crypto prevalis! a brutal dug criminal, infamous for his fondness for excessively violent torture methods. crypto has a few rather sizable bounties on his head, but he’s a difficult man to corner; he’s killed a good few of the bounty hunters’ that’ve come to take him in, and slipped away from the lucky ones who made it out alive.
Jack was lucky that all he’d gotten from a piece of explosion debris smacking him in the head was an amnesiac episode.
The doctors had assured Rhys that Jack would recover in due time, and would be able to remember everything as he recovered from his injury. The omega was encouraged to talk to Jack about their life together and other important details to help Jack recover his memory, something that he was more than willing to do.
He’d expected Jack to be a little more dazed and out of it when he entered the room, but instead of being greeted by confusion, Jack gave a loud wolf-whistle and blatantly ogled the omega up and down.
“Oh wow, will you look at all that…hello there, Mr. Legs For Days, do they send you in to ‘cheer up’ the patients?” Jack chuckled, pretty heartily for a man who’d been smacked on the head with the burnt hull of a weapons chest. Rhys stared for a moment, absolutely stunned that, even with his memory wiped, Jack was still hitting on him.
“Uh….well, no, actually,” Rhys started as he walked to the edge of the bed, placing a hand on Jack’s shoulder, “I’m Rhys, I’m your husband, the doctor sent me in to–”
“Son of a bitch, you’re my husband?” Jack gaped, eyes practically lighting up like he was a kid on Mercenary Day morning. “No way….I’m the luckiest bastard ever like, holy crap. I really frikkin’ scored!” The CEO whistled again, high-fiving himself and making the omega laugh, cheeks pink with blush.
Amnesia or not, there were some things about Jack that would just never change.
Oh man, I’d like to say something normal but sometimes I’m just sitting on the bus or something and some random idea about time traveling will pop into my head. This is why I say it’s a good idea to have a notebook or a list on your phone for writing ideas because they can at any time and TAKE IT FROM ME you will not remember no matter how much you tell yourself you will :p
On the other hand, when I refill the queue I do have to just sit down and like…think. Sometimes I’ll get inspiration from history or things going on right now (I’m a history minor, so yes a total history geek) or I’ll choose a genre and try to come up with something i would like to see written. Also, some of the prompts like the And Then They Said or All in Context are taken straight from something I’ve written, of course without the context.
I’d just like to add that I think some people wait around for inspiration to strike, and while it does sometimes, more often than not you just have to sit down and concentrate.
Sooo, inspiration might have struck for a new fic...
‘Do you ever feel lonely?’ Harry typed, his hands shaking, arms tensed, foot tapping against the end of his bed as he summoned up the courage to press ‘send’.
He watched the little dots on the screen, and they felt like company as he waited for a reply.
It was tragic really. His boyfriend of seven years was snoring in their room. But those little dots, flickering in his lap from his place on the spare bed, and the boy at the other end of the phone, miles away, who he’d never actually met - he felt closer to him, closer to a practical stranger than he did to the man he’d grown up with.
Grown apart with. From? He wasn’t sure.
‘Sometimes H, yeah sometimes.’
And the dots rippled their way across the scene once more.
And what could he say. What could he say that didn’t sound pathetic, didn’t sound as bleak as he felt. For a long time he’d sort of assumed that being with someone for a years and years meant you just ended up being more friends than anything else. That it was to be expected, just one of those things. But if that was true, and if that was normal, then why did the loneliness become more palpable every day. Why did it feel like a boney finger prodding him in the ribs over and over again. It didn’t feel normal. And it didn’t feel sustainable.
'Yeah I’m ok Lou, just one of those days you know? I’ll be alright in the morning.’
HAVE A GO HERO HARDY Tom Hardy arrests moped thief after dramatic Hollywood-style chase through streets and witnesses say he ‘went into superhero mode’
A witness in Richmond, London, told yesterday how screen hardman Tom Hardy chased a thief through gardens and across a building site — before proudly announcing: “I caught the ****.”😱😱😱😍😍😍 He said Tom flew after the yob, who had crashed a stolen moped then fled.
The Legend, Batman and Taboo star vaulted walls as he sprinted after the crook — then grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and patted him down for concealed weapons.
Arun Pullen, 22, said: “It was mental – like he’d switched to superhero mode in an action movie. Two boys on the nicked moped had jumped a red light and smashed into a car.
He said: “The kid looked wrecked and in shock. “Tom Hardy’s clearly not a man you’d mess with. I think he even checked the kid’s ID before cops took over.” He added: “I asked Tom what happened and he told me he chased him through my back garden and caught him around the block — but the route was like an assault course.” Tom, 39, told one onlooker: “This little s*** nicked something and now he’s got himself a broken leg.” The stolen moped carrying two men crashed into a £50,000 Mercedes at a busy road junction on Sunday afternoon.
Both thieves were injured. One was caught within moments but the other fled through gardens towards waste ground, where Tom caught up with him and made a citizen’s arrest.
Two suspects were yesterday facing theft charges.
Arun said: “Tom did the public a great service.” Girlfriend Kalisha added: “I’m a big Tom Hardy fan and there was no mistaking him. He looked as mad as he does on telly.” Tom Hardy’s spokeswoman declined to comment. https://www.thesun.co.uk/news/3405353/tom-hardy-arrests-moped-thief-after-dramatic-hollywood-style-chase-through-streets-and-witnesses-say-he-went-into-superhero-mode/