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[godforgave]

#𝑔𝑜𝒹𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞  is  an  independent,  private,  and  selective  𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑤 '𝑝𝑜𝑝𝑒' 𝑐𝑜𝑑𝑦  as  featured  in  tnt's  animal kingdom.  protected fiercely by  𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖊.  be mindful of triggers. 21 + 

∣∣∣   ✞ ˎˊ˗     CARRD.   WISHLIST.   PROMPTS.   BLOGROLL.

featuring: lyricbound. gobagx.   eatsraw. traumedical.

[godforgave]

starter call. what if. ( pls like )

[godforgave]

follow me back??

i need a formal request in writing

[godforgave]

if i could start over again . . . a chance to be normal, i'd do it, too.

#𝑔𝑜𝒹𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞  is  an  independent,  private,  and  selective  𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑤 '𝑝𝑜𝑝𝑒' 𝑐𝑜𝑑𝑦  as  featured  in  tnt's  animal  kingdom.  protected  fiercely  by  𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖊.  be  mindful  of  triggers.  21 + 

[godforgave]

hi <3

[godforgave]

me: i need a break from my pitt blog moots: making pitt blogs me: staring at shiftchange and sweating

[sammy-bryant]

SHAWN HATOSY as ANDREW 'POPE' CODY Animal Kingdom | Covet (6.05)

[godforgave]

if i could start over again . . . a chance to be normal, i'd do it, too.

#𝑔𝑜𝒹𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞  is  an  independent,  private,  and  selective  𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑤 '𝑝𝑜𝑝𝑒' 𝑐𝑜𝑑𝑦  as  featured  in  tnt's  animal  kingdom.  protected  fiercely  by  𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖊.  be  mindful  of  triggers.  21 + 

[terr1fy]

POPE CODY:  AREN’T YOU GOING TO DO SOMETHING?

clarice didn’t move  ;  she kept her back straight and breathing even,    the way they taught her at the academy to keep the adrenaline from pooling in her fingertips.  she kept her eyes fixed on him  -  the clinical detachment she would usually have was replaced with a steady and unblinking stillness.  ‘maybe.  or maybe i’m waitin' for you t’make th’first move.  maybe m’waitin’ t’see if you’re as tired of carrying your family’s weight as you look,’    head tilted a bit,  her gaze searching his.    ‘you’ve spent your whole life being told when t’move and who t’hit.  if i do somethin’ now,  i’m just another person pullin’ your strings,’    she let that settle between them,  thick and expectant.    ‘all i’m sayin’ is that  -  well,  the police are circlin’ th’building.  it’s your choice what comes next,  mister cody,’ @godforgave.

[godforgave]

𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐢𝐧  𝐡𝐢𝐦  𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬.  bad.  he  knows  what  this  is.  it’s  a  push.  a  test.  a  hand  reaching  into  his  skull,  trying  to  rearrange  things  that  aren’t  theirs  to  touch.  he  hates  that.  his  tongue  presses  hard  against  the  back  of  his  teeth.  for  a  second,  he  says  nothing.  doesn’t  move.  doesn’t  even  blink.  because  if  he  answers  too  fast,  it  means  something.  if  he  reacts,  it  means  they  got  in.  and  they  don’t  get  to  do  that.  his  gaze  drags  up  slowly,  fixing  on  the  woman.  his  fingers  twitch  at  his  side  before  curling  into  a  fist.  ❝  you  don’t  know  anything  about  them.  ❞

[hollowprompts]

🤐 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 : 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘴. 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 (+ 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦) 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦.

🕊️ 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞: 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞

01. gently brushing the other's hair out of their face to tuck behind their ear. 02. wrapping a blanket around their shoulders from behind. 03. brushing tears off of their cheeks. 04. reaching out hesitantly before resting a hand on their back. 05. placing a cup of tea or coffee in front of them. 06. sitting beside them while they are asleep to watch over them. 07. sharing silence with them. 08. pulling them into a tight hug. 09. writing something quietly and passing them the note. 10. fixing a piece of their clothing carefully.

🔥 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨: 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫

01. staring at them in silence for a long moment before walking away. 02. slamming a door shut without explanation. 03. packing their things up, slowly and deliberately. 04. breathing sharply through their nose and refusing to meet their eyes. 05. cleaning something obsessively in silence.

🥀 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

01. running their thumb over the others bottom lip slowly. 02. standing just a little too close, enough to feel each others breath. 03. grazing their knuckles along the other's hip or thigh in passing. 04. undoing the top button of their shirt while holding eye contact. 05. leaning in like they're going to kiss and then pausing shyly. 06. sliding a hand under their chin to tilt their head up.

[disgustinggf]

bf who pets me while im petting stray cats

[bak3rs]

@.BAK3RS .. an INDEPENDENT - mutuals & 21+ only ; roleplay blog for ELENORE ❝ ellie ❞ GIBBS - an original NCIS character. taking heavy influence from the TOP GUN franchise - she is easily adaptable & can be slotted into any universe. baked with love by spyro. ©

[wesandresons]

[brett-richards]

Shawn Hatosy as Brett Richards in Fire Country "Life of a Fire Fighter" (4.12)

[khrused]

FROM HERA'S INSPO PLAYLIST ( ... ) ♡ 'D BY @godforgave

" i dont want to do it just to be nice... "

[godforgave]

𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰  𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝  before  he  could  think  about  it.  his  body  shifted  back,  shoulders  tightening  as  he  put  a  few  extra  inches  of  space  between  them.  touch  had  never  meant  anything  good  to  him.  not  really.  so  instinct  pulled  him  away  before  her  closeness  could  turn  into  something  he  had  to  brace  against.  his  eyes  narrowed  slightly  as  he  studied  her,  chin  tipped  down  just  enough  that  he  was  looking  at  her  from  beneath  the  line  of  his  brow.  ❝  then  why  are  you  doing  it?  ❞

[wesandresons]

[godforgave]

⁀ ✉︎ ˎˊ˗   𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭  𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥.   (   @doomend   ) | | |   ⤷   :   ‘i  thought  i  had  a  short  fuse.’

𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰  𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭  𝐡𝐢𝐬  𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤  𝐭𝐨  𝐳𝐚𝐜𝐡,  his  attention  fixed  on  the  heavy  bag  swaying  in  front  of  him.  the  chain  above  it  rattled  softly  with  every  hit.  he  was  still  carrying  the  damage  from  the  night  before.  a  bruise  bloomed  across  his  side  —  dark  purple,  spreading  ugly.  each  twist  of  his  torso  pulled  at  it,  but  he  kept  moving  anyway,  bare  skin  slick  with  sweat,  worn  gloves  thudding  into  the  bag  steady.  leather  cracked.  the  bag  swung.  andrew  followed  it,  striking  again  before  it  could  settle.

his  voice  was  flat  when  he  finally  answered.  ❝  the  guy  had  it  coming.  ❞  he  still  didn’t  turn  around.  the  bag  lurched  under  another  hit,  the  chain  groaning.  his  shoulders  rose  and  fell  with  slow  breaths  as  he  reset  his  stance.  ❝  he  wouldn’t  keep  his  mouth  shut.  ❞  another  punch  drove  into  the  center  of  the  bag.  ❝  now  he  will.  ❞