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THE  DESERT  SEEMS  VAST  ,  EVEN  ENDLESS  ,  AND  YET  ,  SCIENTISTS  TELL  US  THAT  SOMEWHERE  ,  EVEN  NOW  ,  THERE  IS  SNOW.   ━  ❪ selective canon multimuse by eli ❫ . 

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AS OF 04/01/17, THIS BLOG IS ARCHIVED. i’ll post the promo when i’m done remaking!

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   ---------   GETTINGPHDS.

          bystanders are always an issue in cases like this ; obviously, the bau can’t discuss case details with someone whom they do not concern, but no civilian deserves to witness something as anxiety-inducing as this without a proper explanation. he takes a quick inventory of the situation ; the unsub has four guns pointed at him, and this girl was asleep in an alley. satisfied that he would be no help to the team right now, he focuses his attention on her. “ i don’t think you should be here. let’s get somewhere quieter. ”

          already unwilling, ellie’s hand curls around her switchblade, safety always a concern. she came first. wriggling from under her stolen coats, she takes no time to stretch, worming her way past him and towards the streetlights, the shadows acting as her cover. she hides with experience, perhaps giving herself away -- she has always been looking after herself, always moved like this. glancing over her shoulder, the auburn haired youth folds her arms, foot tapping expectantly.   ❛  so ? any reason you nearly trampled me ? was that guy a murderer ?  ❜   

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   ---------   HUMANNAMES.

                this would be the perfect opportunity to make up something completely outlandish, if only because he’ll likely be able to witness her telling whatever a ‘prof’ is those same claims. however, the chance of getting attention for his story, however indirect she believes it may be, leads him to tell a partial truth. he blows air through his teeth, hissing as he thinks of the best way to say it. “ i can tell you anything. he isn’t dead – the ghost. he got thrown out by his … whatever lady, and now he wanders around the island all the time. ” there are obvious flaws in this statement, the fact that it’d be hard to miss a ( human ) kid wandering on such a tiny island being one of them. 

          mouth twists into a small smile, joy and excitement stronger than the insecurity that had previously plagued her. lucy switches between expressions quicker than she can process them -- it’s what keeps her perpetually smiling. while she doesn’t believe in the story to a full extent, it proves her point -- ghosts are not real, and one does not plague this island. the cold sheen she had been wearing evaporates: fear dissipates quickly, and she is back to bouncing on the sand.   ❛  ah knew it wasn’t a ghost, i did ! thought that was too sus, even with what everyone’s saying. never believed in ghosts, me. funny, though -- how a chap wandering ‘round t’island ‘asn’t been found yet, innit ? what’s the craic on that ?  ❜     

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emily: matt why don’t you remember one of my million bags, what the fuck, you’re kidding me, right? it’s such a vital thing to know about, i can’t believe you matt: says one (1) thing abt his jacket emily: that dumb thing ? whatever lmao matt you need to pay more attention to me no one gives a shit about YOUR stuff

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‘yeah, come on in, take a load off... have whatever you want. you just take what you want anyway, right?’ GOD I FUCKING LOVE MATT

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❝ Out of my way ! I’ll show you how it’s done ! ❞ from apprentice number one to lucy please fjksjf

  ———   THE WOLF AMONG US.

          laughing, she charges after him, one hand clamped harshly on her hat to keep it on top of her wild curls.    ❛  ay up, kidda – chill y’ beans, i’m comin’ as well !  ❜    however childish it may seem, two assistants barrelling down a road in search of clues and adventure, this is how lucy liked it – out of alfendi’s stuffy office, with company just as excitable as she was.    ❛  this well i’n’t fair, you ‘ad an ‘eadstart and you’ve got less t’carry !  ❜    her bag bangs on her hip, surely to leave a bruise, but she doesn’t care, not when there’s a mystery to solve. 

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❝ You understand wanting to protect what you care about , don’t you ? You’d do anything . ❞ ASHER

   ———   THE WOLF AMONG US.

          how cold of her – the only thing she’s ever cared about is her own life, thriving in a world that was so determined to have her dead before her twentieth naming day. elbows resting on her knees, the sellsword looks up at her partner and heaves a sigh, moving to drain the last of her warm ale from her cup and standing, using her extra inches to look down her nose, if only for a second.    ❛  this is a bad idea, little brother. you’re fighting a war that isn’t yours.  ❜    her warnings, she knows, fall on deaf ears: beskha should’ve heeded the advice she had taught herself at the very beginning. caring gets you killed. with a heavy sigh, her shoulder pushes against his playfully as she starts off, looking over her shoulder impatiently, like he is the one having doubts.    ❛  are you going to keep me waiting, asher ? together ‘till we’re dead.  ❜     

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   ---------   UNCERTAINTYFOUND.

              he doesn’t think NOW is the time for moral dilemmas, not when their lives are on the line, but he imagines voicing this aloud will do little to calm matt down. he grips his arms so tightly he imagines it’ll be leaving a bruise – that’s the least of his problems right now. “ nah – nah, none of this is OUR fault. we’re just saving ourselves, nothing wrong with that. ”

          always very people orientated, matt is very aware that his friends are in danger, and he’s doing nothing about it. despite chris’ assurances, his pacing doesn’t cease, and he begins to gnaw anxiously on his already blunt nails.    ❛  dude. but, like, what if -- what about emily, or sam, or mike -- or ash ? what if --  ❜    stopping, he lets his sentence hang, the worst possibilities revolving around the room. 

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   ---------   HUMANNAMES.

           haunted – instantly, he knows she’s talking about him. that’s all anyone thought of him as ; that creepy ghost who spends its night screaming. half the time they don’t even begin to wonder about the alleged ghost’s backstory ; it is an it, and then they move on. every impulse is screaming for him to tell her off, but he digs his ragged nails into his arm to keep himself calm before he speaks. “ of course i know. i live here, you know. in fact, i’m basically a – an, an expert on this ghost. ” knowledgeable tone is perhaps ruined by his forgetting the word, but there’s no time to worry about that.

          folding her arms across her chest, lucy scrunches her face almost childishly, reddened cheeks squishing in her confusion. she was under the impression that no one knew the full extent of the ghostly happenings -- that’s why they had been called, pulled away from their usual murders and dropped into a strange supernatural case. she’d be lying if she said the whole idea didn’t give her goosebumps: she was never one to enjoy thoughts of the occult.    ❛  well -- blimey, i dunno. what can y’ tell me, then ? if ‘am honest, ‘a don’t think that t’prof trusts me on me own that much. we don’t usually go out of t’office, an’ he tells me ‘am reckless.  ❜    however true that may be, her insecurity is already quite clear, bottom lip pulled between nibbling teeth. 

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doomedtogether:

          we are born into an unforgiving world. we are raised among the struggles of life. we are shown the reality that we should have been shielded from until we were ready. from the beginning, we knew we were doomed together.

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❝ Is that a threat ? ❞ 

❝ These lips are sealed . ❞ ❝ It is better to be feared than loved .❞  ❝ I’ve seen the way you look at ___ , okay ? You’re not foolin’ me .❞ ❝ You’re not as bad as everyone says you are . ❞ ❝ Anyone ever tell you you got a big fuckin’ mouth ? ❞ ❝ Whatever . I’m too out of it to get into it . ❞ ❝ We all have our parts to play . ❞ ❝ You can’t change the past . ❞ ❝ ____ , I’m gonna break your fucking face��. ❞ ❝ I’ve heard stories about you . ❞ ❝ In some tiny little bottled up way , deep inside … you kind of enjoy it when things go wrong . ( Because it gives you an excuse to just … stop pretending ) . ❞ ❝ Life is easier with friends . ❞ ❝ Well I’d appreciate it if you’d fuck off . ❞ ❝ But no , hate’s the wrong word . They fear you more than anything . ❞ ❝ I know you like this whole ’ lone wolf ’ thing you got going for yourself . ❞ ❝ I wish I could have seen it. ❞ ❝ I’ll see you around . ❞ ❝ You almost looked peaceful . Except you’re lying in a dirty alley . ❞ ❝ Just … try not to be like ( yourself ) … ❞ ❝ Pardon the intrusion . I wasn’t aware this was a munchkin’s house .❞ ❝ I didn’t realize you were the bitch of the bitch . ❞ ❝ Hey , what are your plans now ? ❞ ❝ I’m not yours to lose ! ❞ ❝ Blah blah … blah blah blah . ❞ ❝ Are you saying you need a friend right now ? You can trust me . ❞ ❝ People are scared of you . I mean , look at your hands . ❞ ❝ You looked like when you take an action figure and bend it’s limbs the wrong way . ❞ ❝ But at the end of the day I’m still the bad guy . ❞ ❝ Everything used to be so simple … we had a beginning , a middle , & an end . ❞ ❝ When we suffer , we do it in silence . ❞ ❝ You should worry about your own fucking situation . ❞ ❝ I’ve made mistakes . ❞ ❝ You do what you want … you always do what you want . ❞ ❝ I’m glad you’re not dead . ❞ ❝ We need to do things the right way ! ❞ ❝ You’ll pray to any god who’ll listen that your mother never shit you into this fucking world .❞ ❝ Wait a minute … someone’s watching . ❞ ❝ I know it’s dangerous , but I’m not helpless . I can take care of myself . ❞ ❝ Not now , not now , shhhh , the grown ups are talking. . ❞ ❝ Out of my way ! I’ll show you how it’s done ! ❞ ❝ Do you want the Big Bad Wolf to take you away ? ❞ ❝ That was about 8 on the asshole scale … ❞ ❝ Cut the bullshit & quit wasting my time . ❞ ❝ This was really the wrong day to try & pull this shit ! ❞ ❝ You’re a monster ! A fucking monster ! ❞ ❝ You understand wanting to protect what you care about , don’t you ? You’d do anything . ❞ 

the wolf among us || starters

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          winks………. idk if anyone remembers but before i changed my alias a while back i went by eli and….. i miss it a whole lot so. im gonna be going by eli again bc i can never make up my damn mind

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   ------   STRANGER.

        he turns the corner with a small twirl, his excitement about merely existing evident. a made up tune is being hummed at the top of his lungs, but as soon as he realizes another presence is among the heaps of trash, he falls silent. “ oh – this is your section. i suppose you’ve cleaned out all the surrounding areas … ” he tries to look past her to take note of the HAUL he missed out on by being too slow, but if she has anything, he can’t see it. he’ll have to find another area before sundown.

         hands dirtied and raw, ellington pauses her quick, twisting movements, the unground coffee beans threatening to spill from the small rag she’d caught them all up in. how she ended up here, it’s impossible to tell -- utterly discouraged, she cannot recall the last time she had rested. following his line of sight behind her, faced with so much nothing it’s almost overwhelming, she frowns, eyes disproving.    ❛  my section ? no, this is just somewhere i am. who are you ?  ❜     

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   ------   VERITY.

             it isn’t often that the prisoners are allowed to speak to one another. she supposes she’s only being granted this privilege because she’s been so cooperative with her captors. knowledge of this makes the shawl she provided information for feel heavy on her shoulders. despite how her feet ACHE, she stands, pride keeping her from settling down. besides, she imagines she doesn’t have LONG anyway. “ yae haven’t … yae haven’t told them anythin’, have ya ? ” // @emptyonce & for lucy & call

         she paces, and she thinks, and she plans. lucy -- temeraire, as they call her, reckless in name and nature -- is a powder keg ready and willing to explode and take as many as she can with her. turning, ratty curls showering over her shoulder, she stops, wild eyed and disdainful. before she gives an answer, she spits on the trodden floor. taking the girl from the north did not take the north from the girl.    ❛   ‘ave i fuck, mate ! the twats’d ‘ave an ‘ard time getting anythin’ from me, ‘n that’s sure as eggs is eggs.  ❜    so young and yet so jaded, the crease in her brow well-worn, it’s strange and a little disturbing, the form her old optimism has taken.

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         look   like   the   time  ,  bear   welcome  in  your  eye  ,  your   hand  ,  your   tongue  .  look   like   the   innocent   flower  ,  but   be   the   serpent   under’t  .   //   indie  ,  sel  ,  priv  .  erin   burr  .  written  by  riley.

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do you have any notps for any of your muses?

         ( riles. )   this is a really interesting question ! if you need me to elaborate on WHY i won’t ship these things, just shoot me another ask ! um. let’s see. i won’t ship laurens and mulligan, i won’t ship matt and josh, i won’t ship sucre and michael, i won’t ship jd and veronica in a healthy way, i won’t ship ellie and joel, and ?? that’s around all i can think of ? chemistry is key, and i really don’t want to rule anything out aside from what,,,,,,,,, ive already ruled out,,,, but honestly if you wanna ship w/ a muse i probably already ship it no lie