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𝙻𝙸𝙴𝚄𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙺 𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽 [...] 𝙳𝙴𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙸𝚃 𝙿𝙾𝙻𝙸𝙲𝙴.

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#𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐄𝐍𝐓  :  loved  by  motley.   twenty-one,  they/them,  ADT  timezone.  est. 17/06/21.  private  &  low  activity  LIEUTENANT  HANK  ANDERSON  of  quantic  dream’s  DETROIT  :  BECOME  HUMAN.  firmly  anti-david  c*ge.

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the gender envy i get from hank anderson should be illegal

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sick joke // neck deep

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ecfigaes​:

it’s   not   a   fear   of   being   tossed   into   the   streets   that   upsets   her.      she’s   lived   on   the   streets   before  ,    and   she   knows   she   can   do   it   again.      but   she   hadn’t   thought   he   was   going   to   throw   her   out  ,    besides.       “      i  …      i   know   that  ,    it’s   just  …      it’s   because   you   want   me?      not   because   you   feel   bad?      ”

and  doesn’t  that  just  strike  him  right  where  it  fucking  hurts?  he  softens  almost  imperceptibly,  a  slow  slouch  of  his  shoulders  on  an  exhale,  and  runs  a  heavy  hand  down  his  face,  “ jesus,  kiddo,  yes.  yes,  i  want  you. ”  hank  sighs  and  slowly  shakes  his  head  -  how  poorly  has  he  been  behaving  around  her  for  her  to  think  anything  less?  “ you’re  a  good  kid,  ellie.  i  -  i  like  having  you  around.  here. ”

[paze]

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my phone: *rings* me: absolutely not

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@simcl​ said : 🔪 (riley in a blind panic not recognising anyone??? angst)    /    HOLD A KNIFE TO MY MUSE’S THROAT !

“ jesus! ”  hands  raise  at  blinding  speed  to  seize  riley’s  wrist,  holding  the  knife  far  enough  from  his  throat  that  he  doesn’t  fear  his  jugular  being  sliced  open.  the  anger  that flashes  hot  on  impulse  simmers  down  when  he  takes  in  that  it’s  his  daughter  who  has  lunged  at  him,  not  an  assailant.  then  he  notes  riley’s  expression,  and  he  falters,  but  his  tight  grip  remains,  “ riley,  it’s  me, ”  he  starts,  “ it’s  dad.  look  at  me,  kid.  you’re  all  right. ”  voice  is  rough,  tinged  with  a  sadness  that  reflects  in  his  eyes.  poor  kid.  “  it’s  just  me,  bug. ”  there’s  a  pause  then  -  hank  can’t  recall  the  last  time  he’s  called  her  that.  perhaps  it’s  too  little  too  late.

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Send me 🔪 to put a knife to my muse’s throat and see how they react.

[blossomfully]

“I cared a lot once,” she admitted wryly. “And it ruined me. So now I don’t care for much at all. I work in extremes like that.”

— S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #152

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extends limb. starter call !

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hey…how’s my portrayal? ♡

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song of achilles rp starters

by madeline miller. i altered some quotes so they fit better  ♡

❝  i saw then how i had changed.  ❞ ❝  name one hero who was happy — you can’t.  ❞ ❝  i feel like i could eat the world raw.  ❞ ❝  you are half my soul, as the poets say.  ❞ ❝  i have no need to forgive you. you cannot offend me.  ❞ ❝  i do not fear ridicule. i never have.  ❞ ❝  you have always trusted so easily; you have had so little in your life to fear or suspect.  ❞ ❝  do you hear me? please, say something.  ❞ ❝  your face is like quicksilver, always racing to something new. you unsettle me.  ❞ ❝  you do not give things up so easily now as you once did.  ❞ ❝  now i know how to make you follow me everywhere.  ❞ ❝  i would know your face in dark or disguise. i would know it even in madness.  ❞ ❝  there is no law that gods must be fair.  ❞ ❝  i have never seen anyone fight the way you do.  ❞ ❝  our dead come for their vengeance regardless of witnesses.  ❞ ❝  the sorrow was so large it threatened to tear through my skin.  ❞ ❝  when you die, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with you.  ❞ ❝  you were always better with words than i.  ❞ ❝  i will never leave you. it will be this, always, for as long as you will let me.  ❞ ❝  you smile, and your face is like the sun.  ❞ ❝  i thought you were — something. you do not — you do not move like a human.  ❞ ❝  do you want to walk up to the woods?  ❞ ❝  you can’t be very wounded if you can stand for so long.  ❞ ❝  there are no bargains between lion and men. i will kill you and eat you raw.  ❞ ❝  we are like gods at the dawning of the world.  ❞ ❝  nothing could eclipse the stain of this dirty, mortal mediocrity.  ❞ ❝  i yearn for the darkness and silence of the underworld, where i can rest.  ❞ ❝  those seconds, half seconds, that the line of our gaze connected, were the only moment in my day that i felt anything at all.  ❞ ❝  you seem utterly unaware of your effect on the people around you.  ❞ ❝  it was almost like fear, in the way it filled me, rising in my chest. it was almost like tears, in how swiftly it came.  ❞ ❝  you are a weapon, a killer. do not forget it.  ❞ ❝  i have heard that men who live by a waterfall cease to hear it — in such a way did i learn to live beside the rushing torrent of my doom.  ❞ ❝  if you have to go, you know i will go with you.  ❞ ❝  there is no one like you.  ❞ ❝  we have given each other wounds, but they are not mortal.  ❞ ❝  and perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.  ❞ ❝  who can be ashamed to lose to such beauty? it is enough to watch you win.  ❞ ❝  do not let what you have gained this day be so easily lost.  ❞ ❝  you have killed them and taken your vengeance. it is enough.  ❞ ❝  no man is worth more than another, wherever he is from.  ❞ ❝  strange that such a small kindness feels like grace.  ❞ ❝  you can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature.  ❞ ❝  i cannot bear to see you grieving.  ❞ ❝  i remember little more than scattered images from my life then.  ❞ ❝  i would recognize you by touch alone, by smell; i would know you blind, by the way your breaths came and your feet struck the earth. i would know you in death, at the end of the world.  ❞ ❝  i see a dozen men here ready to leap on each other’s throats.  ❞ ❝  in my land a bow is marked as the weapon of cowards.  ❞ ❝  you may still make a good person.  ❞ ❝  you don’t bother to threaten me, yet. i should be worth threatening.  ❞ ❝  the memories well up like springwater, faster than i can hold them back.  ❞ ❝  i hoped that you would come.  ❞ ❝  the voices of the dead were said to have the power to make the living mad.  ❞ ❝  i have weathered the anger of gods before.  ❞ ❝  i thought of how many nights i had lain awake in this room, loving you in silence.  ❞ ❝  there is nothing in the world i want more than to know what you had not said.  ❞ ❝  you will never gain fame from your fighting. does this surprise you?  ❞ ❝  my mind is filled with cataclysm and apocalypse: i wish for earthquakes, eruptions, flood. only that seems large enough to hold all of my rage and grief.  ❞ ❝  i will not cry in front of you.  ❞ ❝  listen to me. you go too far in this. i will not be able to protect you.  ❞ ❝  there is no honor in betraying your friends.  ❞ ❝  i’m afraid I have been prompted by a rare stirring of guilt.  ❞ ❝  i promised myself that if i ever saw you again, i would keep my thoughts behind my eyes.  ❞ ❝  i did not want you to see my fear, though normally we kept nothing from each other.  ❞ ❝  gods and mortals never mix happily in our stories.  ❞ ❝  you will be dead soon enough.  ❞ ❝  you are destroying yourself. you will not be loved for this, you will be hated, and cursed.  ❞ ❝  you left yourself today. and now you are returned.  ❞ ❝  you are a better person than i.  ❞ ❝  whatever you do, i shall stand with you, as i always have.  ❞ ❝  you have looked at me a thousand thousand times, but there is something different in this gaze, an intensity i do not know.  ❞ ❝  my life is my reputation. it is all i have.  ❞ ❝  may i give you some advice? if you are truly his friend, you will help him leave this soft heart behind.  ❞ ❝  what are you thinking about?  ❞ ❝  even the boldest of people would whisper a prayer if they brushed against me.  ❞ ❝  the keen edge of my envy was like flint, a spark away from fire.  ❞ ❝  do you think we fight hopeless wars?  ❞ ❝  it is strange, that you would speak against betrayal.  ❞ ❝  if every soldier killed only those who’d personally offended him, we’d have no wars at all.  ❞ ❝  no one has ever tried to take something from me.  ❞ ❝  stay behind me.  ❞ ❝  will you help me put the rest of my armor on?  ❞ ❝  your face is blank and barren, like another language, impenetrable.  ❞ ❝  i am here because i believe that we will win. i am staying until the end.  ❞ ❝  your presence is like a stone in my shoe, impossible to ignore.  ❞ ❝  he is not worthy of you. he never has been.  ❞ ❝  will you tell me who hurt you?  ❞ ❝  it is like a nightmare; i expect, each moment, to wake to relief. but there is no waking.  ❞ ❝  i do not need to prove myself to you. to any of you.  ❞ ❝  you have always thought too much of yourself.  ❞ ❝  some men gain glory after they die, while others fade.  ❞ ❝  even here, behind the darkness of my eyelids, i cannot name the thing i hope for.  ❞ ❝  our joy is so bright we can see nothing else but the other.  ❞ ❝  you have a tender heart. an admirable quality, surely.  ❞ ❝  you are spring, golden and bright. envious death would drink your blood, and grow young again.  ❞ ❝  i will not be the raven on your shoulder all the time, predicting gloom.  ❞ ❝  you look different in sleep, beautiful but cold as moonlight.  ❞ ❝  when there is greed, there is hope.  ❞ ❝  i could have told you more, of the dreams that leave me bleary and bloodshot, the almost-screams that scrape my throat as i swallow them down.  ❞ ❝  you are angry, and not without reason.  ❞ ❝  you feel mislead; you were promised victory.  ❞ ❝  you know, it’s funny; i keep thinking i’ve seen you before.  ❞

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early munday from my Joan Jett looking ass

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simcl​:

↪                                IT HAD BEEN ONE OF THOSE DAYS where everything seemed to be going wrong and the only thing that would make her feel better was to cuddle up with her father, in her childhood home and make herself feel like she was a little kid once more. shrugging her shoulders, she avoided the question and buried her head into his chest - arms wrapping around his frame. it was well past the time ANYONE should be up, but with TWO cops in the household, sleep was never really on the table. even after all this time away he still smelt the same. ❛ just one of those days, ❜ she mumbled. work was tough always so tough. ❛ and i’ve missed you. ❜ she continued, for once being open enough to even say what she was feeling.

she  holds  tight  and  hank  holds  tighter,  chin  settling  atop  her  head.  and  doesn’t  this  just  flood  his  chest  with  the  tight  grip  of  nostalgia,  bordering  on  painful  -  how  long  has  it  been  since  hank  has  been  sought  out  for  something  so  gentle?  brash,  cold,  unfeeling  hank,  better  suited  to  patronizing  sticky  bartops  than  offering  a  comforting  presence.  but,  he  supposes,  riley  knows  him  better.  “ missed  you  too,  kiddo, ”  a  small  smile  then,  “ i’m  glad  you’re  home. ”  if  it  can  still  be  called  that.  it’s  lost  much  of  it’s  earlier  warmth,  replaced  instead  with  empty  beer  bottles  and  week  old  takeout  boxes  piled  up  next  to  the  trash  can.  he’d  tried  to  clean  up  some,  knowing  that  riley  was  returning  -  though  it’s  hard  to  tell.  “ rough  day  at  the  office? ”

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if p.orn bots could stop following me that’d be so nice

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retail is . so tiring. but I wore my hank shirt today and ordered a new one that reminds me of him

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ecfigaes​:

her   lower   lip   trembles.      does   he   think   she’s   some   stupid   kid   that   can’t   handle   the   truth?      ellie   folds   her   arms   tight   across   her   chest  ,    staring   fixedly   at   a   point   just   over   his   shoulder.       “      for   your   conscience  ,      ”       she   says  ,    and   hates   that   she   sounds   like   a   pitiful   kid.       “      that’s   what   you   said   before  ,    and      –      and   i   heard   gavin   talking   about   it   to   chris!      ”

“ what? ”  and  then  it  dawns.  he  had  said  that,  hadn’t  he?  over  a  month  ago,  off-handedly  when  taking  her  in.  fuck’s  sake.  “ yeah,  i  said  that.  but  shit  changes,  kid  -  i’m  not  gonna  send  you  out  on  the  fucking  street. ”  of  fucking  course  it’s  gavin  she  had  to  hear,  not  connor  or  even  fowler  -  fucking  reed,  who  doesn’t  know  his  ass  from  a  hole  in  the  ground.  “ don’t  you  listen  to  a  fucking  thing  he  says,  got  it?  he’s  useless,  and  he  doesn’t  know  shit, ”  hank shakes his  head,  “  you’re  staying,  ellie. ”