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lacklustre ˈlaklʌstə/ adjective -- lacking in vitality, force, or conviction; uninspired or uninspiring. UNDER CO.

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[doujinshi]

[bulltruearchive]

rpmemesstash :

LOGAN (2017) // SENTENCE STARTERS

feel free to change pronouns / descriptors !

those are chrome plated mugs.

oh, fuck.

you’re the only one that can help.

get the fuck away from me!

it was either an escaped tiger or freddy kruger.

i’m looking for someone who’s looking for you.

get the fuck out of my car.

i am a fan, by the way.

nature made me a freak. man made me a weapon. and god made it last too long. 

holy fuck.

two days on the road, only one meal, and hardly any sleep. 

you are dying. you want to die.

this is what life looks like: people love each other. you should take a moment…

i always know who you are, i just sometimes don’t recognize you.   

this has been the most perfect sleep i’ve had in years… and i don’t deserve it, do i? 

(name), you still have time.

she’s like you.

you had a nightmare.

people hurt me.

i hurt people.

i’ve hurt people, too. they were bad people.

you know you gotta pay for that, right?

hey, hey, c’mon, where’s your parents?

not okay!

what the fuck?

the lord will provide.

it happened once and they just turned it into a big fucking lie! 

bad shit happens to people i care about.

take your friends and run.

you don’t have to fight anymore.

don’t be what they made you.

no … no, dad. no … no … daddy! no, daddy! dad!

so this is what it feels like.

such a nice man.

i don’t wanna talk about it. i don’t wanna hear it anymore. 

i have to pee.

i am fucked up.

motherfucking auto trucks!

language, (name).

geez, seeing you like this, it just breaks my damn heart. 

showtime, boy!

hey… hey, hey, what’s goin’ on? huh? 

you can talk? you can fucking talk?

i hear you at night; you’re not sleeping.

there’s no living with the killing. there’s no going back. right or wrong, it’s a brand. a brand that sticks. 

let’s go. we gotta move.

i don’t know how you got me here, but… thank you. 

you read these in your spare time?

there are no more guns in the valley.

we got ourselves an x-men fan.

this is ice cream for bedwetters.

they make you look younger.

i wish i could say that you were a good pupil, but the words will choke me.

what’s all this bullshit’s been for the last 2,000 fucking miles? 

what? okay, shut up! shut up! shut the fuck up! 

it’s a fantasy, kid.

sweetie, you want some dessert?

don’t hit me!

no, do your homework.

dinner’s ready.

you okay, boss?

i’m not a box of avocados.

let’s go to fucking fantasy land.

[bulltruearchive]

“wish  the  hell  i  was  your  dad.  you  wouldn’t  be  goin’  around  talkin’  about  takin’  these  stupid  shop  courses  if  i  was.  it’s  like  God  gave  you  something,  man,  all  those  stories  you  can  make  up.  and  He  said,  'this  is  what  we  got  for  ya,  kid.  try  not  to  lose  it.’  kids  lose  EVERYTHING  unless  there’s  someone  there  to  look  out  for  them.  and  if  your  parents  are  too  fucked  up  to  do  it,  then  maybe  i  should.”

[lcklstr-blog1]

i  just  snagged  .  .  .  the  best  chris  chambers  url  i’m  crying  .  .  . 

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greaselungs replied to your post : when  u  rmbr  that  chris  vowed  at  the  age...

dont do this to me

he  died  trying  to  mediate  an  argument  between  two  strangers  at  a  (  fast  food  ?  bc  of  the  queue  ?  )  restaurant  at  the  age  of  21  ---  stephen  king  already  did  this  to  you  :/

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when  u  rmbr  that  chris  vowed  at  the  age  of  12  (  or  earlier  !  )  to  never  drink  alcohol  bc  he  was  convinced  that  if  he  touched  it,  he  would  turn  out  just  like  his  abusive  father  &  brothers.   also  when  u  realise  that  chris  would  totally  have  stuck  to  his  vow  &  died  having  never  had  a  drop  of  alcohol  (  his  vice  instead  was  tobacco  )

[mostly-tv-series]

What she says: I’m fine. What she means: Chris Chambers probably never felt loved or accepted in his own home. He was mentally and physically abused by his own family. He was misunderstood and didn’t think he was enough. He was a great friend who just wanted to make peace and be happy for once. Chris deserved none of the shit he had to go through.

[katerinaxxpetrova]

[bruiselikeviolets]

aesthetics: mel & wanda

You’re my very favorite person in the known universe.

[lcklstr-blog1]

ALTRIE   ›   WANDA  !

     a soft  gasp  escapes her at the sight of the boys,  even as she   coughs   at the burn in her throat.     she stands more quickly than she should,  stumbling slightly but managing to catch herself   –   and once she’s stable again,  a  giggle  escapes her that she can hardly control.     her further steps are more careful,  comically so,  as she approaches ian.     once she’s wrapped her arms around him and burrowed her face in his chest for a moment,  she looks up at him with slightly cloudy eyes,  a bright  smile  emerging as her  (  meager  )  weight sags against him,  with no plans of letting go.          “   –   hi. ”          although generally more  verbose  ,  her last drink now has settled into her body,  warming her and taking away some of the more core functions that she had grown accustomed to in the human body.

as  if  on  instinct,  kyle  reaches  out  to  grab  sunny  before  she  hurts  herself,  but  is  more  than  happy  to  allow  her  to   prop  herself  up  against  the  wall,  swaying  slightly.  ian  has  a  point,  he  supposes  ----  STILL.  kyle’s  always  been  the  more  .  .  .  tightly  wound  of  the  o’shea  brothers,  &  he can’t  help  but  think  this  situation  is  his  fault.  it  was  his  alcohol.  ❛     we  weren’t  gone  that  long,     ❜  he  murmurs  at  length,  a  sense  of  guilt  coloring  his  tone.  ❛     i’m  pretty  sure  it’s  normal  to  wait  at  least  two  days  before  getting  WORRIED.     ❜  

[cheekyfitchmoved-blog]

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                                              no — i love her.

                                                 independent emily fitch from skins. written by ink.

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[lcklstr-blog1]

ALTRIE   ›   WANDA  !

     that   question   –   that question she can’t answer.     it isn’t that she doesn’t trust sunny,  or she doubts ian,  but she doesn’t    KNOW    the answer.     jared was special because melanie’s mind and body loved him,  and so did wanda’s memories   –   but ian was   ian   ,  and wanda loved him with all of pet’s body and with all of her soul.     so the bottle is brought swiftly back up,  pressed to pink lips and drunk for as long as she can muster  (  even as blush explodes across pale cheeks   –   at least,  more of a blush than the flush of the alcohol  )  .

it  was  SUPPOSED  to  be  a  quick  trip.  in,  grab  more  cryotanks,  out.  several  hours,  but  nothing  too  long.  but  they  hadn’t  anticipated  jeep  issues,  which  had  delayed  them  on  the  way  home.  can’t  stop  &  ask  for  help  when  everyone  around  you  is  the  ENEMY.  still,  the  problem  was  fixed  &  they’re  home  now  ---  though  it’s  a  good  deal  LATER  than  they’d’ve  liked.  first  thing  the  brothers  do  on  their  arrival  back  in  drop  off  the  cryotanks  to  doc  ;  yet  another  successful  raid  completed.  doc’s  half-asleep  when  they  drop  off  the  contraband,  &  it’s  his  sleepy  murmur  of  ‘THANKS’  that  alerts  the  boys  to  just  how  late  it  really  is.  they  leave  doc  to  his  sleep,  checking  ian’s  room  for  wanda  (  the  girls  must  be  worried,  going  for  so  long  without  word  from  the  boys  ),  &  upon  finding  it  empty,  head  instead  to  kyle  &  sunny’s  room.  it’s  only  natural  that  to  two  souls  would  be  sticking  together.  ❛     you  think  we’ll  get  yelled  at  for  being  away  for  so  long ?     ❜  kyle  murmurs  to  ian,  a  small  smile  playing  at  the  corners  of  his  lips.  ❛     i’m  half-expecting  sunny  to  handcuff ---     ❜  he’s  cut  off  as  he  pushes  the  door  to  his  room  open,  just  in  time  to  see  a  pink-cheeked  wanderer  gulp  down  a  large  quantity  of  .  .  .  tequila.  SHIT.  blue  eyes  take  in  the  scene  :  two  small  girls,  a  bottle  of  tequila  each,  &  matching  expressions  that  kyle  isn’t  quite  sure  how  to  label.  ❛                     what  the  hell  ?     ❜

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my  amazonian  daughter,  aka  louisa  ryder’s  bio  is  now  available  here  for  you  to  read  !!  i’d  love  some  interactions  with  her !

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KYLE  O’SHEA  -  BEFORE  &  AFTER.