#crimsonsunsets

[beneviolencia]

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Beverly  clicks  her  tongue,  mulling  over  the  little  tidbit,  not  seeing  how  it  fits  into  the  larger  picture,  but  storing  that  information  away  for  the  future;  with  the  truth  still  hazy,  no  detail  can  be  overlooked.    ❝    Hmm,  unless  O’Brien  burnt  his  tongue  licking  a  relay,  I  think  that  still  qualifies  as  ordinary.    ❞    There  is  still  not  a  lot  to  go  off  yet,  only  the  heating  system  has  stopped  working,  a  minor  problem,  if  not  for  the  fact  Geordi  and  Data  have  yet  to  figure  out  how  to  fix  it  --  and  that,  in  itself,  is  very  unusual.

❝  You  should  also  know.  Some  strange  behaviour  has  been  reported.  Nothing  major  until  now,  ❞  she  shrugs,  ❝  it  might  be  due  to  the  heat.  ❞  Except...  Riker  had  come  to  her  with  a  troubled  look  on  his  face  a  few  hours  before  it  all  started.

      ——         ❛      no,      i    believe    the    chief    just    had    some    -    tea .      ❜    nothing  extraordinary  but  o’brien  isn’t  known  for  his  love  of  the  beverage  and  with  the  every  rising  heat  slowly  but  surely  suffocating  the  crew,    one  can  only  wonder  why  he  had  chosen  a  temperature  hot  enough  to  burn  his  mouth .    a  hum  sounds  from  deep  inside  the  doctor’s  chest  indicating  thought .    confusion .    too  many  questions  open  themselves  up  only  to  remain  unanswered .    with  the  back  of  his  hand  he  wipes  across  his  forehead,    futile  in  his  attempt  to  combat  the  heat .

                        but  considering  the  heating  is  broken,    who  knows  how  long  the  life-support  will  remain ?    time  is  running  out  and  due  to  the  malfunction  of  the  replicators  no  aides  can  be  produced .    so  a  calm  is  forced,    clinical  in  his  manner  as  he  nods  along  to  his  captain’s  observation .      ❛      i    don’t    like    that    nothing    of    the    sorts    has    been    reported    to    me .      what    sort    of    unusual    behaviour    are    we    talking    about ?      ❜

[doctordonovan-a]

@crimsonsunsets​  said  “oh ,  this  is  absurd.”  from  julian  !

 she should apologise,   should try to put into words that truly none of this has been her choice    (   she has never lied, but she has never been honest either   )      &&    that is a failing no matter how scientist may push feelings aside.   if she allows universe to see her how it wishes    -   be it cold,    be it naive,    be it simply too gentle to suit clever eyes   -    then she is only setting herself up for the things she fears.

 ❝   absurd has always suited me.   ❞    romulan's eyes refuse to look at him,    an avoidance that lingers so much louder than usual.    this appearance is still not true   -    a rushed approximation,    returning usual vulcan features to some semblance of somehow far more natural romulan sharpness.    it makes sense, does it not?    she failed at being half vulcan years before learning about the lie,    failed at being half human continuously.    there is only one part of herself brunette still needs to fail at being.

they should be used to absurd.  

 ❝   a romulan ship needs a romulan guide.   ❞     there is context,  explanation,  that will surely need to be offered...  but issues like those can be saved for later,    ❝   you can ask all you’d like when we get out of here,  deal?   ❞

lo.ki quotes   |   accepting

[amantesmultorum]

@crimsonsunsets​​ / Steve

“  You know, it wasn’t all a lie.  ” The blonde admitted softly looking away from him.   “  I mean, ” She shook her head pushing some of her blonde hair behind her ear,  “ I am spy. And it was my . JOB to spy on you and lie to you. But Kate was not a very ELABORATE cover. ” She looked over with him. “  The person you got to know as your neighbor, she was not entirely made up. So it isn’t like I am a total stranger ! ” Sharon let out a sigh.

“  I’m not going to apologize for doing my job, it isn’t who I am.  But I wanted to clear the air a bit, considering the fact we are OFFICIALLY coworkers. ”  She shrugged her shoulders.  “  You deserve to know that I am not a complete stranger.  ”   Sharon chuckled.  “ It would be nice if you didn’t completely hate me when and if we get any missions together.  ”

[galaxyraised]

@crimsonsunsets​   ⇾   starter from ASHA,  SOJI.

“you’re doctor julian bashir,  aren’t you?”   head tilts to the side,  just a little,  as she stands tall in front of him,   “my name is soji.  soji asha.  i believe you knew my father,”   so many are still wary of synthetics,  it seems that soji’s best course of action is to hold back her father’s identity until she receives confirmation as to whether she’s speaking to the right person.

[wcstenra]

@crimsonsunsets​: “How does it feel?” (from flynn)

injuries | accepting.

                         ( trembling, delicate digits reach for fresh bandage taped to her throat. angel would only be LYING to herself if she hadn’t spent every SECOND thinking of the way the professor’s fingers grazed VELVET skin, trying her hardest not to blush. his presence in the westenra household provided welcome DISTRACTION, though perhaps not in the way either of them intended. to lucy the TENSION between them was palpable, going unspoken for so long only in the face of a bigger, DARKER threat. still, as she had quietly sat MOTIONLESS as possible her stomach fluttered with suppressed emotion, hands PRESSED to her lap as if afraid to react even as she reveled in the BAREST touches of his fingertips. ) 

                         ( his question startles her - reaching for the bandage, wide EMERALD gaze flickers to meet his, flynn’s face so close to her own. now she CANNOT help it, healthy flush searing her cheeks with a sheepish smile. stars in her vision; lucy sways, INHALING deeply, foolishly realizing she had been holding her breath. quick, over-enthusiastic nod, DULCET tones quiet &. interrupted by bubbly laughter, excuse UNCONVINCING when accompanied by rueful grin. ) 

                         ‘ yes ... sorry, i’m just a little dizzy! ‘

[kovi-23]

Crimson

[phoenixspirits]

@crimsonsunsets​

Most of Rory’s afternoon has been spent rounding up a group of rowdy, trigger happy alien scavengers. ( It had been somewhat gratifying that they had all turned tail and run upon being confronted with a sword-wielding Roman, but he’d rather they just SURRENDERED. ) Now the streets are quiet, in that strange unsettled way that follows a day of danger and panic. Rory, still in full uniform, is taking a wandering route home, paranoia making him check for any last disturbances, following the feeling that he’s missing something. 

His instincts are proven correct when he spies a straggler hiding in an alleyway; Rory gives chase when they run, skids around a corner in pursuit—---

And that’s when he sees it. Innocuous, incongruous, a little blue box, tucked away in a shadowed corner. A blue box he once called HOME.

Rory stumbles to a halt. He barely notices as the alien scoots down another alleyway and disappears, frozen as if in a dream. 

There’s a faint glow from the windows, barely visible in the twilight. Welcoming. His feet move him forward of their own accord; he reaches out, fingertips brushing painted wood and a long breath escapes him.

The TARDIS looks different, a little bit more battered, older almost. And he thinks he knows why. River showed them once, her cheat sheet to the Doctor’s regenerations. Their Doctor, the raggedy doctor with the bowtie and the occasional fez, was the LAST, she said. If she's right, then this TARDIS, different and yet the same, is in the Doctor’s past, and Rory should go, because he really doesn’t want to complicate their timeline further.

It takes a lot of effort to back away. Rory turns around slowly, swallowing back the lump that’s forming in his throat. 

But he doesn’t get very far. Flying footsteps, a figure comes hurtling around the corner, slap bang into the Roman Centurion who is standing right in the way. 

“Sorry, sorry,” Rory exclaims, steadying them instinctively. “Are you okay?”

[lightofotherstars]

@crimsonsunsets​ (for rose)

It’s been three weeks since the world nearly ended. Three weeks since they found the Doctor in his universe. Three weeks since the stars returned. Jake has spent those three weeks in a kind of daze, giddy first from the adrenaline of the mission’s success, and then...

He has to pinch himself when he wakes up in the mornings and sees Mickey lying beside him. Things have been so complicated for years that they’re keeping it quiet while they settle into the idea of actually being together. Jake’s so use to hiding how he feels that he thought it would be easy, but it turns out to be more difficult now that he doesn’t have to hide it from Mickey.

But all of Torchwood’s been in a good mood, these past three weeks. Jake’s counting on that to cover it.

What he doesn’t count on is running into Rose right as he leaves Mickey’s office. Jake nearly jumps out of his skin.

“Christ - Rose, you gave me a fright.” He laughs. “Looking for me or for Mickey?”

[mcnecter]

@crimsonsunsets​​: “Whose blood is that?” (from flynn!)

injuries | accepting.

                         ‘ how naive of you to assume i still bother with formalities such as names. ‘ 

                          ( goddess in all her SUBLIME celestial glory, unashamed in the aftermath. he finds her sprawled lazily on the ground, back against the wall gazing LANGUIDLY upon still heap of limbs sprawled across the ground. her VICTIM, whose blood now colors aquiline features with such ATTRACTIVE flush - indeed, while hot VIRILE life force of the male softens sharp PRETERNATURAL visage to seem almost human, the eerie temperament of strigoi is still evidenced, painted across full lips &. streaking down her chin. even now long, tapered fingers trail up, up, gathering still-wet remnants of victim splattered RED over milky complexion. onyx hues flutter shut as she tastes lazily, DREAMILY, shuddering as thirst begins to burn just so with renewed flavor. perhaps this was a little THEATER for the librarian - he had yet to witness fresh, BRUTAL death at the hands of her kind, especially from vampyrs as VIOLENT in the taking of their victims as the bride &. her master. still, though VISCOUS lifeblood stained her lips the scarlet AMBROSIA fills her with life, with YOUTH - without the COLD countenance normally displayed her human age was easier to witness. if not for SMUG, self-satisfied grin julia looked as MORTALLY, vulnerably beautiful as miss westenra. ) 

                         ( gaze opens, flickering to him, a deep, dark brown instead of empty STARLESS black. once she had been a girl, she had ALWAYS been soft, helpless, doomed to fade away &. die as was the natural order of things before marriage to her master. the difference is STRIKING though mortal beauty is now only a LURE, soon to fade to cold skin &. BESTIAL appearance until her next feeding. still she does not CONCEAL her true nature to mr. carsen, bloody grin bearing PEARLY fangs, stained claws pointing to corpse in faint DISGUST.  ) 

                         ‘ do not worry, bookkeeper - his blood told me he was an experienced killer himself, or as experienced as a mortal can be. besides, it is more than he deserved. death at our hands is painless, in the end. ‘

[venturoushearta]

@crimsonsunsets​ asked ‘ “ i’m doing my best.  ” from flynn!! ‘

Clara groans in frustration, a kick to the door to punctuate how irritated she is at it all. She knows he’s doing his best. She knows. But people are in danger, and they still haven’t been able to stop it. “Why isn’t it working? All the usual stuff, it’s...” She huffs, walks back over to him. “I even tried to zap it and it did nothing. It’s not supposed to do that. It’s supposed to behave. Come on. What did you say this thing did again?”

[beneviolencia]

TEA,      EARL      GREY,      HOT     and     some     rest,     if     you     please .      doctor’s    orders .   ——    pictures  of  cmo  pic.ard  && captain  crusher  (   2 of ?   )

[doctordonovan-a]

@crimsonsunsets​  said  “i  don’t  want  to  be  the  bad  guy.”  from  julian  !

 does any monster,   current or historical,  ever truly view themselves as what they were?  there are plenty of ancient idioms - parables older than cities - warning of the power perception alone.  to view oneself as a hero rarely truly makes a hero,  but viewing oneself as a monster allows for little peace to ever slip into one's life.  maeve has seen monsters yet no matter how peach lips may try...  how can she explain that she doubts julian has it in him to truly be bad?

 at most,  his flaw is the arrogance scientist suspects is the only thing stopping him from drowning in the fear that what if this engineered version of himself   (  built on the grave of a boy who would never get to truly be  )   still wasn't enough?

 ❝   you're not.  bad people wouldn't be drawn to you if you were.   ❞    does she count herself as part of such a statement?  it is simple.  a simple answer to a complicated statement,  tone for once completely human even in her brevity,   ❝   and the bad guys do seldom worry about being bad,  they're too busy viewing themselves as heroes.   ❞ 

if I can’t have love... starters   |   accepting

[sadnessruns]

[ @crimsonsunsets​ gets a Rhys ] 

Gen Rhys was not often tapped for away missions, most people didn’t need a tactical officer when out on a planet, at least usually. So the fresh air was nice, something new and exciting for him, not that he hadn’t been on away missions before, but it had been a while. 

“You know,” he said softly, looking up from his tricorder with bright eyes. “I can’t remember the last time I was on an away mission.”

[doctorobinson]

@crimsonsunsets​ spoke: 16 for judy!

       ❝ it’s your love that brings me home. ❞ maureen’s fingers work to carefully adjust the sling on her daughter’s shoulder, ensuring to do it properly but also not hurt judy too much. she HATES that her daughter has found out this information this way. really, she hates that she’s found out at all. this is something she was never supposed to know for this exact reason. maureen didn’t want judy to blame herself. finishing with the sling, maureen gently wraps her arms around the girl from behind, pressing a kiss to her daughter’s temple. ❝ IT ALWAYS HAS, and i don’t want you to think for a second that you weren’t worth it. if i had to go back, i’d make the same choice, every single time. you didn’t take anything away from me. you GAVE ME so much. understand ? ❞

[galaxyraised]

STARTER CALL   ⇾   @crimsonsunsets​.

“i...”   hesitation is shrouded in discomfort,  arms crossing over her chest as she ducks her head,   “i tracked you down because i wanted to apologize...  for snapping at you earlier.  i know you were trying to help,  i’m just having a really terrible day,  that’s all,”

[amantesmultorum]

@crimsonsunsets​​ / Daisy

“  You know I am not actually bad with technology ?  ”  Steve admitted to the SHIELD agent.  “ I know how to work this thing. I may be an old man, but I am not incompetent with technology.   ” He shook his head. Feeling bitter about the same assumption everyone makes.  “ I made  ONE joke and now Tony has this whole idea spread around that I don’t know anything in modern time. ”

“ I may not be as skilled as you, Agent Johnson, with computers, but I certainly can  keep an eye on the computer and the surveillance cameras for one mission. You certainly have less of a chance of being recognized than I do. ”  He gave her a gentle smile. “ A baseball cap and some sunglasses won’t do enough to conceal my identity in this situation.  I’ll be fine being the man on comms. ”