#cunninglamb

[in-the-endstone]

happy pride month, everybody. i want to get tag-teamed by three theodores. thanks

[stcrlngs]

   The halls of the Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally Insane were cold. Colder than Starling had hoped they’d be. She felt distinctly unwelcome, though she supposed that it was meant to be that way. It wasn’t meant to feel like home. She’d been briefed before coming over, and briefed again by Dr. Chilton. It still didn’t quite prepare her for actually seeing Will. It felt... odd. Wrong, somehow.

   “Mr. Graham? I don’t know if you remember me, but I was lucky enough to catch one of your seminars while I was an undergrad at UVA. “

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[in-the-endstone]

mspaint petersons from the past few days

[in-the-endstone]

mr. peterson, please chase me around, i beg you... i cant stop thinking about it

this was drawn before that was, can you believe it. i predicted my fa&gotry

[in-the-endstone]

whoops . . . caught me! （´∇｀'' )ゞ

[in-the-endstone]

worlds first theodore masters peterson selfshipper

[d4rkpassengerz-moved]

( @cunninglamb )

❛ I had to evolve. It was the only way to survive. ❜

Ah, SURVIVAL. The man behind the mask knows it all too well, DEXTER MORGAN is a creature based in surviving his own instincts. He cannot fault the other - can't, for even a slither, find it in him not to comprehend that need for constant evolution. But how much of himself, the self that understands, should he reveal? THE DARK PASSENGER is not for people like WILL GRAHAM to see. The intelligent ones are always the RISKIEST to slip up in front of. Add onto it being a foil of Dexter's. From what he hears, the man before him reeking of ill sleep and maladjustment is an EMPATH. Fundamentally foreign to Dexter as a concept. So interesting, so dissectible, yet THREATENING all the while.

He leans back in his chair, mimicking DEBRA when she receives news of someone's passing - that air of feeling SORRY for others.

"That must have been rough." Pause, but do not audibly breathe, just a deep sort of silent, contemplative breath as though thinking of what to say. "I can't say I've had to survive too much, but it feels like it would be hard." Furrow your brows just a bit. "No wonder you seem consistently stressed." Observational statements. ANGEL seems to appreciate it when he makes those.

[sacredpyre]

“there’s something wrong with me.”

It was often said that the first step to getting help was first to admit that there was something wrong to begin with. After all, you could lead a horse to water but you couldn't make him drink it. But what people often forget to mention is that before you heal someone you must ask them this; can you give up what's making you sick? If you attempt to make that horse drink, it would undoubtedly end in disaster—it would be like trying to drown a creature that simply refuses to sip.

Taking a deep breath, a gentleness filled Alena's eyes as she studied him. Looking over his features though she never quite met his eyes-they both knew eyes were far too distracting. "Show me, "She softly spoke as she stopped her search, wanting to hear it from Will himself rather than guess.

"Show me, and i'll try to help you. "

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