#thanks eva!!

[jajatoc]

Just like a person, the Town is a process. It's movement. In this town, people can make the impossible, for it is a machine. A border-breaking machine.

[kasha-malasha]

girls night

[xabarik]

soo I found this thing I drew in april.... yeah....

[pulsingvoid]

"She's been possessed by the devil." Again? "Oh, for fuck's sake."

[nocofamilyau]

yea they were all anticipating it...

[biteofcherry]

FOR NEW YEAR'S EVA...

Honey and vinegar... how's are that omega and her dark alpha?

Ohh, he's so good at being bad. Because he's not really a bad Alpha. He's dark, manipulative and cunning, but not mistreating his omega. Well, at least he makes her believe so.

Honey Not Vinegar

Strokes of your pencil were harder and twitchy as you peeked at Steve above the edge of your sketching pad.

While the Alpha usually made you feel safe, you still feared picking certain topics with him. Particularly, the topic of your brother or father. But you couldn't help the gnawing need to ask.

Steve, who was sitting on the bed beside you, his broad back leaning against the headboard as he read a book. something so mundane, so... domestic, yet it was still the super soldier with lethal skills. An Alpha most potent and powerful, on top of that.

"What is it, little one?" He asked, eyes not leaving the page he was reading.

"Nothing," you blurted, quickly shifting your gaze back to your drawing.

Steve didn't sigh, but he took a deep breath. He marked the page and set the book aside on the night table. Then he was reaching for you; picking you up and manhandling you to sit on his lap while he caged you in his steel strong arms.

"Omega," his voice was laced with a warning growl, "do not lie to me. However difficult it may be, it's important to be honest with your Alpha."

You clutched your sketchpad to your chest as your eyes locked with Steve's.

"I-" you started, "I wondered if you caught Caleb and if I could visit him, if he's imprisoned."

A muscle in Steve's jaw ticked, but otherwise he remained calm. Which should be comforting, especially since your omega hindbrain half expected an outburst of objection.

He moved one of his hands to cup the side of your face, thumb rubbing along your bottom lip. It was such a tiny gesture, a soothing one, but the way his thumb moved along your lip caused your defenses to yield to a jolt of something more primal. As if Steve was luring your brain to lose its focus on the matter and instead make it think of more carnal urges.

"Now why would I let you see him?" Steve asked softly, sliding his hand down your neck and pressing against your still unmarked mating gland.

"He's my brother-" you couldn't help the hitch in your breath.

"Who hurt you. Who used your loyalty to hide from justice." Steve's hand was a heavy warmth against your pulse, tempting you with safety and comfort that would come if he bonded you. Which he would do, if you remained his good omega.

"I admire your integrity, little one. To still care for family, even when they treated you like a pawn for their own gains."

"It may be considered naive by some," the jab was veiled in tone of awe. "People would see it as typical omega's dumb brain, unable to see the true dangers until their Alpha points it out and makes the right choice for them."

"But I see it as a sign of your nurturing nature."

Steve's other hand slipped beneath the hem of the shirt you were wearing - his shirt, soaked with his scent. Skin to skin contact was making your brain go fuzzy; your arguments defending your family's treatment of you dispersing away.

"It fills me with pride to think how loyal and caring you will be for our family, one day."

"Our family?" You gasped, eyes widening as you stared up at him.

Ever since Steve brought you out of the prison cell and into his suite, he's been establishing the idea of you becoming his omega. You were accepting him as your Alpha. Even becoming agitated that he hasn't claimed you fully yet.

Steve said there's time and place for that. While it sounded respectful and charmingly old fashioned to wait, your instincts told you that he actually meant a particular time.

Your heat, undoubtedly.

But he hasn't mentioned the full picture of it, until now.

"Yes, little one." As Steve smiled at you, with that brilliant, sweet poster boy charm, you melted into his embrace fully.

"I've been imagining it, you know." He pulled you to him, so that your cheek rested on his shoulder and your nose touched the crook of his neck, inhaling his Alpha scent.

His fingers kept caressing up and down your back. With each stroke and each whiff of his smell, your mind turned into a sponge absorbing his words like a sacred truth.

"Imagining you and our kids. How I would love you and care for you. How far I'd go to ensure you're safe at all times. You know that providing safety is crucial for an Alpha."

You didn't pick up on the fact he was speaking of his needs, though reshaping them to sound like concern for your future.

"It guts me to think I couldn't protect you-"

Instinctively, you wrapped your arms around Steve's middle and chirped for him soothingly.

"-so to think of you being in the same space with that bastard of a brother of yours? It pains me. You understand that, little one?"

"Yes, Alpha." You rubbed the tip of your nose along his mating gland.

"I knew you would." Steve tipped his head down to kiss your temple. "You're such a sweet, perfect omega."

[zeeckz]

Emma — @taritoons

Eva — @evilwizardval

Cécile — @rokutaro

Paz — @qoppybirdie

Quiet — yo merengues

Background — @exiled-on-mainline

[tearlunars]

got a bit out of my ( and eva's ) comfort zone for @ahollowgrave 's birthday and yet i loved taking these so much !!!!! so thank you so much for this challenge and i hope you have an absolutely wonderful birthday !!! sending u all the kisses ! (and a bunny)

[lucky-draws]

eva

eva 👍

[bonesnplywood]

hiya-itsamber -> bonesnplywood

URL CHANGE!!

[james-spooky]

CALLING ALL MALEVOLENT FANS SPECIFICALLY ARTHUR LESTER FANS COME TO DERELICT PODCAST WE HAVE DR. EVA GRAFF SHES LIKE ARTHUR LESTER BUT WITH BRAINCELLS AND SHES BADASS HASHTAG THEY BOTH HAVE QUESTIONABLE DECISION MAKING

[oliviridian]

Going to see a movie

[triglycercule]

killer being like "yeah i know every single little thing about horror and dust" (because he watches them as a part time hobby (freak) (find something better to do)) and then he acts surprised when they do something that he wouldnt expect them to do in his little predetermined absolutely perfect concept of them

like what do you MEAN horror licks spoons clean when he's using them so he doesn't have to get a completely different one for the main course and the dessert. what do you MEAN dust has a lisp even though he speaks fluently and uses even more complex words than killer himself. horror knows how to sew and he often patches up their things without either of them noticing?? dust always wears oversized and clothes that cover him up just because he finds it comfy?? what??? out ra geous???? these guys have small little quirks to them that killer doesn't already know about???? killer immediately wants to know more. so he can expand his internal profile of them of course. not for any other more endearing and sweet reason. not at all,,,,,,,, (:3)

[moossings]

On Saturdays we wear red.

based on this image that wouldn't leave my mind. hickie version under the cut.

[crossedwiress]

i'm on the edge, where do i go?

[cherriiblossomii]

this is what the miis do when they're not doing sports