#// 84 years later

[faithchel]

—A KING WITH NO CROWN. john wick.

@unholymilf happy birthday beloved!! xx

[diari0deglierrori]

WAIT A MINUTE SANTI FRANCESI ARE THE JAB FROM AMICI 17?????

[shiredwarf]

omg

i've finally done it

😭😭😭😭

[ironhoshi]

"Obes," Quin's voice cracked through his mind. He blinked and let go of the tin. A hand caught it before it could slam against the counter. "Ani is still sleeping."

He wanted to laugh. Why was it Quinlan always saw him when he was careening towards an utter breakdown?

"I thought I'd drink a cup and it appears I couldn't bring myself to open the container," he explained, only a faint edge of panic seeping in. Quin frowned before placing the tin down carefully. Now, Obi-Wan thought, would be the perfect time for a ghost to cause a distraction. "I don't-"

"Stop," Quin merely breathed out. "I know."

[wingspiked]

@duelmarks sent a message . . . ❝ Guess I owe you one — didn't figure I'd be catchin' any shut-eye in this lifetime anymore, but all thanks to you, reckon I might just have a shot at dreamin' again. 'spose that makes you somethin' real special, Sunday. ❞

ㅤㅤㅤ𝐢𝐭  𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭  𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲  𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧'𝐬  𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞  to  be  altruistic.  in  fact  -  it  was  quite  the  opposite.  in  some  ways  he  could  be  a  selfish,  greedy  thing  -  coveting  his  power  and  what  little  happiness  he  could  maintain  with  a  near  iron  grip.  it  was  all  about  control  for  sunday,  and  far  be  it  from  him  to  relinquish  any  ounce  -  but  perhaps,  assisting  boothill  in  finding  his  way  to  sleep,  finding  his  way  to  the  land  of  penacony's  finest  dreams,  was  the  ultimate  act  of  control.  for  how  could  he  count  himself  as  anything  else  but  a  virtuoso  of  the  dreams,  an  angel  of  the  sleeping  world,  when  it  was  through  his  deft  hand  that  the  galaxy  ranger  had  found  even  a  moment's  peace.   ㅤㅤㅤsunday  kneels  at  the  side  of  the  tub,  opalescent  bubble  substance  seeming  to  part  in  his  wake.  he  regards  the  other  man  through  dark  lashes,  the  downy  flutter  of  those  dove  grey  wings  giving  tell  to  the  fact  that  perhaps  the  silken  words  were  more  endearing  than  he  let  on.  ❝  i  don't  know  about  that.  ❞  but  boothill  was  right  of  course  -  the  only  halovians  who  could  so  easily  tune  another  being  to  dreams  were  himself,  and  his  sister.  he  didn't  need  to  know  that  though.  ❝  every  being  should  be  allowed  to  dream  -  to  experience  the  splendor  that  is  penacony's  dreamscape.  i  hope  your  rest  was  fruitful  and  your  adventures  joyous,  but-  ❞

ㅤㅤㅤa  pleasant  smile,  and  sunday  reaches  one  gloved  hand  out,  waving  a  bubble  away  from  boothill's  cheek,  and  oh-so  lightly  brushing  a  fingertip  across  the  skin  in  the  process,  ❝  it  is  time  to  return  to  the  waking  world,  my  friend.  ❞

[feed-the-roses]

Nine People You'd Like to Get to Know Better

Thanks for the tag @astonishinglysane ! Sorry i take 100 years to get to these!

➠ last song: "Sub-Zero (Chinese Ninja Warrior)" It's from the 1990s Mortal Kombat soundtrack. My wife has been listening to it a lot, and the lyrics are so cheesy, you can tell they didn't have any information to work with.

➠ last show/movie: Last movie I watched was The Shining. It's one of those old favs you've seen a million times. So I put it on almost like a comfort watch. I still think Shelly Duvall carried that film strapped to her back.

➠ currently watching: Red Rose - not the haunted house one. It's a BBC miniseries about a... haunted phone app? Maybe? I'm only on episode 3. I almost turned it off when there was a dramatic, slow, choral rendition of Barbie Girl, however.

➠ currently reading: The Hate U Give. It's been in my bedside stack of books for ages, along with all the other books I bought and haven't read. So I decided just to pick one and dive in. I haven't seen the film, so no spoilers!

➠ current obsession: I'm back on my Nonograms kick. Because I'm an old grandpappy who likes puzzles.

I'll tag @drchucktingle, @flanaganfilm, @reallyndacarter , @the-acid-pear, @pelopides , @rosebudorwatevr , @aiderynddraig , @dgcakes and anyone else who wants to participate

[travis-lim]

Sitting in the quiet of the locker room felt like a deja vu. Travis' stomach was tight with more than just nerves about the upcoming fight. The anxiety swirled unpleasantly, leaving him wound up. He wasn't sure what he expected, really. 

There were enough seats filled to feel good about it, his Coach had shared with a comforting hand on the back of Travis' neck. "Just go out and fight." Travis nodded. Go out and fight sounded simple enough. In the end, he shouldn't have worried. When he stepped on the ring, the lights rendered him blind to the sea of faces looking at him. It was Mateo's wide grin that pulled him out of the swarm of thoughts in his head. The other man looked excited. Travis couldn't remember the last time he climbed onto a boxing ring feeling something other than shame. Mateo was smiling like he'd already won and he didn't need more than this. He fought like it too. During the second and third round, as he went to his corner, Travis felt his eyes stinging with sweat and a trickle of blood from his split brow. It was then that he realized he was breathing easily for the first time in months. As the cutman pressed a stinging swab to his brow, Travis started laughing. It was a delirious thing that climbed up his chest unbidden.

He thought back to his apartment, the comforting smell of fresh japchae being cooked, and Remy asking him why a submissive wouldn't be able to stand their ground in a boxing match. On the opposite corner of the floor, Mateo was being tended to, and Travis could see that the smile never left the sub's face. His eyes were sharp with determination as he took direction from his coach. Travis now knew more than ever that he was wrong.

The whole match lasted for a whole of five rounds, and by the end, Travis was exhausted. Everything hurt, and all he could hear was his own labored breathing and the thundering beats of his heart. They were both desperately looking for that split-second opening- Mateo was getting aggressive, willing to take more risks. Mateo was aggressive where Travis played up his defense. It was exhilarating.

Travis’ victory was hard fought for, won with blood and sweat. When his name was called, Mateo was the first to hug him, both of them high on adrenaline, punch drunk. "It was a good fight," the sub laughed in his ear. Tomorrow morning, most papers would agree with him. A great fight even. They would call it unexpected, but Travis would argue it was everything but because all of them should've known better.

His team came hollering, hoisting him up on their shoulders. A victory at last. In between the crowd cheering and his Coach yelling something at him, Travis looked around, a little disoriented still, eyes searching through the crowd.

So he won.

He won, and Remy wasn’t by his side to share this with him. He won, and the only person he really needed to make this worth something wasn’t here.

So did it really matter in the end?

[ratasum]

1-3 of shame and secrets for Vezz?

@mystery-salad

Shame and Secrets themed OC Ask Game

1. Does your oc have any secrets? Whats their biggest one?

If anything, I think the biggest thing he keeps close to his chest is that at the time of the Theta-9 massacre, he was more or less in a long term relationship with his overseer, Zaige. It's a decent chunk of why what happened that night haunts him as much as it did.

Killing so many people was one thing. Killing Zaige like he did, holding him down and draining the life out of him like that, when he had been in love with him?

It was devastating. He still hates Zaige for what he did, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't still have feelings deep down.

Not that he'll tell anyone.

2. Does your oc have any embarrassing memories?

Honestly his most embarrassing memories are fairly recent. He used to be pretty good at flirting. But ever since meeting Rissia, he just stumbled through every single interaction. Catching himself staring at her, lingering a little too long when he took her hand or rested a hand on her shoulder...

They're married and thinking about how he behaved when they were traveling with each other leading up to their first kiss, and even some times after, just absolutely flusters him to no end.

3. Is there any weird habits your oc has?

It's always easy to tell when he's anxious, because he'll start scratching behind one of his ears. How fast and how long he scratches is a great indication of just how anxious he is. It's the most glaring tell he's got.

Other than that, even when he's always safe, he will consistently check every possible place someone could hide before he goes to bed. A holdout from his early days after leaving the Inquest.

[lgcyutai]

✧⁺ NIGHT DRIVE: @rowonlgc

yutai kept his appearances at night shows to a minimum of two nights every month. there would always be pretty cars to see in passing, no matter if he missed the weekly hangouts or got to chat with the locals who had them. it's not like he was trying to be some sort of show off with his motorcycle that was parked behind him.

but he had to save face. after all, he was still a trainee and in the most vulnerable spot of his life. he couldn't afford to make this little hobby of his become a downfall to all the blond had worked hard for.

leaning against his bike, arms crossed against his shoulder as he tried to keep himself warm against the cold winds. black hoodie was nestled atop his head, keeping his ears warm and showing off his obnoxious hair color. he already stuck out like a sore thumb, being one of the youngest members around. that is until his eyes landed on a familiar face.

it was just his luck that someone from the agency would take an interest in the same things as him. yutai just prayed, that rowon didn't notice him in the shadows and away from the street lights.

[erenkucuk]

closed starter for: kai krungthep | @dekaiser

with a genuine smile, he strides closer to kai, relieved to see him. "finally, a face i'm actually glad to see," he greets him warmly. "i always forget how small this place is." most of his interactions with the others had been awkward and uneasy, but kai was different. his presence was like a breath of fresh air in the monotony of their situation. "how are you spending your time here and not getting bored out of your mind?"

[whysoblue2]

Hey Blue how is that project going?

Please kill me 💙

I am currently working on my most ambitious CotL comic yet...! It might take me a while, so please forgive me if I don't reply to asks with drawings for a bit! As always I don't ignore anyone, I'm just trying to make nice things you guys inspire me to do! A hint you say? I can tell you it's a Valentine's comic!

[chromatiica]

@ameeperduee continued from here !

“NORMALLY I'D LIKE TO KEEP THE PEACE, BUT...” Indie joins Latrelle in laughing as she trailed off with her own thoughts, head shaking at the mental image of someone fighting on the dance floor. If she saw something like that happen she would have normally stepped in and gotten security, but hell, even she had to admit that being in a position of power to put on a funny remix would be hilarious to witness on the dance floor during a fight. “See? This is why I'm in charge, I'd wanna call security.”

[thechronologyofwater]

i made a header and color aesthetic for my tumblr yesssss feel so accomplished.

[metalsiren-a]

🔥 but we already know the answer.

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 '🔥' 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐈𝐅 𝐒𝐀𝐖𝐘𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐔𝐔𝐔𝐔𝐔𝐓𝐄. // @depictedmorada + accepting

❛  mmm,  gee.  i  dunno,  baby.  ❜  words  were  spoken  through  kisses,  soft,  quick  but  still  tender  in  nature  as  a  grin  pulled  at  the  corners  of  the  lips  providing  them.  a  soft  laugh  left  her  before  giving  a  small  shake  of  her  head,  ❛  i  don't  think  i  can  tell  you  how  hot  i  think  you  are;  should  i  show  you  instead?  ❜

[themosthatedbeingg]

Lucifer was quiet simply watching him, studying him, his new gift was quiet entertaining , and resilient and his anger at the Wrath king was perfect for his needs .

He came closer to the tub but made no move to get in, simply sitting by it Idly draping his fingers into the water , “ oh trust me my dear stag, I am leagues above the Wrath King .. and with my help you may be able to get your revenge on him~ “ he grinned wickedly .

“You were a peace offering to me.. but I can see past his stupid games .. you are a Trojan horse but one I plan on reusing against him.. if that’s ok with you of course .. “ he told him.

He can feel those eyes all over him, drinking up his form for who knows what. Alastor turned his head slightly then he can see Lucifer checking his scars. Perhaps he’s not totally in this for some romp fest. The heat from the bath hit his face, his muscles starting to relax a bit even when he didn’t get in just yet. He dipped his hand into the water, seeing that the temperature is perfect. He’s still fully aware of Lucifer around him, but he’s desperate to get some time to relax, even if just a few minutes. “I doubt it, but if you say so I guess it’s true then. I on the other hand had a different experience with this Wrath. I don’t care for others that are brutish without logic.” He explained, standing back up fully and faced Lucifer once more. “I like someone who is quick and cunning. Someone that can THINK. Strategic. I don’t respond well to caveman, so I do hope you are a step above the other SIN.”

With that he turned again and slowly got into the tub. “I can bathe myself, but I doubt you’d want to leave me alone, so you are free to do what you want. You are the king after all.” Slowly the stag sank into the hot water until it reached his shoulders. He let out a soft static like sigh of relief as the warmth enveloped his aching bones. Alastor wanted to relax fully but he won’t remain off guard while anyone else is around. Especially this Sin of Pride. If the King wanted to join him, there is nothing he could do about it. The magic that binds him prevents the stag from attacking Lucifer.

@themosthatedbeingg