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☢ What fads/trends are you so over?

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Esp if you use loud music/music that starts suddenly/you HIDE the autoplay bar so it can’t be switched off.

As someone whose had full on freak outs because I’ve had my speakers low and heard random assed VOICES being played in the background of some blogs I will def say this: I won’t read your whole dossier if you scare me shitless.

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          Six gives very little of a shit about the plight of some injured prick on the side of the road. They had too much ground to cover and not nearly enough time to do it. Not to mention it could be a goddamn trap, and honestly, in the time they’d spent bickering, they could have at least been walking, but no, this fucker’s gotta stand in his GODDAMN way.

                    “ we don’t got time for this shit, brother, “ he snaps, “ look at those markings-- that face ink has raider bait written all over it. “

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“Stay back! I have one the settlers!” Citra shouts, stepping out of the building slowly, a gun pressed to the young woman’s head. She's half tempted to just shoot the woman right then and there, her cries and pleas grating on the raider’s already short patience, but she knows she can’t hurt her too badly, not if she intends to leave this settlement alive. 

Her and a group of twenty raiders from her gang had attacked the settlement and, being completely unaware of the Minutemen’s presence, had found themselves outgunned. All the others had been killed in the resulting firefight, but Citra had managed to seek shelter in one of the houses, where she had discovered the woman and saw her chance of escape. 

She stops right outside the door, tightening her grip on the woman in front of her, careful to keep herself mostly concealed behind her in order to avoid being shot. “Let me go and I will give her back unharmed.”

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          He presses his fingers into his shoulder and grits his teeth with a sigh. Jamie was stubborn and frustrating and all kinds of too good for his health. Six doesn’t want to talk or think or anything. He doesn’t even want to be touched by the other man because every time they do it pushes him further toward the breaking point of his resolve. 

                     “ you’re gonna get yourself killed, wonderboy. i can take care of myself. so g’on and git. “

          He won’t stop pushing. He can’t. He’s just going to bring this poor guy death. Or maybe he’s doing it to protect himself. He doesn’t need some heroic prick to save him from himself ( yes he does, but he sure as hell doesn’t want it ) and he sure as hell doesn’t want anyone pushing him to fix himself. Let me run headlong into danger. This is who I am. This is what I do. Deathwish walking, stop trying to keep up.

                     “ i’m gonna be the death of you at this rate. “

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"Do you remember that one Brotherhood Elder in the west who disappeared after the Brotherhood tried to hold control of that one solar power station in the Mojave? He was alive, as it turned out, but I killed him.

Honestly I think he deserved it but what the heck to I know about morality."