#punkunlimited

[therelentless]

V & NANDOR ;; incorrect quotes          ↳ { @punkunlimited }  

[delaurentiis]

[voltadcmar]

@punkunlimited​ ♥-ed [x]

“Ah - it’s you again.”

No, Kim is not surprised - he does cock a brow at the other, however, when he meets that now familiar gaze with his own dark irises, glancing up from his blue notebook. The movement of his pen stills, the sound of it scratching against paper stops, and the Lieutenant allows a second of silence to pass between them as he gives the other a once-over.

“...The man who wants to fuck me, I remember.” The tone of his voice is neutral, collected even, like he’s talking about something casual - like the weather report or whatever, really. Totally unimpressed.

“What brings you here this time?”

More shenanigans?, he wonders, but does not speak out loud. His focus slips back down to his notes instead, and he uses his thumb to flip the page, writes something down onto an empty one.

[violeteyedkiller]

@punkunlimited​ asked: ❛  if we were alone right now, what would you do to me ?  ❜

―  𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓  𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘  𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒. || Accepting

The question brought a wide, toothy grin to his features, showing off far too many, far too sharp teeth crammed in his mouth. What a delightful question.

   “Feed on your screams.” he hums. There was an odd way in which he said it that it could be taken either as a threat or as a flirtation. 

[chaotiicgoods]

@punkunlimited ♥’d for a starter from panam!

“You sure you’re alright, V ?” Panam asks with concerns in her features. She doesn’t care much for people in general, but V has done so much for her and for the Aldecaldos in general. She wants to be there for him, to offer him all of her support. And she has noticed how he seems to have strange reactions sometimes. Maybe he doesn’t want to talk to her about it, but she always wants him to know she’s there if he needs anything. “You did so much for me lately... If there’s something I can do, please, tell me.” 

[streetknown-moved]

“You got a fuckin’ problem with me, or what? Keep stealin’ all my goddamn jobs like you’re tryin’ to take my goddamn reputation. Who the fuck are you?” Is this the best place for a confrontation like this? Not really, but it’s not the worst place, either. Jig-jig street has definitely seen shit much more chaotic than this, but man, Vera is pissed. It didn’t take her too long to find the merc going after the same jobs she is-- he’s got a unique appearance and likes hanging out in loud places like these, just like she does. She shoves him up against the nearest wall, though she doesn’t pin him there. Instead, she steps back, just in case if he decides to try to pull a quick one and stab her in the fuckin’ stomach or something. // @punkunlimited​

[liminaled]

@punkunlimited sent: [ text ] –– if you love something, set it free. if it returns to burrow into your chest and die, it’s meant to be. / to rue

[ 10:37pm ] okay so when are you coming to burrow in my chest [ 10:38pm ] asking for a friend.....

[cyberpawn-arc]

❝  with a smile like that,  i can’t help but want to know your secret.  what’s got you so cheery today?  ❞

Conversational Sentence Starters

With the smile on their face, you'd think Vale had just won the lottery! But actually, that was far from true! They had just lost money instead of gaining it, but it was a good use of their eddies, they swear! Judging by the plastic bag stuffed and cradled in their arms, it was something pretty big too! Big and not a waste of cash? Let's see what they got!

"There was this little corner store in Pacifica, nearby the pier! A pet store! I didn't buy another animal, though, I promise! Insteaaaadd....I got a toy for Junior, my iguana!" Tearing the toy out of the bag, it was revealed that V had purchsed a ball with lots of holes in it! "What I'm gonna do is stick lots of leafy greens and hide some fruits in the center so Junior has enrichment! He gets to play with his food! That's why I'm so cheery, 'cuz I can't wait to get back and hang out with Junior!"

[therelentless]

A little note, left folded on Nandor's pillow, scribbled in Vincent's terrible printing: hey my sexy and cool vampire husband just leeving here 2 remind u how much I love u. I love ur hair & ur body & ur hansom face. sorry im not real good w/ notes!! just wanted to let u know u mean the world 2 me.

xoxoxoxo

ur pommagrante (sry cant spell),

vincent

{ @punkunlimited ;;

A note. Oh, a note. The second after he caught sight of it, he was already expecting the worst. A 'good-bye', a 'sorry', a long explanation of why he needed to leave and was never coming back. All that crossed his mind, but even with such thoughts, he reached for it and opened it to finally read whatever had been written inside. It was better to rip the whole thing like a ban-aid, that's what humans said, no? probably wrong.

Luckily for him, just a few words in and he could sigh with relief. The concerns were gone.

"X.O.X.O.X.O.....? looks like a little cute caterpillar." He had no idea what it mean, but he liked it. "Probably forgot the little antennae." With a smile on his lips, he folded the letter extremely carefully and made a mental note to put it along with the ones he had been saving throughout the centuries. "My, V. he's silly and cute like that." He made mention of this to the person behind the camera.

[voltadcmar]

Continued from [here] @punkunlimited​

Kim is somewhat surprised when the other actually scoops up the bits and pieces of ceramic from his own gloved hands - holding them gingerly, like they are something utterly precious that keep much more to their existence than the mere fact that they once had been one of the Lieutenant’s favorite mugs.

In fact, the gentle action surprises him so much that he needs a moment to even comprehend the situation at hand - and he finds himself blinking after a few seconds pass, his palms now empty, void of the pieces of white and soft orange.

“---Now, now - no need to fret. Things usually break at one point or another...”

There is a certain softness clinging to Kim’s dark voice as he speaks - almost careful, considerate. His hands fold in front of his groin as dark eyes peek at the shattered pieces the other cradles in his grasp, and he clears his throat about a second after.

“It was just a mug. A piece of dishware that can easily be replaced by another - there are other things in life that are much more precious than it ever was.”

Kitsuragi can let go of it - the sentimental value that clings to each and every single piece. It may take a day or two, but things will be fine. He’s survived much worse in his past than this.

[shireentheunburnt]

Alley Cats

Shireen clutched her shawl to her with one hand- the other holding her charred stag figurine over her heart- as she made her way down an unfamiliar alley. Not that there were a great many backstreets that were known to her, given her near confinement to her room and lack of opportunity to travel; but... but something didn’t feel right to her about this place.

It was that feeling of not belonging that ran through her whenever her mother used to look at her before she had nearly died amplified a thousand fold. She wasn’t meant to be here.

She shook off the accompanying thought that, perhaps, she no longer should be anywhere. That was an unhelpful thought, one likely prompted by lack of sleep. 

She had to find help, find her mother... 

“Hello?” she called, gazing about herself after taking a deep breath to steel herself. “Hello, please, is anyone there?”

@punkunlimited 

[redactar]

What are Leon's hobbies? (Or... what would Leon's hobbies be if his job didn't eat up his life lol.)

@punkunlimited // send raive hc questions

He actually keeps up with a few, especially after the Anti-Umbrella team is disbanded and converted to the DSO because he definitely had more time in HQ. But he's always kept up his guitar playing and is pretty good at it and would be considered an advanced player. He loves music.

Other than that, he likes reading and has a collection of scifi/fantasy books in his library. More of the latter than the former. He plays video games sometimes. He's pretty good at FPS, go figure. Cooking might be considered a hobby when he has the energy and desire to do so. And he collects knives.

[ayeshaarts]

“Punk never dies, it’s kind of the living dead” - Blauvet

“The Undergrounds”

9/9 Series, Oil on Pastel

[kxllerblond]

@punkunlimited​ [ TRY ] sender has confessed their feelings and receiver tries kissing them to see how they feel.

Admirers were not foreign to Clark. It wasn’t a conceited thing to point out simply because it was his reality and, truly, what kind of spawn of an incubus would he be if he did not attract such attention? That wasn’t to say he exactly took PRIDE in his ability to harbor such affections-—it could be just as much a curse as a blessing. Where it opened doors for him closed to others, it also meant he had to deal with quite a lot and put on a persona that absolutely drained him. 

For better or worse on that particular day, he didn’t FEEL like playing up whatever Bruce Wayne abomination of an act he usually did; he felt like being the absolute intolerable menace that was himself. He had the MANNERS at least to let V finish-—he was a monster, but he wasn’t RUDE. 

The kiss however was politely halted, a firm hand raised. ❝ I appreciate the compliment, truly. But I must protest on account of it being quite the unwise decision on your end and on account of my own disinterest. The prior is, I suppose, a personal observation up for debate but the latter I’m afraid is something that, though changeable, holds steady at this time. ❞ like everything else in his life, the man seemed incredibly blunt and practical about it all as if it was all just one big business exchange.

[liminaled]

@punkunlimited​ liked for texts!

[ 3:27am ] nobody will play monopoly with me [ 3:27am ] :( [ 3:29am ] apparently i’m a ‘cheat’ and i don’t make the game ‘fair’ for everyone else [ 3:30am ] but i make it FUN so why are they complaining

[gildedrxcker]

"Why are my boys fighting?"