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come here often, handsome? ;*
fuck off, jed
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rightremor · 2 years
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made a meme 
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rightremor · 2 years
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𝙲𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙴  :  huntedvideo​  .
malcolm bright  ,  [ text ] can you let me in? i’m out front.
             noticing his phone light up on his nightstand, fin reaches one long arm over to clasp the electronic, squiting down at the text with one eye closed. glance flashes up to the time in the right hand corner of the screen - 1:23 am. it irks fin a bit that malcolm knows he wouldn’t be sleeping, even this late.
sms ; mr. brightside.   whatre you gonna give me for letting you in sms ; mr. brightside.   i take cash check and venmo sms ; mr. brightside.   im kidding give me a second to put pants on
he’s slow to roll out of bed, man yawning as he grabs several times for his sweatpants that lay in a puddle on the floor. managing to grip them on the last try, fin yanks them onto long legs, covering boxer briefs in an attempt to be decent. when he can’t find a clean shirt, he opts to approach the door without one. at least he’d tried. hilt of palm is pressed into one tired eye as he glances through the peep hole, assuring himself that it was actually malcolm and not someone who was trying to kill him ( it happens more than one would think ). opening the door, finley gives the other man a smirk, small and expectant, as he steps aside to let malcolm in.  ‘ welcome to casa de stevens. to what do i owe the pleasure? ’     @rightremor.
malcolm  bright  was  not  known  for  working  well  with  others  .    in  fact  ,  he  was  notorious  for  quite  the  opposite    -    the  bureau’s  most  irritating  ,  most  difficult  .    no  one  worked  with  malcolm  bright  unless  they  had  to  ,  &  malcolm  would  admit  that  preferred  working  alone  anyway  .    at  least  ,  until  fin  entered  the  picture  ,  &  now  malcolm  found  himself  standing  outside  his  door  in  the  midst  of  another  sleepless  night  ,  one  glove  wedged  between  teeth  to  make  the  task  of  texting  less  taxing  .    &  he’s  mid  -  message  when  the  door  opens  ,  blinking  doe  -  eyed  up  at  fin’s  half  dressed  form  in  front  of  him  .
&  he  smiles  ,  letting  the  glove  fall  from  his  mouth  into  his  hand  as  he  shuffles  into  the  warmth  of  the  building  .
❝    well  ,  you’re  in  luck  ,  my  friend  ,    ❞    he  starts  ,  fumbling  with  the  conglomerate  of  loose  items  in  his  hands  .    finally  ,  though  one  glove  finds  itself  discarded  on  the  ground  in  the  process  ,  malcolm  manages  to  produce  a  totally  inconspicuous  brown  paper  bag  from  somewhere  in  his  coat  .  &  he  beams  ,  brows  raising  pointedly  ,    ❝    my  mother  always  taught  me  to  never  show  up  to  someone’s  home  empty  handed  .    i  hope  you  like  whiskey  .    ❞
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rightremor · 2 years
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Your experience with trauma is compelling.
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[  𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚁𝙴𝙼𝙾𝚁  ]  :    EVERYTHING  IS  A  TARGET  ,  SAYS  THE  HUNTER  .    the  hunter’s  son  says  nothing  ,  &  closes  his  eyes  —    an  independent  ,  private  &  selective  literate  portrayal  of  malcolm  bright  from  the  fox  series  prodigal  son  .    highly  adaptable  muse  with  verses  in  stranger  things  ,  dead  by  daylight  &  more  .    content  warning  for  mentions  of  :    child  abuse  ,  murder  /  death  ,  serial  killers  ,  eating  disorders  ,  drug  /  alcohol  abuse  &  unreality  .    profiled  by  sunny  (  he  /  him  ,  21+  )  since  2020  ,  remade  2022  .
sideblog  .    playlist  .    multi  ( rules )  .    info  ( old )  .
a  written  study  in  the  themes  of  :    nature  vs  nurture  ,  the  exploitative  nature  of  true  crime  ,  frankenstein’s  creature  ,  fear  of  madness  /  descent  into  madness  ,  the  sins  of  the  father  are  visited  upon  the  children  ,  saturn  devouring  his  son  ,  the  lasting  effects  of  childhood  trauma  ,  what  would  i  be  without  the  ghosts  ?  ,  i  only  wanted  to  be  good  ,  to  be  loved  is  to  be  good  ,  god  loves  you  /  not  enough  to  save  you  ,  sense(less)  of  self  ,  optimistic  pessimism  &  the  pain  of  incurable  hope  .
psd  .    screencaps  .
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rightremor · 2 years
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ok firstly I’m traumatized, not crazy, so jot that down
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@lavnders​   asked  ,  for  theo  !      ⤷       ❝    i  do  not  think  it  means  what  you  think  it  means  .    ❞
there  was  something  about  this  place  that  felt  safe  .    in  malcolm’s  mind  ,  the  logic  of  it  falls  together  perfectly  .    if  he  were  profiling  himself  ,  it’d  be  a  cinch    —    those  who  experience  trauma  in  childhood  are  far  more  likely  to  seek  out  the  comfort  of  a  childhood  lost  than  those  without  .    and  those  whose  childhoods  were  missing  completely  ,  obscured  behind  an  opaque  screen  of  prison  visits  &  hazy  ,  fragmented  images  of  memories  that  were  now  indecipherable  from  fabricated  dreams  ,  were  especially  likely  to  retreat  to  a  childlike  mindset  in  moments  of  stress  .    anxiety  .    fear  .    his  hands  turn  a  stuffed  bear  over  on  the  desk  ,  button  eyes  glinting  up  at  theo  now  .    it’s  harder  to  admit  ,  in  an  emotional  sense  ,  that  he  only  desires  a  little  bit  of  comfort  .
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❝    what  do  you  think  it  means  ,  then  ?    ❞    it  isn’t  a  challenge  ,  it’s  an  inquiry  .    he’d  begun  consulting  her  for  a  reason  .    children  always  were  his  blind  spot  ,    ❝    what  am  i  missing  ,  doctor  crain  ?    ❞
the  princess  bride  sentence  starters  .    accepting  .
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rightremor · 2 years
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Good morning, Mother.
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rightremor · 2 years
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bitches will lay awake at night being emotionally obliterated by the idea of malcolm bright being, at his core, an optimistic person with a big heart who looks to see the best in others no matter how many ways the world should rightfully have squashed that light out of him by now
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HANNIBAL — 1x2
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rightremor · 2 years
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dynamics tag dump.
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rightremor · 2 years
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arcs / verses tag dump.
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rightremor · 2 years
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new tag dump bc i like these ones better.
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