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                  Don’t MATTER what I said. Reavers don’t leave NO SURVIVORS.
Reavers ain’t men. Reavers ain’t men. Reavers ain’t men. Reavers ain’t men. Reavers ain’t men. Reavers ain’t men. Reavers ain’t men. Reavers ain’t men. Reavers ain’t men. Reavers ain’t men. Reavers ain’t men. Reavers ain’t men. Reavers ain’t men. Reavers ain’t men. Reavers ain’t men.
ind sel pri simon tam & jayne cobb ghosted by katie and dottie ( boo )
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rewrittenmemory · 7 years
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It’s been three months but I finally fixed my tags!
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rewrittenmemory · 7 years
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                     'Cause they scream and shout for mercy and HOPE as their bodies turn to dust. It’s their light from within, beautiful but thin and it leads you to trust.                     But their souls are lost and roam the world for a purpose, barely ever able to get back to the surface. They drown and burn only for you to earn a fleeting moment in time, something like happiness but more of a CRIME                  As   they   never   ask   for   something   in   return.
                                                                                                    multi muse written by dottie.
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rewrittenmemory · 7 years
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✧Stay positive Felix✧  -  ヅGifs i made of Poodsヅ
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rewrittenmemory · 7 years
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rewrittenmemory · 7 years
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Consciousness is the head. by Agnes-Cecile
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rewrittenmemory · 7 years
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A  VERY  DESCRIPTIVE  &  DETAILED  PROFILE  OF  YOUR  MUSE. repost  with  the  information  of  your  muse,  including  headcanons,  etc. when  you’re  done,  tag  15  other  people  to  do  the  same !
tagged by : @sxnned
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NAME :  Quentin Parr AGE :   27 | 47 SPECIES :   ( cursed ) human GENDER :   cis male ORIENTATION :   Bisexual PROFESSION :   Cabbie | Bouncer
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[ PHYSICAL ASPECTS ] BODY TYPE :  Tall, skinny with very little muscle definition | still tall, but more roundish now HAIR :   Blonde EYES :   very very light blue SKIN :    pale af covered in tattoos | still pale but instead of tattoos there are bullet wounds HEIGHT :  6’ 1“ ( 1, 86m )
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[ FAMILY ] FAMILY :  he is an orphan SIBLINGS :   ??? PARENTS :   ??? ANY PETS? :   yes  [ ✓ ]   ||   no  [  ]  
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[ SKILLS ] ENHANCED DURABILITY : Q has a high tolerance for pain and can keep going even through several wounds. He also needs little sleep and for the first part of his life he barely ate.
REGENERATION : Every twenty years Q basically resets, which means his memories go back to zero and his skin heals every wound or blemish.
PLACEMENT IN TIME : Idk if this counts as ‘skill’ but as part of the curse Q basically exists parallel to himself in time, which makes the younger and older version independently of each other
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[ LIKES ] COLORS :   Blue and black  SMELLS : air fresheners, mint, anything that smells sweet, wood? and asian food FOOD :  Take-out. ramen, pizza, anything he doesn’t have to use his kitchen for ( later he likes to cook ramen for himself as well ) DRINKS :   anything with alcohol in it, ice tea and later normal ( black ) tea as well ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES? :   yes  [ ✓   ]   ||   rarely   [   ]   ||    no  [  ] FAVORITES : Vodka sometimes with energy sometimes without, beer in all kinds and whatever he doesn’t have to pay for
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[OTHER DETAILS ] SMOKES ? :   yes  [  ]   ||   no  [ ]   ||   occasionally  [ ✓  ] DRUGS ? :   yes  [  ]   ||   no  [  ✓  ]   ||   occasionally  [  ] DRIVER LICENSE ? :   yes  [  ✓  ]   ||   no  [  ] EVER BEEN ARRESTED ?   yes  [  ✓  ]   ||   no  [ ]   ||   almost/detained  [  ]
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DONE !  now  tag  other  15  people  to  do  it !   ( nah )
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rewrittenmemory · 7 years
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when you’re not wearing glasses while iconing and instead of sharpening you go like ‘ good enough? ’
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rewrittenmemory · 7 years
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#cringemas.
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rewrittenmemory · 7 years
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@alilacdeath from here.
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                   Giddy with excitement and high on adrenaline, Q stood, barely able to prevent himself from jumping around. Everything had worked out and yet he found himself still wondering how their stunt had worked. A part of him, as irresponsible and young as he was, wanted to try again just to see them fail, but something much older inside him kept him from doing so. Instead, laughter curled his lips up as he clapped the other man gently on the back. “ It was amazing, oh man. I’m so glad it worked. It shouldn’t have, but it did.           Let’s never do that again. ” 
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rewrittenmemory · 7 years
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limitlessxxpotential.
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The smile is big but she nevertheless likes it. Big smiles like that usually mean authentic excitement, which she liked regardless of whether or not it has to do with something she’s said. “I do!” Spoken with all the pride of one who has but all of their time and effort into their passion. “I make new wave! The guys play but I sing and write the words. What kind of music do you like?” She was dying to know.
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                  Hands came together, applauding her passion but at the same time, he had to shake his head. Somehow he wished it was easy to explain, but nothing ever was easy and so he could only HOPE his description would work for her. “ I love new wave, but for me, it’s not exactly a taste. ” Eyes shone brightly, barely suppressed laughter tugged at his lips and were voiced through his own excitement. “ I love the rhythm and the lyrics, the vocals and the instrumental.           I just love music for what it is and you making your own thing is so COOL! ”
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rewrittenmemory · 7 years
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jacksepticisms.
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                Jack blinks and looks up when the car stops before him and soon the window rolls down, and there was a man talking to him. He seemed friendly enough, “I don’ got anywhere ta’ go actually. Hotel’s all booked up an’…” He sighs out and looks to his phone for a moment, “… haven’t found anythin’ decent ‘round that’s not booked up.” Blue hues flicker back up to the other. Looking him over for a momnet, “Oh I shouldn’ be sittin’ out here all alone? Don’ think I should be talkin’ ta’ strangers either. Even if ye’ are tryin’ ta’ be all ow key in yer cab.”
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                    EMBARRASSMENT curled around his shoulders as his eyebrows went from frowning to climbing up on his forehead and a chuckle, unsure of itself, could be heard from Q’s throat. “ I’ll be honest with you, but I don't think I got that last part. ” A hand came up and ruffled through his hair before smoothing it out again. The other man’s accent was fascinating, not too easy to understand for someone who had more caffeine than blood in them but still very interesting. It was the prospect of maybe, just maybe, hearing more of it that strengthened his smile. “ I think there is like a hostel that still takes people in. I mean, it’s a bit further away but super nice. ”
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rewrittenmemory · 7 years
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wiingedheart.
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Lips pressed together, embarassment evident in his features. This could be uncomfortable, but it wasn’t in him to let it be. “So I’m not getting one then? I’m wounded.” He shuffled the large stack of envelopes in his hand like oversized playing cards. “Anything of note on that phone of yours?”
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                  Surprise crossed his pale features and eyebrows were drawn up before a smile replaced the mishap and a chuckle could be heard. A hand came up to shove at the other man’s shoulder before he curled into himself again. “ Only OLD people want cards to Christmas. I thought a  text or maybe a call would be enough. “ His voice was cheery, the laughter on his face almost sincere and for a moment, he convinced himself it was okay to not have old people to send cards to. “ I might’ve started too late with the presents but I can check for a card for you as well while I’m at it. ”
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rewrittenmemory · 7 years
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R.I.P. Septiplier
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"I like it, how you can see through all the windows."
jse meme || @irumino
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                    “ Did you find my stash or are you throwing shade? ” His head was tilted to the side, supported by his own hand as the rest of his body just lounged on the couch. Long limbs awkwardly dangled over the edge, an empty bottle stood right next to his feet on the ground and somehow, as clumsily as he had fallen into the cushion, he was relaxed, HAPPY. A lazy smile curved his lips up as bright eyes found the other man. Then, after a moment, a single eyebrow was lifted, soon hidden again by dishevelled hair before he found himself chuckling. It was so easy with Iruka to be slow, to be just a bit more himself than he was with everybody else. 
                    A hand came up to wave the issue away before it found its way into his blonde locks, ruffling through the already existing mess. “ Okay, I get it. Your place is better, we’ll be there next time. ”
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“Something’s up, I can tell.”
jse meme || @irumino
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                “ Hm-mh            ” Lips were pressed together as fingers clutched the steering wheel, no intentions of ever letting go again. It was a rather unusual moment for him. The calm that was merely a MASK, just there to conceal his blind terror as any other motion would result in sheer panic. It was the same with his silence, unusual and maybe even concerning, yet he couldn’t bring himself to say anything for fear that any noise from his mouth would be a scream for help instead.
              And the lingering danger, the gut-wrenching fear, it all had been going on for so long already. NO. It hadn’t been long but what seemed like an eternity to him might’ve been nothing but a short heartbeat to his friend. In any way, his terror kept going on and on until it was mentioned. Yet, he was close to swallowing his own tongue as telling the truth, admitting it, would make the horror real.              Teeth came down to gnaw on his lips letting another moment pass in silence before he heard himself talking. And his voice, as strained he was and despite the tremors, still held a hint of hope to it. “ I KNOW. They’ve been following us for the past ten minutes already. ”
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rewrittenmemory · 7 years
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                    Jacksepticeye Sentence Starters!                                            (Some NSFW)
Typical conversation starters:
 "Don’t trust anyone, because everybody is a douchebag.“
“That shit is so deep, Adele could roll in it.”
“That’s not even a word, I’m making up words now, just to describe
how terrible my life is!”
“I have no idea what I’m doing…”
“Mama’s pissed right now…”
"I wish I could crush my neighbors with a wall…”  
“I don’t know why, but why the fuck not?”
“Look at the shadow…that is terrifying.”
“Don’t say things you’ll regret…don’t say things people can make fun of you over.”
“Oh, that is kinda clever…also kinda annoying.” 
"I demand wine. Wine!”
“Shh, no tears, only dreams now.”
“Something’s up, I can tell.”
“I’m complementing you, not trying to get into your pants…”
“ I’ve been eating pretzels, they’re so good. Have you ever just opened a bag of salty pretzels and you can’t stop eating them? They’re sooooo good. I want to make love to them…you heard nothing!”
  Annoyed/Angry:
“I actually don’t like seeing you that happy, could you be a little sadder, please?”
“I can barley hear you over the sound of how dead you are!”
“Could you just stop for five fucking minutes?” 
“All I did was kiss your wife…”
“You son of a dick!’
"Go fuck yourself!”
“Go stick your head in a dick!”
“Die, you mother fucker!”
“That’s bull to the shit!“
"I don’t like five, five can go to hell.”
“Shut up, I’m talking!”
“Hey! Wake up so I can kill you!”
“Oh yeah, that’s great….I’m so happy you’re talking to me…”
“Here take the phone, it’s your physiatrist, he says you’re an annoying asshole.”
  NSFW:
 "Rome wasn’t built in a day…and neither were babies.“ 
"SURPRISE BUTT SEX!”
“Do you mind if I fab?”
“They’re doing the hover hug.” “___, you lookin’ good!”
“You guys need a sex swing.”
“I’ll finger you, see what happens…”
“Did you get that sweet goat ass?”
“That’s a boy…stop humping the ground.”
“Is this an erotic statue of two men mud wrestling?”
“Should I slap the girl on the ass when she comes out?”
“Why don’t you take me out to dinner first, before you decide to fuck me?!”
  Random:
“I’m getting smacked with my own snake!”
“Look at these plus one biceps!”
“I’m a pretty little flower!”    “Oh, Jesus Christ, I do have the force!”
“That shouldn’t have worked, but it did.”
“I’M A MOTHER FUCKING DRAGON!" 
"I like it, how you can see through all the windows." 
"I came here for the same reason people go to the zoo.”
“That is a nice cauldron, a very fucking nice cauldron…”
“So…how you creepy bastards doin’?”
“This is not gonna be my first time in the bathroom with a goat in my lifetime, and last time was just as fucking magical." 
"You guys are yelling and I want ice cream!”
“Um…hello? Yeah, I’m here with two crazy people. Please get me out of here!”
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