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Gretchen MorganINDEPENDENT PRISON BREAK MUSE. multiverse • multiship • multifandom. written by ; REBECCA. var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5341552"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//s1.freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write(""); ♔ var fhsh = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id_h = "3163854"; fhsh.src = "//s1.freehostedscripts.net/ocount.php?site="+fhs_id_h+"&name=&a=1"; document.head.appendChild(fhsh);document.write(""); " I read people. & you, my friend, are a COLOURING BOOK.

[blcodguy-blog]

         BLOOD.  Sometimes it sets my teeth on  edge,       other times it helps me CONTROL THE CHAOS. 

                                    AS PENNED BY BEA. 

[nctmarried-blog]

                 It’s the SO-CALLED  “normal” guys who                                          always let you down.                            SICKOS NEVER SCARE ME …                             LEAST THEY’RE COMMITTED.  

[termdictation-blog]

@manhuntiing

“ morgan. ”

he must be getting close to the finish line if they’re sending her to check up on him now. kim’s voice echoes in his head, momentarily interrupting his focus, how much further would i have to go, for this you only have to go to panama. it’s all here, it has to be, pulled from michael’s hard drive, he just has to figure out this last piece, this last step, where, where in panama, what is the meaning of the name christina rose, how does it all connect, come on, come on—

“ you can tell mr. kim if he wants fast results he should stop sending his lackeys to check up on me every five minutes. i track down the brothers in panama, i corner them, i call you, you do whatever it is you do, i don’t care. after this, i’m done. ”

❝ you seem UNHAPPY to see me, alex.  woe is me. ❞ lips are poised into a half snarl half smirk expression.   his opinions on her really don’t MATTER, she couldn’t care less.   he was about as important to her as she was to him, but this was her job and she was just doing what she was told to.  MUCH TO HER DISMAY, OF COURSE.   ❝  the clock is ticking and time is starting to run out.   where are the brothers, alex? -- they’re supposed to be with you.  ❞   she makes the effort to gesture around, proving that they are nowhere in sight. and then she extends her wrist, tapping the face of the watch that rests around her flesh.   ❝ look at that, mahone -- take a good look at the time.  it’s one pm, you only have another nine hours to solve this part of the puzzle.   ❞   and if he didn’t ? well, it would be gretchen’s job to lodge a bullet into his skull.   ❝  i pity william for entrusting this job into incompetent hands.  i’m going to ask you a question, sugar, and i want you to answer truthfully.  ❞    the same hand with the watch drops and she hovers it over the waistband of her pants, just over her holster.   ❝  are you going to successfully track down michael scofield and lincoln burrows or should i just do it myself? ❞

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@selfmartyred

❝ you, obviously. ❞

      ❝  you’re real sweet.  honestly,  you know how to make a woman feel appreciated. ❞

[darknesswithiin-blog]

I WON’T CRY FOR YOU, i won’t crucify the things you do.   i won’t cry for you SEE,  when you’re gone i’ll still be  B L O O D Y  M A R Y . 

[termdictation-blog]

are any of my followers drag race fans ??? does anybody stan katya zamolodchikova as much as me? 

[termdictation-blog]

???? 

a   cigarette    was   dangling    from    the   corner   of   her   mouth.   outside   a  bar   she    stood   with   one   leg   crossed   over   the   other   to   make   sure   that   she   would   fall.    a    lighter   rested    between   her   hand   and    she   click.   click.   click’ed    it.    she   tried   to   light   the   smoke   between   her   red   stain   lips.    ‘   shit.    shit.    ‘    she   whispered    to   herself    as   she   started   to   SHAKE   it.   

DRINKING WAS NOTHING MORE THAN A MERE NOVELTY THESE DAYS.   a few gin and tonics down her throat and GRETCHEN is less than impressed with her current lone night out and more focused on getting home and lying wide awake in her bed until it’s time to GET up and face a day that is bound to be tragically busy.  back rests against the wall as she waits for her cab - a cab she hasn’t even called yet, arms folded across her chest as she IGNORES the voice of a guy from her left hand side and focuses on the girl on her right who seems to be STRUGGLING with her current smoking situation.   ❛  here -- ❜  she finally mutters after watching her struggle for the past few minutes and finally takes a small silver lighter from the inside pocket of her jacket.  SHE RUNS HER FINGER OVER THE WHEEL AND CLICKS IT ON,    perfect flame igniting which she lifts to the end of the other’s cigarette.   ❛ ... couldn’t let you wait to RUIN your lungs any longer.  ❜

        @naughtqueen ! 

[termdictation-blog]

. COSIMA . 

the moment those   T H R E E   S W E E T   W O R D S   leave the other woman’s lips, cosima’s head turns to face her. a small smile appears on the scientist’s features, followed by a hint of blush on her cheeks. cosima then leans into gretchen’s   T O U C H,   her eyes locked with the other woman’s as her lips gently part and she whispers            ❝   i’m confused… i don’t see a mirror… because you’re   o b v i o u s l y   talking about yourself, aren’t you ?    ❞   and the   COMMENT   is followed by a   VERY   ADORABLE   SMIRK   as cosima slowly begins to lean in            ❝   oh, well i definitely don’t want to be your   c a u s e   o f   d e a t h,   now, do i ?   ❞   and the   a f o r e m e n t i o n e d   s m i r k   widens slightly as cosima   GENTLY   leans in, softly   pressing   her   lips   to gretchen’s.

she’s such a sweet talker, is cosima.   she’s the only person who can make the usually so  SELFISH  woman fall weak at her knees.  pools of blue glimmer like two diamonds in the centre of her face,  crimson pout curving into a comfortably genuine smile.    ❛ whilst the only way i want to die is  DEATH BY COSIMA --   ❜    a teasing smirk replaces the smile,  though only briefly as before she knows it,  the other is leaning in and GRETCHEN follows in suit, brushing lips against those that oppose her.    ❛  i’d much rather remain alive and get to kiss those god dan beautiful fucking lips.   ❜  and sit on them, but she doesn’t voice those desires just yet.  she’ll wait for the PERFECT moment.  ❛ and how sweet they taste. ❜  LIPS find their home against cosima’s mouth again, but this time for longer.  eyes remain closed,  hands slowly finding their way downwards,  DRAPING around her waist.    she hums against the kiss,   fully content for the first time in a very long time.  she forgets about why she’s here,  she forgets that this is all a COVER because deep down, underneath it all, she’s fallen deeply in love with HER TARGET. 

@hottestclone ! 

[termdictation-blog]

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@termdictation | starter call

❛ could be ANY LOUDER ? ❜

❛  if i talk any quieter,  it’ll be a FUCKING whisper.    WHAT’S YOUR PROBLEM ? ❜

            @selfmartyred

[termdictation-blog]

. MAHONE . 

 ❛ YOU’RE A SIGHT FOR SORE EYES.   ❜  it’s less of an insult and more of an observation.  never does she crack a smile,  ceruleun pools narrowing as they focus on the other.     ❛  what’s wrong,  mahone ?  -- this job screwing up your sleeping pattern ?  let me get out my mini violin ...  ❜

        @manhuntiing ! 

[pvrseltongue-blog]

TO SPREAD POSITIVITY.

I challenge all of you to send me URLs! Send me URLs of your Tumblr crushes, your best friends, strangers you like to see on your dash. Send me any URL you want, and I’ll talk about the things I like about them and their blog. You can do this on or off anon, it makes no difference, just send me URLs you want me to praise. just put ‘positivity’ in the beginning of the ask and I’ll know what to do.

[termdictation-blog]

@velvetfilth

            continued from here bc i am trash. v gay trash. 

  ❛  WHERE WOULD YOU PREFER,  sugar  ?  --  neck ...  or thigh ? i’m sure i have a pretty PROMISING femoral artery.   ❜

[termdictation-blog]

@blckvcnom

OPEN !!

“i’m finding it really hard to look at your face because i really, REALLY wanna bash it in.”

        ❛ surprisingly,  you’re not the  FIRST  person to threaten me with that. ❜

[termdictation-blog]

sugarstcrm replied to your post:watched gone girl for the 19939839485 time...

:’) margo is bae

i have a margo blog but i just ... never used her. like i made her and gave up before i even started lmao @ me. i suck

[termdictation-blog]

watched gone girl for the 19939839485 time tonight.  i still forever love margo dunne. 

[heireating]

                BOOK STARTERS [19] ( SHADOW AND BONE ) ( LEIGH BARDUGO )

❛ I missed you every hour. ❜

❛ You know what the worst part was? It caught me completely by surprise. ❜

❛ I’ve risked my life for you. ❜

❛ The problem with wanting is that it makes us weak. ❜

❛ I love you, even the part of you that loved him. ❜

❛ I’m sorry it took me so long to see you. ❜

❛ I never really belonged anywhere. ❜

❛ Thanks for being my best friend and making my life bearable.  ❜

❛ Thanks for finding me. ❜

❛ You and I are going to change the world. ❜

❛ I’ve been waiting for you a long time. ❜

❛ I’m not used to people trying to kill me. ❜

❛ You’re shaking. ❜

❛ Here’s nothing wrong with being a lizard. Unless you were born to be a hawk. ❜

❛ Make me your villain. ❜

❛ Just you and me. It’s always just you and me. ❜

❛ Do you blame me for every mistake I made? For every dumb thing I’ve said? ❜

❛ Well, if it gets too bad, give me a signal. ❜

❛ Did you tell him what I showed you in the dark? ❜

❛ Did you miss me when you were gone? ❜

❛ What is infinite? The universe and the greed of men. ❜

❛ You’re interfering with my plan. ❜

❛ Too much champagne? ❜

❛ I hope you don’t expect fairness from me. It isn’t one of my specialties. ❜

❛ There is something more powerful than any army. Something strong enough to topple kings. Faith. ❜

❛ All you said was that I had to kill you. You didn’t say how. ❜

❛ What is she? She’s everything, you dumb son of a bitch. ❜

❛ She’s an ugly little thing. No child should look like that. Pale and sour, like a glass of milk that’s turned. ❜

❛ I wouldn’t make that mistake again. ❜

❛ It’s a great honor, to save a life. You saved many. ❜

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