It had been a rather Good day thus far, Cerebrum had decided to himself as he strolled around his headquarters, pointedly ignoring the muffled protests of his Hostages. He’d managed to not only successfully rob a high-security bank and kidnap the employees, but also finish his newest experiment: A large ray designed to Freeze everything in a fifty mile radius. He had not included a self-destruct button nor was it controlled by remote. He was a genius, After all, and wouldn’t fall prey to the Stereotypes many others of his position had fallen victim to.
At age, Twenty, Cerebrum was by far the most Prominent supervillain in at least five years, a title which he openly expressed pride.

The Telepath then huffed; Everything had been going according to plan, he knew for a fact that everyone for the next few cities had heard of his actions, judging by the amount of police officers he could feel crowding his building.

And yet, as always, HE was late.

thinkcaithink:

thatoneguywiththebooks:

1. I’ll make sure to tell him- Oh, he says you’re paying too.

2. Hah. Good to hear that I’m not always unplesant, though I am. I’m not the good kind of different, at any rate.

3. FOR GOD’S SAKE CAILEAN, DON’T TYPE SO LOUDLY SHE CAN SENSE IT.
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*snorts* In more ways than one- Still hitting your head on doorways? *makes a face, shaking his head furiously* We are not talking about this, nope- You don’t hit on me, I continue to act like a prick to you and everything is dandy, now lets end this conversation. *blinks then arches his eyebrows*… Did I really? Huh… Relationships kind of feel more like a distant memory now.

1. Oh but of course~! Why would you even think that I would make my date pay? That’s just bad manners. 

2. You’re never always unpleasant. You just are too good at pretending you are. :) And you are a good kind of different.. usually. 

3. I’M NOT TYPING LOUDLY THE LETTERS ARE JUST BIGGER SO SHE CAN PROBABLY SEE BETTER. AND I’M SENDING DIRTY TEXTS MISS HIGGINS. WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT ITTTTT?

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*grins* And stairs and the floor and sometimes books…. *blinks, watching him* I wasn’t suggesting that I was going to start or that anything was going to change. Why are you in such a rush? *nods* You were… accepting though… even if it was just an idea. 

1. He wasn’t quite sure, but thank you for reassuring him- You promise you won’t steal him away from me, though?

2. Shhhh, Cailean, I have a reputation to uphold. If anyone found out that I might be a nice guy sometimes, I’d be ruined.

3. CAILEAN, NOOOOOOOOOOOO! SHE’LL KNIT ITCHY SWEATERS AND MAKE US WEAR THEM! CEASE THIS MADNESS!
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*laughs and shakes his head* Git- Be more careful. *shakes his head* Nope, the conversation is over. *smiles*… Well, then. I suppose I’m happy I indirectly helped you become more comfortable with yourself.

thinkcaithink:

thatoneguywiththebooks:

1. I’ll have to reintroduce you- You can go have coffee together and discuss the weather. 

2. Unfortunately it’s usually those ones who are the real pricks, I hate to say it.

3. SHHH. She might sense that you’re writing about her. And I have no idea what you’re talking about.

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*smiles a little, shrugging* I suppose too much attention is better than none, which is why he likes you. *cringes, blanching a little* I was not implying that! Don’t even mention that, it’s gross to think about. But you forget I was your best friend for pretty much all of your life, I knew earlier than you did, so that’s not the problem, you Git.

1. Sounds like a date. I look forward to it. Tell Mr. Bearbert I will bring the flowers~

2. Well you’re different too… and you’re not a prick. At least not always. ;)

3. AHAHAHAHAH MISS. HIGGINS I KNOW WHAT YOU READ ABOUT. YOUR BOOKS ARE DIRTY AND I LIKE STEALING THEM <3 

But you don’t deny it ;)

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*laughs* I’m good at giving too much… not so good with things like balance…. *laughs, running a hand through his hair to hide his nervousness* Well don’t think about it then~ I’m just saying it could… might be… a worry of yours. And I’ll promise that I won’t hit on your or anything… Kay? *shrugs* People change, don’t they? You’re the one that made me aware that it was.. okay… to like guys. 

1. I’ll make sure to tell him- Oh, he says you’re paying too.

2. Hah. Good to hear that I’m not always unplesant, though I am. I’m not the good kind of different, at any rate.

3. FOR GOD’S SAKE CAILEAN, DON’T TYPE SO LOUDLY SHE CAN SENSE IT.
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*snorts* In more ways than one- Still hitting your head on doorways? *makes a face, shaking his head furiously* We are not talking about this, nope- You don’t hit on me, I continue to act like a prick to you and everything is dandy, now lets end this conversation. *blinks then arches his eyebrows*… Did I really? Huh… Relationships kind of feel more like a distant memory now.

thinkcaithink:

thatoneguywiththebooks:

1. Indeed he is- His name’s Bearbert Einstein, by the way. I’m more emotionally attached to this thing than any other person in the world.

2. Yes, that’s fairly common- And I don’t blame you. I never saw what you liked in him either.

3. Miss Higgins is a wonderful elderly woman who surely doesn’t need you lusting up the place. Also, I could as part of the Nobody, pervert.

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*pouts a little at the cat and laughing when Squash licks him* Is he being honest? Not bullying you or anything? You’re such a good kitty, yes you are. *rolls his eyes slightly* Cailean, I knew that all along, that’s surely not it…. I just… I don’t know. *shakes his head* Nope, it’s nothing.

1. Ahahahahahah well I’m glad that you’ve found something in your life to love, Rhys. Bearbert and I need to be reacquainted, I do believe…

2. I thought he was different, you know? And I loved the attention.. ‘cause he made me feel like the most important person in the world… 

3. She can’t hear for shite, so it’s not like she’d even notice. Besides, have you seen what that woman reads?! … “Could be”…. ;)

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*grins, reaching over to pat the cat fondly* He loves me… I don’t know why. But I’m glad. *shrugs* Now that I’ve accepted it it’s true.. you know? Before I suppressed it, and for all we knew I would just marry a pretty girl and ignore it forever.. but now there’s a chance… *shrugs* It’s not like I’d ever… you know… date you I mean… come onnnnnn… 

1. I’ll have to reintroduce you- You can go have coffee together and discuss the weather.

2. Unfortunately it’s usually those ones who are the real pricks, I hate to say it.

3. SHHH. She might sense that you’re writing about her. And I have no idea what you’re talking about.

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*smiles a little, shrugging* I suppose too much attention is better than none, which is why he likes you. *cringes, blanching a little* I was not implying that! Don’t even mention that, it’s gross to think about. But you forget I was your best friend for pretty much all of your life, I knew earlier than you did, so that’s not the problem, you Git.

thinkcaithink:

thatoneguywiththebooks:

*pulls the bag in with his foot, nodding slightly* I don’t mind, he is a good cat.. I’ll try to take care of him best I can, despite my lack of expertise with pet ownership… Is that all you wanted?

*bites his lip* A-And… Can you make sure Thuaidh doesn’t go out looking for me? Last time he told me to go to hell he got drunk and nearly got hit by another car looking for me. I-If he dies I’m all alone. So if you hear him… ‘cause you can always hear him… call the Landlord or something…. please?

*nods* I’ll be sure to- it’s what I would’ve done regardless. I’ll keep an eye on him, if you want… Be safe, alright? Wherever you’re headed.

thinkcaithink:

thatoneguywiththebooks:

1. The fact that you and I had grown apart doesn’t affect my affections for the bear, it’s gotten me through a lot of tough times and nothing will change that… You’re welcome… Sort of.

2. … Nope, Can’t recall a video like that, Sorry- Or not sorry?- Though you have my deepest sympathies that things didn’t work out according to plan.
And I won’t; I don’t make a habit out of being sloppy.

3. Cailean, NO. Nobody wants to hear that- Not the Landlord, not Miss Higgins across the hall. Nobody.
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*snorts quietly, mumbling* Poor Kitty- Has the Bad Irishman been harassing you? It’s okay- I’ll buy you some snacks and you can come over anytime. *glances up*… I guess, I mean… Don’t you think so? *makes a face* Nevermind.

1. Well I guess… even if I’m not always here… ‘cause I’m not… reliable. Hot dog bear is here forever, you know? 

2. It’s probably best that you don’t look it up. … And I’m glad they didn’t. I mean now that I’ve seen that side of him I can’t remember what is was about him that I even.. liked, you know?

Good. Stay safe.

3. Miss Higgins loves me and wants me to be happy… And you didn’t say that you didn’t want to hear ;) 

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*laughs, putting the camera away* I have not! I’ve loved him with everything I’ve got and spoiled him rotten! *blinks* But we used to hang out all the time… you know? It wasn’t awkward then was it? … Is it because now I’m accepting that I’m bi? *frowns* No, what is it??

1. Indeed he is- His name’s Bearbert Einstein, by the way. I’m more emotionally attached to this thing than any other person in the world.

2. Yes, that’s fairly common- And I don’t blame you. I never saw what you liked in him either.

3. Miss Higgins is a wonderful elderly woman who surely doesn’t need you lusting up the place. Also, I could as part of the Nobody, pervert.

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*pouts a little at the cat and laughing when Squash licks him* Is he being honest? Not bullying you or anything? You’re such a good kitty, yes you are. *rolls his eyes slightly* Cailean, I knew that all along, that’s surely not it…. I just… I don’t know. *shakes his head* Nope, it’s nothing.

thinkcaithink:

thatoneguywiththebooks:

*blinks for a moment, expression going completely blank as he nods, taking the cat gently*… Sure, Do you have his liter-box and food? I will not have the time to buy them, so it’d be nice if you could lend me those.

*nods, gesturing to a small bag next to his feet* Mhm. All his stuff is in there… his toys too. A-And a blanket so he doesn’t miss it… something from home, you know? And.. uhm… I’ll come by… if Thuaidh calms down or I find somewhere to stay. Just tonight - it’s late and I dunno where else to go…

*pulls the bag in with his foot, nodding slightly* I don’t mind, he is a good cat.. I’ll try to take care of him best I can, despite my lack of expertise with pet ownership… Is that all you wanted?

thinkcaithink:

thatoneguywiththebooks:

thinkcaithink:

thatoneguywiththebooks:

*sits on his chair, idly chewing on a pencap as he stares at a notebook, occasionally scribbling something down or moving to flip through a textbook*

*Knocks at his door, tugging at the sleeves of his oversized green hoodie that he thrown over damp clothes before arriving at the door* ROOOOO? OI? RHYYYSSS? Please let me iiiiinnnnnn? *wipes at his eyes, trying not to sound scared* 

*jumps a little at the loud voice, glancing at the door and silently weighing his options before pushing up, moving to unlock then open the door, eyebrow raised*… Yes?

*Holds out the cat that has been sitting at his feet* Thuaidh told me… u-us.. to leave. And Squash doesn’t have anywhere to go. Can he stay with you? 

*blinks for a moment, expression going completely blank as he nods, taking the cat gently*… Sure, Do you have his liter-box and food? I will not have the time to buy them, so it’d be nice if you could lend me those.

thinkcaithink:

thatoneguywiththebooks:

1. I would never burn my babyyyy, he is so perfect. You can kind of tell- even though he’s kind of worn out now he is still the most wonderful bear in the world.

2. I hate him. If I had seen the videos had had his name on them, I would’ve just flagged it and moved on because he is literally just the largest bag of scum I have ever had the misfortune of meeting. YOU might be okay, but If I’m not allowed to fuse him with a squirrel then I am damn well going to key that obnoxiously overly-tricked out truck of his.

3. No, Cailean, No Phone Sex in the hallway, call him LATER.
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*smiles a little at the camera, turning Squash to face it as he makes him dance more* Your cat is extremely patient- And… I don’t know. It’d feel… Awkward, don’t you think? And also don’t say it like that.

1. I’m kinda surprised you think that about something I gave you.. I mean I was pretty sure that you’d want to burn it just for that… Thanks <3

2. Ahaha I think it was called something more along the lines of “Cailean O’Hara exposed” or “Out of the closet, f*g” - you know… something ‘classy.’ He wasn’t all bad… I mean… When I asked him out I thought he was near perfect - the kinda person you fall in love with… And I guess, as long as you don’t get caught…..

3. But I don’t wanna waaaaaaaiiiiittt… Can’t the Landlord just cover his ears?
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*grins, laughing behind the camera* My cat has put up with me for all his life, I think it’s a given that he’s patient. Only just over a year old and he’s this good… Hanging out with me would feel awkward? And say it like what? 

1. The fact that you and I had grown apart doesn’t affect my affections for the bear, it’s gotten me through a lot of tough times and nothing will change that… You’re welcome… Sort of.

2. … Nope, Can’t recall a video like that, Sorry- Or not sorry?- Though you have my deepest sympathies that things didn’t work out according to plan.
And I won’t; I don’t make a habit out of being sloppy.

3. Cailean, NO. Nobody wants to hear that- Not the Landlord, not Miss Higgins across the hall. Nobody.
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*snorts quietly, mumbling* Poor Kitty- Has the Bad Irishman been harassing you? It’s okay- I’ll buy you some snacks and you can come over anytime. *glances up*… I guess, I mean… Don’t you think so? *makes a face* Nevermind.

thinkcaithink:

thatoneguywiththebooks:

*sits on his chair, idly chewing on a pencap as he stares at a notebook, occasionally scribbling something down or moving to flip through a textbook*

*Knocks at his door, tugging at the sleeves of his oversized green hoodie that he thrown over damp clothes before arriving at the door* ROOOOO? OI? RHYYYSSS? Please let me iiiiinnnnnn? *wipes at his eyes, trying not to sound scared* 

*jumps a little at the loud voice, glancing at the door and silently weighing his options before pushing up, moving to unlock then open the door, eyebrow raised*… Yes?