#ortega fallen hero rebirth

[starrypawz]

Orange Sunsets from the sensory prompts

Sensory Prompts AO3 (Another very old prompt in the inbox dealt with)

Another evening, another rooftop.

Another evening where Ronan had received texts that were a variant of “Are you busy?”

Another evening where Ronan had responded (maybe a little too quickly) with, “Not really,”

Ronan can feel the ever present  background radiation of humanity as the late summer sunset starts to creep in. 

This area seems to be the current darling of les riche, nouveau, vieux, aspirante. A playground of hedonism, seemingly mercurial and irreverent. And brings a glittering electric thrum to the background radiation of Los Diablos that constantly pulses through their mind. 

But if they tune in further the thrum takes on it’s callous, paranoid and desperate and makes their brain itch if they pay too much attention.

But then, most things make their brain itch if they pay too much attention to it so that’s nothing new. 

“Aren’t you meant to be down there?”

Down There in this case referencing a nearby club where the thrum of the music can just be heard and it almost matches the thrum of the background radiation of humanity and it’s a little overwhelming.

But then most things are a little overwhelming, what else is new?

Ricardo shrugs, “Probably,”

“You look like you’re meant to be down there,” Ronan eyes him up. He’s dressed in a way that on the surface looks understated, ‘too cool to care’ but to those who know they know better.

“C’mon,” He sighs playfully, “Do we have to play this game?” 

“I mean do you blame me?” Ronan sighs, less playfully,  “You’re the flavour of the month, and you’re meant to be at the latest flavour of the month to create intrigue and yet-” 

“Yet?” He interupts with a raised eyebrow.

“You’re up here with me and not with your people?”

“My people huh?” 

“Yeah,” 

There’s something about that your people/my people that hangs weirdly heavy on the air now it’s been spoken but Ronan doesn’t have time to linger on that as he grins and takes a step closer and gently curls his fingers under Ronan’s jaw and that’s enough to make their pulse kicks up. 

He kisses them. 

It’s soft and tastes a little of whatever probably ridiculously expensive alcohol he’s been drinking and Ronan doesn’t even try to fight the way their body moulds to his as he pulls them in closer, a hand on the small of their back and they rest a hand on that deceptively understated shirt of his that was never intended to be touched by hands like theirs. 

He’s the one to break it and catches his lip as he pulls back and Ronan feels their pulse kick up even more. 

The sunset has no business making his artfully rumpled dark hair glow like a halo. 

“Do you really think those are my people?” 

[honeyglas]

You wish this moment could last forever.

[bastardnoodle]

i'm on my knees begging for a healing montage. i crave hurt/comfort like a hotdog yearns for relish and mustard

[kidhellion]

and then they lived happily ever after

[quiddling]

he’s a good listener

[fatalcn]

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[aurriearts]

ricardo based off michael leonard's twisting torsos

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[sunsetno4]

Let Vendetta have nir silly little dreams, you two.

This thought + plus one of the lines from Chen's apartment scene has been rolling around in my head for a few months now, so a quick comic had to be made. Vendetta just has an odd fascination with being buried, given it's so out of nir realm of reality? It's a joke, but the thought is a nice one especially if ne could be a cool little church grim on top on that~

Plus, doodling Anathema is always a plus. Ven and nem were such twins. :')

[ladyshivs]

An absolutely gorgeous piece by @rockboci starring my sidestep Lydia Becerra and Ricardo Ortega from Fallen Hero.

I love it so much Boci, my heart skips every time I see it, thank you so much 🥰

[moncuries]

ricardo ortega do u want me..

[trebuchet151]

They agreed to let Anathema take ONE photo with their polaroid camera. And they got tipsy enough to forget their jacket somewhere so Ortega's helping them keep warm, that's all. Don't make it weird.

Sequel to this post

Gonna start dropping links to songs from Corey's playlist that match the vibe of the art so here's Sugar by Sleep Token

[defenestratin]

you only get what you grieve

[honeyglas]

They’re just friends who used to be hero coworkers alright. Nothing going on.

[bastardnoodle]

knight ricardo for @kidhellion xoxo

[kidhellion]

Rangers playgirl/boy issue when

[currently-evil]

Dating Ortega as Sidestep and Puppet at the same time is the funniest thing i have ever seen. You are Ortega’s partner. You are Ortega’s sidepiece. He is lying to you. You are lying to him. No matter who he choose it would be always right choice because he would choose you. No matter who he chooses it would always be the wrong choice because he wouldn't choose you. He is cheating because it's another person. He is not cheating because it's still you. He is using you. You are using him.  Its both extremely funny situation and extremely concerning.