busted window

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Bih??????? Who tHE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE COMING BACK INTO MY LIFE LIKE THIS? Of course it’s Fucking ALYCIA DEBNAM MARRY (ME) THATS WHO. Who else would walk around doing her fucking errands wearing mom jeans like it’s 1994 and she just dropped little Stephanie Anne and DJ Tanner at ballet class. But god I DONT EVEN FUCKING CARE THAT HER ZIPPER IS WARPED CAUSE HONEY THOSE HIPS COULD BUST THE WINDOWS OUT MY CAR. 

LOOK AT THAT EXPERT POUT, THOSE PERFECTLY SYMMETRICALLY ROUND OPAQUE JOHN LENNON GLASSES BIHH!!1!1 90s??? 60s??? ALYCIA DOESNT FUCK WITH TIME, THAT BITCH AINT REAL AND SHE ONLY SERVES UP 100% NON-GMO ORGASMIC REAL LOOKS™. And you KNOW SHES FINISHING OFF THE LOOK WITH THAT SLIGHTLY BAGGY, LOW CUT, SATIN BLACK BUTTON UP With AN EXTRA BUTTON JUST CAUSE SHE DO LIKE THAT.

DeAR LORD THANK GOD FOR MOTHER THE-LYCIA AND THESE MOM JEANS FOR SHE HAS BEEN V CHARITABLE TO US, THE GAYS, AND TO ALL HUMANKIND.

let’s start over. paint ourselves red and yellow and everything that speaks sunrise instead of midnight, this time. we could be less car crash, wildfire, burning rubber, maybe, and more moonlit-nights.
i don’t know, i just want to run without ending up in the middle of a six-lane highway. i want to love without being able to compare it to fistfights and bloody knuckles and the busted window in my old house.
let’s start over. i want us to be ethereal and real and together, this time.
—  we could be something new (catherine w // sempiternalwriting)

“Love trumps hate,” chants the crowd as they bust the windows out of local businesses, throw things and chase after guests entering/leaving Inaugural balls, injure multiple police, and set cars on fire.

  • Weiss: So this is where you and Yang grow up?
  • Ruby: Yep. It's home sweet home. *Ruby smiled brightly as she watered the flowers of their garden.*
  • Weiss: I have to admit it's a lot nicer then I Imagined would be.
  • Ruby: What do you mean? *Ruby tilting her head.*
  • Weiss: *Weiss quickly flinched and waved her hands.* I-It's nothing bad or thinking you were going to live in a dump! I just assumed your family lived close to the actually town is all.
  • Ruby: Oh. Nah. If we did they me and Yang couldn't train with our weapon with dad ad uncle Qrow. *Ruby smiled as she turned back to the flowers, missing Weiss cringe at the mention of her uncle, when she sees a bee buzzing around one of the flowers and sit on it.* AW!~ Weiss look! A bumblebee!~
  • Weiss: *Suddenly as Weiss kneed down to look at the insect, The second store window bust open as Blake jumped out spinning through the air, Scaring the heiress.* WHAT IN THE WORLD!?
  • Blake: *Upon landing it was quickly reveal to both Ruby and Weiss that not only was their faunus friend pantless but was holding the end of her ribbon weapon as she was quickly spun swing it with all her might.* HAAAAAAUH!
  • Yang: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! *The white rose then heard as they quickly whipped their heads to the end of Blake's weapon to find a shirtless Yang coming full speed towards them with fist fully engulfed in flames.*
  • Ruby: Watch out! *Ruby quickly shouted grabbing Weiss and dashed out of the way as Yang swung by and quite surprisingly grabbing the bee before landing right next to her girlfriend.*
  • Yang: Phew. That was a close one, ay sis. *Yang smiled as she let go of a now very confused and terrified bumblebee.*
  • Blake: Seriously though. You shouldn't call our combo attacks for stuff like that, Ruby.
  • Ruby: Actually I was just telling Weiss their was that cute Bumblebee. Hahah. *Ruby laughed in embarrassment rubbing the back of her head.*
  • Yang/Blake: Oooooh.
  • Yang: We really need to think of new names for the com- *Yang started when a blushing Weiss interrupted shouting.*
  • Weiss: WILL YOU TWO PLEASE GO PUT ALL OF YOUR CLOTHES BACK ON!!
  • Yang/Blake: *The bumblebee couple stared at Weiss, then down at themselves, then at each other, then looked down ward at each other, and then with embarrassing blush with hints of lustful smile/smirk covered themselves and quickly headed back inside.* Hehe, This is awkward./oh thank god your dad isn't home.
  • Ruby: *Once Yang and Blake were inside and Weiss's blushing face turned from red to pink the heiress glanced at Ruby who placed her finger on her chin with a raised eyebrow and wonder aloud.* Huh? I wonder why Yang and Blake were upstairs when the washing machine is down stairs?
  • Weiss: What are you talking about?
  • Ruby: Well it's clear they were doing laundry Weiss. They even had to shared Yang's spread Pjs.
  • Weiss: ... You are too innocent for this world, you dolt.

The Fouke Monster: Southern Sasquatch of Arkansas

Standing from 7-10 feet tall, with three toes, dark hair and accompanied by a foul odor, the Fouke Monster is one of most unique Sasquatch cases out there. After many rumors and wives tales out there of an ape-like creature roaming Arkansas, it first made its media coverage in 1971. The creature reportedly attacked Bobby and Mary Ford’s home late one night, where it busted a window by the couch where Mary was sleeping and attempted to grab her. The creature was chased off by Bobby and his brother Don who were just getting home from a hunting trip. The creature later returned that night and attacked Bobby while he was standing on his porch. The creature grabbed him and threw him to the ground, Bobby managed to escape the attack but had to go to the hospital where he was treated for shock and the scratches on his back. Three toed footprints and scratch marks on the porch were found in the area.

After the attack sightings rose and a $1,090 bounty was placed on the creature. So many people were out with guns that the town had to temporarily ban guns out of fear for the public’s safety. People were even fined by the police department for “filing a fraudulent monster report.” Public attention slowly died down, and the film The Legend Of Boggy Creek was made about the creature. Reports are still made of the creature to this day.

Rarely do we hear about attacks from a Sasquatch but it does happen. A three toed Sasquatch is also very interesting as most tracks found have five. Perhaps a different more aggressive species of Sasquatch exists with only three toes. Or perhaps the creature just lost its toes at some point in its life for whatever reason. Perhaps it was a bear that people were seeing, however a bear doesn’t stand from 7-10 feet tall. What do you think? Was this all a genuine Sasquatch, or just a hoax for the town’s claim to fame? It is no doubt that the sightings generated revenue for the town, could money be the motive to fake such a thing? The answer lies deep within the forests, where the beast waits to attack again.

Save Me

Hi @27azi I’m your SpideyCentral Secret Santa!!! I hope you enjoy this fic with our boy Spidey and  Deadpool :) Merry Christmas!!

Peter Parker x Reader


Originally posted by msrogers

I pushed open my door and threw my bag on the couch. I made my way into the kitchen to prepare some food for my family and Peter. My best friend was currently out making New York City a safer place, cleaning out crimes and whatnot. He would be busting through my bedroom window in a few hours, asking for sustenance after a long night of kicking booty. 

I was cutting up some vegetables when I heard a knock on my front door. I checked the time and saw that it was way too early for my parents to be back from work. Scrunching my eyebrows together in confusion, I stared at the door. I carefully made my way to the door. I peaked into the peephole and saw a delivery man, holding a large box. Maybe my parents ordered something. I thought. I carefully opened the door.

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Night Calls - Drabble

A/N: Based on a list of random sentences, that inspired those drabbles.

MASTERLIST


Your finger rapped the button on your laptop to send you to the next episode of the new show you decided to binge watch.

The last episode ended in a cliff-hanger and you demanded answers.

How unfortunate you were that it was the season finale of a show that would only come back in six months.

Your mouth fell agape as you gripped the sides of the laptop, aggressively but still careful (these things are expensive after all). “I need more,” you whispered, as if talking to Netflix would help your situation.

Suddenly, your phone vibrated, signaling a new message. Your eyes widened as you saw the number of missed calls and messages from a certain ex-assassin.  The most recent read: “If you don’t want me to bust your window, I suggest you answer the phone. Now.”

“What the actual,” you started as you rose from your bed and made our way to the window, your trained eyes quickly found a silhouette that took camouflage behind a tree. His deep eyes were focused on your figure, his hair hung loose, framing his face. The leather jacket hugged his muscles tightly and he wore a glove over his left hand.

You accepted his call.

“Yes?”

“Are you hurt?”

You scrunched your eyebrows. “Why would I-”

His voice was filled with concern. “Are you?”

“No,” you shook your head and quickly added, “Why would you think that? You know what, c’mon in.”

You darted to the front door, swinging it open and revealing Bucky Barnes.

His hands gripped your shoulders and his eyes scanned your body.

“Bucky?”

His hands fell to his sides, placing the knife you didn’t even notice back to its strap.

“You haven’t answered me all day,” his eyes scanned the room. “I got worried. Care to explain?”

You crossed your arms over your chest.

“It’s a new show I started watching,” you explained. Then your eyes went wide,” Bucky?”

He turned to you, “Yes, doll?” And his own eyes went wide upon seeing your wicked expression, “Uh-oh.”

“Bucky, Bucky, Bucky,” you sang and gripped his arm, pulling him to your bed.

“[Y/n], [], [],” he said slowly, still careful to ask what you were up to.

“This show is really good, you know?” you started and proceeded when he nodded, “I think you’ll like it,” your eyelashes battered, a soft smile on your face, your cutest expression on. You had to use all of your skills.

“Do you want to watch it now?” he chuckled, his hands already undoing the straps of his gear. He had more comfortable clothes at your house anyway.

You grinned and kissed his cheek. Bucky smiled as he saw your happiness.

“That’s exactly why I love you.”

Day Seven: Stockings + Candy

Pairing: John Winchester x Reader
Word count: 1092
Warnings: None
Challenge: This was written for @waywardlullabies, @deanwinchester-af,and @loveitsallineed‘s 12 Days of Christmas Challenge. Day 7 of 12 Prompts: Stockings + Candy.

The Twelve Days of Christmas Masterlist

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Headcanon that may or may not make it into a fic

When Jesus first found the Kingdom he sneaked at night and did the same thing he did at ASZ– break into various buildings, spy, assess supplies, yada yada yada. He found one particular room that was locked up tight, and it seemed important. He went outside and busted in through a window. When he dropped inside he saw an enormous *something* move out of the corner of his eye, a something with glowing yellow eyes, a something that looked an awful lot like a FUCKING TIGER WHAT THE FUCK.

Long story short, Jesus has some scars on his legs from where she clawed him before he could get away, and that’s why Ezekiel decides to trust Jesus. “She was playing with you! She likes you! If she was trying to actually eat you you’d be dead right now. :) :) :)”

Field Dogs - [EXO] SoldierChanyeol!Au : Prologue

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

[A/N] This is a prologue because it’s a series. 

You heard ruffling and the window was busted. The sound of glass dragged against wooden floor. Someone broke in. How could he stay so silent.

Turning the lights on before you could make sense of everything. You saw him sitting on the floor, dirty and bloodied. Shards of glass from the broken window surrounded him. He still has one boot  on and you’ve never been even more afraid than you are now.

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