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me ??  actually alive ??  it’s more likely than you think.  anyways, if i owe you something, link me to it because i’m terrible and lose Everything !!

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Reblog if you're bored and you want anons.

#( * tag. : invitations for new friends. / memes ! ) #( be nice or anon goes off here too lol )

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                 BULLET: DODGED.

            he’s just going to look it up online instead.

#( * verse. : maybe the real detroit is the human we became. / crack ! ) #( ;) )

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scarrednose‌:

                       ❝ When you’re as tall as I am, I’ll tell you.  ❞

            POUTING CHILD NOISES.

#( * verse. : maybe the real detroit is the human we became. / crack ! ) #scarrednose #( NEVER )

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scarrednose‌:

                   HANK HELP.

             ❝ Just tell me, dad !!  ❞

#( * verse. : maybe the real detroit is the human we became. / crack ! ) #( never ) #scarrednose

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             ❝ What’s a twink ??  ❞

#( * verse. : maybe the real detroit is the human we became. / crack ! ) #( aL;SJDKFHGBVNCM IM ) #( THIS IS SUNNYS FAULT )

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I.D. - DAD.

                   THEY’VE STARTED TO WORK DIFFERENT SHIFTS TO HELP WITH AVOIDING EACH OTHER.    it makes the house even more quiet  ,  makes gavin reed feel all the more EMPTY.   the door to cole’s room stays SHUT when hank is home but tonight the door is WIDE OPEN  ,  tonight gavin tosses  &  turns  &  paces until he can’t STAND it anymore and he ends up surrounded by familiar things.   he’s beyond exhaustion  ,  beyond running on fumes.   he’s been losing TIME.   dissociating.   sleeping on his feet.   so many lines have blurred and it only aids in making things seem UNREAL  —- like he’s dreaming.   like it’s all a nightmare that he’ll wake from.   he keeps waiting for the moment   ,  the sudden rush of air.   the tears.   the JOLT.   none of it comes and instead   ,  he ends up on a brightly colored floor with a transformers pillow hugged to his chest.   it’s DARK.   it’s strange  ,  being in cole’s room without his little froggy night-light on.   the pillow still smells like him  &  it is THIS realization that makes gavin hug it tighter  —-  this understanding that makes him start to CRY.   it’s a wonder he has any tears left  ,  a wonder that his body has the energy for shoulders to shake.                      SOBS ARE SILENT WHEN THEY COME  ;  tears staining something he wants to preserve.   there’s a second where he thinks he hears cole’s voice  —-  a moment where his heart BREAKS all over again  &  when he lifts his head he expects there to be NOTHING  ,  not even sumo who is sleeping soundly in the livingroom.   what he finds is proof that his grief has gone too far  ,  proof that his brain &  heart have reached their limits in mourning on no sleep.  he finds COLE  ,  his son  ,  standing there as if waking from a nightmare with his bear in tow.

               ❝ COLE.  ❞   his heart is in pieces.   it ACHES to say his name  ,  to see his face.   to hear him call him DAD again.   it’s not the first time he has had this HALLUCINATION.   it probably won’t be the LAST.   he doesn’t allow himself to reach  ,  this time  ;  he knows better.    ❝ I miss you SO much.  ❞

             ❝ I....I’m lonely, Dad.  Daddy...he can’t see me.  He can’t hear me.  I don’t.....I don’t know what to do.  It’s cold.  I-I don’t like it.  ❞

                  DOES GHOST CHILD SPEAK  of the in between where he has made a home or the walls of the house he haunts  ,  searching for traces of the  love  that once lived there  ,  once made this a home ??  he finds no respite in these lonely halls  ,  his father haunted by loss  &  trying to drown his pain  &  gavin who hides his grief behind a wall of  rage  .  it makes cole’s heart ache  ,  how his family has fallen apart right before his eyes  &  he is powerless to fix it  ,  can’t do anything to help them.  he’s spent night crying to himself in this room where no one can hear him  ,  where no one can see him.  this house is empty  ,  it’s as cold as cole is now  ,  frigid  &  dying.  his death has cast them into a winter from which they cannot be saved.  it makes him hold his bear tightly to his chest  ,  taking a step into the room.

                   ❝ I don’t like it here anymore.  It’s too cold.  I thought.....you loved each other.  ❞

                    HE SEES IT SO simply  ,  perhaps sees what they have overlooked.  they allowed themselves to drown  separately  in their grief rather than mourn together  ,  pain has festered into a rot that is  DESTROYING  them both from the inside out.  as cole makes his way into the room  ,  the nightlight he relied on the fight away the  monsters  flickers on  ,  lighting up the room just as he remembered it.  cole sits next to gavin  ,  looking up at him  ,  wide eyes ever warm  &  thoughtful.

                     ❝ Daddy likes to drink the bad stuff when you’re not here.  I don’t like it.  What if the bad stuff makes him sick ??  ❞

#( * verse. : what happened to the soul that you used to be ?? / ghost verse ! ) #( scarrednose. | 003. ) #scarrednose #( * rel. : though not by blood ; a part of the family. / scarrednose ! ) #( oh i know ) #( im real Sad abt this )

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@fvckinandroids.  /  angst time.

            THE FIRST THING HE’S  aware of when he opens his eyes is a dull  ache  in his body  ,  the beeping of a machine tracking his heart beat.  everything seems far away  ,  distant  &  DISTORTED  from the pain medicine in his system.  it’s bogging him down with the  overwhelming  need to sleep but cole fights through it  ,  blinking  &  looking around the room  ,  looking for his father.  he opens his mouth but nothing comes out  ,  not except for a  HOARSE  cry  ,  hands fumbling in the blanket.

                    ❝ Daddy.....  ❞

#( * verse. : something inside me died last night. / main verse ! ) #fvckinandroids #( * rel. : the ghosts of tragedy haunt you ; i never blamed you for anything. / fvckinandroids ! ) #( fvckinandroids. | 002. )

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@scarrednose.  /  ghost starter.

             ❝ Dad ??  ❞

                    COLE’S VOICE IS QUIET  in the dark  ,  pale boy standing in the doorway of a room too familiar to him.  the ghost of a bear is  clutched  by one paw  ,  big eyes searching for gavin in the dark.  for so  LONG  cole has been  alone  ,  trapped between life  &  death  &  he is more  SCARED  than he has ever been  ,  has called out for hank too many times  &  gotten no response.  if gavin can’t see him  ,  can’t  help  him  ,  cole doesn’t know what else to do but haunt these halls  &  cry like he has.  he’s only a  CHILD  ,  a child who wants his parents more than anything right now.

                  ❝ I-I’m....I’m scared, Dad.  ❞

#( * verse. : what happened to the soul that you used to be ?? / ghost verse ! ) #( * rel. : though not by blood ; a part of the family. / scarrednose ! ) #scarrednose #( scarrednose. | 003. ) #( :) )

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' gavin, gavin !! look at what i found !! ' cole comes running up with a fat frog in his hands, grinning wildly. ' look at'im !! he's so big !! ' he's rather proud of his find, the frog seeming content.

there are some things he’s still trying to get used to. trips to the park. dinner around a table. a small hand in his, excitedly pulling. he’s made a point to smoke and curse a little less when he’s around the kid and it hasn’t been easy but he likes to believe it’s been paying off, somehow. being around cole anderson makes him a better person. he finds a new well of patience when explaining things, when listening to the kid’s stories. getting involved with hank wasn’t supposed to be something serious — not at the start. no. it had been for blowing off steam, for bruising someone in a way that didn’t risk a ding on his record. hank was something he’d allowed himself to get lost in but at some point, things went too far and he got stuck in the domestic bullshit, got caught up in the things like sleeping over and waking up to breakfast and cartoons.

he gets caught up in little things like this, too.

brows shoot up when cole suddenly exclaims his name and runs over — bursting with excitement. it’s like the kid is a tiny sun. a ball of light that follows gavin around that keeps him from losing himself in the dark. he finds himself squatting down easily to meet cole’s level, to peer at his little find.

a frog.

gavin blinks.

he remembers.

he remembers the banks of the old pond he used to love getting muddy by. he remembers his foster parents frowning at him, telling him to act more like the other little girl they looked after. he remembers what it had felt like to splash around and get his hands on a frog, remembers how he’d stuffed it in a shoe box and tried to proudly show it off to those he lived with. he remembers when it was slapped out of his hand, when his foster mother scolded him for bringing something filthy into the house.

he remembers crying.

the smile that forms contains pride; his son doesn’t need to have these kinds of memories — these fears.

“that’s the biggest frog i have ever seen. he might be the king of the frogs around here.” his phone makes an appearance for the sake of taking a picture — of immortalizing this moment and having something to show hank, later. a hand moves to ruffle dark strands as they both admire the creature, cool as a cucumber in cole’s gentle hands. “you gonna give him a name or do you think he already has one?”

#( * tag. : drawings on the fridge. / saved ! ) #( * rel. : though not by blood ; a part of the family. / scarrednose ! ) #( FUCK !!!!! ) #( COLE LOVES HIS DAD !!!!!!!!! ) #( 'his son' FUCK ME !!!!!!!!! ) #( DONT FUCKIGN TOUCH ME ABOUT THSI FAMILY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ) #( I AHET THE HELL U DRAGGED ME INTO SUNNY !!!!!!!!!!!! )

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SEND ME ✓ IF YOU THINK I PLAY MY CHARACTER CORRECTLY

#( * tag. : invitations for new friends. / memes ! ) #( shrugs vaguely )

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@fvckinandroids

Don’t forget, I’m with you in the dark. 

#( * tag. : i will not fade away in silence. / musings ! ) #( * rel. : the ghosts of tragedy haunt you ; i never blamed you for anything. / fvckinandroids ! ) #( HM ! ) #( FUCK ME THEN !! ) #( after cole dies hahahahahahahaha )

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I.D. - RICHARD.

          children are… foreign territory for the rk900, even more so when they’re panicked and fearful. not that he doesn’t have the protocols to deal with a young boy just separated from his injured father for questioning into the recent break in. it’s… more that richard knows said protocols have questionable success with children. cole. cole anderson. this was more difficult. deep, steadying breath is taken before the android kneels down before the boy sat in his desk chair, what he hopes is a soft smile is offered forward.

          “cole?” voice is gentle, light on vocaliser between them. “my name is richard, am i allowed to ask you some questions about tonight?” // @turnedsix // sc

            HE’S STILL QUITE SHAKEN  by what had happened.  one moment  ,  everything was calm  ,  the next minute the window was broken  &  someone with a  gun  forced their way in  ,  threatening him.  cole hardly  NOTICES  when the android approaches him  ,  staring off into space  &  trying to block out  &  process what had just happened.  he’s scared  &  all he wants is his dad to be okay  .  his dad’s tough  ,  cole knows that  ,  but does that make him any less scared  ??  no  ,  not at all.  he jumps even at the  quietness  of the android’s voice  ,  eyes watering.

                  ❝ I-I guess.  I-Is my dad okay ??  I wanna go home soon.  ❞

#( * verse. : something inside me died last night. / main verse ! ) #usurperr #( usurperr. | 001. ) #( oh ?? cole crying ?? worm ???????? )

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this is cole and hank

#( * tag. : local lesbian screams in a corn field. / ooc ! )

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Hank having 5667 dogs is my new religion

#( * chara. : it wasn’t your fault. / hank anderson ! ) #( * rel. : the ghosts of tragedy haunt you ; i never blamed you for anything. / fvckinandroids ! )

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// Hey there ! Just wanted to let you know that the link to your rules is missing its period at the end, leading to the infamous™ Not Found page.

(  ooc asks.  )

hey !!  actually thank you so much for pointing this out !!  i fixed it earlier bc the link had a period when it shouldn’t have so i fixed that !!  they should be visible now !!

#rkainine #( * tag. : onto the next adventure. / answered ! ) #( * tag. : local lesbian screams in a corn field. / ooc ! )

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                               i got some color back, he thinks so too                               i laugh like me again, he laughs like you                                       ( loved by sunny, silas, and ivy.)            

#( * tag. : who put you on the planet ?? / self promo ! ) #( WOW IM SOFT !! ) #( BTICH IMC R YING )