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tenaciouspoetworks · 8 days
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Living with the thrill of breaking my own built boundaries!!!
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captainlavelle · 2 days
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Not knowing when to run on the field when subbing on
Scores a goal
Gets a smart tactical yellow card
We call that a Rose Lavelle hat-trick.
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pick1e-party · 6 months
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I know in my heart that if Country Mac didn’t die and stayed with the gang then him and Dennis would’ve ended up hooking up. like for sure
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comfort-person · 1 year
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The rise of anger
Synopsis: Henry creel has children of his own who grew up in the lab, someone kidnaps them… how is he supposed to suppress the anger within him? Well. Simply. He cannot.
Pairings: y/n x henry (henry x the kids as well)
Trigger warnings: distressing scenes, punishment of reader, gore, blood, killing all that stuff- if you’re sensitive to any of these then please read at your own discretion.
“What’s happening to him?” The voice of the small girl asked, eyes turning to look at her sister who was one year older than her. They were both frozen in fear hearing the horrifying sounds of electricity buzzing throughout their father figure. All the children in the lab were practically Henry’s children because he was the only one that cared but the small girls- Matilda and Harriet had gotten quite a fond bond with Henry. So much so he allowed them to call him “dad” or anything they wanted to. He was a father figure to them and seeing him getting tortured to this extremity with no mercy made both children sick to their stomach, Matilda and Harriet were sisters- they had grown up together since the very beginning and although they weren’t very old they both knew they had to stick together during this time, even if they weren’t proper siblings. Harriet was 004 and Matilda was 005 both sisters having a bond that was meant to go unbroken.
“Why are they hurting him? Matilda you’ve got to do something… we can’t let him get hurt anymore” Harriet spoke tears practically ready to fall from her eyes, Matilda soon grabbed a hold of her sister by the wrist yanking her just behind the wall as the sound of the fuzzing was cut short, groans of agony leaving Henry’s lips body limp as he was dragged out of the room the guards merciless and careless. “Dad-“ harriet sobbed out forcing a hand to quickly cover her mouth but it wasn’t Matilda’s “shh” a gentle hush came from just behind the two girls. Both young girls turning to see you, worried and clearly upset by the whole situation. The worry was soon washed off of your face pure terror taking over your body as you slowly rose up from the ground eyes filling with fear as you stared at papa. He had caught onto the fact that both girls had seen what had happened,
“Children… y/n… why are you out so late? You know you’re supposed to be in bed.” He spoke and you took a shaky breath inwards “I’m sorry… it was my fault.” You quickly spoke not wanting the girls to be hurt in anyway. You watched papa knowing he wasn’t impressed and you kept your composure as you slowly leaned down just between both girls “listen close, follow my instructions…” you whispered keeping your eyes on papa as guards seemingly walked towards all of you at an angrily fast pace “run… run as fast as you can and don’t stop… run.” You whispered pushing both girls behind you as they sprinted away, two other guards appearing behind the others as they ran after the girls your jaw clenched as you stared at the guards and papa “y/n, you broke my trust.” He spoke in a condescending tone and you slowly lowered your glance body rigid “I’m sorry,”
You tried to apologise. You tried to get them to hear you. You tried to get papas forgiveness but instead you were dragged into the room Henry was last in your body being thrown into the wall as a long baton which had electricity running through it was shoved straight into your chest the other guard immediately bringing the other baton down to stab into your stomach cries of mercy leaving your lips as your knees began to weaken body slumping to the ground as the sick punishment continued, your body seizing every time the electricity ran throughout you until you were curled up trying to protect yourself but within minutes your body was completely weak, reeling in and out of consciousness before everything turned black and you were left in fear of not knowing what had happened to Henry or the girls.
~a day later~
“Y/n” a soft whisper was heard a long with a little gentle nudge, a palm resting upon your shoulder as you were given another shake
“Y/n”
The voice spoke again and your eyes fluttered open body aching terribly as your eyes met with those beautiful sea blue eyes “henry?” You whispered out. He looked tired, as if he was in pain…. “Yeah it’s me.” He soothed hand tracing just against your arm in a comforting manner “are you okay?” He asked eyes searching yours and you stared silently and confused “I’m okay. Just hurt…” you murmured as he ran a gentle palm over your forehead lightly brushing some hair off of your sweaty forehead “they really hurt you didn’t they?” He asked you, rhetorically of course, eyes full of anger… if he could he would kill every single one of them. Well he could and he would, but not right now. But before he could think anymore of that a soft gasp left your lips your eyes widening as you forced yourself to sit up, henry was sat on the edge of the bed eyes widening as he gazed at you visibly concerned “what’s the matter?” He asked eyes searching yours,
“Matilda… Harriet… did you see them this morning?” You asked and his brows furrowed head tilting to the side “what?” He asked concerned and you breathed heavily “they-they saw what had happened to you… papa saw us… I-I-I told them to run…. They ran… I…” that was enough information from you Henry’s tall figure immediately lurching up from the bed as he rushed towards the door, glancing over his shoulder to look at you “I don’t care what you hear- you stay here” he demanded but only for good intentions. He didn’t want you getting hurt. He couldn’t have you getting hurt… no way.
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Henry rushed down the hallways each turn only coming to absolutely nothing. He couldn’t find them. He couldn’t find his kids. Someone had taken them. He just knew it. He had a horrible gut feeling. Every door came to a dead end, it was either a sleeping child or an empty room- Harriet and Matilda’s rooms empty. Completely empty. And he wouldn’t of been that concerned if it wasn’t for the fact that their bedsheets weren’t made. All children made their beds. Every day. Matilda and Harriet not missing a day of doing it ever. So it was unusual. Strange. Unlike them. He wouldn’t stop until he had found them. You remained in bed breath hitching, you were fearful… worried… you knew you had to help in someway or another and so you instead of following Henry’s orders got out of bed, body weak as you stumbled out of the room hurrying down the corridors until you came to the bathing room where you only got to use it if you needed it. Truly.
You locked the door as you filled one of the baths up until it was enough to let your body float, you hated doing any of this but you had to find them…. For Henry’s sake. You then clambered into the cold water shivering as you got inside. You knew it had to be a certain temperature but right now that wasn’t plausible. You then closed your eyes relaxing into the bath as you began sinking more and more into the darkness until you were completely submerged in darkness, eyes moving under your eyelids as you looked around- looking for any trace of the children.
“Please! Please! Please! No!”
Echoed screams ran around your head as you spun around in circles trying to find the source of the voices until your eyes landed onto a little spec of light two small girls cowering together from two guards, you watched in silence as they gripped onto each other sobs and pleas leaving their lips. You breathed heavily eyes wide. “Matilda” you whispered reaching out to the small girl watching as her head turned to look to you, eyes full of fear as she screamed fading into waves of memories along with Harriet and your breath hitched before you struggled in the water, your body in real life trying to wake yourself up before you suddenly shot up a gasp leaving your lips, the body of water you were in splashing about as you quickly got out- blood dripping from your nose as you stumbled out of the bath, white clothes dripping with water as you sprinted the hell out of there body trembling in complete fear. You had to save them. Somehow. “Henry!” Your voice yelled echoing around the empty halls, tears were clear in your eyes as you continued shouting his name but it was no use. No use whatsoever.
You tried to keep your composure, barely breathing as you searched and searched for them until you came across them guards gripping onto both of them unaware of you being there “please don’t hurt us… please… please.” The small girls begged as you trembled with anger slowly raising your hand and just as one of the guards went to strike Matilda your fingers curled as the guard was lifted up into the air before being smashed into the wall about ten other guards appearing out of thin air practically. You tried to hold them off, but couldn’t- but that’s when you felt it,
A strong magnetising feeling as screams of fear began leaving the guards lips, spiders leaving the walls- imaginary spiders… a guard being thrown in every direction as your head slowly turned to the side seeing henry, the vein in his neck visible, eyes cold and angry and blood dripping from his nose as he dealt with the guards each one collapsing onto the ground one by one… and when there was one left Henry walked towards him slowly, head still tilted slightly as if challenging him to do something. “I-I-I’m sorry… I’m so sorry.” The guard cried out and then it happened Henry’s hand wrapping around his throat as he lifted a fully grown man up into the air fingers practically digging into his throat stopping him from breathing before Henry threw him into the wall, head jerking to the side forcefully as the guards neck snapped. Henry’s body soon froze breathing heavy as he turned to look at you, eyes still angry,
“I thought I told you to wait”
His words were soft yet that undertone of anger was there but before he could even be that little bit more angry at you both girls frantically wrapped their small arms around his waist, his arms wrapping around them as he embraced them holding onto them tightly “I promise you won’t go through anything like this again… I’m so sorry.” He whispered to them both as he gripped onto them. But the reunion was cut short by gunfire Henry’s jaw clenching as he slowly stood up “listen close, follow my instructions… y/n take both girls and hide… I don’t care where… just keep them safe. Keep yourself safe.” His finger then rested under your chin forcing you to look at him “keep yourself safe. I mean it.” He whispered and you nodded your head “good.” He then pulled back both girls emotional as Henry pressed a kiss to each one of their foreheads “I’ll be back soon I promise… and when I’m back we’ll be able to live our own life outside of here… the life you both deserve…. The life we all deserve.” He whispered before he looked at you “now go. Go. I promise I’ll be back.”
And so you listened dragging the girls into a room as you held them both in your embrace, Henry’s tall figure starting to walk down the hall towards the constant gunfire and he watched as guards stormed towards him, guns raised and a cold devilish smirk tugged at his face as the lights began to flicker as blood went everywhere the lights soon flicking off completely… Henry was going to make sure every single one of them regretted every hurting him, you, the girls… anyone- he would make sure of it. He would also make sure that this was their last day on earth. They wouldn’t be able to hurt anyone else… not anymore.
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misanocircuit · 3 months
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Marc Márquez with his new Ducati Desmosedici GP23 bike of the Gresini Racing team: a new chapter unlocked!
- 2024 Gresini Racing team with Álex Márquez (73) & Marc Márquez (93) -
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adlcrz · 3 months
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Binge watch this again from Episode 1-6, A Shop for Killers starring Lee Dong Wook & Kim Hye Jun.
My thoughts on this drama, I think that Jeong Jin Man (Lee Dong Wook) is really not dead.
In episode 5, when Jung min played the copy of the video on the computer to show it to Jian, where it shows how her uncle (Jin man) died.
And when I played episode 1 again, when Jian went to the morgue, I noticed that Jin man's scar is not that deep, so how come he died.
I just think that he has a plan for the upcoming episodes 🙂 Excited to watch Episode 7 & 8. Episode 6 was a cliff hanger.😅
Well, eventhough Lee Dong Wook is already in his 40s, he is still charming.😍 Aging like a fine wine. lol 😂💜
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yuyangayip · 3 months
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Feed on mosquitoes
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Ghost story woman
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newtonsheffield · 1 year
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I finished my course!
And it's only 1:30pm!
What a time to be alive. The world is my oyster!
I can do whatever I want!
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heretherebedork · 5 months
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And Gaga officially blocked screenshots entirely. Welp. Great.
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Seriously?
(I fixed it by turning off hardware acceleration but why? Why? Screenshots only help advertise your shows, damnit.)
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pviscelle · 11 months
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A Midsummer Night's Dream | MasterPost
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Pairing: Incubus x Female Character
Genre/Tags: Dark, Fantasy, Psychological-Thriller
Word Count: 2.3k+
Status: Completed
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Rejection, Implied sexual content, mental health issues, mention of the Second World War, and LGBT characters.
Synopsis: She was a force driving him to sin with sheer temptation even in her sleep. He was a mystical being not backing down until he had a taste.
❛You have driven me crazy, stupid girl. I can wait no longer now.❜
Read Here
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benkaadee · 6 months
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Happy 👻🎃 Halloween! 😱🥵🔥
#muscles #Bodybuilders #hairypecs #hairy #horror #thrilling #halloweengay
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maxfax · 9 months
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🌟 Max Fax - Gaming Adventures with Max: Cry Of Fear! 🌟
Hey there, fellow Max fans! Today, we're diving deep into the thrilling world of gaming as we join Max on his hair-raising journey through the spine-chilling horror game, Cry Of Fear. Buckle up, because this is going to be one wild ride! Max couldn't contain his excitement as he booted up Cry Of Fear - and boy, did he get what he bargained for! The game's dark and eerie atmosphere had him on the edge of his seat right from the start. Max admitted that it was kind of horrifying, but that's what made it all the more exhilarating! The game's intense suspense and jump scares had him screaming and laughing all at once, creating an unforgettable gaming experience. But, folks, don't let the horror aspect fool you! Max confessed that despite the heart-pounding terror, Cry Of Fear is an absolute blast to play. The challenging puzzles and fast-paced action kept him hooked, making every adrenaline-pumping moment worth it. Max even mentioned that he might've jumped out of his chair once or twice, but it was all in good fun! In Max's own words, Cry Of Fear is hands down the best horror game he's ever played. With its gripping storyline and immersive gameplay, he couldn't help but get completely absorbed in its twisted world. Max was captivated by the game's ability to blend horror and entertainment seamlessly, leaving him eager for more! In an exclusive interview, when asked about what's next for his fans, Max couldn't help but grin mischievously and said, "Tell the fans there is a lot in store for them soon!" We can't help but wonder what surprises Max has up his sleeve - and we're absolutely thrilled to find out! So, dear Max fans, stay tuned for more thrilling gaming adventures with Max, as he fearlessly explores new worlds and conquers exciting challenges. And remember, there's a lot to look forward to! Until then, keep your gaming consoles ready, your hearts prepared for adrenaline-pumping moments, and your spirits high as we await the next chapter of Max's exhilarating journey!
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howifeltabouthim · 11 months
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'You like it, don't you?' 'What?' 'The danger of it excites you.'
Siri Hustvedt, from The Blindfold
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simchallah · 1 month
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I hate public transit so so so much, why is it taking me two hours to go 5 miles, fucking fuck
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mburley92 · 1 month
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Good afternoon my beautiful and amazing rockstar friends,
I hope that you have a Marvelous Monday.
Here's today's inspiring video for those who are interested: https://youtube.com/shorts/pgxlGdAcl24?si=8XETQ_7YX9E69BPU
I also posted two new quizzes for those who are interested.
With love your friend Mariah
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New in Horror: Oct 2022 Releases
It Rides a Pale Horse by Andy Marino
The Larkin siblings are known around the small town of Wofford Falls. Both are artists, but Peter Larkin, Lark to his friends, is the hometown hero. The one who went to the big city and got famous, then came back and settled down. He’s the kind of guy who becomes fast friends with almost anyone. His sister Betsy on the other hand is more… eccentric. She keeps to herself. When Lark goes to deliver one of his latest pieces to a fabulously rich buyer, it seems like a regular transaction. Even being met at the gate of the sprawling, secluded estate by an intimidating security guard seems normal. Until the guard plays him a live feed: Betsy being abducted in real time. Lark is informed that she’s safe for now, but her well‑being is entirely in his hands. He's given a book. Do what the book says, and Betsy will go free. It seems simple enough. But as Lark begins to read he realizes: the book might be demonic. Its writer may be unhinged. His sister's captors are almost certainly not what they seem. And his town and those within it are... changing. And the only way out is through.
The Hollow Kind by Andy Davidson
Nellie Gardner is looking for a way out of an abusive marriage when she learns that her long-lost grandfather, August Redfern, has willed her his turpentine estate. She throws everything she can think of in a bag and flees to Georgia with her eleven-year-old son, Max, in tow. It turns out that the estate is a decrepit farmhouse on a thousand acres of old pine forest, but Nellie is thrilled about the chance for a fresh start for her and Max, and a chance for the happy home she never had. So it takes her a while to notice the strange scratching in the walls, the faint whispering at night, how the forest is eerily quiet. But Max sees what his mother can't: They're no safer here than they had been in South Carolina. In fact, things might even be worse. There's something wrong with Redfern Hill. Something lurks beneath the soil, ancient and hungry, with the power to corrupt hearts and destroy souls. It is the true legacy of Redfern Hill: a kingdom of grief and death, to which Nellie's own blood has granted her the key.
The House at Phantom Park by Graham Masterton
n this abandoned hospital, pain lives on... and it wants revenge. St Philomena's military hospital has been abandoned for over three years. Now Lilian Chesterfield, who works for one of the most successful building companies in England, is in charge of developing it into a luxury housing complex. But as soon as she and her colleagues start work in the Jacobean-style mansion, their dream turns into a nightmare. They hear screaming from wards full of empty beds. They hear doors slamming and find cutlery scattered over the kitchen floor. Then they see faces peering at them from the mullioned windows. Lilian is pragmatic – she doesn't believe in the supernatural. But just when she's put her mind at rest by scouring the mansion from top to bottom and finding nothing, a former patient of St Philomena's arrives with a warning. The hospital is haunted. And it is haunted by something a thousand times more terrifying than ghosts...
Lute by Jennifer Marie Thorne
On the idyllic island of Lute, every seventh summer, seven people die. No more, no less.
Lute and its inhabitants are blessed, year after year, with good weather, good health, and good fortune. They live a happy, superior life, untouched by the war that rages all around them. So it’s only fair that every seven years, on the day of the tithe, the island’s gift is honored.
Nina Treadway is new to The Day. A Florida girl by birth, she became a Lady through her marriage to Lord Treadway, whose family has long protected the island. Nina’s heard about The Day, of course. Heard about the horrific tragedies, the lives lost, but she doesn’t believe in it. It's all superstitious nonsense. Stories told to keep newcomers at bay and youngsters in line.
Then The Day begins. And it's a day of nightmares, of grief, of reckoning. But it is also a day of community. Of survival and strength. Of love, at its most pure and untamed. When The Day ends, Nina―and Lute―will never be the same.
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