#triptocained

[bleedingviolet]

[ Cont. from here w. @triptocained ]

Last night didn’t provide good sleep for Norman but he was honestly used to it. He’s not exactly certain on the reason behind keeping him awake. There was nothing wrong with the hotel he was staying in or the surrounding environment yet he continued to spend hours tossing and turning, unable to close his eyes.

As a result he showed up to work exhausted, only smiling and nodding in response whenever someone tried to strike a conversation with him. He was busy swiping through files until he suddenly felt arms around his shoulders, removing his glasses and glancing upwards at the owner.

“I wish I could say I did but it’s been the total opposite,” he admitted, face lighting up a little once he caught sight of the presented coffee. Maybe the hotel room wasn’t working out for him but the FBI were paying him to stay there. “I really appreciate you taking the moment to bring me this coffee…”

The detective frowns softly at Norman’s response, but she’s in absolutely no position to judge. She didn’t exactly have a good relationship with sleep either. A hushed sigh escaped her lips, “..-you know, you can always call me if you’re having trouble sleeping, love.” She leans up, gently massaging his tense shoulders, “I stopped by a cafe on the way to work--I thought you might like a respite from breakroom coffee.”

Spotting a bit of hair slightly out of place, Harper goes to brush it back, brows furrowing as she feels heat radiating from him. She places the back of her hand to his forehead, gasping softly. “Norman, you’re burning up. Are you feeling alright?” Her voice is laced with concern. Had he come to work ill?

[metal-detective-rq]

If you had told fresh out of the academy Blake that machines that look like people would be walking around, he would have asked you what the fuck you were smoking. This was every scifi nerd’s dream. Blake hated the fact that droids were a thing. They’re machines, and yet they look like humans, which is creepy as fuck. How the hell was anybody supposed to stay human, when machines that look like humans are walking around in broad daylight?

Whatever, he guessed. They’re here to stay. Nothing he can do about it. Even if they’re creepy as fuck.

He sighs as he gets the shitty coffee at the station. At least he doesn’t have one as a partner. That would fucking suck.

@triptocained

[goldnfortune]

@triptocained​ said:

Can you please stop scaring the children?

“Oh I see you! Mister FBI!” The demon chuckled. “Wait. I do know that scent.” Giving a whiff let Envy roll in that animosity. A great dash of bitter on the tongue. He likes that seasoning. 

“You envy a lot, Agent Jayden.” Drawling his name, waving a hand, Envy had it all figured. Or at least he can play on the emotions of others. His just happens to be a negative feeling. All the time really. Until he gains a good soul to eat or drain slowly. Sometimes the slow feast is better. “Wouldn’t you have liked those who pushed you down to suffer as you rise above?”

[ruthlessnessisyourdesire-archive]

@triptocained​ said:

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“I shall a ride a majestic beast into the sunset with my lover. Anything else? You can go fuck yourselves with its horse shoe for all  I care.” 

[catandmousebullshit]

@triptocained ;; starter

     Jake had received a tip that the ‘authorities’ were investigating some disappearances. Disappearances that involved some sort of monster. Wasn’t a long shot to suggest that it was one of Neo-Umbrella’s leftovers. He had to check it out for himself.

     But of course he was met with yellow tape as he stood on the wrong side of the crowd gathering around the most recent scene. Downsides to working pro-bono. Still, he tried to push himself to the front.

     “BSAA, here. Gotta let me in.” He flipped open his wallet quickly, showing absolutely nothing by way of badge.

[plasticdetective]

@triptocained​ said: Hey Connor, watch this. [He just snorts the contents from a bottle of Gatorade]

“With all due respect Mr. Jayden-“ Quiet panic lingers in his voice.

“Please refrain from- how can so much liquid even fit into a human nasal cavity??“

[vexeddetective]

Can we get 20 cats?

Gavin grins at his boyfriend, eyes wide with excitement.

"abso-fucking-lutely we can!! the fuck- where are we getting 14 more cats?!" He didn't care where they were coming from, just that he had them in his arms as soon as possible.

[rxseguided]

@triptocained

Her eyes moves towards the door then back down at him. "No one is going to come in. Half the department is out on duty. Or out for lunch." She moves and sinks down onto his lap playing with his tie. "Nervous around me? There's no need to be. I don't bite unless asked nicely."