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Independent, Private and Selective Nate Ford from Leverage
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 i play to win.   ❝  this is my curse. ❞  ❝  wait for me! ❞  ❝  your mother would’ve been proud of you. ❞ ❝  let us hope for a different outcome. ❞  ❝  sorry it’s such a mess in here. i-i wasn’t expecting company. ❞ ❝  this is going to make you feel better. ❞ ❝  the true enemy of humanity is disorder. ❞  ❝  a steady blade balances the soul. ❞  ❝  this is just like old times. ❞  ❝  even here i feel an outcast. ❞  ❝  think you can do my job, do you… ❞ ❝  all eyes on me! ❞  ❝  ooh, this is my jam. ❞ ❝  got your aim from your mom, i see. ❞ ❝  i’ll feast on your soul. ❞  ❝  cheers, love! the cavalry’s here! ❞  ❝   our paths cross for now. as to the future, we shall see. ❞  ❝   we could’ve built an empire together. ❞  ❝   ah. just setting foot here sets my soul at ease. ❞  ❝  this time, stay down. ❞  ❝  can i get your autograph? ❞ ❝  why are you so angry? ❞ ❝  ever get that feeling of déjà vu? ❞  ❝  i am a different man now. i am whole. ❞  ❝  over my dead body. ❞  ❝   i’m on top of the world! ❞ ❝  i’m patched up. ❞  ❝  kids today with techno music. you should enjoy the classics, like hasselhoff. ❞ ❝   what’s wrong? don’t you recognize me? ❞  ❝   aren’t you warm wearing all that? ❞  ❝  can’t stop, won’t stop. ❞ ❝  i’ll race ya! ❞ ❝   mock death at your own peril. ❞  ❝  this time, i will finish the job. ❞  ❝  death is an illusion. ❞ ❝  look at this team! we’re gonna do great. ❞ ❝  i am beyond redemption. ❞ ❝   it looks like we will be working together. ❞  ❝   you’ve rescued me again. ❞  ❝  i will not be defeated so easily. ❞ ❝  treasure? s-sure, i don’t know anything you’re talking about. ❞  ❝  so this is what has become of you? a pity.❞ ❝  you’re so amazing! you inspire me. ❞  ❝  i miss him greatly. ❞  ❝  there is nowhere to hide. ❞  ❝  whatcha’ lookin’ at? ❞  ❝  woo, nothing’s gonna stop me. ❞ ❝  that was your dream, not mine. ❞  ❝  what you call freedom is an illusion that causes more harm than good. ❞  ❝  hehe, there’s something on your dress.. ❞  ❝  you have been judged! ❞ ❝   i have the upper hand this time. ❞  ❝  traitor! ❞ ❝  you will never amount to anything! ❞ ❝  i’ve got my eye on you. ❞ ❝  lot of memories of this place. they weren’t all bad. ❞ ❝  the heart of a man still beats inside of me. ❞  ❝  stay out of trouble. ❞ ❝  step into my parlor said the spider to the fly. ❞ ❝  one shot, one kill. ❞ ❝  don’t think i’m happy about that. ❞  ❝  now this place? makes me wanna be an atheist. ❞ ❝  our world is worth fighting for. ❞ ❝  you haven’t aged a day. what’s your secret? ❞ ❝  ooooh, shiny! ❞ ❝  oh, did that sting? ❞ ❝  heroes never die. ❞ ❝  where does it hurt? ❞ ❝  you’re just a no-good bully. ❞ ❝  i’m a one-man apocalypse. ❞ ❝  you should look somewhere else. ❞ ❝  you said you would arm wrestle me. nervous? ❞ ❝  i learned that from my brother. ❞  ❝  i hope nobody saw that. ❞ ❝  on a scale of one to ten, how is your pain? ❞ ❝  i’m not a miracle worker. well… not always. ❞ ❝  this was once my home. no longer. ❞ ❝  sorry! sorry, i’m sorry. sorry. ❞ ❝  i remember being here. it was good for my tan. ❞ ❝  wish i’d practice my japanese more, konichiwa! ❞ ❝  you need a time out. ❞  ❝  you might not want to tell your friends about that. ❞ ❝  guess we know who’s really on top, don’t we? ❞ ❝  with every death, comes honor. with honor, redemption. ❞ ❝  a punishment for your crimes. ❞  ❝  i will be on my best behaviour. ❞ ❝  you think there’s something worth stealing in that temple? ❞ ❝  people should be free. ❞  ❝  you were never my equal. ❞ ❝  death walks among you. ❞  ❝   last i checked, i didn’t ask for your opinion. ❞  ❝   you can’t be serious. ❞  ❝   they’re back. ❞  ❝   armor? how positively primitive. ❞ ❝   now this is my kinda city, everyone’s free to live as they choose. ❞ ❝   you need a time out. ❞  ❝   die! die! die! ❞  ❝   to think i would have to work with a street ruffian. ❞  ❝   death comes. ❞  ❝   one of these days someone is gonna to put an end to you. ❞  ❝   that which doesn’t kill you…makes you stronger.. ❞ ❝   well. you sure take to this bad guy thing easily, don’t ya? ❞ ❝   aren’t you supposed to be dead? ❞ ❝  i’ll tell you my secret if you give me your coat. ❞ ❝   sleep. ❞ ❝  never liked you much. ❞ ❝  never leave a teammate behind. ❞ ❝  together we are strong. ❞ ❝  you won’t get rid of me that easily. ❞ ❝  i don’t even think children are afraid of you. ❞ ❝  i taught you everything you know. ❞ ❝  it’s hard to just sit around knowing there’s someone out there that needs to be blown up. ❞ ❝  i’ll put an end to your sad story. ❞ ❝  you havin’ trouble keeping up? ❞ ❝  i have destroyed more of your kind than i can count. ❞ ❝ it’s a perfect day for some mayhem. ❞ ❝  we’re all soldiers now. ❞ ❝  give me your best shot. ❞ ❝   you knew exactly what were you doing. ❞ ❝   knock me down, and i’ll keep getting back up. ❞ ❝   you always did have a high opinion of yourself. ❞ ❝   i’m not a young man anymore. ❞ ❝  still trying to play hero? ❞ ❝  i sometimes wonder if your height is why you’re always in such a bad mood. ❞ ❝  this is no place for children. ❞ ❝  the world could always use more heroes. ❞ ❝  looked in a mirror lately? ❞ ❝  Me one, bad guys zero. ❞ ❝  i’m gonna have to shoot you down. ❞ ❝  this old dog has learned a few tricks. ❞ ❝  another one off the list. ❞ ❝  i love your glasses, so cute! ❞ ❝  if at first you don’t succeed…blow it up again! ❞ ❝  that’s for my family back home! ❞ ❝  i’ve got you in my sights. ❞ ❝  i’m the one who does his job. i’m thinking… you’re the other one. ❞ ❝   you weren’t given those guns to toss them away like trash. ❞ ❝   i will protect the innocent. ❞ 
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sneaky sentence starters.

“ what are you over there being sneaky about? ” “ why are you hiding in the bushes? ” “ what are you up to? ” “ you look like you’re up to something. ” “ you seem like you’re up to something. ” “ if i wasn’t mistaken, i’d say you’re up to something. ” “ so what’s your plan? ” “ you can’t be sneaky all your life. ” “ i hate sneaky people. ” “ what are you doing, little sneaky? ” “ what’s the you’re hiding behind your back? ” “ you are so sneaky sometimes. ” “ please, do not sneak up on me like that again. ” “ you nearly gave me a heart attack! ” “ can you teach me your sneaky little ways? ” “ i wish i was good at being sneaky. ” “ i’m pretty sneaky sometimes, so. ” “ are you sneaking around on me? ” “ what are you doing, sneaking around here? ” “ are you stalking me or something? ” “ there’s a fine line between stalking and sneaking. ” “ if you ever sneak up on me again, i’m going to punch you. ” “ i caught you peeping at me through the window. ” “ i saw you peeping at me through the door. ” “ you should work on being sneaky because i catch you every time. ” “ shhh, i’m trying to hear what they’re talking about. ” “ nobody likes sneaky people. ” “ are you a sneaky person or not? ” “ you aren’t very good at being sneaky. ” “ i saw someone sneak into your window last night. ” “ have you been sneaking boys/girls into this house? ” “ do not try and sneak him/her into this house when i’m gone neither. ” “ do you think you can sneak me into your house later? ” “ i could maybe sneak you into my house later. ” “ do you wanna sneak into their house with me later? ” “ sneaking into people’s homes when they aren’t there is a crime. ” “ you can’t just sneak in here whenever you want. ” “ okay, you’re not allowed to be here right now, you need to go. ” “ i’ll sneak into your room later tonight. ” “ you can’t sneak into my room, seriously. ” “ i’m going to sneak in after midnight, are you coming? ” “ sneaking into places once they’re closed is called trespassing. ” “ i’m pretty quiet, i have moves like a ninja. ” “ i have to tell you something, i’m secretly a ninja. ” “ i am as quiet as a mouse, trust me, it’s like i won’t even be there. ” “ nobody will even know i’m there, come on. ” “ i snuck into their house last night and you won’t believe what i found. ”

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Chess honestly. Nate loves chess, and could never get tired of it. The strategy changes constantly and it’s his favorite way to keep his mind sharp.

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Hurting his team. In any way, shape or form. Emotionally, physically, anything. He’s so scared of being the cause of any pain for his team and he feels like he does it all the time anyways. 

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muse headcanons!

send me a symbol and i’ll tell you:

☠: my muse’s biggest fear ☮: when my muse feels the most at ease ☺: something that makes my muse happy ☹: something that makes my muse upset ♫: my muse’s favorite song, band, and/or music genre ✇: my muse’s favorite movie, director, and/or film genre ♔: my muse’s celebrity crush(es) ❤: what my muse looks for in a person they like ☂: my muse’s favorite season or time of year ∞: if my muse believe in ghosts, aliens, etc. ✧: what my muse’s netflix queue looks like ✎: what my muse’s best subject in school is/was ♧: something my muse is really good at ✺: something my muse loves and never gets tired of ✗: something my muse hates or gets angry about ☆: what my muse would be famous for if they were famous ✿: what my muse would like to do when they’re older ✈: where my muse would go if they could move anywhere ✆: the last person my muse called and what it was about ✉: the last person my muse texted and what the text said
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‘Blood’ sentence starters

“I’m going to make you bleed.” “There’s so much blood.” “Where did this blood come from?” “I have inhuman blood running through my veins.” “Why are you covered in blood?!” “Shit, I’m bleeding.” “I’ll clean up all this blood when I’m finished.” “There will be blood.” “Thinking of it makes my blood run cold.” “There was blood everywhere.” “I still remember the smell of all that blood.” “I’ve never seen so much blood in my life.” “Nothing is more pleasant than the taste of blood.” “Your blood tastes so sweet.” “There’s blood on my/your hands.” “Their blood will be on your hands!” “Have you ever tasted blood?” “I’ve seen a lot of blood, but yours is by far my favorite.” “You get used to the blood after a while.” “The sight of blood gives me the shivers.” “I can’t stand the smell of blood.” “It was so quiet I could hear my blood rushing through my veins.” “Quick, run! They’ll smell your blood!” “Hold on, you’re bleeding.” “Help me clean up. There’s blood everywhere.” “What did you think? That there wouldn’t be blood?” “I hope you have a strong stomach because there will be blood.” “I’ll make your blood run cold.” “Your blood isn’t even human.” “There’s no hiding from me. I can smell your blood.”

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;;flash promo giveaway

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i’m in the mood to make some promos for people, and it has been a day and a half since i have done a giveaway so i thought i would do one of those.  rules must be following me. reblogs will only count. the giveaway will end today at 3 pacific time. and a few randomly selected winners will win a promo.  examples x x x x 
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        there was a long silence. nate wasn’t dead. but it was way too close for comfort. eliot would just have to do better. make sure he stuck close, make sure nate, or any of the team really, were never put a situation like that again. at least for now it’d be their secret. they didn’t have to know everything. he preferred if they didn’t. but nate knew.  and he’d said thank you. thank you for killing a man who deserved it.         eliot’s lips pursed just briefly. nate squeezed his hand. he wasn’t  too hurt to do that. and eliot considered that a blessing. he considered all of this a blessing. he let out another long breath and relaxed against his chair. he wasn’t going back to the hotel. he’d be here. all night long. just in case someone decided that they wanted to finish the job.         he didn’t care how unlikely that was. “better me ‘n anyone else. ‘m made for takin’ hits.” or at least he’d been shaped into someone who could handle it, wanted to handle it. an amused smile quirked the  corners of his lips and eliot shot him a look. “keep windin’ up here and i might start thinkin’ you’re lyin’. shouldn’t ‘ve gone in there by yourself, man. not to see that bastard. i tried to tell yah. worse than me.” though he supposed if they were worse than him, they’d have spat nate out and he wouldn’t be here. he’d be in the ground.          still. he chuckled. “they’re sayin’ we’re gonna be here for a while. you want anything? i can make ‘em bring you stuff while you’re here…” the only good part about being injured, really. 

There had been a long time in Nate’s life where he’d wanted to die. Where he’d wanted nothing more than to drink himself into an early grave, to follow Sam out of this plane of existence and onto the next. Truth be told, he’s not sure when that changed. Not sure when he stopped drinking to kill himself and started drinking because it was what he did. He drank. 

It’s comforting to have Eliot here. Taking down Moreau is one thing. Taking down all his men? That’s something entirely different. He knows Moreau’s men work well enough to get into the hospital, and he’s mostly just grateful that he doesn’t continue to have to fear for his life while in the hospital.

“ If I’ve learned anything, it’s that my body was definitely not made for taking hits. “ He has a point. He’s been shot quite a few times at this point. It’s beginning to turn into a habit. “ Yeah, well. I’m wrong about a lot of things Eliot. This is far from the first time. “

“ You think they’d bring me some beer? “ It’s a joke, one that he’s hoping will make Eliot laugh. He’s on way too much Morphine to even think about drinking at the moment.  “ I’ll just take some jello sometime. “

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When he touches her she almost punches him, her recognition of him staying her hand, though she still scowls at the injured stranger. The words “What do you want” form themselves on her tongue– and die on her lips at his (needlessly dramatic) introduction. Confusion followed, and though she hastened to bury it there was a moment as it passed across her face– followed by an even deeper scowl.
“Dude, you sound like a car dealership. Nicole A. Also a professional.” She wasn’t going to admit to thievery, not verbally. He could be a cop for all she knew. She did find his introduction interesting though. Professional thief. What did that even mean? “You all better now?”

He shrugs. Considering the fact that he’s had to run a false car dealership more than once in a con, he’ll take it as a compliment. Or at least he won’t take it as as much of an insult. “ We needed a distraction. The loss of public approval Mr. Whitesmith will suffer after that little display won’t hurt either. The rest of the team was already inside, thus, my job. “

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        “stir fry? we can do stir fry.” eliot shot him another grin and tied his apron behind his back before pushing his sleeves up. he could show nate a thing or two about knives. pulling what he’d need from the fridge and gave the skillet a quick rinse. “rice or noodles?” not that it mattered much. stir fry was easy. eliot set the cutting board down and gestured for nate to join him.        “first thing we’re gonna do is cut the veg.”

He can still remember the first time he realized Eliot actually knew how to cook. One of their first jobs, crashing a wedding. Watching Eliot nearly murder a guy with an appetizer had pretty much cemented Nate’s decision to do his very best to never, ever get on Eliots bad side. Of course, he has occasionally gotten on Eliots bad side, but luckily he appears to have never pushed it hard enough to get him death by appetizer. “ Rice. “ He takes a spot next to Eliot, glancing down at the board in front of him. “ So. How do I wield the knife? “

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            a tiny flicker of a smile flitted across eliot’s lips at the simple rebuttal. of course he felt awful. eliot had been there. “guess now you know what it feels like.” he wanted it to be lighter, less… self-depreciating, less bitter. he offered a crooked smile, his hold on nate’s hand tightening just a little. reassuring, if anything.               he inhaled sharply for a moment, breath catching  just there. he didn’t want nate to say anything. he wouldn’t say anything if he didn’t say anything. his jaw clenched, brow setting. his grip tightened again, as if begging nate not to say a damn word. he worked so hard not to… well. be the person that left damien moreau a corpse.               the breath was pushed slowly through his nose and eliot relaxed visibly, shoulders easing. “mmhn.” he almost  told him not to thank him. he didn’t do it for thanks. he did it because nate shouldn’t have to be sitting here. and damien moreau was responsible. and in the deepest parts of his heart, eliot spencer was a petty man.              “i told him.” told him not to touch his people. warned him. usually moreau listened. he supposed he didn’t have to do that anymore. they weren’t working together. “don’t– - don’t tell the others.” that was the second time in a few weeks that he’d said that to nathan ford. hopefully they’d be out of here before it made big news, but eliot doubted it. he knew they would probably suspect him. and he wasn’t sure he liked the idea of those searching stares, the fear, maybe.               eliot swallowed hard. “’m just glad you’re okay.” and if he needed to leave to make them feel safe, he would. but not far. because they were his family now. and he needed them safe. and he needed the rest of the world to know that they were off limits. 

He can hear Eliot’s breath, can feel him tense and then relax. Nate’s never been good at people, never been good at social cues. He knows how to fake it pretty well, but occasionally that falls apart and leaves a disaster in its wake. He supposes he’s lucky that he actually did it right this time around. He owes Eliot that much.

“ He never was much for listening. “ At least, that had been Nate’s impression of the man. Not that he’d gotten much of an impression at all honestly. Most of the impression Nate had gotten of Moreau had consisted of pain. He imagines that’s the impression most people get of Moreau. He’s just lucky to be able to live past that impression. “ I won’t. “ He means it. He won’t try and argue that he doesn’t think the team will think any less of him, even thought he firmly believes it to be true. At this point they’ve been through far too much together to ever leave each other for something like that. But he won’t argue because it won’t do any good, and because it doesn’t matter. If Eliot wants a secret kept, Nate will keep it until the grave.

His entire body aches but he does manage to squeeze Eliot’s hand just slightly, offering a smile his way. “ Now you know how I feel when you come home after cons. “ Or how he’s starting to. Eliot’s much better suited to taking hits than Nate is. Nate’s getting old, and his hitter’s built like a tank. It’s only in the worse cons, when Eliot comes home bruised and bloody and Nate starts to dislike throwing his hitter into the fray. “ I’m glad I’m okay too. Despite evidence to the contrary I actually don’t have a death wish. “

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Of course, he was the one to shoulder all the blame, not a surprise. That whole ‘sexy because i’m broken and sad’, only lasts so long, and when it doesn’t get your semi-adoptive family killed. She knew who Nate blamed, the question was who was the target of her emotions. Nothing. 
Things just felt empty more than  anything. From walking down a busy street to her infamous shopping spree, normal activities felt much draining. At first she had tried to fill the void with shopping, until she realized everything she bought wasn’t her size. Sophie hasn’t entered her walk in since then. At least sitting at the bar, life didn’t feel so empty, or maybe it was the alcohol. Either way it was comforting. ❝ Nate,❞ maybe if she hadn’t panicked they might still be here.❝ you’re not the only one to blame.❞  

“ So who is. “ Not Sophie. Sophie wasn’t the one to drag their entire crew to Portland under a lie. Sophie didn’t drag them all on one last mission in a misguided attempt at revenge. He’s well aware who did all of that, and he’s well aware of what the consequences of those decisions were. “ I did this. “

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      it’s not hard, getting back into prison. once upon a time eliot would have been… well. sickened by the thought of what he was going to do. once he wanted to keep nate far far away from moreau because he was scared of what he could do, almost as much as he was about what eliot might do. it was hard, reforming sometimes. it was hard to hate the man that made you. well, at least hate him fully. eliot hated him, but… there was a part of him that still held moreau up on a pedestal.        until he saw what he did to nate, of course. his fingers itched. he turned off a switch that moreau had been the first to show him he had. or at least remind him of what it was like to flip it off. he made it last. no one said a word except for moreau, to taunt him, to hold his affections and his… attachments over his head like a prize. odd to think that once moreau was the man that eliot would do this for. not because he had to, but because he wanted to, needed to. and there he was, taking apart his maker for laying a finger on the man he considered his savior.        eliot was careful. he left a bloodied mess in the cell, barely recognizable. he was careful to clean under his nails and take a long shower and make sure that everything was in order. so when he returned to the hospital, to nate’s side, he didn’t smell like death.        he sat heavily, silently, a hand moving to grip at nathan’s protectively. he’d been called a dog before. a title he wore with pride. loyalty was not something to mock. and as much as attachments could prove problematic, they were not a weakness. not anymore. eliot had come to learn that the hard way. “’m glad you’re awake. how you feelin’?”  stupid question. eliot wasn’t one for small talk anyway.        there would be a news report detailing the rather gruesome murder of a man very recently incarcerated for a plethora of crimes and a  promise to bring the man that takes the law into his own hands to justice. but that felt as hollow as eliot’s stare at the opposite wall. 

Eliot has always been terrible at small talk. It’s one of the things he’s grown to appreciate about Eliot, especially considering Nate’s pretty awful at small talk himself. “ Awful. “ There’s no point in not being truthful with Eliot, especially when he’s pretty sure the other already knows the answer. He’s lucky to have survived the encounter, he wouldn’t expect to escape it with minimal injuries.

He’ll never admit it out loud but it’s nice to have Eliot’s hand in his. It’s a grounding force, one that he could really use in the aftermath of the moment. He’s gone through worse, emotionally if not physically but in the moment, that doesn’t make it much better. He was strong earlier, when the rest of them were here. He was strong for Parker, for Hardison, for Sophie. Only around Eliot does he finally let himself deflate, lets his projected confidence drop.

“ Eliot. “ He starts to speak before stopping himself. He doesn’t need to know what his hitter did to Moreau. He’s sure he’ll hear it on the news any day now. Instead he rethinks his words before settling on something simple, but something he isn’t always the best at saying. “ Thank you. “

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prettygenius’s 200 followers thing || 

aka, where the fuck did all you guys come from? seriously. where?

thank you, first of all, for existing? 

all two-hundred of you (except for you pornbots go home you’re drunk). i started this blog in november of 2016 and i was really terrified? i hadn’t done indie in a year+ and spencer was a new, strange muse for me, still. he was also by and large the most popular character in the criminal minds fandom (which means everyone has ideas & i get scared easily). not going to lie, i almost left a few times, but i’m glad i stayed.

so thank you to those who’ve been here from the beginning and those as new as yesterday, i love you all!

a few special mentions,

first of all, lucy ( @hcavysouls ), you are so sweet! seriously, i don’t know how i managed to find you in this vast space of the interwebs, but i’m glad thank you for all our good times & bad times as we discuss the horribleness of this season/
and we have bambi ( @crybbaby ), your morgan is fantastic & i’ll gladly write a million threads with you. i don’t know how i managed to get lucky enough to meet you but i’m glad i did.
frolic ( @weaknessforgallantry & @agecfthegeek ) ; you’re amazing & you’ve honestly been a huge support to me. i am always in awe of your length of replies & your depth to your characters.
hana ( @hittcr ) ; you’re such quality & i adore your eliot. (which you already know, but shhh)
@thelionofnaples ; napoleon is fabulous & you’re even more so, i adore writing with you!

additional lovelies you should follow (b/c i cannot list you all above, nor can i list you all here):

@mastermcnd & @fatecrossed & @downluck & @fallingonbrokenarrows & @ahopefulbunch & @itsybitsyparker & @katesgotabow ( and her sideblog @hxybabygirl ) & @leviaraelle & @ofstarrynights & @ofimaginations & @ofwhiskeyandbutterflies & @prentissisms & @gwenbrooks (and also @prcfessionalism ) & @shrinemade & @whatarewestealing & @helosther & @mendaxress & @canthackahick & @itsybitsyparker & @differentsetofrules & @themindofdante

 i can’t list you all, omg, but i wish i could! thank you all for following me & sticking out through my shit posting & slow ass reply speed!

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