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" y'want me t' teach you hypnotism? "  arms crossed over his chest as he regarded lula skeptically, jack arched an eyebrow.  talk about the blind leading the blind --- sure he was decent, the fact that he'd successfully manipulated chase mckinney notwithstanding, but he wasn't that good, not really.  " y'sure you don't want merritt? "  he was the cardinal of clairvoyance, after all.  " i mean, it's not that i'd mind teaching you, it's jus' that..." 

shaking his head as if to clear it, he wondered distantly if she was up to something   ---  which was probably a dumb thought  ---  lula was always up to something.  nothing malicious, he knew, but still.   " why d'you wanna learn it?  thought  ' geek magic '  was your thing. "

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mood:  jack when meeting mabry.

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Cinema Sins starters

“I’ll tell you everything wrong with ___ in less than ___ minutes.” “The first problem is that you exist,” “This scene does not include a lap dance and I’m disappointed.” “Stealing by accident is still stealing.” “You’re enunciating through your nose.” “Apparently saying 'I don’t know’ in a lecture about the pyramids is a huge no-no.” “Oh. Awesome. Could you be a little more vague?” “I have never heard anyone use that pronunciation in my life.” “Only dopey nerds have allergies.” “You know you’re a workaholic when getting called back to work is the only thing that can snap you out of your deep depression caused by your son accidentally killing himself.” “The hell? Do you even coffee?” “You brought in  an expert to help you decipher the code but you didn’t show him everything? The fuck kind of logic are you following?” “He’s drawing on the screen with a permanent marker!” “And so he owned it. But he was stupid, so he put it in storage.” “First of all, that was morbid.” “You look beautiful and all, but maybe now’s not the right time to be posing or photos.” “You’re not even offering anything? Just an open hand of gentrification?” “Yes, the questions was lame, but you didn’t have to be such a dick-tard about it.” “I’m killing, smoking, and having everyone else do the work. You really have to appreciate my growth into a beautiful person.” “That guy may have a big dick, but he also IS a big dick. Dick.” “That’s like recycling all the onscreen actions of Two Girls, One Cup.” “That’s the ‘I’m totally in love with them but have no chance’ face.” “BDSM isn’t open during business hours.” “I know you’re comically inept so I’ll let this one go.” “Bonding by way of vandalism. Hmm- Bondalism?” “That’s the fancy way of saying you killed him.” “Sure, the one thing…. the ONE THING you had to do in the middle of a kidnapping plot is to fire a flare up in the goddamn air.” “Your friend is the valedictorian of this school? How badly did everyone else fuck up for them to become the valedictorian?” “To be fair, those birds shouldn’t be chirping. They should be eating that person I killed.” “Not even the wind or that Bronco could undo the mid-life crisis look in your hair.” “Nothing good happens when it involves gloves and a Bronco.” “You’re perfect, in a perfect home and likely have a perfect florist, so why  not buy the real thing instead of a painting?” “She was taking that dog to wherever as an accessory, which makes her an awful person and thus rightly tortured for the rest of her life.” “You even walk like a thoroughbred horse at the Kentucky Derby.” “Bow down, bitches.” “Have you see the shit down here? We don’t need no parental advisory.” “Please tell me she didn’t flood the city again just to make this video.” “Ooooh, it’s a metaphor.” “These are some stupid rules.” “I would hope the things you eat didn’t complain, because they should be already dead.”

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if possible, jack wanted to curl away and hide even more than he had before when dylan looked down ; he hadn't learned nothing under merritt, after all.  he hated this, hated how his body seemed most entirely out of his control, flinching away at the slightest of movements that could even possibly indicate a blow to come, jolting at the sound of a door closing somewhere else in the building, hated that his terror was hurting the man who'd saved him. 

any thought he had about turning away vanished a moment later though, when, through the pounding of his head, dylan's words sank in.  tentatively letting some of his weight rest against the headboard and holding back a curse when his weight settled on broken skin before readjusting, he regarded dylan, taking in the frustration in the line of his jaw and guilt in his eyes.  " no i don't. "  he argued simply, eyes tired but daring dylan to try and argue with him.  there wasn't an ounce of him that didn't firmly believe the other had done everything within his power to find him.  of course he'd done everything possible, he was dylan.  if there was one thing in the world that jack knew without a shadow of a doubt, it was how much dylan shrike cared. 

he nodded slowly at the location of the horsemen, the tension bleeding quickly from his frame with the confirmation that they were alive and safe.  if he tried, he thought he could picture merritt and lula bickering over bandage brands in a drug store aisle and danny snapping impatiently at someone on the phone.  still, it didn't help the shiver that raced up his spine as he thought of them being in the room.  "no ! "  the answer came out faster and more vehement than he really meant for it too, and he flicked his eyes down in what he hoped dylan would read as embarrassment. 

there was, of course, the glaring fact that merritt would see though his lies immediately and would have no qualms about telling dylan so.  the chances of him constructing a ruse good enough to fool mckinney were slim to none anyway, and practically nonexistent in this state; exhausted and hurting ------ which brought up another issue.  he didn't want them to see him like this ; bloodied and bruised and broken.  he didn't want to see pity or apprehension in his family's eyes.  jack could handle a lot of things, but he wasn't sure that was one of them.  maybe it was prideful, but he didn’t want them to see him as weak.  " a- at least not yet. "

          there was no denying the flinch brought guilt to his heart. of course, he knew what was happening — jack wasn’t the first kidnapping victim  ( the words didn’t want to fit together in one thought, but that is what he was at the moment )  dylan had seen, not even the first he had dealt the aftermath with. it was never easy, it wasn’t supposed to be, but there was a methodical approach to it: a guide book to follow to keeping a professional distance in order to do most good for the other. trying to follow that book, to remember how a person just gone through immense trauma would act towards anyone was hard now that he knew the victim. the person in need of help wasn’t just a case, wasn’t just a witness, wasn’t just a victim —- it was jack.

           and jack had just been afraid of his touch.

           he pulled his hand away, eyes casting downwards  ( if he was lucky, it’d just look like he was in thought ). at any other moment, jack’s words could have been comforting —- now, they just felt undeserved.  “ you think too highly of me, ”  dylan said, tone exactly the same as if he was telling the weather outside or the time, instantly continuing before a moment of silence could put weight to his words, eyes finally coming up to meet jack’s: he could finally say something comforting that was something else than a lie with good intentions.  “ they’re all fine. merritt and lula are getting something to patch you up with, daniel is looking for a safe place to contact the eye from to tell that we’ve found you. they’ll be back soon. ”  a few unanswered questions still weighed on his mind, but dylan pushed them down —- jack doesn’t know. i’ll find out some other way.

          “ do you want them all here? ”  it would probably do jack good to rest, but he could hardly blame him for wanting the see the others —- or the others for wanting to see jack.

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cute shippy starters

Adapted from this post. 

“Come over here and make me.”

“Have you lost your damn mind!?”

“Please, don’t leave.”

“Do you…well…I mean…I could give you a massage?”

“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

“I almost lost you.”

“Wanna bet?”

“Don’t you ever do that again!”

“Teach me how to play?”

“Don’t you dare throw that snowba—goddammit!”

“I think we need to talk.”

“Kiss me.”

“Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.”

“So, I found this waterfall…”

“It could be worse.”

“Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”

“This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.”

“The paint’s supposed to go where?”

“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”

“We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?”

“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

“Just once.”

“You’re the only one I trust to do this.”

“I can’t believe you talked me into this.”

“I got you a present.”

“I’m pregnant.”

“Marry me?”

“I thought you were dead.”

“It’s not what it looks like…”

“You lied to me.”

“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

“Please don’t do this.”

“If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed.”

“You heard me. Take. It. Off.”

“I wish I could hate you.”

“Wanna dance?”

“You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”

“Hey! I was gonna eat that!”

“Have I entered an alternate universe or did you really just crack a smile for me?”

“You did all of this for me?”

“I swear it was an accident.”

“YOU DID WHAT?!”

“If you die, I’m gonna kill you.”

“Tell me a secret.”

“Hey, have you seen the..? Oh.”

“No one needs to know.”

“Boo.”

“Well this is awkward…”

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Jack was hardly one to complain when Danny reclaimed his hand, though he was considerably more gentle with it than he’d been before, letting the other mess with his fingers without argument. When his hand dropped just a few seconds later though, his heart followed with it and he looked down. He knew Danny was drunk, but that didn’t mean the sarcasm didn’t sting.  “ That’s not fair Danny. ”  he bit out, lifting his eyes from where they’d locked on the floor to look at him.  “ Chances are you won’t even remember this tomorrow morning, but I will, okay? I’ll remember and it’ll just make it harder to not--- ”  He cut himself off and looked away before adding quietly,  “ I can’t go back to pretending I don’t care. when you get close. ”

The moment Jack let go of his hand, Danny already missed the feel of its warmth and its hold. He instantly without thinking much reached out to take hold of the younger male’s hand again and toy with his fingers. “It’s fine Jack really….” he utters when Jack apologizes. He sighs again though when Jack continues to talk and he looks down and shakes his head a bit. “Foolish me, clearly I don’t mean anything I say ever,” he mumbles and he drops Jack’s hand after a moment, figuring it was pointless to try any more. He moves to get up and sways a bit when doing so but catches his balance and shoves his hands into the pockets of his hoody, standing there for a long moment, debating on whether to go to his room and lie down or continue to stand here and take more of Jack telling him how he must not mean a word he was saying.

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“fight club” (1999) sentence starters

Send me one to see how my muse reacts.

Trigger warnings: violence, murder, depression

“The first rule of ______ is: you do not talk about _____. The second rule of ____ is: you do not talk about _____.”

“Hit me before I lose my nerve.”

“Fuck what you know. You need to forget about what you know, that’s your problem. Forget about what you think you know about life, about friendship, and especially about you and me.”

“When you have insomnia, you’re never really asleep… and you’re never really awake.”

“Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need.”

“I found freedom.”

“You can swallow a pint of blood before you get sick.”

“I’d fight Gandhi.”

“If you don’t claim your humanity, you will become a statistic.”

“People are always asking me if I know [name].”

“Never been in a fight. You?”

“I don’t even have to come into the office, I can do this job from home.”

“We’re a generation of men raised by women. I’m wondering if another woman is really the answer we need.”

“You wanna see pain? Swing by First Methodist Tuesday nights. See the guys with testicular cancer. That’s pain.”

“My dad never went to college, so it was real important that I go.”

“Ah, flashback humor.”

“I didn’t create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility!”

“Hitting bottom isn’t a weekend retreat. It’s not a goddamn seminar. Stop trying to control everything and just let go!”

“All right, if the applicant is young, tell him he’s too young. Old, too old. Fat, too fat. If the applicant then waits for three days without food, shelter, or encouragement he may then enter and begin his training.”

“With a gun barrel between your teeth, you speak only in vowels.”

“Look, the people you are after are the people you depend on. We cook your meals, we haul your trash, we connect your calls, we drive your ambulances. We guard you while you sleep. Do not fuck with us.”

“I don’t wanna die without any scars.”

“Listen up, maggots!”

“Fuck Martha Stewart.”

“For a second I totally forgot about [name]’s whole controlled demolition thing and I wondered how clean that gun is.”

“I know everything you do, so if you know I know.”

“You met me at a very strange time in my life.”

“I’ll bring us through this. As always. I’ll carry you - kicking and screaming - and in the end you’ll thank me.”

“It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.”

“The things you own end up owning you.”

“This is your life, and it’s ending. One minute at a time.”

“[Name], I’m grateful to you; for everything that you’ve done for me. But this is too much. I don’t want this.”

“More than one side? You’re Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Jackass!”

“Motherfucker! You hit me in the ear!”

“All the ways you wish you could be, that’s me. I look like you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not.”

“You’re not your job. You’re not how much money you have in the bank. You’re not the car you drive. You’re not the contents of your wallet. You’re not your fucking khakis. You’re the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.”

“What would you wish you’d done before you died?”

“Our fathers were our models for God. If our fathers bailed, what does that tell you about God?”

“…We’re the same person.”

“Is that your blood?”

“I can’t believe he’s still standing.”

“He was a decent man, and we’re not gonna bury him in the fucking garden!”

“Three minutes. This is it - ground zero. Would you like to say a few words to mark the occasion?”

“I know this because [name] knows this.”

“You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you. He never wanted you. In all probability, He hates you. This is not the worst thing that can happen.”

“Self-improvement is masturbation. Now, self-destruction…”

“If you wake up at a different time in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Okay,  you are now firing a gun at your imaginary friend near 400 GALLONS OF NITROGLYCERINE!”

“It’s cheaper than a movie, and there’s free coffee.”

“Is that what a real man is supposed to look like?”

“Lord knows what they charged.”

“I look around, I look around, I see a lot of new faces.”

“Listen to me, I’m giving you a direct order. We’re aborting this mission right now.”

“With insomnia, nothing’s real. Everything’s far away. Everything’s a copy of a copy of a copy.”

“You’re going to call off your rigorous investigation. You’re going to publicly state that there is no underground group.”

“Why would anyone want this shit job?”

“We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won’t. And we’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed off.”

“On a long enough timeline, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.”

“These guys are going to take your balls. They’re going to send one to the New York Times, one to the LA Times, press-release style.”

“[Name], what the fuck is going on here?”

“It’s called a changeover. The movie goes on, and nobody in the audience has any idea.”

“I want you to hit me as hard as you can.”

“Life insurance pays off triple if you die on a business trip.”

“[Name] is dead. They shot him in the head!”

“When people think you’re dying, they really, really listen to you, instead of just…”

“Why do people think I’m you?”

“Yeah, you’re sorry, I’m sorry, everybody’s sorry, but… I can’t do this anymore. I can’t. And I won’t. I’m gone.”

“Get the fuck out of here, you’re fired!”

“This isn’t a real suicide-thing. This is probably one of those cry-for-help things.”

“You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You’re the same decaying organic matter as everything else.”

“I haven’t been fucked like that since grade school.”

“Losing all hope is freedom.”

“I’m not [name]!”

“We’re the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War’s a spiritual war… our Great Depression is our lives.”

“I ask you for one thing, one simple thing.”

“Fuck damnation, man! Fuck redemption! We are God’s unwanted children? So be it!”

“If I didn’t say anything, people always assumed the worst.”

“People do it everyday, they talk to themselves… they see themselves as they’d like to be, they don’t have the courage you have, to just run with it.”

“I have a better solution. You keep me on the payroll as an outside consultant and in exchange for my salary, my job will be never to tell people these things that I know.”

“[Name] had bitch tits.”

“You’re the worst thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“That’s, um… That’s an interesting theory.”

“Well, what do you want me to do? You just want me to hit you?”

“Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you’re alive.”

“I feel like destroying something beautiful.”

“This isn’t love, it’s sport fucking.”

“It could be worse. A woman could cut off your penis while you’re sleeping and toss it out the window of a moving car.”

“I see all this potential, and I see squandering.”

“Why would anyone possibly confuse you with me?”

“[Name]’s philosophy of life is that she/he/they might die at any moment. The tragedy, she/he/they said, was that she/he/they didn’t.”

“How much can you know about yourself if you’ve never been in a fight?”

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I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals, and I heard, as it were the noise of thunder, one of the four beasts saying, Come and see.

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                              ❝  so, what? the past didn’t happen and you’re not who i think you are? i am not my father. you’re not getting into my head, okay. you think you’re luring me into a trap —- you’re not. now i am desperate which means i’m dangerous. my only concern is the HEALTH and WELL-BEING of the horsemen, and you’re gonna lead me to them. and if you don’t… i promise you you’re gonna end up somewhere far worse than a cushy jail cell somewhere. ❞

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“Sport?” He doesn’t laugh, but he comes close. “You sure wasn’t diggin’ it out, man? Don’t know why a stray’d be puttin’ trash away.” 

“ Don’ laugh, okay?” It’s a serious request.“ I named him Sport. ‘Cause he was tryin’ to throw trash into a can when I found him. Like he was playin’ basketball.”

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But really, you’re still just the same kid you always were. You just hide it deeper in your chest and hope it doesn’t show.

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The 38th icon in your folder is your muse's reaction to waking up naked next to a random stranger

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@ofcleavage liked for a spotify starter.

Hanging Tree --- Jennifer Lawrence Are you, are you // Coming to the tree // Where I told you to run // So we’d both be free // Strange things did happen here // No stranger would it be // If we met at midnight

Jack sat perched atop the brick wall a few feet away from the Lionel Shrike tree, the only light coming from a streetlight about a dozen yards away, feeling more exposed than he had in a very long time, despite the fact that for once in his life no one was looking for him ------ he was dead to the world, apparently killed by the FBI just a day ago on the bridge. 

It was hard to swallow, the fact that, instructions completed and finally members of The Eye, they’d just have to go into hiding until they got further instructions. He couldn’t help the edge unease he felt toward it all. Danny’d been livid, Henley confused, Merritt entirely unsurprised. He hadn’t quite been able to peg Erica though, she was as good at hiding herself away as he was. 

As if she were somehow tuned into the fact his mind had turned to her, he heard familiar footsteps approaching from a distance and turned to face them, a not-quite-genuine smile tugging at his lips.

“ Careful,”  He teased,  “ You almost scared me half to death. ”

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headcanon time: Jack's name in Erica's phone is "Jackass", his caller id is a picture of Johnny Knoxville's butt, and his ringtone is the Jackass theme song.

Jack & I are 100% here for this. This is the best thing I’ve read in awhile.