y u no say the truth

Game Changer● Superman x Reader x Castiel●

Originally posted by singfromthehair

Originally posted by sparkling-lucifer

Originally posted by impeterperez

Based on this request: Can u do a bruce wayne sister aka reader x castiel and one x superman- @mrsgold-of-storybrooke

 

A/n: I just used Casifer. But Cas is still there ish? Buts let’s just say castiel has bad blood with you and that fuels lucifers fire. I guess you can say this is a crossover.

Synopsis: (y/n) struggles with the ‘death’ of her boyfriend Clarke (superman) and takes on a case, (y/n) see Castiel again but find out something is off about him, (y/n) gets to close to the truth which puts her life in danger

WARNINGS: fluff, fighting, blood, near death experience, FBI things, worried Bruce, Casifer, language, slight swearing.

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You needed to distraction, and this case was the perfect distraction.

“You’re running away” Bruce said, into the phone as passed the welcome To Fort Smith sign.

“No, I’m doing my job, I’m not going to sulk in a corner” you said, stopping at the police station

“But you’ll run yourself to the ground” Bruce grumbled.

“Listen Bruce, just let me do this one case and I promise, these people they need me” you sighed, running your fingers through your hair.

“Can’t they get someone else?” Bruce asked, making you roll your eyes.

“That’s the problem, no one wants to do this case, listen I have to go” you said, hanging up on him.

“You can do this” you breathed, taking your keys out of the intuition.

A sudden knock on the cars wind shield made you jump.

You looked up to see a cop waving at you.

Opening the door, the cop started to speak.

“Sorry, I scared you” he said.

“Its fine” you mumbled, as you locked your car.

“So you ready to solve this case, I mean no one wants to this case,

“Where’s the file?” you asked bluntly, not listening to his babbling.

“Don’t you want to see the house first?” he asked, making you feel patience and annoyed.

“I prefer to read the file first” you said.

“But, everyone that has been on this case, always sees the house”

“Listen deputy Tucker, I’m a federal agent, I do things a little differently so show me the file” you demanded, making him gulp.

“Right, well, um, follow me” he said, as you’s walked into the station.

“Agent Wayne” the Sherriff said, getting up with a file in his hand.

“Sherriff” you said, as he handed you the case file.

“Can I talk to you, about the case, alone” the Sherriff said, as you nodded your head, following him towards his office.

Making his deputy glare at you.

“What about it?” you asked, as he closed the door.

“The last cop that took this on, disappeared, no word from him

“So?” you asked, raising your eyebrow at him, as you sat down on a chair.

“This case it’s just, it’s only been only a week since it’s been open and already four of my cops have died or have gone missing”

“With all due respect Sherriff, I’m a federal agent, I’ve dealt with way worser things then whatever this case holds” you said, holding the case closer to you.

“Right, well just be careful agent Wayne, wouldn’t want to lose an agent” Sherriff sighed.

“Careful is my middle name” you joked, making the Sherriff smile.

”I should let you go, read the file, take a look around” Sherriff said.

“Um, before I leave, I just wanted to say thank you for putting me on this case” you said.

“And thank you for showing up, now go” Sherriff said, smiling as you walked out of his office.

⁓⁓⁓⁓⁓

Deputy Tucker walked into apartment, walking into the bathroom.

He turned on the water, washing his blood stained.

 “You didn’t do what you promised me”                Castiel seethed, throwing Deputy Tucker on the ground.

“How could I, Sherriff wants this case closed” Deputy Tucker grumbled.

“Does it look like I care what your Sherriff wants” Castiel sneered

“I can make her go insane, she not far from it” Deputy Tucker said smugly, as he got up.

“Or you could just lure her to abandoned house and I’ll take care of her” Castiel said.

“No, she’s an agent, she will figure it out” Deputy Tucker said.

“And you’re a demon, don’t mess this up or I’ll kill you” Castiel grunted, as he disappeared.

⁓⁓⁓⁓⁓

Your breathing quickened, your face sweating, your fingers trembled against the table. The sheet of papers that were scattered across the round table.

You seemed to be having a lot of nightmares lately, most of them involved Clark.

 “Clark” you whimpered, as you shot up, a piece of paper stuck to your cheek.

The buzzing of your phone made you groan, as you lazily moved papers to find it.

“Hello” you answered, holding it to your ear.

 “(y/n), I’ve been calling you all night” Bruce said, worriedly, his voice making you groan.

“Not so loud” you whined.

“Are you hungover?” Bruce asked, making you yawn.

“No, I just woke up” you yawned.

“(y/n), I really don’t think you should do this case. Just come home” Bruce said, making you sigh.

“You can’t protect me forever Bruce, I’ll come back home after I finish this case”

“But what if you don’t, what if you die? I can’t lose you” Bruce yelled.

“I won’t die Bruce, listen I have to go” you mumbled.

“Don’t you dare hung up on me (Y/N)” Bruce yelled, as you hanged up on him.

You let out a sigh, as you ran your finger through your hair, walking towards the bathroom.

⁓⁓⁓⁓⁓

“Thanks” you said, as the barista handed you your coffee.

“Have a nice day” she said, as you smiled at her.

You weren’t really watching were you were going, to hooked into your phone.

Which is why you bumped into someone, making them grunt.

“Sorry” you apologised, as spilt coffee all over the stranger’s clothes.

“Castiel?” you asked, as he smirked at you.

“Never thought I’d see you, how are you? I haven’t seen you since, uh, that day” you awkwardly said.

“The day you decided to leave me for some other guy, how’s that going?” he asked, glaring at you.

“Well, I didn’t really leave you for another guy it was work”

“But you did cheat on me with him” Castiel growled.

“You like to wreck things don’t you, that’s just who you are” Castiel yelled. Making you gulp.

“I have to go, see you soon, maybe, send me the bill for your dry cleaning” you said, walking away from him.

“Sooner than you think” Castiel said, little did you know it wasn’t Castiel.

⁓⁓⁓⁓⁓

“This doesn’t make sense” you groaned, as closed the file.

“Psst” you heard a male voice face, making you look up.

“There’s something I want to show you, follow me” Deputy Tucker said.

You gave him a weary look, which made him come into the room.

“No offensive, Deputy Tucker, but I find it hard to trust you, in fact this case is just too sketchy” you said, still sitting down.

“I get that, but there’s something they aren’t telling you” Deputy Tucker said.

“Fine” you grumbled, getting out of your seat and following him.

~~~~

“Why are we at a run downed house?” you asked, as you’s walked into the house, raising your gun in front of you.

“For me to do this” He growled, his eyes going black.

“Demon” you mumbled, pulling out your gun, as you shot a bullet into him.

He let an agonising scream, his hand going to his stomach.

“Has a bit of iron in it,” you growled, aiming the gun to his head.

“Bitch” he yelled.

“The feelings mutual asshole” you shouted.

“Now, now, don’t fight” Castiel smirked, as he plunged a blade into Deputy Tucker.

“Never liked him” Castiel said, turning towards you.

As you pointed the gun at him.

“Oh sweetheart put that gun down” Castiel said, flicking his hand to the side, sending your gun out of your grip and onto the floor.

“Look at you, weakless” Castiel said, standing face to face with you, grabbing onto your shoulders and pushing you against the ground.

“You know I don’t know what Castiel saw in you” he said, making you give him a confused look, as you crawled backwards, until you hit the first step.

You quickly kneed him in the balls getting up quickly and running up the stairs.

“Not very smart for an agent, running up the stairs” he said, chuckling as you tripped on a lose floor board.

“What did you do with Castiel?” you asked, walking backwards.

“That’s none of your business sweetheart” Castiel yelled, walking closer to you.

 “Go to hell” you spat out, as your back pressed against the dusty glass window.

“Been there done that” Castiel laughed, as the floor board creaked.

“Then go again” you grunted, as he walked closer towards you.

Castiel smiled as he picked you up by your neck, pressing your back hard against the window until it gave way.

You let out a whimper as he held you, dangling you from the side.

“Why don’t you” he growled, letting go of you, making you scream.

You closed your eyes as you hit something hard, you opened your eyes to see superman’s arms around you.

“Clark” you whispered, as he looked at you.

Landing on top of a building, you let out a whimper as your feet touched the ground.

“Are you hurt?” Clark asked, his hands cupping your face.

“You’re here, you saved me” you said, in a daze, making him smile.

Clark kept one hand on your cheek as the other one rested on your neck as he leaned his head down, his lips connecting with yours giving you a passionate kiss…

☄Wildfire.

🔅Daryl x reader who r falling in love, they sleep together and later shes pregnant. Shes scared 2 tell Him cause his emotionally unstable @ afraid 2 love. She tells him & He blows up @says the babys not his & accuses her of sleeping w everyone @ prison he feels like shit but he’s stubborn. Shes crushed. She won’t tell the rest who the dad is. Time passes & he watches her he feels bad & sad. the time comes, maybe Hershel delivers baby & gets the truth & exposes him. Happy ending. Change if u want!🔅

I hope you like it!💕


She opened her eyes as the sunlight slid through the bars of the cell’s door, she noticed her arm was laying on Daryl’s bare stomach. (Y/N) held him tighter and pressed her face closer to his chest.

-Mornin’. —he said in raspy voice, she tilted her head to face him and saw his blue eyes slightly open behind dark locks of hair.

-Good morning. —she chuckled and shut her eyes again.

It had been a few weeks since Daryl started to visit her cell at night. It started like casual meetings with little talks about the simple daily events, but a thing led to another and they ended up sleeping together a few times. (Y/N) loved how he was strong and harsh all the time, but when he crossed the door to her cell, he was tender and even a little clumsy with her.

-What are you gonna do today? —she asked when he pushed himself out of the bed.

-Supply run with Michonne. —he answered as he picked up his pants from the floor. (Y/N) nodded and laid back on the bed. He left silently, careful to not draw attention.

They were together and they were happy, but it wasn’t easy to just tell everyone about their little affair, especially when Daryl didn’t like to open up to everyone.

The day went on, (Y/N) went to get some breakfast but before she could even eat something, she ran towards the bathroom with a feeling of nausea growing in her throat. She leaned on the sink and expelled everything she had in her stomach. After that, her knees were feeling weak and her vision was blurry, so she pressed a hand against the wall and tried to walk back to her cell.

All color was drained from her face and a stinging pain took over her belly, there was only one thought racing through her mind for Daryl and her had been sleeping together for a few weeks now and no protection had been involved.

(Y/N) arrived to the cellblock and sat on one of the tables. Rick immediately noticed her pale face and frowned at her painful grimaces.

-Are you alright? —he asked with concern in his voice.

-Yeah, yeah. —she quickly answered, trying to avoid any further questions.

-You sure? You might have that fever. —Rick tried to put his hand on her forehead to take her temperature but she smacked it.

-I’m sure I don’t have that. —she tried to smile but it turned out to be another strange grimace.

Before Daryl left in that run, she decided to go to him and tell him about her symptoms, because after all, if she was indeed pregnant, he was the father and he needed to know.

-Hey, Daryl! —she yelled before she got to him. He was preparing his motorcycle and Michonne was a few feet away, packing her weapons in the car. Breathlessly, she arrived to him. —Wait.

-What is it? —he asked. Before she could answer, the stabbing pain came back. (Y/N) moaned and took a hand to her stomach. He put his frown away and rushed to hold her. One of his hands grabbed her shoulder and the other was placed over her hand at her belly. —You okay?

-I guess. —she sighed. —Listen, I… I think that I might be… pregnant.

The last word was barely a whisper, so he frowned and took a step closer to her.

-Might be what? —he asked hoarsely.

-Pregnant. —she said again, a little louder this time. A faint smirk was spread across his lips.

-Pregnant? —his voice hid a dash of fear and anger.

-Yeah, I think so. —she said as her gaze dropped to the ground.

-Why’re ya tellin’ me this? —Daryl grunted and she puckered her brows.

-Well, because we have been-

-You sure I’m the only one? —the words slipped out of his lips in a violent tone.

-Excuse me? —her voice came out louder than she had expected and she raised both her eyebrows. —You’re saying I’m sleeping with someone else?

-How should I know? —he raised one of his arms in the air, pointing at her. —You could be sleeping with everyone else.

-What? —she yelled at him. He snorted and took his eyes off of her.

-Listen, I got places to be. —he turned away and climbed on his bike. (Y/N) stood there in shock and watched him leave. Had he just called her what she thought he had just called her? She shook her head and walked back to her cell.

Daryl drove his bike for a while until Michonne honked behind him and told him to stop at the local store they had just found. He climbed off of his vehicle and smashed a fist on the seat.

-What’s wrong with you? —she asked.

-Nothin’, let’s see what’s inside. —he answered with an angry look and turned to walk to the store.

Daryl was angry, angry at himself for saying those cruel things to (Y/N). He didn’t believe them, he had never thought of those things, not even while he was spitting them out on her face. Daryl knew she was the kindest and sweetest person he had ever met, and he knew that those words had pierced through her like a knife to the back. He scratched his head and punched the thin wall beside him, leaving a large hole where his fist had met the wall.

-Okay, there is definitely something wrong with you. —Michonne crossed her arms over her chest and leaned her weight on her right leg as she stared at him.

-Told ya, it’s nothin’. —he grunted and kept walking around the store.

That night, Daryl didn’t show up at her cell’s door, he didn’t even flash his blue eyes at her when he got back to the prison. Her sobs drowned under her tears, her trembling hands wandered aimlessly through the cold sheets beside her. Daryl’s words played in an infinite loop inside her mind, she wasn’t sure if he had meant them but they had burned into her heart like wildfire.

With time, Daryl saw that her belly was growing and the questions started to appear. Everyone wanted to know many things about her pregnancy, but her lips remained sealed. Sometimes he wondered if she even wanted him to be around for the baby, maybe that was why she hadn’t told anyone who the father was.

He regretted being cruel to her, he regretted not being there for her even when the baby’s birth was so close, he regretted isolating himself from her smiled and caresses for nine cold, lonely months. (Y/N)’s stare dropped to the ground every time he was around and he knew, he realized how stubborn he had been when she had only wanted to talk to him.

A loud scream woke everyone in the cellblock. (Y/N)’s water broke and she started to have contractions. Hershel knew that moment would come soon, so he quickly got on his feet and grabbed the equipment his daughter had settled a few days before.

-(Y/N), I need you to breathe. —Carol had arrived to her before the elder man, so she tried to help. —Can you do that, sweetie? Breathe, just breathe.

(Y/N) took deep breaths and exhaled them quickly, her face was drenched in sweat and the veins in her temple were popping under her skin.

Hershel placed a cold pack on her forehead and parted her legs. Her head slammed back on the pillow and she held Carol’s hand tightly, for a moment she wished Daryl’s hand was there to hold her and his voice to calm her down.

The hours passed as she pushed as hard as Hershel asked her to, and finally, the baby emerged from her.

-It’s a boy. —Carol whispered with a kind smile.

-He’s seems healthy. —Hershel said as he held the baby in his arms. (Y/N) sighed in relief and opened her arms as Hershel placed the baby on her chest. He was crying but somehow that seemed like a sweet sound for the three people in the cell and the rest of the group waiting outside.

(Y/N) kissed her son’s head and inhaled the sweet scent of his skin.

-Do you want me to take him so you can have some sleep? —Carol asked. (Y/N) shook her head and caressed her son’s cheek. —Okay, then I’ll leave you two alone.

Hershel and Carol left the cell. She stared at his little eyes and noticed the light blue that shone inside of them, no wonder he was Daryl’s.

-What’s his name? —Daryl asked at the doorway.

-I haven’t picked one yet. —she answered without taking her eyes off of the baby. For a moment, all they could hear was the baby’s breathing before Daryl spoke again.

-Sorry. —he grunted.

-Why? -You know why. —Daryl answered.

-No, I don’t. —she said with a soft voice. (Y/N) did know what he was talking about, but she wanted to hear the words from his lips. He sighed and lowered his face to look at his hands.

-Sorry for being an asshole. —he elaborated hoarsely. A faint smile crossed her lips.

-That’s okay. —(Y/N) focused her stare on him. —But, just for the record, he is yours.

Daryl snorted and smirked.

-I know.

-Do you want to hold him? —she asked. His smile faded as he stared at the child. He wasn’t ready to make such a compromise, he wasn’t ready to take that much responsibility, he was certainly not ready to be a father.

-Uh. —he grunted again.

-Daryl? —she frowned at his sudden mood swing. He shook his head.

-Sorry. —he mumbled and stepped out of the cell. (Y/N) frowned and sighed as he left.

Dusk finally came and Daryl was still out of the prison, sitting on the dirt and ripping the grass out of the ground.

(Y/N) managed to walk outside, she stood behind Daryl and stared down at him for a few seconds, trying to understand what was going through his head.

-What happened? —she asked with a tender voice. He kept pulling the grass strands out of the dirt.

-Nothin’. —he responded as usual.

-Daryl. —she sighed. —Don’t pull that with me.

He didn’t reply.

-I know it’s hard. —(Y/N) said as she sat next to him. —Believe me, I know it’s hard. I’m not ready for this either, but we have to try, Daryl.

Daryl turned his face to the side and looked at her.

-You sure you want this? —he asked.

-Want what?

-To be you and me and the baby. —he elaborated. When he pronounced those words, she realized that she did want that, she wanted a family. She wanted Daryl to be there for the baby.

-Yes. —she nodded with a smile. —I’m sure. I want to be with you, I want us to be a family.

He turned his face back to the ground. The last rays of sunlight shone upon his face and they showed the smile that was spreading across his features.

-Me too. —he whispered.

Salty?!

They call Erwin fans salty! I dont get how saying the truth and expecting some respect for the COMMANDER is being salty and i sure as hell dk why Being sad over losing someone u love so much is being salty ?! What do you call those idiots who ignore how disgusting , disrespectful , ungrateful and selfish their FAVE chracters are and even DEFEND them and just go out telling us to CHILL bc they are just happy it turned out the way they wanted!!?? Its just so unfair ,it just hurts so much Erwin deserved so much more , THE LEAST y'all could do is to give him and his fans the respect they deserve…

Snape haters be like:

OMG I CANT UNDERSTAND Y HARRY NAMED HIS SON AFTER THAT DUNGEON GREASY BAT. HE DIDNT EVEN LOVE LILY, HE WANTED TO FUCK HER, HE WAS A PERVERT! THATS THE TRUTH.CMON DONT U SEE IT? OMG U CANT EVEN READ.

People who read the books be like:

Can you tell us exactly when he said something like that, or at least one part in which he showed his perverse sexual desires?

Snape haters be like:

WE DONT EVEN CARE WHAT U SAY U SNAPE APOLOGISTS !! IF WE  WANNA HATE A CHARACTER WE WILL OK? DONT TELL US WHAT TO DO.

Snape fans be like:

It’s okay if you want to hate but try at least to give some canon proofs and not just your accusations, you know..

Snape haters be like:

PROOFS? DO WE RLY NEED PROOFS? HE WAS AN ABUSER, A MANIPULATIVE PERSON AND HE WAS NEVILLE’S BOGGART!!! GET IT? NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM’S FUCKING BOGGART! HE WAS EVEN MORE EVIL THAN VOLDY AND FAR MORE DISGUSTING THAN PETTIGREW! Y DID HARRY NAME HIS SON AFTER HIM??? THAT BOY KNOWS NOTHING!!!!!!!1!!!! Y DIDNT HE NAME HIM AFTER HEDWIG???? HEDWIG MEANT SOMETHING FOR HARRY AND EVEN DIED TRYING TO SAVE HIM. ALBUS HEDWIG POTTER, FAR MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN ALBUS SEVERUS. HOW CAN U DENY THAT UH? ‘N WHAT ABOUT THE SNITCH? YEAH THE SNITCH WOULD HAVE SUITED HIM BETTER. ALBUS SNITCH POTTER!!! HE SHOULD HAVE CHOSEN IT INSTEAD OF SEVERUS (OMG HIS NAME IS AS DISGUSTING AS THE CHARACTER LMAO). IT MAKES SENSE IF U THINK ABOUT IT: THE VERY FIRST SNITCH HE CAUGHT WAS VERY IMPORTANT FOR HARRY. IT REMINDED HIM OF HIS EXTRAORDINARY QUIDDITCH SKILLS, AND U ALL KNOW HE WAS AS GOOD AT IT AS HIS LOVELY FATHER, JAMES. SEE HARRY? U RUINED EVERYTHING. U IDIOT! WE SWEAR WE’LL CHANGE THE NAME IN THE HP & THE DEATHLY HALLOWS: IT’LL BE ALBUS SNITCH POTTER. WE’RE DOING IT 4 U JAMES,  DARLING, YOUR SON KNOWS NOTHING, HE DOESNT DESERVE A FATHER LIKE U! THATS IT, WE SAID IT. TRUST US, LOVE, IF HE HAD TRULY BEEN YOUR SON HE WOULD HAVE CHOSEN ‘’SNITCH’’ AND NOT SEVERUS. OH JAMES U R SO BRAVE, SEXY AND MUCH MORE MATURE THAN THE GREASY BAT, WHO THE FUCK CARES IF HE SAVED THAT UNGRATEFUL SON OF YOURS RIGHT? U R SO MUCH BETTER THAN SNAPE, FOR GODRIC’S SAKE, U PLAYED QUIDDITCH AND HE DIDNT!!


The rest of the world:

Originally posted by elittlejoia

Trolleando a un Caguai Vocatard FAIL. feat corpse-whisperer
  • Yo: Hola
  • Javi (Corpse-whisperer): :U
  • Yo: \o/ Es tiempo de una fiesta
  • Javi: me asusté con el chat, hola :U yay!/o/
  • Yo: Tenemos un invitado \o
  • Cosa Mentirosa: ...
  • Yo: Mira, es caguai \o Hola Len
  • Cosa: se dice kawaii ¬¬ tarado
  • Yo: CON QUE CARA APRENDE ESPAÑOL PRIMERO XD
  • Javi: Todos se equivocan oh~
  • Yo: CAGUAI DEZO NIA AWEONAO MITOMANO
  • Cosa: se hablar español , pero me gusta el japo
  • Yo: Claro, se nota
  • Javi: Es que, hay gente que cuando mezcla el español con el japones, son caguais dezú :U (mal escrito a proposito, ya?)
  • Cosa: he? oke
  • Javi: y son malvist@s
  • Yo: Bueno, somos neonazis anticaguais (; Considerate trolleado de por vida, ya verás
  • Javi: es molesto la verdad :U
  • Cosa: emmm no
  • Yo: \o
  • Javi: Para el que lo dice no :U pero para los que leen si
  • porque no se puede leer bien entonces derp DERP
  • Yo: de verdad gente como tu nos deja super mal parados a los que realmente tenemos un amor por vocaloid con sus comentarios weones y su falta de neuronas
  • Cosa: es facil si me trolleas te blokeo y listu
  • Javi: Si poh, no tienes que dejar en mal a la comunidad vocalala
  • Yo: \o Eso, saludos a tus 3247897236823763287462783698723698234982374623987692378 seguidores xD
  • Te amamos /o/
  • Cosa: sabes el pk no te dije mi nombre en twiiter , hay algo en ty k me cae mal
  • x eso gomenasai
  • Javi: Se escribe "Ti" o u o
  • Cosa: yo escribu como keru ya!!!
  • Yo: Ya loco, igual filo e__e igual asumo que es entretenido ver estereotipos
  • Cosa: jumm
  • Yo: \o calma señor yandere xD no te lo tomes a mal, pero considerate el chivo expiratorio
  • Cosa: no entendi eso...
  • Yo: No te preocupes peace, ¿Cuantos años tienes?
  • Cosa: adivina jejeje
  • Yo: 12
  • Javi: 10?
  • Cosa: mas de 12 sigue adivinando
  • Yo: Dios xD ya en serio
  • Javi: 12 y medio :U
  • Yo: 13 es mi última apuesta
  • Cosa: y pensar q tengo mas edad q ustedes ahhhh *-se pone aleer-*
  • Yo: ¿Lees harto? No se nota xD
  • Cosa: stan en la escuela o estudian en la U??
  • Javi: Este año salgo del colegio.
  • Yo: Yo voy en tercero e_e
  • Cosa: yo primer año de la universidad, estudio ingeniería en informática
  • Yo: \o excelente
  • Javi: Yo creo que para eso necesitarás mejor ortografía, consejo.
  • Yo: PSU Lenguaje 20% ! (;
  • Cosa: si excellente k antes amaba el ingles y ahora lo odio, ¬¬ todos los libros en ingles t.t
  • Yo: es buena esa carrera xD harto cálculo ¿en que U?
  • Cosa: cambiando de tema, porque me agregarun para conversar? osea debe ser por algo?
  • o no?
  • Yo: Ocio (?) (En realidad, para trollearte pero no lo sabes, lol)
  • Javi: Nose, este perno me agregó :U
  • Yo: mentira, no soy perno :'c
  • Javi: Eres porno :U
  • Cosa: tornillo?? lol
  • Javi: perno*
  • Yo: Soy porno *-*
  • Cosa: hentai ¬¬
  • Javi: . . . porno. ¿Y que hacen?
  • Cosa: aprediendo a usar vocaloid 3 ^^
  • Javi: Vocaloid 3 todavia no sale a la venta
  • Yo: \O That's right
  • Javi: Apenas hay videos, asi que es imposible, ._.
  • Cosa: sipi si se pero no he dicho k tengo el completo y menos que trabajo para cierta
  • empresa creo k ni saben muxo de mi aun
  • en fin mejor nu hablar del tema si no me retaran dps los programadores
  • Yo: Felicidades, te has ganado el premio
  • Cosa: kuek
  • Javi: No, eso es mentir, si estás en la universidad estudiando, no tendrias tiempo para trabajar en Vocaloid 3, y ademas, como se enterarían por una conersación caguai dezú en facebook?._.
  • Yo: Y en primer año? xD con cuea sabrás javascript xD
  • Javi: Si poh.
  • Cosa: x eso no saben, me esperan un poko zeus aun da problemas
  • Yo: Y a cronos loco mandale saludos el viejo es tela
  • Cosa: ya listu
  • Javi: Es una lástima ver que gente se haga pasar por cosas que no son :U
  • Cosa: no me importa si me crees o no, por mientras mis mas cercanos amigos epan k si
  • es verdad x saben y han visto eso me vasta lo demas lo dejo a tu criterio
  • Javi: Un ingeniero sabe usar un diccionario
  • Cosa: pero gastar time con ustedes es escribir todo aburre si no sabias
  • Yo: Loco, para de mentir xD
  • Javi: e . e Mentir es malo
  • Cosa: nu miento x eso solo les digo k piensen lo k gusten
  • Javi: No pensamos lo que nos gusta, pensamos en la realidad.
  • Cosa: buenu piensa lo que quierasm si vas a seguir ya no te pescare , okis , nu gasto mi tiempo en ustedes
  • Yo: Vayase por la sombrita o/,Le mando una gift card en libros
  • Javi: Diccionarios, mayoritariamente
  • Cosa: x cierto <5486x001> son codigos lindos se invade un codigo alfa maestro , bueni tau
  • Javi: Lo acabas de googlear :U
  • Yo: Bonita dirección binaria (; digo, hexadecimal xD \o/ Y asi con la vida tuya. ¿Existes o eres un bot? Por que si existes, pucha que lata por ti
  • Javi: Pucha, si vas a estar mintiendo y hacerte pasar por otra persona que no eres, sabiendo que eres como el gordo friki pero de 12 años que con suerte toma un diccionario y es un maldito vocatard fleto, mejor comprate una vida oh
  • Cosa: a shi x cierto lindpa ip y direccion tau, avise a todo el proyecto