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I did not know then what I know now:
to be an American boy, and then an American boy with a gun, is to move from one end of a cage to another.
Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous
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tim gutterson of justified
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sorry for the lack of writing around here - been tired and work has been extremely stressful the last few weeks... (or 3 months i should say).
i'm more active on discord, but still (slowly) trying to reply to some things here.
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the father saw her , THE SNAKE IN THE GARDEN
independent writing blog for the rookie dep by holly.
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don't mind my random af hc out of nowhere after 234234 years but i have been on desk tiktok / corporatetok, therefore...
yes, kerri is the type to have her desk decked out with cute decor and family photos, and colored highlighters all organized in an oversized mug. she also even has a little shoebox organizer on the side of it for all the heels she likes to rotate between.
tough, demanding job with long days calls for a cute lil work abode.
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𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝
#𝚂𝙰𝚄𝙳𝟺𝙳𝙴𝚂
𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀 𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚊. 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚢 #𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍, 𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍. 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎.
𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢; 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚊. 𝚜𝚑𝚎/𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝟸𝟻+ ( 𝟸𝟶 + 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 )
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"YOU'RE SO PURE", he says
does he know I'm forsaken?
the original sinner but soon he'll know....
𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘌𝘝𝘌 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 & 𝘮𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘴. 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯, 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 & 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦. 20+
𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨.
𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢 , 𝘴𝘩𝘦/𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 25+
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nate could feel his eyes narrowing at gloria as she took a second sip. standing, palms were flat against the surface of his desk - the office quiet, aside from the papers rustling and clinking mug. it was true that they worked together almost seamlessly - communicating nonverbally to the point where it was almost a practiced dance. but today? a step behind.
inhale, exhale.
corners of his lips tipped upwards into a smile, one that was almost indecipherable. “okay, so you wanna cut the shit and tell me what you’re thinkin’? drinkin’ all my coffee, might as well assume i’m an temporary idiot, hermosa.”
as if to intentionally perpetuate his confusion, she offers a playfully irked twist of her lips and narrowed gaze that speaks along the lines of how do you not get it? ❝ is your hearing going already, el viejo ?❞
twists the knife a little deeper, gloria will jump on any opening ( likely pay for it later ). she takes another sip, brows dancing and finally tosses over the notebook she carries. ❝ when we'd jump into terrain, you couldn't jump in blind. i'd know that map backwards and forwards and every which way.❞ strangely, jumping out of planes into hostile territory was more straightforward than profiling. ❝ so i flipped the map, it might give us more options. ❞
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the agent turned on the heel of his boot, walking away from the ledge of the empty lot they had ended up on. a chase gone wrong. nodding as to prove he was listening, he let out a quick chuckle. “i’d say welcome back, but…” glancing at the deputy, cordova exhaled deeply. the fact that the man was here from another state, meant that this case was likely bigger than he’d expected. bigger than he would have liked.
“gotta fill our days somehow,” he joked, opening the gate where cordova had come from. “plus we likely don’t have shit to hide, if you think about it.” walking towards the cluster of cars, sirens off, but lights still littering the area, serving like a warning sign to bystanders, nate leaned against his squad suv. while he wasn’t necessarily local police, it was much more covert than screaming to the world that he was dea.
“so, deputy marshal, you said? chasing your fugitive around the country, then? i just got handed the case, so still gettin’ caught up.”
he lets his shoulders relax, arms drop to his side, when the other officer puts his gun down and the danger is less urgent. obviously if the guy wanted he could bring the gun back up but that seems unlikely for the moment. at the very least tim suspects the guy doesn't want the headache of explaining why he killed a marshal.
"hey, you grow up someplace and you either love it or hate it, and turns out i'm the kind that hates it." tim shrugs as he takes a few steps closer, whatever conversation they manage to have here it isn't for other people. "ain't from here exactly, east texas, but the whole state's got some energy i can't seem to stand for too long." but he's here for work, and that lets him pretend he doesn't hear the ghost of his father's steps behind him at every turn. he can shut that part of his mind off.
the other man seems to trust him at least enough to speak to him and that's half the battle. "why's it always other cops that give me the most shit when i try and talk to them? see a fugitive would just bolt, makes it easier."
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↪ 𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺 ﹠ ᵀᴱᴸᴸ . ( a collection of 50+ kiss prompts . feel free to specify the initiating muse . potentially nsfw content within . will be updated .)
finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for .
a kiss shared during a game ( truth or dare , spin the bottle , etc ) .
kissing your lover to show you forgive them .
neck kisses that turn into love bites .
wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them .
a kiss to prove you don’t have feelings for them .
a last kiss before one goes away .
biting your lover’s lip amidst a kiss .
an emotional kiss bringing one party to tears .
a kiss while being reunited after a long time .
kissing your lover in a moment of sheer joy .
a kiss while slow dancing .
sharing a spontaneous kiss with a stranger .
an abrupt , heated kiss during the middle of a fight .
kissing them to shut them up .
a kiss to wake your lover up in the morning .
sharing a kiss in a heavy downpour of rain .
kissing your partner to seal a marriage .
a possessive kiss that is meant to stake a claim .
a kiss to resolve suppressed romantic/sexual tension .
a kiss attempting to convince the other party to stay .
kissing the top of their head as you hold them .
a risky kiss between forbidden lovers .
stolen kisses while hiding away from a crowd .
a kiss that leaves lipstick stains .
a kiss shared on a rooftop while the sun sets .
a flirtatious kiss on the back of the hand .
sneaking off to a public bathroom to make out .
a kiss on the forehead as the other sleeps .
an ( accidental / mutually ) drunken kiss .
caging your lover against a wall with your arms to kiss them .
a kiss after joining your lover in the shower .
a kiss after receiving good news .
a tentative , exploratory kiss between friends .
a kiss shared between enemies during combat .
kissing your lover after believing you’d lost them .
a kiss after a devastating event , meant to comfort .
a possessive kiss in front of a jealous third party .
kissing your lover under the night sky while stargazing .
a kiss between two people in a fake relationship .
a kiss that seals a promise .
kissing your lover lazily first thing in the morning .
holding your lover by the jaw to kiss them .
kissing the tears from their cheeks .
a kiss to your lover’s stomach as you travel down their body .
an abrupt kiss that you melt into after a moment of hesitation .
sleepy , domestic morning kisses in the kitchen while making breakfast .
a rushed kiss before one party leaves for work .
a kiss shared while holding your dying lover .
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nate could feel his eyebrows knitting together - first in confusion, then in impatience. while this wasn’t an unusual response to his partner ( in many ways ), he couldn’t help but…
“huh?” had she had too much caffeine?
meeting her eyes, nate licked his lips in practiced patience and watched her sip from his coffee. the coffee he hadn’t even tasted yet. “sure, what’s mine’s yours,” he snorted in amusement.
“and what are you rewriting, miss philosopher? how the fuck does that help?”
there's a shrug lifting her world-weary shoulders, leaning in her seat. ❝ i don't have a method. all I do is read a lot, think a lot, and rewrite constantly. ❞ remember too much. gloria doesn't hold an ounce of guilt behind her eyes when she reaches over and steals his cup of coffee. ❝ it's not a scientific thing. ❞
SC//accepting...@likesouvenirs
#didn't want to make it too long bc i feel like we have 40 other drafts lmao#┊writing — threads.#┊thread — nathaniel cordova.#┊dynamic — cordova + de lima.#and despite his fuckin brash attitude he is curious dfsdf
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cordova’s eyes remained squinted, keeping the man in his line of vision as he listened for other threats surrounding them. it wasn’t until the badge was shown that he finally lowered his gun, only pointing the nozzle fully away from the man when he mentioned texas.
an involuntary smirk tugged at cordova’s cheek, an amused huff escaping his chest. “damn, not a fan of whatever the hell the lone star state has to offer?” the agent couldn’t blame him - nate had been all over the state, and had even left, residing in seattle for a brief stint. texas was a whole ‘nother concept. if it weren’t for his brother and father… he wasn’t sure he’d still be here.
“so where you comin’ from if not here?” placing his handgun in the back waistband of his jeans, cordova crossed his arms. “y’know, since it sounds like being in texas is eatin’ away at you.”
tim keeps one of his hands in the air, the other had gripped his jacket, brushing it to the side just enough to show the star on his hip, and the gun that rests just behind it. but he hasn't drawn, which is more than he can say for the man in front of him. tim hadn't been following him long when the opportunity to approach him presented itself, for the best really. only after the gun is away does tim lower his arm and put both his hands on his hips, still far enough away from his gun that he doesn't present an extra threat.
"deputy marshal tim gutterson." he takes a step closer, not to threaten but just so that this conversation isn't quite as loud as he feels like he's being while they're far apart. "now we both know that we shouldn't kill each other, right?"
he doesn't get very close, just close enough that he can knock his voice down a level. "we should talk, i don't come to texas for fun it's for work."
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@medicbled requested: " be honest, why do you hate me?" for nate thanks byyeee
a breathy scoff escaped nate’s lips before he could stop and think of how he wanted to respond. shaking his head, he dropped his head against the back of his driver’s seat, arm hanging out the open window. the air wasn’t crisp today - not that it usually was in houston, but today specifically, it’d felt like what nate assumed hell must’ve felt like.
sweat dropped down his back beneath his white shirt, which his attire had eventually been reduced to, having started the day in denim.
lifting his index finger, as to say hold on, he unbuckled his seatbelt and looked towards his partner, who was in a squad car facing in the opposite direction. “i bought you lunch - your favorite, might i add… what else have i done that would give you that idea? enlighten me, de lima,” he smirked, indicating he was teasing. they both knew damn well what it had been like to dislike one another, having met and immediately writing the other off - this hadn’t been that for a while.
“or is it because i didn’t kiss you goodbye this morning? didn’t peg you for the needy type.”
#he is joking obviously what a dick#sorry i took forever <3#┊muse — nathaniel cordova.#┊dynamic — cordova + de lima.
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WHAT DO YOU MEAN ? a collection of various questions that can be asked. feel free to change around anything that needs to be !!
" what do you mean ? "
" oh, so now you can tell me ? "
" are you asleep ? "
" do you hate me or something ? "
" can i help you with that ? "
" is that blood ? "
" where did you find this ? "
" do you remember how it used to be ? "
" do you miss me ? "
" can you turn out the light ? "
" did you have a nightmare ? "
" will i always be second best ? "
" why do you love me ? "
" did you apologize ? "
" do you want more rest ? "
" are you okay ? "
" are you going to finish that ? "
" where are you going ? "
" is that smoke ? "
" didn't you quit drinking ? "
" does your mother know ? "
" are we going to be parents ? "
" how do i look ? "
" can i hold you ? "
" is that a puppy ? "
" can i kiss you ? "
" where did that scar come from ? "
" can you hear my voice ? "
" will you shut up for a second ? "
" are you satisfied ? "
" where are you ? "
" where the hell did you go ? "
" why do i smell smoke ? "
" did you try to make me dinner ? "
" will you go out with me ? "
" will you go on a date with me ? "
" will you marry me ? "
" could you please kiss me goodnight ? "
" are you kidding me right now ? "
" did you shut the door on your way out ? "
" can you see me ? "
" did you get a picture of it ? "
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❥ 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 , 𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 .
something a bit different for once : some texts pulled from a website called pinterest !
tw for mature themes . feel free to customize as you wish !
> hey > i just wanted to let u know > i’m beautiful > thank u and goodnight
> you look so innocent and i know you’re not and that gets me weak asf
> off topic but you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me
> what can i say? i’m charming and irresponsible > *irresistible
> where r the aliens > i bet they wouldn’t let this happen
> TREES ARE GAY, SON
> pls don’t read that i’m in a better mental state now lmao
> honestly at this point i’m just annoyed with the ghosts
> i just sent u shrek memes don’t ignore me
> i apparently have “behavioral issues” and i am “too defiant”
> can we have a fucking tea party at 2am?
> i saw my reflection in the window and thought there was someone outside and screamed
> SPEAKING OF THE ILLUMINATI
> self care is laying on the ground until it swallows you whole and you become one with the dirt
> also bring a nerf gun just in case
> i was planning a murder > but i’m back now
> bro dude homie man calm down
> it’s what i do > smoke weed and cry
> i do many things solely out of spite > this will be one of them
> don’t tell jesus but i’m cheating on him with waluigi
> i just punched shit > ✨ therapy ✨
> FALSE > I AM A BALL OF RAGE
> well i’ve gotten straight a’s since 3rd grade > that’s the only thing straight about me
> if you keep ignoring your emotions like this, you will eventually break down
> what do u do when u like a girl? set her on fire?
> i just want my teeth in your neck > violently and or sexually
> guess who’s bored > me > i’m bored > give me attention
> oh man i’d fuck him so hard but id also throw him off a cliff
> seems a tad bit too heterosexual for my tastes
> is that a threat or your flirting with me?
> i’ll pray to the meme gods, i guess
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send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully.
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getting caught up with memes and riding that high is like...mb i should reblog more and then be able to write consistently!
anxiety: but what if we die buried again
me: we literally had 4 memes
anxiety: and?
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