swinging by my neck from the family tree.

independent & selective DEPUTY MARSHAL raylan givens from fx's justified corralled by ella

[tengallon]

#𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙶𝙰𝙻𝙻𝙾𝙽.   an independent & selective role play blog for deputy marshal 𝚁𝙰𝚈𝙻𝙰𝙽 𝙶𝙸𝚅𝙴𝙽𝚂 from fx’s justified.  a reflection on pent-up rage, boyhood trauma, & the ties that bind.  heavily headcanon influenced.  18+ only.   affiliated with 762calibre.  corralled by 𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙰.

est. june 2021. resurrected march 2022.

𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚠 / 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚢-𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚊𝚠𝚗 / 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚒 𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚖, 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚍  &  𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 / 𝚒 𝚊𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚒 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛

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[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

— Kaveh Akbar, from “Forfeiting My Mystique.”

[timothyolyphant]

GIVENSON SCENES — 3/? JUSTIFIED: S06E01: Fate’s Right Hand

[hintons-a]

I think i know where [Pinter] is. JUSTIFIED, SEASON ONE, EPISODE THREE, “FIXER”

[lesterfreamon]

Justified 6x02

[olyphant-tim]

JUSTIFIED – 4x05 “Kin”

[lifeinpoetry]

my father is a dying man. dying, meaning, helpless. man, meaning, violent. and what do you do with a helpless violence except fetch it its glasses?

— Ollie Schminkey, from "he yells for me, and i go to him," Dead Dad Jokes

[tengallon]

@762calibre​,   i’ve always wanted a friend. i’ll be a good one.

                    ❝  anyone ever told you that you sound like a robot? or an alien? something that ain’t never had real human contact before.  ❞      his tone is friendly, eyes trained on the road in front of them. it’s well-past midnight, but the clock in his town car’s been broken since he picked it up at the lot down the way from his motel a few days after landing in kentucky. probably won’t ever get fixed, either. could be anywhere between two and four o’clock in the morning for all the clues the impenetrable darkness is giving, headlights barely making a dent. the highway would be safer. well-lit. other cars on the road.

                   but he’s always preferred the backroads to the highways, loose gravel crunching beneath his tires. 

                   ❝  don’t mean that as an insult, neither, before you take it that way.  ❞      the last thing he needs is deputy gutterson deciding he doesn’t want to be pals, after all. not that he thinks the man will even remember this conversation in the light of day. gutterson was three sheets to the wind a few hours ago while art was still gracing them with his presence at the bar for some post-shootout bonding. there were whispers around the office that their resident veteran was in a monogamous relationship with the bottle, but raylan didn’t believe it till tonight. 

                   although, as far as he knows, this is just gutterson’s usual response to dropping bodies. he’d sure as shit saved all their asses that afternoon. nobody was gonna deny the man a drink. and raylan figured he at least owed the man a ride home after the day they’d had. 

                   ❝  you’re just a funny guy, is all. no doubt we’ll make fine friends. could always use a marksman on my side.  ❞      one hand still on the wheel, he sweeps his hat off his head and deposits it in gutterson’s lap. far too used to having an empty passenger seat.      ❝  think i proved that to you earlier, though.  ❞

[septembersghost]

[olyphantgifs]

This whole time you never once wondered if I was part of it? JUSTIFIED SEASON 05 EPISODE 03

[theirmajestyfang]

After many seconds of careful deliberation, I have decided to let The Rage consume me.

[hgedits]

[notmorbid]

gutter child, pt. 1.

dialogue prompts from gutter child by jael richardson.

giving up or giving in would be easier. smarter, even.

you’ve got enough to worry about right now.

you alright? you’ve hardly said a word.

maybe i was born unlucky.

you won’t always feel like this.

i miss my mom.

best to keep your eyes, ears, and nose on what you need to know, instead of what you don’t.

don’t you know it’s rude to stare?

you talk, but no one listens.

now is all that matters.

struggle and sacrifice make us great.

do you understand how much i believe in you?

if you’ve got something to say, best to say it.

i think i’ll keep you.

you’re okay. you’re safe here.

you take your help where you can get it.

when you’ve lived something no one has, you have to talk about it.

do you miss your family?

i try not to worry, because nothing good comes from it.

don’t go looking for your reflection in someone else’s mirror.

i never knew anything good that came without a bit of hurt.

we don’t have to be family to be family, if you know what i’m saying.

everywhere we go, we find family.

i don’t know if i have happiness but i found purpose, which is far more useful.

i came on my own. no one knows i’m here.

i need to know if you can keep a secret.

i’ve always wanted a friend. i’ll be a good one.

nothing is as painful as love.

i feel guilty and sad and angry, sometimes all at once.

i don’t think i want to be a mother.

family is not a burden.

i don’t know that life’s really living without family, without someone.

why do i always have to do your work for you?

i’m so sorry. i don’t know what’s wrong with me.

you’ve got to do what you’ve got to do.

we do what we do in order to survive.

there are so many rules and i hate them all.

surviving is the only thing i think about.

i try to just focus on what’s next.

you’re my first friend, my best friend.

what a disappointment you are.

i can’t believe you would do this to me.

i worry that you don’t know right from wrong.

no guardian angel would leave a kid in that kind of place.

[notmorbid]

hot stew, pt. 1.

dialogue prompts from hot stew by fiona mozley.

what’s it to you anyway, me smoking?

just chuck my corpse in the river. weigh me down with bricks.

people these days have such a fundamental lack of respect.

we’re not as young as we used to be.

i didn’t tell you because i knew you’d get angry. like this.

you were right and i was wrong.

you’re so principled.

is that a compliment or a criticism?

i can fall asleep, i just don’t stay asleep.

what am i supposed to be looking at?

we seemed good for one another at the time.

everyone has different levels of comfort, different boundaries.

i always thought i’d end up in a little cottage in the countryside.

what was it you used to say…?

it would be easier to forget it.

follow your love line, not your fortune line.

you make me laugh, even when you’re mean.

something you actually like, or something you just think you should like?

i just came in to see if you were okay.

people have no sense of loyalty anymore.

you’ve obviously loomed large in my thoughts.

it seems like yesterday you were here.

i pretend to like people all the time. don’t you?

it’s not perfect, but what relationship is? we get each other.

i always thought you were more interesting than the rest of them.

i don’t enjoy having to justify my existence all the time.

i can’t bear to think of what you’ve been through.

that’s the beauty of a day off. you don’t have to do anything at all.

i’ll rephrase the question: what have you been doing? where have you been.

i’m a bad person. i’ve done bad things.

please don’t ask me to respond to that directly. 

can i take your picture?

i try to keep myself to myself, nowadays.

some kids grow up too young.

there is so much hubris here.

the world is much the same as it ever was.

[hintons-a]

“I knew I shouldn’t trust you.”  “Backyard looks good though, don’t it?”  JUSTIFIED SEASON ONE, EPISODE 5, “THE LORD OF WAR AND THUNDER”

[prewars]

shut the absolute fuck up

[mnetha]

I hated him because I could not remain detached, could not remain standing at the top of the stairs watching him depart. I felt myself going down with him, within him, because his pain and flight were so familiar to me. I descended with him, and lost myself, passed into him, became one with him like his shadow.

Anaïs Nin, Winter of Artifice