#unspector

[keenbugg]

save me unspectorized long and winding road

long and winding road naked version save me

[enspector]

“ you deserve more than i could ever give you. ”

MISC PROMPTS FOR YOUR FEELS !    @unspector​

           𝚀𝚄𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝚂𝚄𝙳𝙳𝙴𝙽𝙻𝚈 𝙰𝙺𝙰𝙽𝙴𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝙲𝚁𝙴𝚆𝚂 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚄𝙽𝙵𝙰𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙸𝙰𝚁  , 𝚂𝙷𝚁𝙴𝚆𝙳 𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁  ,  𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝙱𝙴 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙰𝙽 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝙱𝙾𝙳𝚈 𝙴𝚇𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻𝚂 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺𝚂 𝙵𝙻𝙴𝙴𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙻𝚈   .  her thoughts rush by her in a torrent  ,  in a violent rush that leaves her feeling waterlogged  & riotous in her pursuit  .  akane snatches ginoza’s chin swiftly  ,  she is all greek sadness  &  fury  ,  she is all ancient longings forgotten  .      “     you are an absolute fool ginoza nobuchika .    “   she kisses him then  ,   silences any of that anxious prattle she knows hes already begun to orchistrate in a futile attempt to make her see his sense of practicality despite how skewed it was  .  

[nonspector]

“You’re not supposed to read confidential reports.”

HE FLIPS THROUGH THE TABLET, each page more damning than the last. a descent into madness, it shows. the reports of his deteriorating psycho - pass, his inability to separate himself from the specimen case. there is no hope left for him, beset by a rage that would sicken someone down to the roots of their teeth.

"Still have my access," Kougami says, finally, setting the device to the side. the illuminated psycho - pass, recorded at 98, disappears into it. a report signed off by Inspector Ginoza, describing all this ugly, meaty truth. it speaks of a man gone blind in agony, in not so many words.

And he is that very man, flexing his fingers into a strained, flat fist at his side. gone ravenous, gone wild, it won't be long now he knows. they'll send him the call any day now, an attempt to salvage his psycho - pass, call it rehab, therapy, anything but a cage, a white - lighted tomb where all the wicked go to die.

[robotise]

💝 ,, ok but ismahan/helene perhaps

                      “i didnt realise i’d have to use my brain for this meme”

      SEND ME A SYMBOL AND I WILL RESPOND WITH A VOICE CLIP.

[sasayamasa]

☎ ⁇ # $ hehe !!

@unspector

SEND  ‘  ☎   ‘  FOR A  RUSHED TEXT  :

[   ginoza.  :  9:53 pm    ]         i have him cornered.[   ginoza.  :  9:53 pm    ]         i’m going in.

SEND  ‘ ?? ‘  FOR A  DRUNK  TEXT  :

[   ginoza.  :  12:46 am    ]         have u ev er considered looseni n up abit[   ginoza.  :  12:47 am    ]         if there wa s ever a man that needed to get laid its u[   ginoza.  :  12:47 am    ]         🍆 🍑😩😩💦

SEND  ‘ # ‘  FOR A  RANDOM  TEXT  :

[   ginoza.  :  6:23 pm    ]         are u the one that put up the ‘no smoking’ sign in the office[   ginoza.  :  6:25 pm   ]          im taking it down.

SEND  ‘ $ ‘  FOR AN  ACCIDENTAL  TEXT  :

[   ginoza.  :  2:14 pm    ]       whens your birthday anyways[   ginoza.  :  2:17 pm    ]       wrong person. but whens kous birthday

[bewitcheds]

not 2 sentimental but i love @unspector / mac so so so much. they mean the actual world to me and if they asked me to murk any1 of u.... Goodbye! WAOWBDHSJA okay but fr, theyre so supportive and i love talkin to them... like i could be in a bad mood and all theyd have to do is send me a message n i rlly wud b happy.... not 2 mention they have ok that was gonna sound mean 2 every1 else VHDHSHSJA BUT they have such a fun personality and talkin to them about things is just SO fun, i can actually talk abt my interests openly and they kno they can do the same 4 me... ugh i just love them SO much

[enspector]

“ there’s nothing i wouldn’t do to keep you safe. ”

MISC PROMPTS FOR YOUR FEELS !     @unspector​

          𝙰𝙺𝙰𝙽𝙴𝚂 𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂 𝚂𝙾𝙵𝚃𝙴𝙽 𝙸𝙼𝙼𝙴𝙰𝚂𝚄𝚁𝙰𝙱𝙻𝚈  ,  𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙿𝙰𝙻𝙼 𝚂𝙴𝙴𝙺𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙵𝚄𝙶𝙴 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙴𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙴𝙳 𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝙲𝙴   .  all of her becomes some pious offering to the temple of his adoration  ,  his love  ,  her eyes seething the sentiment choked against her teeth  .  her swallow was cutting  ,  ginoza is all saintly tragedy  ,  bironic hero in his brooding intensity  &  she loves him all the more for it  .  for his unrelenting fierceness  ,  for the finite certainty of his assertation  ,  he said it like her safety was guaranteed if he he willed it hard enough .   “     i know  .  .  . nobuchika  ,  i only wish you would consider yourself more often .    “ she chides him gently  ,  but there is an urgency masked in the trail of her whisper  ,  an apprehension she took care to soften  .

[nonspector]

‘ are you trying to make me angry? ’

WATERSHIP DOWN     :     @unspector.   accepting.

❝     DIDN’T KNOW I NEEDED TO TRY    anymore,  gin.     ❞     eyes slide shut,   &   lips curl ‘round a cigarette,   drawing smoke in.   behind it,   his grin is a slight thing,  embittered   &   sharp.   they are so cold now.   the rot between them is writhing   &   wiggling,   a maggoty corpse of a bond,   a graveyard of boyhood memories.   he took a drape of smeary,   blackened film to tie around his heart,   &   it turned into a skin,  into a shell,   into anything but a wound.   wounds bleed,   wounds are open,   wounds can heal   —-   but he’s already broken all the bones,   split all the sinews,   &    nothing grew back right,   all of it crooked   &   wolfish.   

inspector   &   enforcer    [    you were his best friend    ]    paralleled   &   unreconciled until the end.   this is a chronic pain he stopped paying mind to long ago,   the ache of it dulling with time.   you don’t have any space left for it,   do you ?   what will be left of you,   after you’ve spilled all the entrails on the lawn   &   fed all the bones to the dogs ?   how far will you go to cut your own throat ?   as far as i have to.

smoke billows past his lips,   into the air,    a hazy layer of grey that dissipates after a moment,    &   he meets ginoza’s eyes again.     ❝      you’re gonna be angry whether i do this or not.   so let me do it.        ❞

[robotise]

unspector replied to your post “of COURSE someone has giffed the part where kangjoon is eatin the...”

im rly so focused on his jawline like? damn??? i guess men are valid!

JKDSJFSDK MEEEE

[sasayamasa]

❝       y’smoke ?       ❞       he grins,   a slash red as a wound.   animals writhe beneath the surface of skin,   slotted in the spaces between bone   &   muscle    &   flesh.    there in his extended palm,   a pack of spinels,   half empty.   a laugh jolts past lips suddenly,   hard   &   rattling the rib - cage.      ❝       actually,   wait,   lemme guess   ...   no ?   feel free to take this the wrong way,   but you   ----   ah  -----  don’t look like it.      ❞

@unspector

[manwithout-archive]

choose six words that describe your muse and define them, then tag six people    to see how they describe their muse! REPOST, don’t reblog.

tagging  :   @vasilievna​ / @unspector​ , @sherobin​ , @ladivine​ , @enspector​ , @webfluid​ , @viduamor​ , @quinn​ , and anyone tht wants too ! 

righteous   /   (of a person or conduct) morally right or justifiable; virtuous. destructive   /   causing great and irreparable harm or damage. unrelenting   /   not yielding in strength, severity, or determination. rageful   /   full of rage : furious. devoted   /   very loving or loyal. unafraid   /   feeling no fear or anxiety.

[enspector]

AKANE EYED HIM SPECULATIVELY, A CHASM OF SILENCE SHUTTERED THICKLY THROUGH THE AIR  &  AKANE BEGAN TO WORRY AT HER BOTTOM LIP RELETNLESSLY   .  ginoza looked weary  , the corners of his mouth worn into a strained frown that had once seemed familiar to her  .  but  ,  he wasn’t telling her something  ,  he seemed resigned to stubborn silence  &  for now  ,  so was she   .

the seconds stretched into agonizing disquiet  ,  akanes restlessness festered into something wild  & she jolted from her seat with an exasperated bark of impatience  .  her eyes softened when she finally looked at ginoza again  ,  all the savagery seemed to leave her with finality  .  akane crouched next to him, a flushed cheek pressed to his thigh with such tenderness  .     “     what is it you aren’t telling me . . . ?   “

[nonspector]

❛ where did you learn this, to leave those that want to stay? ❜

@unspector       :      i don’t remember what meme this is from.

❝      you sure this is a     conversation you wanna have,   gino  ?      ❞        you’re going to leave,   i can see it.     it’s here that the teenage boy riots,   as his ghost blackens in the face of their mutual ruination     [     is this where you thought we would be standing ?     ]       there are roots here,   ones that run far below the surface of the skin.   the splayed soul.   the open palm.   these are not so easily revoked,   &   yet     —    &   yet.   

he can see the oncoming storm.   the severed ties.   the snapping bones.   they lay out before him like roads,   &   he is stagnant,   trapped in the vicious cycle of his own destruction.   a violent hurt shoots through the veins,   clanging   &   slashing,   how dare you ?   how dare you ?  he refuses to move for a moment,   eyes slit   &   cold.    at his hands,   the knuckles re - split   &   bleed from the strain of his clenched fist.    &    then it dissipates,    a jarring removal of all emotion,   the features blank.    what is the opposite of love ?    indifference.        ❝       ‘cause i don’t.       ❞       &    he slides past him,   hands in pockets,    chin up   &   forward.    he doesn’t look back.

[bewitcheds]

unspector replied to your post: ismahan really bout to break gino’s fingers if he...

hes so annoyin he doesnt have a Brain . the sibyl system tells him anythin n hes like “well. Alright!”

ismahan abt to ruin his life: what’s the sibyl system tellin u now