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PSL rifle (Puşcă Semiautomată cu Lunetă}[scoped semi-automatic rifle]

Owner Side Note: 6x optic on the rifle is from Belarus & the 4x is Romanian. Credit: Cory Daugherty

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Saints Row: The Third - Concept Art (2)

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[ TXT ] : forgiving and forgetting is harder than it sounds.

𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝑻𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑷𝑯𝑶𝑵𝑬 .

[TXT]: dunno why some people say otherwise [TXT]: or that it's for your benefit [TXT]: they don't know how I really feel [TXT]: they don't know what it's like to have everything snatched away from you, to have someone you looked up to say that you've been in the wrong this entire time after he said otherwise [TXT]: all the fucking praise and assurance that "you're doing a good job, son" [TXT]: only to be told that no, you're actually a fucking mistake and you need to be killed to right my personal wrongs [TXT]: lmfao what a sick joke [TXT]: whatever. that shit's in the past.

@hotllined

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[ TXT ] : you looked [ handsome ] today ~ - from astra bc she's a charmer :3c

𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝑻𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑷𝑯𝑶𝑵𝑬 .

[TXT]: aww! you're far too kind. and may I say you were looking as radiant as ever. maybe even 25% more than usual! [TXT}: really tho, it's an honor to be complimented by New Eridu's brightest star. [TXT]: feel free to keep going! you know I'm way too greedy for my own good. 〔´∇｀〕

@proxiism

[puckish-rogue]

Ah, blooming and falling is the fate for a woman. Smiling at face, crying at heart, we're pure-hearted maiden-like 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙭𝙚𝙨… !

[puckish-rogue]

As luck would have it, one of America's most powerful villains of the next decade has turned loose to strike terror into the hearts of men

21+ Selective & Canon Divergent blog for The Boss of the 3rd Street Saints from Saints Row // Conjured up by ya big boi Andre

A foe to society, whether fighting the local sheriff, or a secret agent

The gangster villain who rivals real newspaper headlines of the present day; fueling nightmares for decades to come

Please read rules and verses page before following ⚜

[puckish-rogue]

Please don't kill me for reblogging my promo again. I am a greedy bastard.

[puckish-rogue]

It's so cool that I don't get hangovers because I'm smart and drink lots of water. Anyway, hi! Good morning! Hope everyone is well!

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[ TXT ] : you need MY help?

𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝑻𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑷𝑯𝑶𝑵𝑬 .

[TXT]: please!!!! you know I'm dogshit when it comes to being sneaky!!! [TXT]: besides [TXT]: why would I ask anyone else to help me? [TXT]: there's not a single person alive or dead who can compare to you [TXT]: you're the coolest, strongest, most radiant kunochi ever!!!! [TXT]: so could you find it in your heart to take pity on a poor buffoon like me and help him out? (;﹏;)

@megitsuneko

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Saints Row: The Third - Concept Art (1)

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" I don't know why Shaundi keeps telling me not t' do this whenever I'm tryna break the ice with someone. Like c'mon, man. Bringing up how you've been run over by cars more than the average person is a great conversation starter! "

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" I love going out on the town as much as the next person. But sometimes a guy just wants to spend the night lying on his couch, eating Milano's and wearing nothin' but his boxers. It's the simple pleasures in life that mean the most, y'know? "

[puckish-rogue]

[puckish-rogue]

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝑻𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑷𝑯𝑶𝑵𝑬 .    (  a  collection  of  texting prompts.  feel free to change phrasing.  potentially mature content within.  )

[ TXT ] : why are you still awake?

[ TXT ] : hey, where did you go?

[ TXT ] : it's getting bad again.

[ TXT ] : guess i'll just sit in bed. alone. by myself.

[ TXT ] : you can't ignore me forever.

[ TXT ] : i can't stop thinking about you.

[ TXT ] : just saw i called you last night. how'd that go?

[ TXT ] : i really need someone right now.

[ TXT ] : we need to make plans asap.

[ TXT ] : have you seen the news?

[ TXT ] : you were blackout drunk.

[ TXT ] : testing to see if you blocked my number...

[ TXT ] : do you know anything about doing stitches?

[ TXT ] : just please let me know you're okay.

[ TXT ] : did you forget we had plans?

[ TXT ] : i know you see my messages, your read receipts are on.

[ TXT ] : meet me at [ location ], it's important.

[ TXT ] : do you need comfort, to vent, or a solution?

[ TXT ] : is there anything i should bring?

[ TXT ] : call me. please, it's important.

[ TXT ] : i can't sleep.

[ TXT ] : have you eaten today?

[ TXT ] : you are always going to be my priority.

[ TXT ] : i haven't seen you around in awhile.

[ TXT ] : i had a dream about you last night.

[ TXT ] : the names are gonna get mean if you don't text me back.

[ TXT ] : at the risk of sounding cliche, what are you wearing?

[ TXT ] : just say the word and i'll drop everything.

[ TXT ] : do you seriously not remember?

[ TXT ] : come to the front door.

[ TXT ] : have you been drinking?

[ TXT ] : how do you feel after last night?

[ TXT ] : are you up? please be up.

[ TXT ] : you looked beautiful today.

[ TXT ] : i have so much to tell you.

[ TXT ] : no one's heard from you. are you okay?

[ TXT ] : who is this?

[ TXT ] : are you taking care of yourself?

[ TXT ] : thought i'd reach out and see how you're doing.

[ TXT ] : i miss the taste of your lips.

[ TXT ] : that kiss was really nice.

[ TXT ] : stop acting so high and mighty.

[ TXT ] : i left my [ item ] at your place.

[ TXT ] : are we still fighting?

[ TXT ] : i need help and i can't go to the hospital.

[ TXT ] : are you thinking about me too?

[ TXT ] : call me, i wanna hear your voice.

[ TXT ] : i don't want to talk to you.

[ TXT ] : what do you have to lose?

[ TXT ] : you don't have to ask, i'm already on my way.

[ TXT ] : i want to take a nap on you.

[ TXT ] : even if you called 6 months later at 3am, i'd answer.

[ TXT ] : what's my name in your phone?

[ TXT ] : how's trying to forget about me going?

[ TXT ] : i have nobody else to ask.

[ TXT ] : what do you mean you're at the hospital??

[ TXT ] : sorry, i think you have the wrong number.

[ TXT ] : good morning! you up yet?

[ TXT ] : do i sense sarcasm in your tone?

[ TXT ] : you start your day at 2pm?

[ TXT ] : you need MY help?

[ TXT ] : stop texting me.

[ TXT ] : i'll leave that up to your imagination.

[ TXT ] : are you asking me to sneak out?

[ TXT ] : when will i see you again?

[ TXT ] : if you come over, i'll order us a pizza.

[ TXT ] : are we ever going to talk about it?

[ TXT ] : can you come get me out of here?

[ TXT ] : you mean like ... a BODY - body?

[ TXT ] : it's just been one thing after another lately.

[ TXT ] : forgiving and forgetting is harder than it sounds.

[ TXT ] : i want your legs wrapped around my head.

[ TXT ] : call me when you wake up.

[ TXT ] : what are you doing that's more important than me?

[ TXT ] : i'm out of town right now.

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[puckish-rogue]

"Hey, can you sign this for me~?" Mortem handed him a baseball and marker, clearly something one could pick up in most places in the city. Why, she didn't say - only held it out with a sly smile that was full of schemes.

It takes less than a second for the Boss to already have at least ten different ideas as to why the hell Mortem would make such a request. One answer seems to be the most obvious of the bunch. But even he can't help but question its likelihood as Mortem, at least to his knowledge, didn't seem like the type of person to pull off any Dennis the Menace-type shit. Alas, who is he to turn a fan down?

" If you're gonna throw this into anyone's window, at least make it someone high profile. I got a rep to maintain here, okay? "

@cursedfortune