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THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE. I CAN NOW BE FOUND @iudicatus.

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s o oo ,, i’d like some new threads / plots ! like this if you’d be happy for me to slide in your ims .

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tobeblamed​:

         the shotgun is left on the table next to him before he pulls himself off the chair to stand up   —     rule #1 :  ESTABLISH AUTHORITY .   taking a few steps closer to her , the leader’s features frown at her words , skeptically reevaluating her view .    rule #2 : MAINTAIN AUTHORITY .      ‘  no .  ’    he persists , adamant on his final decision .     ‘  you need at least eight soldiers to get in , retrieve the stone , and get back out .  ’      he shouldn’t have to explain this   —   she is supposed to know it already .     ‘   the plan is not negotiable .   ’ 

𝚂𝙼𝙸𝚁𝙺   𝚃𝙴𝙼𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝚃𝙾   𝚀𝚄𝙸𝚁𝙺   𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙽𝙴𝚁𝚂   𝙾𝙵   𝙻𝙸𝙿𝚂   ,         authority   suited   him   .         not   that   she’d   ever   admit   it   but   it   made   him   look   damn   fine   too   ,         though   she   wasn’t   about   to   be   another   notch   on   his   infamous   sexcapade   .          smart   ass   remarks   are   contained   ,   for   once   ,         teeth   pulling   at   lower   lip   whilst   his   orders   sink   in   .          ❝   and   who   will   be   running   point   ?           ❞         brow   quirks   in   accompaniment   to   her   question   ,         eyes   locking   with   his   .          finger   tracing   over   his   drawn   out   plans   ,         maybe   she   did   need   knocking   down   a   few   pegs   .          her   determination   was   admirable   but   there   had   become   a   theme   with   her   ,          danger   ?          odds   stacked   against   them   ?          𝗇𝗈   𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖾   𝗈𝖿   𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗏𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗅   ?          she   was   always   first   in   line   . 

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huntbled​:

“ if   you   think   you’ve   got   some   obligation   to   be   here ,  you   don’t . “   via   @huntborn​

hazel   hues   are   focused   on   the   watch   on   his   wrist   for   less   than   just   a   few  seconds   and   yet   she   notices ,    frustration   spewing  from   his   lips   in   such   a   sigh .     ‘     y’know   it’s   not   that ,     i   was   just   supposed   to   be   at   my   brothers   by   now   for   dinner .     y’said   it    wasn’t   a   big   situation ,     but   you   lied .     shocker   there .     ’     he   huffs   out   with   a   small   chuckle ,     head    shaking   some   as   his   eyes   focus   back   on   her .     ‘     so    lets   finish   this   up ,     ya ?     ’ 

𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂   𝙽𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙾𝚆   ,          𝙰   𝙱𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁   𝚃𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴   𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼   𝙷𝙸𝚂   𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳𝚂   .          the   pessimist   in   her   had   never   wanted   to   make   this   hunt   a   team   effort   ,          but   her   lines   had   become   blurred   yet   again   .          she   was   struggling   .          grasp   between   reality   and   sobriety   slipping   every   day   .    taunting   her   own   morality   ,          her   clock   about   to   tick   over   sooner   than   she'd   thought   .          cold   sweat   is   wiped   from   brow   as   she   tries   to   get   a   grip   on   situation   ,          there   were   no   tells   ,          no   reason   why   he   should   suspect   her   𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨   𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭   .          she   turns   to   glance   at   him   just   for   a   moment   ,          lips   pressing   together   as   she   unholsters   gun   and   begins   to   advance   forward   .          ❝   i'm   sure   he'll   save   you   a   doggy   bag   .          ❞

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Blue Fog/Tristesse County.

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tobeblamed​:

             she wasn’t convinced    ;   it was rather unsettling for a hunter to be his rival .  there was a reason why they steered clear from the community as much as they could    —   until desperate times called for assistance from outsiders .  however , seeking help required gaining trust before anything else .  in an attempt to clear his name , dean explained ,   ‘ the cliff notes?   —  leviathans stole our faces and framed us for mass murder , ‘cause we posed a threat to them .  ’      a pause .     ‘  it could’a happened to any one of us . ’

𝚁𝙾𝙲𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺   𝙰𝙽𝙳   𝙵𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙷   𝙾𝙽   𝙷𝙴𝙴𝙻𝚂   𝙰𝚂   𝚂𝙷𝙴   𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙽𝚂   ,          arms   are   crossed   over   chest   when   she   scoffs   .          just   when   she   thought   the   job   couldn’t   get   any   more   insane   .          maybe   she   should   cut   him   some   slack   ,          her   uncle   had   always   told   her   to   play   nice   with   other   hunters   .   but   he   wasn’t   here   .          ❝   listen   i’m   gonna   go   out   on   a   limb   here   and   say   this   sort   of   shitshow   is   a   𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜   𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙚   in   you   and   your   brothers   lives   .   ❞

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slides the dash $2 …….. ship with me

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                         i’m  gonna  𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭  the  ʇᴉɥs  out  of  𝖘𝖆𝖙𝖆𝖓  !

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‘ you’re bossy… and short. ’

𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙾𝚈𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴   𝚂𝙸𝙼𝙼𝙴𝚁𝚂   𝙰𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽𝚂𝚃  𝙱𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚂   ,        it   threatens   to   bubble   to   surface   ,   to   spill   over   the   sides   .         instead   tongue   is   caged   ,   bitten   down   on   hoping   𝖕𝖔𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖔𝖚𝖘   words   do   not   escape   .         painted   smile   is   begrudgingly   pulling   at   lips   .          ❝          and   that   useless   observation   helps   us   currently   how   ?          ❞

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‘ for us every day is halloween. ’

𝙰   𝚂𝙲𝙾𝙵𝙵   𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚂   𝙸𝙽   𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝙰𝚃   ,         𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋   𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾   settling   upon   tongue   .          words   from   the   other   ring   true   ,          an   ugly   reminder   of   the   terror   of   their   reality   .          ❝          y'know   what   helps   ?         tequilɑ   .         and   lots   of   it   .   ❞

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tobeblamed​:

starter for : @huntborn​

     he keeps his distance from her as long as she doesn’t raise a gun on him .  he contemplates running to the opposite direction , but he has to be patient while coming up with a more  elaborate plan to escape .  for the moment , he watches her carefully from where he stands , making sure he is alert to her every move .      ‘  well , pardon me if i don’t believe a cop when they say they jus’ wanna talk .   ’

𝙱𝚄𝚉𝚉𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝙾𝙵   𝙵𝙻𝚄𝙾𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙲𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚂   𝙴𝙲𝙷𝙾𝙸𝙽𝙶  𝙰𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙶𝚂𝚃   𝙰   𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙴   𝚂𝙸𝙻𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴   .          hanging   between   standoff   ,          who   is   friend   and   who   is   foe   ?          dimly   lit   silhouette   leans   against   door   frame   ,          blocking   the   largest   exit   .          her   calloused   and   torn   hands   ache   to   cradle   the   comfort   of   state   issued   firearm   .          a   precaution   ,          yet   also   to   𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘺   𝘢   𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨   .          presence   here   was   enough   to   warrant   her   own   arrest   ,          rendezvousing   with   a   known   felon   ?          guaranteed   jail   time   .          THERE   IS   SOMETHING   ,          SOMETHING   ABOUT   THE   ENTIRETY   OF   HIS   CASE   .          it   didn't   sit   right   with   her   ,          thrashing   about   in   her   mind   at   night   ,          keeping   her   awake   .          which   somewhat   explains   the   situation   unfolding   currently   .          ❝   fair   .          but   do   you   really   think   i'd   come   all   this   way   ,        𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠   𝐦𝐲   𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐫   ,          just   to   shoot   you   ?          ❞       

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𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚂  𝙼𝙰𝙶𝙶𝙸𝙴  𝙵𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙻𝙸𝙴𝚁  𝙴𝙳𝙸𝚃𝚂   ,   personals   don’t   reblog.

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i’m not interested in anything anyone has to say abt terrorists breaking into the capitol if it doesn’t include race. don’t just call them trump supporters, don’t just call them right wingers, don’t just call them fascists and don’t imply the only reason they’re not getting shot dead and gassed like thousands of black protesters is because they’re trump supporters.

they’re white domestic terrorists. their whiteness lets them afford the privilege to strut past police and into the biggest government building in the entire country while holding rifles and machine guns. not their political ideology, their whiteness. say it all or shut the fuck up.

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if you support donald trump unfollow me. full stop. hopefully no trump supporters are dumb enough to think they’re welcome here, but seriously. gtfo my page. block me while you’re at it.

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once i get ps it’s over for u hoes !!! i have sm muse for all the asks in my inbox & for the replies i owe

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was about to start working on replies but my ps is broken so i went to purchase a subscription only to find out the bank said no💖, so i’m waiting to hear back from them while being v frustrated

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The person I reblogged this from is someone I enjoy seeing on my dashboard.