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Inumorph

@inumorph

I write mainly crossovers for multiple fandoms. INFP.
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I dare you to....

Use one or more of these in your next story/imagine

* I don’t go crazy, I am crazy. I just go normal from time to time.

* Are you crying? No my eyes are sweating.

* Good morning world. Your favorite sarcastic ray of sunshine is here.

*Sarcasm: the ability to insult idiots without them realizing.

* Twinkle twinkle little star. I wanna hit you with my car. Throw you off a cliff so high, hope you break your neck and die.

* There are 1,013,913 words in the English language but I could never string any of them together to explain just how much I want to hit you with a chair right now.

* Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius, and it’s better to be absolutely ridiculous then absolutely boring.

* You’re a dollar store with regular pricing

* Would you like a table? No lamp for five please.

* Are you single? Ew no I’m album

* Shut up I wear heels bigger then your dick.

*Oh honey you’ve gone beyond muffin top, that’s a rusted can of biscuits.

* Are you made of sulfur, uranium, carbon, and kalium? Cause you suck.

* Are you nemo? Because you should get lost.

* Are you cold? No dumb ass I’m on vibrate mode.

* scientists say the universe is made up of protons, neutrons, and electrons. They forgot morons.

* Don’t stand to close to the heater babe. Plastic melts.

* I’m not fat. My stomach is three dimensional

* If I wanted to kill myself I would climb your ego and jump to your IQ

* You must have been born on a highway. That’s where most accidents happen

* I just pretend to know what I’m talking about 150% of the time. If you can’t blow them away with your brilliance baffle them with your bullshit.

* Well aren’t you a psychedelic lollipop triple dipped in psycho.

They’re going to try and kill him.

He’s probably already dead

BOOOOOST THIS

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YOOOOO

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seriously guys boost this

I don’t care if it looks ugly on your blogs THIS COULD POSSIBLY SAVE LIVES

Nigerians are about to save the world

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Governments are gonna kill this guy.

his name is Maduike Ezeibe, a professor at the Michael Okpara University of Agriculture Umudike, Abia State. this is huge

The world won’t get serious about this unless a post goes viral and that’s sad af You rather talk about a vine video or popular culture ok that’s fine and all but there’s a cure for HIV/Aids and america is lying There is a cure for HIV/Aids and no one will spread the news for those who are diagnosed with it, so that THE WORLD COULD WAKE TF UP There is hope for those who have been diagnosed with a disease that may have given them 20 or so years to live For the first time in the history of the world there’s is a possible preventative cure for one of the most deadliest viral diseases

The problem with HIV is that this virus is extremely fast in evolving and that means it becomes resistant to a certain temporary cure in a brief time.

That said, if this man really found out a cure for this contemporary HIV version of the virus IT IS VITAL TO SPREAD IT NOW as the virus changes VERY QUICKLY

Baby Girl: Part 4

The bell above the door rang as it was pushed open, and although the combination of rich coffee and freshly baked sweets could be smelled from outside the café, it wasn’t until you had stepped foot inside that you were hit with the delicious aroma.

As the door closed behind you, your eyes dart around the café studying every possible inch. The world becoming colour in your eyes should have stopped being miraculous to you, yet every day that you opened your eyes and saw the various shades and depths of colour was another day that amazed you.

The barista’s behind the counter wore black button-down shirts and red aprons. They had matching black and red visors on their heads along with what looked like black hairnets keeping their hair safe from falling into coffee or food. Behind the barista’s was a menu etched in colour on a black chalkboard, the menu varied and separated by each different colour that represented a different menu option.

Baby Girl: Part 3

It was nearly another month before you saw or interacted with Steve or Bucky. You’d spent the last few weeks getting into a routine on the medical floor and taking all the knowledge and training you’d picked up on in school and translating that into the hands-on work in Stark Tower.

Since the revelation that Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes were your soulmates, you had done everything you could to avoid talking about the subject and the two conspirators that caused you to see colour in the first place.

Of course, trying to avoid Steve and Bucky was easy enough when they were busy on missions or training the recruits, and if they weren’t doing either then they were running simulations.

Please reblog if:

•your anxiety has made it difficult for you to voice your opinion

•your anxiety has made it difficult to dress the way you want

•your anxiety has made it difficult to ask for help

•your anxiety has made you constantly worry if you are being annoying and wonder if your friends and family are valid relationships or if they just put up with you because they have to

And please know that you are not fighting this battle alone. You are worth more than your anxiety says. You matter and so does your opinion and your say. You are awesome

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And if you ever need to talk feel free to message me

30 things I wish I knew before I started cutting:

1. Razors are a pain in the ass to get out. 2. Don’t ever let something get to the point where you can’t control it. 3. Shaving will never be the same. 3. Cuts hurt way longer than just when you’re in the shower. 4. Sleeves move around, and they won’t always be covered. 5. The fabric from your jeans will make your skin feel like it’s burning alive. 6. One cut will never be enough. 7. Every line, mark, scrape you see turns into a trigger. 8. Blood smells really, really gross. 9. The scars will constantly remind you, even on the good days. 10. You’re not sure why it feels good, it just does. 11. ^^ Sometimes it doesn’t feel good at all and it will make you cry. 12. You’ll start to see yourself as disgusting. 13. Sometimes the blood won’t stop and you swear it’s your last time, but it never will be. 14. Bandaids, Neosporin, and razors cost a lot of money. 15. Sex becomes very awkward with the lights on. 16. Cuts itch. 17. Then people ask why you’re itching. 18. You’re too hot to wear that hoodie? Too bad. 19. You’ll throw away your razors and the next day feel like a psycho when you’re digging through the trash. 20. No matter how many excuses you make up for doing it that day, none of them will be valid. Ever. 21. People will think you do it for attention, so you’ll start to believe them. 22. You’ll want to stop, you just won’t know how. 23. It will tear your heart out when your best friend does it once. 24. Some places feel better to cut than others. 25. Skin doesn’t always grow back the way you want. 26. You’ll feel like a charity case. 27. Some people will treat you like you are one, too. 28. You’ll start to think more about your back up plan for if you start to bleed out rather than college. 29. You’ll get angry if you forgot your razors. 30. Your mom’s going to cry really hard when she finally sees them.

please don’t ever start cutting I 100% promise you you’ll regret it

the most accurate thing I think I’ve read

for real though. i try to keep things lighthearted here, but NEVER start cutting or hurting yourself in any way. it fucks up how you see so many things and makes you think of how else they can be used, so please, PLEASE talk to someone instead. if needed, I’ll be happy to listen and list alternatives.

Never ever start self harming. You are all beautiful and don’t deserve it xx I hate how much I relate to this post.

FYI, these scars last. They’re not just there when you’re 14 and want to die. They last even after you’re clean for a while. They’re there when you’re 16 and your mom is teaching you to drive and she looks over to check if your hands are on 10 and 2 and she sees your arm and chokes up. They’re there at 17 at your senior prom when you’re wearing your strapless dress and your date tries to put on your corsage. They’re there at 18 when you’re donating blood and the nurse asks to see your arms to check for yout veins. And they’re still their at 19 when you haven’t cut in quite a while and you’re at your job putting sauces back on the table and a customer asks “what’s that on your arm”. You think they’re referring to your tattoos. They’re not. 

Bless these people

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Instead of cutting when you feel the urge to self harm hold ice cubes in your hand till they melt it can trick the mind into giving you the same relief as cutting does

In a Heartbeat  -  Epilogue

Pairing: Fireman!Bucky X Reader

Summary: You’ve always been careful with your heart. With your condition, you don’t exactly have any other choice. The last time you let someone in, you paid the price. A price you don’t plan on paying again. Until Bucky comes in and shatters your carefully crafted world.

Warnings: Angst, Language, Minor Fluff

Word Count: 1.2K

A/n: Grande finale! Oof plz don’t kill me but it’s so cute I loved writing this series so much and low-key I’m sad it’s over but it was so fun to write. If y’all have any ideas for anything you want me to write in the future, send em my way!

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The wind is crisp, biting at the exposed skin of his face, his fingers.

He doesn’t mind too much though.

The sky is gloomy, like it might rain later in the day. The clouds are a deep grey colour and there’s sorrow on the wind. He can’t help but feel like it’s fitting.

“I uh, I’m not sure what to say, I guess. Bonnie said it would be good to come swing by for a little while but uh I’m not sure if she was right.” His voice is shaky and he closes his eyes, hating the silence that meets him.

In a Heartbeat  -  Four

Pairing: Fireman!Bucky X Reader

Summary: You’ve always been careful with your heart. With your condition, you don’t exactly have any other choice. The last time you let someone in, you paid the price. A price you don’t plan on paying again. Until Bucky comes in and shatters your carefully crafted world.

Warnings: Language, Fluff, Almost Smut

Word Count: 2.3K

A/n: hello I hope you all enjoy this!! I’m loving this series and I hope to keep updating it and Of Kings and Beasts regularly. Idk though. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

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“You’re sure I look good?”

Nat groans and climbs off your couch reluctantly, grabbing you by the shoulders and stopping you from pacing anymore.

“You look gorgeous.” You bite your bottom lip nervously, hands itching to come up to your mouth.

Your hair is pushed behind your ears, natural and beautiful, and your makeup is light. Adorning your body is a simple light blue dress that stops just above your knees, as well as a beige cardigan that hangs loosely off of your shoulders.

Nat grabs you a pair of beige heels and shoves them into your hands.

“Put your shoes on and stop worrying. He’s on his way up so even if you didn’t look good there’s no time to change now.” You nod, taking a few deep breaths before crouching down and putting your shoes on. Right as you’re doing up the clasp around your ankle there’s a knock on your door.

You freeze in place, looking at Natasha in absolute terror, and she rolls her eyes.

“It’s open!” She calls. You shake your head, one shoe on and the other off as you run to your bedroom.

“I can’t,” you whisper as the door starts to open. Hiding away in your bedroom, you listen to Nat greet Bucky.

“She’s almost ready. Just needs to grow a pair,” The redhead says loudly, her footsteps clomping towards the bedroom door.

She whips it open, ready to give you an earful, but when she sees the genuine fear on your face she reconsiders.

“Beans, you’re gonna be okay. He’s a real gentleman and he won’t do anything that you don’t want to do, I promise.” You take a few deep breaths, trying to hold back tears.

“What if I get hurt again, Nat? I don’t think I could handle it.” The weak whimper that leaves you has her heart shattering in her chest.

In a Heartbeat  -  Three

Pairing: Fireman!Bucky X Reader

Summary: You’ve always been careful with your heart. With your condition, you don’t exactly have any other choice. The last time you let someone in, you paid the price. A price you don’t plan on paying again. Until Bucky comes in and shatters your carefully crafted world.

Warnings: Language, Angst, Fluff

Word Count: 3.2K

A/n: I’m about to eat an edible and have a fuckin good night. I don’t have work for the next two days (as of right now). I’m just gonna watch some YouTube… might have some ‘me time’ and just kinda vibe. I love you all very much!! The next ficmas fic is a fluffy one shot!!

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“So you’re sure I look okay?” You ask, heart beating uncomfortably fast in your chest.

“Yes! You look absolutely amazing, beans. Bucky’s gonna love it.” you take a deep breath then nod, rooting through your purse for your makeup bag before getting frustrated and dumping the contents of it on the counter.

“Calm down. Deep breaths with me, (Y/n). You’ll be okay. I promise.” You nod, taking a few deep breaths with her and calming down a bit. “You’re right,” you whisper, grabbing your makeup bag and your phone and heading into the bathroom to finish getting ready.

Nat talks you through some new makeup techniques from over the video call, smiling at the final product, and you can’t help but laugh.

“I’m on call tonight but if you need anything, call me and I’ll help you. No matter what.” You nod, smiling at her.

“Alright. It’s almost six, he should be here soon. I’ll call you when I get back and I’ll give you all the details.” Natasha nods and gives you a look, silently telling you that there will be consequences if you leave any details out.

“Okay, bye. Love you.”

“Love you too, beans.” You end the call and take some deep breaths, turning the cold water on and running your hands under it in an attempt at calming yourself down further.

In a Heartbeat  -  Two

Pairing: Fireman!Bucky X Reader

Summary: You’ve always been careful with your heart. With your condition, you don’t exactly have any other choice. The last time you let someone in, you paid the price. A price you don’t plan on paying again. Until Bucky comes in and shatters your carefully crafted world.

Warnings: Language, Fluff, Fluff, Minor Angst, Fluff

Word Count: 2.7K

A/n: So I was really close to not posting a ficmas fic today because I am fucking EXHAUSTED but here is the second instalment to this cute lil mini series!!!! Things are heating up! I hope everyone’s having a fantastic night and I love you all!

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“Really Gladys? You couldn’t like the cereal at the bottom of the shelf? You had to pick the cereal that they keep at the top? The one that no one buys? Was that really necessary?” You curse your neighbour softly, hating her for being so specific about the groceries she wants.

She’d heard you leaving your apartment and had immediately shoved a grocery list into your hand when she found out that’s where you were going.

You glare at the box of cereal, trying to work up the energy to jump for it when a gloved hand grabs the box right next to it.

You whip around, staring up at the person for a moment as your brain tries to recognize them.

“(Y/n). Hi!” You smile tightly up at him.

“Hello, James.” He looks up at where you were looking then grins. “Want me to grab that for you?” You nod, not having the energy to deny his help.

“Gladys is very specific about the cereal she likes.” He chuckles and hands you the box.

“Yeah, she seems like a handful. Gave us all an earful as soon as she was out of the building. Yellin’ at us and using words that’d shock a sailor.” You groan, shaking your head while a smile spreads on your face.

“I can only imagine what she was saying. She’s a handful for sure, but she means well. I mean, she’s been there for me so many times, it’s only fair I grab cereal for her when she needs it.” James nods, taking you in.

You’re wearing a pair of black leggings and an oversized hoodie that clearly belongs to a man. He feels his heart hurt a bit at that fact and plasters on a smile.

“Well, I’d better let you get going. Gladys doesn’t seem like the patient type.” You shake your head, slightly surprised at his change in demeanour. “She really isn’t. Thank you again, James.” He nods and heads down the aisle to grab the rest of his groceries.

Your eyes follow him, and you can’t help but feel a little disappointed when he doesn’t look back.

In a Heartbeat  -  One

Pairing: Fireman!Bucky X Reader

Summary: You’ve always been careful with your heart. With your condition, you don’t exactly have any other choice. The last time you let someone in, you paid the price. A price you don’t plan on paying again. Until Bucky comes in and shatters your carefully crafted world.

Warnings: Language, Kind of slow burn, Description of heart condition, children, mentions of death

Word Count: 2.7K

A/n: On the second day of ficmas lex will give to you: A fluffy fireman AU! Lol but in all seriousness I’ve had this idea in my head for a while now and I’m so glad I’m finally getting it written. This will be a mini series that may or may not be part of ficmas, I haven’t full decided yet. But anyway, I hope you enjoy!

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When listing your worst fears, fire isn’t at the top of the list. Hell, it’s not even in the top five. Sure, fire is scary, but not as scary as the dark or spiders or heights.

Of course, it’s hard to rank your fears without having knowledge of what it’s like to be in a situation with them in the first place.

“C’mon Gladys! We need to go!” She hobbles down the stairs as fast as her little legs can carry her, looking back every now and then to make sure you’re still behind her. “You need to calm down. That heart of yours doesn’t need the strain.” You roll your eyes but you know she’s right.

Your heart thunders in your ears. You can hear it. Every single beat roaring louder than the last. It makes your chest ache and your head spin. But your pills are all the way in your apartment. All the way back up the stairs. All the way where the smoke is.

You let out a choked cough, your right hand coming up to grab at your chest where your heart is beating away at your ribs.

“Almost there, sweet thing. Maybe they’ll have those handsome firefighters again. You know, the ones from the calendar?” You nod, trying to take deep breaths and focus on what she’s saying, but it’s so very difficult.

You stumble for a moment, legs trembling before finally giving out, sending you falling to the floor in a heap.

“Go, Gladys,” you rasp, trying desperately to suck in a deep enough breath. She continues down the stairs and you let your eyes flutter closed, ears starting to ring.

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Hydra's Rejects Chapter three

So just a remind I don’t own any of marvel or the characters *sob* hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it and as always feedback no matter what kind is welcomed! Warning: some swear words and hopefully feels in this chapter.

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“You see..,” she paused and looked over at him. “Oh I’m Maddox.” He said holding out his hand. She looked down at it in confusion. Reid snickered while Riley and Jonah smiled. Maddox pulled his hand back his face flushing in embarrassment . “Sorry we probably should have warned you, she’s still new to the whole meeting people thing.” Riley said. “Who you kidding Riley? She’s still new to the whole ‘new’ thing period. You should have seen it when she saw the outside for the first time.” Reid said. “Reid!” Jonah and Riley snapped. “Stop it; you’re not helping.” Jonah growled. Reid rolled his eyes exaggeratingly in Mn.0495f’s direction making a face. She giggled as Riley smacked him on the back of his head. “Go do the dishes or something Reid. Make yourself useful.” He said. “Yes mother.” Reid said making a pouty face. Everyone laughed as he grabbed the dishes and went into the kitchen, cutting the tension in the room.

“Thank you Maddox. As I was about to explain, the number in my name means that I was the 495th in a long line of experiments. To my knowledge only I and one other survived out of over about seven hundred of us. The last one was MN.0691f . She died in my arms about a month before I helped your brothers escape. The serum that they had given her back fired causing her to burn up from the inside out. All that I could do was try to ease her pain as she died. She was only ten. Do you have any idea what that felt like? They took everything from except two things..my one brother that I’m sure is safe and the one I’m not.“ “What do you mean? How can you know that?” Maddox asked. “Know what?” “Whether they’re in danger or not?” “Oh its just something all of us can do, you know like a baseline ability thing. The strange thing is the one that’s here in this area I can’t sense all that clearly.” She said with a frown. “What can you sense? Maybe that can help narrow down the list we have to work with.” Maddox said. “All that I can say is that I’m pretty sure he’s a male and judging by how weak the connection is he’s not my full brother.” “What else can you sense from him?” Maddox asked fascinated. “Things like strong emotions or whether he’s in danger. Not like ‘he’s going to get a paper cut’ danger. More like ‘watch out there’s an assassin behind you.’ You know he kinda flirts with that type of danger alot, come to think about it.” She said her eyes closed as she concentrated.

Maddox sat back on the couch, closing his eyes to think. After about a minute of that he opened his eyes and grinned. “Alright I’m in!” He said. “NO!“ Riley and Jonah said. Reid popped his head around the corner, “Absolutely not young man. You have school in the morning.” He said in a mock angry voice before ducking as Jonah threw a shoe at him. “Why not? I can help!?” Maddox said upset. “I’m sorry Maddox it’s too dangerous. You’re not strong enough to face this kind of trouble.” Riley said putting a comforting hand on Maddox ’ s shoulder. He shrugged it off. “So what, I’m supposed to sit here at home. Alone. Again! The last time I stayed home while you all went off, you three disappeared for four years! I had to bury three caskets filled with what I thought was my brothers and lie to my mother for years about where you were. Why she never saw you. I’m the one who held her hand when she died, arranged the funeral, took care of everything. And now that you’re back you want me to just step aside like last time!? You know what? Fuck you guys!” He screamed. Reid, Riley, and Jonah all stood in front of him heads down while he screamed as gale force winds picked up around him. Suddenly Maddox looked down at the girl that had wrapped her arms around him comfortingly. Jonah stepped forward his hands in front of him in a pleading manner. “No Maddie. That’s not what we meant. We’re just terrified of losing you too.” “We were hoping you could protect her while we were doing what needs to be done.” Riley added quietly. Reid stepped forward his normally bright green eyes dark and glistening with tears. “We’ve been through hell wondering what was going on with you and mom. We were beaten, tortured, experimented on. All we had to keep us sane was thinking of you. We can’t lose you too. You’re all we have left.” He said as one tear rolled down his cheek. Slowly the winds began to die down as Maddox gulped down deep sob like breathes. In a moment the brothers were hugging each other while Mn.0495f stayed quietly in the background and waited.

After a little while they let go and stepped back. “Maddox we were kinda hoping you would help her.” Riley said. “You’re the only one we trust to keep her safe if this goes south for us.” Jonah added. “Allright I can do that. I’m sorry. I just…” Maddox said tiredly as he slid his hand down his face. “Let’s hold this discussion in more depth later. It’s nearly dawn and I don’t know about you Maddox but we haven’t slept in a few days and you need to go buy more groceries.” Reid said in an attempt to lighten the mood. Mn.0495f piped up. “Go ahead and get some sleep. I’ll keep watch this time.” Maddox looked over at her. “Keep watch? What can you do? I thought they had to protect you?” He asked confused. The other three laughed tiredly as they moved to go to the back rooms to sleep on whatever flat surface they could find. “You would be surprised at what she can do.” Riley said. “Yeah ain’t that the truth.” Reid quipped. Jonah looked over at her and said “You’ll need to change into something a little less conspicuous. A dog or a cat maybe?“ He said before stepped into his old room. Maddox ’ s mouth dropped open as he quickly turned around towards where once a girl had been standing. Instead he saw a medium sized dog of mixed heritage looking up at him with soulfull eyes sitting by the side of the couch. Her head tilted up at him in a questioning manner. “Holy shit.” Maddox said dropping back down to the couch. He looked up in surprise as the dog jumped up beside him on the couch. He sighed. “I’m just going to rest my eyes for a minute k? Let me know if some one comes to the door.” He opened his eyes again for a moment when he felt a blanket being pulled over him. He watched as she took up a position in front of the door and let out a sigh.

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Wow that one was longer than I thought. Hoped you all liked. The next one should be out by tomorrow after noon.

Baby Girl: Part 2

Your world bursting into colours vibrant and breathtaking had ironically cast a shadow over your personal life. The shift from vision of black and white to coloured freedom, had created a reactive shift in your relationship with Peter that you hadn’t been prepared for.

“Colours,” Peter mumbled into his cup of coffee, “what is it like?”

The tension between you two was still at a minimum, yet the fact that you’d found your soulmates had created this light fog that just sat over your heads, hovering low enough to be noticeable yet high enough not to be touched.

E X P L A I N what u are doing in the labyrinth iMMEDIATELY

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Y E S.

okay so it looks like this was another version almost of my published Labyrinth fic Timing, but like, actually fleshed out instead of a rambling shitpost. xD apparently I didn't like how it was going according to the note on the bottom?? but I just reread it and im actually fond of some of my phraseology. Have a snippet!

The first time was ten years and seven months from the last time Sarah had seen the Goblin King, and it was astonishingly the only scenario she hadn’t considered that happening in. Halfway through her first post-break up appletini at {blankity blank bar} on {such and so street} he sat down on the chair next to her, a bold smile on his agelessly handsome face as he eyed her up and down. She nearly choked on her swizzle stick before hastily setting her drink down on the table.
“Jareth!” Sarah rasped. She glanced around the crowded bar, partways hoping that he was a figment of her imagination, but judging by the way the blond guy at table three was looking at His Majesty, she was not the only one who could see his spectacular glory. Black tights and flowing white shirt, a leather jacket and heeled boots? He should have been Community Chested back to a previous decade. Do not pass Go, do not collect 200 children. But damn if it still didn’t look good, some part of her that wasn’t completely horrified noticed.
“What the hell are you doing here?” She asked, wiping at her chin self consciously.  
Jareth reached out one black leather gloved hand and picked up her bright green drink. “What on earth are you drinking?” he asked, talking loudly to be heard over the booming music. “Is it supposed to be that colour?” he took a sip and made such a comically disgusted face that it startled a laugh out of Sarah.

THANK YOU FOR ASKING ILU.

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(image id: photo of a kitten using a fake old-looking computer, sized appropriately to fit the kitten. text on the top says “hi mutuals hiii hii ^-^” and on the bottom “i love you so much hiii”, both in all caps. end id)

(image id: both photos show kittens standing and sitting on laptops. the images are captioned “hii i love you so much/ hi hello i love you ^-^” and “hello hiii ^-^ hi hi hi hi/ hi hi i love you i love you” respectively. end id)