#tw; guns

[boydholbrookfanpage]

[ssolessurvivor]

plotted starter for @bruz3r

He still couldn't believe what he'd stumbled upon, his harrowed mind moving a mile a minute at the implications. Somehow he'd found the strength to move Batman into a secluded little area, walled off from the street outside where he'd just been laying there, incapacitated. It was only when he'd roused ever so slightly from the movement that Logan started trying to look for obvious signs of injury. It was difficult, rainwater made his armor slick and hard to see where blood might come from a rather invisible knife puncture.

Logan went nowhere near the mask: that was not his business.

The shadows from outside shifted, Logan caught them far too easily. Turning to the door, seeing someone who he deemed threatening to a severely injured public figure, the veteran pulled out his gun, cause yes, he carried.

"Back up." Logan growled, but not making a move to shoot. More a threatening display for another, a mirror in this grey, drenched night.

[symphonicsoul]

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Music of the Clouds || Accepting

Daughtry - Traitor

Well Kumo's playlist must be mad that I haven't listened to it in a minute because puff's playlist ain't playing around.

So let's go into the course of the series and talk about Kumo and Kaze (Kumo strictly calls him by given name of 'Black Wind'// Kaze strictly calls Kumo 'White Cloud'.)

I happen to have this clip on hand, so here it is and it helps me make a point. This Clip is episode 4 btw and the first time they "meet" in the series.

You see what's going on here, is Kaze and Kumo died the last time they fought Chaos to try to save Windaria (Kaze's home world) and they failed to save it, died, and got thrown into Wonderland. Kumo revived in Gaudium - Kaze revived not himself. As a toll for merging his soul with Chaos' to try to stop it - Chaos shattered Kaze's mind in response.

So Kaze wakes up with amnesia and cannot remember his name, his home, his life with Kumo for the last three years, nothing. The only thing Chaos has allowed him to remember is his home being destroyed, and a warped vision of Kumo killing his younger sister Aura.

Kumo did not kill Aura, but Chaos warped memories. Kumo saved Aura and Aura died because she gave her life in the intention to help fight Chaos. However Kaze doesn't remember it like that. All he remembers is White Cloud killed my sister, and he only wakes with these memories 12 years post the destruction of Windaria.

Kumo put Kaze to sleep with his Mist in the hopes he could heal his shattered mind 12 years ago and then lived alone in Gaudium (Chaos' Castle) for the whole time in an abusive environment waiting for Kaze to wake up. However when he does wake up, Kumo is "working for The Earl" at the time (The Earl = Chaos) and he needs to keep his reputation up so his long haul plan of finding a way to defeat Chaos once and for all doesn't get blown to hell.

So when they meet, Kumo - having lived with this man and Aura for 3 years post the destruction of Misterica (17yrs old -> 20 yrs ) and thinks of them like family - was not expecting to have a gun shoved in his face and The Earl sent him there to "deal with the rebels and the Black Wind."

So he needed to "put on a show". Kaze then spends THE ENTIRE ANIMATED SERIES (24 of 25 episodes) trying to hunt Kumo down to kill him for "killing Aura". Except he never tells Kumo why he's so pissed. Ever. Not once in 25 episodes does he even yell at him why he's pissed. He just tries to kill him.

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[Intro] I'm not a criminal I'm not the villain Yeah, this is personal A drive-by killing

[Verse 1] Your guns are loaded And your lies are the bullets So here is the trigger Go ahead and pull it now

[Pre-Chorus] Are you sure you wanna play this game? Are you sure you wanna play it?

[Chorus] The only thing worse than a hater The only thing worse than a hater Is a traitor A traitor A traitor You put the knife right in my back Killed any history we had And now it's war War

[Verse 2] We were just like brothers We had each other We were down for the good times We were there for the troubles Like a thief in the night Broad daylight You stole my sanity Now you are the enemy

[Pre-Chorus] Are you sure you wanna play this game? Are you sure you wanna play it?

[Chorus] The only thing worse than a hater The only thing worse than a hater Is a traitor A traitor A traitor You put the knife right in my back Killed any history we had And now it's war War

[Bridge] Oh, oh I should feel sorry for you Oh, oh Watching you drown in your denial Oh oh But I can't feel sorry for you Oh, oh Watching you drown 'cause you're a traitor

[Chorus] The only thing worse than a hater The only thing worse than a hater Is a traitor A traitor A traitor You put the knife right in my back Killed any history we had And now it's war War

The only thing worse than a hater The only thing worse than a hater Is a traitor A traitor A traitor You put the knife right in my back Killed any history we had And now it's war War

[fxckingmoran-a]

Headcanon; Intelligence

       Sebastian had learned early on that feigning stupidity would work to his advantage. He’d sell more drugs if he fumbled the math - added the amounts up wrong and gave them extra. Acted like he hadn’t realised. They kept coming back to him time after time, thinking they were winning one over on the stupid drug dealer. The thick fucks hadn’t realised he was cutting the cocaine with creatine and robbing them blind whilst doing it. 

      Most assume that Sebastian’s job now is just to point and shoot. They choose to disregard the intelligence required to train as a military sniper, reducing it down to whatever they’ve experienced whilst playing Call of Duty. The reality is far different. 

     Most importantly, there’s the mathematics. Calculating the muzzle velocity, accounting for heat, elevation, the curvature of the earth - All of this has to be taken into consideration. Then you add the weather. In the warmth you’ve to account for the dryness in the air and the sun heating the bullets on the ground next to you. Rain presents lower visibility. Any trace of wind can throw the calculations off so any changes in direction have to be taken into consideration. Then there’s the weight of the bullets. Even if they’re the same size and similar materials, it doesn’t matter. Different manufacturers can improve or reduce quality of the flight path. It’s all about knowing which one to choose. Hence why Sebastian is very fussy about who he buys his bullets from. In an instant, he can calculate trajectory and statistical probability of said bullet burying itself between the target’s eyes, yet people mark him down to just being trigger happy. 

      That underestimation suits him because it makes the look on their faces even more enjoyable when his bullet nestles so beautifully in their skull. 

[mafiaheiress]

sometimes i just sit here at work and think about isabella marie while internally sobbing. imagine what she’s witnessed at such a young age — kids at school gossiping about her father being in the mob, even if enzo tried his very best to hide it from his baby girl. imagine her finding guns lying around the house, or eavesdropping in on her father’s conversations. doing her own research and finding news articles about her father’s criminal involvement with the mafia, or the feds showing up at her sweet sixteen and arresting don luciano on bullshit charges, but making a spectacle out of it just to embarrass the family. as well as constantly feeling that her intelligence is being diminished when her parent’s and older brothers try to make excuses and continue to lie about their dirty dealings. her teenage years were frustrating, to say the least.. and she rebelled, a lot.

[melittosphex]

Mouthwashing Good end! Jimmy they could never make me like you

[famiglia-lealta]

Seems like a good time to channel melancholic moods into Xanxus headcanons about gun foreplay again.

For a man like Xanxus, foreplay is very much focused on power, control (or the lack of) - and the vast differences of alpha versus subspecies between him and his partner.

Therefore, he will find it arousing to use either his gun or his hands - both the main driving forces of his destructive powers - to push and pull his partners in whatever ways he sees fit.

This can be as simple as sliding the weapon across skin, or insisting that someone clean the muzzle with their mouth - getting off on the visual stimuli of sucking a dick that could blow your head off.

Anyone who expects to engage in anything 'intimate' with the Varia's boss should come prepared with the knowledge that his interests are on the extreme end of the arousals scale. The fact that they are potentially life threatening, cruel and/or fucked up is just about the only thing that bothers to get him going, as someone who's already decided that no one is ever going to be worth more than the dirt on his shoe.

If you manage to keep up with burning red hot every time you're in a room with him, you might earn just a sliver of respect - although that still won't make him not want to put you through your paces.

Every day is just another conflict. In this crazy mafia environment - love is always going to be war to Xanxus.

[whyissupernaturaltrending]

a former US president gets shot at and rather than trend himself he causes supernatural to trend instead because everyone is sharing the news via the destiel meme. unparalleled

[boydholbrookfanpage]

[ladyimaginarium]

sometimes i wonder if i ever even knew you at all

telltale's the walking dead. / head in the wall - ethel cain ( @mothercain ).

[ssolessurvivor]

[ roadtrip ] sender takes receiver on a roadtrip without revealing their destination.

memes - always accepting! - @goldenboybarracuda

Logan didn't mind Alex driving his truck around, especially when he had that glint in his eyes that gave Logan a smile and curious questions weren't answered. So the veteran allowed himself to gaze out the window while they cranked the music up, his arm resting against the door with the window rolled down.

However, he could somewhat start to tell where they were once they drove down certain roads. The GPS he helped Alex decipher took some alternate routes, but once they pulled into the parking lot, Logan was surprised but...confused.

"Here?" He asked Alex with a soft smile, taking his aviators off as he peeked over at his...him. Boyfriend didn't seem right yet, not without asking. Some people weren't into that. Even thinking it, Logan blushed and cleared his throat. "Well, I guess that explains why you wanted me to bring mine." His gun, that is. But that was a good thing: Logan would know what he's teaching Alex, if that is indeed what he's doing. "I assume you didn't come to just watch?"

To clear up any of the remaining confusion settling between his brows, Logan reaches over and takes Alex's hand in his own, a soft smile on his face as he feels himself release those nerves at the sensation.

[animentality]

[gongyussy]

deepthroating a gun without breaking eye contact...... he put his entire gongyussy into that | SQUID GAME 2

+ the video because the sound he makes when he puts the gun in his mouth? [redacted]

update: he improvised that. the man really said i'll go full slut.

[rooniearts]

more dadow content for yall !!

[symphonicsoul]

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ And he needed to learn it quicker if he ever wanted Rorahm-Vahree to be proud of him. He wasn't supposed to talk to anyone else. He wasn't supposed to say a word to anyone but Rorahm and Raiya-Vahree and he wasn't even supposed to be seen but he didn't know how he was supposed to do that when he wasn't allowed to fly.

He wasn't allowed to do a lot of things. Most of them were corely Misterican. He wasn't allowed to fly or float or hover or do anything that would take him from the ground because there wasn't anything on the whole of Windaria that moved in such a way and the Windarian people had very much adopted the mindset of if it flies, it dies. So doing anything close was out of the question.

But it was the easiest way to become soundless. So then - this would be so much easier if he could merely float even just several inches above the ground because it would make his footsteps impossible to target. Windarian hearing wasn't nearly as sharp as his own but their eyes were a thing to be reckoned with. Rorahm -Vahree seems to see him no matter where he hides when they are playing and he always seems to no when he takes his hood down even if they aren't close to each other.

Raiya-Vahree too. Both of them can tell instantly if he's taken his hood down and he's met quickly with cries of "Seejvariil!" Causing the young prince to scramble to get the dark cloth pulled back over a head of bright white spikes.

He doesn't know how they do it. He just knows it isn't allowed. He was told that he was to never take his hood down under any circumstances but neither of them are here. Rorahm was out hunting and Raiya had left to go gather flowers. He only stepped out for a minute. He knows he's not supposed to leave the cabin alone but it wouldn't hurt if the just got back before they did - right?

He could hear better than they could anyway. There wasn't a way for them to beat him back home and he could only be out for a moment so he can see the stars. They're shrouded by the forest canopy though so if he just floated up for a moment -

If he just took down his hood for a split second then he might be able to see them better. He just needs to float up a little bit so he can find a better vantage spot. A twig snaps under his foot as he brings himself just inches from the grou - his body jerks and the boy is dragging himself just barely out of the way as a bullet beds itself into the tree trunk right next to his head.

"MISTERICAN!!!"

It's a loud angry yell that is echoing all through the space around them and he can feel his heart thud in his chest at the sound of it. A booming war call as the boy finds himself dropping all the way belly to the ground as a second shot rings out and drills deep into the tree behind him.

That voice isn't Rorahm-Vahree. It isn't Raiya either. Oh he's in trouble. He's in trouble. If that man finds him, he's dead. He'll kill him. He'll really kill him. Is he going to die out here? Is he going to die just because he wanted to see the stars a little closer? Just because the view of the cabin window was so poor?

He's springing back to his feet to do the only thing he knows how to do in this situation. His steps might not have been soundless but they were fast and he was shifting and bounding over every piece of wood or fallen tree that comes in the way of his path.

There was an art to running away and he was certainly still learning it but now it seemed it was either pass or fail exam and the only answer to this test was to run.

There is an art to running away. To disappearing without a trace for people to only wonder where their target had gone.

It was an art he was still learning.