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wildbeyondthewhat · 2 years ago
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prvtocol · 2 years ago
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᠂ ⚘ ˚ Recom Brianne (@prvtocol) with twin son, Mi'kwel & Metkayina warrior San'tos (@badtrigger) with twin son, Mon'te ~ art by @badtrigger ᠂ ⚘ ˚
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doctornilayxaksoy-esfahani · 8 months ago
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DOCTORNILAYBAILEY JUST MADE A POST.
@elijahfalvey
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gwynbleiddyn · 2 years ago
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"yes, yes, the werewolf in the woods, we've all heard it before. it's me. i'm the werewolf. happy now?"
(insight) his smile is, ironically, rather wolfish. though, it does not seem wrought by the desire to consume you, soul and all, but far more by the desire to hunt - if you will allow him.
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lighthouseborn · 1 year ago
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heartsbreaking-migrated · 1 year ago
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THEY'RE THINKING ABOUT IT
featuring . . . jody & caroline mills & dean win.chester
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cam1na · 1 year ago
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@beltraised asked: “i half expected you to leave in the middle of the night.” 👀 on the behemoth perhaps ? orr whatever works for you
Still a little fuzzy with sleep, the after - burn of vodka long diminished in the early morning hour, Camina stirred with her back to the expanse of her quarters, the rough of her sheets still warm in her bedmate's nearness. While she could've considered the room a little spartan, and still strange to her in its newness, given that everything she'd ever had had been passed down and traded and bartered, had been a minuscule part of some other life before it'd entered hers — there were a thousand worse places to wake up.
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" I live here, " came Camina's retort, a curl of a little smirk playing on her lips, scarcely an inch shy of the crook of Naomi's neck. Not that that mattered, when she had a ship to command, and a job to do: high stakes to settle and somewhere to be at all hours. Tycho had been no different in that regard — except none of the people she'd gone home with back then ( all mutual scratches for itches, a good time after a long shift and a couple of beers, nothing else ) had been her. Far from it.
" If i wanted to be alone, would na have brought you home with me. Sound like you are regretting the decision. "
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greysccle · 11 months ago
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status: closed for @frctvred location: at their front door in crescent apartments
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It was already a long day, much more physical than she had originally thought. At first, she was jealous, mental illness blocking her sense from seeing what was right in front of her, then became frozen with fear once she realized someone eating a women’s stomach. Her weak mind translated into her short lasting endurance in keeping up with Finn and his ability in killing walker after walker. By the time the last board was up and the outside world sealed off, Cleo could feel the ache down to her bones. The sun crept to the horizon when she found Finn, practically dragging him to follow along, and headed towards their apartment. She was so ready to sleep in her bed, for her head to hit the pillow and let her body rest from the constant stress. Each crippling step closer meant she could see her cat mighty, though he was always doing his own thing when she wasn’t around. So, when she swung the front door, Mighty came running out as she stepped to the side to observe his behavior, a bizarre reaction eliciting bad premonition. A blur streak flung past her and growled gravely.
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nineliabilityrisk · 2 years ago
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something something michael and his guilt surrounding his brothers death (and his association with foxy being poisoned by the fact that he was wearing his foxy mask while he did it) vs jeremy being mangles victim in the bite of 87. dying the same way evan did. getting bit. losing his frontal lobe. the fox - its always a fox.
michael being scared of getting close to people because he doesnt want to hurt them like he did evan.
michael finally getting close to jeremy. finally feeling safe with someone, finally finding comfort in another human being, finally being accepted, finally being treated kindly by someone -
and then hearing the news that there was an accident at jeremys job. one of the animatronics - the mangle, they call it, a foxy model - malfunctioned. somehow managed to clamp its teeth down on his head and didnt let go. by the time day shift came and found him in his office it was too late. its mechanical jaws had crushed his skull, torn apart his frontal lobe. parts of the animatronic had been torn off and strewn about the room. he had fought. as hard as he could - probably until his final breath. he wanted to live. he wanted to survive. but he didnt. he couldnt. nobody could survive this.
michael loses yet another loved one. yet another person has died screaming, locked in the vice grip of one of his fathers horrible creations. the fox has tricked him yet again, stolen from him once more.
he wasn't even there for this one. there was nothing he could've done. somehow, the guilt still crushes him.
maybe thats why he takes the job at the next location, the one that the older models get refurbished for. to ensure that it cant happen to anyone else. he knows how his fathers bots work better than anyone in the world. he has the absolute best possible chances to keep them in check. to survive. and, after everything, he feels like he has to. its his responsibility. too many people, too many good people, have died because of this godforsaken franchise. at least, if he becomes the next victim, there wont be another name added to that list. at least itll be someone who actually deserves it.
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maigawa · 2 years ago
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@jnwons : ‘ ¿Estás bien? ¿Te alcanzo esa rata? ‘
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"claro ¿por qué no lo estaría?" comenta ladeando el rostro y observando el camino en dónde el animal se había marchado "quería que me alcance ¿no es extraño?" acaricia la pared que los acuna y mira a su interlocutor "que nosotros estemos haciendo el trabajo sucio" aclara.
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wildbeyondthewhat · 2 years ago
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prvtocol · 1 year ago
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˚ ⚘ Recom Brianne (@prvtocol) & Metkayina warrior San'tos (@badtrigger) scavenge an abandoned RDA facility for the Resistance | commission by @badtrigger ⚘ ˚
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doctornilayxaksoy-esfahani · 8 months ago
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@elijahfalvey
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gwynbleiddyn · 2 years ago
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→ dyn el-safiya; beastmaster ranger
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goodmeeting · 12 days ago
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when xavier whines to francis about nina, francis does his best to like mediate? but it doesn't really work. francis insists he brought nina to xavier for his son. more ... he brought her for his son's benefit. to motivate him, give him a partner, someone to work with and have his back basically, ensure his legacy in the professional world so xavier can be the face, the master perfumer, and a husband to a woman with a proper pedigree. that's what francis wants.
nina obviously develops her own interests and motivations eventually, she really is just sort of there for a while, doing what she's told, until she realizes that she wants this more than xavier. more, she thinks she does, and she thinks her desire is far more 'pure' ... not even pure in the innocent way, but pure in the way of working for it, earning it ... deserving it. he doesn't deserve it. not to nina's standards or her opinion(s).
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heartsbreaking-migrated · 2 years ago
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IT'S STUDY ABOARD SHE'S NOT GOING TO WAR (colorized)
featuring . . . clary stark & harIey keener / @trckstaer
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