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Cold Bird SilhouetteHistory

Silhouettes of the cars of the Penguin character, including Maserati Quattroporte VI (M156) and Ghibli (M157) with widened wheel arches in purple plum color, dark blue Volvo 245 and Rolls-Royce Cullinan in plum.

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[emolionsrawr]

*the 118 doing trauma salad*

chimney: hey, my named howard, i go by chimney, and after i proposed to my ex, she broked up with me, which lead me to being in a car accident which caused a rebar go through my head, and i brought the bowl

buck: hi, my names buck, and before i was born my brother developed cancer, which caused my parents to create me to be a perfect genetic match, they took my bone marrow and he died a week later, and i bought the nerds

eddie: my names eddie, my ex wife left me and our son after i went through something traumatic, and i bought the sweedish fish

buck: hey, my names buck, and when i was a child i used to have to hurt myself to get my parents attention, and even then it didn't work, and i bought the war heads

hen: hey! my names hen, and my ex wife got out of prison and used my emotions against me which lead me to cheating in my wife, then used that against me to try to take our son away from me, and i bought the nerds clusters

buck: hey! buck again, my first real girlfriend ghosted me after she left for dublin, and then came back three years later with a fiancee, she never broke up with me, and i bought the twizzlers

bobby: hey, my names bobby, and i watched my father lose himself to alcholol which later killed him, which caused me to start drinking at the sweet sweet age of 9, and i bought the gummy bears

buck: sup, its buck, and after i lost the first person on the job i went to a therapist who used my trauma to get laid, which i later realised was assault, and i bought the reece's pieces

eddie: hey, my names eddie, and my wife came back into my life, came back into my sons life, only to die in front of us, and i bought the malteasers

buck: you know the drill, and when my father figure was suspended pending investigation a teenage bomber who had it out for him put a bomb in the ladder truck, which caused the truck to land on me when it blew up, crushing my leg and leaving me with phantom pain, and i bought the hershey kisses

chimney: hey, my names chimney, and my dad prefers my younger brother, and i bought the tangfastics

buck: me again, after i got blown up i had a P.E in front of my whole family at my welcome back barbeque which caused my father figure to have a panic attack and not want to let me back onto the team! and i bought the nerd clusters

bobby: hey, my names bobby, and i was in an accident which gave me extreme back pain which lead me to a drug addiction, and one night after a bender i fell asleep and left the space heater on which caused my whole apartment building to burn down, killing my wife and kids as well as over 150 people, and i bought the marshmallows

buck: hey! me again, after the P.E my best friend asked me to look after his son, so i took him to the pier where we was hit by a tsunami, i found him but then we were separated for eight hours and the whole time i thought he was dead, and i bought the nerd ropes

buck: oh! me again, after the tsunami and finding out my captian was holding me back i sued the city, ruining my friendships along the way, and i bought the toffee

eddie: hey, my names eddie, after my wife died i got into an illegal fight club and got addicted, and i bought the strawberry hearts

buck: hey! me again! hi! my ex girlfriend almost got two of my friends killed because she decided a news article was more important than their lives! and i bought the toxic wastes

chimney: fuck taylor kelly

hen: fuck taylor kelly

buck: hey! me again-

bobby: okay we're down the bowls full

buck: BUT I HAVENT EVEN GOT TO THE-

bobby: no.

eddie: I also have more. My childhood trauma. My son leaving. The time I got shot. My time in the army. How I received my purple star. And so on.

chimney: Oh! I also have more. Kevin dying in front of me. My mother dying. Jonah. I could go on.

hen: I have more too! Everything with Mara. My own childhood trauma. That time my son nearly died and I was the paramedic working on him. Jonah. I can still continue.

bobby: I also have more BUT THE BOWLS FULL!

athena: what are you doing?

buck: trauma salad

athena: oh! well then my name is-

bobby: the bowl is FULL

athena: BUT I HAVENT EVEN SAID ANY OF MINE AND I HAVE A LOT

athena: Hi, I’m Athena and when I was 9 a girl in my neighbourhood went missing and then years later, we found her remains in the concrete of the conservatory of my parents house after my father had a stroke and he was them framed for her death and I BOUGHT A GOD DAMNED NEW BOWL!

buck: YAY NEW BOWL! hi it's me again your favourite traumatised firefighter, one time i got struck by lightning and died, and ended up in a weird coma dream where my dead brother was alive but my father figure was dead and i didn't know anyone i loved and i was fighting for my life, and i bought the sherbert lemons

Bobby: I was dead you didn’t tell me I was FUCKING DEAD?!

buck:... OH LOOK THE BELL IS GOING BYE-

bobby: THE BELL ISNT RINGING GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT-

ravi: *sighs* didn't even get to my childhood cancer

athena, placing new bowl down: they’ll be back. We have a new bowl to fill.

[goldfishontheceiling]

TEAM E-SCOPE (+ Owen) BEACH HEADCANONS!!

Pronouns for these HCs:

Izzy: She/They/Xe (Izzy uses neoprounouns it's canon I'm Fresh TV /j)

Eva: She/He

Owen: He/Him

Noah: He/They

Izzy:

- insists on driving (do NOT let her drive!!)

- loves sitting in the front

- stares out the window or sings along to the radio most of the car ride

- begs Eva to stop at the gas station

- xe always gets sour gummy worms

- no sour gummy worms? sour patch kids

- no sour patch kids? sweedish fish

- no sweedish fish? RIOT

- absolutely LOVES the water

- they go out super deep and scare the shit out of everyone

- chases the icecream truck until xe gets the whole group icecream

- *borrows bridgette's surboard* *tries to surf* *fails miserably*

- 100% brings googles

- likes catching fish with their bare hands (or teeth)

-she splashed Eva once (and got thrown headfirst into Owen's sandcastle as a result)

- collects seashells

- tries to take home crabs as pets

- a little more chill on the ride home but this is Izzy we're talking about xe's never chill

Eva:

- designated driver (has road rage)

- *aggressively honks horn* "DRIVE FASTER BITCH"

- always gets some chocolate and a coffee at the gas station

- hates the radio but plays it for Izzy (she keeps the mp3 player on standby incase it gets too bad)

- mostly swims with Izzy or plays volleyball

- *plays volleyball with some strangers* *gets mad and chucks the ball at one of their faces*

- tries to relax (emphasis on the tries)

- she knows cpr!!

- he gets salt water and/or sand in her eyes everytime

- will yell at you (lovingly) if you forget to put on sunscreen

- he makes sure everyone drinks water (no Izzy ocean water doesn't count) and stays hydrated!!

- wears sunglasses pretty much the entire time

- will make sure nobody tracks sand into the car

Owen:

- sits in the back with Noah

- he gets everyone to play "I spy" with him (Izzy can't focus, Noah's half asleep, and Eva's more focused on trying not to scream then things that are the color yellow)

- if the others are busy/don't want to play he usually whips out the DVD player

- did I mention that he collects DVDs? his favorite movies are cloudy with a chance of meatballs, toy story, and ratatouille

- always gets gummy sharks or jolly ranchers

- Owen packs the best snacks and brings things they all like (strawberries, veggie straws, goldfish, cheez its, etc)

- he even made sandwiches and fruit salads!!

- the water's nice and all, but the SAND!!

- he makes the best sand castles

- since Owen canonically has 3 brothers, he knows a lot of games (sand castle building contest, marco polo, "who can dig the deepest hole in 5 minutes," etc)

- gives the seashells he finds to Izzy

- speaking of Izzy, xe burries Owen in the sand atleast once everytine they go

Noah:

- he ususally drives for shorter trips, but long car rides make him tired

- you can not convince me that this man doesn't latch on to Owen like a koala when he naps

- Owen angles the DVD player somewhere they could both see incase Noah wakes up

- at first, Noah just reads a book (or stares out the window when he gets carsick) but he always ends up falling asleep at some point

- whenever they stop at the gas station, Owen always makes sure to get something for Noah

- they always bring their book with them to the beach

- he protects that book like a lifeline

- once he either finishes the book or the others bug him enough, THEN he does stuff

- Izzy always tries to convince them to get in the water

- 9 times out of 10 he says no

- but on the occasional times they say yes, they almost drown

- Owen carries Noah pretty much everywhere lmao

- he doesn't really like water (and no I won't be making an IOTS refrence no matter how tempting it is)

- they help Owen with his sand castle!!

- Noah isn't much of a beach person but that doesn't mean he can't have fun

- and ofc he falls back asleep on the ride back

[dumblemonchickenwing]

Hi .. hope you are doing well with beloved 🌹

iam motaz a nurse from Gaza .. married to fedaa a pediatrician .. father of 3 lovely children ..

writing to you these words with tearing eye and a heavy heart ..

‏. as it may be our last hope of survival !

it is not easy for me to ask for help from other but being a father of these lovely kids makes me very responsible for their safety and protection so i have to do any thing to keep them safe ..

we lost every thing because of this violent war !

Life here became unaffordale and unsafe for any human ..

please please help me carry my children to safety ..

i wish my words could explain even little abit of what i am carring in my heart

Vetted by 90-ghost

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[theoriginalfool]

So my world is something else or so I like to think. BUT the main land is called The Arcona or just Arcona and it's sweedish and I can't tell u what it means but i do know that it is "Austin Rover Cars of North America" I have no clue who Austin Rover is but he has something to do with cars

[therabidkell]

Ok so-

I thought I was just mostly Polish-Irish with a little bit of other stuff, but in the car me, my sister, and my mom all got talking about this and(in my mom's words) we're European mutts, as not only am I Polish and Irish, I'm also Sweedish, Dutch(At least I'm pretty sure that's what my mom said), and Dainish.

Then we got talking about my dad, and while my mom said he's some of the things I listed before, she thinks he might also be a bit German and French. I might be part German and French.

That's Polish, Irish, Sweedish, Dutch, Danish, German, and French and there might be more.

Never before have I been so interested in what I am, like, I gotta take a DNA test or something idk I gotta know, and the uncertainty is killing me.

[snippychicke]

I will probably never write this out, but I outlined it and thought it was too cute to share. An Otto/OC(self-insert tbh) story with a happy ending.

Allison's husband Raymond gets a very unsettling surprise when Otto starts trying to get out of the rolled carpet. Turns out he was unconscious but not dead. He freaks out because a beat-up woozy white guy in a black man's house is going to get him in jail, and likely dead. 

He helps Otto into his car and races to one of the few allies he knows, a nurse from a local hospital. She helps him get him into her home and promises to keep silent (though doubts the story he tells her, because to her it sounds like gibberish.)

She takes care of him in her old family home. He wakes up while she is cleaning his wounds.She begs him not to kill Raymond, stating he's a good man who got in over his head. That no one should be judged on one mistake.

He leaves and searches for Axel but there is no sign of him at the cat house. Some of their stuff is there, but all of Axel's belongings are noticeably absent. It's been years since he was truly alone. The ache of losing both brothers hits him hard. 

Otto wanders around Dallas but ends up back on the nurse's porch, where she finds him sitting on the stairs looking absolutely dejected and lost.She has seen a lot of different people on wrong paths in their life. Offers him a bed as long as he needs it, fusses at his wounds that reopened? Leg wound too? She pointedly doesn't ask questions, and he appreciates that.

They fall into a domestic situation that he is unused to. He is used to living on the road, always travelling and hunting. He needs something to do but isn't ready for an ordinary job. The house is run down, and she explains her father meant to fix it with the supplies in the garage but never did. 

It gives him something to do. She of course gets flustered by seeing him sweaty and shirtless but does her best to be respectful. He masters the skills needed by stumbling through the how-to books left behind, with her helping occasionally when he silently points to a word. And of course physical labor is rather easy for him.

She wants to thank him and asks around to find Swedish recipes and such.

The night she makes a sweedish dish as a thank you, he breaks somewhat. She apologizes profusely, saying she didn't mean to. He hugs her. Well, pulls her down into his lap is more like it, desperate for physical touch. She settles in his lap and just lets him cry into her shoulder, soothing his hair and reassuring him it would be okay.

They shift from roommates to friends as the weeks pass. Her obvious trust in people leaves him on edge. He makes a habit of making sure doors and windows are secure because she never does. She fusses at him to take breaks and relax, wondering why he is so paranoid in her opinion. They enjoy early mornings together on days off. 

They also adopted all the cats. She wakes up to the half of a dozen cats wandering the house, acting like it's theirs now. When she asks where they came from, Otto just shrugs. She gets use to it quickly when she sees it brings him some sort of peace, and sees the mouse infestation vanish in a fortnight.

She does start to drag him out once in a while on her days off. To the theatre, street festivals, and to other such events. Otto seriously starts to wonder how she hasn't been killed yet because trouble seems to follow her. Especially when white men see her being polite to poc, whom she tends favor more than others. Otto has to stop a few fights from being started with a strong glare. Just his presence diffuses more than one fight, and she has to admit she feels a lot safer with him at her side.

But one time he's maybe distracted at a fair, thinking of buying her a small cat charm she had been eyeing but denied herself, and comes to find some assholes getting rough with her and he loses it. The assholes are on the concrete within seconds. She is barely able calm him and begs him to quit as he's punching the man that smacked her, but manages to pull him away and go home.

She cleans his bruised and cut knuckles with shaky hands and he stops her so he can tend the split lip on her own face. 

"They hurt you...I'm sorry."

He has barely spoken monosyllabic words at this point, so she tears up. She enjoys the feeling of him cupping her face, and presses his hand tighter to her cheek as she laughs and says he easily paid them back 10 fold. 

He realizes this cute little nurse has become dear to him.

She realizes she's fallen for her housemate. 

Then the commission steps in. The new council asks Otto to return because their reduced numbers. Except he's already lost both of his brothers to them, he cannot lose her too. He doesn't feel strong enough to stand on his own. He turns them down, and turns back inside to wrap his arms around her as she is cooking. No kissing or words, just holding her in his arms as she sways. 

Herb comes alone a few days later. Otto turns to leave but Herb stops in his his tracks by offering to track down Axel. Not because to get them back for the commission, but as a peace offering for what happened to them. The offer makes him torn. On one hand it's his brother, Axel. The last of his family. But yet he still has nightmares of Axel choking him, even though he knows it's not his brother's fault, which leaves him conflicted. And he's built a life in Dallas. Helps the neighbors both colored and none with any heavy labor needed. And of course his budding relationship with the woman.

But ultimately it's his brother. Family. He cannot give up the chance. He leaves her a simple note asking her to stay safe. (he drafted over a dozen notes which she finds in the trash, ranging from promises to come back and ones where he thanks her for her kindness, and others scribbled out harshly she cannot make out the words.)

And when she realizes he left hurt it breaks her heart. She still fusses over the cats, but can't bring herself to do much more than work and sleep. Her friends try to pull her out for nights on the town, but she cannot. 

It takes weeks but Otto finds wherever the hippies have travelled to, the reunion of brothers is heartbreaking. The Cult fear the worse as the two storm towards each other before embracing tightly, trying hard not to cry. Axel thought he was dead, that he killed him. So to see him all be and okay breaks his facade. 

He begs for forgiveness, but Otto immediately assures him there is nothing to forgive. 

Otto brings Axel back to Dallas. When the woman sees him coming down the street, she forgets propiet and races down the sidewalk to jump into his arms. Axel watches both surprised and amused as his brother holds the tiny woman close. The woman is too emotional to think and ends up confessing her feelings in a jumbled mess. Otto silences her with a kiss, soft and sweet. Which she turns into a rather long intimate one.

Otto awkwardly introduces Axel after his brother clears his throat during the couple's kiss. "Can he stay with us, Älskling?" Otto asks, pushing her hair away from her tear-streaked face.

She happily says yes. 

Axel enters the house and the first thing he sees are the cats.

Otto: "What? You think I could leave them?'

Axel: *did leave the cats to fend for themselves* …

Just need to figure out a way for Oscar to show up sans his one leg but otherwise okay. Maybe he was a patient she has been caring for at the hospital?

Axel and Oscar quickly accept her as their little sister-in-law. Ships their brother with her so hard and push them together. Sets up so many cute dates for the two that usually end up not going as planned but still cute

Edited: i lied

[ruggedfae]

Tag game: 50 Qs

Tagged by @hartigays forever ago and I forgot about it in my drafts lol

1. what is the color of your hairbrush? I don't actually brush my hair... but the brush in my bathroom is a wooden boar bristle one.

2. name a food you never eat: Sushi

3. are you typically too warm or too cold? I'm always cold. I run hot so my heat is always escaping me.

4. what were you doing 45 mins ago?  Reading a fic

5. what’s your favorite candy bar? I'm not really a candy person. But I like chocolate and caramel together.

6. have you ever been to a professional sports game? uhh nope.

7. what is the last thing you said out loud? “Fuck"

8. what is your favorite ice cream? Mint chocolate chip

9. what was the last thing you had to drink? Soda

10. do you like your wallet? Yeah. It's black leather and I painted Anarchy shit on it

11. what is the last thing you ate? My momma's pasta and sauce

12. did you buy any new clothes last weekend? Nope. I'm trying to cut down.

13. what’s the last sporting event you watched?  I never watch sports tbh.

13. what is your favorite flavor of popcorn? I hate popcorn lmao

14. who is the last person you sent a text message to? My mom

15. ever been camping? only once or twice

16. do you take vitamins? sometimes

17. do you regularly attend a place of worship? if the forest counts then yes.

18. do you have a tan? Yeah, from Cali. But it's fading and I'm sad..

19. do you prefer chinese food or pizza? I only like Chinese food from this one place I've been going to since I was a kid. So pizza?

20. do you drink your soda through a straw? only when I go to restaurants or fast food places

21. what color socks do you usually wear? Uh usually black but lately I wear my green wool mountain socks!

22. do you ever drive above the speed limit? Wtf is a speed limit? I thought those things were suggestions.

23. what terrifies you? My loved ones dying.

24. look to your left, what do you see? A T.V

25. what chore do you hate most? I don't have chores lol I mean like... general necessities putting groceries away always annoys me for some reason.

26. what do you think of when you hear an australian accent? Sexy... but also Jay (one of my headmates)

27. what’s your favorite soda? Mt. Dew

28. do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? Drive thru... duh.

29. what’s your favorite number? 23

30. who’s the last person you talked to? My mom (I'm a momma's boy if you haven't noticed)

31. favorite cut of beef? T-bone 🐺👅💦

32. last song you listened to? hmm I don't remember. Something on my sleep playlist on Spotify

33. last book you read? haha! I don't read books, nerd. Only fanfics.

34. favorite day of the week? I mean they're all the same tbh 🤷🏼‍♂️

35. can you say the alphabet backwards? Yeah right!

36. how do you like your coffee? Not a coffee person.

37. favorite pair of shoes? My combats

38. time you normally get up? Uhh currently, between 9am and 11am

39. what do you prefer, sunrise or sunsets? Sunsets. But both really. I just hate being tired in the am to see the sunrise.

40. how many blankets on your bed? currently 3. My heating blanket, my quilt and my duvet.

41. describe your kitchen plates. Plain white ceramic.

42. describe your kitchen at the moment. Slightly cluttered from all the cooking I did yesterday for the Halloween party. But cozy cause we have all the winter throws on the couches and pillows.

43. do you have a favorite alcoholic drink? Almost anything with Vodka in it. But there green tea shots and these sweedish fish shot from my local gay club are BOMB!

44. do you play cards? Yep

45. what color is your car? White

47. can you change a tire? Technically, theoretically, but I haven't had to actually do it yet so I don't knkw LMAO!

48. your favorite country? Uh... Italy or Scotland

49. favorite job you’ve had? Florist

Tagging: @pretty-bratty @prettyboyporter @harringrovetrashh @daggers---drawn @hoegrove @catharrington @memes-saved-me (sorry if you've already been tagged)

[aliypop]

Apatia

Word Count: 3,235

Character Count: 17,58

Warning: Slight murder?

A/N: this is the third part to Empatia and Simpatia so I really hope you guys enjoys and please let me know if you do!

"Seems you're home early.." Hannibal said a soft smile on his face, "It would seem so if this were my home," the lawyer grumbled her leg resting on one of his pillows, the doctor had told her that resting would give herself a bit more strength than when she had entered the hospital, but as always she was reluctant and hard-headed, staring out the window in the living room she focused on the raindrops something she had been doing lately other than trying to cook in Hannibals unexplainably Sweedish supplied kitchen, 

"Have you taken what the doctors prescribed you yet.."  he sat next to her on the couch, watching the way the dim lamp lighting made her glow as if she were heaven-sent.

" Madness can be a medicine for the modern world. You take it in moderation, "  mumbling as eyes focused on the case trying to read Wills chicken scratch handwriting, "Is that not what you've always told me, " Shanel asked, her tone of voice blunt and oozing with sarcasm,  "It is but it's best if you take them in this case to heal," trying not to get aggravated with her although she had only been out the hospital for a week, he still couldn't hide his concern for what he found in her file, "You should leave me alone .." she mumbled under her breath trying to verbally push him away, 

"You feel like you're sinking, " he looked at her,

"I'm fine.." she looked away from his shark-like gaze.

"You barely come out of your room, " he sighed, watching her avoid his eye contact, "Why is that?"

"Well, Doctor Lector.. if we're playing a game of doctor-patient.." she tried not to lash out at him, her fingers fidgeting around the fabric under her, "This isn't my home, I question why I agreed with you to stay, nothing I own is even here," Shanel sighed, attending to her note again Hannibal closing her notepad, 

"You've been awfully rude lately.. " he growled much as a lion would growl to get a lamb to grovel at its feet, dark honey eyes glared at his amber ones, 

"Maybe I would enjoy it if I was home in my apartment, or if I didn't have nightmares every night, or if I wasn't such a!" she covered her mouth, turning away from him quickly, Hannibal could sense and smell what was going on with her he could practically taste her sleepless nights the stench of her depression her aching bones from working herself too hard let alone the way she startled around him lately, he'd only seen this in a few older clients, but never this close, 

"How long have you been surviving post-traumatic stress disorder," he sat down on his chase, sketchbook open, "If you must know.. I've been suffering from this since I was little.." she mumbled, focusing on his hands, his face the way it no longer blurred, instead, he stood out among the darkness surrounding him, 

"You've gone through quite an awful lot of psychiatrists have you not..' he looked up, catching the lighting from above her head as she continued to talk, 

"I have, even a few mental hospitals.." she laughed, "I bit my doctor a few times got punished for bad behavior ."  her eye's now on him as she rests her head on the arm of the couch her dark hair framing her face landing on her shoulder, the dark circles under her eyes definitely indicated her lack of sleep, much like Will Graham who too seemed to almost suffer from something slightly similar, but that was neither here nor there in the matter, 

"Quid pro quo Doctor Lector.,"  she suggested, 

"I beg your pardon.," he responded, stopping in his tracks of sketching. 

"I tell you things, you tell me things," she smirked, placing her head in the palm of her hands, "nothing has to deal with my case file," she suggested as he nodded. A little game with the young lawyer wouldn't hurt at least he had hoped it wouldn't, 

"How long have you been orphaned," she asked, "If you lie, I will uncomfortably lick you.." she stared deep into his ever so changing soul, pencil now on paper, besides she was always told it's best to know the person you live with then break bread to a stranger, " I was 8 years old," he looked directly at Shanel, not knowing the first question would be such a big blow to his oh so secretive past that not many knew about it, his own secrets to the grave he'd say, 

"Your aunt was she a.. nice lady?" she watched the tension in his back, and how it made him stiffen up, "She taught me a few tricks.." he laughed playing off the stings one by one,  

"Quid pro quo, tell me about your boarding  school years," 

" Quid pro quo, why did you leave Florence but yet forget me.," her voice turning into a small tremble, there wasn't a sleepless night when she was a young girl that she didn't think of her perfect stranger in the museum, after all, her mind palace was modeled after it, the silence between them felt as if someone had died and was never coming back, neither party wanted to break it they didn't know-how, the air was deathly still as she collected her thoughts, her phone ringing the caller idea flashing Will Graham's number, "Duty call's" getting up from the couch using her crutch limping about to the front door,

"Jack wants to see you in his office," Will said, "How soon can you get here?" 

"Well, need I remind you I am an hour away and injured?"  she stated behind gritted teeth as she got into her car, "Patience is virtue Graham .. but clearly it's not enough," she mumbled under breath, the headquarters, unlike Hannibal's home, was brighter and a lot less bleak in the mix, though the odd aroma caused by decaying evidence, however, leave a trace in her naval cavity it wasn't as bad as,

 "You and your ship bottle aftershave.." she laughed, 

"I keep getting it for Christmas.." he shrugged, noticing something off about her. 

"Remind me to buy something else, perhaps Dolce and Gabbana?" she patted him on the back a snicker leaving her lips, walking towards Crawford's office never felt that long of a walk it was usually five minutes but with crutches and a limp it was five hours or so it seemed in her head, 

 "Will you've changed .." Shanel pointed out, "you've been irritable .. lately losing lack of sleep... " she looked at his tired blue eyes his curls still springing to life on his head unlike him, "First, Lector now you..." he kept his gaze off of hers a thing he usually did, 

"And since when did you become so wise with psychology .." 

"Damn it, Will, last time you got close you almost died I sat there every day in your hospital room waiting for you to breathe or.. or move you're my friend, and I can't let you suffer!"  she growled, throwing her crutches down out of anger,  

he only laughed at the way she reacted, "And yet you can," he snarled walking inside, seeing Alana and Jack who were like usual discussing Will Graham with his shaky mental health, Shanel only sighed looking at the scruffy consultant's reaction as he pulled at a seat for his favorite lawyer, Shanel could only feel discomfort in herself and around her, never truly understanding why they called in a lawyer from another state she sat there dreaming off until they mentioned her name which never really happened,  

"Are you going to let his love go to waste?" Hannibal asked as his voice echoed through the gallery halls longer than ones in a cathedral, Shanel knew where she was though still getting used to transporting herself there and getting out was the hard parts, " You ask me questions and, never answered mine, why is that," she asked looking down seeing that her suit was now a pink dress sheer showing her vulnerability but with solid silk showing all she was hiding, flowing behind her was long fabric making her look so well put together even when she felt that she wasn't, standing before her was Hannibal, and as usual, he was in white a color that suits him very well, "You're a challenging one," he said offering his hand out to hers waiting for her to take it,

 "Am I..."  she asked him, watching the way her hands came to her side, " And what's this about love going to waste.." her response snappy, 

"The way you look at Graham.." 

"What about it.."  she walked by his side, "You think I love.. " she saw him nod as she laughed, knowing he wasn't her type at all, instead of Will her interest was more on someone who was intellectually competent skilled in the arts and a lover among many things, 

"Well do you, Ms. Mahone," 

"Ms. Mahone.."

"Ms. Mahone.." Jack sighed, "Are you sure you're able to take on this case.." watching how she reacted, Shanel had understood most of what Jack asked of her, " As her appointed lawyer you want me to consult with Hobbs seek out that her wishes have been fulfilled and keep her record clean," she recited back to him her head feeling like it could pop off at any moment, however, she wasn't the only one feeling the same way, Hannibal watched the move in company as they emptied the truck of his new roommate per se items scuffing up her pure gold headboard and nearly ripping her king-sized mattress, 

"Do be.. careful with that," he grumbled seeing how rude they were made him want to smash the very blood and brains in their heads against the walls, he wanted her return to their now shared home to be breathtaking and impressive even though she drove him up a wall with her condition that she'd been avoiding to talk about, walking into what was now her closet he took notice of what she had made the hidden compartment into, stocked with her guns, knives, and sedation medication along with several embalming fluids that not even he could get his hands on anymore without his license, but what caught him off guard the most was her pink suit that almost resembled a two-piece rain set, which made him feel two things, curious and slightly scared of what a short woman like her was capable of doing,

"Hannibal, I'm here.." she said announcing herself through the door, scraping off the access blood off her hands, as well as the leftover brains that were now on her heels, "That'll teach you lot not to go for the cookie jar," she raised her heel up pressing it into one of the victim's necks, rotating the point on his sternocleidomastoids,

 "Do you eat vocal cords," she asked hearing Hannibal  come across the steps,

"Should I perhaps be worried as to why you asked.." he looked down seeing blood on his wood floors and barley any on Shanel, "If so I'll be sure not injure them if not.." she began pressing the pressure deep into the man's neck hearing him gargle blood as the bones snapped one by one like a button on a shirt, "They were entirely rude, he scuffed your beautiful furniture, and If I'm not mistaken, he smells of tortured children..," he pointed towards the man under her foot as she took her finger tasting the pure sweat from the works face,

 "I believe you're correct! " she laughed, eyes almost a pitch-black from the lust she received from killing, this was the side he had wanted to see, how she committed her art of personal treason the faces made, and how the trophies were made if any were even kept, to see the true her was knowing everything he needed to see, 

"Did you want a piece of the action?" she turned to him watching how he carried the bodies over his shoulders like pigs left to slaughter, "I've got it from here," he smiled walking through the kitchen and into another forbidden door across from the wine pantry, standing like a deer in headlights she remained still and never once moved, "You don't have to be scared little lion," he said  hearing her bare feet on the ground, from her soft walk he could sense she was a ballerina almost a pro, heading down the many flights of steps limping down, she could feel the breeze of trust pass her way, along with an unfamiliar sensation crossed, that she'd almost call it admiration for the slightly older man, 

"Well, isn't this adorable a torture basement, you know.." she began, placing the bodies on the surgical table as she took a needle out from the heel of her shoe connecting it to the victim's arm and IV, 

"Yes, nurse Mahone," he joked, looking at the way she played doctor with him, "My father had one of these when I was little, installed it himself, so many times I walk and.. he was cutting a finger or an eye," she sighed almost flashing back to those times, he took the plastic tube from her, caressing her finger a way to remind her that her scars were a reminder that past was real, a lesson she had tended to forget,  "How was your day back on the field," his hand finding his favorite surgical tool, 

"Crawford wants me on the case around, Hobbs at most times, meanwhile Bloom thinks I'm not ready to be back, and Graham thinks everyone's attacking him," she sighed,  stitching the eyes aggressively together pricking herself, "Merda," she grumbled Hannibal took her finger, placing it to his lips taking a bit of the sweet, decadent taste on his tongue, not paying any attention to how flustered he made Shanel he could smell the scent which was just enough for him to know he was on the right track.,  "Such language ..," commenting on what she had muttered under her breath,

 "You speak Italian .." she questioned, removing her hand from near his mouth " The might be a safer bet, he has liver, pancreatic, and lung cancer not what you'd want to serve to your guest tonight," she mentioned waiting for his answer as he nodded, " My mother was Italian  Simonetta Sforza-Lecter," he studied her reaction to the name seeing how she froze in her tracks, the name was so familiar, but couldn't place where she had heard it, 

"And yours?" he asked, "Only finishing our little game from earlier," he smirked, giving her a wink.

"Rosetta Leoni Addorio Mahone" he looked at her in shock but saw how the resemblance was uncanny, it had been so many years since he had last seen yet even been in Italy that he didn't even think twice to names, "Perhaps we'll talk after dinner, our guest will be here any moment, " he said seeing Shanel leave up the steps ascending like an angel, soaking in the tub her mind couldn't help but wonder about what she experienced from lector, one moment they're nearly at each other's throats, and the next moment he's trying to doctor her up and butter her up to get her to trust him, as she looked at the bubbles around her they seemed to have been showing her a new her the suds began getting dark,  the feeling of something tugging at her feet weighing her down while the water was as black as blood in the moonlight, she kept gasping for air, but she couldn't breathe scream or even shout, trapped watching her past float around while the taste of Iron scaped into her mouth, 

"Shanel..." a voice said calling out to her,

"Shanel.." She sank deeper the water becoming thicker seeing a bright light at the end, 

"Shanel, are you alright?" Hannibal wrapped her in a towel, checking for her pulse feeling her shiver much like a helpless kitten, "Can you hear me..." he asked opening her mouth, wheezing and coughing occurred but it was a sign that she was alive and well, frazzled from what she saw she hid her face deep into his neck knowing that what she once was becoming came to return to her,  he sat her down on her bed as Shanel kept clinging on to Hannibal his scent calming her down, 

"What did you see.." 

She shook her head not wanting to talk,

"Please cooperate with me.." he sighed, sitting her down, "If we don't talk about these things, they eat at us and turn us into crazies," he tried getting her to talk, giving up shortly he turned his back to walk away, 

"I sa-saw bla-bla-blood," she stuttered, " An-an-an-and, I saw h-h-h," she began shaking the moment of Christopher grabbing her foot the sound of the zipper played over, and over again in her mind,  he could only cradle her like he once did someone else long ago,

 "The mirrors in your mind can only reflect the best of yourself not the worst of someone else,"  he tilted her chin up with his index finger, the puddles of tears clouding her eyes like a river, she looked down as he brought her eyes to face his, "You are no more a monster than what he is," he kissed the bridge of her nose, 

"I'll be down in a minute.." she whispered as he nodded exciting out of her room, she took her time applying her makeup and adding garnet clips in her hair to match her red dinner dress and heels, she could hear the chattering downstairs almost like a group of screaming lambs carrying, but now it was her time to carry on amongst them as the lion he knows her to be, "Bloom, Abigal lovely to have you both for dinner at his - our humble estate," Shanel gazed, over at Hannibal who wore a matching garnet tie. 

 "It's our pleasure really,"  Alana smiled, "I figured we'd check on your well being and dinner,"  she joked as Hannibal pulled the seat out for Shanel, 

"Must we talk about me, and not Ms. Hobbs" she looked over at Abigal who gave her a soft smile full of nerves, " I promise you I don't bite though,  Hannibal I can't  speak for him," she laughed yet again hearing the table enjoy her joke,  Dinner like always had been great, company laughs and of course surrounded by fake smiles and fake love, Shanel sighed washing the dishes humming a slight tune as she heard Hannibal walk beside her listening to the melody from her mouth, it made him think a woman with so many gifts had so many talents, "I hope dinner was to your liking," he began making small talk, 

"You fit in quite very well out there, " he got closer towards her, "You put on the mask so that no one sees the true you it becomes buried deep inside you instead," he watched her  body language, 

"Suppose we keep it up then what.." she asked him getting irritable,

"People will think we're in love," he took her lips with his own walking away,

"You make me want to murder you..." she grumbled.

"Dito.." 

[icarusthelunarguard]

This Week’s Horrible-Scopes

Aries

Try not to get in the middle of two of your good friends fighting this week. Besides the whole Social Distancing thing, you have vicious, cutthroat friend who WILL cut you if you get too involved. Mostly they’ll just make fun of your hair line - but we know how self-conscious you are about that Widow’s Peak. Those comments hurt.  

Taurus

Yep, that's an embarrassed panda. And yep, that’s the punchline of a Dad Joke. And no, this time it ISN’T a haiku. It’s TWO Haikus at once. Just done really poorly.

Gemini 

Ain’t no party like a Gemini party because a Gemini party don’t stop until someone brings out your drama queen. You are the sovereign ruler of your Drama Queendom, so you should act like it! Get a crown from Burger King to show it… they have the new 6-Foot Diameter Social Distancing crowns that are PERFECT for you. Sad part is now you can’t get anyone to kiss your feet. Oh, well.

Cancer 

You are pretty good at handling money and balancing your funds, but you might need to cut back this week. Buying weird stuff off Amazon just so you can leave reviews for us to find later aint cool. Believe it or not, that “Rechargeable Twerking Llama” is a KID’S TOY! Stop bringing it to bachelor parties! 

Leo

We know you’re usually the smartest one in the room, but using crayons to explain complex mathematical formulas to people is NOT winning you any points. And for the record, there IS a difference between “formulas” and “formulae”.

Virgo

Saying you’ve committed a lot of drive-by shootings using a Canon does not make you a pirate! It makes you a photographer. That’s creepy - cut it out! Especially while you’re drunk! At least your driver is sober.

Libra 

Our employment suggestions don’t usually have an upgrade path available, but this time it’s different; An IKEA Product Photographer! You don’t have to come up with the names - the Sweedish box of “Scrabble” Tiles can do that for you. But you can take product pictures at each step of the building process so they can include it in the instruction manual. After this, you can expand out to LEGO construction! Just invest in that Macro-Lens you’ve been thinking about..  

Scorpio 

Going to a drive-thru to pick up dinner because of boredom is one thing. But using it as an excuse to restock on KFC sporks? That’s just not at all classy.

Sagittarius 

Whenever you feel alone, remember that you have 57 followers on Twitter. Some of them are bots, but HEY! Someone cared enough about you to subscribe. So send out a tweet-storm, pour out your emotions to the world, and remember that the platform you’re using was originally used to tell the world, “just setting up my twttr”. Yeah, even the FOUNDER didn’t spell “Twitter” right in the first tweet.

Capricorn 

We all have skeletons in our closets. But YOU, Capricorn? You’ve got us all beat. So whip out that giant American Gladiator Q-Tip you keep in your locker for emergencies and start screaming at people in Shakespearian challenges!

Aquarius 

With the summer heat approaching, DO NOT BUY Reddi-Wip cans and leave it in your car! If the nitrous oxide heats up and decomposes into its constituent elements of Nitrogen and Oxygen, it’ll release more heat, decomposing MORE of the gas in a runaway exothermic reaction, culminating in a rapid unscheduled dissociation of the container’s structural integrity.... Why are we bothering with all this? You didn’t exactly pass chemistry with flying colours. Look… “Reddi-Wip PLUS heat equals BOOM!” Ok?

Pisces 

Saturday will be a good day for you, if you remember these words: “Rechargeable Twerking Llamas”! If you didn’t invest in them by now, you’ve missed the boat on the bachelor party sales. Maybe you can use them in a new Made For Cable Adult Animated Movie kinda like “Fritz the Cat”. Just… with… twerking Llam-- OK, this is just too weird for us! Go do whatever you’re going to do and leave us out of it!

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Rules: Answer the twenty questions and then tag twenty people you want to get to know better!

Tagged by: @peripumpkintea (oh geez im sorry for doin this so late but thanks for thinkin of me)

Name: Martin/Marty

Zodia Sign: Gemini

Languages spoken: English and ASL (sign language but like pre basic) and i cant speak it too well but i can read and write French pre well

Height: Just about/over 6 feet

Nationality: Canadian

Favourite fruit:watermelon and honeydew

Favourite scent: vanilla, a campfire in the summer, fresh popcorn and any food I'm cooking

Favourite colour: Blue

Favourite animal: hmmmm idk i really like the cat family(domestic all the way to lions and cheetas) but also otters

Coffee, Tea or Hot Chocolate: Coffer

Lol jk jk Hot chocolate. Altho i do like tea aswell when im in the mood

Favourite fictional characters: Pearl(steven universe), Spiderman(like i just love spiderman but in particular i like the amazing, miles morales, noir and avengers dimensions), Professor Mcgonagall&Harry Potter(Book versions tho),Jake Perraulta, Rosa Dietz&Capt Holt(B99) and so many I cant even name sorry

Dream trip: well tbh i fuckin love disney world and even tho I've been there several times my dream would be to take a road trip down to florida with my closest friends. And once down there stay at the Art of Animation Resort. Then spend like 2 weeks there doing didney but also universal. Also in this dream i have a lot of money.

When was your blog created: how tf am i supposed to know that? Idk like 2014?

Last Movie Seen: Venom. Or should i say Vore-nom cause damn. Also it was fuckin good and at the very end was a whole ass "Into the spiderverse" clip

Songs you've had on Repeat:

Rocky Horror Picture Show(2016) Album

She Dont Know - Zach Callison

Phantom Love - Zach Callison

American Boy- Estelle

Meet Up- Estelle

Drinkin in L.A- Bran Van 3000

Under Pressure - Freddie Mercury &David Bowie

D.A.R.E-Gorillaz

Favourite Candy: ummmmmmm I like gummy sharks and hecken uh twizzlers OH SWEEDISH BERRIES

Favourite Holiday: Christmas! I love giving presents to those i love and getting to see friends and family and tbh i like christmas songs and movies.

Random Fact About You One: I have both a cat and a dog

Random Fact About You Two: I love pacman. Like anytime i see a cabniet i try and get the highscore.

Random Fact About You Three: I cant for the life of me sleep in a moving vehicle. Im talkin planes, trains, cars. I cant do it. (The only exception is bein on a cruise)

Tagging?? I aint doin 20 peopl. Also erica took like most of my friends but I guess anyone can do it but hmmmm @nacrepearl @senseofenterprise @smenjaminbith

[ask-silent-death]

"I see that is interesting." Dillon responds as they made it to a black van with a skull on the hood and the sides. Other then that it looked like a normal van. He noticed Nils was in the back of the truck tapping a way on a lap top. "O I forgot to mention my friend was here waiting." He banged on the door getting the others attention. Nils looked up and spoke sweedish at first before repeating it in English. "Yea?"

"I got help for the car. Why don't we split up. Me and the bigger guy here will look at the engine while you try to start it with the other." Dillon said back.

Nils nods and opens the door for Yuji to get in the driver seat.

Dillon was on a mission looking for a target named Yuji. His boss had wanted to recruit the man because of the dark power inside him. Dillon sighed pulling the mask over his face as he watched the man from across the street and his hands were in his pocket. 'Tail him till you can corner him and bring him back by any means necessary' the voice said in his ear. "Yes boss"

@ask-silent-death

Yuji was busy just looking at his phone wondering what he was going to do now. He knew he was still going to do some training today even with him trying to keep himself in control. He knew of his dark power inside of him but was ready to leave once more.

[dxth-gxrl]

Square Hammer

Black roses and lavender. Two magnificent flowers and smell combined in such way filled the air and atmosphere in a large, beautiful, dark, and charming room that belong to a queen of darkness as she dressed herself up to please herself and to began her own loving, mysterious day. Her small, enchanting, powerful hands roamed on her body as the tip and lengths of her fingers fiddle and fixed the forever dark clothing of her cobweb like dress as the end of sleeves wrapped around her middle fingers that you'll normally and always see on a witch when the devil's moon if fulfilled in the deary night sky, knee high black boots cling onto the calves of her legs that was covered with a light black see through leggings as her fingers fiddle with her many rings as she slid them onto her fingers on both hands. Sliding them up as the tips danced across her soft skin that shone beautiful in dark and light, she put black eyeshadow on her eyelids a the cat eye winged at the end with mascara on her eyelashes, black lipstick covered and coated her lips as her fingers left her beautiful face to only be running through her blue black hair, curled at both sides of her face as she fixed her bangs, spreading each hair carefully yet fully together as she clipped and pinned it to the right side of her face with a black rose with a skull in the middle of it. Satisfied and please by the beauty that was plastered on her mere form, she put one more piece of art for the final touch which was a black necklace with a raven on it as it wings were sprung widely with a rose and upside down cross in the middle of the birds body as she fixed her hair once the art was done. Tonight was going to be a very special, wondrous, dreadful yet magnificent for the beautiful woman dressed within the dark as she grabbed a long piece of cloth that was very light, but tainted with a dark color as she wrapped it around her arms. Walking out of her room, she grabbed her phone on the way out and placed it in the small pocket of her dress that underneath the soft cloth as she walked towards the door of her apartment that led to the outside world while she grabbed her key. Opening and pushing the door, she looked back at her home, her small, yet big, beautiful, dark home as she closed the door and locked it, placing the key in the inside of her boots as she began to walk down the hallway of a building where her home laid at and out to the main lobby she went and headed to the outside world. Once the beauty was out of her home and building, she was greeted by her two friends that were dressed in dark clothing like her as they hugged and plant kisses onto each other's cheeks and such, the two were named Cirice and Azule and their were friends with the one and only, beautiful and dark queen... Raven Morningstar. "Tonight is going to be so much fun and if I may say, Raven. You look absolutely beautiful as always." Cirice complement her as Raven smiled and bowed at her comment as she complement her as well on how she looked beautiful with her while Azule whistle for a taxi for the three as one stopped and pulled up to the group of women. Opening the door of the car as the three got in, Raven sat at far right side end in the back of the car as Azule and Cirice sat next to each other and talked while the driver asked where to go, but never did they broke from their conversation as Raven told the driver the location and thank him as he began to drive to the place. An hour passed for the three women as they arrived at local bar and club were numerous metal bands and such will be playing at in the devil's night as three thanked the driver and payed him as they got out of the car, standing in front of the building as the began to walk towards it and headed to the inside of it. The three were asked for their tickets as they Obey and handed a large, tall man their tickets as he stamped the threes hands and let them in, Cirice and Azule jumped up and down, squealing and giggling like school girls as Raven stood and simply walked quietly inside of the bar and club with a dark, mysterious smile on the corner of her lips. Deep down her mere form and soul, she was happy and filled with joy on seeing a fimailer Sweedish metal band play tonight who's music always put a spell on her and made her dance till death ever since she was just a small child, but now she was grown woman who will danced forever. Walking with her friends as they headed to the front of the stage as they waited patiently for the many bands to play their music that they can danced to while the time passed for them, Cirice and Azule at the bar as they drink and such as well talking to men who stood by their sides as they were slight drunk. Raven on the other hand, she stayed in front of the stage as she danced while a band played and sang their music as well with others, she never liked drinking nor never enjoyed the sight, smell and such of her friends drinking and breaking their promise they made with her and sometimes she wonders why she's still friends with them and such, but no answer ever formed in her head and thoughts. As more minutes passed for her, she looked up at man that was hoisting the event for all the metal bands that were playing here tonight at the club, a microphone in his hand as his eyes locked onto every fans, but stayed longer with Raven's who was known to be beauty and patience as she kept a calm and mysterious smile on her lips. "Now, we saved the best for the last. Please, give around of applause for the Sweedish metal band that's filled with nameless ghouls and led by a papa. Ghost!" The man spoke into the microphone aloud as many people clapped and whistle loudly as the curtains behind him began to depart from one another as he walked off the stage and there they stand, her favorite band was ready to play as she saw a fimailer, loving face of a man she always had a crush on... Papa Emeritus III. Papa walked up on the stage, dressed in his every so lovely suite with his casual white gloves as the nameless ghouls stood behind him, his face painted with his casual skull like face with his white contact lense in his left eye as many fans stood in front of the stage as he looked at them all with eyes. Slowly yet magnificently, the ghouls began to play a catchy and soothing melody of a fimailer song as many people on the dance floor began to dance along with music and rythem of the song as Raven on the other hand, she danced ever so beautifully and perfect along with the band as her every move matched and kept pace with beat and melody of the music as Papa began to sang. Living in the night 'Neath devil's torn asunder You call on me to solve a crooked rythem As I'm closing in Imposing on your slumber You call on me as bells began to chime Are you on the square? Are you on the level? Are you ready to swear right here, right now Before the devil That you're on the square That you're on the level That you're ready to stand right here, right now Right here, right now Moving the microphone away from his painted lips, Papa walked around the stage and stood next to some of the nameless ghouls and fooled with Omega, pretending to grab his butt from time to time and air squeezing it as he got laughs from the crowd, he walked around the stage as his eyes landed on her... landing on Raven. His lips parted in such surpised yet amusement as he watched her danced so smoothly and perfectly, her hips sway in motion of the song, her arms swaying in rythem as her dress and hair flew in a small breeze she was creating by her own dancing as she opened her eyes and looked up to see him, her crush staring and watching her dance. Slowly, she felt her cheeks began to get warm as the corner of her lips formed into a warm, dark, and mysterious smile of hers as he smiled back at her as the two kept eye contact as he began to sing again. Hiding from the light Sacrificing nothing Still you call on me for entrance to the shrine Hammering the nails Into a sacred coffin You call on me for powers clandestine Are you on the square? Are you on the level? Are you ready to swear right here, right now Before the devil That you're on the square That you're on the level That you're ready to stand right here, right now Right here, right now Papa sang soothingly, charming, and calmly into the microphone as his eyes landed on Raven again as she danced more and more, her whole body swaying in perfect rythem and bliss on the song as he kneeled down on the stage on one knee as she looked up at papa. His gloved hand reaching out to her as she walked up to the man, her hand slowly lifted in the air as she hesitated at first, but gave in quickly as she placed her small hand in his large one as he smirked at her devilishly and ever so charming at the beauty that stood in front of him as he felt his heart skipped some beats as he began to sing more as he pulled Raven up on the stage with him and the nameless ghouls. Are you on the square? Are you on the level? Are you ready to swear right here, right now Before the devil That you're on the square That you're on the level That you're ready to stand right here, right now Right here, right now His eyes locked onto hers, green and white meeting beautiful amethyst ones as he watched her danced in rythem, beat, every motion and feel of the song as she felt herself being pulled towards the man as he placed his hand on her hip while the other that held the microphone stood in front and below his face to sing in a few as he felt the warmth of her hands lay on his shoulders as the two danced with each other. Dancing smoothly and ever so beautifully with the rythem of the muisc, Raven's heart skipped so many beats that she feel she was going to faint in the arms of Papa Emeritus III, the man who she has a crush ever since he became the new Papa and she always adore his deep accent whenever him or the band are playing or not. Slowly, she felt herself being pulled down and dipped in his arms and hands as her left held onto his left hand as her left leg wrapped itself around the calf of his right leg as a smirk formed on his lips and stayed forever plastered on him as he watched her cheeks turned into a delight light, pinkish red color of a rose as he brought her up and withing his touch as began to sing once more to only finish the lyrics of the song. Right here, right now Right here, right now Right here, right now Right here, right now The soft, calming, and charming voice of his died down after he spun Raven around in his arms as she stood in front of him, her eyes watching him kneel down in front of her on one knee as his left hand held her right in his gloved one, bringing it up to his lips as he planted a kiss on the mere soft skin of the back of her hand with his left arm behind his back. Slowly, he picked up his head and moved himself back on his feet as he stood in front of the queen of darkness as there an inch of space between the two, his black hair still slicked back as some of it hang by the sides of his face as he moved her hand to his other one that held the microphone as he moved his right up to her hair. Grabbing and intertwining a lock of it in his fingers, he brought it up it his nose as the lovely smell from earlier from her filled his nostrils and lungs as the same smirk from before appeared on his lips as he held the strand of her hair in front of his face, his eyes staying locked on hers as he watched her cheeks form to a dark shade of red from his action as he winked at her that was filled with lust and passion as the many of the fans 'aww' at the two yet clap and whistle as the band finished playing and singing 'Square Hammer' as Raven life was turned upside and formed into something magnificent in her life as she smiled softly and lovely at Papa Emeritus III, the man she danced with on stage in front of thousands of fans and the man who kissed a lock of her hair as well winked at her.

[projex]

Completion of the project Volvo XC90 R-Design is complete and we are pleased with the outcome.. let's hope the customer likes this tomorrow 😃 what a great car this is 👌🏼 Wheels: Hostage Spec: 22" Finish: Gloss black Tyres: General Grabber UHP Wrap: satin black, some gloss black accents Suspension: X-design lowering kit Exterior: Lights tinted, side steps, X grill Interior: Custom docking station Exhaust: X-design custom build rear section @volvocars | @general_tire | @volvo.forlife #wrap #carwrap #carwrapping #wrapkings #satinblack #volvo #xc90 #xc90rdesign #sweedish #luxury #generaltires #lowered #bristol #projexuk #projexdesignuk 🇬🇧 (at Projex Design UK - Automotive Customising Store)

[excuuuseme-princess]

37-33 (:

My favorites:

37: Candy: Depends on my mood. I really like Sweedish Fish, but sometimes I’m really in the mood for chocolate36: Vehicle: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  car?35: President: Well I can tell you who my LEAST favorite is34: State visited: I haven’t visited many states other than my own33: Cellphone provider: Verizon is the only one I have any experience with tbh lol