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wandawillkill312 whispered *Teleports into Rook's room, wear her bikini, make-up, and hairstyle again.* "Hey Rook." She said, kissing him. "Are you ready for our beach date?"

wandawillkill312:

rookie-n-benji:

wandawillkill312:

rookie-n-benji:

"Of course, my dear," Rook replied cheerily, clicking his small suitcase shut that contained all the essentials for his temporary stay at the beach house. "So, what type of transportation did you have in mind for us to use? I could certainly drive us if you would provide me with the necessary coordinates for the facility."

"No we could just teleport there, beloved." She said.

((Sorry this took so long.))

((It’s okay c:))

"Teleport?" Rook blinked in confusion. "Could you please enlighten me on how that works? Will you be able to carry the both of us?"

"Yes."

*Holds out her hand for him to take.*

"Well, this is an oddly convinient ability of yours," he praised and put his hand atop of hers. "Now what?"

argit-will-betrayyou whispered "Leave me behind."

argit-will-betrayyou:

rookie-n-benji:

rookie-n-benji:

"No way in hell," Ben replied, hoisting the injured alien up by the back of his knees as he he carried Argit on his back, sheer determination pushing him to walk with his own wounded leg, away from their currently location after the two of them had just been ambushed by a Six-Six and Seven-Seven. Seems like Attea was in a killing mood today or whatever.  

Ben huffed, wondering just how long it would take for somebody to come to their rescue already. At least he that he din’t take this long helping people out. He’d have to complain to his Grandpa about that, given that he and Argit would survive until then, that is. Speaking of the space rat, he knew that he was just trying to get to his skin at this point and make Ben have mixed feelings about him, so doing something criminal next time would only become easier if the teen thought else of the rodent. Of course that wasn’t going to happen. Argit had played the sympathy card too many times for it to become very predictable at this point. 

A plumber hovercraft was on route as the ETA was now about twenty minutes. Most of the other plumbers were busy as a chain of crime had occurred that was needed for multiple plumbers on this planet. That meant that only one plumber that was just finished with his/her task was all that could be sent out to receive the a rescue of any kind.  Argit during this time pulled out a small vial of blue liquid and opens the top with a smile of need with a side of want as well, drinking the contain inside as now was a good time for him to take a taste of some drugs. He had no faith of making it at all..so it was fair for him to have a little drug trip while he was waiting, which only left him with a bitter taste in his mouth. A shame he was unable to do anything as a thought just came to mind.

"You do know I’ll just get arrested when help comes…so why not just wait for them while find a way to crawl away from the scene, I’m sure I can find my own medical attention."

Ben’s eyes flashed dangerously as Argit uttered these words, straining to shift his upper body around in order to look at him.

"Don’t you dare leave this spot, you! I can still," he clutched his aching side and groaned. "I can still turn into…Spidermonkey and glue your ass to the wall if I have to…"

wandawillkill312 whispered *Teleports into Rook's room, wear her bikini, make-up, and hairstyle again.* "Hey Rook." She said, kissing him. "Are you ready for our beach date?"

wandawillkill312:

rookie-n-benji:

"Of course, my dear," Rook replied cheerily, clicking his small suitcase shut that contained all the essentials for his temporary stay at the beach house. "So, what type of transportation did you have in mind for us to use? I could certainly drive us if you would provide me with the necessary coordinates for the facility."

"No we could just teleport there, beloved." She said.

((Sorry this took so long.))

((It’s okay c:))

"Teleport?" Rook blinked in confusion. "Could you please enlighten me on how that works? Will you be able to carry the both of us?"

pussifoot:

I find the shipping wars hilarious because here am with all my OTPs being crack pairings and the only “canoness” it has is when they are are in the same frame together or even have a small exchange of words. I’m perfectly content with that.

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A visual representation of me and my OTPs.  

Reblog if you don’t have a girlfriend or boyfriend.

highpitchedscreaming:

no-not-now-mama:

boston-strong-forever:

momoandmimi:

sweet-words-of-horror:

That’s a lot of notes. Let’s all date each other. Everyone get into groups of two.

Let’s do the math then.

with 841,518 reblogs that would be 420,279 couples.

cAN I GET MINE IN PINK PLS

everytime I see this post it has an even amount of notes, I guess I’m just doomed to be alone forever

me looking at thing: yooooo
me looking at price: nooooo
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