shadow on the wall.

[iammorethanmemory]

[ml-archive-blog]

     There’s history. Bad history. Not many know of it; none should. Causation for relationship’s deterioration is as private as it is complicated; passed judgement on what it appears to be rolls easily off. It doesn’t bother him - hasn’t. Ill thoughts and disapproving words (from strangers, no less) preach only to the choir. ❝ - Hm.❞

      He’ll follow.

[anacceptablecasualty-blog]

     the dark-haired figure trailing into his peripheral vision rallies a chuckle, bouncing his bristled adam’s apple. joel’s sentience extends past fortune cookie responses--surprises haven’t gone extinct.

     “ any specific reason homes are fewer over here -- ? bit peculiar. “

[exfireflyarchive-deactivated201]

     “ wow. what can i say? you caught me! i’m just a giant fucking piece of shit. but don’t try to act all high and mighty, you’re not so innocent either. ”

[anacceptablecasualty-blog]

     “ spare me the teenage melodramatics, yeah -- ? i know i’m not. i’ve done worse than leave someone behind to save my skin--difference is, love, i have no trouble admitting to it without dressing up the truth. “

[exfireflyarchive-deactivated201]

     “ pretty sure whatever rubbish i say you’ll wring my neck anyways. but just for arguments sake, i’ll say i was thinking i don’t want to die and you seemed like a capable man. clearly you made it out alive so. congrats on that, vergil. ”

[anacceptablecasualty-blog]

     “ -- and i’ll say you’re teeming with shit. don’t pretend to have cared--you would’ve left me to that lot, regardless. “

[exfireflyarchive-deactivated201]

     “ what? – oh, no. all this snow, got me a bit under the weather. but, you look a little tense. ”

[anacceptablecasualty-blog]

     “ ... do i now -- ? must be this bloody blockbuster moment of reuniting with the gal who left me to be fuckin’ quartered. do tell, darling, what were you thinking -- ? spew rubbish of survival, i’ll wring your neck right here. “

[exfireflyarchive-deactivated201]

     shit shit shit. “ what are the odds? glad to see you’re… alive. ”

[anacceptablecasualty-blog]

     “ odds, indeed, ripley. something the matter -- ? you’re looking a touch pale. “

[anacceptablecasualty-blog]

@exfirefly

     “ ... -- you. “

[capnhook]

      “Aye, it’s what makes the world turn in domestic little places. Death by bloater. Apologies, mate, that’s an unsavory way to go.”

[anacceptablecasualty-blog]

     “ my sympathies ended when i found food he’d been hiding from me in his bag, the slimy shit. “

[babejolras]

[quotemadness]

His cold politeness, his ceremonious grace, were worse than anything.

Jane Austen

[anacceptablecasualty-blog]

three years after the outbreak, he began questioning himself over his decision at the gates to choose the military over joining general population as time progressed. the american and british services have their discrepancies, but the common cornerstones of to defend and preserve are present. corruption and paranoia rankling within the agency and forces was destroying everything that vergil risked life and limb for--cost him his health. they degenerated into oppressors. they weren’t protecting anyone anymore.

notwithstanding what revolutionary militia groups like the fireflies thought of themselves, he perceived them in a selfsame fashion; too tangled in their own delusions of moral grandeur to comprehend the magnitude of repercussions their actions instigate. all of them have abetted the damage than mend it--neither sides are superior to the other one.

[somethingtocarry]

     —girl… ellie?

[anacceptablecasualty-blog]

     the intelligence and cognizance gathered in the wolf’s eyes is disconcerting. animals are clever--astute in manners that humans often overlook. the old shuck-looking bastard appears to him too shrewd. vergil licks his lips.

     “ which word was it -- ? girl -- ? “

[anacceptablecasualty-blog]

anyone whose infection scan results pan out positive during a building condemnation are killed without discrimination of age, gender or race on the spot. people who result positive at the quarantine zone entrance are terminated out of public eye. in the eight years that vergil was stationed in the chicago quarantine zone, he executed a total of six children under the protocol designed to protect the rest of general population. the first child he killed was a twelve years old named arthur. he hasn’t forgotten about him a day, whether it’s by name or the color of his eyes.

[justanotherrpmeme]

bold which habits your muse has

[outlawedpelvis-deactivated20160]

bold which habits your muse has

nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | binge drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming/singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | crossing arms over chest | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back of their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders

[somethingtocarry]

     —it’s snow.

[anacceptablecasualty-blog]

     “ ... -- should’ve listened to the girl. “

[anacceptablecasualty-blog]

maitland family.

[aseaofquotes]

Brandon Sanderson, The Way of Kings