𝘪'𝘮 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱

if everest is 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓁… then levi is 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗲𝗽𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘀.

[daredevillish]

❝ I WILL FEEL IT AS 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐘 AND EXPRESS IT AS 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 AS I PLEASE ! ❞

𓊈they say blood remembers what the world forgets.𓊉

somewhere between truth and silence, two lives were written— and rewritten— until even their own names no longer belonged to them. one learned to 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕞— the other learned to ˡⁱᵛᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰⁱⁿ ⁱᵗ. ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈

EVEREST ｗａｌｋｓ ｉｎ ｄａｙｌｉｇｈｔ, carrying the weight of a badge that grants him access to the very darkness he seeks to ḋ̴̰̞̗̄̌̾͠e̶͔̼̹̘̟͓̰̎̇̀͜s̵̹͙̪͚̉́̎̇̂̔͋̐͂̆ͅt̷̛̘͔̻̰̠͓̳̀͜͝r̶̝̥̹͋ơ̷͔̾̃̈͆̃̀̾͜y̵̡̢̬̯̯͓͓͍͖̫͐̒̒͗̐͠. he speaks little but observes everything. a man who chose discipline over chaos— only to find that control is its own kind of fracture. // LEVI 𝖒𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝖘𝖍𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖘, where rules bend and people break. he does not seek balance— only function. a bloodhound shaped by survival, by violence, by the quiet certainty that nothing in his world is ever given— ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ.

if everest is restraint… levi is release. if everest is control… levi is consequence.

#daredevillish ; a study in bending rules, crossing lines and toying with fate. where control is fragile, consequences are inevitable and every choice comes with a price. // rules. story. wishlist. opens. prompts. pinterest.

a dual muse, independent, multiship roleplay blog heavily inspired by the show bloodhounds! mature content and trigger warnings— death, blood & violence are mentioned fairy often so beware. activity would be highly sporadic. established 251224 / revamped 260408. loved by jj. other blogs: @deerhunteer

[daredevillish]

open to: f.  plot: in the source.  connection: whatever flies your spaceship. muse: everest lee.

he  lay  there  for  a  long  moment,  eyes  fixed  on  the  ceiling  as  his  vision  slowly  came  into  focus.  the  faint  ache  in  his  body  was  a  lingering  reminder  of  the  night  before–-  of  the  heat,  the  whispers,  the  way  her  body  had  felt  against  his.  a  small,  almost  dazed  smile  tugged  at  his  lips  as  he  turned  his  head  to  the  side.

there  she  was,  curled  up  beside  him  beneath  the  sheets,  her  hair  spilling  over  the  pillow,  breathing  slow  and  even.  peaceful.  pretty.  almost  angelic.  it  was  hard  to  believe  that  just  hours  ago,  that  same  serenity  had  been  replaced  by  fire–-  by  the  kind  of  passion  that  made  the  world  blur  and  time  stop.  his  chest  tightened  at  the  memory  and  even  more  at  the  sight  of  her  now.  this  wasn’t  supposed  to  happen.  she  wasn’t  supposed  to  matter  this  much.  but  she  did.

everest  exhaled  softly,  careful  not  to  wake  her  as  he  slid  out  of  bed.  his  movements  were  quiet,  almost  reverent,  like  he  didn’t  want  to  disturb  the  fragile  stillness  that  hung  in  the  room.  pulling  on  his  sweatpants,  he  ran  a  hand  through  his  hair  and  glanced  back  at  her  once  more.  she  looked  so  content,  so  safe–-  and  that  thought  alone  stirred  something  deep  within.

the  faint  growl  of  his  stomach  pulled  him  from  his  thoughts.  he  padded  to  the  kitchen,  opening  the  fridge  and  staring  inside  for  a  moment  before  deciding.  pancakes.  bacon  on  the  side.  simple  but  comforting.  something  warm  to  greet  her  with  when  she  woke  up.  he  went  to  freshen  up,  then  got  to  work,  the  quiet  sizzle  of  the  pan  filling  the  silence.  as  he  mixed  the  batter,  his  mind  wandered  again–-  to  her  laugh,  to  the  way  she  had  said  his  name,  to  the  soft  press  of  her  lips  against  his  neck.  maybe  it  wasn’t  just  a  night.  maybe  it  was  the  start  of  something  he  wasn’t  quite  ready  for–-  but  couldn’t  walk  away  from  anymore either.

[daredevillish]

open to: f. plot: a character’s had a nightmare and needs company to feel safe enough to go back to sleep. connection: friends / neighbours / love interest, anything! muse: everest lee.

the  nightmare  didn’t  follow  him  out  of  sleep  but  it  stayed  close  enough  to  be  felt.  everest  lay  still,  eyes  open,  fixed  on  the  ceiling.  his  breathing  was  steady,  controlled.  on  the  surface,  nothing  was  wrong  but  sleep  didn’t  come  back.  there  was  a  tightness  in  his  chest,  quiet  and  persistent.  not  fear.  something  colder.  familiar.  he  exhaled  slowly,  dragging  a  hand  down  his  face.  it  wasn’t  real.  still—  his  gaze  shifted  toward  the  wall  to  his  right.  on  the  other  side  of  it—  his  jaw  tightened.  this  was  unnecessary.  he  sat  up  anyway.  

minutes  later,  he  stood  outside  their  door,  the  hallway  dim  and  silent.  his  hand  hovered  for  a  second  longer  than  it  should  have.  then  two  soft  knocks  followed.  he  stepped  back  slightly,  like  he  could  undo  it  if  needed.  there  was  movement  inside.  faint  but  enough.  when  the  door  cracked  open,  he  didn’t  speak  immediately.  his  eyes  found  them  first—  sleep-softened,  real.  “…sorry.”  a  pause.  “i  woke  you…  i  can’t  sleep.”  the  words  came  simple,  unguarded  in  a  way  that  didn’t  suit  him.  his  hands  slipped  into  his  pockets,  shoulders  set  but  not  quite  rigid.  for  a  moment,  it  looked  like  he  might  leave.  he  didn’t.  “…can  i  stay  here  for  a  bit?”  not  quite  a  question.  not  quite  anything  he  was  used  to  asking.  everest  held  their  gaze,  something  faintly  worn  showing  through  the  cracks  of  his  composure.

[daredevillish]

open to: m / f if romantic. plot: in the source. connection: anything, surprise me! muse: levi park.

the  hallway  lights  flicker  like  they’re  struggling  to  stay  alive.  it’s  late  enough  that  the  building  should  be  empty—  offices  dark,  doors  locked,  the  city  outside  reduced  to  a  distant  hum  through  reinforced  glass.  but  something’s  off.  not  loud.  not  obvious.  just…  wrong.  like  the  air’s  been  disturbed  in  a  way  it  shouldn’t  have  been.  levi  notices  it  before  he  sees  anything.  he  pauses  mid-step,  not  dramatic  about  it,  just  still.  listening.  there’s  a  rhythm  to  places  like  this.  ventilation,  electricity,  the  faint  settling  of  structure.  he’s  learned  to  recognize  when  that  rhythm  breaks.  right  now,  it  has.  he  doesn’t  call  it  in.  doesn’t  reach  for  backup.  just  adjusts  his  grip  slightly—  subtle,  almost  absent-minded  and  continues  forward  like  nothing’s  changed.  the  door  at  the  end  of  the  corridor  is  already  open.  it  shouldn’t  be.

levi  stops  a  few  feet  short  of  it,  gaze  flicking  once  over  the  hinges,  the  frame,  the  floor  just  beyond.  no  tension  in  his  posture.  if  anything,  he  looks…  bored.  “sloppy,”  he  says,  voice  quiet,  flat.  not  to  himself.  to  whoever  is  inside.  a  beat  of  silence  stretches.  then,  just  as  casually,  he  steps  through  the  doorway,  the  calm  snaps.  movement.  fast  and  precise.  not  hesitation—  reaction.  levi  shifts  just  enough  to  avoid  the  first  strike  but  not  cleanly.  it  grazes  him—  fabric  tearing,  skin  splitting  shallow  along  his  side.  he  doesn’t  retreat.  doesn’t  even  look  down.  instead,  he  closes  the  distance.  too  close,  too  fast  for  most  people  to  adjust.  his  hand  catches  the  other’s  wrist  mid-motion,  grip  iron-tight,  redirecting  the  follow-up  before  it  can  land  properly.  the  other  hand  comes  up.  a  strike  aimed  to  end  the  exchange,  not  prolong  it.  up  close,  there’s  no  anger  in  his  expression,  no  adrenaline,  just  focus.  cold,  steady,  and  already  certain.  “you  had  one  chance,”  he  says,  low  enough  that  it  almost  doesn’t  carry.  then,  quieter—  “now  you’re  wasting  my  time.”

[hedonisticvampyre]

Don't cry, I promise the bite wont hurt.

[enhypendata]

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[daredevillish]

he  rarely  drank  and  usually,  he  could  hold  his  liquor.  but  tonight,  he  felt  drunk  in  a  way  alcohol  could  never  achieve–-   love  drunk,  intoxicated  by  her  very  presence.  it  was  a  heady,  dizzying  sensation,  as  if  his  blood  had  been  replaced  with  pure  infatuation.  his  lips,  with  a  newfound  reverence,  seemed  to  latch  onto  every  single  inch  of  her  bare  skin,  worshipping  her  body  like  a  sacred  text.  the  growing  hunger  within  him  was  a  ravenous  beast,  gnawing  at  his  control,  pushing  him  to  go  further,  faster.  it  was  as  if  time  itself  was  an  enemy,  as  if,  should  he  not  possess  her  completely  in  this  moment,  he  would  combust  and  disappear  into  thin  air.

his  hands,  trembling  slightly  with  anticipation,  cupped  her  face,  thumbs  tracing  the  delicate  curve  of  her  cheekbones.  he  deepened  the  kiss,  a  silent  plea  passing  between  them.  open-mouthed  kisses  followed,  desperate  and  demanding,  punctuated  by  the  nimble  dance  of  fingers  working  to  rid  them  both  of  their  clothes.  buttons  popped,  zippers  surrendered,  fabric  whispered  to  the  floor  in  forgotten  heaps.

the  sharp  chill  of  the  air  gave  way  to  the  promise  of  warmth  as  hot  water  started  streaming  from  the  showerhead,  the  steam  quickly  encircling  them  completely,  a  swirling,  sensual  fog.  he  pushed  her  back  against  the  cold,  smooth  tiles,  the  contrast  a  jolt  that  only  heightened  the  intensity  of  the  moment.  his  own  hair,  now  slick  and  wet,  plastered  against  the  sides  of  his  head,  framing  his  face  as  he  looked  at  her,  his  eyes  dark  with  desire.  their  ragged  breaths  and  soft  moans  mingled  with  the  rush  of  the  running  water,  a  symphony  of  longing.

his  fingers  traced  the  familiar,  beloved  landscape  of  her  curves,  from  the  delicate  hollow  of  her  throat  to  the  swell  of  her  hips,  until  they  reached  the  soft  inner  flesh  of  her  thighs.  with  excruciating  slowness,  he  slipped  between  them,  a  possessive  claim.  rubbing  slow,  deliberate  circles  at  her  core,  he  felt  her  tremble,  felt  her  surrender.  he  held  her  power  in  his  hands,  toying  with  her,  teasing  her,  getting  her  primed  and  ready  for  what  was  coming  next,  building  a  fire  that  threatened  to  consume  them  both.

it  was  her.  all  her.  the  very  essence  of  her  existence  was  doing  unspeakable  things  to  him,  unleashing  a  primal  force  he  barely  recognized.  and  he  was  going  to  give  her  a  good  taste  of  that  unleashed  power,  a  taste  of  the  storm  he  was  holding  back.

the  shrill,  insistent  ring  of  his  alarm  tore  him  from  the  depths  of  the  dream,  dragging  him  back  to  the  cold  reality  of  the  morning.  it  was  but  a  fever  dream,  a  tantalizing  illusion  conjured  from  longing.  everest  groaned,  burying  his  face  in  the  pillow  as  the  annoying  sound  was  clicked  off.  the  echo  of  her  touch  still  lingered  on  his  fingertips,  a  phantom  sensation  that  mocked  the  emptiness  beside  him.  it  was  going  to  be  a  long  day  ahead,  filled  with  the  aching  absence  of  the  woman  who  haunted  his  dreams  and  consumed  his  waking  thoughts.  he  knew,  with  a  sinking  feeling,  that  the  day  would  be  spent  counting  the  minutes  until  he  could  lose  himself  in  her  again,  this  time  in  reality  and  not  in  the  fleeting  world  of  imagination.

[susierpt]

okay, but extra-messy “we used to date five years ago and we still love each other but we haven’t seen each other in ages until now, and i’m in this club watching you dancing and making out with someone else, and you just went into the bathroom and i’m sort of drunk and REALLY pissed off so i think i’m gonna beat the crap out of your new date now” au

[calisverse]

MATTERS OF THE HEART: LONGING, DEVOTION, HEARTBREAK, LOVE BETRAYAL, CONFESSIONS AND MORE. all sentences were taken from pinterest boards with different quotes regarding matters of the heart related to all types of love: toxic, healthy, obsession, forbidden, desire, longing and much more. change all names, locations and pronouns as you see fit.

"Consider that kiss a parting gift."

"In another life, we would have been perfect together."

"I know you're bad for me,but I can't stay away.”

"I kissed you just to watch you fall.”

"I wanted you to feel the sting of my betrayal.”

"Your touch is forbidden,but I crave it.”

"That kiss was for every lie you've ever told."

"I wanna be yours,the chapter that completes your story."

"You're everything I've ever wanted, but not right now.”

"I wanted you to taste the bitterness of my revenge."

"If circumstances were different, we would be together."

"Our rivalry is the spark that keeps my ambition burning.”

"I'd rather have a forbidden love than no love at all."

"We're breaking all the rules just by being together.”

"It hurts to love you in silence.”

"I'm invisible to the one I love the most.”

"Your obliviousness to my feelings is my daily torment.”

“I pretend your smiles are meant for me.”

"Every moment of that kiss was filled with my loathing."

"Every argument with you feels like a dance."

"We were never supposed to be on the same side."

"I didn't expect to feel this way after the kiss.”

"We crossed a line with that kiss."

"You'll never know how much I care.”

"Our love is a risk I'm willing to take.”

"You're my addiction,and I crave danger."

"We're bound by a love that could burn us both.”

"Our competition is fierce, but it's what makes us both stronger."

“We both know what this is.”

"This is purely physical, nothing more."

"I can't stand you... but I can't seem to stay away."

"Remember that kiss, it's the last piece of r you'll ever have.”

"By you, I am forever undone.”

"It's infuriating how you're always right.”

"That kiss was my silent scream."

"Our hearts don't care about the consequences."

"Now you know what it feels like to be played.”

"That kiss was for all the heartbreak you caused.”

"Everyone keeps telling me you're the bad guy."

"If I ever see you anywhere near her, you'll have to deal with me."

"H-How long have you been standing there?"

"I think I'm in love with you, and I'm terrified."

"When are you going to realize that I don't care?"

"Who gave you that black eye?!"

"I'm sorry, what were you saying? I keep getting lost in your eyes"

"Oh, god, you've insulted me! What ever shall I do? I'll be mentally and emotionally scarred for years!"

 "Don't say you love me."

 "It's a hobby of mine to prove you wrong."

"I wish things were simpler for us.”

"We're like fire and ice, destined to collide but never meant to be together."

"We have to keep this a secret for both our sakes.”

"is now a bad time to tell you i'm claustrophobic?" 

"i never noticed your [insert feature/trait] before. it's cute."

 "this might be a bad time to mention it, but i really like your cologne/perfume."

"i know. but i need you to stay calm, okay? breathe with me."

"i won't let anything happen to you, i swear."

"not that i'm not enjoying this, but could you move your hands?"

"we never speak of this again, do you hear?"

- "never figured you for this much of a cuddler."

"i know you don't like being touched, but there's not that can be done about that now."

- "you're not okay, you're shaking. what can i do? please, just let me help you."

- "your heart's beating really fast, i can hear it."

"look at me like that again and I might think you want to fuck me."

"no, I don't like them touching you because I don't like it when someone else touches what's mine."

"I gave you all the chances to escape me, you didn't take them. don't pretend like we both don't know you secretly like being my pet."

"I am only being gentle because you're wounded. we're still enemies."

"I'm not letting you go out there and get yourself killed. we've fought many times before, and I always won. what makes you think I'm not going to do whatever it takes to stop you from walking out that door?"

"promise me I am the only enemy you have." 

"you can't just jump in front of a bullet to save an enemy. god, what the hell is wrong with you?”

"I'll kiss you if that's what it takes to shut you up."

"we're not friends or lovers. we're enemies. but there's no bond greater than the bond shared between two people who are covered in each other's blood, is there?"

"you let your lover die to save the world. but here you are, willing to let the entire world burn to save me from myself."

"I will deny you death until you beg me for it."

"Sometimes memories are the worst form of torture."

" "Hungry dogs are never loyal."

"You here to finish me off, Sweetheart?"

 "People do bad things when they are trying to survive."

"Aw look at them- so young and willing to get themselves killed." 

"Remember boy, history is written by the victors."

"I want to taste you so badly." 

"Make me beg for it."

 "You surprise me every day."

"Let's find out how much you want it."

"Kiss me, I can't wait any longer."

"Come on, please, do it."

"Oh, you like that?"

"Hmm, you're not very patient, are you?"

"Well, let's see what happens tonight."

 "Oh, you're hard to please."

"I had a very nice dream that started like this."

"Can you be good for me?"

"You're still holding back, just let go."

"I've never even loved you"

"Is that all you have to say?"

"Can I leave now?"

"You're finally showing your true colors."

"They weren't wrong about you."

 "How could you be so cruel?"

"I loved you, I really did."

"You've changed a lot."

"I'm sorry, just hate me for the rest of your life."

"I guess that's just how little I meant to you."

"Who was that?"

"I don't like the way he/she/they look/s at you."

"So what if I'm jealous?"

"How come you never do that with me?"

 "Hey. You're mine." 

"Don't worry. I'm yours."

"I can't have these people all over you."

"Don't you trust me?"

 "You're not the one I don't trust..."

[dumblr]

When you get mad, take a deep breath and count to ten. Throw a punch at eight. No one ever expects that.

[kvrtcobains]

plot idea?? you’re one of my ballet students’ fathers that i sometimes get distracted by in the middle of teaching class, and tonight you found out about my second job where you’re paying for a vip room at the strip club. 

[antontual]

SUNGHOON: 250625

[yum-nyang]

SUNGHOON: outside | music bank

[hoonclub]

SUNGHOON — ‘BLACK SWAN’ ending fairy (221224)

[parksnghoon]

oof . ..

[enhypendata]

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