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[lastchristmas]

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[swcctcrbittcr]

closed: @darlinghearts connections: elio & billie, elio comes to see billie for a fix

billie had sent an sos text, which usually meant she was either in trouble or needed a hit. not that elio was an actual dealer, he was just working the rounds for a new case with his partner, and if he was honest it was nice to disappear into the work and away from his rather dry and boring home life.

"checking on a lead." elio nods to his partner, who knew the actual reason for his departure as he heads over to billie's place, quick to knock on the door and lean against the frame. "so what's it you need this time?" he smirks, cause whatever it was, she knew the price of it.

[slashaer]

admittedly, sam hadn't exactly been discreet in his efforts to track down the vampire. and despite having no ill intent when looking for louis, sam could understand that the implications alone would put any one edge, or at least allow them to be on guard. the hunter glances down at the machete that now lays on the floor between them, catching the reflection of a roaring fireplace in its blade before sight moves back up to meet the other's. 'you're not gonna believe me, but i, uh . . . i didn't intend t'use it,' sam explains after a moment, ushering toward the machete with a hand before it lands back at his side. 'it was mostly for insurance purposes — in case you tried something, first. i only came here t'talk,' @operahouses.

[hawkc]

Hawke knew he was about to get an earful. Truly, he had it coming, Varric and he had made the bet while they were hanging out at Herald's Rest, how long until Merrill killed him for leaving her behind after Kirkwall. Hawke, ever the optimist, gave himself an hour but Varric, being the more realistic of the two, gave him five minutes. They both knew Merrill, but it was unknown how she'd react given the circumstances... On the positive side, Hawke hadn't died helping the Inquisitor, so that was good.

"Merrill! Hello, you look well!" Hawke was stalling and trying to defuse the situation; that was clear. He didn't want to face her wrath and possibly owe Varric 5 sovereigns, he'd never live it down if he lost their bet.

@cuerrvox

[multiesmuses]

⠀ * @burnedtoacrisp asked — " no , wait ... where are you going ? "

⠀ exasperated, she turns, jar of fingers clutched tightly to her chest, " i'm going home, sherlock. you know, my shift ended two hours ago and i stayed here for you, but all you've done is call me john, " jar is placed on marble finished countertop, perhaps too harshly as it shatters upon impact. a frustrated groan escapes her, hands moving to run down the length of her visage. " i'm sorry i'm not john, sherlock: truly, i am ... but i cannot help you with these cases the same way he does. "

[ormir]

&&: @vxlashbringer Where: Tiber Bay Notes: classic meet cute where i almost push you into the blood ocean

After a full day baking under the sun, the shipyard reeked of salt and the pungent rot of decaying algae. The summer bloom gathered in a red line on the horizon, and stained coppery rings around the bows of merchant ships that cut through the bay. Ormir strode the dock as the sun dipped beyond the isles. In the North, such a lushness of life would be interpreted as a good omen. Warmer seas meant stronger summers, and a likely break in the frost above the ironwood forests. Here, the bloom only meant that time was passing, and each moment with it cementing Iskaldrik and its ruler further into history. 

The refugees’ plight had become one of many the Queen juggled, and though the threat of Aetheron invasion loomed along the northern border, there were closer threats to snub that took precedence. The King’s Hand blamed this negligence for his country’s slip toward obscurity. As representative, he felt the weight of their voice thinning in his throat within the small council. If there was no movement soon, Iskaldrik’s survivors would be just another faction osmosed into Eterna’s ecosystem of displaced and lost souls. In a few short generations, their descendants would have nothing left to connect them to their homeland.

Something solid knocked him from the spiraling thought. A stray shoulder had clipped his own. Leather scuffed as Ormir stopped and turned to address the owner. Crowds typically bent for him like a brook around a stone, but this one was obstinate. Was he becoming invisible, too? “I beg your pardon.” Ormir purred, though it sounded more akin to a demand than an apology. A smile waxed, heavily manufactured, over his face, as silver eyes flicked the stranger up and down. Assessing. Inquiring. Evening his temper, despite their proximity to the edge of the dock, and the allure of the reddish brine below. “I was miles away.” He reasoned.

[missdcalls]

"listen - our professor made it clear that the partners he selected were final. there won't be any switching or bartering to get someone new. so why don't we just...accept that, and work together on getting the best grade we can get?" carter's eyes are pleading with the other, but with how they've been - he isn't sure he's going to be able to win them over. // @persephonyed (based loosely on x)

[rising-dawn]

ੈ♡˳ for @peonyumi​ <3

usually, dawn loved valentine’s day. a whole day to celebrate love. but this year, his heart felt lost and confused. he hadn’t spoken to the one person he wanted to spend this day with more than anything in weeks, and he feared he was losing her. he thought sharing that kiss was the step that would lead them from a friendship and pining for more to being able to have a real relationship. that’s what he had hoped anyway. but now he didn’t even know if she felt the same way about him as he did about her.

all night he had been carefully scanning the crowd for the familiar blush of yumi’s cheeks and the sound of her laugh he had easily committed to memory. he had wanted to give her space, not wanting to make her uncomfortable by giving her unwanted attention, but in all honesty, he didn’t even know what she wanted. he had hoped tonight he would be harder to avoid and he could at least muster up the courage to ask her if he truly needed to move on or not. not that it would be that easy. it seemed that every little thing made him think of her. he had seen a sign on the side of the road for a mummy exhibit in a nearby museum and couldn’t help but think about the excited rants she would go on about archaeological breakthroughs where he may not have understood most of the words, but he definitely understood the way her eyes lit up so brightly. he had been so lost in thought until finally he heard it, that beautiful laugh that he had become so accustomed to bringing out of her himself.

[gcldcnhour]

@seolinah plot: here muse: richie porter

"right, so." richie clears his throat, tongue running across his teeth as he leaned toward her. "i'll be upfront with you, i was supposed to woo ya, get ya alone and then..." his head tilts as if to indicate what he meant. "but your husband, he's the real piece of work, wouldn't shut the fuck up about how ugly and awful you were." but with a swift motion of his hands he's clearing that statement. "he was projecting." the smile is back, enticing her, "and now i'm here to offer you a double-cross on him."

[glittersgcld]

Though he knew she had considerable strength of her own, Tyler caged Ophelia against him in with a firm grip. He pulled her backside against his front, his considerable length pressing into her through their layers. “I’m going to give you a head start,” he breathed into her ear. The woods were thick and inviting, if a bit haunting, when there were only a handful of days left before the full moon. And Tyler felt like hunting. “When I catch you, I get to have you right then and there.” // @desirousdreamers​

[woednesdayaddams]

@nancewheelr said : " you can't just sneak up on me ! "

nancy’s words ring familiar when they reach her ear drums. sneaking up became a reoccuring theme, as she often finds herself doing that to peers and strangers alike. it’s only natural, to hunt the prey by observing it carefully before attacking. and wednesday tend to be a menace to society, which led her to show off just how unexpected she could be, how much terror she can inflict, how dark it is for her to hide in one’s shadow before she struck them down. alas, that wasn’t the case with nancy wheeler — no ulterior, dark motives behind. she just approached her, admittedly in a quiet manner so that her presence would not be sensed until she wanted it to be revealed. perhaps, wheeler was right, but wednesday wouldn’t admit it.

“i approached you.” a statement to clarify her actions, although she did tip toe her way to reach nancy. “it’s not my responsibility that you didn’t see me coming.” a shrug is given whilst dark, obsidian hues stare right at nancy — or through her, as her vision tended to defocus every now and then. wednesday didn’t approach mike’s sister without a proper intention. a question perhaps would be a better term to wednesday’s hidden reasons. “anyway,” she continued, “my intention was to ask you something.” the contents dark and twisted, of a world that didn’t develop, or one that is yet to come. wednesday could vividly remember the contents of her prophetic vision, the town of hawkins painted red, a pool of blood standing where water used to run, the ashes of its historical buildings taken by the wind, forgotten, as if it wasn’t even there.

[swcctcrbittcr]

closed: @wastelcnds connection: based off here pippa just can't help herself !

she was straddled over his lap, skirt pushed up to the tops of her thighs. her head was buried into his shoulder, arms draped lazily around his neck as he all but ignored her. but pippa was needy, she was whiney and hated when the attention was diverted anywhere but her. so she shifts, his rough jeans pressing in just the right place against her clit and she pauses. it felt too good to ignore, and if he wasn't giving her what she needed well she would take it. she shifts again, hips rolling forward to hump his leg, face still buried in his shoulder as she slowly continues the motions, wondering how long it will take him to notice, if she could make herself cum before he did notice.

[therelignedstars]

@lowerqualityrp asked: ❝  i’m not threatening you.  ❞ (Mayhaps from Drowsy or Bruce? I'm pretty open, tho!)

"Good, cause I don't want to hurt you. You're a sweet guy, and I have a deep respect for your brother. So I wouldn't harm you anyway." She says, facing away from Bruce as she worked on his car. "What did you do to mess your car up this bad? When Charles said it got damaged, I didn't think it would be this bad." She sighs, still assessing the engine for damage.

[cstarling]

HARVEY DENT: I WARNED YOU THIS WOULD HAPPEN. and yet, the warning had not gotten through clarice's thick plate of hope. the wall that kept her believing that there was good in everyone, in spite of their flaws. she thought they had some things in common, her and harvey - the biggest being their want to do good in a place there was already so much bad in. they fought and lost, every single day, and a person could only fight for so long before that hope and goodness turned sour. and as much as she'd like to keep herself from becoming bitter, and jaded, gotham was making it hard for her. she imagined it was the same for him, as well. 'you did,' clarice agrees, crossing her arms over her chest, hands squeezing her sides - a woman keeping herself together. she's glancing down at the newspaper. heading questions whether the fbi is filled with corrupt agents, and the black and white photo of clarice starling makes her look incredibly guilty. brows furrow as she glances up at harvey. 'but it doesn't change anything, sir. i'm aware of what i fight for. this article means nothin' t'me,' not the complete truth, but she says it like she means it. @coinofsilver.

[thetisming]

amatonormativity: a romantic partner should be the most important person in EVERYONE'S life

NOT amatonormativity: MY romantic partner is the most important person in MY life, but i understand this is not the same for other people

allosexnormativity: EVERYONE should have sex and sex is something EVERYONE needs/wants/should want

NOT allosexnormativity: I PERSONALLY enjoy sex and love having sex because it makes ME feel good, but other people dont feel the same and that's okay

platonormativity: having friends is important for EVERYONE and EVERYONE needs/has/should have friends

NOT platonormativity: having friends is important to ME and I PERSONALLY love having friends, but there are people who dont and theres nothing wrong with that

faminormativity (is that the word?): family is important for EVERYONE and EVERYONE needs to have their family

NOT faminormativity: family is important to ME and I PERSONALLY need my family with me, but other people dont feel the same and i understand that

lovenormativity (again, not sure if this is a word): EVERYBODY feels love and there's something wrong wiith you if you dont

NOT lovenormativity: I PERSONALLY feel love and love people, but not everyone does and that's completely okay!

NOT amatonormativity: i dont have friends/have any desire to have friends, i am happy with other relationships/no relationships at all

NOT platonormativity: i dont have any desire to be in a romantic relationships, and i am happy with my platonic relationships

NOT allosexnormativity: i like hooking up with people and having one night stands or friends with benefits

NOT faminormativity: i care about my family deeply and am close with family members

NOT lovenormativity: i feel love for people i care about

it's not normative to personally enjoy something, so long as you respect that other people simply arent like you and aren't going to like the same things as you. taking down normativity is a two way street, allos and aspecs need to do it. support your local aros, aces, apls, afams and other aspecs today! remember to challange all normativities, and to not enforce other normativity by saying how bullshit other normativities are!

nothing is universal. romance is not universal. sex is not universal. friendship is not universal. family is not universal. love is not universal. nothing is universal.

[rising-dawn]

ੈ♡˳ for @ofxiang​​ !

it was honestly an accident. should dawn have gone out alone? no, but he really needed a bit to clear his head. how was he supposed to know he would stumble upon a bar on his walk? how was he supposed to know one drink to relax his mind would turn into three would turn into six? how was he supposed to know that orlando was much more of a party than he had previously thought? and how was he supposed to know that the walk back would be way more difficult to navigate than the walk there? he could hardly be blamed for the circumstances that had ended up with him sat on the curb on a random street in orlando in the middle of the night. 

when he had pulled out his phone to finally attempt to call for help, he had to think through who would get him in the least trouble for this. his manager would be the best option to come find him but then he would never be allowed out of his sight again. nikolai however, he could trust to not only still be awake but could get him home without anyone else having to find out about it, surely able to rely on his own experience with his party habits. not to mention, his was the first number he found, and dawn’s foggy brain was not handling fine motor skills the best at the moment. “hyuuuung,” he whined, as soon as the call connected. “i think i’m lost...”