#hungeranddesire

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It had been a long time since this house'd had anyone other than them or their dog inside it. The first time they'd visited and it was empty, they'd waited for her return with the intent of telling her about something that had been forgotten when they began to get concerned. Something didn't feel right, to put it simply. Something in their gut told them that bad things were going to happen, and they had a sneaking suspicion that her siblings were involved, but then, they always had a sneaking suspicion that her siblings were involved with bad times.

They'd taken a look around her house in that visit, and then in every visit after that, of which there were many; they turned up regularly, both to check in and see if she'd returned, and to make sure no one was there who shouldn't be. There hadn't been. The house was usually empty, and nothing seemed to be out of place. Some nights had been spent on the sofa, again, but they were always gone by sunrise.

There was no noise as they appeared tonight, the sun setting along the treeline outside. The dog in their arms, having grown in the time since they'd last seen her, wiggled until they let him go. He sped off into the house, and they sighed softly while watching him before they glanced around the living room, taking small steps just to check that nothing had been taken. Everything appeared to be the same. There was always a sense of disappointment to that realisation, because it meant that wherever Famine was, she wasn't here.

They sighed again, taking a step to follow where the dog had gone and make sure the animal hadn't gotten into anything he shouldn't. There was a noise, though, and it wasn't the dog because it was from upstairs. The Bringer's hand moved to the mirrored handle of their dagger, fingers moving over the edges of the mirror pieces set into the handle as if to reassure themself that it was there before their hand closed around it and they moved as quietly and slowly as they could towards the stairs, ready to draw their weapon, if needed.

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Time to go to work #HungerAndDesire

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He couldn’t deny that she was right, though mostly because he’d never really been that great at the whole sneaking around, unexpectedly arrive somewhere thing. Liaxee had always been just too loud for that, much to everyone’s annoyance and disappointment when he was a child; they’d tried so hard to teach him how to sneak.

Still, he was beaming while looking at her. He gave a rough laugh, and shrugged casually.

“Sey! I’ve been practicing,” he said, reminding himself of his grandfather. There was a moment before he raised a large hand to point at her, narrowing his eyes as if assessing her and an eyebrow raised. “You are doing well, sey? No problems?”

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It was dark on the streets of New York. He'd wandered into an area he didn't recognise, deciding that staying in Brooklyn was too risky. It had probably been paranoia that fuelled his decision to move on, and he was well aware of that, but it felt like a good idea. That is, it had until he found himself in the dark and unfamiliar streets. The normally yellow alert in his brain was growing to a red, and he had to fight the urge to look over his shoulder constantly. He stuck to only doing it when turning a corner, not wanting to raise suspicions.

He was fairly sure he'd managed to raise someone's suspicions regardless of his attempts to act natural, judging by the footsteps he'd starting hearing.

Tugging the front of his cap down while making sure to keep both hands out of his pockets, just in case, Bucky kept himself looking forward and squared his shoulders, stopping once around the corner and trying to look casual to anyone else who might be around. The intent was to see if the other person would also stop, confront the person if they did, and maybe knock them out if it was someone from Hydra.

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kemuele replied to your post “can someone do me a massive favour by opening my blog and letting me...”

It's taking forever to load on my end, too. Like, it's a blank white tab and the loading circle is continuing to spin? ))                    

that’s what i keep getting, too. fuckin shit. thank you, though.

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Yea it stalls super long for me too

i repeat: FUCKIN SHIT

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“you’re gonna hurt yourself even more if you do stupid things like that!” (From Fam to Bringer)

CARING FOR STUBBORN MUSES.

"I'm fine," they said stubbornly, trying to be careful enough not to hurt themself further, despite what they'd just said. "Just trust that I know what I'm doing for once." They knew that was a big ask, especially since they didn't regularly seem to know anything in general, but they were hoping it would make her just stop what she was currently doing.

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they spelled your name wrong, i guess i have to call you Binger from now on. (Fam to Bringer)

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The Bringer eyed her for a moment, their eyebrows drawn together in confusion, before checking what she was talking about. There was silence as they considered just disappearing. Sure, it wasn’t terrible to an outsider, but due to the things they knew about? It was decidedly insulting.

"It isn't the worst thing I've ever been called," they said with a sigh, putting a hand into one of their pockets. "It is, however, the name of a very..." they searched for the right word for a moment or so, giving a small wave of their free hand as if trying to conjour the word from literal thin air, "...interesting looking animal, though..." They trailed off, deciding it was absolutely just typical that the title they went by would be so, so close to the name of an animal that most closely resembled a rather large, rather angry, rather furry boar.

At least the thing didn’t exist on Earth.

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Do you know what this friendship needs? two matching really big knives. (Fam to Liaxee)

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There was silence as he considered this, before glee lit up his face and he nodded, booming laugh escaping him. Really big knives? His sort of friendship sign. Granted, he was just as happy to hit people with the shield that he'd been given by the army, but really big knives? The next best thing.

"Of course!" he said, undeniably happy with this decision. "Is good idea! You finally get good sized blade!" His lips curved to his own joke. "Tiny blades? No good. You are strong enough for large ones, sey?" he asked, teasing her now with the knowledge that she absolutely was strong enough, but he did like to jokely say otherwise.

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“hey loser” (ofc)

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« you’re looking awful as ever. » (from Famine. Just sounded like a bunch of the old shit they used to say to one another)

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They were soaked through, decidedly uncomfortable, and had flecks of drying dirt from where they'd just been in a very muddy field, being chased by a particularly miserable-looking and angry farmer somewhere rural. The Bringer looked to her before letting out an unimpressed sigh.

"Thank you, Famine," they said, sarcasm flooding their words. There was a pause as what she said actually registered. "What do you mean 'as ever'?" They'd never put any particular amount of effort into their appearance, truthfully, but they never thought they looked that bad...

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🐝- Favorite season?

Getting to know you Questions for the Mun!

probably winter? maybe autumn? on the one hand, winter’s the excuse to wear fluffy jumpers without getting too warm, but on the other hand, hallowe’en.

definitely not summer. i’m not built for heat.