You'll always remember the moment God took her away For the weight of the world was placed on your shoulders that day

Uneven Odds by Sleeping at Last. (via feirnwehr)

eireflame​:

❝  did  i  ‘ear  correct?  that  man  there  jus’  called  ye  samuel?  ❞  /  @pyratestories​

like for a small thing to help me find anne’s voice.   /  accepting

 he  wasn’t  well  known,  much  to  his  dismay,  the  years  in  prison  were  not  kind  to  him,  nor  in  body  or  mind,  it  left  him  drowning  in  his  younger  brother  shadow,  it  left  a  foul  taste  in  his  mouth,  yet  when  she  asked  of  his  name  he  felt  as  though  he  puffed  his  chest  a  bit  with  pride.  samuel  drake  —  he  was  not  as  well  known  as  nathan,  but  he  was  making  a  name  for  himself  all  the  same.  still  attempting  to  keep  his  cool  he  turns  in  response.  ❛  aaaannd….  who’s  askin’?  ❜    a  cigarette  rests  idly  between  his  fingers,  burning  dimly.  

𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐘.

i’ve  gathered  all  of  these  from   tumblr   ,   therefore  i  don’t  take  credit  for  any  of  these   &   they  will   only   be  used  in  the  purpose  of  role - playing.   feel  free  to  change  pronouns  if  you  feel  it  to  be  necessary   &   remember  to  reblog  from  the  source  if  you  aren’t  going  to  send  something  in  to  the  person  who  reblogged  this.

❛   i  am  only  human   ,   but  i  am  also  human.   ❜

❛   you  only  love  me  in  the  dark.   ❜

❛   where  are  you   &   do  you  think  of  me  ?   ❜

❛   i’d  rather  live  in  a  world  full  of  white  noise  than  spend  a  moment  in  silence.   ❜

❛   i’ve  always  been  so  careful  to  not  let  anybody  down  that  i  never  noticed  i  was  giving  up  on  myself.   ❜

❛   i  can  be  bold   ,   because  i  have  you  with  me  always.   ❜

❛   i’d  breathe  but  i  don’t  want  to  wake  butterflies  in  my  lungs.   ❜

❛   i’d  light  myself  on  fire  if  it  meant  you  were  warm.   ❜

❛   my  heart  is  set  of  gritted  teeth   &   bleeding  gums.   ❜

❛   it’s  foolish  to  hope  you’re  thinking  of  me.   ❜

❛   saving  you  meant  losing  myself   &   i  would  do  that  till  the  end  of  time.   ❜

❛   what  happens  to  you  when  i  have  nothing  left  to  lose  ?   ❜

❛   it’s  a  lonely  world   &   i  just  want  someone  to  love.   ❜

❛   i  broke  my  own  heart  when  i  fell  for  you.   ❜

❛   i  don’t  want  to  be  saved.   ❜

❛   even  the  thought  of  you  feels  like  wind  beneath  my  wings.   ❜

❛   i  always  wanted  to  start  a  revolution   ,   so  i started  one  within  myself.   ❜

❛   i  hope  you  felt  it  when  my  heart  broke.   ❜

❛   i  am  a  walking  lie.   ❜

❛   there  is  a  sound  at  the  door   &   it’s  never  you   ,   so  why  bother  answering  ?   ❜

❛   one  look  at  you   &   my  heart  leapt   &   now  you’re  stuck  in  my  head  again.   ❜

❛   even  the  silence  is  too  much.   ❜

❛   point  the  gun  at  me   ,   what’s  it  like  to  be  free  ?   ❜

❛   the  only  difference  between  fear   &   anticipation  is  the  outcome.   ❜

❛   i  wanted  you  to  hurt  me   &   i  got  what  i  asked  for.   ❜

❛   i  hope  to  god  you  hate  me   ;   i  can’t  stand  the  thought  of  you  still  missing  me.   ❜

❛   i  break  in  silence  so  no  one  will  worry  over  someone  like  me.   ❜

❛   everything  that  defines  me  is  nothing  that  i  am.   ❜

should i make sam a wire? 

no offense to these guys, but they don’t get it.

actually sam, they do. they really do. trust me they’ve seen this... kind of obsession before.

 i  feel  like  its  unfair  to  sam,  in  this  scene,  sam  is  made  to  feel  like  his  wants  and  desires  are  just  another  obsession.  sam  spent  13  years  of  his  life  rotting  away  in  prison  for  something  that  he  didn’t  even  do  (  killing  the  guard  )  and  when  he  was  broken  out  of  prison  it  was  for  the  purpose  of  finding  this  treasure,  he  felt  worthless,  extremely  worthless,  he  had  done  absolutely  nothing  with  his  life  —  sam  didn’t  care  about  the  treasure,  just  finding  it…  also  i  would  like  to  add  that  the  fact  that  nate  was  made  to  feel  like  his  was  an  obsession  when  he  literally  was  saving  the  world  from  an  evil  villain  is  just….  really  wrong,  rubs  me  the  wrong  way.  sam  wants  to  make  his  life  mean  something  and  if  its  just  finding  the  treasure  and  dying  then  so  be  it.  he  didn’t  care  as  long  as  he  did  it,  not  only  that,  but  it  tied  him  to  his  mother…  i  think  no  one  could  possibly  understand  how  sam  was  feeling  in  that  moment,  and  i  think  he  knew  that  he  could  never  make  them.  i  think  that  sam  was  less  betrayed  more  like  …  what  have  they  done  to  you  nathan?  he  and  his  brother  were  always  passionate  about  treasure  hunting  and  the  other  two  made  nathan  feel  like  it  was  less  of  a  passion  more  of  an  obsession…  and  that’s  unfair.

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30 DAY GAMING CHALLENGE: Day Two - Favorite Character

Sam Drake (Uncharted)

shoveoff​:

the captain is no blind man , with an eye for what he want , he was not losin’ sight of that treasure .     furthermore , he is insulted ; bewildered expression ‘pon the faces of his men .     ‘     sound like ?     ‘     he reiterates , 𝖎𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖔𝖓𝖊 .     ‘     ye’ bloody moron !     ‘     hand dips to hilt , blade unsheathed by his side whilst two shipmates follow their captain’s lead to withdraw their weapons .     ‘     𝖜𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖍 𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖘 ye’ fool an’ ye’ have something that belongs to me .     ‘

❛  ah  —  so  you’re  a  pirate  are  ye?  ❜  he  uses  ye  on  purpose,  pirates  are  his  thing.  there’s  a  sarcastic  undertone  to  his  words.  after  slipping  the  item  behind  him  and  tucking  it  away  his  hands  immediately  raise  to  the  armed  men.  ❛  mkay,  calm  down...  alright?  ❜  he  squints  his  eyes  at  them,  perhaps  he  was  acting  far  too  brave  for a  man  who  could  be  murdered  at  any  moment  ❛  i’m  well-versed  in  piracy,  sir.  ❜  he  flashes  a  smile  at  faris,  still  attempting  his  theft.  ❛  tell  you  what  —  we  trade  secrets,  drink  a  bit  of  ale,  good  times  all  around.  whaddya  say?  ❜      

- How?  I thought you… I saw you get shot. - Yes, you did.  Right… there.

shoveoff​:

‘     i believe what ye’ be manhandling there belongs to me .     ‘     a notable swagger exists in his walk , the gesture of arms swaying open     (     are not welcoming     ) .     'pon the tilt of his head , two of his best men break out from behind their captain , 𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖗 handling their treasure . 

@pyratestories / one - line

❛  y’know…  ❜  he  starts  an  attempt  of  distraction  as  he  moves  to  put  the  treasure  behind  his  back  ❛ you  sound  just  like  a  pirate  —    what  are  you  into  that…  what  is it…  live  action  roleplay  stuff?    gotta  admit,  it’s  really  good,  i  applaud  you.  ❜

                        // ... HEADCANON - BIRD TATTOO

 Though,  most  would  assume  the  meaning  of  the  tattoo  of  four  birds  he  obtained  in  prison  as  a  form  of  symbolic  freedom.  Sams  initial  thought  when  getting  them  had  nothing  to  do  with  freedom,  as  he  was  sure  he  was  going  to  rot  in  that  prison.  There  was  never  a  time  when  sam  thought  that  someone  was  looking  for  him  or  working  on  getting  him  his  freedom.  However,  he  did  in  fact,  write  letters  to  his  brother;  they  never  made  their  way  to  him,  at  the  point  where  the  only  guard  who  was  kind  to  him  died,  he  had  given  up  the  dream  of  release.  The  birds  don’t  represent  freedom  or  the  want  of  liberty;  instead,  they  are  connected  to  his  religion,  to  god,  the  birds  are  meant  to  mean  that  “God  is  watching  over  me”  Sam  turned  to  religion  in  his  time  of  need,  his  darkest  times.  The  prison  was  a  living  hell  for  Samuel,  he  was  brutalized,  and  tortured,  beaten  with  no  reasonings.  He,  Rafe,  and  Nathan  killed  a  guard  yet,  they  only  captured  one  of  them.  Samuel  was  getting  the  punishment  meant  for  all  of  them.  he  found  himself  praying  to  god  and  speaking  to  his  mother,  even  his  father,  in  his  need  for  comfort.  he  questioned  a  lot  of  his  life  decisions,  what  he  could  have  done  differently,  how  this  could  have  impacted  his  life,  in  his  desperation.  That  is  when  he  decided  to  get  the  tattoos  of  birds,  not  to  show  that  he  believed  in  his  freedom  because  he  knew  that  he  was  to  rot  in  there.  However,  he  still  had  his  faith,  his  hope  —  and  his  religion  to  get  him  through  his  nightmare,  though,  were  you  to  ask  him  what  his  tattoos  mean  he’d  most  likely  respond  with,  “  they’re  just  birds…  and  it  was  either  birds  or  rats…  seeing  as  those  are  the  only  animals  I  saw  for  13  years.  I  chose  birds.  “  he’s  not  willing  to  share  his  most  vulnerable  moment,  but  he  is  willing  to  wear  it  on  his  neck  —  most  assume  the  birds  mean  freedom.  He  lets  them  —  there’s  no  correction  upon  their  assumption.  

Yeah, you’re gonna try and steal it, huh?

blastincode​:

 jessie  canted  her  head,  allowing  herself  to  smile.  he  seemed  to  beam  a  bit  more  proud  than  before.  brown  eyes  drift  away  from  him  as  he  rummages  through  his  own  pocket  to  not  seem  invasive  or  nosy  to  what  he  might  be  up  to.  she  looks  out  over  the  ocean,  a  vast  amount  of  water  which  depths  were  still  unknown,  ❝  yeah,  it’s  jessie.  ❞  she  leaned  against  the  railing  of  the  ship,  ❝  and…  nope…  never  been  to  egypt.  what  about  you?—  i  mean  you’re  the  legendary  samuel  drake,  you  must’ve  been  there  a  few  times,  hm?  ❞  she  offers  her  gaze  back  to  him,  her  smile  was  a  bit  more  playful.    

there’s a pause after her question — it left him awkward, a chuckle choked from his tobacco filled lungs as the smoke exits his mouth. ❛ ah… well, no — but - ❜ holding up a finger to stop her before she speaks, in case she retorts. ❛ but, that doesn’t mean anything, i’ve been a lot of places, my occupation just never took me to egypt. ❜ quickly sniffing he leans next to her. ❛ 'sides, there’s nothing wrong with new scenery in this line of work, am i right? ❜ glancing, he offers her a smile — what a thrill treasure hunting was. ❛ so — what we’re lookin’ for this… eye of horus, what do YOU know about it? ❜ testing her knowledge, he keeps his gaze on the steady waters looking out for any sea animals, particularly dolphins  ❨ he is quite fond of dolphins. ❩

He’s trying to be cool

blastincode​:

 she  had  heard  of  the  name  drake  before—however,  the  name  samuel  was  never  mentioned  when  referring  to  drake.  she  inhaled  deeply  before  letting  it  back  out,  ❝  looks  like  i’m  in  good  hands  then  huh?  ❞  her  pep  returned  along  with  the  smile  on  her  face,  ❝  wonder  how  i  got  so  lucky  to  end  up  partnering  with  a  pro.  ❞  

he liked the sound of that ‘ pro ‘ he was one after all, though no one knew he discovered averys treasure— his mouth pulls up into a slight curve and he gives a nod. digging into his pocket he pulls a pack of cigarettes from his jacket, slipping a stick between his lips he hums. ❛ mmhm, lucky you. ❜ muffled words slip from his open mouth. ❛ you ever been to egypt before? — jessie, was it? ❜ he lifts up his lighter engraved with stars and the number 76, and lights the cigarette.

he holds his hand up, giving a slight shake of his head.  ❛ no - no.. 'ts fine, everyone gets a little nervous on their first job.  ❜ comforting? no. he was waiting for the right moment to be a little cocky. ❛ i mean, i am a legendary treasure hunter, after all — anyone would get a little nervous working with THE samuel drake. ❜  

response to @blastincode​ ( os. )

      𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐈: sentence memes. 

( feel free to change whatever you want. )

❛ We will learn from each other. ❜ ❛ We will start something new. ❜ ❛ There is so much to tell you. ❜ ❛ What a privilege to love you ❜ ❛ You are grace, you are light. ❜ ❛ Show me who I am and who I could be ❜ ❛ And I will try, try, try to breathe ❜ ❛ Is this what being vulnerable feels like? ❜ ❛ I’m only steady on my knees one day I’ll stand on my own two feet ❜ ❛ I’ll run the risk of being intimate with brokenness ❜ ❛ Show me how to struggle gracefully ❜ ❛Let the scaffolding inside of me be strong enough to hold this tired body up ❜ ❛ I was given a gift of hope ❜ ❛ I want to see your happily ever after ❜ ❛ This is your moment, don’t look down. ❜

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