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hi guys. if anyone is still interested in writing colt is now at outofasheswewillrise

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Indie RP + Ask blog for Deputy Conrad ‘Colt’ Salter of Devil’s Gate. 18+. OC & Crossover Friendly. Dark & Triggering content.

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// I think I might move Colt over to a multi to make things easier.

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as always feel free to change pronouns/alter to fit etc!

a trophy father’s trophy son // sleeping with sirens.

“ where have you been? ”

“ it’s been hell not having you here. ”

“ i’ve been missing you so bad. ”

“ you don’t seem to care. ”

“ do you even miss us? ”

“ why are you walking away? ”

“ was it something i did? ”

“ did i make a mistake? ”

“ i’m trying to deal with the pain. ”

“ is this how it ends? ”

“ i will try to understand. ”

“ is this what you call a family? ”

“ it’s been seven years wishing that you’d drop a line. ”

“ i carry the thought along with you in my mind. ”

artonist’s lullabye // hozier.

“ you have few choices. ”

“ all you have is your fire. ”

“ don’t ever tame your demons. ”

“ don’t ever tame your demons, but always keep ‘em on a leash. ”

“ i knew that something would always rule me. ”

“ i knew love’s perfect ache. ”

“ my peace has always depended on all the ashes in my wake. ”

wires // the neighbourhood.

“ i’m sorry that you never made it. ”

“ it pains me just to hear you. ”

“ you knew the game and played it. ”

“ it kills you to know you have been defeated. ”

“ you knew you had a reason, it killed you like diseases. ”

“ mr know it all, had his reign and his fall. ”

“ i can tell the wires pulled. ”

“ i’m having trouble in believing. ”

“ he tells me that i’m dreaming. ”

“ when he talks i hear his ghosts. ”

heavydirtysoul // twenty one pilots.

“ there’s an infestation in my mind. ”

“ i hope that they choke. ”

“ just another attempt to make the voices stop. ”

“ i got a really crazy mind to clean. ”

“ can you save my heavy dirty soul? ”

flesh // simon curtis.

“ this is not the way into my heart. ”

“ we can get a little crazy. ”

“ don’t even try to hold it back. ”

“ tie me up and take me over. ”

“ bite into me harder. ”

“ hold me up against the wall, give it till i beg. ”

“ make me bleed, i like it rough. ”

“ hold my arms above my head and push my face into the bed. ”

“ i’m a screamer, baby. ”

“ make me beg for more. ”

december // neck deep.

“ you missed every call that i tried. ”

“ i’m giving up. ”

“ you don’t give a fuck. ”

“ you never remember me while you’re pulling on his jeans. ”

“ will i die in the cold, feeling blue and alone? ”

“ i hope you get your ball room floor. ”

“ i’m the last thing you’d remember. ”

“ it’s been a long lonely december. ”

“ i wish i’d known that less is more. ”

“ i was passed out on the floor, that’s the last thing i remember. ”

“ cast me aside to show yourself in a better light. ”

“ i came out grieving, barely breathing. ”

“ i hope he’s better than i ever could have been. ”

“ my mistakes were not intentions. ”

“ pain is never permanent, but tonight it’s killing me. ”

“ i miss your face. ”

“ you’re in my head. ”

“ there’s so many things that i should have said. ”

“ a year of suffering, a lesson learned. ”

fuqboi // hey violet.

“ he looks pretty good. ”

“ he’s not what i want. ”

“ i won’t fall for it. ”

“ don’t want his hands or his lips coming near me. ”

“ he’s a fuckboy, they’re all the same. ”

“ like a stain on your heart’s reputation. ”

“ i’ve been through it before, i’d rather cut out my tongue. ”

drifter // falling in reverse.

“ i sit here and i think about all the evil things i’ve done. ”

“ i lost where i was going. ”

“ i surrender. ”

“ i can’t remember what i’m doing in this town. ”

“ i will always be alone. ”

“ the only thing i’ve ever known, is out there on the road. ”

“ he had to watch the son he raised follow in his steps. ”

“ i see how hurt and broken down he is. ”

“ i know the truth is ugly. ”

“ did you truly ever love me? ”

“ i still miss her, no matter where i go. ”

“ the only thing i’ve ever known, is a broken home. ”

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Indie RP + Ask blog for Deputy Conrad ‘Colt’ Salter of Devil’s Gate. 18+. OC & Crossover Friendly. Dark & Triggering content.

[[About + Rules are in the source content link. PSD is enhance ability by jaynedits.]]

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as always feel free to change pronouns/alter to fit etc!

a trophy father’s trophy son // sleeping with sirens.

“ where have you been? ”

“ it’s been hell not having you here. ”

“ i’ve been missing you so bad. ”

“ you don’t seem to care. ”

“ do you even miss us? ”

“ why are you walking away? ”

“ was it something i did? ”

“ did i make a mistake? ”

“ i’m trying to deal with the pain. ”

“ is this how it ends? ”

“ i will try to understand. ”

“ is this what you call a family? ”

“ it’s been seven years wishing that you’d drop a line. ”

“ i carry the thought along with you in my mind. ”

artonist’s lullabye // hozier.

“ you have few choices. ”

“ all you have is your fire. ”

“ don’t ever tame your demons. ”

“ don’t ever tame your demons, but always keep ‘em on a leash. ”

“ i knew that something would always rule me. ”

“ i knew love’s perfect ache. ”

“ my peace has always depended on all the ashes in my wake. ”

wires // the neighbourhood.

“ i’m sorry that you never made it. ”

“ it pains me just to hear you. ”

“ you knew the game and played it. ”

“ it kills you to know you have been defeated. ”

“ you knew you had a reason, it killed you like diseases. ”

“ mr know it all, had his reign and his fall. ”

“ i can tell the wires pulled. ”

“ i’m having trouble in believing. ”

“ he tells me that i’m dreaming. ”

“ when he talks i hear his ghosts. ”

heavydirtysoul // twenty one pilots.

“ there’s an infestation in my mind. ”

“ i hope that they choke. ”

“ just another attempt to make the voices stop. ”

“ i got a really crazy mind to clean. ”

“ can you save my heavy dirty soul? ”

flesh // simon curtis.

“ this is not the way into my heart. ”

“ we can get a little crazy. ”

“ don’t even try to hold it back. ”

“ tie me up and take me over. ”

“ bite into me harder. ”

“ hold me up against the wall, give it till i beg. ”

“ make me bleed, i like it rough. ”

“ hold my arms above my head and push my face into the bed. ”

“ i’m a screamer, baby. ”

“ make me beg for more. ”

december // neck deep.

“ you missed every call that i tried. ”

“ i’m giving up. ”

“ you don’t give a fuck. ”

“ you never remember me while you’re pulling on his jeans. ”

“ will i die in the cold, feeling blue and alone? ”

“ i hope you get your ball room floor. ”

“ i’m the last thing you’d remember. ”

“ it’s been a long lonely december. ”

“ i wish i’d known that less is more. ”

“ i was passed out on the floor, that’s the last thing i remember. ”

“ cast me aside to show yourself in a better light. ”

“ i came out grieving, barely breathing. ”

“ i hope he’s better than i ever could have been. ”

“ my mistakes were not intentions. ”

“ pain is never permanent, but tonight it’s killing me. ”

“ i miss your face. ”

“ you’re in my head. ”

“ there’s so many things that i should have said. ”

“ a year of suffering, a lesson learned. ”

fuqboi // hey violet.

“ he looks pretty good. ”

“ he’s not what i want. ”

“ i won’t fall for it. ”

“ don’t want his hands or his lips coming near me. ”

“ he’s a fuckboy, they’re all the same. ”

“ like a stain on your heart’s reputation. ”

“ i’ve been through it before, i’d rather cut out my tongue. ”

drifter // falling in reverse.

“ i sit here and i think about all the evil things i’ve done. ”

“ i lost where i was going. ”

“ i surrender. ”

“ i can’t remember what i’m doing in this town. ”

“ i will always be alone. ”

“ the only thing i’ve ever known, is out there on the road. ”

“ he had to watch the son he raised follow in his steps. ”

“ i see how hurt and broken down he is. ”

“ i know the truth is ugly. ”

“ did you truly ever love me? ”

“ i still miss her, no matter where i go. ”

“ the only thing i’ve ever known, is a broken home. ”

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Send “📂“ for a random yet completely useless headcanon I have

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escapedthief​

     A quick twitch of a smile dashed across his face as this guy spoke, cracking a joke–as the thought zipped through his head, Arkin’s smile disappeared again because it’s not funny he made that mental joke. He looked back up at the second and third floors of the building next to them–it was supposed to be an office building, but construction stopped because of a string of murders and lots of overdoses happened here.

     Looking back at the guy, he came closer while showing his hands a bit. “Yeah, ‘course. That fall… pretty nasty. Want help walkin’ to my truck? Hell, I could try to carry you if you think you need it.” Arkin was burning to ask why the fuck was this guy here, but he really didn’t want to spook the guy off yet.

     Besides, the sooner they got away from here the better. Arkin cared about the people who came here, but he always got the feeling he was being watched while being there.

“Just helpin’ keep me propped up and going is good enough, thanks.” It wasn’t like he couldn’t walk, he figured that if he had someone to keep him going he wouldn’t quit walking from pain. As they walked over to the truck, Colt wondered what the other male was doing here. Might as well ask, maybe he knew something about why he was here tonight. “If I may ask, what brings you out here?”

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Devil’s Gate (2017)

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Milo Ventimiglia as Jackson Pritchard ↳ Devil’s Gate (2017)  

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fullofdisgrace​

“Deputy Salter,” I chirped, crawling out from under the desk just in time to see a certain homicidal maniac walking up behind him. Of course I didn’t tell him. More fun this way. 

One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi, four … five … six.

The shot rang out, ricocheting … echoing all through the halls and up that spiral staircase … the one the ditzy nuns called their stairway to heaven.

Please. What a joke.

“Oh, god in heaven!” I cried, scrambling up from my office and rushing to cradle the patient in my arms. I easily evaded his hands as they pawed and gripped and tugged at my habit. As if he could hurt me. Any time, but especially now … while he was choking on his own blood. “Somebody help!” I cried, plugging my finger deep in his wound. 

If anyone asked, I was stopping the bleeding … but really, I just liked to see them squirm. Looking at Colt directly for the first time, I choked up a few convincing tears. “It’s alright, Mr. Salter. It isn’t your fault. He’s going to be alright!” 

As the orderlies finally lifted him onto the stretcher, I slowly removed my finger, tuned into the violent squelch of blood.

As the staff shuffled him to Dr. Arden, I looked up to Colt … and then at my hands, “Oh…” My eyes rolled back, as if I could faint. “On no …”

     The time between Mary coming out from under her desk to call for help to when the orderlies rushed in to take the patient to Dr. Arden felt like a mere few seconds connecting each other. Everything happening was a blur to the deputy from the words being spoken sounding like complete gibberish to the movement in front of him. By the end he was left standing in the office, staring at the area where the patient had been laying, his blood still puddled up on the floor. In all of his years of being law enforcement Colt never had to use his gun to shoot another human being. The action felt wrong causing the muscles in his throat to tighten along with tears forming in the corner of his eyes. It isn’t until Mary begins to get faint that he begins to pull himself back together.

     “Woah, hey, hey.” He reaches out, grabbing onto her waist tightly so that she doesn’t fall over. “It’s...it’s gonna be okay, alright? Maybe...maybe we should get out of here for a little bit. Some fresh air sounds good right about now. Is there anyone who can take over for you?”

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Aaron Ashmore and Shawn Ashmore wearing basically the same outfits in Regression and Devil’s Gate

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escapedthief​

     Looking at the guy, as he held his hand over his ribs, Arkin grimaced a little. Damn, that really did not bode well. Not with the way the guy was so breathless–Arkin had a near few experiences with his ribs being broken too. He came forward a little, showing both of his hands to the other man. “Shit, uh, y’sure?” His sweet, Louisianan accent thickening a little with worry.

     Looking around, the place they were at was a bit out of the way of the local town and where most of the homeless went. It’s kind of why Arkin was out here. “I don’t think the reception’s great.” The retired thief explained, “s’kinda why the homeless like it. Lot of’em have suspicions ‘bout how the cell towers make people sick.” Not that he agreed with it personally, but the few who talked to him just liked to rant about it as he kept them some company. “C’mon, I got a truck not too far, I can help you to town.”

     “I... never heard of cell towers doing that. Pretty sure it’s all just crazy talk.” Colt said, managing to get himself up and standing while the other spoke. “Uh, okay, yeah, but I uh-- I’m gonna need some help making it over. Might make things quicker.” He pauses for a moment. “Thank you, by the way.”

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colt when he sees the dem.ogorgon:

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[[ me thinking about colt not wanting the sick alien to get hurt: 😭😭 ]]