Tries Hard

ind self Insert oc, Matthew Campbell, penned by xR affiliated with firstjimothy & goodfxnder

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Starter Call.

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The Knockturnal flirting with Bruce interviewing Pablo Schreiber and Bruce Langley (x)

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I’m sorry to all the people I hurt whilst I was hurting.

whatisitgoodforabsolutelynothing (via wnq-writers)

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New FC bc I’m weak

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✧    NBC’S    HANNIBAL    PROMPTS   !   

*  A MIXTURE OF NBC’S HANNIBAL PROMPTS , CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS AS NEEDED .

‘   This is not a fatal wound. The bullet misses every artery.   ‘

‘   It just means she can’t do anything about it. This is my design.  ‘

‘   I imagine what you see and learn touches everything else in your mind.    ‘

‘   I can’t shut mine off any more than you can shut yours off..   ‘

‘   Please, don’t psychoanalyze me. You won’t like me when I’m psychoanalyzed.    ‘

‘   Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go give a lecture on psychoanalyzing.   ‘

‘   Therapy doesn’t work on you because you won’t let it.   ‘

‘   Well, perhaps you need to un-learn some tricks.   ‘

‘   Last time he sent me to a dark place I brought something back.   ‘

‘   I suggested one of those clackin’ swingin’ ball things.   ‘

‘   It’s the inevitability of there being a man so bad that killing him felt good.  ‘

‘   I’m still not entirely sure that wasn’t my intention, pulling the trigger.   ‘

‘   Eating her is honoring her. Otherwise, it’s just murder.   ‘

‘   So killing somebody, even if you have to do it, it feels that bad?   ‘

‘   You beginning to appreciate my lack of sympathy?   ‘

‘   I don’t know how I’m gonna feel about eating her after all this.   ‘

‘   It isn’t very smart to piss off a guy who thinks about killing people for a living.   ‘

‘   Passion’s good. Gets blood pumping.  ‘

‘   My parents gave me a gift. A twin. Who wouldn’t want two of me?  ‘

‘   What kind of victim forgives the killer at the moment of death?   ‘

‘   I have no taste for animal cruelty. That’s why I employ an ethical butcher.    ‘

‘   I’m afraid I insist on it, no need for unnecessary suffering.   ‘

‘   Human emotions are a gift from our animal ancestors.   ‘

‘   Well this should be interesting. Please, doctor, proceed.   ‘

‘   What it grows, and where it’s growing it will likely kill you..   ‘

‘   It’s getting harder and harder to make myself look.   ‘

‘   But I am looking alone, and you know what looking at this does.   ‘

‘   I know what happens if you don’t look, and so do you.    ‘

‘   I can make myself look, but the thinking is shutting down.   ‘

‘   You don’t think I have a right to know what’s happening with my wife?  ‘

‘   The effect I was hoping to have was her death. Mission accomplished.    ‘

‘   Certain personalities are attracted to certain professions.   ‘

‘   Here we are, bunch of psychopaths helping each other out.    ‘

‘   Words are living things. They have personality, point of view, agenda.   ‘

‘   Your bad luck that you’re the best, pal.    ‘

‘   I feel like I’ve dragged you into my world.    ‘

‘   I want to go on record as saying that this is a very bad idea.   ‘

‘   It’s natural to see if someone is clever enough to climb over them.   ’

‘   What reason did you have to kill the others?   ‘

‘   Insane isn’t really black or white, is it?   ‘

‘   What do you smell on me?    ‘

‘   I think that the work you do here has created a sense of stability for you.   ‘

‘   You married? You’re married. How long you married? That long?   ‘

‘   I feel like hell. Actually, no, I feel, uh, fluid, like I’m spilling.    ‘

‘   You were attacked by a patient not too long ago. I read the report.    ‘

‘   They will believe he did. They will believe he killed others, too.    ‘

‘   I’m so sorry, ______. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you in this life.    ‘

‘   I know who I am. I’m not so sure I know who you are anymore.   ‘

‘   I am not the intelligent psychopath you are looking for.  ‘

‘   I’m not asking you to believe anything you can’t prove.   ‘

‘   I’ve always found the idea of death comforting.  ‘

‘   That would suggest a radically unorthodox form of therapy.    ‘

‘   I’m always happy to do a favor for a friend, just say the word.   ‘

‘   How does one politely refuse a dish in circumstances such as these?   ‘

‘   You never answered my question. How would killing me make you feel?   ‘

‘   She was compelled to take his life so she could take her own back.  ‘

‘   Tell me, did your heart race when you murdered her?   ‘

‘   When the fox hears the rabbit scream, he comes running. But not to help.   ‘

‘   I let you know me… see me. I gave you a rare gift, but you didn’t want it.  ‘

‘   Imagine what you must taste like. It won’t be long until someone’s taking a bite out of you.   ‘

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firstjimothy:

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‘ TOO GODDAMN BAD KYLE I ALREADY PRE-ORDERED YOUR BLADERUNNER TICKET. ’

“I MEAN YEAH I WANNA SEE IT BUT LIKE??? I’M STILL A BROKE ASS BITCH. U DONT HAVE TO TAKE ME.”

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firstjimothy.

‘ naw man it’s fine, it’s good, you’re good. ’ ―he does that thing where he rushes through it, and because of the way he’d been angled in bed his hair was sticking the fuck up in all sorts of places. he checks his deadpool watch―the one he doesn’t like taking off even in the shower but he takes it off before he showers cause uhhh it’s not exactly waterproof―and makes a note of the fact that it’s almost 3:00 in the morning and he legitimately hasn’t slept since he woke up yesterday.

he doesn’t mean to be staying up so bogdamn late-early like he’s been doing of late ( ha ), but it just kind of happens, and even when the lights are off and he’s cozy under too many blankets for the end of summer heat, it’s either his phone or his 3DS. lately it’s been the DS, playing the same game over and over with the added pokemon aspect despite the fact that he beat dream drop distance within the first two days of having bought it, but he’s not gonna bore matt with his dream eating escapades. he’s been doing a lot of crying lately ( he’s always doing a lot of crying ) but he’s used to it as much as he can be. matt, however, does not delight in it, prefers dry eyes when tim’s busy snorting and snotting into his own sleeve, and because of that, because this isn’t a common occurance―the roles are usually reversed, if anything―he takes on the role of friendly comeuppance, even as his eyes are red around the edges.

‘ i haven’t like slept anyways so it’s not like you could wake me up cause like hey; didn’t even sleep in the first place! ’ tim gestures with a guess i’ll die type shrug before going towards the fridge, finding the takeout box he’s been hiding in the back of the fridge and downing a very cold, very shitty tasting tater tot. ‘ ―dude i’ve still got steak from golden, want some? it’s like maybe a day old. maybe. and not like past it’s prime old, just old in terms of when i brought it home. it’s pretty fresh, dude. kitchen staff loves me―us gays gotta stick together, y’know? ’

                        He shifts a little, hiding his arms beneath the blanket suddenly more conscious of his own state of dress. It isn’t often he doesn’t have pants on and his thighs are one of those little things he hates about himself. He hasn’t shaved in a few days and it makes his face itchy, though her resists  the urge to scratch it, instead digging his nails into the palm of hands only for a moment. He might be a little depressed, a talking.. Shouting match with is grandmother does that sometimes... You deserved it. The little fuck goblin in the back of his mind sings, echoing his grandmother’s words. He pushes the thought away and forces a smile before lifting his glass of cola.                       You don’t deserve to be yelled at. He tells himself and it causes a bit of nausea. That happens sometimes when he’s like this... Telling himself good things makes it worse. Suddenly feels selfish for not asking Tim how he’s been. He says nothing, and sits in silence for a long moment before moving his leg out from under him and flexing his toes.“Dude, you need some fuckin’ sleep.” He says it like he hasn’t been up for the past few days. “You didn’t sleep at all?” He sets the cup down, scratching at the back of his neck.                      “Us gays? Dude, you’re bi and I’m still a closeted pansexual.” A pause. “Shit you right.” Amusement taints his words.”Yeah, I could eat.” He tries to avoid late night snacks, the hum of the microwave is always too loud or the anxiety from his teenage years always gets the best of him and the slightest sound makes him flinch. But with Tim awake that goes away, because he doesn’t have to worry about waking the house. “You sure I’m not... like... Keeping you awake? Because I can y’know cook for myself... I’m a grown ass man...”

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NEW PHONE WHO DIS:

‘ mattheeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW ’ 

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                         “Should... Should I ask??”

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@firstjimothy // I’m stress writing, let me live.

                        It’s the middle of the night, the lights are off in the little apartment and the house is for the most part, asleep. Matt is sitting at the kitchen table, foot tucked beneath him a large glass of cola in front of him and an empty plate. A blanket over his shoulders, a bright pink t-shirt and supernatural boxers. He was too lazy to put pants on when he left his room. He’s deflated, a rare sight for anyone. The pink haired man is often impossibly optimistic. A flipflop clad foot sits toes pressed to the floor as his leg shakes and shakes and shakes. He runs a hand down his face and lets out a low and long G R O A N. He wants to scream, not that he will. He wants to break things but he’s owned so little in his life. He wouldn’t dare. Sound and his head jerks up, a hand moves, pushing up his glasses he watches his best friend with wide eyes. “Did I uh... Sorry... I didn’t mean to... wake you.”

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goodfxnder.

          “Y’know, you would have been a lot more convincin’ if you didn’t have the spoon still.” She’s quick to plop minuscule frame onto the couch next to him, daring to lean over to peak at just how much ice cream was left. “Geez, how stressed are you ? “

                         “I don’t think there is a standard measurement for stress... There should be... It’d be like, keeping up a lie, finishing paperwork the day it’s due and then... Tim probably...” He holds out the container to her, only a few spoonfuls left, he’s changing the subject. “You wanna take this from me before I eat it all because believe it or not, I will.”

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When someone mentions how much they love and trust their family:

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goodfxnder.

     “ - We’re out of ice cream. Definitely wasn’t me that ate it all. I didn’t even get a single bite of it! …       was it you ? “

                         He stress eats, well actually he stress drinks cola but they’re out so he’s caught spoon in mouth, a blanket over his shoulders. “I am offeded you would think I would ever do something like that...” He huffs. “ I would never.... I wouldn’t... Not in a million... Yeah it was me...”

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Starter Call.

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On one hand I want to change my FC on the other hand... :/

[kngshxt-deactivated20180831]

i am not a hint taker. u need to speak up.