elain bc he feels like it “makes sense” to have the third sister. That also doesn’t mean love or romance. Idk…. Maybe I’m not seeing it or maybe I just interpreted things differently from the start. Though Elain/Lucien and Gwyn/Az all have some healing and growth to go through… I think they can actually eventually be very healthy couples. And I like them all individually, so I’m hoping for a happy ending for them all. Also, not to be dramatic….but the 3 brothers and 3 sisters thing makes me gag and if that happened, idk if I would recover. 😂

Their big moment from ACOMAF is Azriel answering Elain's question about Illyrian's flying.

But.....Elain was only trying to cut through the tension between Cassian, Feyre, and Nesta so she turned to Azriel to ask him the question. And Azriel was only self-conscious because he doesn't like when the attention is on him (which is PROVEN later in the series when Mor and Cassian laugh at a joke he made. This characteristic of Az has NOTHING to do with romance or Elain).

And before that we have, "but Azriel's attention was on my sister, a polite, bland smile on his face."

Ain't no romance like a bland smile romance 😒

That's the thing with E/riel. Everything is "peace and quiet, soft, gentle, bland, polite." And if you have ever read a fantasy book, especially a fantasy book by SJM, THESE ARE NOT GOOD THINGS TO INDICATE AN ENDGAME COUPLE!!!!!!

And in the same novel, we have:

"Mor breezed to my side. She wore a gown of pure white, little more than a slip of silk that showed off her generous curves. Indeed, a glance over her shoulder revealed Azriel staring blatantly at the back view of it, Cassian and the stranger already too deep in conversation to notice what had drawn the spymaster's attention. For a moment, the ravenous hunger on Azriel's face made my stomach tighten."

And.....

"Not the cold, beautiful shadowsinger who tried so hard not to watch her with longing on his face?"

And....

"The issue, actually, wouldn't be me. It'd be him. I could peel off my clothes right in front of him and he wouldn't move an inch. He might have defied and proved those Illyrian pricks wrong at every turn, but it won't matter if Rhys makes him Prince of Velaris - he'll see himself as a bastard-born nobody, and not good enough for anyone. Especially me.

And....

"Azriel's head lifted from where he was sprawled in his own blood, eyes full of rage and pain as he snarled at the king, "Don't you touch her." Mor looked at Azriel - and there was real fear there. Fear - and something else. She didn't stop moving until she again kneeled beside him and pressed a hand to his wound. Azriel hissed - but covered her bloody fingers with his own.

So what's really romantic coding here? Azriel staring with hunger and longing at Mor and never being willing to make a move because he doesn't think he's worthy or Feyre thinking Elain would seek out Az for peace and quiet? One is passion and one is what I'd do with my grandma.

I am almost positive SJM originally planned on Az and Mor ending up together in ACOMAF until she decided she needed more inclusivity in the series and made Mor bisexual in ACOWAR. Which means when she made Elucien mates in ACOMAF, she wasn't remotely thinking about E/riel being a thing.

And then she changed the direction of Mor in ACOWAR which means she needed to created a new storyline for Az and a way that Elain and Lucien needed to avoid one another until it was time for them to accept the bond in their own book. They needed not to fall for one another while she was still mourning the loss of Graysen.

SJM couples do NOT fall in in love with their endgame person while still in love with someone else. She ALWAYS makes sure the reader knows the FMC is over their past love before falling for someone new.

Enter....the E/riel rebound!

Every single moment people think E/riel has in ACOWAR is followed by imagery of why they wouldn't match. It's followed by the fact that he's still hung up on Mor and she's still hung up on Graysen. There is NO love building between them. Then by the end of that book and in ACOFAS, we see Az starting to realize he may never be with Mor and Elain realize she may never get to return to Graysen. So they latched on to the convenient other single person within their orbit that they're "fine" with. That they feel "comfortable" with. Again, not SJM endgame material. And for God's sakes, Elain is in the room on Solstice while Az looks at Mor with yearning! What the hell kind of romance is that?! Elain's obviously chopped liver when Mor's around 🤔

That's why Gwynriel and Elucien's arguments are so strong, because we don't even need to add Lucien or Gwyn to any of this to make it obvious as to what's going on. And that's why Lucien and Gwyn will be endgame because they are separate from the Mor / Az, Elain / Graysen mess. There are no feelings of love involved with Gwynriel or Elucien right now but there is absolutely an overlap between canon evidence of Az being in love with Mor and Elain being in love with Graysen and E/riels saying Elain and Az are in love.

I'm about tired of their "go back and read the book" arguments considering we can refer back to multiple scenes involving multiple characters outside of just the Elucien or Gwynriel ones versus them, who can only recite E/riel moments. I think it's pretty obvious which readers have actually read the book.

#elucien #gwynriel #moriel #anti e/riel #antie/riel

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x-heesy · 1 year

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S p a c e ⭐️

𝗦𝝝𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗪𝗘 𝝠𝗥𝗘 𝗣𝗛𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗗

𝗜𝗙 𝗬𝝝𝗨 𝗖𝝝𝗨𝗟𝗗 𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞 𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗜𝗖

Ain't no point in playin' it safe

Gotta know your role, better state your case

When it all falls down better know your place

Just gimme three feet and an ounce of

Space, space, space

Space, you should wanna embrace

Space, space, space

"Discovery. Go at throttle up"

Rip up and ravage, make it a habit for damage

Whole lotta baggage, you will not manage, I'm the full package

Why do they talk like I am not established? That is so callous, they are the saddest

Why are they so full of malice? Making up fallacies, I'm in my palace blazing up the chalice with Alice

'Cause I'm a gyalist and I'm the baddest, it's not a travesty

Call me "Your Majesty," sometimes it feels like world's on my phallus

Push out my chest and I big up my status

Where's all the trappers? Where's all the clappers?

I am not shaken, no need for maracas

Or apparatus, put in the work and spend money on motors and slappers

Why are we frontin' like it even matters?

Why do they make me feel guilty for gettin' this money like my soul's in tatters?

Sittin' here tryna realign my chakras

Driving me crackers, you bloody spackers should get off my knackers

Give me the gas and the matches, I've been through hell and I swallowed the ashes, running this ting for so long as it happens, I'm knackered

All of my enemies broken and shattered, sprinkling hate, they're all over the shop and they're scattered

Chatting my name till this day and I'm flattered, I am not easily rattled

Don't follow the cattle, so quiet your chatter or you will get battered

Can't find enough time to dine on these rappers, all of these MCs are looking like tapas

Fuck all the swine and their bodily gases, roll with the rastas, Babylon's calling me, nobody's fooling me

I do not roll with the masses, but big up the Junglist massive

I am not timid and I am not passive, messing with me? You must be on some acid

Done with the racket, I will get erratic, all of my problems disappear like it's magic

It'll be tragic

Ain't no point in playin' it safe

Gotta know your role, better state your case

When it all falls down better know your place

Just gimme three feet and an ounce of

Space, space, space

Space, you should wanna embrace

Space, space, space

Yeah, uh

Don't pet or pander, leave 'em hanging

I'll be damned, man to man

Hit him with an open hand, release the anger

WorldStar, you could get dealt with on camera

Understand my grammar, I don't stutter, lisp or stammer

Watch me blaze the beat, I must admit it hit just like a hammer

It's a banger for the mandem on the street and in the slammer

Bang your doors, bang your doors for the cause

Breaking laws, breaking jaws, open paws

Coke, I'm bored, taking scores, and be sure

Never let a bredda get one over yours

Never put money over whores, maybe or it's crazy flawed, it's a myth, life's a gift, made me pause, catch my drift, smoke a spliff and get in them draws

Paid the cost to be the boss, ball and floss, Jesus died, he nailed himself into the cross

Still couldn't please these backwards shit cunts, why would I take a loss?

Giving a toss, know your worth, hold your turf, fuck the earth, and shake it off

Breddas on my line talkin' 'bout, "Yo, Raskit, break me off"

They're wafer soft, I'm taking off

"Three, two, one, zero, and lift off"

"Lift off of Mission 41D. The first flight of the Orbiter Discovery and the shuttle has cleared the tower"

Ain't no point in playin' it safe

Gotta know your role, better state your case

When it all falls down better know your place

Just gimme three feet and an ounce of

Space, space

Space, you should wanna embrace

Space, space, space

Alright, lift off and the clock has started

Yes sir, reading you loud and clear

Roger, Zero-T, and I feel fine, Damps was turning around

We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard

𝝠 𝗧𝗥𝝠𝗖𝗞 𝝠 𝗗𝝠𝗬 𝗞𝗘𝗘𝗣𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝝠 𝗗𝝝𝗖𝗧𝝝𝗥 𝝠𝗪𝝠𝗬

𝗚𝝝𝝝𝗦𝗘𝗕𝗨𝗠𝗣𝗦 / 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗡𝝠𝗧𝗜𝝝𝗡𝝠𝗟 𝗕𝗘𝝠𝗧𝗦 /𝗜𝗡𝗧𝝝𝗠𝗬𝗦𝝝𝗨𝗟 / 𝗘𝝠𝗥𝗚𝝠𝗦𝗠 / 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗭𝗭 𝗜𝗭 𝝠 𝗚𝗜𝗙 𝝠𝗧𝗧𝝠𝗖𝗞 / 𝗦𝗘𝗫𝗗𝗥𝗨𝗚𝗦𝝠𝗡𝗗𝗦𝝝𝗖𝗞𝗦𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛𝗛𝝝𝗟𝗘𝗦 / 𝗣𝗨𝗡𝗞𝗦𝝠𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗗𝗘𝝠𝗗 / 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗬 𝝠𝗦𝗦 / 𝗚 𝝝 𝗗 𝗜 𝗦 𝝠 𝗗 𝗝 / ΓЯДCҜФFΓHΞDДУ / 𝗗𝗘𝗘𝗣𝗗𝝠𝗥𝗞𝝠𝗡𝗗𝗗𝝠𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥𝝝𝗨𝗦 / 𝗣𝗛𝗨𝗖𝗞 𝗜𝗧 𝟰 𝗣𝗛𝗨𝗡 / 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛𝝝𝗨𝗧𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗘𝗪𝝝𝗨𝗟𝗗𝗕𝗘𝝠𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗧𝝠𝗞𝗘 / 𝗪𝝝𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗙𝗨𝗟 𝗜 𝗖𝝝𝗨𝗟𝗗 𝗖𝗥𝗬 / 𝗪𝗘𝗜𝗥𝗗 𝗜𝗦 𝝠 𝗖𝝝𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧 / 𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗡 𝗧𝗪𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗗 🎧 / 𝗟𝝝𝗦𝗧 𝗜𝗡 𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗘𝝝 / 𝗧𝗛𝝠𝗡𝗞𝗦 𝗟𝝝𝗥𝗗 𝟰 𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗞 / 𝗜𝗠𝗙𝗥𝗘𝝠𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞𝝝𝗨𝗧 / 𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗗𝗧𝝝𝗗𝝠𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞𝝝𝗨𝗧 / 𝗦𝗨𝗕𝗕𝝠𝗦𝗦𝗠𝝠𝗦𝗦𝝠𝗖𝗥𝗘 / 𝗦𝗛𝝠𝗞𝗘𝗪𝗛𝝠𝗧𝗬𝝠𝗠𝝠𝗠𝝠𝗚𝝠𝗩𝗘𝗬𝝠 /𝗗𝗥𝝝𝗣𝗕𝗘𝝠𝗧𝗦𝗡𝝝𝗧𝗕𝝝𝗠𝗕𝗦 / 𝗥𝝝̈𝗛𝗥𝗧 𝗪𝗜𝗘 𝗛𝗜𝗥𝗦𝗖𝗛 / 𝗜’𝗠 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗖𝝝

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𝗧𝗥𝝠𝗖𝗞 𝝝𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝝠𝗬: Space by Dizzee Rascal

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Greetings. I hope all is going well. I realized your notice on your main blog and grew concerned but I hope you're doing okay. Mental health and happiness always comes first and I'm glad that you are taking care of the most important thing, yourself.

Anyways, you can take as long as you want with this request since your writing is so beautiful and detailed that it's always a treat, no matter how long it will take.

So last time we had a injured Fleetway, what about some precious snuggle time with the chaotic hedgehog? Maybe he has a certain place in mind where he goes to be alone or maybe he just cuddles in his room. No matter the place, as long as its private, snuggles!

Or..maybe even a shallow hot spring in a set of secluded woods? (I picture he ain't scared of water because he's chaos boi! And most likely can easily fly out. Besides, I'm sure he's smart enough to not be a dumb*ss and try to swim if he knows that he can't, if the water is so deep.)

I feel that the warm water of the spring would help him ease down after dealing with the exes or picking on someone else to fight with. And even better with the person that confessed to him last time with that special promise he made.

Now hear me out...takes you to the hot spring as a secluded spot to cuddle ',:) /lh

"I've got a place." What a start to this. Another new thing Fleetway was showing you; there was an attitude about him that made you guess that he didn't disclose this location easily. Although, why would he? Nobody else really liked him. And he couldn't exactly trust Sunky to keep his mouth shut — that kid was out of the question for sure.

You give him a bewildered look, cocking a brow at the brilliant golden hedgehog. "A place? You're not gonna tell me what it is, or even where?"

Sharp and gleaming teeth caught the light as Fleetway grinned and nodded. His paw clasped your wrist, his claws safely held away from your skin. He was pulling slightly forward, as if to tug you along somewhere.

"Well, yeah, obviously. I want to let you wonder until you see it." He laughed, hearty and full. So different from all the times it was whistling and winded from him getting beat up.

...You're grateful he stopped that. Honestly, you were really happy for him, too. He looked to be doing so much better now, and it definitely wasn't just because his fur wasn't constantly tinted with blood clung on so tight that it was virtually impossible to wash off for weeks on end. No, he really looked like things had turned around for him. And a feeling you had told you that you were a big part of this improvement; it got you flustered and embarrassed, and it even made you feel a little self-centered. You couldn't be all the reason Fleetway had such a positive turnaround. Could you?

Whether or not that was the case, he trusted you enough to fill you in on a certain spot of his. While still grinning toothily at you, he hovered above you, his hold shifting until he had you lifted up beneath the arms. He made it look so effortless; even with you being a few feet taller than him, and at least twice as heavy, he picked you up without any trouble at all and flew just as easily.

"Just hang on. It isn't too terribly far away." His grip was secure on you, ensuring that you wouldn't so much as wiggle. But he supposed he could still tell you to cling to him if you didn't feel safe enough yet. He actually kind of liked that thought — yeah, he's got you. Nothing bad's gonna happen so long as his hands are held around you.

You hold tight onto his forearms, trying to tuck into yourself to make your profile smaller. So you didn't seem as big compared to him, and also so you weren't just dangling above the ground. Both his and your bodies jostled slightly with his chuckling, as he lifted himself higher to take you to where he wanted to.

He was still fast, zipping outside and upwards. Past an expansive treeline, where you could hardly look down without the speed at which you were going without the wind making your eyes water. It was cold, and the darkening into night certainly didn't help. But wherever Fleetway was close to you, your body felt warm.

You looked up at him, and after a second he looked back down, flashing you another toothy smile. "We're almost there. Look, y'see where the trees dip down a little up ahead?" So you looked, and sure enough it looked like the earth was beginning to cave in a little. Like it had taken a bite out of the world. "That's where we're heading." His grip on you tightened as he beelined straight for this opening, before pressing you in close to himself effortlessly, mid-flight. Apparently he wasn't going to be dodging the trees this close now. With you kept as close as he could get you to be, he held your head close to his chest as he turned around, using himself as a sort of shield to handle the brunt of you two crashing through branches and woods.

The both of you skidded to a stop on grass, with a few patches of the leaves above giving way to the stars beginning to twinkle into view. All of those patches looked similar to the one Fleetway had just made. Of course he'd done this more than once.

"What, a view up there is better than the one if you looked down?" His voice purred from beneath you, driving your attention to look down at the golden hedgehog. You were holding on tight to him, the beating of your hearts fast but in tune. The moment your eyes locked together his muzzle curved even more into a teasing smirk, his figure faintly illuminating the grass around him.

Your cheeks go warm and red, before diverting yourself to his quills and lightly laughing. "Do you always do that when you come here?" You pick leaves and twigs out from between his quills, shifting your weight until you're no longer atop his chest. At his side, you sat him up to take off as much debris as you could. Fleetway remained still; the feeling of your fingers against his quills was such a wonderful sensation, that he could never get enough of.

"You saw all those holes yourself. And don't worry about everything stuck." A light spark zapped your hand and made you pull it back, as he rose to his feet. Brushing the dirt off of himself, he shook himself off so that some more twigs were dispelled from his body. "I didn't bring you here just for you to groom me. As good as it feels." One of his hands was held out for you to take, and take it you did.

"What I really brought you here for," he began, pushing the leaves of a large bush aside to let you see. It was a series of small pools, with steam rising from some of them. How did he find a hot spring? And how long had he been coming here? "Were these. C'mon!" He leaped past the bush and slid down the steep slope you hadn't seen right in front of you. "And watch your step! Wouldn't want your pretty face to be dirtied up by something that isn't me." There was that purr again, to which you just rolled your eyes and smiled before sliding down beside him.

Again he took your hand, weaving between pools until bringing you to the largest one. Thankfully it wasn't steaming like some of the other ones you walked past, and you watched as Fleetway quickly got himself comfortable in the heated water. As he sat down, he released a soft sigh and sank into it, the water reaching up to his shoulders.

"I used to come here before—" His eyes were shut at the feeling of the water around him, before his voice grew soft and he looked back up at you. That sentence he started never ended up getting finished, as he went to an entirely new one. "I used to come here after getting my shit kicked in by those other guys." The exes. At least it didn't seem like any of them knew about this place; he didn't seem the type to seek refuge in a place that wasn't entirely safe.

Slowly, you sit down beside him. The water was almost too hot for you at first, but you bit your tongue and forced yourself to become accustomed to the heat. "Sounds like you stopped for a while. Did something... happen?" ...Had someone found out about this place, and that's why he stopped coming after some time? Wait, no, that wouldn't work either. He wouldn't– He wouldn't put you in a dangerous situation like that, after everything you'd done for him. You hoped he wouldn't, at least.

For a second he was quiet, before his face tilted up to look at you. There was another smile, but sweeter, more genuine. It was the same in his eyes; they were soft. "Well, yeah. Guess you wouldn't really have known, but... It was kind of before you were around. Or started helping, more specifically." You were quiet, leaning into his side. "'Cause, y'know, why come here if I have someone doing the exact same thing? And I guess, actually getting treated, medically and like I actually exist. And should be able to." His last few phrases were rushed and lower, like he were embarrassed to say it.

...Oh. You knew he wasn't liked amongst the others, but you never really stopped to think about how it could've affected him. Who knew where this guy would be if you hadn't just decided to be nice to the exes — to him.

"Fleets..." Your own voice was equally soft, an arm reaching around his waist and pulling him into your side.

"Just — Thanks." He breathed in, his exhale sending ripples along the surface of the water. Beneath the surface he was gripping your hand like his life depended on it, his arm shaking a little. "Thanks, for not thinking that everything I got was deserved."

"It would never be deserved. Not for you, not for anyone." Head turned down, you saw golden streaks in the water, the ripples caused from his breathing coming in more erratically. "Oh, Fleetway..." By instinct you pulled him into your arms, holding him in your lap and to your chest. He virtually latched onto you, more of himself shaking as he pressed himself into you. You kept yourself as still as you could for him, just keeping your arms wrapped around him.

You leaned down and kissed his head, between his eyes. Trailed a hand through his quills, rubbing his back and tracing your fingers over the scars along him. Very quietly, you began to hum for him, until you could no longer feel the burning dripping of his tears spreading into the water around you two.

That was your cue to speak now. Albeit very gently.

"Thank you for bringing me here, Fleets." Your palm presses gently against his cheek, the tip of your thumb moving in circles to brush away the remnants of the tears he'd shed. After some shifting around, you managed to settle yourself further into the spring without submerging neither yourself nor him entirely, while he was still on top of you. "This really is a nice place, y'know."

His eyes dart away for just a second, miniscule sparks lighting up his cheeks. "It is, ain't it?"

"Why did you bring me here?" Just a little, you tilted your head in his direction, your hand still held up to his face.

In that moment a lot of different emotions clashed on the golden hedgehog's face. Most notably one that gave you the sense he didn't know how to phrase his next words. But he still gave it his best shot.

"You kind of proved yourself to not give shit away to...those guys." Like it were instinct, his muzzle curled up slightly, before his face relaxed again. "But I just– I trust you, okay? I wanted to get away, alone, somewhere with you. And so I thought 'hey, why not that place you used to go to?'. So that's why." Whilst he talked his body moved around, until he was curled up on his side against your chest. Head pressed beneath your chin, and it struck you about the gravity of what he was admitting.

He must trust you a lot.

"So what the hell. I got you here, and without even anything to get out of it you've already, what? Helped me with something twice?"

"Remember that I care about you." You gently advised him, kissing the bridge of his snout. That lead you to be met with a soft sigh and a nod.

"...I do too."

A moment of silence, before Fleetway started up again.

"I could make it up to you." It was so direct. So blunt. A compromise of a sort, from Fleetway? He really had changed.

Instantly and maybe a little too quickly you decline his offer, chuckling nervously. "Oh, no, you don't have to! I don't m—"

"No, really. You do all of this for me and have for...for months! I think. I gotta start hauling my own weight. So pick your poison; anything you want me to do. I'll do it." His look was firm and determined, while he was facing you now. Looking down at you with intense spiral eyes that held not even a hint of trepidation. "Let me repay you."

"It isn't anything big, though, Fleetway." You thinly protest.

But he shook his head as his claws brush gently against either side of your face. That look in his eyes is more intent, more intense. "Just tell me."

Slowly you lean in closer, until you can feel his short breaths wafting waves of heat onto your skin. Close enough that your noses were touching, even.

"Any kind of– of physical intimacy, I think." Fleetway gave you a perplexed look, as you rush to finish yourself. "Something like this. What we're doing right now. Just more...deliberate, I suppose."

The tips of his claws tapped gently against your skin, as he smiled coyly to himself. "Why didn't you say so, then!" He barked out a laugh, leaning back and down to lay his body flush against yours.

How his mind was abuzz. This spot was already nice enough, and so were you. He was always the one initiating some kind of intimacy (how many times had he snuck up on you when you were alone just to assail you with nape kisses, especially when you weren't expecting it.) Now that you were saying you wanted to have him close, well– faint sparks crackled along the lengths of his quills.

He was warm against you, but your own warmth felt absolutely wonderful to him. His claws flexed as he stretched himself along the front of your body, his teeth glinting up at you while his eyes slit slowly. Just in view past his raised quills, you caught the way his tail flicked back and forth beneath the water. You yourself cracked into a soft smile, ruffling up the fur along his back affectionately as you began humming again. Though this time it was something calmer.

As you started again Fleetway flicked his ears forward towards you, the soft and sweet sound lulling him off. Well, as much as he could be rendered into a drowsy state, since he didn't need to sleep. Still, your rough rustling became toned down to your hand just smoothing down his fur, pressing his quills down so that he wasn't holding them rigid.

A gentle feeling bounced along your stomach and chest, before an even softer sound began to arise. You leaned your head in closer to listen, and the more you listened the easier it was to hear that sound — at the same time it grew slowly louder. Ohhh, he was purring.

It had just never been this prominent before. Something about that made you smile, and he slit an eye back open as you pressed a kiss to his cheek. Against your cheek you could feel him smiling, and a very faint spark transferred from the tips of his fur to the peach fuzz against your face. You jolted slightly by instinct, and he laughed not unkindly at your reaction.

In your state of momentary shock he returned your kiss, a hand clasped over your shoulder. Then he pulled back just enough to look you in the eye, his own lidded. "Love you."

How could you not return that? "I love you too, Fleets."

#fleetway super sonic #long post #like REALLY long post 😅

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Hi, before I explain my post, I want to say something important.

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My GTA V Online: M.W.V.R. episode 1 - Mammoth Avenger (Part 1) [Dec 29th, 2022]

HO! HO! HO! Hello, it’s me! And welcome back to my GTA V Online. So today, I made another episode called M.W.V.R. 💥🔫🚗, an acronym stands for "My Weaponized Vehicles Review".

And in this episode 1, I'm reviewing the Mammoth Avenger, an aircraft with the ability to tilt, and it was on the real-life counterpart. How much is that? Let's find out.

BTW: If you haven't seen my "Festivity Holidays" of 2022, then I'll provide some links down below:

GTA V Online - Festivity Holidays (2022):

• Festivity Holidays 2022 - Snowmen Collectibles (Part 1) [Dec 24th, 2022]

• Festivity Holidays 2022 - Snowmen Collectibles (Part 2) [Dec 24th, 2022]

• Festivity Holidays 2022 - Snowmen Collectibles (Part 3) [Dec 24th, 2022]

• Festivity Holiddays 2022 - Snowmen Collectibles (Part 4) [Dec 24th, 2022]

• Festivity Holidays 2022 - Snowmen Collectibles (Part 5 - Final) [Dec 24th, 2022]

• Festivity Holidays 2022 - Snowmen Collectibles - Fail to Collect [Dec 24th, 2022]

• Festivity Holidays 2022 - Test Drive at Simeon’s Premium Deluxe Motorsport [Dec 25th, 2022]

So, without further ado, let's get started:

• The Mammoth Avenger [CLICK ME!] is a weaponized aircraft released on December 12th, 2017 coincide with the "The Doomsday Heist" DLC update. It cost GTA $3,450,000 or $4,787,500 (if you unlock the trade price after completing the "Setup: Avenger [CLICK ME!]" in Act II - Doomsday Heist.) from Warstock Cache & Carry, and it's primarily based on the Bell Boeing V-22 Osprey [CLICK ME!].

Important Note: The Avenger plane was NOT related to the MCU's superhero team. Although, it's worth to watch, but still.

My Recorded video (via XBOX Game Bar) ⏺️🎮🖥️: [Pls watch my entire video.]

My walkthrough & first impression:

• Okay so, I'm here at Vespucci Beach to show ya how to summon or spawn an Avenger plane. To do this, go to the interaction menu by pressing "M" on your keyboard (or hold the "select" button on your current controller), go to "Services", then pick "Avenger" & press "Request Avenger". And there you go, say hello to my big aircraft! Here's a default look of the Avenger plane in black-ish graphite & white tone, with a single torrent cannon at the front. And gotta say, it is quite huge to ride a plane. Now, you can actually buy this place on "Warstock & Carry" without unlocking the trade price, like I am. However, you gonna need a facility to park your own Avenger, and that ain't cheap. You can add some additional features (aside from color interior) on the Avenger, but, it'll cost exorbitant. Anyway, let's go inside by either the front left side or at the back. However, if you're in the cockpit, hold the right D-Pad (for controller) (or press "E" on your keyboard) to enter the Avenger's interior.

• I'm now inside the Avenger, with Christmas decorations hanging above. Yup, we're still celebrating the spirit of holidays after "Christmas Day". Nonetheless, the interior of the Avenger contains a wardrobe, a gun locker (that nobody use), five sits, a CCTV camera terminal for the cockpit, a weapon workshop for Mk II weapons (an additional purchase), and a single turret control, which I'll show it ya, in a bit. But right now, let's take a flight with the Avenger, shall we?

• Like the V-22 Osprey in real-life, the Avenger plane features a VTOL mode (which stands for "Vertical Take-off and Landing"). By pressing the right D-Pad on your controller (or pressing "E" on your keyboard), you could either go forward or elevate. This feature can be great for doing insane stunts or going upside down if you're doing some daredevil activities. Either way, it's fun to ride. Plus, the Avenger's speed & acceleration are respectively fast (either equipped with performance parts or not), no doubt. The Avenger also has an "Autopilot Mode" by going to the interaction menu, the same route as I summon the Avenger.

• Now, that my Avenger plane switches to autopilot, let's go inside once more because I want a play that front gun turret. Like the weapon workshop, the gun turret control is also an additional purchase for the Avenger plane. To access the front gun turret, press the right D-pad on your controller (or "E" on your keyboard), and press the "enter" (keyboard) or "A" (controller) button. Now, let the fun firing begin! The turret (or each turret) has a zoom function to see it closely before you take fire at them into smithereens. Unlike other aircraft w/ turrets attached that require friends/allies to operate, the Avenger plane can operate on your own, thanks to the autopilot feature. Now, that I'm done firing, let's go to my facility. And much like the Avenger plane itself, the facility is also expensive.

• Here it is, I'm now inside my own facility. I'm having fun gliding with my Avenger plane. But, there's one feature that I've forgot to share ya....

Pls, go to Part 2 by → [CLICK ME!].

Well, that’s all for now & 🎄🌟 Happy holidays! 🎁🎅

And If you want to see my previous car prize, and more, then please → [CLICK ME!]. 😉

(Where do all the links go you may ask? I made a post about all GTA V Online-related links. This will prevent error save drafts, in my future post. Plus, I’m always updating my link post.)

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