#Tw: break in

[inmentemusae]

rubiesintherough asked:

“ unexpected guest “ ( birdie / connor )

Having just finished a busy shift at the hospital, Connor had just arrived at the door of his condo. He stopped briefly to pull his keys out of his pocket before placing them into the lock and unlocking the door. A sigh escaped his lips as he opened the door and went inside, closing and locking the door at his back. Turning to take his shoe and jacket off after placing his keys down. As he does this he soon feels a chill coming through the house. Had he left a window open? Surely not, he had not had any open before going to work over 12 hours ago. Making his way into the sitting room he notices the curtains moving at the balcony doors. Upon closer inspection, he notices it has been forced open somehow. Looking around, he soon found a small set of footprints leading towards the bedroom. Cautiously he followed them until he reached the door sitting ajar, so he paused to think what to do next? Taking a deep breath he enters his room, turning on the light as he passed the switch. Pausing as he sees her there resting on his bed and can tell that she is injured, but not how badly. Connor seems to recognise her face, but from where? "Hey...." was the word that came out of his mouth. What else could be said, he waits for a response.

@rubiesintherough Accepting// unexpected guest

[hautevaux]

ANONYMOUS ASKED: holds a knife to his throat 'give me all of the jewellery and watches here and i leave you with your life'

There comes no hesitation from the tailor of whom gradually raises a small chain with two dainty keys upon from a pocket - each to a lock of the vast, glass cabinets that held such expensive accessories within his store.

The hour was late, few people were aeound within the streets and Vaux himself had simply been finishing a commission when the door was kicked in and his person brutally manipulated into the back room, out of view from the windows.

The cold of the knife edge against his through restricted depth of breath, the pale tone of eyes watching as his assailants company took no time in emptying as much as he could get his hands on from the cabinets ere fleeing.

With one last shove to the wall, Vaux was left to crumple quietly to his knees, still able to feel the ghost of the blade against his neck, blood running cold and person plunging into a state of shock. He chooses to stay there for some time, simply on the floor, trembling and frightened.

[swkywalker]

NOSFERATU (2024) dir. Robert Eggers The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn - Part 1 (2011) dir. Bill Condon

[tsuutarr]

Rich! Yandere x Chill! Reader

Work is a drag – your supervisor expects mountains from you while allowing himself to pick pebbles. He expects you to be there before him and leave after him even though he allows himself to arrive late and leave on time. He expects you to respond to every email and ask questions but ignores emails sent his way. He condescendingly laughs at you and gets annoyed at you making mistakes even though he’s made plenty himself.

In conclusion, you’re about to lose it. Go absolutely bonkers.

Still, you gotta earn money somehow, so…

You really have no choice but to continue onwards.

But seriously, who thought a cycle of work and work and more work was a good idea? You have a few choice words for them. Especially since you’re forced to stay longer than you want to because your stupid supervisor decided to give you work at the last minute, two minutes before you clock out.

By the time you arrive home, you’re dead tired, absolutely unable to keep your eyes open. You tell yourself that you need to get changed, eat dinner, brush your teeth, catch up on your weekly show… but your body is too tired to obey any of that, so it’s lulled into a long, dreamless slumber.

When you come to, you wake up on a gorgeous bed in a gorgeous room. You’re disoriented, absolutely positive that you’re dreaming. But you don’t wake up even after pinching yourself so… this must be real?

Your thoughts are interrupted as the doors to the room open, showcasing a handsome man. You’re pretty sure you’ve seen him on the news somewhere. Probably. Anyway, the point is that he’s handsome.

“Are you feeling all right, Darling?” he asks, voice velvety smooth and deep like dark chocolate.

“I guess?” you say, feeling surprisingly calm. He blinks at you.

“Ah… are you not going to ask where you are…?”

“Oh, right.” You nod. “Where am I?”

“You’re at one of my mansions,” he responds, smoothing out his dress shirt. “I’ve selected the best one, just for you.”

“Oh wow.” Flashes of your dingy one bedroom apartment flash through your head. “That’s great.”

“And of course, you’ll have everything provided for you. If you need anything, just tell me – I can get you everything you desire.”

“That’s amazing,” you respond. “I’m in.”

“Wha–” he looks at you, shocked. “I knew you were in dire financial straits but… aren’t you going to be wary of me, Dear? I mean, I kidnapped you?”

“My guy, the economy is awful, I hate my job, and I really just want to enjoy life for once. I am not complaining.” Shrugging your shoulders, your gaze remains steady on him. “Besides, you’re easy on the eyes.”

A bright red blush splatters itself across his cheeks, forcing him to clear his throat. “W–well, I’m pleased that my appearance is desirable to you.”

“Yup,” you reply, before looking at him curiously. “So like… did you stalk me or something? Put trackers on me?”

“Wha–”

“Well, it kinda seems like you’ve been after me for a while, I guess. Sorry if I’m wrong?”

“Well, no, you’re not… incorrect. But does that not bother you?”

“I mean, social media already has all my info anyway, so…” you hum thoughtfully. “Hm. Anyway. Does kidnapping me mean that you won’t let me go out again? A lot of stories have the guy locking their love interest up.”

He blinks. “I… suppose so…?”

“I don’t entirely mind, but I feel like I’ll probably go nuts if I’m not allowed to go out at all. Can’t we compromise? Like… you can have your trackers on me or have someone follow me around. Actually, why don’t you come along?”

He blinks. “Pardon?”

“I mean, it’s a fair trade, isn’t it? I have friends and family that I gotta see so I don’t go insane, but like, I don’t mind spending most of my time here. And if I do go out, you can just keep track of that. Plus it’s not like I have money or power to actually run or something anyway.” You nod, certain.

“You… you’re certainly rather… receptive to this whole situation.”

“Again, the economy is trash and you’re hot.”

He clears his throat, looking embarrassed. “W–well, it isn’t the worst idea in the world, I suppose. However, the world at large is quite dangerous. You can’t fault me for wanting to keep you locked up. It’s the best way to keep you safe–”

“Oh, I know!” you snap your fingers. “Let’s get married.”

“...Excuse me?”

“I mean, that way you’ll legally be my family. Then you can be with me ‘til death do us apart. Or something.” Satisfied, you nod. “Good idea, don’t you think?”

Gears whir inside his head as he looks at you, completely flabbergasted by your proposal. He’s happy that you seem satisfied with the situation and want to marry him but… but…

“Good idea indeed,” he agrees, fully abandoning any notion of common sense (not that he had much to begin with). 

Your willing acceptance of your situation wasn’t what he was expecting, but… who is he to complain?

It’s working in his favor, after all.

[hipsternumbertwo]

Favorite Angela Moments 72/∞: It's tradition at this point...

[bigfatbreak]

Birds of a Feather previous / next

trigger warning: blood

[gavran-vrani]

[rooniearts]

Tails died, but theres knuckles with his dumbass face

guy who doesn't fully comprehend what the hell is going on right now

[malk-with-tea]

The king's daughter

[newtsnaturethings]

Zelda-stop-feeling-guilty challenge

[sporeclan]

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Aww omg Finchwisp has a crush thats so sweet what a wholesome moon for her 🥰 ... OH.

[gojoest]

the second you tell satoru you’re pregnant, he vanishes — like, literally teleport-level gone — and reappears hours later with bags. so many bags. you’re pretty sure he cleared out an entire mall. he crashes into the bedroom like a tornado, tossing baby clothes in the air like it’s confetti, yelling “LOOK HOW TINY THIS IS!” every five seconds.

he’s cutting tags with his teeth, trying to fold onesies that end up looking like abstract art, and humming this completely off-key, made-up song about being “papa gojo, coolest dad in the world!” he’s glowing. absolutely unhinged. but glowing.

but then — then — there’s this tiny shift in him. he’s folding a soft little sleeper set, lips still curled in a smile, but his hands move a little slower. more gentle. he runs a thumb across the tiny little sleeve like he’s imagining holding someone impossibly small. his voice drops to a soft hum, and the ridiculous song fades into something quieter. warmer.

“i can’t believe there’s going to be a whole person… half me, half you. that’s wild”, he says, like it’s finally sinking in. his lips quiver slightly, his eyes soft.

you sit next to him, nudging him on the arm. “our baby will have the most extra dad on the planet”

“well of course”, he grins, his eyes glassy now. “i’m going to be so annoying. they’re going to roll their eyes every time i show up to school wearing sunglasses and a #1 dad’s shirt”

you smirk. “you mean you’re not already planning matching outfits?”

“oh i already ordered them”, he says proudly. “we’re going to slay preschool drop-off”

you laugh, but you also reach out and lace your fingers with his, both of you surrounded by little shoes, tiny clothes, toys, pacifiers, and a whole lot of love wrapped in absolute chaos.

[lazylittledragon]

pt 1 of some much requested cyra lore

[taviamoth]

They screamed and screeched and shed alligator tears about their 40 imaginary beheaded babies.

Here in this video is a baby without a head. No empty claim to demonize a resistance group. Just stark reality.

Make no mistake, the 'soldiers' killing these babies aren't gritting their teeth and doing something that is unpleasant to them. They're laughing and having fun. They're genuinely happy because to them the headless baby in this video was a future 'terrorist' (person resisting their occupation).

Their allies are sleeping just fine.

Many are shrugging and saying "I don't care about politics".

Death to the zionist entity. Death to america. Death to you if this made you happy. Choke on your own shit.

[hanfocus]

HAN + 'HOLLOW' DANCE BREAK

[beeanonxx]

I don't know how safe walking around Hammerlocke with just Nightlight, Blink, and Rowan at one in the morning but I'm doing it anyways because it's better than letting Jack break in while I'm asleep.