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so i am taking a break off this blog. ask me for my skype if you still wanna write with merc as he is still very much an active muse (just, you know, not on here) - or, if you’re into soft men with secret supernatural powers that run away from their problems, find me at @singingrass.

#( tbd )

tointernalize-blog

so i am taking a break off this blog. ask me for my skype if you still wanna write with merc as he is still very much an active muse (just, you know, not on here) - or, if you’re into soft men with secret supernatural powers that run away from their problems, find me at @singingrass.

#( tbd )#( queue )

tointernalize-blog

so i am taking a break off this blog. ask me for my skype if you still wanna write with merc as he is still very much an active muse (just, you know, not on here) - or, if you’re into soft men with secret supernatural powers that run away from their problems, find me at @singingrass.

#( tbd )#( queue )

so i am taking a break off this blog. ask me for my skype if you still wanna write with merc as he is still very much an active muse (just, you know, not on here) - or, if you’re into soft men with secret supernatural powers that run away from their problems, find me at @singingrass.

#( ooc )#( tbd )

idk about this blog. maybe merc is just not a tumblr character. anyways gonna be on the other blog for a while and you guys can always ask for my kik/skype!

#( ooc )#( tbd )

palmburnt:

( @tointernalize got rosie )

she cradles her beer bottle and wonders if tightening her grasp any further would crush it. ❛ you don’t really believe that, right. ❜

“Why not?” He doesn’t drink - not alcohol, anyway, though even the glass of water placed before him remains idle. “What, and you don’t? You can’t possibly claim people are inherently good.”

#palmburnt #hahaha that works for me!

#( the individual known as the mercenary )#merc: will be sitting on roughly 10 million dollars by the time he's 50 #merc: unwilling to buy new hole-less clothes bc dna evidence and paranoia

#( the individual known as the mercenary )#bc skinny teenage merc is important to me ok

fuckyeahphotojournalism

Denis Sinyakov

#( bombs over baghdad )

There’s this wonderful little white pill called Resotyl and it works miracles - it contains Modafinil, an agent designed to keep one awake for roughly forty eight hours without damaging one’s performance or functionality. He was first introduced to it by an Iraqi soldier sometime in the winter of 1990. Today, he imports it from India, or simply purchases it in bulk when he’s there.

It’s been fifty six hours and he is on his second pill, wide awake.

Tawny, bloodshot eyes turn away from the window to look at the younger man seated before him and, without a word, he takes a sip of his own coffee. Figures --- of course he’s paying for this. In truth, he does not particularly mind - a cup of coffee isn’t quite going to make a dent in his pocket --- but an earlier heads-up would have been appreciated.

“Sure. That’s fine.” Deep baritone kept quiet and hoarse, he places his own mug back on the table with a sigh. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer, is it? Admittedly, this is a small rural town, and this man is not the only one he has encountered numerous times and, admittedly, if he were trying to spy on the Mercenary, he was doing a pretty piss-poor job at it, making himself known at any given time; but there are no coincidences, the Mercenary believes, only vein and foolish people that fail to notice details and patterns.

“Might as well grab a meal while you’re at it, don’t you think? Fuckin’ starvin’.” Whatever this man might be up to, whether he has figured it out yet or not - that saying still rings true and, suppose, not having any friends at all, he must keep his (potential) enemies even closer. Plucking a greasy menu from the holder at the far end of the table that keeps them upright, his eyes scan over the items listed for something he might want.

@neverstrays // continued from this.

#neverstrays #whoops #hope it's okay i made this into a thread #hope it's okay i built on that message you left me earlier #hope it's okay i just do things!!!

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send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---

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alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair . ❤ = kissing them . ₪ = asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them . ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare . ♣ = discovering them crying . 回 = patching a wound . ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

#( meme )

tointernalize-blog

The animal dies with fear in his eyes, with a gun. Don’t touch him, don’t touch him — stay away from him, he’s got a gun.

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#( work horse old dog )

✈️

His window-side table at the local Good Eats is not so much a matter of comfort or nourishment as much as it is a matter of stalking his mark. A bacon cheeseburger lays half-eaten in his plate, fries untouched, and he draws his gaze away from the window only as not to appear conspicuous, so that it doesn’t seem as though he’s spying on someone, but merely watching out the window as he is dining alone and requires some source of entertainment. He feels the cold steel of his Beretta press into the small of his back, where it is tucked into the waistband of his sweats, as he straightens his back in his seat; thinks of the M40 equipped with a telescopic sight lying in a duffel bag in the trunk of the tattered Mitsubishi Lancer ‘92 parked around the front of the diner. They make him feel safe. It is then, burger held halfway from the plate to his mouth in both his cartoonishly-large, calloused hands, that he looks up and away into the diner and spots him - the young clerk from the gas station one town over, either merely passing by his booth or having stopped there deliberately (which, exactly, remains to be seen) - meeting his tawny gaze with a blue one of his own. Only half-jokingly, he mutters as he puts his burger back down; “So what, you’re some kinda stalker or somethin’?”

// Send a Symbol for Merc to React to Something.

#neverstrays #( answered )#idefk??#but i tried to leave it open enough