HAIL TO THE VICTOR. @egoclaim - Tumblr Blog

#the good shit #❛ — a bit of an asshole but always well dressed. / aesthetic.

misskringle:

“David, when it comes to Mr. Gordon and how I manage my subordinates, I’d ask you to please keep your comments to yourself.” There’s an edge of frustration to her tone, hands balling into tight fists before releasing slowly. “There’s someone in our midst that fed information to their contacts. I set up a stress test without telling anyone. I didn’t want anything to interfere with the results. And now I have my answer. Thankfully, nothing went south beyond what I’d anticipated.”

words are chosen oh - so - carefully, thin brows scrunching in thought. the last thing he wants is to displease an old friend ( possibly his only one ) but out of concern for her safety, he feels it necessary to say what others will not.

❛ please don’t misunderstand me, Kristen ; you handled the situation as well as could be expected from someone without the proper experience. what i’m trying to say is simply that Mr. Gordon performed inadequately, and your life was put in danger, albeit none too great. do you mean to tell me that his capabilities -- and potentially his position -- shouldn’t be reevaluated? ❜

#misskringle #misskringle 001.#❛ — threads.#❛ — not for honor but for you. / cui bono.

passionate-souls

Passionate Souls.

anythingbutabaybreeze

@egoclaim

#:'^) i love dying and being dead #doot doot all aboard the pain train again #❛ — you're a good man. even if you think you aren't. / lisa & david.

swiftsnowmane

I could keep you safe,” he rasped. “They’re all afraid of me. No one would hurt you again, or I’d kill them.

Sandor Clegane to Sansa Stark, A Clash of Kings by George R.R. Martin. (via swiftsnowmane)

#this is relevant on every blog #eyezooms @ lisa and blythe #❛ — it's hard to pretend you're the best. / musings.

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snagged from @pukwitchy.

#salandit is his companion pokemon :'^)#❛ — cutting imitators off at the knees. / about.

calcifydamage-arch

ttrraauummaa

trauma didn’t make me pretty, trauma didn’t make me timid or anxious or soft or delicate trauma made me angry, trauma made me hateful, trauma made me distrusting and mean and bad and undeserving of pity or help.

#:l #❛ — a conditioned response from a life of battered nerves. / behavior.#❛ — it's hard to pretend you're the best. / musings.