#q.

[kyouka-supremacy]

[deadrlngers]

Separation can be a...terrifying thing.

Dead Ringers (1988) | dir. David Cronenberg

[thr0whands]

@r3vo1uti0nary

"My ultimate goal, as I've always stated from day one, was to be the very best. Not one of the very best. To be the WWE Champion, to be the standard-bearer. And it wasn't gonna happen sharing the spotlight with two other guys." — Seth Rollins, Destruction of the Shield (2015)

[jennasommers]

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES, S7E4 — I Carry Your Heart With Me

[kyouka-supremacy]

Oh my God. You know how in The Heartless Cur Akutagawa says that he wasn't afraid of going to hell, because nothing could ever be worse than the life he had lived up to that point? Akutagawa after getting together with Atsushi thinking he doesn't need to go to heaven because it can't be any better than every second he spent together with Atsushi.

[ninthriven]

Destiny Field Guides [04-06/24]

[edgydroned]

she would quietly listen to her explain, a feeling of guilt was beginning to entangle weigh down on her core. the fear in cyn's voice rang true through uzi's mic's, a familiar fear of being found out an shunned out for what she was, what she still had in her code. she knew that feeling too well. her expression softened, letting cold digits find their way to tangle in her boot strings.

a shaky scoff escapes her, shaking her head as she turns back to face her with the smallest smile she can muster. " relax. i said i was fine and... you don't you don't have to worry about me telling anyone. "

there's a silence that hovers around the purple drone, an uncertainty as she ponders whether to go on about her own burdening. now would be the perfect time to mention it, to at least tell someone about the thing that pestered her whilst no one was around. digital eyes side to side before squeezing shut and turning her head away again.

" just be careful. don't let anyone catch you doing any solver stuff. until you decide to tell n, your secrets safe with me. " she pauses, thinking again before pointing to cyn with a mocked stern expression. " and no more jump scaring me. "

Oh no, Uzi was asking questions now. Fear quickly covered her visor as Cyn looked right at Uzi, trying to find her words. Her eye's soon dipped down towards her shaking hands as if seeking the answers there. She needed to tell the truth...that's what good girls do.

╰─ ♥ ❝ Part of T..The Virus is still there... ❞ Cyn spoke, trying to keep herself from breaking down fully right now ❝ I have it U..Under control! Wrapped Up! ❞

She wasn't going to let it take control of her again, Refusing to hurt those around her like she had back then. Cyn was in control, Not the Virus. They both shared it, a part of it still lingering in Cyn's code. Lights were quick to snap back up towards Uzi with a concerned look covering her visor and metal face, as if begging Uzi not to say anything about it to the others, Mainly N.

╰─ ♥ ❝ I..I thought it would be Silly, I'm sorry Uzi ❞ Shaky hands moved to mess with a button on her shirt ❝ I wont U..Use it again! I promise! ❞

[drolta]

Castlevania + text posts part 2

[subtlehums]

northern ontario.

[babibread]

the many faces of hwang hyunjin.

[bvrningdcwn]

It was impossible for Vivian to answer his question, to let down her guard in that moment, more than she had already done. She had entirely unravel in his arms, admitted much more than she ever intended to do and there was some worry, deep inside of her, that it could be used against her. The games they had played for so long, they things they did to keep the other on their toes ran so deep that it was impossible to separate that from reality, to accept what she wanted. Did she trust Archie? Of course she did and it should have been simple to say so but it wasn't. They didn't do feelings other than jealousy and possession. Their history was complicated, their lives too intertwined to ever be separate and it went beyond the physical. Archie was first but it was because he had been there in a moment of need, when no one else in her life was by her side. She had needed a friend, someone who cared and he had been there. Vivian knew that but saying it out loud, admitting to such thing was a vulnerability that she only saw as weakness. Sitting in the car, that silent ride to her place was a stark contrast to how wild and free they had been moments before. There was something charged between them, something heavy and it unsettled Vivian. "I do trust you," she finally said, breaking the silence, as they got out of the car. Her voice was soft and low, the admission feeling like something more. It was strange, how hearing his words, words she wanted to hear, didn't ease her worries like she hoped it would. It should have made her relieved to know she mattered that much, that she was nearly the only one for him but instead it created tension in the pit of her stomach. Because it made everything so real, made them real and Vivian wasn't ready for that. The woman was his and being pushed against the door only reminded her of that, which made her sigh in delight. Archie's hands were holding her strongly and instinctively, her hands instinctively wrapped around his neck. "You don't have to earn it Archie, you already have it. You have all of me." And it was true, no one ever had Vivian the way he did and there was not one part of her that didn't feel like she belonged to him, even the parts that she didn't want, like her heart. Vivian cocked her head to the side, allowing the man better access to her neck as she pressed herself harder against him. "I won't insult you like that again." Saying that was the best she could in admitting she knew she had maybe hurt him with her words, that she maybe said something out of line. It was as much an apology as he could get. "i just want you," she said as her hands moved down his back. Vivian wanted all of him, wanting him in ways she never had before. "Stay the night," she added as her hands reached the hem of his pants. It wasn't something they did often, even if it was something they could do.

They're a mix of contradictions, they always have been and yet, he's never been more sure of anything. They do belong to each other, in every sense of the word, even in spite of their actions. The truth comes out in moments like this, where vulnerability and honesty merge together to force them to admit how they feel to one another. He's been gone for so long and his emotions are heightened because of it. She tells him she means what she says and he believes her, even though she came here with someone else, even if it's foolish to do so. Vivian could manipulate him so easily; with her body, her words, with everything she had to offer. Their secret language was something he couldn't shake, a form of communication he couldn't speak with another single soul. She was his kryptonite and she knew it, too. "Can you trust me?" He repeats her question to make sure he's heard it correctly, to make sure she understands exactly what it is that she's asking. They'd been in each other's lives since they were teenagers and although they thrived on playing games and toying with each other, he didn't think she could truly question such a thing. "With your life." Comes Archie's response. He's entirely serious, staring her straight in the eye when he says it, making sure she knows. They weren't just friends, they'd never been just friends and if they tried to convince themselves of that, the two of them were fools. "Do you, though?" He asks then, taking a step forward to brush her hair away from her face, removing a leaf from the tangle of black curls by her shoulder. "Do you trust me?" Part of him is afraid that he might not like the answer, especially if she's openly questioning it in front of him. The taxi ride is quiet and short, the two managing to sneak away from the party without being noticed. When they arrive at Vivian's place, he closes the door behind them and backs her dominantly yet softly against the wall. "I'd never fuck anyone else on the same night I've had you. Don't insult me like that. You're the best fuck I've ever had and you know it, baby." He growls, hands already gripping her hips, pinning her in place. "When I have you and we're able to be together, you're all I fucking want." She's always what he wants, what he craves, what he desires when he's alone even if he's never dared to tell her that. "If you want to show me how to earn your trust," Archie murmurs, lips dipping to place open mouthed kisses against her jaw. "Do it. Show me what you need."

[mothercains]

COURTNEY EATON as lottie matthews in yellowjackets s3e1

[batfleckgifs]

Batman v Superman : Dawn of Justice (2016) | Dir. Zack Snyder

[amomentxofhappiness]

Princess Charlotte was quite adorable worrying about whether he was cold or not. He made a mental note never to mention the hardship of training not to hurt her sensitivities. "Nah, it's okay your royal highness," he said with a little chuckle and shrug. "Plus the hard floor is good for the back," he joked adjusting his glasses with his index finger. "This translation is not half as bad as I expected. Surprising. I wonder if someone forgot it here..." If he hadn't chosen this life he would be teaching now, nose deep in a 15th century manuscript for sure. Also another topic not to mention her highness.

"It's okay princess, the room is warm enough. ," he said with a soft smile. "Did you eat something? You should eat something."

Charlotte was praying that she still wasn’t blushing. If she could conceal her childish, behaviors, and appropriate for a princess, no doubt, then everything would be fine. Thor would never know about her girly crush, and they could have this adventure in peace. She cleared her throat, ready to face the rest of the evening, whatever it had to offer. As Thor, busy himself, doing bodyguard things, Charlotte was able to calm herself back down and focus on the book in front of her. Small comforts would get her through the next couple days. Though the relief at knowing that Gabriel was fine, played a huge part in how she felt moving forward.

She kept quiet until Thor settled back down, a little surprised at his pallet on the floor. She had assumed, and looks like she assumed wrong, that they would have a makeshift sharing of the bed. “ I won’t tell a soul. ” She didn't think it was a detracting personality trait, but maybe to him it was. —Was he even comfortable? Curiosity peaked, she put her book down to ask the question, her tone curious and its normal soft pitch. “ Are you all right down there? The floor looks… cold. ”

[allison-scott]

ALLISON ARGENT Teen Wolf, S1E3