#tapewormking

[alcordraws]

Safin, 1C, palette 2, spy

No chill for him

[mrf34r]

< @tapewormking >

Division 3 walked him down a needlessly long hallway, sat him down at a desk and told him to start a computer up without touching it.

He knew he could. He’d been messing around with these things since he was four, it didn’t take him long to realize he could talk to them. Listen to them. Understand them better than even his father could.

He played it off like they were crazy and refused, crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair. His black hoodie bunching up at the back of his neck.

They threatened to tase him, and he did nothing but stare back despite the sweat collecting at the back of his neck. The man in the maroon suit smiled and picked up his hand and Elliot raised his, the monitor clicking to life and the login screen booting up because Elliot told it to.

He couldn’t open the thing without touching it unless that was controlled by something within the computer, but... He ran through the BIOS screen from whoever had wiped this laptop and got them to the locked .zip folders they obviously wanted. They didn’t tase him. They thanked him for his time and led him back to this dingy room where he was now, sitting on a couch, waiting for somebody to tell him what the hell was going on...

[shortspiderdude]

What kind of gentle affection are you?

Sharing looks from across a room

Having an evening of flirty side glances.The thrill of the chase and of being chased. Getting to sneak around before the grand finale. You want a love that is exciting but fleeting, you want the thrill of being chased and being romanced. You have little care for how long your flings last for, but you want them to be passionate and full of laughter and inside jokes. You want every one of your past lovers to miss you when you leave. Although it is impractical to ask for someone to change their nature, it may be a good reminder that some feelings are okay to embrace. There is no need to always run away from others, especially if running back to them makes you feel like the sun.

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@tapewormking​ said: “ it’s possible. i kill a lot of people."

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"I know." Ororo almost wished she didn't. How nice it would be to free herself from the horror and guilt that accompanied that knowledge, but that would make him a greater threat, and her plate was currently full.  "Make the effort and study the picture, did you kill THIS man?"  

[isajerk]

@tapewormking​ || x

“I would.”

The word rage hardly begins to express what it is Charles feels facing down Amahl Farouk again. Not just the fact that he escaped his punishment the first time, but that he took up residence in David’s head for decades. Charles’ own son suffered because of the parasite now trapped before him, and he had never known. So rage can hardly describe what it is that’s boiling inside Charles Xavier now. Not just at Farouk, but at himself as well. 

“I can.”

Fingers press against his temple as he focuses his power on the fallen Shadow King. His own telepathy forces itself into Amahl’s mind, rifling through memories, uncaring of whether or not Amahl can feel it. No. Not uncaring. He wants him to feel it. Wants him to be afraid, like he’d made David feel. Wants him to know that all that he is could be stripped away from him should Charles will it. 

But then-

You always thought you were better than me.

It would be so easy to tear Farouk down, but those words give him pause. Of course he’s better than Farouk. But here he is, ready to strip away everything that makes the man before him who he is as he begs for mercy. Can he really say he’s so much better if he gives in here? If he not only takes revenge, but makes Farouk suffer for his own shortcomings as well? But why should a man like him have memories of David’s whole life when his own father has so few?

Charles stops rummaging through Farouk’s mind, but he doesn’t withdraw. Not yet. He hasn’t made a decision, and he doesn’t want Farouk thinking he’s won this battle. “Take your life? And give you a way out? I’m hardly foolish enough to think that death would take this time when it failed to claim you the last time I killed you. You don’t deserve these memories. Why should you get to keep what you’ve stolen?”

[hcldmybreath]

“Humanity is overrated.”

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“Mhmm…” Syd hummed in disinterested agreement, not even bothering to look up from her book at Farouk. She could sense when a monologue coming on, and she had long since learned that sometimes it was better to just let it happen. Let him talk, impart whatever wisdom he felt he needed to upon her, and then get back to better things. 

Sometimes, however, curiosity got the best of her. Upon finishing the passage she had been focused on, she closed her book on her finger to hold her place and finally looked up to meet Farouk’s eye. “You’re helping me save it, though. So where does that leave you?”

[paradisecost]

@tapewormking replied to your post: @infamouscabal replied to your post: ...

slorp

[david vc] slorp

[deitysmuses]

♡ Violet!

//Hmmm, this one is tough. As it’s hard to put into words how I see them reacting and developing together. I can see him as becoming a sort of mentor/guide to the real world. With Violet’s obscure sense of morality and world view I can see him being one to understand her better than most. She is rather naive about most things, and I can also see him using that to his advantage. Like I said it is very hard to classify the exact kind of relationship I could see for the two. BUT I will say it is something I find very interesting and something that would be worth pursuing. 

Also they can bond over the mutual obsession/interest in the Xavier/Haller boys. lol

[boxes-milk]

@tapewormking asked: “ i can help, you just need to trust in my powers. ”

David shook his head slowly and tried to put his headphones back on overtop his ears. If he listened to his jungle music, everything else in his head wouldn’t be so empty and he’d be just fine. He didn’t need help from this man. In a few minutes, Amy would come by and pick him up and he would go home.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t think anybody has powers.” Especially not himself. He reached down and clicked on his jungle music. “I’m gonna ask that we don’t talk anymore, okay? Sorry.” He turned and faced the street again, hoping the man would just continue on his nighttime walk.

[thecorteztwins]

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that's not proof that's a travesty

DGDFJGJDSHJ HEX

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@tapewormking​ said: Carnation Pink, Lilly Orange, Rose Orange  

  ❀ Floral Expressions ❀ Send my muse some flowers to convey your muse’s feelings towards them!

Carnation Pink– I’ll Never Forget You

Lilly Orange– Hatred

Rose Orange– Fascination

 "Almost identically to the bouquet I’ve made for you, lily oranges, rose oranges, and petunias." Such a shame she'd have to throw his flowers into the trash, but she wouldn't trust anything from him not to taint even her compost heap. 

[deviltoothed]

[ groom ] your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc .

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His head is hazy. A sort of warm, buzzy, weightless feeling, like the glow but softer. Far more deliberately applied. The glow might not work on him anymore, but that doesn’t mean that having a telepath in his head deliberately shifting and poking things to get the desired combination of sensations won’t be able to make him feel damn good. More relaxed than he’s been in months.

Fingers brush through his hair as he reclines on the couch. Pushing loose locks aside to afford a better view of his face. Of eyes with pupils blown so wide that the yellow of his iris is difficult to discern with his eyes only half open. Those fingers trace down the side of his face, giving his sideburn a scratch before they press insistently on his cheek, making him turn his head. 

It takes a moment for Victor’s eyes to settle on Farouk’s face, but when they finally do, he gives a pleased chuff. There are no words needed in this moment. It’s questionable whether he’d even be able to find words with his brain like this. It’s all sensation, and Farouk is very good at making sure that’s nothing but pleasant for him. He’ll owe the telepath later. For now, though, he doesn’t care about that price or the smile on Farouk’s face that’s edging into patronizing. He only cares about the way those fingers scratch below his chin to earn a slow blink and another chuff. 

[mrf34r]

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@tapewormking​ asked: ❝ most things that die in here, they never really leave. ❞

He can’t get out. Is he out? Where is he? Elliot’s head span around in a huge ring around Saturn and he almost sat down he leaned forward so far, holding his head in his hands.

Farouk just showed him a dozen people at least, and then someone tried asking him how long he’d been here, and Farouk had showed up beside them, joined the conversation. How many of them were there? Which was was real?

“ This is bullshit! ”      Elliot scratched at his head, like if he got down to the bone he’d be able to split the string down into threads and understand better what was going on.      “ They’re prisoners! I’m a... ”

Oh.

Shit.

“ I’m a prisoner. ”

He turn3d to Far0uk and his he4d spun around again.

“ YOU WANT TO PLAY a cute little parlor trick? Fine. ”      R0bot took his place, seamless, definitely not undetectable.      “ Try and psych me out all you want to, you’re not going to turn me into some blundering, begging worshipper. I’d rather you kill me, than turn me into someone that has to beg for anything. ”

[shortspiderdude]

Bad Habits

Bold what applies.

swearing |  fingernail chewing  |  slouching  |  slurring  | drinking |  smoking |  drugs | impulse decisions  | obsessive phone checking  | bad time management | slang  | poor grammar  | overworking |  slacking off  |  oversleeping  | under sleeping |  skin picking  |  poor eye contact  | lying  | rambling | skipping breakfast | junk food  | self criticism |  procrastinating  | daydreaming  |  forgetful  |  envious  | jealous  |  gossiper  | drama whore  | secret teller  |  skipping class  |  spitting  |  lip-licking  |  lip chewing  | drinking from the carton |  yelling |  too much internet  |  poor hygiene  |  impatient  | hot-headed |  biased |  complaining  |  scab picking  |  cheek biting  |  teeth-gnashing  |  shoplifting  | scamming  |  speeding  |  hair pulling  |  large ego | eavesdropping  | exaggerating  |  fidgeting  |  freeloading  |  littering  | one-upping  |  whining  | borrowing without returning  | unnecessary aggression  |  talking during movies  |  plagiarism  |  copying  |  glaring | spacing out |  ignoring  |  over critical |   messy  |  hateful | overly prideful  | sarcastic |  puns|  bad joke telling |  grouchy |  too introverted  |  too extroverted  |  bad table manners  |  far too lustful  |  poor money management | scrooge

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[theirvoices]

[For Nightcrawler?] "Tell me . . . what leads you to follow Xavier so blindly?"

ic asks . kurt

“Faith.” Kurt answered simply.

He let it hang between them a moment before looking away, a small smile tugging at his lips. “I know in my heart... that the professor is a good man who does his best.” He believed that despite his mistakes, Charles always had the best of intentions. “That said, I would not say I follow blindly.”

[tofh]

@tapewormking​  is  about  to  be  annoyed  by  me  forever  !!!

 five  detectives  :  she’s  counted  ｡  five  detectives  have  gone  indefinitely  missing  since  they’d  started  sending  them  out  there  weeks  ago  ｡  no  reports  back  to  let  them  know  that  they’d  found  him  ,  no  calls  ,  no  messages  ｡  nothing  ｡  even  their  signals  have  disappeared  ｡  it  was  only  a  matter  of  time  before  the  chief  took  it  into  her  own  hands  ｡  only  the  officers  who  volunteered  to  go  with  her  she  took  :  they  were  the  brave  ones  ｡  they  were  the  ones  who  could  handle  the  task  ｡

 she  just  never  imagined  she’d  be  the  one  standing  inside  this  giant  castle  ,  crawling  with  a  horde  of  strange  people  and            as  she’d  found  out  just  a  few  seconds  earlier            spiderwebs  ｡  she’s  still  picking  the  webs  (  not  the  people  ,  thank  the  spirits  :  she’s  avoiding  going  anywhere  near  them  )  off  her  armour  as  she  moves  through  ,  grimace  plain  as  day  ｡  ugh  ｡  this  has  to  be  one  of  the  worst  places  she’s  ever  been  ｡  her  fingers  are  ready  at  her  side  to  send  out  the  metal  cables  at  any  moment  ｡      ❝  you  can  come  out  now  ｡  game’s  up  ｡  ❞