heaving through corrupted lungs

blake huang 26 years old hunter resistance

[julian-cordoba]

Julian had been assigned to training, apparently he had been spending too much time helping out the new wolves. Right now, as he watched Blake kicking the ass of his student. He was regretting this assignment for sure. "I saw her hold her hand up." He pointed across the room at someone he didn't know.

[blakewithastake]

"What's that? Julian, you volunteer?" Blake grinned, shaking his head at him. "Alright, Russo? Tap in. Yang, I'm sorry, you pulled the short straw," he nodded, heading off the mat and to his water. Looking over at Julian, he added, "You know she's gonna get you for that later, right?"

[c-alliecooper]

Callie knew that Blake was running training today and, as was her right, she had made her way down there to watch him from the back of the room. She wasn't even remotely embarrassed to admit that she was staring–swooning, even–and when the opportunity presented itself, she leaned forward on the bench she was perched on. "I could take you."

[blakewithastake]

Blake turned at the sound of her voice, an easy grin pulling onto his face. Of course, it was followed by a healthy dose of guilt in the pit of his stomach. Had he been staring back at her a little too long, now? "Uh, Russo? Take over for me, yeah," he said, patting Russo on the shoulder while the crowd let out some 'oooohs' at Blake heading over to his girlfriend. "You could definitely take me. I'll have to respectfully decline so that I don't lose face."

[g-enevievehuang]

Gen chuckled as he disarmed the poor guy and swiftly moved on, ready to take on the next challenger, and she simply couldn't help herself. Stepping past the small crowd that had gathered around him, she grinned. "How about round sixty three, baby bro?" She couldn't say if that was actually how many times she had taken him on and he had beaten her, but maybe today she would turn things around.

[blakewithastake]

"Are you sure you want to add another major knockout to your record, Gen? I don't know if your reputation's gonna recover after this," he teased with a wide grin as she stepped up to the mat. Blake raised his brows, noticing how the crowd had gotten a little bigger now. He held his arms out to her. "Go on, I'll even give you the first shot for free."

[sean-mitchell-hih]

Sean had never been comfortable in a room full of hunters, and Blake had just proven why. How'd he do that? Just disarm a guy with one manoeuvre? He should ask, he should totally ask, but the thing was... Sean was a bloodline hunter too. For, like, a lifetime now, so the basics should've been pretty much hammered into him, so asking something this simple was not an option. "Nice, Blake. Totally got him in the," he gestured vaguely to whatever pressure point resides between one's neck and shoulder. "Classic."

[blakewithastake]

"Thanks, man," Blake laughed, grinning at Sean's compliment. He nodded to Russo to take the next round, tapping out so he could head over to Sean. "Are you, uh, planning on jumping in today?" Blake asked it super casually, pausing to drain a good half of his water bottle, before looking back at him. "Or you could take my place, you know. Show 'em how it's down. Really run through the 'classics'."

[blakewithastake]

Blake was scheduled in to run training today. The usual drills, sparring, keeping everyone on their toes and most of all, keeping his own increasingly worsening wounds under wraps. He was in the middle of a demonstration now, grimacing as he watched them hesitate. "Bad move," he said not uncaringly as he proceeded to swiftly disarm them. "Who's next?"

@havensdalestarters

[fleetwoodmar]

LEWIS TAN as Lu Xin Lee Fistful of Vengeance (2022)

[wells-hannah]

NEW GIRL ( 2011 - 2018 ) ↳ season 1 episode 15

[blakewithastake]

@deranged-dean

[itsannabethlin]

"maybe we could get a fun vacation" she bounced, as they walked. ever the optimist. annabeth helped wherever she could, she preferred to feel useful instead of a body floating round with nothing to do.

at the sound of his hiss, annabeths head whipped round with a frown on her face. he had told her that he had healed. "blake, you're not healed at all." she stepped forward to assist "let me have a look at it."

[blakewithastake]

"i might have exaggerated," he sighed, taking a small step back from her. even now, when he was caught, he hesitated to indulge in her request. blake had been hit with a warlock's magic about a month ago. at first, he really did think it was healing. he was sorely mistaken, but there had been so much to do. there had been no time to dwell. there was never any time.

at last, he relented. blake lifted his shirt for her, revealing the black and blueish wound with its rippling lines that cascaded over his skin. it looked angry and unnatural. it looked like there was no time. "not so cute, huh?"

[itsannabethlin]

"that's true, but would it hurt if we all took a day off?" she offered a smile to lighten the mood. it was chaos, people sprinting to offer aid where they could.

"i am. i'm going down to help with medical, people have been injured and an extra set of hands helping won't go to waste"

[blakewithastake]

"i'll take that to ana for us," blake grinned. there was never a dull day down here, to put it lightly. and more than ever, it helped to put it lightly. "sounds good to me. they've got the best of the best on the case," he added, nodding to her as they both started towards southside exit.

blake was about to ask her how she was doing when he was hit with a sudden and sharp pain in his abdomen. he hissed through his teeth, stopping in his tracks. blake had told annabeth that the wound he was keeping under wraps had healed up, that she didn't have to worry. it looked like that was about to come around and bite him in the ass, now. "damn it."

[definitelyoneoftheguys]

happy birthday, manny jacinto!

[jakesjohnson-deactivated2016090]

[blakewithastake]

@mslocklynhart

[yayoikusamas-deactivated2016082]

mom: how u today

me: 

Edvard Munch

Despair, 1829.

Oil on canvas

36 1/4 x 26 1/2” (92 x 67 cm)

[blakewithastake]

"Never a dull day down here, right, A.B?" Blake greeted. When the shockwave had hit the town, the underground wasn't left out. Agents were scrambling left, right and centre to get topside. Blake was here to help however he could, most likely moving rubble.

"Are you heading to the Southside exit too?" @itsannabethlin

[e-lenamontgomery]

Elena's head shot up when she heard his voice and a breath she had been holding burst from her lungs. He was alive. He looked absolutely harrowing, but he was alive. She didn't even think- didn't look around to see who might see them- before jumping from her seat and wrapping her arms around him, burying her face in his neck. "I was so worried." She didn't dare clarify that she had been worried about him. If he wanted to assume that she was worried about her own safety, let him. Let them all think the worst of her.

A little awkwardly, she extricated herself from him and returned to her seat, half hoping that he would sit on the same side as her, but it would be her own fault when he inevitably took the seat across from her. It was at her own demand that they were to remain a secret- she couldn't have the world knowing that she had left Henry only to end up with a mole-man!- but damn it, she wanted him to comfort her. "What's going on, Blake? Are things getting worse?"

[blakewithastake]

The last thing Blake had expected was for Elena to jump up from her seat and throw her arms around him. He was so shocked, he didn't move at first. Slowly, his arms had wrapped around her too, eyes closing as she burrowed into his neck. Blake let out the breath he'd been holding at her words - the world must really be ending - and offered a small smile. "It's okay," he said softly. Not 'I'm okay', but the implication was there if she wanted it.

Blake wanted to sit beside her, to pull her close and give her all the care she so deserved, but the pit of guilt in his stomach wouldn't let him. Instead, he sat across from her and reached out for her hand. "I think they're changing. Sooner or later, something has to give. We can't-," he started before hesitating, clearing his throat- "The town, I mean, can't keep this up for much longer. The dome, the fighting, all of it." His voice was hushed and his heart heavy. They lived in two different worlds, he knew that, and he didn't want to scare her. "It just means there's hope, Lena. A chance to make a stand, for good this time. How are you, though?"

[e-lenamontgomery]

When the implosion at the school had happened, Elena was so stressed. She had first heard about it from Jesse when he had gone storming out of the house in search of his sister, which turned into a night of her pacing by the window, trying to call Blake and snapping at anyone who came near her. She had managed to make it seem like she was afraid of the commotion on the streets- that the attacks happening were inconvenient to her and that Jamie being involved was just ruining her peaceful evening- but none of it was true. Elena would rather her family think she was selfish than have them know the truth.

Blake would have been out there protecting people, and Elena was afraid he would get hurt... or worse.

When she finally got a text back from him, Elena demanded that he come see her. She needed to see him for herself to make sure that he was, in fact, okay. The worry was eating her up inside and she needed to do something to ease it. So, there she was, at a booth at the back of Lyndsy's Café- a lot of people avoided this place now that Juliette was psycho and the fewer people that saw her with a mole-man, the better- waiting for a dumb boy to come tell her that everything would be okay.

@blakewithastake

[blakewithastake]

Blake hadn't slowed down since the night the school had imploded. From the battlefield, to carrying his allies into med bay, it had been non-stop. They needed all hands- any hands- on deck for this one. Blake had his people to take care of, he had Callie's hand to hold while she worked through the devastation. He had to wash the blood and dirt from underneath his fingernail. And he had to reply to Elena Montgomery's decidedly worried text messages.

Her demand to see him face to face was unexpected. Elena had made no secret of the fact their relationship- well, whatever they were doing- was between only them. Blake, of course, was no better. He should be better. He said yes, though. He always ended up saying yes to her. Blake lingered at the door of Lyndsy's before taking a deep breath and heading in. He knew Elena would be in their booth, and wasted no more time meeting her there. Blake had cleaned up, but it was clear he'd seen better days. He looked her over, knowing better than to say she looked worried. "This seat taken?"

[interlibraryloan]

[c-alliecooper]

Hearing Blake say her name on the private channel, Callie almost let herself fall apart. "Blake." Her voice broke and a single tear fell, but she shook it off. She had to keep it together until the worst of it was over, until they'd saved who they could. "I should have noticed. I should have seen what they were doing." She shouldn't be making this about her, but she needed a second to feel like shit. She had failed to do her job and now the school was gone.

[blakewithastake]

Blake shook his head, of course this wasn't Callie's fault. He wished he could help ease her pain, to hold her through this night, but they both had to keep fighting. They both had a job to do. He might have stopped for her now, but the world continued to spin around him. "It's okay, baby," he said so softly that he wasn't sure if the words had made it past his lips. Blake felt his chest squeeze, his face already damp from tears, sweat and blood. They still had a job to do. "I'll see you soon, okay? Wait for me."