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friends only multimuse.

[texecutioner]

i was once known as the slumlord. roster. meme tag.

current hyper-fixations: star wars, scream, fallout, succession, ted lasso, evil dead, black swan.

[texecutioner]

starting s2 of the bear.

[edenmemes]

last of us (show) starters

ep1- 9. 

❝ your t-shirt’s inside out. ❞ ❝ you already know i’m bad at lying. ❞ ❝ you are the person i never wanted to be in debt to. but i owe you. ❞ ❝ after all we’ve been through…everything i’ve done…it can’t be for nothing. ❞ ❝ you know what i see when i look at you? me. you remind me of me. ❞ ❝ i need you to take a breath. ❞ ❝ there’s a leader in you. one day, it could be your turn. ❞ ❝ i never liked you, but still, it’s like we’re friends. almost. ❞ ❝ we’re gonna be brave, and we’re gonna get out of this. ❞ ❝ can’t tell you how exciting it was listening to that fucking conversation. ❞ ❝ there you are. i was getting worried. ❞ ❝ a bad reputation doesn’t mean you’re bad. ❞ ❝ how about we just talk this through? ❞ ❝ this isn’t gonna end well. ❞ ❝ when we’re done, we’ll go wherever you want. ❞ ❝ you’re a dangerous person. you’ve certainly proved that. ❞ ❝ i started worrying you wouldn’t wake up. ❞ ❝ we can help each other. and get that gun out of my face. ❞ ❝ i think i’m gonna love you for a long, long time. ❞ ❝ there’s stuff up there you shouldn’t see. ❞ ❝ you ask a lot of goddamn questions. ❞ ❝ you know, i used to be scared of these people. ❞ ❝ i mean…our luck had to run out sooner or later. ❞ ❝ like to think, for once, we could finally win? ❞ ❝ i mean, it’s the long way or the ‘we’re fucking dead’ way. ❞ ❝ you mumble in your sleep. ❞ ❝ wait, who gave you the black eye? ❞ ❝ no. no questions. just do it. ❞ ❝ you can’t fight everything and everyone. you can pick and choose what’s important. ❞ ❝ nobody’s gonna be coming after you, right? ❞ ❝ you stay close and you follow my lead. ❞ ❝ there’s no halfway with this. we finish what we started. ❞ ❝ you’re a natural leader. you’re smart, loyal…violent. ❞ ❝ it’s a miracle you’re alive. ❞ ❝ okay, rocky start. could’ve been worse, though. ❞ ❝ you know what i’m in the mood for? shitty puns. ❞ ❝ it doesn’t matter. you have to trust me. ❞ ❝ you know, people like to tell stories. ❞ ❝ i’m not in the mood for this. i’m really not in the mood. ❞ ❝ you have a greater purpose than any of us could’ve ever imagined. ❞ ❝ how about we start with ‘thank you’? ❞ ❝ i’d like to go home and drink ‘til my face stops hurting. ❞ ❝ i want you to forget this ever happened. ❞ ❝ i believe everything happens for a reason. ❞ ❝ you can’t be stupid like this. ❞ ❝ you so hungry for vengeance? deliver it. ❞ ❝ i’m not going anywhere with you. ❞ ❝ if we come up against anything, you get behind me and you stay there, okay? ❞ ❝ i’m trying to keep you alive. ❞ ❝ did it make you feel better? did it make you feel safe? ❞ ❝ that’s not my fucking home. ❞ ❝ i don’t want your sorries. ❞ ❝ don’t blame me for something that isn’t my fault. ❞ ❝ oh, finally, some fucking luck. ❞ ❝ you won’t survive for long out here. i can protect you. ❞ ❝ no more questions about me. ❞ ❝ you want your jacket back? ❞ ❝ fuck you, man. i didn’t ask for this. ❞ ❝ besides, it’s the thought that counts. ❞ ❝ wasn’t my fault this time. ❞ ❝ i’m sorry, but this has gone on too long. ❞ ❝ i’ve had…more good days with you than with anyone else. ❞ ❝ i need you to take a breath. ❞ ❝ can we start a fire? i’m freezing. ❞ ❝ the darkness is falling, the sky has turned gray. ❞ ❝ matter of fact, we can just keep our histories to ourselves. ❞ ❝ you stay here. you hear anything, yell. ❞ ❝ maybe there’s nothing bad out there, but so far there’s always been something bad out there. ❞ ❝ so…is it everything you hoped for? ❞ ❝ what do you want me to say? ❞ ❝ you okay? you just seem extra quiet today. ❞ ❝ are you okay? you’re not hurt? nothing? ❞ ❝ there’s no way anyone knows we’re here, right? ❞ ❝ you do what i say when i say it. we clear? ❞ ❝ where would you be without me, huh? ❞ ❝ i’ve been on both sides. ❞ ❝ let’s just handle what we have to handle. ❞ ❝ is it everything you hoped for? ❞ ❝ it doesn’t matter how much you push the envelope, it will always be stationary. ❞ ❝ you hungry? you can share some of mine. ❞ ❝ have i committed a crime? ❞ ❝ it’s got its ups and downs…but you can’t deny that view. ❞ ❝ those things i did…those things that you judge me for, i did those things to keep us alive. ❞ ❝ i swear, i’ve told you everything i know. ❞ ❝ i don’t wanna talk about it. ❞ ❝ just because life stopped for you…doesn’t mean it has to stop for me. ❞ ❝ i’m alone and forsaken by fate and by man. ❞ ❝ here. this make you all nostalgic? ❞ ❝ thanks for still giving a shit about me. ❞ ❝ i am the bad guy because i did a bad guy thing. ❞ ❝ you keep your eyes on me. and don’t look anywhere else. ❞ ❝ i know this hurts. you’re gonna be okay. ❞ ❝ you think i’ve never done shit like that? ❞ ❝ maybe we just call this one a success and say our fond farewells. ❞ ❝ it isn’t fair, your age…having to deal with all of this. ❞ ❝ i was never afraid before you showed up. ❞ ❝ swear to me. swear to me that everything you said is true. ❞ ❝ do i not look scared? ❞ ❝ just a reminder that if you’re dead, i’m fucked. ❞ ❝ what else am i supposed to say? ❞ ❝ it’s not too late. even now…even after what you’ve done. ❞ ❝ i’m sorry. i have no other choice. ❞ ❝ if you just keep going…you find something new to fight for. ❞ ❝ we did what we needed to survive. ❞ ❝ is that what i am? am i one of the ‘wrong people’? ❞ ❝ i shouldn’t have said what i said. i don’t know your situation. ❞ ❝ i don’t wanna hurt you. i wanna help you. ❞ ❝ look, sometimes things don’t work out the way we hope. ❞ ❝ when do we tell the others? ❞ ❝ well, this is what happens when you fuck with fate. ❞ ❝ i saw what you did…the way you killed those men. ❞ ❝ but first, you have to do something for me. ❞ ❝ be careful who you put your faith in. the only people who can betray us…are the ones we trust.  ❞ ❝ you see my face? do i look scared? ❞ ❝ stay awake with me. ❞ ❝ it’s dangerous, but it’s nothing you can’t handle. ❞ ❝ there’s a whole lot you’re not telling me. ❞ ❝ how about you shut the fuck up? ❞ ❝ i would very much like for you to hurt them. ❞ ❝ what i’m about to tell you cannot be repeated to anyone. ❞ ❝ they’re gonna catch us if we don’t run. ❞ ❝ everybody i have cared for has either died or left me. everybody, fսcking except for you. ❞ ❝ lately, there are these moments where the fear comes up outta nowhere. ❞ ❝ i’m not looking for any trouble. ❞ ❝ i think maybe we got a little off on the wrong foot. ❞ ❝ i came here to save you. ❞ ❝ they’re not following us. i think we’re safe. ❞ ❝ i just ran away for a bit, that’s all. ❞ ❝ i thought you were dead. ❞ ❝ you think i can still handle things, but…i’m not who i was. ❞ ❝ oh, maybe i shouldn’t have said anything. ❞ ❝ i should fucking stab you. ❞ ❝ seriously, though, how the fuck do you do that? ❞ ❝ well, i…i don’t know how to swim. ❞ ❝ what the fuck is wrong with you, sneaking up on me like that? ❞ ❝ holy shit, are you dying? ❞ ❝ i was just trying to imagine you wearing that. ❞ ❝ was that the first dead body you ever saw? ❞ ❝ i wasn’t gonna say i’m sorry. i was gonna say that i’ve been thinking about what happened. ❞ ❝ how about you just take the good news? ❞ ❝ why did you bring me here? ❞ ❝ we can just be all poetic and lose our minds together. ❞ ❝ god help any motherfuckers who stand in our way. ❞ ❝ you stay down, you stay low, you stay quiet. ❞ ❝ that easy to give everything up, huh? ❞ ❝ are you gonna kill me? this seems like a perfect place to do it. ❞ ❝ you shouldn’t have had to. i’m sorry. ❞ ❝ you know, you really shouldn’t be all out here on your own. ❞ ❝ turn around and walk away. just go. ❞ ❝ i’ll follow you anywhere you go. ❞ ❝ hold me close to my heart. ❞ ❝ it’s hard to trust strangers. i know. ❞ ❝ i need to know you’re with me. ❞ ❝ the longer i was away…the harder it was to come back. ❞ ❝ did you kill innocent people? ❞ ❝ as much as i love arguing with your stubborn ass…we’re on a mission here. ❞ ❝ don’t tell me that i’d be safer with somebody else because the truth is i would just be more scared. ❞ ❝ you have no idea what loss is. ❞ ❝ you’re the one thing i missed from that fucking place. ❞ ❝ when we were talking about hurting people…what did you mean it wasn’t your first time? ❞ ❝ i can’t fucking do this without you. ❞ ❝ it was a joke, okay? in my mind, you loved it. ❞ ❝ well then, give me your hand. ❞ ❝ they haven’t lost faith in you. they’re just scared. ❞ ❝ goddamn it, i wanna punch you so bad. ❞ ❝ looks different in the daylight, huh? ❞ ❝ i know you mean well. i know you wanna protect me. ❞

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IM A COD GIRLIE AGAIN .

[kamillahn]

Charlie Cox in Daredevil (3.07)

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day 1 of tagging @fatefault in an attempt to bring her back

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day 2 of tagging @fatefault in an attempt to bring her back

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day 1 of tagging @fatefault in an attempt to bring her back

[cal-kestis]

Hayden Christensen as Anakin Skywalker OBI-WAN KENOBI – PART V

[ladyhawke]

#funereal but make it cute

SUCCESSION 4.04 “Honeymoon States”

[astralightning]

Me walking out of Across the Spider-verse like

[siovan]

ONE THING IS: PEOPLE DON'T CHANGE. YOU KNOW, A CANDIDATE CAN'T CHANGE. YOU CAN PRIMP AND PLUMP AND REPACKAGE, BUT IF YOU WANT TO CHANGE SOMEONE FUNDAMENTALLY, FORGET IT.

ㅤㅤ#SIOHB4N: independent siobhán [shiv] roy of hbo's succession. written by kim. 21+ only, low activity, mutuals only.

[jimmymcgill]

Succession 4.06 “Living+”

[hightabled]

i know you don't care, but can you listen? @texecutioner.

the marquis groans audibly, tipping his head until it connects with the back of his cream couch; the colour of which somehow untouched by the insouciant nature of excessive and animated gesturing with a wine glass in hand. vincent cannot deny that he'd been enjoying a drink in surplus as of late, aristocratic boredom quelling his restless fingers and he finds that he itches to return to the more favourable side of his title, in spite of its often lack in refinement and glamour. vincent spent his days with access to whatever mad thing he wanted, and yet it did not even begin to satiate him; prestige was only pleasurable if he continued to earn it, getting his hands dirty every now and then to remind himself why he really did deserve to be in the position he is. his apartment was cold and vacant and without the company of those who really understood him. not that anyone really did.

❛ i can, as long as you do not expect me to recall any of this at a later moment. ❜ vincent says obnoxiously, but his expression is illuminated somewhat by rare good spirits; warmed with the pleasant tepidity of ample glasses of red wine that puts an atypical rouge in his otherwise ghostly cheeks. he smiles, a first sign that he had any humour in him whatsoever. perhaps the extension of this vague compassion was the intricate knowing of an unpleasant home, the relief his own father's death brought him once he received that call. he remembers drinking and crying. sobbing even. that formidable feeling of pure liberation flooded him and vincent didn't know what to do with it. ❛ and as long as we can drink through it. ❜

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❝ fine by me. ❞ logan roy is dead. the headliner of the night, flashing across every american's phone screen— waystar royco creator, logan roy, deceased as age 82. her father is dead. it still doesn't feel real, even after seeing his corpse at the hospital, it isn't real. [he isn't dead. dad isn't dead. he's still alive, the motherfucker is still kicking.] she can't go to tom— their divorce looms across the horizon, hand in unlovable hand, their marriage finally crumbling like the berlin wall; she can't go to her siblings— kendall is already plotting his reign, roman strays further from himself with every passing moment. shiv roy is alone. alone and with a shattered heart, she seeks solace in the unlikely of places. [the reminder of her father: a man who'll never valid her. the cycle of pain continues.]

heels clicking against marble floors, she saunters over to the bar— fingers immediately reaching for the wine bottle. [not the ideal choice of drink but with enough glasses, she'll manage.] glass in hand, she pours it near the brim before taking a lengthy sip. she'll manage. ❝ i'm assuming you've seen the fucking news, right? ❞ a laugh is mustered through the words, an attempt to not revel in her vulnerability. [who hasn't seen the news? it's fucking everywhere, consuming her like a parasite.] twisting around, she comes face-to-face with vincent, carmine-painted lips pressing themselves together.

❝ part of me wants to clap, you know? like fuck him, fuck him for everything— for the last six months. but holy shit... he was my fucking dad. ❞

[gello-hello]

I couldn't choose what colors I liked best lol

[texecutioner]

good morning .

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@fevrals, max: ❝ you can’t carry me through this. ❞

stunted youth, cursed childhoods, bruised knees and hearts > this was nothing new for the mayfield girls. grief had lived in their bones since the day they moved to indiana. [the abandonment of a father, the absence of a mother, the torture from a stepfamily.] only now, a death resided in their midst and darkness enveloped hawkins once again. darkness it couldn't escape no matter how hard it tried. palm trees replaced with oak trees, sunny skies replaced with grey clouds, and smiles replaced with screams. hawkins would be their grave.

eldest daughter syndrome — the weight of sisterhood and motherhood resting on her shoulders, the world threatening to crumble down upon them. ❝ look, i get it. shit has been really messed up lately, and i don't know how to make it better. if i could, you know i would in a heartbeat. ❞ it's the closest thing to a plead she can muster, nausea rising her stomach as marley swallows her pride. [they'd had always been emotionally unavailable at the worst of times— the joys of sisterhood.]

❝ please talk to me. please don't shut me out... that's the worst fucking punishment you can give me. ❞

[texecutioner]

social gatherings had never been her strong suit— the hierarchy of ballet beginning to become exposed to her. fancy galas, sipping on champagne flutes, phony laughter at jokes: this was the role for a fool. nina was no fool. [she cared beyond this— far more than a fool ever could.]

her attendance for the gala had been requested by thomas, the guise presented as their ballet company's unveiling of the next season— their production of swan lake, odette and odile portrayed by nina herself. as she stood at the top of the marble staircase, she soaked in the applause, a riveting experience she'd never had before. [for a moment, she almost wishes her mother could be here to see it. to gaze upon the crowd and take note of the smiles. they love her and for a moment, nina loves them.] she relishes in it for a moment, gaze drifting before landing on the woman who sinks her down— beth macinytre. the face of their company, the woman who'd put decades into her career, the one who nina would be replacing after all this time. [how long will it be before thomas begins calling her beth's nickname— little princess.] everywhere she turns, she sees beth's face. on that note, multiple blinks and a swig of champagne being taken as she makes it to the bottom step, nina makes her exit.

the elevator takes her down to the ground level, a breath of fresh air reaching her lungs as she steps off. few steps are taken throughout the entrance before she's greeted with a statue in the middle of the corridor. she gazes at it— a deformed face, wings as arms, a hint of sadness mixed with the undeniable power. [a foreshadowing of what awaits when the curtain rises.] she takes it in.

@vtriggers, anakin: ❝ it's so ugly... i love it. ❞

curiosity piqued, she tears her gaze from the statue to the male— confusion spreading across her face. she's taken back by his comment but only momentarily, reality soaking in for a brief second. the perspective was different from the pristine beauty and elegance she'd strived for all her life. yet, his words resonated within her, stirring something deep within her soul. [something huge— something fucking terrifying.]

❝ i find it beautiful... ugly, beautiful, they're two sides of the same coin, i suppose. ❞ she replies softly, her voice carrying a touch of vulnerability— the fragility mirroring the delicate balance she sought to achieve in swan lake. a balance between light and dark, perfection versus imperfection. [perfection is not just about control, it's also about letting go.] chills run down nina's spine, enough for her slender digits to scratch at her exposed forearms— she can hear her mother cursing in her head.

❝ sometimes, it takes embracing the imperfections, the rawness, to truly appreciate the art that lies beneath the surface. ❞ a quote she's heard from thomas far more than she can count.