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me, removing knife i have been stabbed with: ‘finders keepers’

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I LOVE HOPPER

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(by Octavio Campos Salles)

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Them Shoes - Patrick Sweany 

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“ we’re not animals. ”  

*A VIOLENT MAN || @prismaiden

 It's ironic really. Since he's gotten himself involved, he seemed to hear those exact three words from both sides of this fight. Be it spat between clenched teeth forced into an ever so sharp smile, or all but barked at him as marked bodies are carelessly tossed into fire pits. Both sides attempting to justify actions, both sides failing miserably.

The thing was, Emmet wasn't either of them.

Maybe whenever he had first gotten there, he had been more willing to help the resistance as well as his friends, but now? Now he'd burn the whole county to the ground if that's what it took to get him and his friends out. Step over the bodies of the people that swore to him they wanted what he wanted, though by now, they all knew that wasn't true. They could care less about the other deputies; they just wanted another body to throw into this so-called war.

The lingering smell of bliss burns at the back of his nose and throat enough to make his eyes water. Their once sickeningly sweet smell now earthy and charred, like one had set fire to dead grass rather than drug infused flowers. For a moment the deputy stands there; transfixed in whatever daze the warmth and remaining effects of the drug has pulled him in despite the fire that climbs slowly across fields, igniting neighboring ones along its way.

"It's what you all say." Words sound worn even to his own ears. Eyes stay locked on flames for a few beats longer before he turns to face the woman. He's seen her before, in passing. Seen enough to know she wasn't on his side --Who was at this point?

"All of you over here seem to have all the answers. So, if you people aren't animals. The fuck do you think you are?"

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all i had, i gave.

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Playing Sima 4 and walked into another Sims house where he immediately set himself on fire by trying to cook

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❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜

&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬. || @celesteye

Emmet's been cold since he's gotten there.

The bite of the air 'pon skin, the glacier-like waters higher in the mountains--the kind of cold where it felt like ten thousand needles entering your lungs every time you breathed in. Even now--Despite the sweat of adrenaline across his brow, he can't quite shake the cold that had settled deep in his bones and had begun to spread to the tips of his fingers and nose

The pain behind his eyes makes it hard for him to remember exactly what had happened. He recalls being with Jess and remembers an explosion of bliss. They had been ambushed; he could only hope she got out okay.

He's just on the cusp of unconscious whenever her voice pulls him back out, and he uses it as a guide to help him groggily swim back to the surface of consciousness, breaking through as he shifts some under her hands, head rolling to the side to squint at the top of pale blonde head. So he hadn't been hallucinating. He knew he saw her from the corner of his eyes.

The warmth from her hands soothes him in a way he's never felt, even before this nightmare despite the poking and prodding at torn skin. The Deputy finds himself wondering what she's digging for, the cause of it of course left wherever he had been found--and the more he thinks about it, the more his head pounds.

"How 'bout two?"

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Burn them all

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I've said this before but if you've been here a minute you know imma say it again

Emmet literally had no clue what the hell Hope County was all about. Sure he did his research once he knew he was getting transferred from his station back in Colorado, but there's only so much research can tell you, right? He doesn't have the knowledge of how actually living through hope county is, so tbh he's basically learning as he goes.

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     you put a MONSTER IN A CORNER,      && you expect it to not react accordingly??

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@handtame cont'd from here

Emmet can remember back when he was a boy, the horror he had felt when he had stumbled across his grandfather butchering a coyote not far from their farm. Remembered how it grew from horror to dread when he watched him pick up the mutilated corpse of that coyote and drape it 'pon fence. Wide eyes locked onto the man that he had never seen swat at a fly up until that point.

Over dinner, it had been explained to him of course, that the best way to keep coyotes away from the farm-- was to kill one, and put it on their fence for his friends to see. A warning for all the others.

This is your fate if you enter.

He tries not to think of his grandfather's face as knife sinks deeper into chest cavity and veers its jagged way down into belly. Tries to ignore the smell of blood and gore. Emmet's lips are numb when he answers Miriam, though he doesn't offer her anything else before he's standing to his feet. toeing the body over and letting it drain what was once it's life blood--watches as gore and dirt slowly swirl together as it stretches across the earth.

The ringing in his ears had subsided to where it wasn't so dizzying--just enough to catch Miriam's quiet mumble, and he wants nothing more than a cigarette. Something that might stop the shaking in his hands.

"...You tell me. "

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&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

( this is basically just a very self indulgent list of various fluff, angst, and suggestive themed dialogue sentence starters. )

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜ 

❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜

❛ here, give this a try and tell me what you think. ❜

❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜

❛ come back to bed. ❜

❛ you look good like this. ❜

❛ working together again, it’s just like old times. ❜

❛ how is it you always know what i need, huh? ❜

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜ 

❛ i can’t imagine losing someone like that. i’m sorry. ❜

❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜ 

❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

❛ we can't keep doing this. ❜ 

❛ just relax and let me take care of you. ❜

❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜

❛ i had it under control. you didn’t need to do that. ❜

❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜

❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜

❛ well? how do i look? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜

❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜

❛ i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight. ❜

❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜

❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜

❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜

❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜

❛ i'm here for business — not pleasure. ❜

❛ if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous. ❜

❛ you'd look better down on your knees. ❜

❛ fine, keep acting like you hate me. ❜

❛ kiss me again. ❜

❛ are you asking me out on a date? ❜

❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜

❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜

❛ well, i do feel better now that you're here. ❜

❛ i'm not drunk enough for this. ❜ 

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ i was wrong about you. ❜ 

❛ the first time i met you, i had no idea you'd mean this much. ❜

❛ you gonna be a good girl / boy for me? ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

❛ books mean more to me than people anyway. ❜

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜

❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜

❛ i don’t have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ 

❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜

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One time someone asked me how Em's story ends, and I said "idk probably bleeding out slowly all alone left with his own thoughts and guilt and everything else" and I was being sarcastic but maybe not really.

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(by savannahrosewildlife)