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me watching bangalore flame mirage’s dumb ass with a mere scathing look: poetic cinema 

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something something elliott is struggling to cope with the fact that fans are not your friends, he’s losing the last connections to his mom after losing all his brothers, and the other legends are becoming the only family he’s got left and he gives a shit that he is simply messing it up w/ them rn and needed a hard lesson, as usual, to figure it out

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i miss sending decoy guys into the geyser for a fun little activity

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*coughs up blood but like in a sexy way* hey

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remove the line where mirage is like i hope i dont have to fight with that smiling robot again. theyre besties now i wont hear it

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elliott’s ma helped him work w/ the speech impediment when he was younger. it mostly comes up on some longer words these days, and the hard stutter also surfaces sometimes when he’s genuinely upset

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I’m proud to identify as morosexual. I’m attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. A guy asked me what the Spanish word for tortilla was once and now I dream of kissing him under the moonlight

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me: *shoots decoy*

the mirage that just bamboozled me:

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[kesha voice] hot and dangerous

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mirage in the apex legends season 7 trailer

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@frfld​​ said: “ making excuses just makes you look pathetic ”

back straightens unconsciously, shoulders stiffening under the scrutiny. words fall flat between them, last fizzle of a charade that dissipates into uneasy quiet. he finds he can’t quite stand to meet severe gaze, folds swiftly. this isn’t going like you thought it would--try again, witt. and incredibly, he thinks he might just be the first to elicit this level of cold disappointment out of their manager. this feels familiar in a way you don’t want to name.

“...look, i get it. i messed up. believe me, mr. fairfield--no one’s letting me forget it.” instinct leans toward petulance--stubborn, he wants to dig his heels into the earth like a child. but for once, elliott bites his tongue--lets dwight finish the thorough process of ripping the stripes off him. uncomfortable silence--element he’s never been able to stomach well. hell, he’s never been good at a whole lot. pride well-singed, his shoulders sink; “...i'm fixing it. i’m--i’m trying to, i swear.” you’ll fix it, you’ll make it up to them. ( and what if they don’t want to forgive you? ) expression falls and so does composure ( you really are a cheap, bad hand of cards ) 

mindless, careful heel-shift, and a laugh that falls halfway; “i don’t-- i don’t want to mess it up, y’know? ‘cause everyone here--” are kind of the only people you have left.

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now the Concept of mirage wanting to impress horizon bc he respects her and she reminds him of his mom is good but the execution. i will kill respawn he’s not 12 yrs old

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me trying to do a dramatic illustration of when i saw a flying turret

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trying to act civilized. tag drop babey

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i just watched a mirage player stand dead still pretending to be a decoy and i'm losing my mind. secondary note why is the heirloom that cursed and that distracting

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Okay maybe mama did raise a fool