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valhallic‌:

“ oh, this guy? he’s not a dog, he’s a small bear. “

“ Can I talk to him? ”

keptpeace‌:

OPEN

he stands as if a snake ready to strike, but yet to anyone who doesn’t know him it’s a peaceful stance of someone devoted to the cause. Paul’s eyes shine with an excited brightness and a soft smile accompanies the expression. His family shall be proud of him and his endeavors. For ensuring those who haven’t seen the light to indeed do so under his care. ‘Everything will fall into place, you’ll see. We must have faith in the plan… faith in each other…. but most of all faith in THE FATHER.”

Sevastiyan was hiding in a snake’s den, and now he seemed to be faced with one of the four Cobras. He does his best not to shrink in his presence, listening intently not only to the words he speaks but the noise in his brain. Gods, he talked like a fool. The teen was no stranger to religious zealotry ( in fact, that was mostly what people targeted him with -- demon child, born as a curse upon the small, religious settlement ) but what was happening at Hope County? That was a whole new level of fucked up.

“ They’ve brainwashed you, ” he speaks, words abrupt and cold. He’s never been one wise enough to watch his tongue. He was but a kid, mind so full that he must speak the thoughts that boil over. “ You want the love from your family so badly that you give up your morals. ” He talks like he’s analyzing a character from a book rather than talking to a real human being, a quirk which he really needs to work on. Eyes narrowing behind shades, he bites his bottom lip. If he were wise, he’d run, but weeks spent studying this cult left him curious, and his curiosity had always been his downfall. “ Is it really worth it? Your soul for your family? ”

#keptpeace #verse. far cry 5.

open.

“ If I get a fake ID with the name Shark Frenzy do you think that people will still treat it like it’s real? How absurd of a name do you get to have before people stop thinking your ID is real? ”

#he's Considering making this his new alias #ISJFSIFJ #open.

awkward baby boy

#please introduce him to A Brush #visage tag tbt.#mun doodle.

godhole‌:

❝ i keep lookin’ for the man of my dreams — ❞

❝ it’s kinda hard ‘cuz i’m an insomniac. ❞

“ Wow, real poetic William Woodsworth. ”

#FIODUFJODSIFSV #IM SO SORRY #godhole

should i draw... sevastiyan

#IM TEMPTED #I HVENT DRAWN NEW ART OF HIM IN SO LONG #outofpower.

colormestupid‌:

“I know it’s fake, kid,” Alec responded easily. He knew the game–he was one of the ones that played it, back in the day. Y’know… before juvie. “If y’ain’t buyin’ booze, y’don’t really need it anyway.” Eyes shifted to the night’s show–a small time comedian–as the crowd laughed as if on cue. Gaze then fell onto the bar counter where the teenager had put the money. Great, the thought to himself. Crumpled bills and a shitton of quarters. Oh well. Kid clearly ain’t Mr. Moneybags. Could’ve at least uncrumpled the bills, though… “We’re more of a… a small venue, so yeah we got some foods.” He slipped out a menu and handed it over. “Tell me what y’want and I’ll send it back to the kitchen.” There was a long pause before releasing the laminated paper, then a sigh. “Look, kid. Tell y’what. Seems like y’don’t really got much goin’ for ya… So long as y’don’t go ham on the menu, I’ll pick up the rest of what y’can’t pay for.”

“ If it was fake, which it’s not, why would I pick such a silly name? If I had a fake ID or identity, I would be Shark Frenzy. Now that’s a cool name worth the price of a fake ID. ” He feels a twinge of guilt as he hears the other’s thoughts about the bills. Sheepishly, he begins uncrumpling them, attempting to straighten out the mess of money. He’s distracted by the menu being slid towards him. Purple eyes gaze over the options, looking for anything vegetarian. He wasn’t picky. Once the money is uncrumpled, he takes the menu in his scratched up, dirty hands. He’ll wash up in the bathroom later. “ ...Thanks. ” His voice is soft. He doesn’t turn his back on pity -- typically, he uses it to his advantage. Those who aren’t immediately turned off by him typically feel bad for him. “ I’ll have the ceaser salad. ”

#colormestupid

oldhector‌:

How ODD. While Hector should have known better than to look directly over to the men that the boy mentioned, he did so anyway. Rookie mistake, but it confirmed that they really were staring at them. He reaches up to scratch his bristly chin. He’s not adverse to a little drama, but Hector likes to avoid custody if at all possible. Honestly, he suspects that the men in black are after him instead of this kid. “Funny joke, kid. Say I play along, what aren’t you accused of? Think I oughtta know before I decide to help you.”

“ You’re not supposed to look at them, ” he muttered, staring down the other behind shades that sat crooked on his nose. His eyes narrow, left twitching as he tried to single out the thoughts of those watching them amidst all the noise. What was he accused of. Hah! What wasn’t he accused of? He wouldn’t be surprised if they marked him down as wanted for some atrocious crime just to weasel out of claiming that they were hunting a seventeen year old for being abnormal. “ They want something that I have, something that is a part of me. They chased me out of my home. It’s not something I can help. I didn’t kill anyone, though. I didn’t do anything wrong. I’m just -- me. I’m special. ”

#oldhector #I LOVE HECTOR ALREADY #ive known this man for 5 minutes but i love him

taggedmemes

SENTENCE MEME ⟶ SHUFFLED MUSIC LYRICS / PART TWO always feel free to tweak the sentence to fit your muse.

“Past and present doesn’t matter.”

“What you say is way too complicated.”

“I’ll be anything you ask and more.”

“It’s not a miracle we needed.”

“I think it’s overrated.”

“The question is, why doesn’t he grow up?”

“Why does he still behave as a child?”

“I’ve got nostalgia running through me.”

“It seems I drunk too much.”

“We all are living in a dream.”

“Life ain’t what it seems.”

“All the sorrows that I’ve seen lead me to believe that everything is a mess.”

“The scars that mark my body are silver and gold.”

“My blood is a flood of rubies.”

“The fire’s found a home in me.”

“This is the start of how it all ends.”

“They used to shout my name, now they whisper.”

“People talk to me and all their faces blur.”

“I’m locking up everyone who ever laid a finger on me.”

“I hear your voice as it echoes around my head.”

“Get out while you still can.”

“I’ve been here too long.”

“I knew I didn’t see what you thought you saw in me.”

“Welcome to the inner workings of my mind.”

“I become afraid of the darkness in my heart.”

“Is this just an illusion?”

“Don’t you hold back.”

“You don’t own me.”

“I can always have what I want.”

“I’m not just one your many toys.”

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

“When I go out with you, don’t put me on display.”

“Don’t try to change me in any way.”

“Don’t tie me down, because I’d never stay.”

“Just let me be myself.”

“I’m young and I love to be young.”

“It’s never been this way before.”

“I’m shut down by anxiety.”

“I’m moving on like lightening bolt.”

“I struggle to find any truth in your lies.”

“My weakness, I feel, I must finally show.”

“In these bodies we will live, and these bodies we will die.”

“Where you invest you love, you invest your life.”

“When I see you, I really see you upside down.”

“This is fact not fiction.”

“All the girls in girly magazines can’t make me feel any less alone.”

“I should have given you a reason to stay.”

“This hurts like hell.”

“I had that dream again where I was lost for good in outer space.”

“How do I shake a waking nightmare that is only worse when I’m sleeping?”

“I love this feeling, but I hate this part.”

“I wanted this to work so much.”

“The tarot cards say it’s not so bad.”

“You’re the best.”

“I could go on and on and on and I will.”

“I never dreamed of this.”

“This love is good, this love is bad.”

“You showed up just in time.”

“This love left a permanent mark.”

“I watched you leave.”

“I’ve got the gift of one-liners.”

“You’re as shallow as a shower.”

“You and I walk a fragile line.”

“It’s getting dark and it’s all too quiet.”

“I can’t trust anything now.”

“I won’t lose you again.”

“Don’t leave me like this.”

“I thought I had you figured out.”

“Something’s gone terribly wrong.”

“You’re all I wanted.”

“I still mean every word I said to you.”

“He would try to take away my pain, and he just might make me smile, but the whole time I was wished he was you instead.”

“I’ve been wondering when you’re gonna see I’m not for sale.”

“I’m not part of your machine.”

“I’m not scared of what you’re gonna tell me.”

#box fillers.

@souldetaches // one-liner call.

“ The answer is yes. ” Sevastiyan pauses, brow furrowing ever so slightly as he realized the other didn’t ask the question out loud, but rather thought it. Why was it so hard to tell the difference sometimes? “ I mean usually answers to questions are yes. ”

#souldetaches

kozlovist‌:

he sits at his desk, cup of coffee in his left hand and a folder which weight probably is bigger than his own in the other. sighing heavily, he gently drops the cup on the surface and uses a finger to slide it towards the boy before him.

“alright kid, let’s begin with why the fuck are you blasting stuff.” he says in a rather sarcastic tone. “and also why your name is NOT registered.”

@mindreadtm | starter call

Sevastiyan hated situations like this. Situations when he couldn’t run fast enough. Luckily, his fake IDs and his aliases usually kept his real identity hidden. Though, to be fair, he had a very recognizable face. The albino looks apprehensively at the coffee placed before him. Never liked the stuff. Pretty shit peace offering.

“ I’ve already told you that I didn’t blast anything. All of a sudden things just started flying and I ran away as fast as I could. I was scared. ” He’s lying, though his tone remains stoic. “ I don’t know why it’s not registered. Roger Johnson -- check it again. I showed you my ID and everything. ”

#kozlovist

mindreadtm-blog

open.

“ Keep your head down. They’re watching. ” The boy speaks quietly, gaze shifting to the men in black who stood in the corner, watching the two of them speak. Shortly after, he returns his gaze to the other. “ They’re after me, but the man on the right plans to follow you if you get up and leave. ” His lip twitches as he listens to their thoughts, trying to focus on the leader. “ They won’t hurt you, but they will take you into custody. Say they saw you conversing with a wanted criminal. I’m not – I’m not a criminal. ” The last part was a mere hiss and it was unclear as to who it was directed to. “ What do you want to do? We can escape together, but they’ll think you’re aiding me. ”

#open.#i like this open...