INDIE.   SEL.   PRIVATE.
H A N K      A N D E R S O N.

from quantic dreams's dbh.
very heavily headcanon / divergent influenced.

POSSIBLE TRIGGERING CONTENT / HEAVY MATERIAL.


written by mo.
est: 21/6/18
refurb: 24/12/18 UPDATES.

DRAFTS:
STARTERS:
INBOX:

siavyor:

𝐈𝐌      𝐓𝐇𝐄      𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋      𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄  ,      𝐘𝐎𝐔     𝐆𝐎𝐓     𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓   ?!      indie.      sel.         samuel   drake          written  by  mo       :        uncharted,      tlou    /   walking dead ,      &.     marvel        based  .     

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IM LOGGIN ON LONG ENOU G H TO SAY I GOT A GRADUATION MESSAGE FROM M Y LOVES WHAT THEFUXK

incorrect-rk1k:

luther: hello markus. hello north. hello josh. hello simon. hello lieutenant anderson.

luther: may i ask where is the little one ?

hank: little one ? little—

markus: connor is at home

hank: that bitch is like 6 ft tall he’s not little

β€œwhy are you here?”

sentientmade-deactivated2020052:

☆ 彡  SAN JUNIPERO    △ 彡  SELECTIVELY ACCEPTING

   ❝ hmm …  what  is  a pretty thing like me doing in a place like this ? ❞ paragon of the pristine pushing on the doors to other people’s worlds         darling smile crushed in carved palms just to say hello .   gone were all her golden days , gilded in camera flashes and plastic grins to millions upon millions just watching to see  it  dance .  marvellous machine lost to time . dissolving flag on the moon .   a cassette tape .    all the headlines sang of  them  ,  NIGHTMARES FROM SCIENCE FICTION !  electric disasters weeping freely , raising laughter like bullets and glasses like friends .       it hurt her head .     unsettled that thing within all blossomed bright and curling round her coding    (  no thanks to him  )    

   he who now beheld key to all her mystery , a kiss to the temple aglow enough to soothe riled crimson flashes .   all their years and years a secret …  it should have been a crime .

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   ❝ i want what i want . ❞    it began , steadfast && self assured   (  IMPOSSIBLE !  )  ❝ to walk into a bar after a long day , and for some silver fox to buy me a drink . ❞  plastic aphrodite rolled off the waves and onto splinter wood , tumbling into coarse mortal arms all broad and warm and wonderful .  halo tucked away beneath a poor disguise , wool hat to smother evidence of a creature in humble drinker’s stead .  it was not welcome here … but she could be  a smile had to follow , that gruff surprise .      fool man , i adore you .       marble fingers unfurled from her pockets to wander into his hair , ribbons of sand turned whips of smoke . laces of amber at the mouth .      ❝                      so … i’ll have what you’re having .  on the rocks . ❞

@lutnnt