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Serial Killer Dadvid

“You want me to cut out your tongue? I said shut up.” David brought the knife to his throat in a silent warning. The man gulped, but shut his mouth obediently.

“Good boy.” David praised, bringing his other free, gloved hand to stroke the man’s cheek. The man shuddered, bile rising in his throat.

“Now, I know this might sound silly!” David laughed at a joke that was not unknown to the man.

“I heard, you stole from some good friends of mine! Silly, right?”

The man vigorously shook his head, “Nah, man, that ain’t true.”

David turned his head in a curious manner, his smile never leaving.

“Oh really? Than this must be a mistake. You’re clearly not a 6′1 male, white, age 30 to 32, with a small scar through his eyebrow, along with a tattoo of the name Martha on his neck.”

“And you clearly weren’t caught on camera carrying several large weapons that I know for a fact belonged to The Vagabond and the rest of Fake AH Crew!” David came closer to the man, who began to pull at the straps of leather that bound him too the chair.

David’s eyes narrowed, his large grin growing more and more sinister.

“Now, I’ll ask nicely only one time. Where are the weapons?” His playful tone had dropped, but the smile stayed.

The man whimpered, “I don’t know what your talking about, please!” David sighed, twirling the knife in his hand.

“You know, Geoff never said I had to get the whereabouts of the weapons. I could just kill you now, but he is such a dear friend of mine, and he’d be so grateful if you told us, it would definitely lighten the load.” David brought the knife to the man’s throat, applying the smallest amount of pressure to draw blood.

“Okay! Okay! It’s at…” The man stared past David and at the cement wall behind him, knowing what would happen to his crew if he said another word. David pressed harder and the man yelped.

“They’re at an abandoned airport outside of Los Santos.” David nodded, retracting the knife.

“That’s a very good boy! Now, one more question. What are you doing in Sleepy Peak?” David asked, voice filled with real curiosity.

“It’s, uh, It’s where Martha and the kids live. She moved from Los Santos.” He replied honestly, hoping that his answer would make the man feel some pity for him

David nodded absentmindedly, examining the blade closely, before bringing it high above his head.

“Okay! Thank you for your cooperation! Now let’s finish thi-”

The room was suddenly filled with the tune of “Oh Clementine,” and David looked as thoroughly confused as the man before him. David coughed awkwardly, his face growing slightly pink

David fished around the pocket of his apron, giving the man a patient smile.

He pulled out his phone and held up his finger, mouthing a quick apology.

He pressed the phone to his ear.

“Hey Maxy! How was school?” David resumed his usual demeanor, shocking his victim with the sudden sweet tone.

“Really? Well, I hope Nikki didn’t drink anything else after that. Uncle Geoff should be coming to pick you up!” David made vague noises of affirmation as the rather loud voice on the phone asked several questions, then casted his eyes to his victim.

“Stole from Ryan’s warehouse if you can believe it.” The man began to shake under David’s eyes, David began to twirl his knife once more, his lips pulling into a wicked grin, but his tough demeanor melted once more in a snap of a finger.

“I love you too, Max! I’ll see you soon, bye-bye!” David made a loud smooching sound before pressing a button on his phone.

“Sorry, my boy was confused on why I wasn’t picking him up! Now where were we?” David drew close once more, the man screamed and pulled at the leather straps, but his fate was already sealed.

“Oh yeah, says who?”

Says me! Ryan would totally sweep the floor with Michael. Michael is fuckin’ good with close range combat, but Ryan outweighs him easy.”

Geoff considered this and nodded, “Okay, Okay, what about Jeremy and Gav?” Geoff opened the front door for him, allowing the ten year old to step past him.

Max scoffed, “They’d fucking knock each other out on accident and then they’d fight over who fell first! What about Jack and Ryan?”

Geoff laughed and patted his head, “Lets hope that never happens. They might turn on me mid fight and take me out.”

Max nodded in agreement and made his way to the kitchen, surprised to see David standing at the table bringing out plates for a pizza that laid on top of the counter.

“You took care of it?” Max asked, and David nodded happily, bending down to press a quick kiss to Max’s head. Max rolled his eyes at the touch and shrugged it off, but gave David an honest half hug in return.

“Yep! It’s being cleaned up by the Team Nice Dynamite Cleaning Crew.” David gave Max a sly wink, and Max smiled back while Geoff laughed. As if on cue the rest of the crew began to pile into the cabin, chatting and laughing as Gavin complained about the blood staining his new shirt.

“Hungry, Maxy?” David asked, drawing Max’s eyes away from the incoming swarm of people. Max nodded eagerly, approaching the counter before the other men could take the rest of the slices.

Before Max could grab a plate, he was quickly swept off his feet by a tall man sporting a leather skull mask, and Max smiled wide.

“Uncle Ryan!”

“What about Uncle Jeremy, huh?” The shorter male huffed, crossing his arms as he looked up at the boy who had his arms around Ryan’s neck in a tight hug.

“Do you ever come around to visit by yourself? Besides, I have no respect for those the size of a ten year old.” Max puffed out his chest a little as the others laughed.

Ryan carried Max to the living room and away from the others who were squabbling over a singular bread stick, as David made his son and himself a plate.

“You been good?” Ryan asked, removing his mask to reveal his painted face.

Max shrugged, “As good as a boy whose family is literal murderers can be.”

2016 memes

2016 memes

January:
•bad new year jokes
•if a dog wore pants would he wear them like this or this
•all these suggestion blogs
•orange soda please
i’ll have the strawberry soda
me too, the strawberry soda
•You fucked up a perfectly good x is what you did. Look at them. They got anxiety.
•kylo ren is shredded
•Jared Leto: *does something*
Director: oh my God…it’s like…is he Jared…or Joker right now?????
•tag yourself
•super mario 64 half a press
•this is x. be like x

February:
•the finebros suing something
•secret government agent: *punches me in the face* SAY IT
me: never
secret government agent: x
me: *spits blood in their face* fUCK YOU
•bernie or hillary things that have a ridicilous issue and even funnier answers
•jean something, jomething
•damn daniel
•ted cruz is the zodiac killer

March:
•the dad from kuzco being like 👌
•kazoo kid
•everyone who watched zootopia is a furry
•history of japan
•x or y? *insert similiar pictures here, like donald trump and raw chicken*
•get you a man that can do both
•going to papaw’s house for burgers
•no oscar meme is dead meme
•we dem boyz
•i’m you but stronger

April:
•marge simpson
•different variations of the hs panel where jade picks up the note
•tumblr’s lizard voting
•everyone’s a dirty homestuck
•lot of those powerpuff selves
•baby stevens
•ruining someone’s dream journal
•there’s no way out of it you’ll just have to decapitate me
•autocorrect in verbal conversation
person1: i love you
person1: *hate
person2: this is a verbal conversation
•WHAT WE REALLY AREEE
•don’t talk to me or my son ever again
•dark x show me y

May:
•dan backslide (and dover boys)
•dat boi
•stone age spongebob

June:
•are you x or y person? (tag yourself meme in text format)
•get a man who can do both is getting more popular again
•it’s june where the fuck are halloween memes???

July:
•america memes
•IT’S HALLOWEEN
•the vacuum cleaner playing a harmonica
•associating characters/songs/etc. with spongebob screenshots
•this👏emoji👏after👏every👏word
•(any videogame) go, go outside and x
•a picture of something with text, and more pictures after that, in every one of the pictures the picture starts getting waaay worse, but the text gets really detailed
•HANDSY👏CLAPSY👏IS👏A👏NEW👏TROLLSONA👏
•judge: how do you plead?
x: *looks at y*
y: *mouths ‘not guilty’*
x: hot milky
y: jc just lock them up
•hitting the blue button

August:
•arthur screenshot where his hand is a fist
•9-1-1 for kids
•Exeggutor
•harambe
•RANDY YOUR STICKS
•sausage party
•how (character) are you feeling today? *numbers from 1 to ten with silly pictures of the character*
•alola form

September:
•the thing with voltron fandom where there’s train tracks and “death in season 2” and two characters and u have to choose which one to kill
•someone: a basic word
me, an intellectual: that word said with synonyms to make it sound weird
•gonna prank dad when he gets home ((he never gets home))
•[song] but it keeps getting faster

October:
•userboxes
•the presidental debate, i can’t believe that there still are people who want to vote trump after that, yikes
•dedede
•you vs the guy she told you not to worry about
•photofunia retrowave
•picture of someone with those math things
•my longest yeah boy ever
•taking a picture of something that requiers two hands in a bathroom
•posting ur favourite vines

November:
•christmas stuff
•dick: out
•sir, you’ve been in coma
•kermit with a hood on his head
•blurred image that says perfection, after that an image where glasses are being cleaned, and then something u like
•WE ARE NUMBER ONE

December:
•BODE
• *picture of really basic or bad food with text that’s spelled wrong and the phrase “bon appetit” is spelled even more wrong"
•*dropping something, and it spells send nudes*
•x but every time y happens it gets faster
*bee movie but every time they say bee it gets faster
•several spongebob memes
•i described the meme about bad pictures with detailed text in july, it’s wildly popular now
•dramatic youtubers

apparently i missed a few things so, additions:
•steven’s knife
•joe biden
•aux chord
•dabbing
•a lot of spongebob memes, like the blurry mister crabs
•nebby get in the bag
•clowns
•harambe happened earlier than it says on the list
•several stranger things memes
•we die like men

Milk

Her Instinct - Chapter 20

Please take some time to answer the 3 questions if you haven’t already!  Feel free to be anonymous. I love reading your answers and getting to know you all!*****

1. You’re age

2. Why do you like the story/What makes you come back to read a new chapter?

3. What’s your favorite part so far?

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This chapter was inspired by the song “Mad World"by Jasmine Thompson. Feel free to listen as you read!

Chapter 20 - Curiosity Killed the Cat

Even though it had been thirteen days since I saw him, he haunted my mind. Every blink was a flash of his perfect face and every breath a reminder of the horrendous act he committed two weeks ago. It was stupid to follow him that day…The mere thought of him provoked the jarring memory of the blonde’s…ugh, I can’t even think about it. Not now.

Buzz, buzz!

I jumped, startled by the sudden noise. I turned my attention to my phone on the edge of my desk and grabbed it with uncertainty. I scrolled past the missed call and text notifications from Mr. Leto. There were about 31 and counting. My eyes landed on the notification I wanted.

New Message From Allegra Leto:

Kerri, this is my last text to you this time. You’ve been MIA all week, ignored me in class and now you won’t answer any of my texts. What’s wrong?! Look, I don’t care if you call my dad Jared, I just want my best friend back. Please call me! WE HAVE TO TALK.

Shame washed over me as her text reminded me of why she could never know this secret.

I squeezed my eyes shut; shutting the world out and trying to shut my thoughts off. But it was futile, the scene replayed over and over in my mind. They were both out in front of the house, once I arrived, taking a picture of her in front of it. She seemed so relaxed as they entered, a little too relaxed for a business meeting, and walked arm in arm through the door.

I slid out of the car and darted for the bushes lining the driveway. Peering through the window, I found them in an embrace, but something was different about this. I got a better look to see him gripping her so tightly against his body as she lay limp in his arms. It wasn’t until he slowly removed the crimson-coated knife from her side that it dawned on me. She was dead. His face remained calm throughout, almost detached. Like he’d done this before.

There was a rattle of bangs at the door.

“I know you’re in there, Kerri. Please, open the door.” The voice was muffled, but I knew it anywhere. It was him: Mr. Leto.

My heart quickened as excitement and fear trickled about my body, overtaking my bones. If I didn’t answer, he would get suspicious. If I did answer, it’d be my first time staring into the eyes of a killer.

Stick to the sick story, Kerri. You’ve just been sick with a stomach bug.

Anticipation trembled through my veins as I grasped the doorknob. I took a deep breath and opened the door.

Of course, he was breathtaking as always. He cocked his head up at me, “Kerri.” He breathed.

“Hi, Mr. Leto.” I said, evading his eyes.

“You’re alive! How have you been feeling? Can I come in?” Concern laced his voice. There it was, his Best Father of the Year act, right on queue. How pathetic. I was right the whole time, this man was one of the best liars in town.

I nodded slowly and invited him in the living room. “I just came to check up on you,” he said as he turned his head every which way, scoping the house before we entered the living room. “I assume your Mom’s at work and your brother’s at school? ” He asked.

Every one of my instincts screamed at me to lie, but it was always so hard to lie to him.

I nodded.

“Good.” He smiled as he stared into my eyes slyly. He pulled me into his arms.

I stepped away from him. I wanted my skin to crawl. I wanted my body to reject this awful man, but none of that happened. “I can’t, Mr. Leto. I’m sick remember?”

“Oh, right,” he said.

We walked into the living room. He sat down on the couch across from me. I stared down at the white-rimmed border coffee table between us, trying to buy time. My eyes wandered up to meet his and we both paused. A half-smile was written on his face.

The silence was deafening.

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Here’s the fics I read (and like) during May! (it’s a very long fic rec, fair warning)

☾  Blind Date With A Book  , by  thepsychicclam:      Stiles thought the Blind Date With a Book trend was a great way to drum up business for his small bookshop. He definitely thought it was a great idea after the hot guy kept returning and buying more blind dates with books.Derek didn’t know how he kept getting set up on blind dates by his family, or why he kept going on them. The highlight of his night was when the date was over and he could go to the little bookshop in town and buy something to read for the rest of the night. He wanted to read, not date. (30k, M)

☾  Deputy Derek Hale, Alpha  , by  eldeeDeputy Derek Hale has recently become an alpha, and that changes things for him.  Now that he’s back after a leave of absence, he’s hoping to get what he and Stiles had almost-started back on track. The thing is, it seems Stiles is going through some changes of his own and Derek’s not sure how he fits. (12k, E)

☾  Deep Down in His Blood , by wangler  :   “Do you want me to get you wet?” Derek asks, low now, like a growl. (4k, E)

☾  If We Could Match , by  InTheArmsofaThief : As Stiles waits behind the camera during an interview, he thinks he should maybe quit.  Because, in all honesty, despite the charming smile the actor is pulling out for EW, Derek Hale is kind of a jerk. (23k, E)

☾  The Awkward and Sometimes Painful Life of of Genim Hale by BlueRunawayMoon  : Stiles is a writer of gay erotica whose work, according to his Editor (one miss Lydia Martin) has gotten dull and boring. Lydia suggest’s that Stiles try to LIVE a little, gain some new juicy experiences that he can write about and bring the heat up again. Only problem is Stiles is a bit on the dorky side and not good with ‘living a little’. After a whole slew of embarrassing situations brought on by his best(sometimes!) friend Scott, he’s given some wise advice and decides to take a tropical paradise vacation. All’s going good and well, and he’s got a major crush on his super hot tour guide Danny. Yet it seem’s like he can’t stop bumping into Derek, who, as annoying and brooding as he seem’s, also makes it quite clear he WANTS Stiles. As in…wants wants. With the two being brought together almost by fate, Stiles discover’s that Derek is more than he seems….WAY more. (113k, E)

☾  Riding the Lightning, by  VendelinStiles finds himself on the doorstep to his home in Beacon Hills, not remembering how he got here or why he’s barefoot. As it turns out, he was abducted a couple of weeks earlier from a college party and bears the same marks on his body as victims of a serial killer his dad just can’t seem to get a hold of. So there he is, with no memories of what happened, the last couple of weeks like a blank line in his mind and knowing all too well that he’s the best shot they have at catching this guy. As a key witness and in acute, assumed danger, he finds himself under surveillance 24/7 and more often than not, his dad’s best Deputy: Derek Hale, is sitting at his kitchen table. (23k, E)

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@rookbodhi hello! I swear those are dumplings, even the one speared on Jyn’s sole chopstick. I also have no idea how to link your post to this, so I’m going to reblog that in a sec. Extra rambly text under the Keep Reading!

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Bringer of Storms, Destroyer of worlds.

Pairing : Past!JaredxReader, Jensen, Genevieve
Word count : 1,930
Author :Mel
A/N : More parts for @bigdaddymongoose.

Part 3 of ‘My son, Bringer of Storms.’



At work, Jared didn’t let himself get too close to you. He skirted past Jensen’s questions, changing the subject without being obvious as much as he could.

During free time in Vancouver, he spent what he could getting to know River. He’d told you after an afternoon of pizza and movies while you ran errands, that he hoped his other kids grew up to be as wild and carefree as River had. He loved his sense of humor, loved how he smiled through anything, and always looked for the good in a situation. Loved his quick wit that was beyond his years. And you loved that Jared was so taken with his son.

But back home in Texas, it was different. He had assured Gen that there was nothing between you and him, but as far as she knew, your son was just that. Your son. He never mentioned River to her. Never brought it up after the phone call. She had called to talk to Jensen about it, to ease her worries. “They barely talk at work. Sometimes she sits with us to eat, but as far as I know, that’s it.”

“Thanks Jensen.”

He chuckled softly. “I get it. Don’t worry, okay. He loves you more than anything.”

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Revenge

Characters: Dean, Sam, reader, John

Warnings: swearing, arguing, angst

Word count: 4241

Summary: your childhood is taken away from you when three hunters decide to take your father. When you decide it’s time to get your revenge, you learn that maybe not everything is what you believed it was.

A/N: this is for @mamaredd123 birthday writing challenge. I’ve used quotes from the TV show I was given (Revenge) and they are highlighted in bold ((If anyone wants a part 2 to this just let me know because there’s a bit of a cliffhanger ending))

Three years old. That’s all you were.

It was only you and your father because your mother had left you both when you were born. He never explained why she did it but you wanted to forget about her, all that mattered to you was him. He was a single father raising the child of the women he loved that had left him. You thought that any other man would have just left their child at a foster home and took off. That’s why you adored your father so much; he stayed even when it wasn’t the easy option.

It was a normal day, or so you thought. You called out for your father when you heard a noise come from the living room. You were in your room when you heard a cry from downstairs. Although your father had previously had a talk with you about what to do in situations like this, just locking the door and waiting for him to come and get you seemed pointless. You were three years old, but you were brave.

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