A WOLF IN A BESPOKE SUIT

We don't walk in the dark. We are the dark. indie Person Of Interest

[rpmemes4days]

Send “✘” for your muse to run their fingers along mine’s scars!

[visionofanarchy]

Platonic Touch

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Sometimes, characters want contact that has nothing to do with sex or violence. Send one of these for your character to reach out to mine.

Shoulder Clasp

Across the Shoulder hug

Hair Ruffle

Gentle headlock

Full body lean

Feet in lap

Head in lap

Hair petting

Ambush hug

Not so ambush hug

Pulling mine into their lap

Cheek kiss

Forehead kiss

Brushing hair out of mine’s face

Fixing shirt collar

Fixing shirt cuffs

Fixing a clothing tag

Tying shoes

Taking off shoes

Carrying while half asleep

Hand holding

Leaning their head on mine’s shoulder tiredly

Absently tracing patterns on the nearest exposed skin

Pushing glasses into place

Offering their drink

Offering their snack

Kissing the back of mine’s hand

Looping their arm around mine’s waist and leaning against mine’s back

Crawling into bed with

Using shoulder as a pillow

Pulling mine’s arm around their shoulder

Hair brushing

Brushing lint off of

Giving a foot massage

Giving a back massage

Giving a scalp massage

Rubbing circles on mine’s back

Sharing a secret smile

Booping the nose

Touching noses together

Resting foreheads together

Resting cheeks together

Sharing a blanket

Taking over mine’s seat while they’re in it

Poking with fingers/toes

Painting mine’s nails

Putting jewelry on mine

Doing mine’s hair

Pinkie promise

High five

Fist bump

Secret handshake

Hipcheck

Pulling mine into a dance

Initiate a tickle fight

[sandcvstles]

hurt meme.

“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”

“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”

“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”

“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”

“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”

“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”

“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”

“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”

“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”

“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”

“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”

“i fucked up, why do you not care?”

“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”

“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”

“i have no idea how to do cpr.”

“whose blood is that?”

“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”

“don’t you dare fucking let go!” 

“what the hell happened to you?” 

“are they dead? did you kill them?” 

“do you know what you’ve done?” 

“you’re either with me or against me.” 

“who the hell did this to you?” 

“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…” 

“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?” 

“when was the last time you ate?” 

“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!” 

 “i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.” 

“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“ 

“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.” 

“are you… throwing up in there?” 

“why aren’t you eating?” 

“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.” 

“i can’t breathe, i can’t –” 

"i woke up, & you were gone.” 

“just tell me something, was it really worth it?” 

"it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.”

[vaememes]

✧ BATMAN:  ARKHAM  KNIGHT  PROMPTS.

some are considered to be triggering and/or offensive with heavy mentions of death and threatening lives. 

❝ How many lives will you destroy in pursuit of what you call justice? ❞ 

❝ How many more bones would you crush?  ❞ 

❝ What have I got to be afraid of? ❞ 

❝ You’re afraid of being ashes. ❞ 

❝ Talk, or I will crush every bone in your body. ❞ 

❝ If you’re lying, I’ll break the other one. ❞ 

❝ You know, you see a lot in this job. ❞ 

❝ I may never get the chance to tell you this, to say sorry. ❞ 

❝ We’d do anything for our family. ❞ 

❝ I might have told you a teeny, tiny little lie. ❞ 

❝ You did good. We did good! You should be proud. ❞ 

❝ Don’t answer, then. We know the truth. ❞ 

❝ It’s all personal. Very personal. ❞ 

❝ Nature always wins. ❞ 

❝ You don’t scare me. ❞ 

❝ Shh… it’s okay to be afraid. ❞ 

❝ Oh, my head… where… where am I? ❞ 

❝ You can sell them for scrap, if you ever get out. ❞ 

❝ Oh, what’s the matter? Touched a nerve? ❞ 

❝ Just so we’re on the same page here, I fully, intend to kill you. ❞ 

❝ But first, we’re gonna make you suffer. ❞ 

❝ Can you remember when it was simple?  ❞ 

❝ You still haven’t apologized. ❞ 

❝ You know, half the crooks in Gotham think I feed you info. ❞ 

❝ Well yeah, when there’s something in it for me.  ❞ 

❝ Sorry for making criminals think less of you. ❞ 

❝ Hey, have I ever hurt anyone? ❞ 

❝ Hey, boss! We’re gettin’ you outta here! ❞ 

❝ Deep down, I knew war was coming.  ❞ 

❝ I was just waiting for someone to pull the trigger. ❞ 

❝ Something’s changed. You’re different. ❞ 

❝ I prefer to call it a work in progress, but it does show potential. ❞ 

❝ There’s no perfection without a little pain! ❞ 

❝ You know, I was just going to suggest you do that. ❞ 

❝ You’re trapped. There’s nowhere to run. ❞ 

❝ Who said anything about running? ❞ 

❝ Ha! No prison can hold me! Uh, hang on a second. ❞ 

❝ So here’s the part where you tell me off… ❞ 

❝ This is the end. This is the last time we meet. ❞ 

❝ Don’t talk like that, okay? ❞ 

❝ This won’t stop you. Nothing stops you. ❞ 

❝ You don’t want me hanging around, stealing the spotlight. ❞ 

❝ Tea party’s over, freak. Let’s start talking. ❞ 

❝ I give the orders here, not you. ❞ 

❝ And you’ll have three dead cops by the time I’m through. ❞ 

❝ We’ll see about that. Now, quit with the rhymes! ❞ 

❝ Now, now, officer, you mistake me for a snitch. ❞ 

❝ Where are they, you little son of a bitch! ❞ 

❝ Hahahahaha! That certainly scratched my itch. ❞ 

❝ Taking the warden, why not just kill him/her and escape? ❞ 

❝ If you want him/her dead, why come to me? You seem capable. ❞ 

❝ There are many in this city with a gift for causing harm. ❞ 

❝ I’ve seen what your toxin does. I want that. ❞ 

❝ Where am I? What’s happening to me? ❞ 

❝ The world should see you for the worthless thing you are. ❞ 

❝ I told you I knew everything about you, didn’t I?  ❞ 

❝ Spare me the good cop/bad cop routine. ❞ 

❝ See, you’re supposed to keep me talking. ❞ 

❝ Look me in the eye and say that. ❞ 

❝ I’ve had a devil of a time tracking you down. ❞ 

❝ So, it’s over, the whole world knows. What now? ❞ 

❝ I’m not feeling myself tonight. ❞ 

❝ Er, um, you’ll feel better tomorrow.  ❞ 

❝ I trusted you and you just left me to die! ❞ 

❝ Don’t you dare lie to me! ❞ 

❝ Guys, guys, guys, so good to see you.  ❞ 

❝ I’ve got nothing to say to you. ❞ 

❝ I did it. Cornered you. Did what no one else could.  ❞ 

❝ I already know, and I’m not waiting anymore. ❞ 

❝ But know this: it’ll be an act of mercy when you do. ❞ 

❝ Abandon the city, for I will unleash your greatest fears. ❞ 

❝ Lost for words? I expected more… I’m hurt. ❞ 

❝ How long did you wait before replacing me, huh? ❞ 

❝ Without fear, life is meaningless. ❞ 

❝ Why aren’t you scared!? ❞ 

❝ You’re old, you’re predictable and you never stood a chance. ❞ 

❝ You used to put up a fight. ❞ 

❝ I would have kept it when I was finished with you. ❞ 

❝ I’ve trained my mind to feel no pain. ❞ 

❝ Don’t be fooled, don’t think you’re winning. ❞ 

❝ It’s not the face you’re given… It’s the face you choose. ❞ 

❝ If I’m not mistaken, turned out to be rather a long one if I recall… ❞ 

❝ No… no! Those guns, they were mine! ❞ 

❝ Things change. Now, it’s just war. ❞ 

❝ I tried one of those question mark games they have around here.  ❞ 

❝ I pressed the button and burnt the evil bastard myself. ❞ 

❝ You don’t need to worry about us, or feel responsible.  ❞ 

❝ Once I understood your greatest fear, controlling you was simple.  ❞ 

❝ Think very carefully about your next move. ❞ 

❝ That’s what I like about you - predictable!  ❞ 

❝ You will bring death to all who follow you. ❞ 

❝ You were young, full of rage. You still got that fight? ❞ 

❝ Die, knowing that I will make them suffer- every one. ❞ 

❝ You die here, and your legend dies with you. ❞ 

❝ I kinda hoped you’d put more of a fight. ❞ 

❝ Sorry kid. You shoulda stuck to the little leagues. ❞ 

❝ I did it! I actually did it! I mean, of course I did! ❞ 

❝ I don’t think you’ll be solving this one. ❞ 

❝ Riddle me this: What’s dead? You! ❞ 

❝ My only regret is I didn’t kill ‘em myself. ❞ 

❝ You’re dead! Wait, does that mean I’m dead?!  ❞ 

❝ Well that’s what I get for betting it all on black. ❞ 

❝ You survive everything I ever threw at you only to die now, like this? ❞ 

❝ Do me a favor and die already. I got a business to run! ❞ 

❝ Is this some kind of joke? Trying to run me outta Gotham?  ❞ 

❝ I can see the same fire in your eyes. Before this night is through… that fire will consume you. ❞ 

❝ I’m going to steal all your money, and destroy everything you’ve built here, okay? ❞

[fatherofmachine-a]

“i love you so much, sometimes i forget what hating myself feels like.” ( /listen./ )

@anurbanlcgend | HURT MEME !! ( no u listen, i’m in Pain, how DARE u ?? )

Things had been difficult for them these last several months, after SAMARITAN. Harold allowed his DISTRAUGHT feelings over his Creation, over his own failure ( after The Machine had seemingly IMPLIED that it was suggesting they kill a congressman to keep Samaritan from coming online ), to cloud his judgement. He’d refused to help John with the numbers at first, despite his pleas ( & even though it had been HAROLD who’d dragged him into all of this in the first place ). While they’d eventually had a LONG talk, circumstances forced them to keep each other at a DISTANCE, in more ways than one.  

But … when John had appeared with an INJURED hand ( after they’d finished a particularly DIFFICULT case ), Harold all but insisted on cleaning & dressing the wound & he hadn’t resisted.  They sat in front of the desk, within two chairs that were directly across from each other & a first-aid kit sat open upon the table-top. Once the bandage was fastened in place, John moved to intertwine their fingers. That action in itself caused a FAMILIAR affectionate warmth to unfurl within Harold’s chest—–but then John was pulling him closer & dark lashes fluttered closed as their lips met.

He positively MELTED into the kiss, any tension dissolving almost instantly ( as much as it could, with Harold’s injuries ). It was soft & SLOW, almost careful, & Harold barely stifled a soft, emotionally induced hum. Once they parted, John rested his forehead against Harold’s, their noses nearly brushing & the sound of their QUIET, steady breathing was the only sound within the abandoned subway ( save for the distant hum of computer equipment in the background ). John’s familiar ( & deeply missed ) proximity, his familiar scent, was … enticing & Harold wanted to linger here, like this, indefinitely.

❛ I love you so much … sometimes  … I forget what hating myself feels like. ❜

John’s gruff near-whisper drifted between them after a moment, EMOTION threatening to fracture the sound of his voice & Harold’s answering exhale trembled. An understood sorrow they both shared was etched into the shape of his brow, showing within the TIGHTNESS of his mouth just then—–

 ❝ John, ❞

It was a QUIET murmur, barely above a whisper ( lest EMOTION render his words useless ) & Harold gently SQUEEZED his friends’ fingers, which were still intertwined with his own. Although it wasn’t necessarily said OUT LOUD, it was clear by the way John’s name was spoken that he was saying it back ;  i love you.

❝ … STAY with me a while. ❞

[shesnipes-archive]

This has been on my mind for long but I’m gonna do this - please reblog this if you’re comfortable with pre-establishing relationships. I do not mean “met at the grocery store two weeks ago” or “have a common friend”, but rather stuff like “have been best friends since kindergrden”, “go for a beer every friday”, “friends with benefits”, “dated in highschool”, “hate each other’s guts because -insert reason-”  etc. Something meaningful (but not necessarily shippy) and I mean with muns/characters you have not interacted with, because I cannot believe I am the only one who prefers jumping right into the heart of the human interaction.

[anurbanlcgend-a]

Listen I'm kindnof high on sleeping medication rn and none of this is funny but I tjenk so. Just the idea of young team machine. Saving the world whole going to highschool.

Fuck off and don't do drugs kids.

[rumiinatophat]

Jughead Jones in Riverdale 1.03 “Chapter Three: Body Double”.

[sandcvstles]

hurt meme.

“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”

“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”

“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”

“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”

“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”

“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”

“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”

“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”

“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”

“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”

“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”

“i fucked up, why do you not care?”

“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”

“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”

“i have no idea how to do cpr.”

“whose blood is that?”

“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”

“don’t you dare fucking let go!” 

“what the hell happened to you?” 

“are they dead? did you kill them?” 

“do you know what you’ve done?” 

“you’re either with me or against me.” 

“who the hell did this to you?” 

“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…” 

“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?” 

“when was the last time you ate?” 

“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!” 

 “i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.” 

“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“ 

“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.” 

“are you… throwing up in there?” 

“why aren’t you eating?” 

“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.” 

“i can’t breathe, i can’t –” 

“i woke up, & you were gone.” 

“just tell me something, was it really worth it?” 

“it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.”

[anurbanlcgend-a]

I would love a dead space au. Or any kind of sci fi thing along those lines holy shit.

[anurbanlcgend-a]

I would love a dead space au. Or any kind of sci fi thing along those lines holy shit.

[memesandthings]

DARK, THRILLING, AND/OR CRIMINAL SENTENCE STARTERS: PT2.

“If they catch us, we’re dead.”

“… There’s no signal out here.”

“Where’s the money you owe me?”

“Have you ever done this before?”

“Did you bring what I asked?”

“I saw you steal that…”

“I think I dropped my weapon.”

“This is the last time I ever do this.”

“Shit, the cops are coming!”

“Wait. I think I heard footsteps.”

“We shouldn’t be doing this.”

“The cops are looking for us.”

“What the fuck is that?!”

“You’re gonna get hurt.”

“Next time, I’ll kill you.”

“It’s my first time doing this.”

“You’re gonna get us caught.”

“You seriously got high without me?”

“You seriously got drunk without me?”

“I’m never doing this with you again.”

“How’d you get all this money?”

“What are you doing out here?”

“What if something goes wrong?”

“I have a bad feeling about this.”

“I’ve never gotten high before…”

“I’ve never gotten drunk before…”

“What the fuck did you do now?”

“Let’s go and do something bad.”

“Whatever it was, it wasn’t human.”

“So are we getting high, or what?”

“I’ll kill the asshole that did this to you.”

“It seems like you’ve done this before.”

“I have to be honest… this car is stolen.”

“What do you mean this isn’t your car?!”

“I shouldn’t have let you talk me into this.”

“What do you mean this isn’t your house?!”

“That’s… a lot of drugs you’ve got there.”

“Please tell me you brought a weapon with you.”

“We don’t have to do this, we can turn around.”

“How much time will they give us if we get caught?”

“Watch the door for me? I’ll be out in five minutes.”

“Maybe it’s the drugs, but I swear I heard someone…”

“This is literally the worst fucking time to hurt your leg!”

“Are you about to go do something illegal? Count me in.”

“The engine is dead and we’re in the middle of nowhere. Fucking great.”

[eyesofwitt]

Thanks, Harold.

“Loyalty is what makes us trust. Trust is what makes us stay. Staying is what makes us love, and love is what gives us hope.”

“His loyalty, so fierce and unwavering, makes my eyes water and heart ache.”

[memeasaurus-promptus]

Sleep Deprivation Sentence Starters

Requested by Anonymous

“When was the last time you slept?” 

“What? Sorry, I’m having trouble focusing…” 

“…What was I doing?” 

“What are you doing?” 

“Did you see that? No?” 

“I haven’t slept in almost __ days.” 

“You look absolutely terrible.” 

“I’m so exhausted I don’t feel tired anymore.” 

“I don’t think I can stand up without things spinning.” 

“You need to go to bed.” 

“I can’t sleep.” 

“You aren’t making any sense.” 

“…What?” 

🏨+ Add your own!

[anurbanlcgend-a]

it’s been two hours im done ive done it im going to bed ilu guys xoxo ill catch you later.

[mountainfullofdreams-deactivate]

⤫; boys being boys

@anurbanlcgend

This really hadn’t been his day, first he had to dodge that asshole that didn’t deserve the title of father and then he had instead run into some idiots who thought he was an easy target. Well, he had shown him that he wasn’t. It had gotten him some bruises and cuts as well as a dislocated shoulder but he had won and shown them not to mess with him again.

Still, he had trouble getting his shoulder back into place and so he had headed to the only person he would trust enough to help him with this. Alastair tried to wipe away most of the visible blood before poking his head through the backdoor of the place John worked. He waved at one of the other people with his good hand and they nodded, knowing he would want to speak to John.

Waiting outside, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it, staring at the sky while he waited. When the door opened, he tore his eyes away from the sky and gave John a grin around his cigarette. “Hey Johnny. Hope you’re not too busy but I could use your help with a little something.” He waved at his shoulder and watched the other’s reaction carefully, ready to bolt any second if he had to for whatever reason.

[anurbanlcgend-a]

John Tallis had moved to Edinburgh little over a year agone,. His father had died mere months before - and that wound was still wide open and bleeding if you knew how to watch, but he hid it well, if only for his mother's sake. - and then his mother had fallen ill. The best chance of treatment, they said, was here, so he sold everything they had down to the loose nails in the floorboards, and left for Scotland with the shirts on their back and a few small suitcases to their name.

John had been a tireless worker, took all the overtime he could get and even days when they needed a replacement. It paid rent and kept the lights on, it paid for the backlog of medical bills. Sort of. Beggars can't be choosers.

So he doesn't see Al when he comes in, because his head's over a stove finishing his last few orders. He had done this work before, both cooking and waitstaffing, but he felt good at it all the same once he learned the recipes. He cast a glance up at one of the guys who work by him - that friend of yours is outside, John. - and he thanked him and disappeared out the door when he was done.

He had always generally been good about seeming impassive when faced with a situation that might've incited more emotion. Something about the cruel hands he'd dealt with before the Tallis' had adopted him and he knew a flight risk when he saw one. He had been one when they first came and he made sure to keep things underwraps. He sighed, closed his eyes briefly, before looking at him - concerned but still neutral. "Jesus, Al. No, I’m free. What happened?"

[anurbanlcgend-a]

so i have this leather jacket, right. it’s one of my only good ones - apparently im a little broad shouldered and a lot of jackets fit everything except for my shoulders, this ones baggy but it fits so it’s fine. anyway. point is sameen, the cat not hte girl, this shit ticket took it.

had it out the other day, uh. no it’s been out for a while because i was going to use it for halloween, but the point is it’s out of the closet andi  never put it back up, and it ends up thrown over on ... actually i don’t know what it’s on. boxes? a table? what is that? i don’t fucking know.

sameen has taken it over as his Official Bed. it fell over in a way he couldn’t get on this morning and he lost his utter shit until i put it back. that’s my jacket you fucking shit ticket. fuck.