#* ( v: tbt. )

[ofthesepulchre]

@songandflame cont.

"I suppose you're right- it has been going for quite a while now hasn't it?"

Montparnasse chuckled, shifting on his feet, shivering for effect. He was already feeling the rainwater soaking into his clothes, though it had only penetrated his outer layers and not yet made its way through to skin. It wouldn't take long until it did, though did not deter the youth from the mission he had been assigned earlier that day. It would be a foolish mistake to come back empty handed.

"You know, I feel rather foolish-" he started, averting his gaze. "You see, I was invited here to see someone and it appears they stood me up and now I am here and- well, you know." Another chuckle. "I really shouldn't have gotten my hopes up.. I always do this!"

It was a cheap, cheap trick- and yet the youth had full belief in the success of the idea. After all, could you imagine standing him up? Dreadful! No, it was foolproof. Montparnasse was certain of it.

[condor0ne]

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❛ if you ever need a way to block out the bullshit , i know a guy who . . . knows a guy . he can get you some good stuff . ❜ a beat falls . hands are shoved into pockets . ❛ at least that's how i deal with it . ❜ shoulders shrug under cracked leather . ❛ it's more fun than feelin' sorry for yourself . ❜

[hellsurvivr]

😱/ payne

*      ―    ﴾  𝚂𝙾𝙲𝙸𝙰𝙻 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙴  ﴿ // still accepting ( @metalsiren )

          sms –––––– i NEED you to go to deeks' house right now. don't question me just do it. please          sms –––––– some shit has kicked off and it ain't good. for me or you.          sms –––––– so please. just get safe !

[artistmarchalius]

Broppy Capture AU, where Branch didn’t confess after World Tour, but a love confession when all hope seems lost is just what they need to free themselves from Velvet and Veneer.

A version without text can be found under the cut.

[zealctry]

    ———you threatened to kill me as a joke?

                 “ your life’s a joke, I’d say offering to kill you falls under the category of ‘a small mercy’. ”  yeah yeah, it is ( wasiswasis ) a joke. the words are careless. their cutting edge? missing. he isn’t trying very hard to be unpleasant; sometimes, Hidan spews out vitriol just to ( hear himself talk ) see what sort of rise he can get out of people ( because it’s funny, and because people are often little more than entertainment ). in light of this, maybe he actually doesn’t mind Itachi all that much –– but it isn’t a thought that his mind dwells on for too long ( it slips right out of him through neglectful mental fingers ).

what he minds is the condescension.  what he minds is the extended audacity of behaving as one would with someone lesser than ( or an employee –  when Hidan hadn’t even given his agreement to ( such a noose around his throat ) it ). because, unfortunately, Hidan was not built to respect authority of any kind, whether imaginary or real ( his poor, poor mother. .. . . ).

Itachi is still not asking nicely. and so Hidan misses half of his words because he’s too busy fantasizing about stabbing him in the kidney, which is fortunate, because it’s fun enough not to allow his volatile temper to soar any higher, whilst still grabbing onto the gist of what is being said. in the end, he doesn’t know what to make of it ( except that he doesn’t particularly like Itachi’s attitude ). and so, he steps closer. much too close. crossing the boundaries between his own space and another’s comes to him as easily as breathing ( when had he ever respected personal space of any sort? ) ; he just moves and there it is – discomfort so thick one could believe it palpable. some choke on it, which is always so damn funny. he doesn’t expect Itachi to even blink at it ( Itachi, who’s so fucking analytical about everything; Itachi, who probably has a fucking PhD in How to Convincingly Impersonate The Facial Expressions of a Pebble ) – but he’d get the gist, the sentiment, of the movement regardless. ( no one’s ever wholly made of stone; not even Itachi ).

half-threat, half-intimidation tactic. he stares at him in the eye, unblinking, as if that would yank out better answers or a better attitude ( they’re practically the same height; easy-peasy ).

                 “ really now. ”

yet for a moment, in spite of their too-close ( aggressive, invasive, purposefully so ) proximity, Hidan allows his mind to wander over the idea, turning it around in his head like a Rubik’s cube, fascinated by its facets ( he finds it wildly amusing, that someone would entertain the notion: that putting someone like him in front of a voyeuristic camera could ever amount to anything the public would like. Hidan doesn’t care enough to know much about the industry, but he knows the public, and he’s pretty sure he isn’t something they’d usually love to see. whatever Itachi seems to believe to the contrary both piques his interest and, paradoxically, irritates him. at first, he was convinced the offer was some sort of joke. now, he isn’t so sure. something to do with persistence and all of that. )

he doesn’t like stepping away ( backing away ; from anything, or anyone ), and so he doesn’t. but he leans back, just a touch. something of a truce, you know.

                 “ how about you stop being a dick, first? and then I’ll think about it, and hear out your expectations and terms and conditions and all of that. ”

ㅤDynamics between these two are intricate enough for a fisherman to weave a net out of. Twists and turns, both accidental and deliberate, one step forward and ten steps back in a sort-of unplanned waltz. Easily going from glares full of animosity to a nice coffee together and, apparently, the reverse is also as easily true. And, by far, neither is the type to back off nor to enjoy losing an argument.

ㅤ«If you aren't prepared to be given an attitude, maybe don't give it to others to start with.»

Who dashed in demanding free shit, after all? 

ㅤBut, the thing is, and against all odds, Itachi doesn't find himself being put off by said attitude. Sure, there come very specific moments when avoiding the eye-roll is physically and humanly impossible - but, for the most part, he finds it entertaining. Interesting. Endearing, even. Hidan's brashness and the sheer gall he has, the ego and the determination and the absolute lack of care for consequences let alone another's opinions. If he must be honest, the Uchiha would admit to being jealous, on occasion. He himself is outspoken whenever needed, never afraid to stand up for what he believes in, yet he also too often drowns in overthinking and overanalyzing. Hidan's absence of fucks to give about... pretty much anything is so refreshing.

ㅤ«Or am I wrong to assume you threatened to kill me as a joke? I simply joked back, no need to get so offended.»

ㅤNothing done about the finger poking at his face, either; Itachi calmly lets it stay there if it so wishes, instead throwing over his shoulder the sweater that inadvertently started the ordeal so that he can fold his arms loosely over his chest, head tilted slightly aside. And, yes, maybe his whole own demeanor speaks of sass and defiance. Fight fire with fire and all that. Nonetheless, it does not prevent him from acknowledging one thing in particular.

ㅤ«Sorry for the dear friend remark, however. Not everyone is comfortable with this kind of pet names and that was inconsiderate of me. Won't happen again.»

ㅤProof of his sincerity lies in the shift of his smile - from the previous taunting one to something now much softer, much more organic.  But he's not done yet with the serious part of their conversation.

ㅤ«It's not the first time I invite you to be my model, is it? All jokes and teasing aside, it's something I am interested in. In fact, you say the word and I'll draft you a contract right here and right now. We can discuss the salary as well. However - be aware that this will, effectively, make us professional collaborators. Which means I'll be expecting you to take it seriously, or else I'll reserve myself the right to fire you on the spot and without previous warning.»

ㅤAnd Itachi's stance changes, arms unfolding and hands going to rest on slim hips; leaning slightly forward in anticipation.

«Well? Or do you need some time to think about it?»

[zealctry]

can i be your man

“ failed step one, brat. are you even a man. you're like what, twelve, you lil' shortie? how about a headpat, instead? ”

[condor0ne]

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❛ i'm kind of in a band , too . ❜ told to the other over the lip of her cup before taking a sip , beyond bar chatter . ❛ it's my best friend and i -- he's on guitar , i'm on drums , we both . . . sing . ❜ it's possibly the least enthused plug ever , with her & kevyn flying far below the radar , to put it delicately . fame was never the end goal , but rather a distant speck of hope to keep their eyes trained on . ❛ sometimes we get gigs , but it's mostly basement shows . pretty fuckin' sad excuse for a band , i guess , but . . . ❜ she trails off , tosses platinum bangs out of her face . ❛ it's somethin' to do 'n we have fun doin' it . ❜

[artistmarchalius]

can you tell us more about broppy capture au?

Sure! Here’s a little somethin’ somethin’:

So, Branch didn’t confess his feelings to Poppy at the end of Word Tour, he felt like it needed to be its own thing and that Poppy deserved to be in the moment after saving the world. He thought there’d be plenty of time to confess later. They still have a good connection though now that they’re better at communicating.

They’re out in the hot air balloon on another adventure when a strong wind knocks them off course towards the woods near the base of Mount Rageous and they get stuck in a tree. They aren’t able to shift the balloon on their own so when they see Velvet and Veneer (who are out hunting for Trolls to use) they ask them for help, but instead V&V capture them.

V&V now have a Troll to use each (His and Hers Trolls) and because Velvet is more trigger happy with the spray bottle, Poppy deteriorates quicker than Branch.

[kalopsic-lagomorph]

FANTASTIC PLANET AU?????

[zealctry]

" hidan at least take me out to dinner first damn "

“ eh? listen here, you ungrateful brat, it's your soul I'm trying to feed. and that's way better than some fucking sandwich from some fucking café, seriously. ”

[zealctry]

                “ who the fuck doesn’t like kittens? ”   a rhetorical question, spilling against her touch  ( he chooses not to oppose it, as if he were perfectly oblivious to it. Hidan is, after all, purposefully oblivious to many things. and propriety is certainly among them. )  as his lips move around each precisely-enunciated syllable. in truth, it’s sort of funny ( sort of entertaining ), the way Hyeon narrows down her objections to the singular, uniquepart that was, in fact, true in his statement. it's a hook that he only partially bites into.  ( rhetorical, you see. answering a question with a question is but a sleight of hand. )

instead of complying ( to the request, to the liquid heat of her gaze ), he snakes an arm around her, body petite and easily entrapped. Hidan chooses, for a long moment, to allow his hand to rest against her back, pressed between her shoulderblades. the moment stretches. he foregoes to blink, grin unwavering as if frozen in time. then slowly, deliberately, his hand wanders down the whole length of her spine, and he questions ( idly and without too much concern ), if the bird painted underneath shivers at his languid touch ( at the threat that he could, if he chose to, wring its long, pretty neck –– as he could, if he so chose to, wring hers ).

                “ . . .. you want more, do you? earn it. ”   

     a quiet, delicate laugh slipped past parted lips as the goddess curiously studied the man. long, dark hair swayed as she tilted her head, dark brow raised in question.   " everything else i can understand, but i must say that you liking kittens, of all things, is what surprises me. i would have thought them too temperamental for you, darling. "   a slender hand reached out, cupping his chin, her thumb curiously swiped over the silken flesh.   " but tell me more, please? "   sinful lips curled into a pout as she glanced up at him through her lashes.

"i'm a gemini, my favorite color is petal pink, and i like long walks and kittens." @zealctry

nocturnal animals prompts || accepting

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❛ drinks are on me . ❜

[artpicsrare]

Grand Theft Auto: Vice City (2002)

[zealctry]

his chin finds a resting place against her shoulder, even as his gaze darts back and forth between her hands and the landscape before her, as if they were prone to shout out answers that she is unwilling to speak of as of yet. they don't ( how annoying ). still, there remains the pleasure of being in such close proximity to something so dangerous ( even when uninvited. especially when uninvited ). a worthwhile consolation prize. Hidan hums.

“ well, yeah? because I'm right here, you know. well. what is it? is it good? is there blood? ”

" I am fine. Simply, reminiscing. Why? Is it so hard to imagine that I would stay silent for so long? "