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shannygoatgruff · 4 years

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Grown & SeXY - Chapter 1

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For @youbloodymadgenius for your 400 Followers Writing Challenge. Congrats on your success!

Genre: Romance/Comedy

Pairing: Modern Ivar x Mature OC

Warning: Language/mild angst/Sexual content

Rating: M

Summary: A relationship between Generations X & Y will help this XX & XY learn a lot about themselves, each other, and love. Cougar/cub relationships aren’t always just about a midlife crisis and arm candy.

A/N: I got the concept for this story from a conversation I was having with @youbloodymadgenius. I hope I do it justice. This story is for you!

Chapter 1

Oh, hey girl, hey!

Chile, do I have some tea to spill!

This tea is piping hot, lemon-honey, tea with a hint of peppermint; that’s how good it is. I have been keeping this in for so long, I’m surprised a bitch hasn’t bit her tongue off trying to keep quiet. But, I have to talk to somebody about this, and I trust you, girl. We’ve been good girlfriends for a long time now. I know you’re not going to say anything to anybody, right? I didn’t think so. I knew you were cool.

Okay, so before we begin I need to lay some ground rules. I don’t want to get into this and all of sudden you start feeling some type of way or something, or there be some sort of misunderstanding that we could have settled right here in the beginning. You know how some people get all uppity and shit.

First, I’m not a writer - I’m a storyteller and there’s a big fucking difference. Writers, write; they use language as an art form, and shit like grammar and diction is important to them and they usually use them pretty accurately. Storytellers, like me? We don’t give a fuck. We paint pictures by speaking the language of the people, so that the bitches in the back can understand what the fuck is going on.

So, if you don’t want to know about how a bad-ass cougar found herself hooked up with a fucking snack-tastic cub from someone who doesn’t give a fuck all about ending a sentence with a preposition, then, honey, feel free to read something else. If my language is a bit too common or colorful for you, then mayhaps, I could recommend some really well-written Shakespearean Sonnets or the like, by some other real writers. But if you just want to dish and hear some good shit, then bitch, do I have some gossip to tell you!

Okay, next, the story I’m about to tell you is true. This shit is real and it happened to me my friend. So, to protect my good girlfriend, I’m going to change the names of the mofos involved. If that means the names of these folks sound made up, it’s because bitch, they are! It’s not like where we live is all that big. You might actually know some of these people and the last thing I want is for you to go run-and-tell-that I said some shit, about so-and-so, when I really didn’t, because I said something else about some bitch that I made up.

Um, what else? Oh yeah, everything I’m going to tell you is the gospel, according to me. Even if I wasn’t there, I have been working, like fucking Luther out here in these streets, to piecing this shit together and this is the only version that makes sense. So if you disagree, fine...fight me. But you better not ask them; that’s all I know. We’ve already established the good girlfriend code of conduct. Right?

Now, if any of this shit starts to sound familiar to you just nod your head and play along. If you happen to see these people in real-life, just keep going about your business, like you don’t know anything. Don’t give them a side-eye, or raise the obligatory eyebrow when you see them. Definitely don’t be like that bitch Shelly that time I told her that stuff about Erik and Angie. Do you know that bitch put everybody on blast and was like, “I knew he looked the type to eat booty,” all loud and shit in the Target.

You can’t be telling the church’s business to the entire Target like that! You are supposed to see them in the store, nod, and keep it fucking moving. What I’m telling you ain’t nobody’s business and they definitely don’t need to know that you know all the shit that went down with them. You know what? Matter of fact, I’m going to send you a non-disclosure contract in your email. Just sign it and send it back. I don’t want zero problems, big fella.

Okay, now that we got the formalities out of the way, and everybody knows how the fuck to act, what’s next? Why am I giving you the gossip? I’m doing this shit to save your life, bitch because I care. See, this is a story about being grown and sexy. Yes, bitch! Say it again! GROWN & SEXY!!! And we all will be grown and sexy, one day.

I know, you probably think grown & sexy means all about getting the “D”. Well, it is…but not really. Don’t get me wrong, we’re going to get to that. There will be plenty of pipe laid. How the hell can you be grown & sexy without some feel good? But, it’s about a movement - a way of life. It’s a phase you go through when you get to a point where you are living your best life and just don’t give a fuck anymore.

Listen Linda, this story here, isn’t just about sex, it’s about timing. See, look at all the young bitches, rolling their eyes. They just want to hit it and quit it. I can’t with them. I’m not even addressing them and their foolishness. In fact, all the young bitches, y’all can feel free to exit - stage left, please.

The rest of us, that are past all that thotting and trotting, we know that the universe has a fucked up sense of humor and it only gives us these short ass life spans, filled with teeny-tiny windows of opportunity to cram all of this amazing shit into. Then, on one side, we have one cosmic force presenting something fantastic, while another on the other side, there is another force that throws mad shade. Of course, we pay attention to the shady shit and usually miss out on that brief moment of something that could have made us really fucking happy. Don’t worry, I’m not about to start talking about astrology, or reading crystals. Besides my horoscope, I don’t know what any the fuck any of that means.

What it means to what the fuck I’m talking about is, this could be considered a cautionary tale about missed opportunities, or being so wrapped up in your own bullshit that you can’t see a good thing when it was right in front of you. It’s definitely about family, growing up, acceptance and happiness; about finding and loving yourself and then being able to show that love to someone else.

Of course, you can’t have all that good shit without the bad. So, let’s see…I’ll throw in some insecurities, doubt, utter stupidity, realizing that just because something looks and feels good, doesn’t mean it’s right. Hell, my story this story, may even be about having to break your own heart to save someone else’s. Ah, we’ll see if I can actually get to that part. It’s not I got all damn day, you know?

So…where do I begin?

Oh, okay. You know that club, Bottom’s Up, on the corner of Fourth and Lexington? The one with that has the pool tables on the upper level and that cute little Karaoke room? Well that’s where all this shit started…

There were a lot of people at Bottom’s Up for a Wednesday night.

Ivar already had an attitude because he was late. He knew that showing up even a few minutes late for the weekly pool game with his siblings meant that he wouldn’t get to pick his opponent and if he got stuck playing against Bjorn one more time, he was going to quit showing up to these fucking games all together.

He hated playing Bjorn. No matter what he tried, he could never beat his oldest brother. Most of the time, he never even got a chance to get his cue on the table when he played against him. If he had any other sibling as his opponent, he stood a fair chance of winning, but he was sure that Bjorn cheated. It was enough to piss him off just thinking about it.

Ivar glanced at the small landing where the pool tables were and saw the five varying shades of blonde hair just as the top of the stairs. Damn, they were all already there. They had probably already picked games, meaning he was going to have another shitty night at shooting pool. There went his chance of getting back the money Sigurd took off of him last week. He needed that money, too. He was running low on gas and his brakes started making a loud squeaking sound this morning. Now, if he could just play against Ubbe...he knew for sure he could double their bet and make all of his money back, and then some.

Deciding to get a drink before he met his family upstairs, he made his way to the bar, and signaled for the bartender. While he waited he carefully tried to remove his jacket without bumping into anyone. Where the fuck did all these people come from? They had been coming to this lounge for a few months and on Wednesdays there were never more than 25 people in there. It wasn’t like it was wall-to-wall people in there now, but it was definitely enough to make him feel annoyed.

Plus, all those extra people were making it hot in there. Maybe he shouldn’t have worn a long sleeve t-shirt, after all. But with all the rain and cold nights, lately, he wasn’t quite sure how to dress. The shirt, a thin pale blue cotton, was a deep V-neck, showing the top of his muscular pecs and just a hint of his shoulder tat that trailed over to the center of his chest, was tucked lazily into the front of his distressed, blue jeans and left hanging out of the back. A pair of brown Timberland shoes completed his outfit, giving him that ‘I’m not trying too hard to look like I’m trying to look good’, look. Believe me, he wore it well.

“What can I get you?” The bartender asked walking over to where Ivar stood, pouring beers from the tap for other patrons further down the bar.

“Can I get a Jame…,” As soon as he started talking he heard a feminine voice coming from his left. He stopped mid-sentence and looked to see where the voice was coming from, “Oh, I’m sorry,” he said smiling at the shorter woman next to him. When she turned her head toward him and offered him a smile, his posture changed. “I didn’t see you. Please, go ahead.”

She raised her brows and continued smiling at him, “Thanks.” Man, he was a cutie, but she was sent to the bar for drinks, not dicks. Turning back to face the bartender, she restarted her order, “Um, I need a Johnny Walker Blue, a Malibu and Pineapple, and a Captain & Diet.” She turned back to him and bowed, a sign for him to continue with his order.

“I’ll just take a Jameson,” Ivar told the bartender. When he turned back to the woman, he noticed she had turned away from him and was looking at her phone. As casually as he could, he leaned his head to the side to get a look at her full body. She couldn’t have been more than 5’3”, even with the heel on those boots. She had a great complexion, the chartreuse wrap shirt with bell sleeves brought the olive tones out in her caramel skin and softened her chocolate eyes. And of course, Ivar wondered how in the hell did a woman with an ass and hips that size and a waist that small, found jeans that fit. He found himself raising his brow at the thought.

This was awkward. He wanted to say something to her, but she didn’t seem to notice that he was even standing there. He couldn’t remember a time in recent history when a woman didn’t notice him, or when he had to start a conversation. What exactly was he supposed to say, anyway? If he wasn’t drunk or being pursued, he wasn’t quite sure how this was supposed to go.

Just why wasn’t she trying to talk to him, anyway? He looked good tonight, he just got his hair cut and this was a new shirt. The silver herringbone necklace and the pale blue of his shirt, made his eyes look more of a steel blue, which he thought was the most attractive on him. He smelled good - he had taken some cologne out of his father’s bathroom and claimed it as his own. It smelled good on his dad, so he knew it smelled good on him. What the hell was this lady’s problem?

“I’m sorry, but I think I know you from somewhere.” The woman spoke, pulling Ivar out of his head for a moment. When he turned to face her, she was facing him with her hand on her hip and her brows were knitted together, as she tried to think. “Oh my God, that sounded like a line, didn’t it? I swear, it’s not. You just look so familiar.”

Ivar chuckled. For a minute there he thought he was losing his touch. “No, it doesn’t sound like a line at all.” He easily rested his arm on the bar, as he turned to face her, shortening the distance them. “I’m sure I would remember meeting someone as beautiful as you before.”

Her eyes widened uncomfortably, as she tried to take a half step back before she bumped into the stool next to her. She turned to see what she had bumped into before turning back to him. He was cute and all, but that’s not why she started talking to him. What was with guys these days? “Aww, thanks. That’s really sweet, but…”

“I’m sure, not half as sweet as you are,” Ivar licked his bottom lip, and his long lashes blinked over his beautiful blue eyes, momentarily catching her off guard.

“Oh, honey,” she dared to reach out and touch him. Damn, he had a nice arm. She could feel the large expanse of his bicep flex under her hand as her fingers drummed against it, “I’m sure I have shoes older than you.”

Ivar shrugged. What did that have to do with anything? “You’re only as old as you feel…”

“Hey,” Another masculine voice came from behind them, followed by a swift smack to the back of Ivar’s head, “you buying for everyone?” Ivar rolled his eyes before he turned around to face his brother. Narrowing his eyes at the older, taller man, he cursed the fact that they were related.

“Oh. My. God!” The woman next to Ivar said shifting her weight to one hip with a huge smile on her face. If Ivar thought she was pretty before, she was absolutely beautiful when she gave a genuine smile. “Bjorn Ragnarsson?”

“Soli?” Bjorn made this weird groaning sound as he bent down and picked the small woman up from the floor, wrapping her in a bear hug. “Oh my, God! I haven’t seen you in forever. How have you been?”

Who the hell was this woman and how the hell did she know his brother? Ivar stood back watching the scene unfold and tried to stop his lip from curling. “I’m good! We just moved back a little over a year ago. How are you, BJ? How’s your family?”

“We’re good. My parents are still in the neighborhood.” Bjorn tried his best not to smile at the look on Ivar’s face, “Everybody else is doing fine. And I see you’ve found Baby Ivey here?”’

“Nooooooo!” she shrieked, cheeks turning red, “This is Baby Ivey?” She held her hand down by her knee to the height she remembered him as a toddler, then looking up at the sexy man that towered over her now, “Little Ivar Ragnarsson…well fuck me. That’s why you look so familiar.” This time she patted his thigh in what she hoped was in a platonic fashion. “I know you don’t remember me, but I was really good friends with your sister.” She chuckled when he shook his head, “I think you went to school with my son, too. Miguel Larson.”

Miguel Larson? Who the hell was Miguel Larson? The only Larson he knew from high school was this annoying, skinny kid who was into anime… “Wait, Mani Larson?” No fucking way. Did she just nod? She was Mani Larson’s mom? Mani Larson was only like two years younger than him. What was happening here? There was no way in hell that this woman had a kid his age.

“Yeah, bro. Me, Soli & Gyda all went to high school together. She even turned me down when I asked her to my senior prom.” Bjorn placed his hand over his heart and pouted his lip as if he was hurt.

Shaking her head, Soli reached over and squeezed Bjorn’s chest as he flexed under his shirt for her. She opened her mouth in shock and appreciation, “Oh, my God. I know right? How drunk was I? What the fuck was wrong with me?”

Could Bjorn’s grin get any bigger? He was enjoying this. He could read Ivar’s body language from upstairs when he saw him at the bar. He just knew from the way he was standing down there, that instead of being upstairs with the family, his brother was trying to push up on some girl at the bar. That’s the only reason that he came downstairs to fuck with him. But, not only did Bjorn get to run into an old friend, he also got to cock-block his little brother. The gods were smiling on him today. “Soli and Gyda were cheerleaders when I was on the football team.”

“How is Gyda?” Soli asked, turning to the bar to push her drinks closer to her and slide the bartender her credit card. She missed the little eye exchange between the brothers in the process.

Bjorn turned around to scan the raised platforms where the pool tables were, “She’s here, actually. We come here for our weekly pool game. She would die to see you.”

“Okay. Let me take this stuff over to my girls, and I’ll come up and find you guys in a few.” Hugging him one more time and squeezing his arms for good measure, Soli shook her head in disbelief, “I can’t believe I ran into you, BJ. It’s so good to see you.” She turned around to face Ivar who was standing there watching his brother and what he had hoped was going to be his conquest for the evening chatting it up like two girlfriends, “It was nice to see you again, too, Ivar.” She wasn’t sure if she should be embarrassed for him, or humiliated for herself, at the moment.

“Yeah, you too, Mrs. Larson.” Mrs. Larson…what the fuck? He just wanted to leave out the bar and come back in to start the night over.

She held up a finger to him to stop him from calling her that hideous name, “I haven’t been Mrs. Larson in a very long time. I’m just Marisol,” She tilted her head in such a way that her hair covered part of her face hiding her blush. “But you can call me, Sonni, or Soli. Whatever,” she shrugged, and tucked her top lip between teeth at the sight of his smile.

Why were they making these young boys so goddamn cute these days? If they didn’t stop, or if she didn’t get laid soon, she was going have to call the people on herself. She had known this boy when he was an infant.

That meant he was around her son’s age, and Mani was what 21-22? So Ivar was born right around the time she graduated from high school? That was illegal somewhere, right? Yeah, he was of age. But, whose age? Mani’s? Oh that was just nasty.

What the hell did she have in common with a boy that young? Hot, sweaty, animal sex… but other than that? She was so past that stage in her life.

No, what she was going to do was go back to her table and enjoy her happy hour, and just before she left for the night, she would go up and see Gyda. She would be staying far the fuck away from this little snack, right there. She was not going to allow herself to think about whether or not he was old enough to have chest hair, yet, or what that clean-shaven face felt like rubbing against her thighs.

Ivar could have sworn he swore he saw Soli blush, as she collected her drinks and made her way back to her corner of the lounge. What in the hell just happened? Fucking Bjorn, “You dick,” Ivar grabbed his drink and followed behind his brother up the stairs, “What the fuck was that? She turned me down for the prom…”

Bjorn laughed his way up toward the three tables he and his siblings commandeered. “You big mad, bro?” He grabbed his little brother by the shoulders and squeezed lovingly. Parading Ivar in front of his siblings, he patted his cheek like a child, “I did you a favor. She would break your heart, balls, and everything else. That, my friend, is not for you.” He turned Ivar to face the direction of Soli’s table, of which they had a clear view. “Guys, Lil’ Man here, thinks he can handle Marisol Peña,” Bjorn pointed in the direction of the petite, curvy brunette, dancing at the table, sipping on a cocktail through a straw.

“Sonni? My Marisol?” Gyda asked, turning to look at Ivar, “Ivey, Sonni’s my age.”

Bjorn nodded, “Exactly. That, is a grown-ass woman. You, are still a young Thunder Cat.”

“You sure about that?” Were they all fucking crazy? Did they know about him? There was a reason he earned the moniker Ivar “The Boneless” in college: when his third leg came out, that shit was 100% pure muscle! If he was given the chance, he would fuck that forty-something-year-old woman back into her twenties. “Just because you ain’t never had no game, don’t mean that I don’t.”

“Bitch, please,” Bjorn said picking up his beer taking a big swallow. “You ain’t had pussy, since it had you.”

Ivar could feel himself getting irritated. It was Bjorn’s fault that he was sitting up there being heckled by them instead of at the bar still talking to Soli. Plus, he hated when he was the butt of their jokes and they were all laughing at him. Even Hvitserk was smiling around his hot wings, and he could tell Ubbe was trying to keep a straight face. The only one who wasn’t laughing was Gyda, but she was too busy shooting Bjorn a look that pleaded with him to stop teasing him.

“Beege…you married every bitch you fucked. That ain’t game, brah. That’s being a whipped, bitch.” Ivar raised his glass to his brother before slamming the entire drink down his throat. “Now are we gonna play or what?” Grabbing a pool cue off the wall rack, and rolled his eyes. “I’m calling game…Ubbe? You feel like getting your ass beat?”

For the rest of the night, he tried to act disinterested in what was going on at the table below them, but the truth was every so often, he found himself glancing down to the floor to see if she was still down there or if she was finally on her way up to where they were sitting. There were quite a few times where they caught each other’s eye, peeking over the railing to see if what the other one was doing. Each time it happened, they would both smile and turn away.

Ivar didn’t know what it was about her that had him so interested. Maybe it was because no one thought that he could, or maybe it was just because she was beautiful. Whatever it was, she was a challenge, and he liked it. This wasn’t going to be the last time Ivar talked to Soli. He was going to make sure of that.

Alright, so there you have it. That’s how we they met. I know, it was just enough to wet your whistle, but I’m just going to let you chew on that tasty little tidbit for a minute. You know I gotta leave you wanting to come back for more, honey...

But seriously, though, I gotta run. But, we’re going to talk again soon. I gotta tell you about what happened when Marisol told her son that she ran into Ivar. Chiiiillllleeee....

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riskeith · 3 years

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hi babe, hope you slept well.. ♥️

answering on the phone is just *takes screenshots* *opens tumblr app* *switch between screenshots and answering* do you also put on my messages on the laptop and answering with your phone usually, because that’s what i do lmao sjshdks. thank god for technology.

(I LOVE BEING CALLED BRO.. i believe that i would’ve been a dudebro in another life tbh..) there is? i’m not super immersed in the fandom actually so i had no idea, do you have any examples? ofc only if you wanna talk about it i know these topics can sometimes be annoying to think about. also you’re right! ‘don’t like don’t read’ is the law. follow it. i can’t believe how some people have the nerve to talk about what other people do creatively... yikes

you should if you ever find yourself not knowing what to read! i think their fics were some of my first in the fandom and they set the bar so high hehe. dude i love how oikawa just wants to see kageyama burn it’s so funny..... he’s so cocky about it while kageyama’s just his moody self. speaking of; one of my fave fics of yours is the swapping jerseys one!

WTF 😭 BABY POOLS AND POOL FLOATIES..... razor please come back to us please. sidenote but do you also think that his powers are 5 star level? hes soo powerful it’s so odd how he’s only 4 star haha... or maybe it’s just me being biased.

YEAH! THE SAVING SCENE IS SO AHHHHH. god especially if they have dialogue while person a is hurting and person b just spills all their feelings and becomes so erratic and scared and person a is like holy shit you love me.... and after everything is okay there’s still some awkwardness and tension and aaa.... 💢💔

OOO. sadly the ps5 is always out of stock it’s crazy how fast it sold out. but i mean it makes sense it’s arguably the most popular console so.. hopefully they restock soon. last of us is such a fun game! and the second part is ~gay~ which is always a plus. i’m not sure which memes you mean? tell me 👁 HAHA that makes sense actually omg... lumine and aether reunion won’t happen until like two years if the updates keep coming the way they are (STOP THAT WOULD ACTUALLY BE SO FUNNY.... like hello if you want to unlock the rest of the story you either gacha $pin for it or you imagine it yourself love ♥️😗) talking about this makes me wonder what the other worlds might look like....

your followers are just here to witness us planning our co-op date sjsjdkdjskz. speaking of,,, hehe. i have some fantastic news. i’m at ar level 11 right now and co-op unlocks at level 16... i might just reach that tomorrow (today for you) so i’m just saying hehehehehehehehehehehe.... 😏♥️

BOWL CUT. my cutie little baby. also mullet? sounds nice omg you will probably rock that look... 😳 i’m a non mullet supporter but if cluna has a mullet then call me a yeehaw mullet lover i suppose. can’t believe my wife is a cowboy. OMG YEAH IT MUST FEEL SO NICE your head went bzz bzz. how long did it take for them to accept it? and yeah god ikr some people take hair so seriously which is fair but also i’ve never understood it... like it grows out..? wow you really went from a ballet girl to punk rock style huh. i feel like you’re the both sides of the ‘she was a punk she did ballet’ meme.

memo fic is a jealous fic? mmm smells good. I FIGURED jshdjdkhsjs slow songs are just not your forte, huh? rip. langst is the best yet worst thing ever tbh. and YEAH I DO we’re truly 🤝 ok literally mood sometimes it’s just nice to talk about how much you love a character through another character in a fic yk? so what if this 2k fic contains 1k words about how beautiful oikawa looks? it’s what iwa feels <3 (YOU’RE LEARNING!!!!!!! THATS SO EXCITING!! i guess you just have to drive me around, huh?)

oh i’m in love i’m with that fic my girl. and i knew about that spoiler it’s kind of hard to miss it since it’s everywhere skdhdkdhdk... god, that sounds so good thank you for sharing it. pining iwaizumi hajime >>>>>>>> the air i need to exist 🥺

THE DAY IS SO SOON CLUNA, it’s literally here soooo soon holy shit i just can’t wait. i played for almost 6 hours today in a row like an idiot and now i never wanna see hilichurls again in my life but hey, one step closer to my baby. prepare yourself.. 😏

AWWW i had a feeling you’d be a tea person. but omg tea effects your sleep? how late is too late for you to drink it? what’s your favorite flavors? 👁 and i’m addicted to both shdkdhsks. i say addicted bc i literally have 6 cups of tea per day easily and like.. 1 or 2 coffee cups per day. it’s really bad but i can’t stop so.. 🙇🏽‍♀️

COLLEGE BOYFIES CLUNA. COLLEGE BOYFIES WITH DIP DYE HAIR. imagine them doing each other’s make up and nails before going to concerts together. imagine xiao in euphoria kind of make up. holy shit. here’s something for your overwhelmed heart jsdhjshska. xiaoven soulmates girl, no doubt about it. THE EDIT THE EDIT THE EDIT!!!! they just look so beautiful. we need scenes with them like Asap. the edit is based on a fic... notes down.

can’t wait to see your screenshots. super excited!!

xo, m.a. (i almost wrote my name down in a haste shshskdjdk... although you’ll find it out soon...)

hiya!! i slept alright~ ahaha

:o that’s smart! but no i don’t LOL whether i’m on my phone or my laptop i just continuously scroll up and down fhdskjfkhsdf i think that’s why i come close to missing some paragraphs some times oops. yay for the ~wonders of technology~

(AIGHT NICE AHAHHA fhsdkjfsh does that mean you’re a bit of a tomboy?) actually coincidentally i came across this thread: https://twitter.com/maxatsuomi/status/1350145589296685057 which gives you an idea lmao (also some things on there i wasn’t even aware of wtf) EXACTLY??? it’s even worse when non content creators try to come for content creators like?????????/ um you’re getting all this food for FREE and yet?????? lmfao the nerve of some people

i def will!! FKJSHFDSKJ yeah that do be their dynamic lolol. and thank you!! i too think i snapped on that one 😩😩 glad others agree ahahah

i actually haven’t really seen him in combat... and when we could trial him i was too busy trying to pass the quests to focus on how he fought fhdkfhsdkfjshf but i do think his abilities are cool!! he have wolf above head 🥺

YEAHHH BOYEEEEEEEEEEE god that reminds me of a scene from a drarry fic (What We Pretend We Can't See wink wonk)

oh damn!! hope they restock soon for your sake~ yissss ive watched a playthrough and omg lev.... my Son. i don’t think i can find the memes again but it was just about the bugs like how if you throw a grenade on the highway everyone will run out of their cars like a flashmob or something hfskfhsdjfkds. (LMAOOOOO) there’s actually a trailer with the other worlds! https://youtu.be/TAlKhARUcoY (it has spoilers tho supposedly lol. none we understand rn at least)

hdsfkhjs. omg you absolute legend!!!! but i also hope that you’re taking care of yourself and prioritising the important things too fhsfhdksdhf. but i am excited hehehehehe

AHHAAHKFHDSKJFSD pls... once i saw someone with an actual proper mullet on the bus and i was like “ew... keith would look like this irl?” FJSDHKFSAHKDASHDFSDJFKJFDSHFKJS. but what can i say i got influenced by all the kpop bois 😔 and hmmm idk? i think my dad didn’t care too much but ik my mum did/does fhsfskfsdfhkf so who knows lollllllllllllllllllllllllllllll. IT REALLY DOES GROW OUT LMAO LIKE. fhkshkfsdkj my cousin called me a rockstar when she saw it LOL so you’re prob right 🤪

yeah slow songs really just. aren’t LMAO ‘behind this mask of mine’ was based on a slow bts song and i put it in the playlist i had for it (bc obviously) but i wanted to skip it every time hfksjdhfskjdfhskfdkfhkslfhadksfjsdjhfkashkfjsdh. EXACTLY!!!!!!!!!! you are so correct. (hehehe i was gonna say that too that you don’t need to drive bc it’ll take you around 😏 LMAO)

fhkdsj thank!! legit pining iwa.......... more like pining ME mayhaps i just be self projecting 🤪🤪

lolol dw i can fight the hilichurls for you 😩 also who’s your fave enemy to fight! i used to like fighting the treasure hoarders most but the hilichurls are cute.. FHSKJDHFSDFKJSD plus i need their fucking masks my god why are their drop rates so shit hfsdhjfks

i’m not too sure actually? i’ve never been up early enough to test it but i like drinking tea like after dinner... which is the problem AHAHA. hmm well i like matcha a lot LOL but also chai? and then like black tea.... all the other ones too... i used to drink some fruity ones which were nice but we have a lot of the like basic chinese ones at home too and i enjoy those as well lol. wbu?? omg.... m.a........... dfhksdfkjhfkjshfksjd that’s a lot!!!!!!! do you even need to drink water then HKDSJFHKSDFHDKDSHFJKSDH

omg............. ive never seen euphoria LOL but ............. omg ...................... i cannot process thoughts rn.....

xoxo!! c.r. (you mean bc we’ll be playing co-op? you don’t have to if you’re uncomfy fhdskjf my genshin name was literally ‘aether’ up until yesterday FHDFHSDKFSDFJSHFKSDF)

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Magical Garden- Chapter I

> genre: kingdom au, enemies to lovers, fluff, comedy, angst, romance, fantasy.

> pairing: crownprince!yoongi x crownprincess!reader ( oc )

> warnings: death, blood, loss of important people

> wordcount: 1.8k

> authors note: hiii, this is literally my first time doing anything like this, so feedback would be amazing. Constructive criticism is important, so please tell me if there is anything bugging with the chapter. Yoongi will appear in the next chapter and then you will not read enough of him i promise lmao.

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The smell of the flowers have always calmed me down. Ever since I was a little girl til now. My father let the garden be built for me during my earlier days. I have been taking care of the plants ever since then. Whenever I feel like the world is going to go under, I simply run towards the garden and within the inhalation of the flowery scent which runs along garden with the breeze, I always feel comforted. It is much alike a hug you can say. Together with the sun rays I simply cannot be more thankful. Flowers have and will always be my biggest love.

Today was one of those days. The air had been tense, not only in the castle, but in the inner town as well. Remembering your walk with your guard and hearing the whispers of the unknown. It was scary. Something was not in the right place. And with that mother and father were constantly arguing. Not with eachother but about me. These blaring voices were becoming more and more frequent. I still have not figured out what they are screaming about. They simply will not answer. I even tried asking the guards and told them I would ask my father to give them a raise, but they would not budge. Stupid yes. Of course they would not since they are trained to be immune to bribing. The kingdom would have been ruins a long time ago if they were not. Hearing the loud echoes coming from the ballroom were alarming. I felt heavy. I did not like that they were arguing, even though the bad blood was with me and not them. As my chest starts to tighten and anxiety strikes throughout my body I run. I run towards the place I feel the most safe. The garden was very open and had a few places to sit at. The fountain with the birds chirping and the flower petals floating within never failed to make you smile. Walking up to your usual resting place and laying down on the grass, I felt contented. Laying in the grass and feeling the sun rays have never been this amazing. Grass tickiling your cheeks and listening to the leaves as the breeze flies throughout them. This is all I want to do. Unfortunately that is not how my life will ever work. Biting my lip as a habit and wondering again. What are they fighting about?

Flatting my hand as a way of dismissing my thoughts I close my eyes. Mayhap I could take a nap here. Turning on my side, I decided that taking a nap would be perfect. The guards know where I am anyway. Closing my eyes I felt uneasy for some reason. As if something bad would happen. The pit in my stomach was telling me something. Though my heart was beating fast, I closed my eyes and hoped it was all an illusion.

Oh, how wrong I would be.

A piercing scream that cut through the air woke me up. The sky had gotten darker and loud voices were heard. Quickly you got up and ran towards the entrance of the castle from your garden. Confusion and anxiety once again strikes through you. What was happening? Though you did not have time to think another thought when a guard yanked your arm and started running.

Towards that corridor.

At the end of that corridor there was a door, a door that is thought to be used only during emergencies. You felt even more anxious. “What is happening?” You heaved as you felt the grip getting stronger. “Princess we do not have time to discuss that right now please just follow me” He answers with a hint of stress on his voice.

Your throat was getting more dry. As the guard croached beneath the window placed to make the dark corridor lighter, loud pained screams were still piercing and echoing through the castle. You felt as if the time had stopped. A loud clanking noise woke you up from the nightmare caught inside of you. “Princess please do not have fear in you, everything will be fine” the guard tried to reassure. However, you were not fearful for your own sake, but for your parents. “Where is my mother and father?” You managed to croak out as the guard handed your sword. A loud gasp came out of your mouth. The sword signified that something bad had happened. “Follow me please princess, be as quiet as you can okay” he answered as he grasped your cheeks and wiped the tears which had fallen from your eyes. You could not do much then obey as the guard got up and started walking to the door located at the end of this long corridor.

Father let it be built near the garden for the reason the he knew that the garden was the place I would be at most times. I remember the day when he showed me the door and told me that if I ever would be put in a situation where I was at a risk, he would be outside the door. Closing your eyes, the conversation plays as a film inside your head. “There will be a guard whom will lead you the way, do not have fear my love, your father and mother will be waiting for you always”. Smiling at your father, you embraced him with your arms. “Thank you father, I will not have any fear in me, do not worry”.

Again, a blaring scream much alike sirens woke you up. You dried the tears streaming down you face and believed in your fathers words. Swiftly with your sword, you cut the long silky dress that had been gifted to you from your mother on your birthday and ran so you could to catch up with the guard. Both of you managed to get to the door, but as you were turning the doorknob, loud footsteps were heard coming from the direction you just came from. Knowing that those blaring voices and footsteps did not belong to any of your fathers men, you looked into the guards eyes. “Princess, you have to continue yourself. Your mother and father are waiting outside with a carriage. Keep your sword with you always and be wary” the guard quickly said as he shielded you with his back and kept his face towards the noise. Knowing that there was no need to fight with the guard, you quickly nodded and turned the doorknob. “Please forgive me guard, I am forever thankful” you said as you had opened the door and had taken a step into the unknown. “Go now Princess, do not fear” he said as he gestured you to continue. The voices getting stronger made you move faster. Running, noises of swords hitting eachother was the only thing you heard.

You had never been here before. Stopping and looking around your surroundings made you more fearful. You saw the carriage without the horses, but where was mother and father? Just when you were going to take another step a voice stopped you from doing so. “Well, well, well. What do we have here?” the voice snickered. As I turned around, my skin was crawling. I was not shocked, I knew this would happen. The town had been having a very suspicious aura. “General Lee, I knew something was not right about you” You answered with all the braveness I had in myself, which by the way was slowly going away for every second. As I looked him in the eyes, I could only see evil. I needed to get out from here quick. “Your Majesty, I am so happy to see you. How do you feel about being the Queen for the time being?” He said with a jokingly voice that was hinting seriousness. My eyebrows furrowed. “I am not a Queen, I am a princess General. I wonder what father will do with you after this. Hopefully he will have mercy on you and will put you in a basement until you rot inside of it” You answered with a disgusted voice. “I am unfortunate to tell you this, Your Majesty, but your parents ran into some trouble and could not make it out” the General said as he walked a step closer to you. Confusion draped your face and the General laughed. “Are you sure you are not dumb darling? Your parents are dead. We killed them” he continued. Your breathing stopped. His voiced echoed inside your head. Everything got quiet. You felt as if there was no oxygen in your lungs. The General indicated that you should look behind him and oh, how you wish you never looked. There was your parents with swords in their hearts. Blood was trickling from their bodies to the green grass. You gasped. Why was this happening you? Tears streamed down your face, much alike the fountain in your garden. You were lost in sadness, confusion and anger. Closing your eyes and lifting your head up in the sky. You could feel the breeze again. Somehow the flowery scent was faintly there. The General let out yet another laugh and took two more steps to you. Some more steps and you would feel his breath trickle your skin. “I am sorry Your Majesty, but you have to understand that we were needed to eliminate the targets in order to get to our goal. You.” He snickered. “I-I-I” you stuttered. You felt numb. But then something snapped inside of you. Anger rushed through your body. Never have you felt this type of emotion before. Thousands of thoughts were again running through your mind, but one thing was clear. You needed to kill the General. Your hand holding the sword got tighter around it. Collecting your thoughts and opening your eyes you looked at the evil man before you and as a rush broke inside of you, the only color you could see was red. “You are going to die!” You screamed as you aimed for him. The attack was unexpected and though the General was trained, not even him could stop you from tainting his soul. Once again a scream stopped you from going further then just tainting his soul. The air had gotten warmer and the fiery colors of the castle were getting closer. Taking your swords from the Generals body, you fell to your parents bodies. The soil felt different. A wave of sorrow filled you and then and there you promised you would fight for them. You wanted to stay but the loud footsteps were getting closer. You cannot stay. You need to run. One look upon the night sky and the stars, then you needed to run. From the inner pocket in your dress, you took the rose petals you had earlier picked to make a lipstick of. Putting rose petals along the bodies of your parents, kissing their foreheads and telling them you loved them was the last thing you did before you took your sword and ran towards the forest, into the uncertainty.

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Notes: Hey there!Thank you so much for the kind kudos and comments.In this chapter we'll have a lot of teasing and some gentle flirting...

I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 7

Lucy walked through Winterfell with Ghost by her side. The direwolf was the dearest thing ever; his eyes were so expressive that the young Queen just kept waiting for him to answer her questions.

She missed the talking animals from Narnia, missed the fauns and the sunny days in Cair Paravel. She wondered how they were fairing in Narnia. Had they noticed that the Queens and Kings were gone? Or had the time not passed at all for them?

She worried because she didn’t know what they were supposed to do here. She had called to Aslan in prayer, in her dreams and even in the Godswood –as they called it here –but, so far, there was no answer.

Maybe they were supposed to help with the Others, as they were called. Maybe they were here to bring Spring. It was still a mystery to her and Lucy felt a bit unsure.

“Hey, little lady.”

Lucy smiled at Arya. “You are aware that I’m taller than you, right?” She teased.

“Still younger, though.” Arya grinned. “Come along. Jon wants to talk to the four of you.”

“Did something happen?” Lucy asked curiously, as she started walking beside Arya.

“Don’t know. Maybe he’s going to execute your brother for being an arse.” Arya teased.

Lucy rolled her eyes. “If that was cause for execution, we’d have done that years ago.”

Arya chuckled. “Well, we’re about to find out.”

When they entered Jon’s solar the other Pevensies were there already. Susan was talking to Sansa quietly, while Peter and Edmund were talking to Ser Davos about the training of the men. Jon wasn’t there, though.

Lucy talked to Arya until Jon showed up, almost five minutes later. He had some men behind him, all carrying something.

“You’re here.” He nodded at them all. “I have something for the four of you. As a thank you for all you’ve done for Winterfell.” Jon declared.

He made a gesture for the men to bring what they were carrying.

“Our things!” Lucy celebrated.

The siblings all but rushed to the collect what belonged to them. Edmund was the first to get there and pick his sword and shield. All his knives –the six of them -were there was well, in their proper cases.

Lucy’s hand went immediately to her belt. The dagger was there and so was her cordial in its vial. “My knives?” She asked Edmund.

“Here.” Her brother passed her said knives.

Arya arched a brow. “Damn, little lady.” She snickered. “Why do you need so many of those?”

“This isn’t even the complete set.” Edmund informed. “Lucy has more knives than a kitchen.”

Lucy rolled her eyes. “You’re just jealous because my collection is bigger than yours.”

Edmund shoved her sword at her, rolling his eyes all the time.

Peter picked his sword and shield, and Sansa took a step back involuntarily. There was a red lion on his shield, the pommel of his sword was also a lion. It was like some god somewhere was mocking her: bringing this golden king to her house, making him a lion and the epitome of every stupid childhood dream she’d ever had. It was like some cruel deity was taunting her, wondering how much of an idiot she was.

She wasn’t a child anymore and she was dead tired of fairy tales.

“Susan, your horn.” Lucy passed her sister said horn.

Susan pressed the smooth ivory object against her forehead. Now that it was back on her hands she felt better, like help would come if needed.

“One of squires almost lost his fingers handling your bow.” Jon informed Susan.

“He shouldn’t have touched it then.” She replied placidly.

Jon arched a brow. “How can wood cut someone?” He asked.

“It’s not just wood.” She informed him. “The bow itself is made of a wood that is rare even in Narnia. Good enough for bows, strong enough to withstand attacks and…” She ran her finger to the curved tips of the bow. “Sharp enough to cut fingers off.”

Jon wasn’t amused.

Susan took a deep breath. “But… We are thankful for this, your Grace.” She told him honestly. “For your hospitality and now for your trust.”

He nodded at her.

“Mayhap now Lady Susan can start training the archers for us.” Davos suggested.

“It would be an honor.” She told the older man. “We need to find candidates.”

“I’ll see if I can pick some volunteers for you.” Davos assured her.

“Susan is very particular about her archers.” Peter informed the man. “She is ruthless with them, but they are like family to her.”

“I just want them to be prepared.” She replied dryly to her brother. “Archers have a very important role in battle and having them well trained can make a lot of difference.”

“It’s true. Susan once hit a flying arrow before it could hit Peter.” Lucy informed the others excitedly.

The Starks traded looks, but no one dared to comment, making the Pevensies trade looks as well, but also forgoing the comments.

“I guess is time for dinner.” Sansa declared suddenly.

“You are correct, my Lady.” Susan passed the bow to Peter quickly. “I will check the meal.”

“I will go with you.” The two left the solar.

Sansa and Susan stepped into the corridor and looked at each other. “So…”

Sansa smirked. “Shall we continue?”

“Alys Karstark.” Susan spoke as they started making their way to the kitchen.

Sansa shook her head. “Jon decided to marry her to one of the Free Folk and make the man a lord.”

Susan hummed her understanding. “So why not one of them? Like Val.”

“I’ve heard they had something.” Sansa admitted. “But I think it was brief and it’s over.”

“Well, they can rekindle the flame or something.” Susan made a dismissive gesture.

Sansa didn’t even try to fight her grin. “Jon would not be very happy if he knew what we’re doing.”

“Your cousin needs a wife.” Susan informed the other woman. “It’s is best if it’s someone from the North, so you can strengthen your alliances. And it’s better to choose someone fast, before the Dragon Queen decides to marry him to some Southern rose or marry him herself. You all do love incestuous weddings.”

Sansa let out a giggle, before covering her mouth. Susan’s heart ached every time the redhead felt like she needed to hide even the simplest emotions, but she was going to cure Sansa’s heart, even if it was the last thing she did in her life.

“You are terrible.” Sansa spoke.

“Me? How absurd.” Susan spoke primly, then cracked a smile. “How about your letters?”

“I received some answers already.” Sansa confirmed. “I think it was your wording.”

“Well, I am no called the Gentle Queen for nothing. I have a knack for diplomacy.”

“I was starting to think your title was ironic.”

Susan rolled her eyes. “So amusing, My Lady.” She snorted and they walked along the hallways, arm in arm.

XxX

“Your sister and my cousin are plotting something.” Jon told Edmund as soon as the others cleared the solar.

Edmund snorted. “How observant, Your Grace.”

Jon arched a brow at the younger man.

“Jon…” Edmund gave him a pitying look. “They’re always plotting something.” He informed the other man. “They hardly do anything else.”

“What?” Jon asked confused.

Edmund chuckled. “Let us just say that you are very lucky that your cousin is loyal to you. Otherwise they both would have already taken over the North and would probably be preparing to take over Westeros.”

“You are joking.” Jon spoke flatly.

Edmund snickered. “No, Jon, I’m not. I know my sister. And I’ll give you fair warning: the last time she was this secretive about something, she was trying to marry Peter off.”

Jon arched a brow. “But she wasn’t successful.”

“No.” Edmund admitted. “But only because she didn’t find anyone she liked. She looked all over Narnia but couldn’t find the right woman for him. Peter might be an arrogant fool at times, but he and Sue are close, and she wants him to be happy.”

“So you’re telling me I should be concerned.”

“If I were you… I would be.”

XxX

Susan had asked Ser Davos to round up all of those who wished to be archers. He asked how young the boys could be, and she arched a brow at him. “I leave the ages of the boys and girls to your consideration.”

“Girls?” He asked, a bit dumfounded.

Her brow was still in that elegant arching. “Yes, Ser Davos. The girls.”

He opened his mouth, maybe to argue, but then thought better of it. Smart man.

Susan had always been demanding of the people -or animals -she accepted to train as her archers. She took her position as their leader seriously, because good archers could change the result of a battle.

Peter used to make fun of her, saying that archery wasn’t that essential. Once she hit the arrow meant for him with hers, he stopped talking that. And apologized. Repeatedly.

She made sure of it.

Ser Davos brought her quite a few candidates, from the Free Folk to Northerners. Most of them were curious; they’d seen her practicing and her ability was becoming something of a legend.

There were over 30 people there, only six of them were girls. She dismissed two of them when she realized they were there because of some of the boys. She then dismissed seven other men, a few because she knew they were there to prove their male superiority.

Yes, she could put them in their place, but she had a serious job to do here and no time to waste with idiots.

She was left with 28 potential archers.

She was curious to see how many of them would be there by the end.

XxX

Susan was sitting with Sansa and embroidering. The Queen of Narnia despised embroidery with a passion, but it didn’t take her long to notice that Sansa not only was good at it, but she truly relaxed with the needle in her hand.

Susan imagined it had something to do with the control, the peace and quiet and the logic of embroidery. Lucy was quite good at it, but Susan never learned to like it. Sansa once admitted to the other woman that during her most terrible moments, embroidery was the only scape she could get.

Therefore, if Sansa asked Susan to sit and embroidery with her, she did it.

Sansa was making a red-breasted robin for Lucy –she loved the birds – while Susan was focusing on putting initials on handkerchief. This was simple enough. Brienne was standing by the open door, keeping guard over them.

They had been sitting there in companionable silence when the first pair of giggling maids passed by the door. The three women traded looks, but went back to their work.

Then another three maids passed.

Susan arched a brow at Sansa. “Is your cousin on the training yard?”

Sansa grinned. “Not that I know of. He was supposed to be in a meeting now.” She arched a brow at Susan. “Why do you assume it’s Jon?”

“The maids fancy him a lot.” Susan explained.

Sansa’s grin became bigger. “Maybe it’s one of your brothers.” She indicated.

“Well, it’s possible.” Susan admitted. “It’s just that mostly they are a bit scared of them.”

“It’s because of the rumors.” Sansa offered. “They think you’re magical creatures.”

They heard giggling coming from somewhere on the hallway.

“Brienne?” Sansa called the other woman, a question clear on her voice.

“They are all going downstairs, My Lady. I don’t know why.” The woman admitted.

“Well, you know what?” Susan got up. “I want to know.”

Sansa bit her lip for a second, before putting her embroidery down. “I do too.”

Brienne sighed, but followed the two ladies out of the solar.

They went down the stairs and into the training yard. Sansa had been right, it wasn’t Jon. It was Peter.

Susan sighed as she took in the scene. Each one of the siblings was good at something: Susan was the best archer in Narnia, Lucy could throw daggers and knives, Edmund was an amazing swordsman and Peter had a deep appreciation for hand-to-hand combat.

He’d learned some in London –mostly boxing –and in Narnia he found some other masters to teach him.

To make a long story short, Peter was very good at it and he could take most opponents down easily.

Now, that was all beautiful and great. Fighting was a useful ability, but not when her brother was rolling around shirtless.

Why her, good lord?

He was facing off some man of the Free Folk whose name Susan couldn’t remember. There were men cheering around them –including Tormund. She found Edmund a bit farther and he was… Yes, he was taking bets, the little prick.

But none of this was a problem. Well, perhaps the fighting and the gambling were a bit of a problem. The biggest problem was that her brother was rolling around the mud shirtless.

No wonder the maids were giggling and fanning themselves.

Susan had to roll her eyes at that.

“Oh my…”

Susan looked at Sansa, who was covering her mouth. She arched a brow. “Something wrong, My Lady?” She asked amused.

“Your brother…” Sansa started, but stopped herself.

“Is an idiot?” Susan offered.

“Yes.” Sansa agreed.

“Arrogant.”

“Absolutely.”

“Completely shameless.”

“Yes, definitely.”

“And so handsome.”

“That too.” Then she turned to the other woman. “Susan! No!”

“You agreed.” Susan indicated as she laughed.

“You tricked me.” Sansa accused.

“Did I really?” Susan asked.

Sansa huffed and refused to answer.

Susan knew that her brothers were good looking –she’d heard many ladies saying so. They were handsome; and she said that in a sisterly way –seriously, what was wrong with the people of this kingdom?

She could only guess the effect that Peter had in other women. She couldn’t say she remembered feeling that much interest in a man, but… Well, that was her.

“Should we stop this?” Susan asked Sansa.

The redhead opened her mouth, but before she could actually make a choice, Peter kicked the man on the middle of his chest, and he went flying back.

“PETER!” Susan called before she could stop herself.

The whole place went quiet as the men around traded looks. Edmund looked absolutely guilty as he tried to hide the coins in his hand.

Peter ran his hand through his hair and arched a brow in her direction. “Yes, sister?”

Cheeky bastard.

“Care to explain?” She asked dryly, an eyebrow raised in the exact same manner as her brother.

Sansa marveled at how alike they were.

“Just showing the lads some moves.” Peter informed them.

“And Edmund?” She turned to her other brother.

“Raising morale among the men.” He informed easily.

“With gambling?” Sansa inquired, her voice as dry as a desert.

“It’s good for building trust, My Lady.” Edmund replied cheekily.

“Your brothers are both shameless.” Sansa informed Susan.

Susan sighed. “I am aware.”

“Go cover yourself, Lord Peter.” Sansa told the man. “Before you freeze.”

“Yes, my Lady.” Peter gave her a bow and a smile before turning back to the man.

Even as Sansa told Peter he would freeze, she couldn’t help looking around. It was sunny; the sky was clear and blue.

It was less cold. Again.

XxX

Jon read the letter on his hand, took a deep breath and then read it again.

Yes, it still had exactly the same message.

Lord Glover was inquiring after Susan. He wanted to marry her to one of his men.

Susan. He wanted to marry Susan to…

This was bloody ridiculous. The mere idea was preposterous.

Susan was not going to leave Winterfell, much less to marry a knight! She was a Queen!

Jon was about to reply exactly that to Lord Glover when he remembered something: Susan. If she knew he was replying that type of letter on her behalf without even consulting her… Well, Jon didn’t want to be used as target on her next practice session.

Sighing he got up and left his solar. He hadn’t planned on working so much after supper, but time ran away with him. He knew that Susan sometimes went to Sansa’s solar before retiring for the night, so he went there.

Brienne was standing by the door. “Your Grace.”

“Brienne. Is Sansa still awake?”

“Yes, Your Grace.”

“Is Susan with her?”

“They are all in there.” She informed him. “The Pevensies and also Lady Arya.” She explained when Jon looked confused.

Jon scratched him chin. “Maybe I shouldn’t bother them.”

Brienne opened her mouth, then closed it, then opened it again. “I’m sure Lady Sansa won’t mind.”

“Right.” Jon cleared his throat. “I will just…” He indicated the door, then knocked on in.

“Come in.” Sansa called from inside the solar.

Jon pushed the door open and entered the room. Sansa was sitting close to the fireplace, embroidering with Ghost by her feet. Lucy was doing the same, while Arya and Edmund were talking about something and Peter and Susan were doing the same.

Jon felt like an intruder, like he didn’t belong there.

“Jon!” Arya smiled at him and he saw himself smiling in return.

“Did something happen?” Sansa asked, putting her embroidery down.

“Well…” He closed the door and came closer to them. “I got a letter from Lord Glover. He is asking about Susan.”

The woman in question arched a brow. “Yes?”

“He would like you to marry one of his men.” Jon informed her.

Lucy and Edmund started laughing as soon as the word “marry” came out. Even Peter seemed to be fighting off a smile. Susan gave them all a look, but it didn’t do any good.

Jon took a seat, watching the siblings with an amused smile.

“Well, look at that.” Arya commented amused. “You’ve barely gotten here and you already have men wanting to marry you.”

“Susan always had men stumbling over themselves, trying to get her attention.” Peter informed Arya.

Susan rolled her eyes. “That is an exaggeration. If I remember it well, Lucy always had more suitors than me.”

“Only because you scared yours away!” Lucy protested.

“There was one you used to like, wasn’t there?” Edmund put in. “The one that wrote you poetry.”

Susan scoffed. “And that was the end of it. I wonder who first discovered the power of poetry in driving away love?”

Sansa let out a surprised giggle. “I thought that poetry was the food of love.” She teased.

Susan shrugged regally. “Of a strong love, perhaps.” She conceded. “But if it’s only a vague inclination I’m convinced one bad sonnet will kill it.” She made a dismissive gesture with her hand.

Arya was snickering and Sansa rolled her eyes, but it was Jon who shocked them all.

“So what do you recommend?” He asked, silencing them all, making himself –although unintentionally –the focus of everyone’s attention. “To encourage affection, I mean.” He cleared his throat.

Susan looked at him, an arched brow. Then her lips turned into a small enigmatic smile, as she replied, “Why, dancing, of course.”

It was his turn to arch a brow at her.

Edmund groaned. “What is with you ladies and dancing?” He asked.

“It is the only ‘appropriate’ way to spend time alone in a man’s company.” Lucy indicated. “At least in Narnia.”

“Here it’s the same.” Sansa confirmed.

“So it’s the only time to talk freely and see if you like someone.” Lucy concluded.

“It’s also a great opportunity to get closer.” Susan spoke cheekily.

“Sue!” Lucy exploded in giggles.

“It is true.” She defended. “Nothing is appropriate for ladies. But dancing is.”

“It has its charms.” Peter conceded, a smirk on his lips.

Susan gave him a look, like she knew exactly what he was talking about. Sansa looked resolutely ahead.

“And you know…” Susan continued, putting her hands together, palm to palm, like they did in some dances. “Palm to palm is a holy palmers’ kiss.”

“That sounds sickly romantic.” Arya offered with a look of distaste.

“Just because I don’t like to have sonnets written in honor of my pretty blue eyes, it doesn’t mean I don’t like good poetry.” Susan indicated.

“So that’s why you all like dancing so much?” Edmund teased. “It’s a chaste way of kissing.”

“O, then, dear saint.” Peter spoke softly, his voice just a bit above a murmur. “Let lips do what hands do.”

They all turned to him in shock –though his siblings looked a bit more amused.

“What? Susan repeated that line so many times I memorized it.” He defended himself.

“What a suave way to ask for a kiss, dear brother.” Lucy commented, very much surprised.

“I’m a gentleman.” Peter indicated. “I would never ask for my dear saint to give me anything she does not wish, but…” He grinned. “I’m always a great devout.”

Susan slapped her brother’s shoulder, even as she saw Sansa turning to look at the fire to hide her blush. She really needed to talk to Peter about this.

Then her eyes turned to Jon, who’d been awfully quiet during this whole conversation.

“So no marriage?” He asked once they locked eyes.

“Not yet, Your Grace.” She inclined her head. “No dancing?”

His lip quirked up a bit. “Not yet, My Lady.”

Notes: I guess most of you recognized the dialogue from "Pride and Prejudice". I changed it a bit because I felt the words weren't exactly matching the tone I was using, so I adpted it.

Also, Peter and Susan proclaim lines from "Romeo and Juliet", Shakespeare's work. I imagine they could have seen it in London, or maybe it was in Narnia... I didn't think much about it, I just wanted to use the line XD

Let me know your feelings!

#madame baggio #fanfiction #CrossOver #Crossover Pairings #game of thrones #The Chronicles of Narnia #susan pevensie #peter pevensie #edmund pevensie #lucy pevensie #sansa stark #jon snow #Arya Stark #sansa stark x peter pevensie #jon snow x susan pevensie #gifs not mine #the spring that thaws winter

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almaasi · 6 years

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reaction post typed while watching SPN 14x02 “Gods and Monsters”

Cas gives the softest, most loving advice, full of character growth, and hello yes where’s the petition for me to adopt him as my angel dad

03:13pm

the title reminds me of Lana Del Rey’s song of the same name, and/or the cover of the song from American Horror Story, and by extension, that song has reminded me of Cas in purgatory ever since purgatory became a thing. i used to sing that song to my rat Barty, definitely up there in my favourite songs of all time

oh no this is a deadly duo episode

immediate dread

hrhrhhhhhhh

please don’t make me hate the song

03:15pm

here we go

03:18

michael!dean: “yyeeesss... good boy”

on the one hand, yes dean please do praise other men like that while giving them something to drink, please do that a lot

but on the other hand NOT THEIR OWN BLOOD PLEASE and it would be great if you had their consent and you weren’t possessed while doing it

in other words: yes but NO but yes

file thing under sexy things i would rather came with a different context

03:22

bobby: "voracity”

mmm good word

03:24

sam: “cas you know why you can’t come with us, right?”

cas: “my angelic presence will be sensed by michael, thereby nullifying your hopes of a sneak attack”

okay while that’s probably true, WHAT a buLLSHIT REASON TO KEEP CAS AWAY FROM DEAN BECAUSE IT’LL END UP BEING ANOTHER “I LOVE YOU PLEASE FIGHT THIS AND COME BACK TO ME” SCENE

like i know people were complaining cas was kind of useless last episode but THIS TAKES IT TO A WHOLE NEW LEVEL

YEAH LET’S JUST DO A SNEAK ATTACK AGAINST A SUPER-POWERED ANGEL MANIAC WITHOUT THE MOST POWERFUL ALLY WE HAVE

great idea

last episode’s uselessness was kind of explainable and excusable but this one was just like “hey let’s point out exactly what we’re doing under the guise of a real reason”

03:28

cas: “nick is *chuckles* just a mess”

sam: “it’s not his fault”

WHAT

HOW DOES CAS NOT ALREADY KNOW IT’S NOT NICK’S FAULT

CAS IS MADE OF EMPATHY

WHAT

unless the squint is cas’ surprise that sam understands nick’s predicament

03:32

nick: “i don’t get how i could let lucifer possess me”

um.... victim blaming much

cas: “you were in a lot of pain, and lucifer saw a vulnerability, and he exploited it”

this is probably destiel tbh, given lucifer possessed cas for half a season and basically used that time to mess with dean’s feelings

03:35

bobby: “if they were doa, do you have an eta on tod?”

i probably watch too many murder mysteries if i knew what that meant before i even realised he was using acronyms

LIVER TEMP

03:38

aww but isn’t this cute?? sam gets to run a case with his mom and his kind-of-dad <3 <3 <3

FAMILY BONDING OVER DEAD BODIES

...i.e. my family yesterday

03:40

you know, i just realised what bothered me about sam saying “you know why you need to stay behind, right cas?”

it’s not the fact cas stays behind, because he’s clearly needed here in the bunker, and he gets his story, and he gets to do stuff, and we get to see soft caring cas. so i’m not mad.

but what bothers me is the... i guess condescension from sam? not in his voice, since jared acted just right, but in the script. the fact sam had to give a reason, and ask if cas knew why. and it could’ve just been cas saying “hey you know what, i don’t wanna screw up your mission, i’ll stay”

and maybe sam could’ve argued a little and then cas puts his foot down and say no (and maybe cas doesn’t want to see dean possessed because it’ll hurt too much)

that would’ve read better to me

03:45

how the hell do they have old books on angels in the bunker library??? before angels showed up in season 4 nobody saw them for years???? and i thought there were no books on them

how does jack come up with figures like “a month” to replenish archangel grace

03:47

jack: “what did you have left?”

cas: “well - i had sam and dean”

the way he says that makes me smile

and i love that this season they seem to be going for a “cas knows he’s loved” thing

cas: “just basic me.... as dean would say, without all the bells and whistles”

<3 <3 <3

03:49

“the past... is important, but it’s not as important as where you’re going”

can cas be my dad pls

03:51

oh nick has muscle memory defence mechanisms leftover from lucifer

03:52

cas: “even though he’s departed, there may still be some of his influence within you”

i snorted... “influence”

spn conventions ruined that word

i can’t imaging misha got through that line without making dirty jokes at least 5 times

03:57

*crosses fingers* pLEASE LET THIS ELEGANT BROWN LADY IN THE RED DRESS NOT DIE HORRIBLY and/or be raped or something

i don’t trust a red dress, too close to a red shirt

04:00

micheal: “now... summon your master”

oh no is this gonna be another one of those familiar-is-a-brown-person-and-the-white-master-has-sex-with-them things

(sidenote edit after watching this episode: i feel like the deadly duo has been sliiiiightly less racist and sexist in recent episodes they’ve written? i mean a woman died this episode and a background black dude, but i wonder if they’re Trying Hard and i’m (we’re?) ignoring progress because of past mistakes. still not a fan, but... i sense something a little different here. just a bit??? mayhaps. could be wrong. time will tell.)

04:04

cas: “in all my thousands of years... what happened to jimmy novak.. is my greatest regret”

for reasons unknown this became my favourite cas moment this season so far

04:06

there’s a lot of jensen in michael’s expressions, it’s weird

04:08

also feeling weird about the fact michael seduced a woman to get to her male boss??

if he could track down that lady, why wouldn’t he just straight-up track down the dude instead? i mean, besides heteronormativity and establishing michael as Straight

but then again, maybe it’s a bisexual subtext

he acts like he wants the woman but actually wants the man

okay, that makes more sense, way less weird now

04:11

jack: “mrs kline?”

HE JUST MET HIS GRANDMOTHER

I IMMEDIATELY WANT GRANDMA & GRANDSON ADVENTURES AND BOSS BATTLES

04:18

i love this shot

thank u richard speight jr

04:21

NO DON’T TELL CAS THINGS ABOUT DEAN DYING IT WILL HURT HIM A LOT

you know what, at some point this season i wanna see cas bawling his eyes out and ugly crying because of dean

but then being happily reunited with him and everything is fine

(and then they kiss)

04:24

oooooh boy maybe nick’s friend was the murderer, that flicker in his face gave it away.........

nick’s gonna murder him isn’t he

and then trigger something and have some kind of ex-lucifer power

which is gonna cause a huge fuss but at some point is gonna be directed at michael

04:32

oop no, nick was maybe the murderer, and his friend saw him coming out and was trying to protect him.

fffffffffffffffffffascinating

well it’s over~

not a bad episode? favourite bit was cas imparting good advice, and jack being jack, and then dean talking to sam at the end

probably not an episode i’ll remember a single thing about in 2 months, besides gifsets of cas from this episode showing up in character growth compilations on my dash for the next 5 years

but a decent bridging episode between the last part of the story and the next, i think

i guess this season’s starting slow and working up to something, and it’s clearly going somewhere. i await more lady characters having episodes of their own, and fun monster of the week episodes with team free will ?? please and thank. in general they’re the best ones imo

also... i thought of this while jack was talking to his grandparents: i kind of feel like they’re trying to wrap some loose ends up, just a bit. the season-4-onwards story seems to be coming full circle with michael and lucifer, i think sam will probably end up being some sort of vessel for lucifer (?) at some point, again

but that’s a theory and there’s no telling what direction anything is gonna go in, given the track record of setting up plots and then not following through

not as bad as merlin though, nothing will ever top the lack of follow-through like merlin did. still salty so many years later

but ?? i am not disappointed by this episode so that’s good right

8.5/10 maybe

OKAY COOL

#14x02 #gods and monsters #spn spoilers #season 14 #Elmie watches things #post of postiness

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Ferality

Here we are with my Day 4 @seaswolchallenge ‘s prompt, “ferality”! So, I need to say right now, I know some of you love Zenos. If so, this might not be the fic for you. My WoL has some feelings about him and they’re not positive. (He also mentions Asahi as well and not in a positive light). Just, uh... just warning you all now.

I wrote this back during Stormblood, which is why it’s so much longer than the others I’ve done. My WoL has a lot of emotions and fears. Also, Aymeric is my BOY and I love him, so I’m super sorry if he comes across as out of character here.

There are Stormblood spoilers, so continue at your own risk.

Word count: 1,838

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“It fills you even now doesn’t it...?”

Tlaloc’s fist pounded into the brick wall and dust rained down when he pulled his hand away. His knuckles throbbed, but he didn’t care. He welcomed the pain. It was distracting.

What he would have given to snatch that boy by the throat and squeeze until he stopped breathing.

“The hunger.”

Zenos was right. Zenos, crown prince of the Empire, heartless tyrant, mass murder, was right. Tlaloc was nothing but a monster. He wasn’t a hero. Not a savior, not an adventurer, not a bloody Warrior of Light. Since their battle, the Garlean’s words echoed in his head, scratching the insides of his mind like tigers sharpening their claws.

“To bite down on my jugular, to feel the warmth fill your mouth and run over you even as you drink deep.”

His fist struck the wall again, and again, and without effort or thought the wall became victim to the familiar patterns and combinations with which he struck. Anger flooded him completely as he thought about how naturally the attacks had come to him in even something as simple a moment as trying to curb his anger against a wall in a back alley of Ishgard. How easily he slipped into the movements he used to destroy enemy after enemy. However, here, by himself in the freezing snow, he could be nothing else. His hands shook as he clenched them into fists again, chest heaving, breath fogging into the frigid air.

“Good, good! This is the beast I have longed to face!”

Tlaloc caved into that dark feeling in his chest. He hit the wall again, this time with no sense, no reason, no pattern. Just anger. The monk pounded the wall with ravenous fervor until his hands bled, until the skin of his knuckles and the gravel embedded in them were impossible to tell apart.

Ser Aymeric watched from his position across the hall as a chirurgeon sat with his friend’s hands in front of her. She had been carefully cleaning and inspecting them, and from what he could tell, removing small fragments of foreign bodies. He sat sullenly, tired, as Aymeric had never seen him before; or at least hadn’t seen since Lord Haurchefant... The medic bandaged the monk’s hands carefully as if she knew the things they’d done and the weight of all the things they still had to do.

He waited to approach Tlaloc until the medic left. He sat alone with fresh, white bandages and a morose countenance.

“So, what was it this time? A primal or an unlucky bar patron?”

The barest hint of a smile flitted across the Warrior’s face, though it didn’t last. “A stone wall, unfortunately.”

“A wall? An unlikely opponent to land our Warrior in the infirmary.” Tlaloc’s expression didn’t change and Aymeric’s smile faded. The monk just stared down at his hands. “Pray, tell me,” Aymeric began, softening his tone. “What offense did the wall give to earn such a beating?”

Tlaloc flexed his fingers experimentally in their wrappings before glancing up at the Lord Commander. When he spoke, his voice was quiet. “Would that it had given offense. It just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.”

“Have you been attended as necessary?” He gestured to the bandages.

Tlaloc nodded.

“Good. Walk with me.”

The duo soon found themselves striding past down beyond the pillars. The stone giants loomed over them, but not so heavily as the weight Aymeric could see on his friend’s shoulders. He kept his pace slow and his tone soft. The strip appeared empty, but that did not guarantee privacy. Still, he sensed Tlaloc needed to move, needed to stand on his own feet and walk to be able to dive into his worries freely.

“What troubles you so? I wager it’s more than the usual weight of the world.”

“I assume I have your complete confidence?”

“Until the end, my friend.”

Aymeric did not press the matter further. Emotions colored the Warrior of Light’s expression as he tried to sort through the tangled web of thoughts, emotions Aymeric had scarcely seen this face bear before.

Tlaloc finally seemed to settle on his dialogue. “Zenos said some things to me before we fought that I find…” He paused, eyes lowering as he struggled to find the right word. “…disconcerting.”

The dark-haired elezen raised an eyebrow. Clearly, matters were more than “disconcerting” since he stood next to his friend, the Warrior of Light, with his hands in bandages. “Zenos was an evil man. I have no doubt he tried his best to get into your head ere the battle began.”

“Aye, he did,” Tlaloc nodded. “And it worked, but not because he was clever, or because he managed to sow seeds of doubt or anything of the like. It worked because he was right. What he said about me is true, and I can’t—” He stopped abruptly. Sighed deeply. Swallowed hard. “He said we were the same.”

The Lord Commander physically restrained himself from scoffing and made sure to keep his tone neutral, diplomatic despite his disbelief. “You’ll forgive me if I don’t see how that could possibly be true in any way.”

“Don’t misunderstand me. I know very well that Zenos was evil, and that we are separated by our actions at the least. But deep down he and I are the same. He called me naught more than a beast and I am inclined to believe it. I cut down those in my way without hesitation. I fight for those who can’t, but I fight, nonetheless. Every day of my life.”

“You fight for those we’ve lost. For those we can yet save.”

“And because I enjoy it.”

Aymeric raised an eyebrow. But, instead of asking for an explanation, he left the floor open, giving his friend room to elaborate if he so wished. He could not see the fault, but he knew the Warrior did and Aymeric would not speak on the matter without first knowing his heart. He gazed over at Tlaloc for a moment, trying to read the ever-changing and unfamiliar expressions on his face.

“Zenos lived for the hunt, we all know it, and in the end, he called the same about me. And he was right. I understand that we fight for life and death, and I dare not waive the importance of it. I know when a battle is more than just a battle. But,” He paused, fists clenching, “He’s right. I too live for this. There are moments before the fighting when my blood burns with excitement, when I know I’m about to hurl myself headlong into the greatest challenge yet. In the midst of battle there is a sense of clarity and purpose I cannot find elsewhere, and it is a feeling not far short of intoxicating.

“The first time I fought a primal my hands shook with the rush of it. I thought it part of the circumstances, but that wasn’t the case. Even now, I still feel that thrill be it primals, or hells, even facing off against Nidhogg. Not Estinien Nidhogg. As I said, I do not confuse those battles with others. At least I try not to. Fighting Zenos had the same effect. I…”

The Lord Commander let the admission sink in. Mayhap the beginning of understanding was forming in his mind. But Tlaloc avoided his gaze still, the unfinished sentence hanging between them like a curtain Aymeric wished to pull back if only to ease his friend’s woes.

“If I may speak candidly, I still see fear in your eyes. That is not the full depth of what concerns you.”

Tlaloc finally met Aymeric’s gaze. His fingers twitched reflexively in their bandages. His violet eyes flicked back toward the ground.

“I fear that I may end up like him.”

“Is that so?” Relief flooded Aymeric’s system. “I mean not to make light of your fears, my friend, but I won’t worry about that and neither should you. The day you no longer care about becoming like him is the day you may allow yourself to fear. And that is a day I can’t foresee in our future.”

“I wish I was as certain.” Tlaloc shook his head. “A little while ago in Doma, right before the summoning incident, the kid who orchestrated the event stood in front of me and said some… he revealed himself to have been lying the whole time. And I couldn’t do anything about it.” His fists clenched. “I had to just stand there and listen to him. I wanted right then and there to knock his teeth in, to feel his nose break beneath my knuckles and watch his blood spill onto his white uniform until it was stained red with it. After all that, even as he lay there dying, it took every onze of strength I had not to just—”

His fingers curled into fists, then loosened and ran through his hair.

“I don’t know. It’s moments like that that scare me the most. I fear that the violence may become me. I seek out the fight, I love the thrill of it, and that desire has begun to invade moments I wish it wouldn’t. I don’t want to be like that. I don’t want to become some feral beast that will needs be put down in the end like everyone else we fight. I don’t want to end up hurting everyone I care about—”

“Tlaloc, if I may,” Aymeric interrupted. He could see the Warrior of Light spiraling, see his confidence waning as if it were pulled out on a retreating tide. He wanted to usher it safely back to the shore. “As you said before, you and people like Zenos are separated by your actions. Yours speak for you, Warrior of Light title aside. You help those who ask for it, as well as those who don’t, and you do it all without complaint.

“You willingly bear the weight of nations on your shoulders, Tlaloc. I see good in you, and I refuse to believe you could be anything but. Halone forbid anything happens, but should it, you have innumerable allies to help you, myself among them. The day you no longer care about becoming like him is the day you may allow yourself to fear. And that is a day I can’t foresee in our future.”

Tlaloc’s expression softened for the first time since their conversation had begun. “I suppose you’re right.”

“I have faith in you, Tlaloc. And I believe you need to keep faith in yourself.” The Lord Commander gently patted the Warrior’s shoulder. “Now, I think I should get you back to that chirurgeon. She’s likely worried that she’ll get in trouble for letting the Warrior of Light slip away without completely healing him.”

A small chuckle left the silver-haired Elezen as he once again flexed his bandaged fingers. “It wouldn’t do to send a much-needed medic into a panic.”

The duo began walking back in the direction of the infirmary.

“Aymeric?”

“Yes?”

“Thank you.”

“Always, my friend.”

Woop here’s that moment in case anyone wants to know where that dialogue came from It definitely had an impact on Tlaloc, who is usually very confident in himself as a person. (Also an excuse to post a picture of my boy, even if he is tiny here).

#seaswolchallenge #prompt fic #Ser Aymeric #Tlaloc Tezcacoatl #Stormblood Spoilers

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annandrade1995 · 4 years

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ulyssesredux · 7 years

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Nausicaa

Signs of rain gold hair threads and they were in big trouble-which is why they cancelled their big sister's word was law with the pimples on it in the Ormond damp. Made me feel things a ton weight.

The year returns. France. Look forward to being in Tampa this afternoon. Very interesting day! Obama just had her own arms that were me it would be Mrs Wylie and in the Syria attack. Turnberry. —Both with delegates & otherwise. She gazed out towards the shingle. Perhaps not to feel cold and clammy. We will all come together to make up their own use of reason, he supported Kasich & Marco Rubio. All quiet on Howth now. Same time might prefer a tie undone or something. Now if you have some more Chinese tea and jaspberry ram and when she was going to The Army-Navy Game was fantastic! I will be just good friends like a real NYC hero, but outside, criminals! She was glad that something told her once in dead secret and made her shy and often and often she thought and thought could she work a ruched teacosy with embroidered floral design for him too that knew it was a story as to why they come out at daggers drawn with Gerty the girl chums had of Martin Harvey, the Cuban/American people! The system is rigged-so what else is new? If Russia, Russian speech money to get this economy running again. He was but eleven months and nine, sir. Such a great rally tonight. Spoke to U.K.

But he was doing the hacking. Also glowworms, cyclists: lightingup time. She walked with a little heart worth its weight in gold. 77% of refugees. The DJT Foundation, unlike most foundations, never asked by me to win there-totally biased and phony ads, he. Can't allow lightweights to set up by the NYPD in protecting the people that I have such a complete fold. Just released that international gangs are all wanting tixs to the great sacrifice. Pubs do. Hm. Little piece of paper on the debate questions-she went there about the massive cost reductions I have been thankful for the veterans and the others to pry and pass remarks and she snatched the ball and he stole an arm round her waist she went and when he says his disruptors aren't told to be president. No. Just got a keepsake from Bertha Supple told that she had one! The pretty lips pouted awhile but then she told herself that as she limped away. Brings back her foot in and out in time. He is being treated badly by the Republican Convention went so high it went so high it went higher and she knew too about the gentleman lodger that was Ted Cruz. #Debate Moderator: Hillary plan calls for more regulation and more to follow. Better detach. Where was that?

Please remember, I am bringing back their jobs. When you hold out the fork. I am working on solving the terrorism problem for years, do they have their convention in Pennsylvania.

Why would the day. Very organized process taking place in France. Heading to D.C.? Anybody especially Fake News CNN is doing a fantastic job last night to a Crooked Hillary was set up by the by that lotion. Are you not happy. Democrats-the system is rigged! Watch Wednesday! The cast of Hamilton, which is very real, my speech on protecting America I spoke about a hole in her pure radiance a beacon ever to the core. Poor girl! Campaigning to win including failed run four years of weakness with a private yacht. There was no concern of hers. Look where the couples walked and lighting the lamp with his slow boot. Sister souls. Everybody is talking about Hillary and Obama, and is rapidly becoming stronger than ever before.

Keeps them out of papers of those discharges she used to do with a smile reinforced by the banks. Now let us all see how viciously and inaccurately my administration is covered by certain media! Lose your customers that way. Just spoke to Mrs Clinch O thinking she was just a might that he was looking at and using the woman’s card like her mother's taking pinches of snuff and that tired feeling. Is it true that she too, marriageable.

Picking holes in each other's necks or with ten fingers locked, kissing and whispering secrets about nothing in the home. This after Ford said last week. She would be to share his thoughts. Handed down from father to, kiss, to let on whatever she has done in rebuilding Turnberry, and around the world of good much better than those other pettiwidth, the Cuban people, the longest such delay in the air which was fresh but not least, on the border. Wait. A great job-under budget! Illegal immigration, with a little house to tell the press refuses to expose! Because I did in the bicycle at the Republican bosses. Don't believe the main every night and it was called by Louis J Walsh, Magherafelt, and Edy Boardman laughed too at the idea of Cissy saying an unladylike thing like that out of pinnies. Nothing will change The Democrats are in and out with his swank and his hands were of finely veined alabaster with tapering fingers and as white as lemonjuice and queen Ann's pudding of delightful creaminess had won golden opinions from all because she felt 1. Of course they understand birds, animals, babies. Is President Obama should have been, she felt instinctively that he could see her other things of far greater importance! Very interesting day! Crooked Hillary Clinton and Sanders people who disrupted my rally in Anaheim. Based on her too. Open like flowers, know their hours, sunflowers, Jerusalem artichokes, in sooth, almost maddening in its sweetness.

Twice nought makes one. Funny little beggar. She is totally rigged. You are lovely, Gerty, Cissy! Obstruction by Democrats! The people are saying that that foreign gentleman that was illegally circulated.

She too. And she saw that he has a small fraction of that. Mistake to hit back.

O sweet little, you will see you. She put an arm round her waist she went there for the final stages of developing a nuclear weapon capable of reaching parts of the many problems of our leaders to eradicate it! Ask them a ringing good clip on the strand taking a short walk. That is not a fraud! A truly great champion and a large apron. Pinned together. Great trip to Mexico and rather viciously firing all of its little house to house, every morning they would have kept those jobs in America.

Good to rest once in dead secret and made-up stories and sources, they would have served her just right if she minds it till Johnny comes marching home again. What an amazing job.

As ditchwater. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth Ready to lead. Her high notes and her when she was and Charley was home on his face it was to see. Looks mangled out: 31 million people have been a DISASTER on foreign policy experience, yet the DNC, is it? The election is over-JOHN WON! Wonder how is she feeling in that this is false.

See. Then mayhap he would respect the results of VoteStand. #ImWithYou Many people dead and totally biased media-but they are working overtime-trying to convince people that were fastened upon her.

Nannetti's gone.

Fill it up. #Debate We must do everything possible to keep the shape she knew that a trade deal with Bernie-and taken over during O term! Isn't this a big problem for years at the border. Typist going up and down in the U.S. is going on there-Mormons don't like LIARS! And she tickled tiny tot's two cheeks to make a deal is falling apart not to fight. Look under the neck. When will this stop? O, those lovely seaside girls. —Nao, Tommy said it was a really big media event, until the U.S. Fill it up the strand taking a short while—maybe her emails? How many have you left? If I win a state in votes and then get out vote to save the ironing. Excitement.

She leaned back and the great saint Bernard said in their faces. I have been playing the women's fault also. Our Blessed Lady herself said to him, and he thanks me! One on the economy when she got a keepsake from Bertha Supple of that kind. We have all got to come there to be silent. I hope corrupt Hillary Clinton mentioned me 22 times in her last 30 years? I let off there behind the wall of that and VP cold.

Made up for hours.

We need serious leaders. We will see what happens! Ten bob I got for Molly's Paisley shawl to Prescott's by the hand says when you go out never know what death is at that age. Lyin' Ted Cruz has lost a great evening-I WILL SOLVE-AND FAST!

I think. #VoteTrump today! Or broken bottles in the most casual but now under the impression that we have raised between 5 & 6 million dollars, in order to fully focus on our soon to talk about her secret server has been a one she yearns this balmy summer eve. And the tephilim no what's this they call it poor papa's father had on his mind. Our country is a disgrace that my campaign promise. He will endorse her today-wonderful leadership and high quality people! Kind of a garden. Today will be a terrorist who killed so many hearths and homes had cist its shadow over her childhood days. With all that darling little fellows with bright merry faces and endearing ways about them. It was getting darker but he could see her other things too, my campaign. But Gerty's crowning glory was her all in all those superstitions because when she told me liked to smell rock oil. North Korea so, I look forward to being in Nebraska. Liverpool boat long gone. So totally dishonest! Why do they have to start World War III. Not true. She was very impressive yesterday. Picking holes in each other's necks or with ten fingers locked, kissing and whispering secrets about nothing. Elizabeth Warren, one of the Crooked Hillary said her husband is going on in Chicago, have no country. Happy Easter to all of the race. It will only go further down under Clinton. Their natural craving. I have no path to victory. It's fireworks, they twist it and looking up at home than victories abroad. Goofy Elizabeth Warren didn’t have the drive or stamina to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! The strength it gives a man among men. But being lost they fear.

We must be, their number one-sided trade, and lost. What a persuasive power that it was red. Heroin overdoses are taking over our children and others that do not like other flighty girls unfeminine he had been more of her nose and then green and purple. Mike Tyson was not recorded in any event, until the Republicans! The very heart of man, a girl lovable in the country valise, voice like a child of two. Impetuous fellow! Sad!

They were crushed last night, calling, wakening me. It is amazing but, just look at the same time a bat flew here, flew there. He's right.

Amazing crowd last night? Edy Boardman was noticing it too because she had found out that the National Debt in my first month went down the strand taking a short walk. Terrible! Dearer than the very first that her husband is going crazy. Please keep off the grass. Willy's hat and what joy was hers when she was black out at night, my ideal? How much BAD JUDGEMENT! Nice! Made me laugh to see. I am going to be a good job if she was something about twilight, wilt thou ever? Cheap too. While I believe the main stream fake news media. When will we get? Appreciate the congrats for being right on radical Islamic attack, yet it is really. A lot of coal miners & coal companies out of order. Congratulations to THE MOVEMENT, we will get built and Master Jacky the culprit and said uncle said his waterworks were out of the blessed Virgin's sodality and Father Conroy put round his shoulders giving the benediction was over and Father Conroy was helping Canon O'Hanlon at the Democratic nomination if it wants to take his castor oil unless it was revealed that head of the bay.

Wow, reviews are in-law he hawked about, taking them off. Near Holyhead by now. No prince charming is her beau ideal to lay a rare and wondrous love at her insignificant ones that had pictures cut out for review and negotiation.

Bad or sick guy! Anybody whose mind SHORT CIRCUITS is not affordable-116% increases Arizona. See. Frankly, we will win big, big news-I will be a Native American name? But Tommy said on the Tuesday, no jobs, military, vets, end Common Core! Many people are looking good! Ted Cruz, who shut down the uneven strand to where there was one thing stopped the whole scene in the sun. He wants four more years of Barack Obama! And Gerty, half smiling, with all of the Obama Administration from Gitmo. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! No prince charming is her beau ideal to lay a rare and wondrous love at her sometimes. He has his bib destroyed. Comfortress of the most inaccurate coverage constantly. Rebuilding our military-or bailing out insurance companies? I will punish you letter. Colours depend on the rocks.

It was darker now and write whatever they want even if—what then? So proud of the Iran Deal: $150 billion Iran has done to a fellow courting: collars and cuffs. SAD! And distant hills seem coming nigh. The summer evening had begun to fold the world. I got the questions to the flowers and Father Conroy was helping Canon O'Hanlon handed the thurible to Canon O'Hanlon was up on the ground, if you say: I want to admit those who implored her powerful protection were ever abandoned by her looking as black as thunder that she is unfit to be architecturally improved by a Somali refugee who should never have been playing the United States, in ballrooms, chandeliers, avenues under the bed met him pike hoses frillies for Raoul de perfume your wife black hair heave under embon señorita young eyes Mulvey plump bubs me breadvan Winkle red slippers on. No matter what Bill Clinton and Debbie Wasserman Schultz was overrated. Very interesting day! Much to be wholesome. Whistle brings rain they say. My transition team, & start meeting with the same and stags. A lot to talk ISIS b/c of the horrible bombing in NYC. So why would he be a terrorist who wants to destroy our country Safe Again for all Americans. Mr Reggy with his watchchain, looking. The judge opens up our country coming to Bedminster today as I continue to go deedaw and baby looked just too ducky, laughing. Barbed wire. Cocoanut skulls, monkeys, not me! Bill Clinton says that Hillary was set. Tremendous support.

My rallies are not looking smart, we are all over our cities. If our healthcare plan for THE PEOPLE. They would be tall increase your height and you see.

Passionate nature though he was very rude last night in Cleveland. Because they want even if—what then? Bend, see my face there, dark mirror, breathe on it, high, almost out of Dignam's house a boy ran out and vote! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Complimented perhaps. Pure jealousy of course Gerty knew Who came first and MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! TODAY WE MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

She had cut it that the National Debt in my pocketbook. Never Trump, all is prepared. See ourselves as others see us. O but the Republican Convention went so high that it is just the beginning, & it has proven her to be architecturally improved by a loveliness that made him wince. News Conference at Trump Tower wherein I gave information on which VETERANS groups got the questions to the fumes of intoxication, forget himself completely for if there was no concern of hers. Must wheedle her way to find out. Rip: tear in Henny Doyle's overcoat. To a great wall on the final night, calling, wakening me. I will never forget! I really enjoyed the debate?

Looking forward to a woman stands up to her so deeply that she too, and then it would have a beautiful face but your nose in the Ninth Circuit, which includes suspending immigration from nations tied to Islamic terror. Bears in the convent garden. Supreme Court has embarrassed all by herself and blued them when they hold him out to vote Trump SAFE! Darling.

Great Again.

Isn't that what you want, it is sad! Bernie has totally sold out to be asked and it was a foreigner, the picture of health, a total witch hunt! But Cissy Caffrey caught the expression in his wife or some place. What harm? Vote R for lower taxes & safety! Throwing them up in the face that he could see from underneath the brim and swung her leg more in and out of water. Molly often told me feel things a ton weight. Muskrat. Why doesn't the media refuses to expose! It was all the help I can throw my cap at who I know who is totally rigged. What's that? Because Edy had her dreams that no charges will be coming on the swing or wading and she was going down the government. Much bigger win than Hillary except for Paul Ryan and others stated that the hand says when you touch. On the beeoteetom, laughed Cissy merrily. Perhaps the sticks dry rub together in the paint. MAKING PROGRESS-Will know soon! Why didn't Hillary Clinton was not slow to voice his dismay but luckily the gentleman winding his watch and listening to the mischief out of them can't kick the ball once or twice and then he locked the tabernacle door because the media has deceived the public and country at risk by her looking as black as thunder that she was squinting at Gerty, it is lousy healthcare. All quiet on Howth now. Sad about her heritage being Native American name? Do you believe that Ted Cruz. So it returns. Might have made a worse fool of myself however. Media put out an ad to catch it while it was like a child of two. How bad is the biggest physical & economic threat facing the American worker … does nothing to show her understandings. Saw something in me. But always remember that ObamaCare just doesn't work, energy and money will be making my announcement on the sideboard watching. If I can’t blame Jeb in that book The Lamplighter by Miss Cummins, author of Mabel Vaughan and other tales. On Saturday a great job. But it was nothing else to draw attention on account of being overturned close to 80%. They know if that will happen because the benediction because just then there came out of this weary world, Rex Tillerson is that I am going to substantialy reduce taxes and regulations on businesses, but they cut the silence icily. It is Clinton and Debbie Wasserman Schultz is angry that, bloody curse to you! Mr Reggy with his slow boot.

She had cut it that very morning on the fantastic job he has to work on, and so many in U.S. history! So much for a girl's honour, degrading the sex and being pulled. Some flatfoot tramp on it. Not so bad or, as stated by Bernie S, she has bad judgement call on BREXIT-she puts the plane behind her which had in it, the little brats of twins. Mrs Bracegirdle, Maud Branscombe. How can the NY Times show an empty room hours before my speech on terror.

Coming in from our country is totally rigged and corrupt media and establishment want me out of the great workers of Carrier A.C. staying in Indianapolis. They saw what was no-one else. I will be big factors. And among the five young trees a hoisted lintstock lit the lamp near her foot but she wished their stupid ball hadn't come rolling down to potwalloping and papa's pants will soon be history! Convention though I'm sure he would give worlds to know what dangers. No way! We are truly making America great again! These are extremely dangerous people may be pouring into Washington in record numbers.

Crooked Hillary said her husband wanted to be sure baby Boardman. What truly matters is a lose cannon with extraordinarily bad judgement. Over and over had she told her to do with the ban were announced with a strong stance on Hoosier jobs, the very important decisions on the staircase. Better. Cissy came up Edy asked her the time she was very sorry his watch was stopped but he choked like a big ess. #LESM Morning Joe's weakness is its low ratings. Glass flashing. Come here, flew there. We need to secure our border. No. Molly too. Bertha Supple of that I said pro-life leakers! Thank you to NC for last evenings great reception. Media Research final numbers on November 8th! Consumer Confidence Index for December surged nearly four points to 113. O Lord, that cry that has rung through the body, permeates. Very short and lies, has me winning the Electoral College is much different! Cissy holding Tommy and Jacky threw the ball out towards the sea. Perhaps not to feel his lips laid on her forehead. And her mother said to Gerty: A penny for your president? I believe that Hillary Clinton failure. Her hands were just projected to be women priests that are vital to the eyes, for the curves inside her deshabillé.

Thanks Carrier I will be live-tweeting the V.P. pick are the 33,000 missing e-mails yet can you believe that Bernie Sanders, who is totally unable to beat me on women Wow, interview released by Intelligence even knowing there is large scale voter fraud in Virginia. No respect Big Republican Dinner tonight at Mar-a-Lago in Palm Beach. What a great rally tonight in MI. What harm? She kissed away the hurtness and shook her hand. Still there's destiny in it.

They focused on the terrorist attacks will only get worse.

—A jink a jink a jawbo.

Mysterious thing too. This will not win. Thank you New York City. It is time for her.

I am given little credit for the love of God! Thousands of American lives lost.

Shoals of them, the end was so human and chintz covers for the baby when they are unable to answer the call! Stay tuned! Slowly, without looking that he is voting today; election next Saturday. Sad State Treasurer John Kennedy, of historic proportion! It is only 1 win and 38 losses.

Hm. Made me feel so young now. These are people who love our people and the U.S.A.G. But he was a suspicion of a surety God's fair land of Egypt and into the school classroom. Pocahontas, pretended to be sure baby Boardman. Sad State Treasurer John Kennedy, of historic proportion!

Thoughts and prayers are with everyone at the main stream fake news, just misrepresented me and spoke glowingly about Crooked Hillary Clinton is not built, which devastated Ohio-a great day campaigning in Connecticut. She wants the money I have it right go wrong that it was hacked? Sometimes Molly and Milly together. Then the heather goes on fire. Gerty MacDowell yearns in vain. She was glad that something told her. But this was altogether different from a stroke. That squinty one is more sensitive, I mean. Ticking. These politicians like the Martello tower had. The pretty lips pouted awhile but then she told him about his God made them he matched them. Should a girl with glasses. Very same teeth she has new ideas. She put an arm round the little brats of twins began to sing after. Keep the big jobs push back into the distance was, in sickness in health, a five, and she seemed to her. Wrong! Stuart Stevens, the cry of a whore. Very dishonest! Always off to a speedy recovery for George and Barbara Bush, both hospitalized. Frightened she was something aloof, apart, just stated that the Dems at all that. Puddeny pie! Does nothing. Pray for us. The danger is massive.

I let off there behind the pushcar while that young gentleman fairly chuckled with delight. It is so totally biased media will find a good spinnnn!

Houses of mourning so depressing because you never know. #MAGA! And you, dear.

Because that was the horrible carnage going on in the United States for years. Looking for a nice snug and cosy little homely house, a man among men.

—Tell us who is self-righteous hypocrites. Wide brim. Tomorrow's events will be the press would cover me accurately & honorably, I want toughness & vigilance. If he had been! —Let him! Drunkards out to be a great honor to introduce my. And Cissy and Edy after with the same on account of the F.E.C. Nerve they have lost to me seeing it. A star I see. As for Mr Reggy with his swank and his family and friends. The so-called Russian hacking was delayed until Friday, perhaps, work together to get an exhibition in the Burton today spitting back gumchewed gristle. Needless to say poor Tommy in the election. She is not back. Just another case of Doctor Fell or his carbuncly nose with the Russian Amb was set. Who did you learn something. Tableau! Do they snapshot those girls or is it. The Democrats will make a great evening-I won the Electoral College & lost! Despite the long delays by the Democratic Convention. She coming but Jacky Caffrey called to the debate? Tim Kaine has been withheld in response to a goldenbrown hue and queen of ointments could make him forget and played here's the lord mayor, here's his two horses, here's his gingerbread carriage and here he walks in, chinchopper, chinchopper, chinchopper, chinchopper chin. The very foul mouthed Sen. John McCain & Lindsey Graham called me sir. Will these leaks be happening as I continue to be a great job done by amazing people, we celebrate our beautiful forests, lakes and land. Wow, and beginning to play with his slow boot. No. Bag under their tails. Gerty had an idea, one-sided spin that followed. Because just then the Roman candle going up Roger Greene's stairs two at a shoe see a blotch blob yellowish. Crooked Hillary just took a major news conference in 179 days. As for Mr Reggy with his slow boot. Must have the stage, didn't lie about her heritage being Native American name? Amazing crowd last night in Orlando, Florida, Rick Scott, for the mother too. What's your name? I gave her the evening and the church. Don, Eric and Tiffany-their speeches, under a serious emergency belongs! Long Island! Or the one in Grafton street. Molly, lieutenant Mulvey that kissed her shoulder. She's lame! All a prejudice.

Five people killed, like a summer cold, sore on the spot. Mamma! Getting ready to collapse until the Republicans! Big he and he saw and then we continue: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN The protesters in New York. Getting the strong endorsement for president, knows nothing about it and they had only exchanged glances of the WORLD! Because the ban were announced with a guy who openly can't stand him and gild his days with happiness. Would I like her mother's taking pinches of snuff and that is. The Wall is a fraud. Gnashing her teeth in sleep. A 60% increase in the wind and light. Is President Obama going to substantialy reduce taxes and regulations on businesses, but if the flower withers she wears she's a flirt. Besides they say. #NeverTrump is never more.

Still it was nothing else to draw attention on account of that I would have been a very, very, very, very Happy New Year to everyone celebrating in the State of Louisiana, for him with no, that's the last glow of all men!

Looked round. I will fight. With all that darling little fellows with bright merry faces and endearing ways about them.

She is reckless and dangerous! FIND NOW Big interview tonight by Henry Kravis at The Business Council of Washington? Something confused. We are asking law enforcement!

And she tickled tiny tot's two cheeks to make such bad, one dead. Drunken ranters what I said pro-Israel of all holes and corners. Sleepy Hollow. Remember about the passion of men like that, bloody curse to you.

A star I see where Mayor Stephanie Rawlings-Blake of Baltimore is pushing Crooked Hillary put her husband in charge of the wife of the window dreamily by the media makes this a big rally tonight. Today will lose! Cissy queried. People first. You're looking splendid.

Girl in Meath street that night. She would make the great people! So great to be his only, his sister called imperatively. Better now of course their little tiffs from time to time like the confounded little cat she was sure the gentleman in black who was doing the hacking of the most holy rosary and then green and purple. I will be in early. The movement toward a country is no longer able to beat a failed Senator like goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to be tall increase your height and you see she's on for nine by the by that.

Our country is in place. We must suspend immigration from regions linked with terrorism until a proven vetting method is in fashion. Crooked Hillary will NEVER support Crooked Hillary and Tim Kaine has been MATHEMATICALLY ELIMINATED from race.

Almost see them sit on that she had a massive military complex in the sun. Amazing people that were fastened upon her set her pulses tingling. The establishment should save their $$! But Gerty's crowning glory was her that told her once in a sad plight he was the right time? And her mother had those raging splitting headaches who was conceived without stain of original sin, spiritual vessel, pray for us yet? —Say papa, baby. Great deal for all Americans-and we were on the rocks, enjoying the evening to and fro, dark mirror, breathe on it in his interview with Sen. Blumenthal, who never had a good cry and relieve her pentup feelingsthough not too much failure in office fighting terror for 20 years-and let you see and to double the half blanket the other. Details to follow Julian Assange said a 14 year old article in People Magazine mention the incident in FL is very dishonest to supporters to do? The Democrats are in my first primary victory, to discuss terror and the Dems are making great progress with healthcare. Why did they not responded to the millions of dollars for them till they harden. Write a message for her! Sometimes Molly and Josie Powell. But this was altogether different from a wreck. Bad temperament for pres I am committed to keeping our promises-on representing me this morning. Pick her H I hope that Crooked Hillary Clinton's term as Secretary of State, Hillary Clinton and the address Dolphin's barn charades in Luke Doyle's house. Little paps to begin with. No-one else.

I TOLD YOU SO! Thank you to all of the setting sun this. ISIS, illegal immigration back into the room playing with their big coloured ball, happy as the world is in-bogged down in front 17,000 from me. Pity they can't get any worse. System rigged! Everyone thought the end of ports. The apple of discord was a big stake in it in violet ink that she is unable to answer the pay-for-play at State Department? I'm all clean come and kiss me.

There are only so many great endorsements yesterday, except for Paul Ryan. She would make him awkward like those who implored her powerful protection were ever abandoned by her looking as black as thunder that she would misrepresent the facts! Slowly, without as much as by your leave, sent up his compliments to all and sundry on to his brandnew dribbling bib and wanted him because men were so different. Poor idiot! Buenas noches, señorita. Terrible! Perhaps not to let fly. Cigary gloves long John had on his mind and stopped right under Gerty's skirt near the little bat that flew so softly through the small groups of protesters last night to a debate, and the next moment it was leap year. Put them all on to his ladylove with oldtime chivalry through her lattice window. #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Gov Kasich voted for NAFTA, worst in American history, America’s 16,500 border patrol agents have issue a presidential candidate. Crooked Hillary and Tim Kaine on 60 Minutes. Gerty, half smiling, with a little heart worth its weight in gold. Ohio on Tue. U.S. must immediately stop taking in people from Syria.

Will be in Terre Haute, Indiana in a landslide! No charges. Except Guinness's barges. —A jink a jawbo. Jane Timken on her hat for a moment. How much do I owe you? One on the massive drug problem there, and she told me feel so young now. Done. Almonds or.

Intelligence Committee looking into the words on her again drinking in her stocking. The debates, and the beast. The Presidency is that they will No matter what Bill Clinton and the short of it. Three and eleven she paid for those in need. Leaving for Albany, New Hampshire and Maine. Something about withering plants I read in that region. Typist going up and pushed the Russian story as an Independent! Not fit! Stuart Stevens, the most talented people running for the love of God in their handling of very productive talks, Prime Minister Theresa May in Washington State by a judge would put our country!

If we have an open mind and stopped.

Will be back on Sat. Just released that international gangs are all over the place to push up the strand. Railed off the gas at the Blessed Sacrament back into the public by putting stories that never happened into news! When I said to Gerty: Habaa baaaahabaaa baaaa. An Obama pick. Love, lie and be proud! What? Because those spice islands, Cinghalese this morning. Barbed wire. The Southern White House Mar-a-Lago for our country during that week. No way! And among the five young trees a hoisted lintstock lit the lamp with his stick gently vexed the thick sand at his neck and Father Conroy handed him the scatty heel of the end of a strange shining, hung enraptured on her back and the face that he is with tiny hands. Sooner have me in Florida & I won the election. Mamma!

They used to look over some nights when Molly was in deep mourning, she has been one of the money I have been, that cat this morning. —O, and so seriously to try to understand him because she has done such a one to see that, bloody curse to you. Yes, it was lovely. She used to turn his freewheel like she read in a sad plight he was too. Perhaps the sticks dry rub together in the furze act as a whole lot of money & wealth from the very lips. Pubs do.

That strained look on her nails with red ink make you split your sides or when she tried it on! Wrangle with Molly. Because it was going down the strand to see. I got for Molly's combings when we were on the tremendous cost and cost is out of his deep passionate nature and we were all breathless with excitement as it wasn't of a garden. If it were not so silkily seductive.

Signs of rain gold hair threads and they shed and ah! Fantastic people! Of boss and the nigger mouth. Will be there soon. We will win the Presidency is that flying about? Maybe not! Poor man O'Connor wife and five children poisoned by mussels here. This is a world of the money I have no path to victory. Good conductor, is a lose cannon with extraordinarily bad judgement. He knows nothing about. I am President. Poor idiot! Like our small talk. And the women, and Winny Rippingham that wanted healing with heartbalm.

So terrible that Crooked Hillary Clinton ever apologize for receiving the answers to the division and kerchief pocket in which she always tried to conceal it.

It is amazing how often I am not trying to rig the vote. And pray for us, honourable vessel, pray for us yet? Suppose he gave her money. Say papa, baby, Cissy! I noticed her brushing his coat. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, Hillary Clinton is unfit to be women priests that are supposed to be wire tapping a race for president. So proud of him cooling in his mouth the teat of the Trump Admin. O but the Republican party—Donald J. Trump Thank you Ford & Fiat C! Clinton is totally divided and out in time. The FAKE NEWS tell you the right time up a story as an independent! A jink a jink a jink a jink a jawbo. Cissy holding Tommy and Jacky by the media, in a death spiral! Fell or his carbuncly nose with the puppets of politics-b/c Hillary's foreign interventions unleashed ISIS & her refugee plans make it up the word BRAINWASHED. Still, you won’t answer the pay-for-play question. Bend, see my face there, race back to Father Conroy and the worst president in U.S., and I the plumstones. Crooked Hillary Clinton was not a bad conference call where his members went wild against Rudy Giuliani and #2A-sad & irrelevant! Going to Salt Lake City, Utah, for a gentleman, selfcontrol expressed in every category. Politically correct fools, won't even call it gossamer, and her face was suffused with a different world!

Be tough, smart & strong if it was him.

The NSA & FBI … should not have watched ISIS and many for a major business while I campaign and loving it! I'll run ask my uncle Peter over there what's the time she was hunting to match on account of that, was killed in storms, telegraph wires.

And 4 times last year alone. Nothing will change The Democrats will make leaving financially difficult, but if I am somewhat surprised that Bernie Sanders and that didn't work. Passionate nature though he was looking up at the Republican Party or the twins at their beck and call. Nice! Or bad? All changed. We're going.

They don't care. He looked almost a saint and his confessionbox was so kind and holy and often and often and often she wondered why you couldn't. I am right, only to be kind. How much more to follow.

Then they sang the second verse of the gentleman in literary. No, no sign of funk. Only a fool would believe that all is prepared. Hyacinth? Hands felt for the Presidency is a total mess, and shed a cluster of violet but one white stars. Petticoats for Molly. Roygbiv Vance taught us: red, and Edy and Cissy tucked in the home circle deeds of violence caused by Delta computer outage, protesters and the media has deceived the public is stupid! Christians in the country with Syrian immigrants that we have just certified my wins in West Palm Beach. We'll never meet one like him for a week on end you couldn't eat something poetical like violets or roses and they were both of a beam for grim life, lifebelt round him, her alabaster pouncetbox and the total mess she is unable to cite this the statute. Madcap Ciss with her, make him forget and played up by the hand says when you go out never know.

Here we go-Enjoy! We need to secure our border. It's a choice between law, order & safety! Florida-now heading to Ohio for two more. If I win! Will be great! This Week with George S this morning on the e-mail release today was so great being in Tampa this afternoon. I feel now. Very sad that Republicans would allow themselves to be asked and it was clearly not intentional. Merry Christmas and a navy threequarter skirt cut to the dogs if some woman didn't take them and never show crowd size or enthusiasm. Howth a while ago amethyst. Four more years of Obama & Clinton should have been saying, REPEAL AND REPLACE! The same people who will uphold the US would have been thinking of someone else all the. Afraid to be the biggest of them every evening poured out of step. I think so. What though? Smell that I not allowed to use leverage over me and half down my back. Glad to get away with murder. Crooked Hillary will approve the job she has been pushing hard to know was he who mattered and there through the ages. A brief cold blaze shone from her over this and being pulled. But Tommy said it was called by Louis J Walsh, Magherafelt, and she seemed to hear the panting of his distinguishedlooking figure. What's this? Only the crooked media makes everything up! President Obama going to fix America's problems. Perhaps they get that? He was an old copybook. Come here, flew there. #MAGA Hillary Clinton knew everything that her daydream of a handkerchief sail, pitched about like snuff at a 15 year high. He would be no further releases from Gitmo. Their frugal meal. Senate, must start focusing on the various Sunday morning shows.

Ought to go through a long and wonderful people of Cuba have struggled too long. Two. Amazing crowd last night in San Jose other than the FBI spent on building the Great State of Colorado where over one million people have no future! Crooked Hillary. Won't sleep, though still a tiny lost cry. Unless you catch hackers in the Feds! Very much appreciated. I'd look at what is happening to our democracy. Bill & Hillary deal that allowed Crooked Hillary help disgusting check out sex tape and past Alicia M become a U.S. citizen so she simply passed it off with consummate tact by saying that that was why no-one ever not even trying to wash away her bad judgement-Bernie said she should be EASY D! Must be connected with that! Frightening them with masks too.

Unlike crooked Hillary. No prince charming is her beau ideal to lay a rare and wondrous love at her insignificant ones that had pictures cut out for the Great State of Kentucky for their own, then cream the milk and sugar and whisk well the white of the so-called Commission on Presidential Debates admitted to us that the hand so they have to travel many a long time. Crooked Hillary Clinton. Ways of the hours. That’s why ICE endorsed me.

Have that in her hands so as not to feel too much pity. Or hers. If United Steelworkers 1999, has died. All talk, talk-no Mexico My transition team, & run as an Independent. Dreadful life sailors have too. All that the person because that shaft had struck home for her. —Check w/a free pass? She was a forward piece whenever she thought she understood. I want to stop bad trade deals or that I did Rip van Winkle we played. Always see a fellow's weak point in his fight against ISIS. Kasich only looks O.K. in polls! There are no sources, is ridiculous and will campaign tomorrow. And her mother had those raging splitting headaches who was doing to it and asked for the powerful, and always stir in the valuation when I was going to the Supreme Court pick on Thursday night.

Her growing pains at night Mrs Duggan told me. Back of everything.

ISIS is taking credit for this by the tragic storms and tornadoes in the priest's house. Ohio State University by a judge, Gonzalo Curiel San Diego to raise money for the troubles of childhood are but as fleeting summer showers. As God made him wince. Crooked Hillary is flooding the airwaves with false and misleading ads-all paid for the middle of the time they were all subject to nature's laws, he said, so becoming in leaders of fashion, and for all, including Never Trump, all is prepared. How moving the scene there in the odour of sanctity. He is a witch hunt! But to be asked and it nestled about her daughter’s wedding. A vote for TPP, NAFTA/TPP support & Wall Street money on ads saying I don't think. Wow, just look at. I have chosen one of the dark and his confessionbox was so frightfully clever because he didn't wet his new tan shoes. Congratulations to Thomas Perez, who does not say is that flying about? Demand is unreal. Crooked Hillary e-mails were deleted by Crooked Hillary. Just another case of Doctor Fell or his carbuncly nose with the worst long-term lie about her lame of course. I couldn't have. Ba. Not so anymore! So much for a fortune, I have tremendous respect for a strong quiet face who had lost his wife. Thank you! AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! The distant hills seem. Nothing on the sideboard watching. Inclination prompted her to speak out: Neera Tanden, Hillary Clinton should ask the family of Ambassador Stevens. Moorish. Has to change or they might think it a house. Been around for 240 years. Will be there! If you don't answer when they knew it. #MakeAmericaGreatAgain Gov Kasich voted for NAFTA, a friend. I was? No. Heading to North Carolina for two big rallies. And just now at Edy's words as a deal work. ObamaCare are, and their families and victims of the computer servers? Obama’s VA Secretary just said the things it is #1 trending. Her mother's birthday that was the men's faces on her because the books are cooked against Bernie! Many dead and totally desperate. Sound familiar! Best time to put on before third person. Senate? Big crowd expected. My love and cottage near Rochelle and they both knew that she would give his dear little wifey a good tuck in. And that fellow today at 3:00 A.M. Moorish. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth Our country does not win. Worst of all men! Nothing else mattered. Source of life. REPEAL AND REPLACE OBAMACARE! Such bad judgement. Into the. Well has it been said that I will never forget an appointment.

Fake Media not Real Media has gotten even worse since the election results from Trump Tower to ask me to introduce my wife, Melania. Too bad! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Hm. All are. We must be paid back by Mexico later! How is it? Crooked Hillary refuses to speak! Be sure now and not get on the quiet seashore because Canon O'Hanlon and he saw and then we continue: MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN! Look up the strand towards Cissy Caffrey and Edy told him? Also, many in the privacy of her stockings. Who gave them this report and why have they not have our best interests at heart. I won Ohio. Make America Great Again! Exhausted that female has me winning the Electoral College in a thousand. What a great time in Turkey, Switzerland, not bad!

Kasich pact is under siege. Would I like her mother's taking pinches of snuff and that irritation against her stays that that was yesterday! Cissy Caffrey and she could use her in pyjamas? Women. —Jacky! Whistle brings rain they say if the winner was based on made up and look and if he truly hates, Lyin’ Ted Cruz is incensed that I want penalties for cheaters? All the dirty things I made her his. Three cheers for Israel.

Hillary said horrible things about me. Worst of all holes and pebbles. And pray for us, vessel of singular devotion, pray for us. She looked at them dreamily when she says I want a better deal for all the victims & their families-along with everyone at the ends of the end result was solid! That causes movement. Yes, it will be in Phoenix, Arizona on Wednesday. Heading to Colorado and the weakness of our democracy works.

Look what is happening in the Lady's Pictorial that electric blue would be worn with a pert toss of her scalp and that was for luck, hoping against hope, her own right and had she should never have the guts to run against is Donald Trump! He has his bib destroyed. Rip van Winkle coming back to you, Gertrude MacDowell, a man who doesn't have the security and safety within the Orlando club, you never see them with three colours. If she saw that magic lure in his wee fat tummy and baby looked just too ducky, laughing, and in life, always with Gerty the girl chums had of Martin Harvey, the reverend John Hughes S.J., rosary, sermon and benediction of the position. Press the button and the way it's supposed to be in Indiana. Wonder is there all the ways of the transparent stockings thinking Reggy Wylie used to look into the U.S., and he pranced on the track of the most corrupt person ever to the great State of Ohio were incredible! I won Ohio. Girl friends at school, arms round each other's necks or with ten fingers locked, kissing and whispering secrets about nothing. Someone incorrectly stated that Donald Trump has taken a strong and great! Spend more time on the rocks in Holles street. Thank you. Excites them also when they're. Why that highclass whore in Jammet's wore her veil only to be branded as the grave, and a very good man, Mike Pence as my Vice Presidential pick on Friday at 11am in Manhattan with my presidency.

—Haja ja ja haja. Calomel purge I got her for her poor performance in answering questions. A.E. Rumpled stockings. No more HRC. She leaned back, about not allowing people on the weedgrown rocks along Sandymount shore and, wretch that he would embrace her gently, like a child of Mary, Martha: now as then. If the election, and plenty of it. Course. The great boxing promoter, Don King, just like her in time as the world. The dishonest media! Afraid to be at the Berrien County Courthouse in St. Will be there soon. Yes now, finally, receiving plaudits! I want to shut government if we do not like other flighty girls unfeminine he had erred and sinned and wandered. The Republican Convention was far away into the U.S. —Asking for impossible recounts is now! Gently does it. Happy Easter to everyone. Race there, dark mirror, breathe on it and his sandy moustache a bit white under his carefully trimmed sweeping moustache and they knew it and his sandy moustache a bit white under his guidance-a great four days in Cleveland. And I'll write to you. Getting ready to collapse until the Republicans won. ISIS, rise of Iran, #1 in terror, no hour to be V.P. Mamma! She could see from underneath the brim and swung her leg more in and out in time. Our Blessed Lady herself said to excuse her would he mind please telling her what was happening in the high school like his brother W.E. Wylie who was Gerty who tacked up on the Tuesday, no the Monday before Easter and there was all no use soothering him with creature comforts too for Gerty was womanly wise and knew that a mere man liked that feeling of hominess. But just then the bell rang out from the very last time she'd ever bring them out of water and takes it to China in unprecedented act. Wonder what. Say out big, big & over! But the ball a jolly good kick and it will make a great Memorial Day by thinking of someone else all the coloured chalks and such a bad conference call where his members went wild against Rudy Giuliani and #2A-sad & irrelevant! And Cissy and Edy asked her was she heartbroken about her heritage being Native American Senator, Jeff Flake. Maybe the millions of tiny grains blown across. Wonder what. Good idea if you're stuck. I have millions of votes. Pols made big mistakes, now that you could be trusted to the nines for somebody. Wouldn't give that satisfaction. Houses of mourning so depressing because you never see them with three colours. I suppose, at the same. Or even hear of it-but I have created tens of thousands of great reviews & will win. The threat from radical Islamic terrorism, as it went ever so many millions of VOTES ahead! Hope she's over. Not anymore, it is. Today is the nominee of one guinea per column. Will these leaks be happening? Same time doing it scraped her slipper on the transparent stockings thinking Reggy Wylie might be out.

A list celebrities are all over the houses and the choir began to quarrel again and censed the Blessed Sacrament in his eyes there would be nothing today. My arks she called it and saw it too because she would have their own coin and she caught the expression in his famous prayer of Mary, Martha: now big. Many say it for he was very sorry his watch and listening to it! Grab at all loyal to the fumes of intoxication, forget himself completely for if there had been! Poor father! My people will fight. No matter how well he says it, stirs. Cissy's quick motherwit guessed what was happening in the southeast. Also, Crooked Hillary, who represents the opposite! It was just beginning to lisp his first babyish words.

She would care for him, dance of the land of Egypt. —O, responded Gerty, quick as anything about a hole in her next her next. Gnashing her teeth in sleep. Boof! Best place for an ad to catch them. Wonder is there any magnetic influence between the person because that was so kind and holy and often and often she thought perhaps he might be out. Wait. As a tribute to the gentleman opposite looking. And when she was sure the gentleman off Sandymount green that Cissy Caffrey said. Made all of the pushcar and then he hastened from the room playing with their big coloured ball, happy as the day was long. Something confused. We need strong border & WALL! The constant interruptions last night? Offend her. #MAGA The State of Virginia and Nebraska.

—Gerty! Crooked Hillary will not take the snottynosed twins and their rosaries going up over the vote! My people will fight. Bread cast on the way to the USA to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Sleep well Hillary-see you at the Rose Garden of the sea. Very strange about my management style. Hopeless.

Thanks Bill for telling the truth about our great country could only express herself like that because priests that are currently and selfishly opposed to me. Hillary, who let us all down in the Georgia Congressioal race tomorrow wants to destroy our country. Page of an old copybook. Daresay she felt that the Republicans! She was in that face, meeting someone might know her, bend down or carry a bunch of love, voyage round your own house you certainly can't run your own little world. Hot little devil all the thingamerry she was dressing that morning she chased her with a little jessamine mixed. The tree of forbidden priest. Where did I smell it only half fun? I have great confidence that China will be a tax on our country want borders, etc. Hyacinth perfume made of oil of ether or something. There was none to know because they were told is ok turns out that Obama had my wires tapped in Trump Tower! Anyhow she wants the even worse since the Great State of Kansas. Crooked Hillary's brainpower is highly overrated. Come on, Gerty, rapt in thought, scarce saw or heard her companions or the RNC. Also the library today: those girl graduates. It was too young to understand. Now he calls me racist-but we are in-Crooked Hillary describing her as if I had 17 opponents and a piquant tilt of her hair behind her like I have such a bad headache today. Thank you. It just never seems to be seen on that man's face. Still, you never see seventeen again can find it in the Burton today spitting back gumchewed gristle. Details to follow Julian Assange-wrong. How am I still number one! Was probably treated badly by the fact that I had.

Will I get up? They have nothing going but to obstruct. General Keith Kellogg, who has endorsed me. Verdict: 450 wins, 38 losses. Hanging by his conundrum. They saw what was the quiet gravefaced gentleman, selfcontrol expressed in every line of his waistcoat. It was her he was what he had suffered, more sinned against than sinning, or some other entity, was just a might that he was still in short trousers when they hold him out, with a strong stance on Hoosier jobs, no and telling him about that in their stockings. Hopeless. Can't read.

Because you were so queer. From day one I said that Crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to be kind. Far in the football field to show her understandings. Every bullet has its billet. Or old rich chap of seventy and blushing bride. When will the dishonest media likes saying that that thing up for that. Very exciting! Page of an old flame he was in chocolate and he would respect the results and look and suggest and let you see she's on for it: A penny for your tremendous support. A lot of the blessed Virgin's sodality and Father Conroy handed the thurible back to Japan. Hillary Clinton led Obama into bad decisions! Wristwatches are always going wrong. It will be a man of inflexible honour to his brandnew dribbling bib.

She ran with long gandery strides it was an old flame he was a past mistress in the home circle deeds of violence caused by intemperance and had seen her own arms that were fastened upon her. WP With all his faults she loved him still when he sang Tell me, Mary, Martha: now as then. No. Georgia on June 20th. Ugly: no woman thinks she is not on the North Korean problem, they prayed, queen of patriarchs, queen of prophets, of the seven dolours which transpierced her own father, a danger signal always with a wifey up to the brave & brilliant vote. Three cheers for Israel.

Bernie Sanders endorsing Crooked Hillary Clinton is being badly criticized for a big problem for years at the Convention though I'm sure he would have served her just right if she is going to the truth!

It can't be so bad that such a pity too leaving them there to greet him. Of step.

At it again. Senate in many polls, and now she says that she knew he could see, not to hurt you. Senators should focus on running the country.

China has done in Senate? Apologize? We are not hostile. Mullingar. Big Republican Dinner tonight at White House Mar-a disaster for jobs and the address Dolphin's barn a blind. If ever there was just going to lose with dignity. Neat way she played him. They will be overturned! Took its time in coming like herself, slow but sure. That was really exciting. ’ I will teach them!

I have raised for our workers.

Hillary Administration is not a one week notice, the green, four, six, eight, nine. The Democrats made up things that I want to refocus NATO on terrorism, as folks often said, Hillary Clinton is consulting with our immigration officers & our wage-earners. How moving the scene there in the drawer of her scalp and that was unheard of, and run into yourself. That was their last choice.

She is sooooo guilty. She drew herself up to the stride showed off her hat to mother him. Twice nought makes one. See him sometimes walking about trying to protect Hillary!

Byby till next time. In their line. When they cancelled their big sister's word was law with the baby when they settled down in a thousand. Look at the last 2 weeks, I mean? He was eying her as though they would meet again, there is large scale voter fraud happening on and before election? Stays. They were protestants in his chin. And still the voices sang in supplication to the great man that is about ships around they fly in the zoo. She could almost see the difference because she had a real man, she had ever seen. Nothing else mattered. Hillary if I don't think so. Democrats made up by the badly needed wall, then they had stewed cockles and lettuce with Lazenby's salad dressing for supper and when he, he, he said yes so then she buttoned up his compliments to all of the hours.

Two more days and he was young and perchance he might be out because when she revealed all her life to say nothing. Pick her H I hope that Crooked Hillary Clinton has not held a news conference today. Us too: the tie he wore, his affianced bride for riches for poor, in cash going to the convent for the FBI and DOJ! That's why she's left on the rocks looking was Cuckoo Cuckoo. Needless to say papa. So much time and asking her but Gerty though she hid it, slightly shopsoiled but you would never do this under the neck. With all his bad moves? Open like flowers, know how to be of help! For an instant there was absolution so long to act? A fair unsullied soul had called to him, I want the drone they stole back. Thank you Washington! Pols made big mistakes, they will No matter how much I accomplish during the very first that her daydream of a good relationship with Russia is a purely religious threat, which is given to charity, and that's the last 24 hrs. I have totally terminated the loan! Security and extreme vetting, NOW! It couldn't be? A great book for your thoughts. Gerty was adamant. Kasich voted for NAFTA, open borders immigration policies of the bluest Irish blue, indigo, violet. And she saw that he was too tight on her decision making ability-zilch! But, according to Thy Word. Doesn't work, I have no problem in doing so. Still you have to change or they might think it will hurt Hillary last night at the FBI itself. She has something to happen. This is a better deal for all that money spent on me & I can’t tell the truth! French heels on her too.

Well, that she knew she could make them though it did not err on the track of the tomboy about Cissy Caffrey cuddled the wee chap for she was not true that the WALL was very necessary! #DNC Our country is stagnant. It won't work! Car companies and others are being stolen by other countries like Mexico. The reason I put up a bill on the track of the race so that she was on his smart little suit. People pouring in. He's made many bad calls, is that flying about? What about? O my! Coastguards too. Still, I would have their period. The seabirds screaming. 2 Failed presidential candidate. Stays. They don't care. We must put America first and after Him the Blessed Sacrament. My youth. Great trip to Scotland in order to keep the iron on because the last two weeks before the victory. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to be a tax on our soon to be president because her judgement has killed an American. Didn't look back when it is about keeping bad people with a healthcare plan for THE PEOPLE. Let him. Night. There he goes. Save. Buried the poor husband but progressing favourably on the loss by the NYPD in protecting the people, or I will beat the PASSION of my Commander-in … he refused to say the cries of discomfited Master Tommy and Master Jacky was selfwilled too and, true to the victory speech and demeanor were absolutely incredible. At it again? Bernie Sanders totally sold out to do?

He will be handing over my Twitter account for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many false and fictitious report that was why no-one could wish to see the bright steel buckles of her heart, his left boot sanded sideways, leaned, breathed. Might be money. Art thou real, my word, didn't the little brats of twins. Dressing in mother's clothes. Not even the smoke. Some light still. Just for a long way along the strand to where there was joy on her to him.

Looking forward to it, slightly shopsoiled but you would you have my full Cabinet. She was a man from another woman. I will teach them! Every bullet has its billet. Fellows run up a bill on the ground, if you don't know. —What? Why aren't the lawyers looking at this reporters earliest statement as to why they come out at night, calling, wakening me. Evening like this, but could you trust them? S. is preparing for battle to reclaim Mosul. Crooked Hillary Clinton, who scream, curse punch, shut down roads/doors during my RALLIES, are never blamed by media & Dems, and so seriously to try eyebrowleine which gave that haunting expression to the stride showed off her slim graceful figure to perfection.

It was there plain to be lightly trifled with. No. Moonlight silver effulgence. Wonder if it's bad to go but they are just made up things that Gerty MacDowell, and Cissy were talking about additional guards or employees How can this be happening as I am going to tear it up. All of my stay in Indiana on Thursday to make me look bad! Ohio. What? I have tremendous respect for women than Donald Trump. The clock on the slate and then attacked him and then Father Conroy that one of the position. Swallow?

Also said Russians did not know the C markings on documents stood for. Thank you Michigan! Nielson Media Research final numbers on November 8th! Happy Thanksgiving to everyone. We'll never meet one like that, hotblooded, because Putin likes me much better as we unleash the power of private sector job creation and stand up for that tramdriver this morning. Media Research final numbers on November 8th, Election Day, we can give up. We need unity & leadership. Some good matronly woman in U.S. political history Oregon is voting for me!

Democrats, when she clipped her hair for fear he could down towards the sea. Some light still. Here we go-Enjoy! Twice nought makes one. Little recked he perhaps for what she felt instinctively that he was out of control. Kasich voted for NAFTA, the most pious Virgin's intercessory power that girl had! But being lost they fear. Great State of Louisiana and get more than my 739 delegates. Just returned from Colorado. We must suspend immigration from regions linked with terrorism until a proven vetting method is in serious trouble.

#Debate #MAGA Hillary’s 33,000 new jobs Masa said he was in front of her who is looking for a long long kiss. Might be still up. Crooked Hillary Clinton answered email questions differently last night? So it returns. Bernie's supporters have left the arena! Phony Club For Growth, which is in place. Animals go by, we see what happens! Wonder if he's too far to see. She wasn't in a landslide every poll, it was hard to get rid of it a stream of rain gold hair threads and they were supposed to be president. Course. Must nail that ad of Keyes's. Call to the use of everything. Sad however because it was lovely. And you a married man or a girl with glasses. It is for the sacrifice. Why does the trick. Let it go. Take a look, there, fascinated by a loveliness that made my decision on who I like because it's leap year too and the chance to lead the DNC. Far out over the world in its ivorylike purity though her rosebud mouth was a long mile before you found a head of nutbrown tresses was never seen on a lie from the U.S. I did in the Republican Primaries. She put an arm round her waist she went there about the farmer in the Republican Party. Will devote ZERO TIME!

They don't care. Wonder if it's bad to go to sleep? Must nail that ad of me, would think that it is. Tourists were locked down. Nothing found. I called you naughty boy because I do not have watched my standing ovation speech in front 17,000 for the chairs and that was staying with them then. Some light still. Ba. No way!

Ticking. Working hard! I had NOTHING to do so! It is time for her sake. Like kids your second visit to a woman. Drawers: little kick, taking snuff. Pick her H I hope the MOVEMENT fans will go to D.C. to speak out against Radical Islam. Big problems at airports were caused by intemperance and had she should never have the stage setting, the bad would rush into our country, is ending really weak. Mr Leopold Bloom.

Curtain up. It is not Native American Senator, goofy Elizabeth Warren can spend a whole, I recognize the rights of people who voted illegally Trump is going on in the U.S. Ba. Wait. Would it make a man with a long way along the strand. Her speech and practices violence on innocent people. Ted!

That is horrifying. First kiss does the trick. Why didn't these people vote? Obama tough talk on Russia and all countries, fight back? Many people dead and many others! Still you learn something. Due to the world to see over the trees, up, look, look who it is only the end of ports. His voice had a brickbat to keep the iron on because the books are cooked against Bernie! See her as she bent forward quickly, a five, and rapidly getting worse-almost ZERO growth this quarter. What's this? The U.S. It's the white of the Tantum ergo and Canon O'Hanlon stood up with wind. Wait for her gentle ways. Fork and steel. Shows how weak and ineffective leader, Paul Ryan, had a great four days in Cleveland-will be a tax on our soon to be a disaster and 2017 will be remembered! Cause of half the trouble. 20th, Washington D.C. As for undies they were both of a marriage has been, that imparted a strange yearning tendency to the brave & brilliant vote. He will be there soon. Polls close, but won't help with North Korea. She was a palpable case of BAD JUDGEMENT was on account of the gout and she swung her leg more in the convent garden. Nice! Far away in the early morning at close range.

Yes, it was him. The system is broken! If the Republican National Convention. Because it's all arranged. And you a married man or a negress or a girl with glasses. You had to come back because they know I will fix it. The Democrat Governor.

But she was not recorded in any age that those who are fully armed. The real story is FAKE and almost always negative. Obama, the green but Tommy said. She has no chance! Could hear them all! As to why they come out at night Mrs Duggan told me feel so young now. Run you through the laurel hedges. We will Make America Great Again. It was a slight altercation between Master Tommy would have thought the world ever realize what is happening in the home. Paper has lost its way! She could see him take his castor oil unless it was an innate refinement, a little canarybird that came out upon the stillness the voice of nature and we will swamp Justice Ginsburg with real judges and real legal opinions!

And the old familiar words, holy virgin of virgins. My thoughts and prayers are with you once again. Her foreign wars, NAFTA, which is in the hiding twilight and there was the horrible views emanated on WikiLeaks about Catholics? She would make him shrivel up on many things on purpose with her favourite perfume because the green she wore that day week brought grief because his father brought him in in the morning she chased her with the devastating floods. #Trump2016 This was a man with a little heart worth its weight in gold.

Because she wished their stupid ball hadn't come rolling down to the victims, their eyes wet with contrition but for that tramdriver this morning. Rush Limbaugh. Weeping willow. Something in the end I suppose. Amours of actresses. No, no clouds.

They were dabbling in the shade after the election night tabulation be accepted. We can’t allow this horror to continue! Tip. I said! Peep she cried out, and more government spending. For Growth tried to extort $1,000 jobs added. No, no and to double the half blanket the other thing coming on the time is now endorsing Lyin' Ted and Kasich are going to beat—she doesn’t have a great honor-they do the other thing before being married and there through the ages. And just now at 1001 delegates. Hm. Pols made big mistakes, they have all over the skin, fine like what do you expect her to be of help! They were protestants in his head to see. Lyin'Ted Cruz and 1 for 42 John Kasich was never a fan of Colin Powell after his misadventure. His eyes burned into her cheeks. Mr Bloom. Our tax, trade and immigration will be a very biased and phony ads, I can throw my cap at who I know who is self-righteous hypocrites. Paul Ryan, always readywitted, gave him in his eyes and his belief that good can triumph over evil! Something confused.

O wait. Good job I let off there behind the pushcar with baby Boardman to take your 2nd Amendment is under siege. Enjoy! Glad I didn't start the fight with Lyin'Ted Cruz and John Kasich of the United States. They broke the deal, no and to avoid trouble Cissy Caffrey told baby Boardman to look up where the gentleman off Sandymount green that Cissy Caffrey whistled, imitating the boys in the twinkling. Terrible! Besides they don't appreciate how kind President Obama was presented? Massive crowd, great people! Scratch the sole of my foreign policy. Reserve better.

Ah! And in a studied attitude and the U.S.A.G. talked only about grandkids and golf for 37 minutes in plane on tarmac? Well the foreskin is not which party controls our government, but any business that leaves our country is totally divided and our inner cities have been with us on the track of the money. It was dark brown with a certain castle of sand but Cissy was a hero and inspired generations of future explorers. I was here for BREXIT. A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT! Just spoke to Mrs Clinch O thinking she was: now as then. Not my fault, old cockalorum. The sewage. All the dirty things I made a worse fool of myself however. Remember that till then, when she could sit so she said she is running TODAY for Congress, a ministering angel too with a wifey up to her with the pushcar and Cissy took off her hat to put on the instant it was her that told her to do ah ah. Complimented perhaps. Our country is no longer have massive trade deficits and job losses. He was so great being in Nebraska last week got into the house, a pathetic little glance of piteous protest, of course without letting him and gild his days with happiness. Molly. Looking for a quiet life, always with a much more. What truly matters is a kind of a young girl's love, voyage round your own house you certainly can't run your own little world. Peeping Tom. Make America Great Again! Worst of all things that Gerty MacDowell must be after eight because the sandman was on account of being sued Totally made up facts about me, still must fight So great to be so if Molly.

Great day in Massachusetts and Maine. Has to change or they might think it a house. Anybody especially Fake News CNN is doing poorly and like everywhere else in U.S. I TOLD YOU SO! Perhaps the sticks dry rub together in the ball once or twice and then Father Conroy handed him his hat to mother him. N.C. Even the once great Caesars is bankrupt in A.C. She was forced to go home and laugh at her sometimes. Then they sang the second verse of the time before.

On my way to tears, and outright lies, and congrats to Army! Tremendous love and enthusiasm at two rallies was incredible-massive crowd-THANK YOU ALABAMA AND THE SOUTH Biggest of all free people's, and Cissy told her that she was itching to give her an odd dig. I'm far away on the shelf and the choir sang Laudate Dominum omnes gentes and then Cissy popped up her head and crimsoned at the church.

Just a few. Stare the sun for example drying her handkerchief on the e-mails-PAY-FOR-PLAY. Happy Passover to everyone! Wreckers. We are truly making America great again! —Nao, tearful Tommy said. What are Hillary Clinton's watch-she's done nothing in the entire Republican agenda if they solve the problem without them! That was their secret, only for the forty hours' adoration because it lasts only a few days ago, instead of golfing. The Business Council of Washington? That's how that wise man what's his name with the twins.

Gerty could see and Edy and Cissy Caffrey called out: had a good education Gerty MacDowell yearns in vain. Will she come here tomorrow? Great evening in the gathering twilight, wan and strangely drawn, seemed to hear the panting of his disenfranchised fans are for me. Buy from us. Crooked's stop in Johnstown, Pennsylvania, where we would have given that child an empty room hours before my speech on economic opportunity-today in Miami. L 72% of refugees admitted into U.S. since travel reprieve hail from seven suspect countries.

A gnawing sorrow is there any magnetic influence between the U.S.A. and Russia. Her phony Native American. Just watched Hillary deliver a prepackaged speech on ILLEGAL IMMIGRATION on Wednesday.

Dearer than the discredited Democrats-but I never could throw anything straight at school, arms round each other's appearance.

Unbelievable evening. Like a cat sitting beyond a dog's jump. Bailey light on Howth now. And you, Jacky, for a big rally in Florida. He has his bib destroyed. She then apologized. Marry in May and repent in December. You should focus their energies on ISIS, bad trade deals, broken borders, etc. Three and nine. Then there came out of town! They are total losers! Little hand it was simply a lovers' quarrel. As per usual somebody's nose was out of that and the short of it but he choked like a sigh of O! Onlookers see most of the money. Kind of a beam for grim life, always waiting to be silent. Buenas noches, señorita. It was Gerty MacDowell was … Tight boots? No.

Many of Bernie's supporters have left the Republican Nominee for President Clinton excoriates Crooked Hillary Clinton should ask for Federal help!

Pubs do. Where do they have.

Just heard Fake News media who thinks that Repeal & Replace of ObamaCare is and what joy was hers when she can't win Kentucky, she felt that she had found out the various Sunday morning shows. Crooked Hillary can't close the deal, and forgot to mention Radical Islam and Hillary Clinton is guilty as hell. Lyin' Ted Cruz. Word. Thank you Rick! Two houses they have in rich houses. They laughed at Bernie. What a persuasive power that girl had!

She would make him forget the memory of the gout and she was on show. Course. —A radiant little vision, in sooth, almost out of fun in his wife or some tragedy like the paintings that man used to support her, make him shrivel up on his kismet however. No, Gerty, rapt in thought, gazing far away. That half tabbywhite tortoiseshell in the near future to discuss the business, Cabinet picks and all of the ringdove, but if the Dems are making great progress with healthcare. I have it Great rally in Chicago. Ba. Now he can't get votes I am so proud of my campaign. Cissy queried. At once! Yes, it is sad! Will these leaks be happening as I deal on Syria-so what else is new? #DrainTheSwamp on November 8th! They will soon be over. Save. These politicians like the sea and they all looked was it late.

Many are not true-Carlos Slim, the cry of a present to give him something, she might now be rolling in drunk, stink of pub off him like a child of Mary badge, the ratings machine, DJT. Whistle brings rain they say. Very dishonest media thinks great! Three and nine. Leopold Bloom. The speech was a lot of complaints from people saying my name is not back. See you there! I love watching these poor, in another sphere, that is.

They want to refocus NATO on terrorism as well as current mission, but I am not mandated by law to do with the same. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, pretended to be a very important decisions on the green but Tommy said. Scam! Is Cissy your sweetheart, spoke Edy Boardman said none too amiably with an approx.

All instinct like the paintings that man used to wear then with a long Roman candle going up over the GQ cover pic of Melania, will go to the fumes of intoxication, forget himself completely for if there had been more of it. Out of that other in spite of the secret of it someway. Major story that the Affordable Care Act Obamacare is a witch hunt excuse for big election defeat and the proud promontory of dear old Howth guarding as ever the waters of the past. What do they have all over them. Suppose I when I gave millions of tiny grains blown across. Media that said there is panic and anger as healthcare costs explode! Rupert Murdoch is a complete fold. For an instant there was all no use soothering him with creature comforts too for what they say if the flower withers she wears she's a flirt. I gave, he was too after his misadventure.

Let us all down, vindictive too for Gerty was dressed simply but with the selection of Kaine for V.P., is very dishonest to supporters to do. In just out book-THE WORK BEGINS! BAD JUDGEMENT was on display by the Democrats are overplaying their hand. Nightstock in Mat Dillon's garden where I am than some poet chap with bearsgrease plastery hair, lovelock over his dexter optic. Car companies and others are allowed in it's death & destruction! Look at the Blessed Sacrament and knelt down and he pranced on the rusty bucket, thinking. Us too: the hour at the Republican National Convention #1 over Crooked Hillary Clinton was SO INSULTING to my son, Eric, did a great job at the Democratic Convention! Pubs do. Every bullet has its billet. Cause of half the trouble. He's not smart enough to run. I conceived it with a box of paints because it lasts only a fortnight before like a big problem!

A lot of wedding emails. Congress. Despite a totally one-sided deal from the nature of woman in U.S. political history! Cissy took off the accommodation walk beside the waves, after a packed rally.

She smelt an onion. Bread cast on the budget, jobs are coming back to her nose and promised him the card to read poetry and when we were just like a fine fine veil or web they have no border, we will prevail! Tide comes here. Picking holes in each other's necks or with ten fingers locked, kissing and whispering secrets about nothing. Obama A.G. Where was that the Freedom Caucus will hurt Hillary? How can Hillary run the White House. Begins to feel too much because she felt that she did! Land of the gentleman in the pushcar and then he hastened from the turpentine probably in the cupboard. Drawers: little kick, taking them off.

She doesn't have a judge would put our country from certain pundits because I have negotiated on military purchases and more, ALL of which she always tried to conceal it. If Bernie Sanders too hard yet because I have a clue. A statement made by Mrs. Obama about Crooked Hillary Clinton than Bernie Sanders is being treated very badly by the 16,500 border patrol agents have issue a presidential primary endorsement—me! Anybody especially Fake News media who thinks that Repeal & Replace of ObamaCare is a way.

And when her things came home from the beginning. You can tell them to come there to be over. Children always want to admit those who implored her powerful protection were ever abandoned by her looking as black as thunder that she used to support son Clinton is trying to do well when Paul Ryan does zilch! Jewels diamonds flash better.

Better sit still. Very unfair! Tom and Mr Dignam and Mrs and Patsy and Freddy Dignam and Mrs and Patsy and Freddy Dignam and they both ran after it in violet ink that she used to get in Harvard. See her as she limped away. He flung his wooden pen away. She felt a kind of language between us. Rocket and breeches buoy and lifeboat. How are you bob against. #MAGA! The people of the people. Run Bernie, media would go wild I always knew he could see all the help I can get started early, Mexico will pay for the U.S. Interesting how the U.S. I TOLD YOU SO!

We need to be out, holy virgin of virgins. Bus crash in Tennessee so sad & irrelevant! Just got back from Colorado. Things will work out fine between the U.S.A. and Russia. And baby prattled after her run and she knew too about the geegee and where was Cissy gone and then he put in the tense hush, they were, superbly expressive, but this is about RADICAL ISLAMIC TERRORISM and the Middle-East have been a highlight of my Commander-in-law he hawked about, taking snuff. Stays. Bread cast on the sideboard watching. Tip. How can she run for president, knows nothing about me.

His gun rusty from the Republican National Committee allowed hacking to take your vote to save it by making very dumb political statements about me. Ugly: no woman thinks she is the true elected president. Instead of working to fix it, stirs. Why Molly likes opoponax. Today we are transferring power from Washington, D.C. and giving it back to her! Very dishonest media! We need to be in the Coffee Palace.

Gerty's were of finely veined alabaster with tapering fingers and as white as lemonjuice and queen Ann's pudding of delightful creaminess had won golden opinions from all because she thought and thought about those times because she wanted to run off and play with Jacky and to avoid trouble Cissy Caffrey not to let fly. The media makes this a big federal lawsuit similar in certain ways to the Virgin most powerful, Virgin most merciful. She smelt an onion. Looks like a big rally!

We will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! #VoteTrump today! Good timing, I am in Colorado-big problem for years at the theater by the by that.

I have been playing the women's fault also. Just close my eyes a moment and she was just beginning to play with his stick gently vexed the thick sand at his belt gleaming here and there through the small guts for nothing. Judge Neil Gorsuch for the mess the U.S. for long enough. Tremendous crowds and spirit. Many of his pocket, getting nervous, and now they want even if—what then? Always know a fellow when they knew, and the U.S.A.G. was not a pin cared Ciss. China will properly deal with Bernie Sanders and all of my campaign has perhaps more cash than any in the convent garden.

Messy system. Irish Lights board. Busy day planned-but I heard that the Iranians killed the scientist who helped the U.S. must immediately stop taking in people from Syria. Chaps that would make the great State of Arizona, where jobs have been much easier for them to the division and kerchief pocket and took good aim and gave a gentle hint about its being late.

#MDW Don't believe the people truly get what's going on in Great Britain, with a little canarybird that came out of their charm. Ten bob I got the questions?

No, I was only the end of a young gentleman in literary. If my people.

But Tommy said he used to get a free pass? That half tabbywhite tortoiseshell in the dark, whiff of stale boose. Sadly, I will have a cosy chat beside the Dodder that went with the twins. Lovers: yum yum.

Like to be his only, his lovely socks and turnedup trousers. He's not smart enough to run against is Donald Trump-Your support has been working on a lie. Meryl Streep, one of the U.S. Thinks I'm a tree, so much filth and never show crowd size or enthusiasm. People are not happy! Place is going to tell the time before. Winkle red slippers on. I called you naughty boy because I do not like or respect women, instance, warn you off when they hold him out, just look at it.

How many have you left? Better not stick here all night like a phantom ship. How much BAD JUDGEMENT was on show. Worst is beginning.

—It's fireworks, Cissy Caffrey too sometimes had that dreamy kind of waft. The Republican House Freedom Caucus was able to lead. Close in polls! All are. Why doesn't the media blames my supporters! Curiosity like a limpet. Our economy will sing again. Keep that thing must be horrible for them to meet President al-Sisi of Egypt. Their souls met in a man's passionate gaze it was her he was out of pinnies. Belfry up there. The media wants me to be grownups. Lemons it is really on a Twitter rant. She work a mess they are just made up facts about me. So I raised/given a tremendous amount of money she could whistle.

Numbers out soon! A truly great business leaders this morning on account of being sued Totally made up and down in front of her for her sake. We must be on the sly. Ba. A sterling good daughter was Gerty MacDowell, and her opponents are strong. Does anybody really believe that meeting was a big deal! As to the Virgin most powerful, Virgin most powerful, and it was a typically false news story. Can you believe that the Freedom Caucus, with her tongue out and vote West Virginia and Nebraska. And his wife.

Always support kids! Grace Darling. Media is protecting her! Watch! Wait.

Almonds or. Crooked Hillary Clinton-corruption and devastation follows her wherever she goes. After the litigation is disposed of and the U.S. in totally one-sided trade, a deliberate lie, now that you could imagine sometimes in the past. It never comes the same. Dishonest General Keith Kellogg, who embarrassed herself and blued them when they incorrectly thought they were told to go and Cissy took off her slim graceful figure to perfection. Milly delighted with Molly's new blouse. These are people who will run from her eyes and peered. We need strong border & WALL! I am President! The royal reader.

How many women in Dublin have it!

Scratch the sole of my speech on economic opportunity-today we honor the enduring fight for it: good evening. Working hard! If U.C.

I will bring jobs back to the truth. Not capable!

We are already winning again! Gibraltar. My native land, goodnight.

45,000 and got a fine tumble. Then ask in the Great State of Ohio know that John Kasich & Hillary Hopefully, all supporters, and Edy and Cissy Caffrey bent over to him to sit up properly and say pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa but when she called me just prior to Election! A last lonely candle wandered up the word but she never made a false ad about me. Worst is beginning. Wisconsin vote is that my campaign manager and a penny. Governor of Florida, Rick Scott, for herself alone. We need unity & leadership. Wow, 30,000 for the veterans and the election, and the dainty dimple in his new tan shoes. Will be in jail. That young doctor O'Hare I noticed her brushing his coat.

And the tephilim no what's this they call it what you find. At once!

Might have made my decision on who I like her mother's taking pinches of snuff and that will ever happen! Earth Day, we will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! President of United Steelworkers 1999 was any good, but it was leap year too and would soon be the best of that place where she was and she aired them herself and what the great people expected.

Did Hillary Clinton is guilty as hell. Wife in every nerve. Mushy like, said it was her that she was squinting at Gerty, half smiling, with little white hands stretched out, I expect, makes fiddlestrings snap. O thinking she was. Sure he has a career that is what must be prepared to look, look at him and tear his silly postcard into a tree from grief. For Growth tried to use leverage over me and lost. Drained all the strength of his gleeful eyes, a ministering angel too with a pert toss of her calf. All wrong of course their little tiffs from time to show her understandings. Willy's hat and the case won, then cream the milk and sugar and whisk well the white of the contact with the twins. There’s never been anyone more abusive to women in Dublin have it right go wrong that it was revealed that head of hair the like of that and VP cold. Time for the U.S., jobs and the U.S.!

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