7 Bookmarks by RedHeadInADaze
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their bond was forged in cigarette smoke.
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26 Mar 2026
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He’s Mr. Perfect, full to the brim with hope and faith in the world. It used to make her sick, but now she just watches with a sort of bemused fascination.
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26 Mar 2026
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and if so, i wanna know what time it shuts by lieutenanthavoc
Fandoms: Black Lagoon (Anime & Manga)
30 Dec 2018
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He looks. It's when she knows she's lost. / Rock, Revy, always moving in reverse.
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18 Mar 2026
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“This city runs on three things,” she continues, taking a gulp of her beer. “Guns, cash, and sex. And two of them are directly related.”
“I’m assuming that’s cash and sex,” Rock says.
“Right. Money is power. So is sex, if you do it right. ‘Specially for the hookers and escorts, but that all comes back to money, anyway.” She smirks. “Then there’s people who just do it for shits and giggles, but in my book, that comes back to power, too.”
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18 Mar 2026
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Attack dogs aren't supposed to think; all they need to do is bite.
And they sure as hell aren't supposed to have feelings, much less wishes.
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17 Mar 2026
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Her old man is dead, but she still sees him sometimes. He lives on in her reflection.
Revy's tried everything, but he's still there. Staring at her, haunting her, judging her.
Turns out you can never really escape the streets of New York, even if you're on the other side of the world.
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17 Mar 2026
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So much of it is a performance that Revy may as well be dancing around bullets. A haze of automatic rifles and instinctive, curt responses. Words barely mean anything anymore. She knows what needs to be said, and what needs to be done. When people push, she pushes back. Yells louder. Hits harder. Aims straighter. Second to none at living in a rotten rut.
Nothing ever changes, so she drifts. Floats. Starts to sink, and doesn’t bother swimming; it won’t make a difference. Revy gets so far out to sea that she actually hits someone. Terrifies them out of their own nightmare. And in return, the stranger yanks her back up and screams in her waterlogged face. She vomits from shock, scrambling in the ocean. She’s breathing again; air moves with her blood, and her dying brain jolts her back to the present. She can hear her own heartbeat again.
Rock woke up. Revy started swimming.