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okay, gonna update some of my muses, just to refresh and reflect some new things i’ve gotten into since i last used this blog. not really gonna remove anyone tho.

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Margo & Eliot in The Magicians ↳ 5x01: Do Something Crazy

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fuck it, im gonna like. use this blog again.

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cykeem white 28, model, african american

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send me a  ✿  and i’ll fill out the template below. bold for things i could definitely see or want, italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i don’t want or cannot see.

send me a  ✿  and i’ll fill out the template below. bold for things i could definitely see or want, italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i don’t want or cannot see.(I assume you want this for Daniel)

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other .

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other .

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other .

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other .

@shotbled / established dynamic meme

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holy shit michael nyqvist died?????? i was JUST rewatching one of his wick scenes yesterday. rip, sir.

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“Library fight scene” : John Wick: Chapter 3 - Parabellum (2019)

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“Who’s doing the blessing,” he smirks around the edge of his cigarette, pulling it out with a long puss of smoke. “‘Cause if it’s you, I may have to reconsider the whole ‘unholy’ thing.”

“  and  boy  if  you  confess  you  might  get  blessed.  “

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PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME 0.2

over a year ago, i made this meme & since then, it’s blown up. so, over a year later — i thought i would make a new one. so here it is, after several requests & a pile of brains,  THE PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME 0.2

send me a  ✿  and i’ll fill out the template below. bold for things i could definitely see or want, italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i don’t want or cannot see.

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other .

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other .

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other .

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other .

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roiregem‌:

THOUGH HIS NAME SITS ON THE GLASS DOORS IN FRONT, the room is alien to matthew. barren walls and half-empty shelves, rid of any practicality or CHARACTER, speak of his presence alone. he had no interest in these chambers, no use out of offices on ALL SOULS’ grounds. but they came with the position. and the vampire visited only when he absolutely had to.

if anything, the room helps paint him as he wishes to appear. elusive, reserved. a cliché of a scientist. after all, humans can focus only on one picture at a time. propose A DECEPTION, a larger persona, and you’ve created enough space to do as you please.

but old tricks do sometimes fail in these modern times.

a breath drawn, a warmblood’s heartbeat and matthew is met with a man who does not ask for PERMISSION, nor offer more words than necessary. death clings to his presence, a scent beyond mr wick’s obvious MORTALITY.

“ yes, ” discarded papers and swallowed anger, yet he doesn’t move. a thick mahogany desk remains AN OBSTACLE between the two ( however measly ). “ but i do believe you’ve mistaken me for another. my interest lies in biochemistry, not collectibles. ” // @nobilitaas​

“Even better.” The admission of knowing, despite his specialty elsewhere proves to John that he’s in the right place. He does not move, does not encroach or demand, just yet. He doesn’t think running in with demands or shows of aggression will get him very far when it’s a favor he’s come for.

“I guess my question’s scientific, more than anything.” He had never wanted to be immortal, until death kissed his lips every morning, clung to every secret whispered in his ear; if he could take death away from the woman waiting across an ocean for him, he would endure it.

“Tell me, what do you know about altering,” he pauses, “permanent conditions?” He shifts now, awkward, perhaps. “Terminal.” He specifies.

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a glance to the bodies, the suitcase of fake hundreds. he entertains a brief thought of how to save tonight, get the money they were promised, and run for his life. don’t be a hero comes to mind, but he could take the stacks of fake cash and return to silver with a new plan. one that doesn’t involve the baba yaga, something discreet and well-formed. when his gaze meets the man’s eye again, all those loose alcoholic thoughts swim adrift.

“eighteen,” says boris gloomily. he’s tired of being compared to real adults. according to the fucking united states of america, he’s legal now. a sharp blow of breath like laughter, he shakes his head. “was only him.” a flat out lie, but he isn’t a snitch. he refuses to rat out the others, particularly silver and people he could call his friends. “so now what? you going to kill me too?” 

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“Why?” John reaches into his pocket, pulls out a lighter, a cigarette. he lights it in silence, letting the smell of smoke and the faint glow of its ember-ended ash fill the space in front of him for a moment. “I came here to kill him. He’s done. As far as I’m concerned, job’s over.”

Eighteen. Christ in Heaven. “I was taking hits at your age.” He takes a drag, glancing at the suitcase. Pocketing the lighter, he strides forward, his step far more awkward now, tired, letting himself feel sore only after the man is dead. “If you’re old enough to be here, you’re old enough to know this was business. Nothing personal.”

He sees a photograph in the kid’s eyes, his own former image. Too young to have a choice in where he’d ended up, he assumes, just clever enough to make something out of the darkness he’d been dealt. Something in the pit of his stomach goes cold. Another generation of Jardani Jovonoviches, a cycle, it seems, that never ends.

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okay, we back now. Break was busy and relaxing + personal stuff came up, and I’m settled into the new routine.

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eyes exchange between the felled men and the man who struck them—called the baba yaga, and for good reason. boris recognizes him immediately. straight dark hair, wiry in his stance, hawkish eyes that burned into him. if you ran into him, silver once said, his tone like a father telling a scary story to a son, you’d be dead in seconds. if he wanted him dead, he would have done it. he would have pulled the trigger.

silver said earlier that day that this was going to be a simple hit, which is why he allowed the kid to accompany his crew. run and done, he said, no more than ten minutes. the red on the concrete tells him he shouldn’t be here. “i know that,” he says smoothly. if he is afraid, it is peculiar that he does not show it. although, his hands are still up in surrender and they take awhile to fall.

“lots of things aren’t safe, but still—i have a job to do.”

he has no hit on this kid, and viggo trusts his discretion enough that he won’t catch heat for letting him go. besides that, he sees a ghost in front of him, a young man he once was, going by a different name then, alone and outcast from much of the world, doing anything in the world just to make it.

“i get that,” a glance to the gun in his hand, cool now. wick is no stranger to a room with the chips stacked against him. “how old are you?” it’s the elephant in the room, and he’s not doing any good not to address it. “who’s sending you with him?” the man he’d taken down wasn’t choice company, so far as john knew, and he made a point to be at least cordial with most people he met. theirs was a small world, one he couldn’t afford not to be connected in.

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That “fuckin’ nobody”…is John Wick. He once was an associate of ours. They call him “Baba Yaga.”

John Wick (2014) dir. Chad Stahelski 

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there had been four men in this room, not so long ago--one his target, one a bodyguard felled in the moment; the third, baba yaga himself. when he turns, however, the fourth man in the room is one john has no knowledge of, babyfaced and thin, looking like the wind might shake him.

christ, he’s a child, or was recently, he thinks. he lowers his gun--he won’t aim it at kids without a damned good reason, perhaps not even then.

“what’re you doing here, kid?” his voice is low, shoulders tense. “not exactly safe,” he says, with a jerk of his head towards the bodies.

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