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[originemesis]

Spill it! Are you in love with Lute?

There's a furrowing of brows followed by a testy click of talons along a desk and finished with a derisive little snort. Just why everyone is so emotionally invested in his and his lieutenant's affairs is beyond his understanding- and technically his pay grade to prattle pretty about. Plus, it's not like anything he could regurgitate in regards to the matter would ever suffice as an acceptable answer to anyone whom would ask him such a question other than her that made up the subject of its inquiry. Perhaps that was why he was apt to play his word games, because at least if he could undermine the overall intelligence of a third party, he'd get something out of the exchange that wasn't the rolled eyes and rancor of someone who had already decided the answer for him as seamlessly as creation had decided his past partners with an unspoken but settling sentiment of 'suck it up'. Such engagements had always been with an end goal in mind- and he'd be dishonest if he didn't enter into most- if not all manner of relations under the premises of progress pistoned out of a need demanded of the first few to forge- that twit angels would glamorize and see as some pristine privilege they could but pine over and wonder the lot of mortals to be so miserable to shoulder it's cause.

Perhaps that was why he and his ever the sanctimonious superior seemed so at odds at times. He was so often given women that were to be of some service to his role that would have been retired by now had it not been for the whole extermination business that it seemed he was incapable of a deeper level of care that extended past provider...later teacher in the case of his lieutenant.

But what good was a right hand if it didn't align with what actions he needed take? What good was a rib that did not shelter a heart so easily dismantled were it not for his own ruthlessness aimed toward combative interception? When there was no need for the latter thanks to the curated deeds of his right hand in cutting down the obstacles that would impede his designs, then his hand was not only concerned with how it clasped the axe in it, but also the strings attached to the instrument that his weapon also served purpose, even if it was one barely understood by those that heard the sharp edge of a soul used to shatter so many in a singular strum.

Sometimes it just sounded like music- because that was really all it ever was- brought to life by a song in the garden in the same amount of days it took to create the fucking world. A right hand would know that along with every chord and trembled wrist. And she did.

"For the record, no one is ever 'in' love with anything. It's not a damned Olympic sized pool you just topple in one day because you didn't see on the horizon and it's not something you claw your way out of and leave whoever else fell in to drown. Sure, some would love to spin it that way so they can claim you're only 'in' love with a process. Maybe an idea someone becomes instead of themselves. But that's because seraphim exist in a vacuum where you 'live, laugh, love' without any semblance of why. Without the hard shit. Gravel on bare feet's a hard concept for those with wings. I might have them now, but I don't hold my approval at a jumping height because I have the wherewith-fuck-all to recognize you don't just love what you're given and stop at any sustained faults. You get those together ~ until your edges fit so finite that anything set to pry them apart can get fucked." Talons fan ever so briefly enough to intertwine and steeple as if ending the prayer of his own musings with culpable if not condescending smile.

"I am."

[juniemunie]

whoopsie, ink didn't like that

[meromessy]

takas sa prom mga b0ang

[ferrylazy]

Today I woke up thinking about what an interaction between these two would be like.

[pjs-everyday]

uuuuuhhh, I asked aizawa to pick me up after work and came out a bit late… do you think he’s mad at me? 😖👉👈

[showsandstuff]

Squid Game season 2 based for giving us both toxic old man Yaoi AND the gay jerks who only really have each other duo

[kkerocide]

art dumpie -

w/ @m1ndl3ss-f0x 🍅

[osarina]

my friends are dragging me to a bar with them on thursday and are already talking about plans for friday 😔 don’t they know i’m a recluse and depressed, i’m gonna be drained for weeks after thursday

[teh-inggris]

Yknow, i was thinking about pvpciv again yesterday. And then a thought suddenly struck me. "Hey, doesn't this feel familiar..?" I asked to myself. My expression slowly contorts into horror as I realized what that one scene in ep 6 reminded me of

[tired-biscuit]

kiba talking about how he’d kill for you while feeding the stray cats in the neighborhood

he’s walking around the house like

[lilacella]

Pass it on Game

Iced Matcha Latte

Lucius was late for pilates. How could this have happened?! He was never late for pilates!!

This was all Sirius' fault!

@plecotusauritus @albi-bumblebee @polaroidcats

[serve-cunt]

HAHAHAH YELLINGGG

[emilyronnie]

Gwen's need to be in power is extremely funny when you remember how badly she reacted to Mr. Bonzo

like babygirl you literally have no idea what you're doing and have shown us repeatedly you cannot handle this lol spite is a good motivator but it won't suddenly make you competent

I hope Lena enjoys watching on the sidelines, laughing her ass off at Gwen's inadequacy as a leader

[clarabowmp3]

God my floor mates are the worst influences (affectionate) I’m a strong independent woman until one of them starts talking about their boyfriends

[redgearsmovin]

mm genderbend sketches

[blackrevell]

Monte Carlo Postcard // Alex

ver.2 under the cut

I wish I could say the fandom sleeps on her, but CDPR slept on their own character to start with tbh