#ichtgod

[handspike]

there's  always  a  party.  sometimes  twice  in  one  week  there  is  a  party.  party,  party,  all  that  their  kind  knows  how  to  do  is  make  wholehearted  attempts  to  socialize,  and  party.  reggie  can't  keep  up.  she  needs  her  little  sliver  of  peace  -  she  needs  fresh  air.

she's  tired  of  all  this  masking,  feigning  normal.

@ichtgod said, “i  don't  think  we  run  in  the  same  circles,  but…  perhaps  we  can  change  that.”

he's  got  a  cigarette  dangling  from  his  lips  -  there's  another  procured  her  way,  and  this  one,  she  takes,  meeting  his  gaze,  while  she  invites  the  flame.  she  doesn't  waver,  she  doesn't  flinch,  she  offers  cool  smile.  the  breeze  is  helping  the  blood  rush  to  her  head.

“who  are  you?"

[bosincleir]

*          @ichtgod   …   " the fucker deserved it. "

well, bo supposes he can't really argue with that. not that he's needed an excuse for his actions — not for a while, anyway. & even he has to admit that yeah, sometimes they really do just deserve it. like no one's got any fucking manners anymore.

ㅤㅤ﹙ 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝚆𝙾 𝚂𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝙰 𝙻𝙾𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝙻𝙸𝙱𝙴𝚁𝚃𝙸𝙴𝚂. ﹚

leather-booted foot snakes out to give the limp body a solid thud in the ribs. no response. as expected, considering the large pool of blood the stranger is laying in. he moves closer to the head, feet either side of it as he looks down at the expression forever carved into the face. some of them really give it their all right beforehand, but some don't even seem to try. this guy seems to fall somewhere in the middle. most of them do, really. that's why it's can be fun catching them off guard, depending on the person. hands grab the shoulders, rough. he look at j.d. “ — help me move him. ”

[hacksawcd]

@ichtgod: holy shit. can you believe we really pulled that off?!

"Alright, alright — " Lawrence held one of his hands up in a tired sort of exasperation, gesturing for him to settle down. The sounds of Hoffman screaming out obscenities, like that would do the disgraced detective any good, reverberated down hallways that felt eerily foreign and familiar to Lawrence all at once. "We did what needed to be done. It's not some spectacle to get excited over." He stressed, but it was undermined by the distracted way the words were delivered.

It had been a while since Lawrence had needed to don the pig's mask, as it were. Even in his early days of Jigsaw involvement, he had never been the one called on for brute force. Taking a page out of John's playbook and enlisting the help of others had been an unseemly but necessary move. The other one had stayed behind to ensure that Hoffman had been thorough in covering his tracks with that explosion of his. Dramatic. Messy.

The boy's enthusiasm for the brutality was as worrisome as it was tiring. Lawrence huffed out a breath, leaning his weight on his cane as his eyes caught a faded trail of blood stained pink on the unfinished cement floor before looking up at JD with a serious expression. "Remember this moment." He urged gruffly, "That," He pointed in the direction of the bathroom's heavy metal door, "Is what happens when you try to play by your own rules."

MORBID CURIOSITY ，still accepting .

[krakkwire]

@ichtgod​​    ›     “  you are not my father.  ” (sorry in advance i just think they should fight. lmk if you wanna plot anything also!)

❛❛ daddy issues ? kid, that’s the oldest story in the book. ❜❜ slow , crooked grin spreads across his face the kind that says not offended , not surprised , not even remotely intimidated. if anything he looks entertained. he shifts his weight, rolling his shoulders , the kid's got fire. his big middle finger to the world, he recognizes it cause he lived it & practically wrote the damn manual. ❛❛ i sure as hell ain't applyin' for the job. but you came at me with that line like you wanted me to fill the damn role. ❜❜ he tilts his head, shifting lucille lazily over his shoulder, eyes dragging over the kid reading a familiar story. ❛❛ burn the world down to make a point, you call it rebellion, i call it tuesday. shit, kid, i like you, you're relatable as hell ! ❜❜ with a crack of laughter that bounces off the walls. he takes a beat before his grin fades, coldness stills his expression. ❛❛ you wanna test me ? go on. i'll teach you somethin' your old man never did. ❜❜

                                            𝘗𝘐𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘌𝘚𝘛 𝘚𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘕𝘊𝘌 𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘚     !        

[handspike]

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this  is  FUN!!!!  YES!!!  you  need  to  send  this  on  some  of  your  other  blogs  btw.  but  nancy  would  hate  him  so  bad.  he  would  drive  her  so  nuts.  i  need  it.  reggie,  i'm  afraid,  would  be  influenced.  tommy  and  j.d.  because  what  if  they  were  in  the  hospital  together?  tasty.  i'm  chewing  on  it.  let's  feast…