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holy shit im alive.
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if you’re wondering, i’ve been HERE on my hank anderson blog.
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I. STARTER CALL.
THOUGHTS RUN RAPID. tongue is whiskey cologne ; plucking a cigarette from a red and white , dirt-stained box and settling at his lower lip . an accented vulnerability , heinous thoughts of rendering . the thick cloud escapes at the corner of his lips , a journey of MILK WHITE against the heavy dark canvas of evening . an evening gifted calm , quiet , despite of the sudden presence at his side .
neither dared to speak , cut through silence with imposing magnitude . he doesn’t particularly crave brushes of affection nor of a sudden company , though he doesn’t reject the offer . he could speak , he thinks , though courage is lacking . he , disarrayed in exile . A PAUSE AND A SIGH . the cigarette box is ultimately gifted , despite any knowledge of the other’s habits ( or the lack thereof . ) , pried from daryl’s back pocket beneath a red cloth and held at paul’s reach .
/ @peacekcpt .
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I. STARTER CALL.
winter-skinned in naox. ash settles against his lower lip as smoke protrudes. SPECIFIC INHALE. a moment sought to tranquility, silence, boots dressed in particles of soot propped to the discolored and impure railing of rick’s alexandrian home while his chair is settled on it’s back legs. it was a rare occurrence, though he’d taken it. INDULGENCE. creak against wood to his side is what draws his attention and awaits the other’s introduction. lips roam to taste at the corner of his lips, cerulean hues doing the same at his eye. burdened to bitterness. cigarette is set against calloused and bruised skin until the soft flame would die. a resonating sizzle, still taking note of the silence. ❛ - what ? ❜
/ @adoredlife .
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WAAAAH ! i can’t believe i’ve gotten to this point with deadpool && all of you ! this is truly amazing, i just can’t even believe it. over 900 of you ! that’s so many ! aaaaaa ! i am grateful for each && EVERY one of you, even if you aren’t mentioned below ! thank you all so much for writing with me && sticking around with myself && deadpool ! ⸻ psd cred. !
❛ i’ll take it from here, ladies && gentlemen ! wow, more than 900 FUCKERS who want a hot piece of my ass ! can’t blame you, the spandex is just fucking SUPERB. that’s a funny word. ANY WHO, i’m starting to think there’s a reason i’m a part of this post. and that reason is to thank you. yes, even YOU, && you better drink some fucking water before i pump it up your ASS. that’s a popular psa on tumblr, right ? hydrate yourself or you’ll look like me, a BURNT TESTICLE. don’t fuck with me, LITTLE TIMMY ! little shit. … so ⸻ THANK YOU. … . you’re still here ? GO ON, keep scrolling ! wouldn’t wanna miss that starter call, would you ? YEAH, that’s what i thought. SCRAM, beautiful ! ❜
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okay now that it’s not half-done and shitty , here’s a starter call .
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