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@darhawk
This blog supports the idea of MULTIPLE THREADS with the same muse.
just to be clear, I’m staying here as long as this site functions. I have 0 intentions of deleting this blog, I will go down with this ship if only to see exactly how bad it gets
Alternatives to Tumblr if Yahoo goes any further
Soup.io - well-known alternative to Tumblr. Reblogging, post types, themes, collab blogs, dashboard, artsy, great community already there. Soup can auto-import everything you’ve posted on Tumblr.
TypePad - Includes reblogging. Dashboard and post types similar to Tumblr.
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Reblogging cause one day it just may be neccessary.
It became necessary
From someone who’s survived MySpace, livejournal, deviantart, and fanfiction.nets’ content purges and bad policy updates, here’s some advice on how to get through tumblr’s recent bullshit:
- don’t knee jerk delete. I know it’s tempting to peace out immediately but hang on and do the other steps first. Out right ghosting and erasing everything is how fandoms die.
- archive everything on your blog you want to keep
- tell your followers how they can archive and keep your work too. A lot of fic and art were only saved from ff.net and lj because other people saved it first. If you’re cool with other people saving your work for them to personally keep, let them know this. You can absolutely discourage reposting but I really do highly recommend you allow people to personally save fic and art they like and are worried will disappear forever. Digital Dark Ages are a real thing.
- tell people where you’re jumping ship to. Give links. Keep that info up, even if you’ve left the site.
- go through who you follow and find out where else you can follow them. Save their work if they’ll allow it. It’s tedious as hell but if you want to keep up with people on here clicking on their page to check in is the best way to do it.
- support places like ao3. This is exactly why ao3 asks for donations a few times a year. They are a 100% anti-purging, judgement free, ad free non profit run by an elected board and protected by lawyers. Places like ao3 literally save fandom so please continue to support them and other similar archives. This is exactly why ao3 is so important.
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"There's always been a code to living but if there were no rules, life would be more orderly. Rules were only created by people with money and power to control the smaller people. People get so caught up in those rules that it makes living harder. No rules means a happier place. Rules aren't going to stop anyone from doing what they want in the end so why have them? Plus let people do as they please and the idiots weed themselves out "
I’ve told a lot of lies.
I’ve hid a lot of secrets.
I’m not surprised you’d find it hard to trust me.
But, I swear… you are the one person I would NEVER try to d e c e i v e.
I don’t hate you. I just don’t trust you.
favorite rp partner: how many threads do we even have????
me: not enough
write a story about how you became the world’s most powerfull person… by accident.
You learn about the butterfly effect in school. The concept is interesting, but not so interesting that you don’t fall asleep partway through the movie. You hear something distantly about a butterfly beating its wings and hurricanes. You think it will never apply to you.
You know now (not then) that power comes through and from favors.
If you had known that then you would probably not have done so many.
(This is where it starts.)
One.
There is a strange creature crossing the road behind the lecture hall. You stop on your bike and frown at it. It looks a little like a turtle, but it’s limbs are longer than any turtle you’ve ever seen. It’s stretched out on the hot asphalt, long, pale limbs clawing forward towards the small stream that runs on the other side.
You hop off your bike and gently pick the creature up, hands under the belly of the shell like you learned from the internet.
Imagine your surprise when the shell slides off the creature instead, dropping a tiny woman onto the asphalt.
“Water,” she croaks, tiny eyes screwed shut. Her eyelids are the size of yours which means they’re huge on her. “Please.”
(You will not know until later what exactly please means to the fae.)
You feel yourself move through your shock. You pick her up and take her to the water’s edge. She slips under the surface, pale skin flashing like the scales of a fish, and she’s gone.
You’d wonder if your roommate slipped you something this morning if she wasn’t back a moment later, pushing a small rock into your hands.
“A boon,” she says. Her eyes are large and black, suited for her underwater world. “For a favor.” She smiles, showing teeth jagged and sharp like a piranha.
When you blink, she’s gone.
You stare at the rock in your left hand. It’s smooth and worn from years in water, an interesting swirl of granite and quartz. “I wish I knew,” you tell it.
The rock ices over so fast that you don’t have time to drop it. The frost swirls across your skin, burning you where it touches, and you watch in horror as your skin turns a mottled black and blue.
You fall to your knees from the pain and choke on a scream as the stone sinks into you, touching your bones and sending more ice through your marrow. It climbs up your arm and touches your eye, changing you vision so now that you’re see double, a strange, blue world juxtaposed next to the one you know and love.
Keep reading
Let’s not pretend.
People like us…?
We’re not MEANT to be happy.
"Is that my shirt?"
Send me “Is that my shirt?” for my muses reaction to getting caught wearing your muses shirt
@darhawk
“This old thing?” The drage gestured at the large over shirt and shrugged. “For all you know I could have gotten this from a thrift shop. Macklemore’d it.” A dark chuckle escaped her as she sighed and gave the man a hard look.
“And if it was your shirt, would be so offended as to me wearing it? I needed a spare. After my last reversion to my true form I realized I ran out of clothes. I need to go shopping bad or running around naked swinging from building to building like Tarzan is where I’ll end up.”
darhawk:
“Watch it,” Dar warned lightly as one of her shows missed a lamp by an inch. He did want to go out and have to spend time getting a new one. He then gestured to the couches and sat in his spot before taking a drink from his glass.
“Ironically enough it will be a full moon tonight.” He chuckled. The need to let loose, even just a little, was needed greatly. Work was so hard. And she was the only to understand. “You hungry? I have plenty of food.” Dar was willing to cook and drink and chill. Which was out of character. But what the hell?
He must not be bullshitting its a full moon. Rhi thought to herself after Dar made the offer. Normally he wasn’t the type to be so giving. Much less a good host. The drage had a brief moment of glancing over him. Sizing Dar up as if something had possessed him and she’d have to take it out.
Realizing he wasn’t losing his marbles, she reached for one of the beverages he brought out but didn’t drink just yet. Her stomach had been churning all day. And quite frankly she wasn’t in the mood to eat human. Even for her sometimes if she binged Rhi would need a recovery period. Especially if she had gotten hold of a fatter human. Sometimes she could still feel the grease in her gut for weeks on end. Like eating too much movie theater popcorn coated with butter.
“As long as it’s something light I’m game.” She shrugged. The drage couldn’t recall a time Dar ever cooked. Fuck she never tried anything he made before.
Even though she had a weird trust in the man, Rhi wouldn’t hesitate to follow him into the kitchen. You never know when someone might tamper with the food, poison and all. Plus she needed to tell Dar which foods to be careful of when it came to her dietary needs, especially since she was more on the carnivorous spectrum. She could grisly recall the last time someone cooked carrot in with her meat and how sick she got after. Most veggies did that.
“So is there a catch to all this?” She’d ask off the bat.
"Catch?" Dar inhaled as he thought about it. True this was something very out of character but he needed to be at home. Away from work. And a good friend over just seemed good too.
"There's no catch. Just us having a good time." He took another drink as he stood. "Why don't you come help me choose what to make?"
Dar stood and made his way to the kitchen. Meat was what he wanted. He was starving. He opened the freezer. "We got steaks, ribs, I can slow roast a chicken, or brats. You choose. Unless you'd need something else?" He turned to look at her.
"I know you eat mostly meet but is there other things you can eat?"
"He'd make a very handsome throw rug."
The Lion King: Sentence Starters
@darhawk
“Only if you tailor his skin properly. I heard you were quite the expert once upon a time.” Rhi smirked up at the man and chuckled darkly. A variety of devious ideas began to pop into her mind the longer she stared at her next possible target. She then cocked her head to the side and sighed for a moment, eyes focused back onto her associate.
“I’m tempted though to turn him into a four course meal however. He’s big enough.”
darhawk:
thecarnalscientist-jt:
darhawk:
Dar had given almost each person that came out a headshot. Blood and bits of brains covered the wall and doors behind the pile of dead bodies. It was out of the corner of his eye that he saw Rhi sneaking through. Getting the outlay of their final battleground.
It was when the flow of men paused that he heard the growl. The giant claw that pushed its way towards his colleague making his heart stop. A giant ugly beast leaped towards her. It was some kind of bear mix. The man it used to be completely unrecognizable. It was like watching rabid animals brawl. It would only end with death.
Taking in a breath Dar held up his gun. His feet moving towards the broken through hole. He heard movement. But how many were in there was unknown.
Peaking in , it looked like the genetic freak had partially eaten some of his own men. Five laid clawed and chewed on. Thick blood covered them like saliva from a dog’s favorite chewed toy.
Stepping over the bodies Dar fully faced the room. There stood Jones all by himself. It surprised him. But he would doubt the possibility of more men hiding in the walls or something.
“So you finally reached me,” Jones spat. His face showed anger though Dar could tell he was trying to keep him voice calm. “You sonofva bitch.”
“ You had your chance. I was generous with my warnings. You took my business. That’s something I can’t excuse.”
“Fuck you Dar. Your just a self serving piece of shit. What gives you the right to take everything? To think you deserve to be the only one to do business?” Jones spat to the side. His anger burning.
Dar set his jaw. Anger radiating out of him but he kept his body calm. “I’ve changed this business.” He took a step. “I’m the one who has made things how they are out in our world.” Another step. “But you’re too stupid to realize your defying the king. And this is my jungle.”
Dar shot Jones in the stomach. Jones fell back into the office chair with an oomph. He clutched at the bleeding hole. Dar walked quickly up to him. Dropping the gun and grabbing the other man by the hair. He yanked it back. Jones let out a grunt. “Dont think I’m going to let you die quickly.”
Dar punched Jones across the face. The sound so loud it bounced off the walls. It would have been louder if not for the growls and movement from the fight on the other side.
Dar punched him again. His right hook breaking open the skin on top his head. He continued until his own fist was bleeding. Jones sat dazed between the bleeding would and now a bad concussion from the blows.
With a low growl coming from his chest Dar reached for his knife. “I’m going to make an example out of you.” Jones let out a pitiful noise but didn’t move. “You could say a throphie of sorts.” Slamming the blade into Jones’ leg he twisted it to start skinning him. A scream emitting itself from Jones raw throat. “Once I’m done with you , no one will think to fuck with me and what’s mine again.”
The voracious battle would pursue between JT and the gene junkie that finally lost his sanity in the high. The blows, slashes, and tearing the two had for each other were astronomical. Had JT been an average human, she’d be dead at this point. Even then she was beginning to struggle. The beast had more weight to her. Regardless of how quick she was, it wouldn’t be enough to take the full creature down.
She ended up reverting into her true form. Her human flesh splitting away from her while the saurian like body emerged like a butterfly out of a cocoon, leaving behind remnants of blood and skin. Almost as if her human form had been a tight sweater a cat would destroy from the inside out.
She was three feet taller than the beast that tried to gut its way through her body. And enough muscle strength to use both hands, grabbing the predators neck then sinking her teeth into the flesh and twisted in a violent motion. There would be one more bellow to come from the deranged hybrid of a human before utter silence would befall after the bone crushing smash would be heard.
JT would let the body tumblr to the ground, then hovered over it slightly as she placed a giant pawed like hand over the face then made a grabbing motion. The skull and brain would pop like a balloon as she’d screech almost in celebrating her dominance.
Attention would now turn to Dar once the high from her kill settled. She’d kept her distance. But her large towering form would be right behind him, watching with curiosity and fascination.
She’d hadn’t eaten her kill yet but seeing the performance Dar was putting on with Jones had her itching to hunt just for the hell of it.
How many times had he skinned a human? Enough for if to seen like peeling potatoes. The screeches that erupted from the man throat almost music in his ears. It was long awaited. And he hadn’t paused when he heard the battle outside stop. Of hearing Rhi’s gigantic footsteps come in. The smell of blood wafting off of her.
Dar was almost finished. Jones’ gargles all that were left. His breathing practically nonexistent. There was one last bit to do for his trophy. Taking his knife he completely slides the head off. Holding him by the hair, the skin dangled below. “You want to eat the rest?” Dar asked finally turning towards JT. Her form making him look her over but not scared. “You okay from..?” He gestured to where the beast outside was probably laying dead.
The drage finally allowed herself to pant hard after the battle. Realizing no one else was going to come barging in and attack Dar or herself, JT settled down. The adrenaline was beginning to die, nonetheless she felt quite content being herself. Not confined to the human shape.
Honestly for a time she wasn’t paying attention to what Dar was doing with Jones after Dar had went ahead and skinned the rest of the man. It was only when his voice crackled in her ears did her large head turn towards him.
Her mane stiffened up some as her nostrils flared upon walking over and sniffing the corpse. She took in deep breaths then violently shook her head, much like a horse would if the rider had jerked the bridle too hard. Cautious clicks escaped her throat as her head rose back up, avian eyes meeting Dar as her head shook once more. Growling soon after.
She wasn’t mad at Dar, but mad at the situation. Jones had a drug of some sort in his body. Still coursing. No, she couldn’t eat him. The meat was too tainted. JT would have to leave the body to Dar’s devices.
She carried somewhat of a limp as she trailed back over to her kill. Long claw marks streaked across her body, painting her buckskin hide in red. The wounds stung considerably as evidenced by how her skin would shudder while moving about.
Her tail slightly dragged across the ground, leaving a blood trail before she paused and looked over the creature. One of her feet rose up and lightly kicked the corpse over so that the belly was exposed, and JT wasted no time in carving it out with her snout and teeth. The organs and flesh were still very warm and it soothed the small fine hairs on her body, and sated her taste buds.
She ate ravenously, only to give Dar any sort of attention when he asked if she was okay from her attacker. It was hard to furrow her brows in her true form, but JT managed to pull off a look that screamed “do I look like I’m bloody okay?” as if her body gave off a physical form of sarcasm. The bird like chirps that gurgled from her throat were another indicator of playful mannerism.
JT went back to eating, but she’d occasionally look over at Dar. Almost with caution. Part of her seeing him as another predator and instinctively fearing he might try to steal some of her kill, the other side keeping a look out for his safety. She’d listen to him if he spoke or moved about.
Dar watched at Rhi cautiously approached the dead body. He looked from her flaring nostrils to the meat sack that sat there. Her warning clicks and head shake indicating something was off. Dar frowned. What the hell did Jones have in his body?
While he was thinking for a moment, JT had moved to return to her kill. He watched her through the enormous hole in the wall. Even in this form he could fully understand her sarcasm. And Dar chuckled.
Moving closer to the broken wall, Jones' head and skin still in hand, he looked over her wounds move carefully. He knew she healed fast. But he had things to assist her if she needed it.
Stepping out to her side, Dar looked through the rubble. He stepped over dead bodies and hummed in satisfaction when he found what he could use. Grabbing Jones head he stabbed a long thick piece of wood up his neck. Like one would for a puppet. And he put the stick in a bullet hole so it'd stay up.
Next Dar walked back into the other room. He pulled out some gloved and a very tiny vial. Taking his knife he sliced into one of the main arteries. The vial filled quickly and Dar put it in a bag. He'd study what Jones was on later. It had to be something crazy. Especially since JT wouldn't touch it.
Farewell online privacy
What happened?
Trump happened.
just get a VPN?
You can’t just tell people to ‘get a VPN (Virtual Private Network)’. Buying a VPN is like buying a house. It’s very very important. Having no VPN or having a ‘wrong’ one can seriously damage your life. Especially for Americans because their privacy laws are garbage. I am going to try explain why you should get a VPN but bare with me, I am from Germany and my English is far from perfect.
Let’s start with a simple test. Click this link here: https://whatismyipaddress.com/ It will tell your IP adres, your ISP (internet service provider), and your location. The location might not be very accurate, but then again, it’s just a simple website. Imagine what the government can do!
So basically, everyone can find out where you live. But there is more danger. Your ISP. Your ISP logs your every move online and they are required to keep it in case the government wants access to it (or if a 3rd party wants to buy your data (yikes). They have everything. What websites you visit. How long you stay on a website. What you download. Your search terms. European laws are more subtle on this but if you are from the US you are #@*#&, especially because Trump doesn’t support the open internet. It’s scary but maybe in the future you can’t get a job because the recruiter knows your searched on ‘how to deal with depression’ or anythings else that’s supposed to be private because it’s your f*cking right. Or you get a $100k fine because you pirated a movie 15 years ago. You need a VPN. You’re dumb for not using one. but what does a VPN do?
A VPN encrypts all your data so if it were be intercepted no one can ‘crack the code’ and damage your privacy.
Usually being online goes like this (simplified): Your computer —-> ISP (—–> keeps data —–> sells it)
But with a VPN it goes like: Your computer —–> VPN (encrypts data)—–> ISP (ISP can’t see shit)
Furthermore, a VPN hides your IP address and location by giving you another IP address located in Spain for example (you can often choose from a list and change as many times as you want).
Now that you know why you should get a VPN and what is does it is important to educate yourself because people often choose the wrong VPN. VPN providers are also businesses and have to obey the law. If you choose a VPN provider located in the US then you are throwing your money away because the laws in the US shits on your privacy. If the US gov wants the provider to give all their logs they have to obey. The ISP still can’t see what you are doing online and sell your data but the US gov can interfere with your VPN provider so NEVER CHOOSE A PROVIDER LOCATED IN THE US.
I just wanted to make that very clear so my followers don’t buy false security.
There is still more danger! Who says your VPN provider isn’t selling your data? You need to check their logging policy. Do they keep logs? If yes, what for? For how long do they keep them? Tip: Choose a provider who doesn’t keep logs
More about law The US is part of the Five Eyes program (the worst):
The Five Eyes, often abbreviated as FVEY, is an intelligence alliance comprising Australia, Canada, New Zealand, the United Kingdom and the United States. These countries are bound by the multilateral UKUSA Agreement, a treaty for joint cooperation in signals intelligence (source)
There is also a Nine Eyes (bit better) and Fourteen Eyes Program (better). You don’t want a VPN provider who is located in one the Five Eyes countries. If you had to choose go for a provider located in a country that’s part of the Fourteen Eyes Program or even better, go for a country that isn’t part of any program!
I know this is a shitty explanation and please pardon my english but now it’s time to do your own research. Take your privacy seriously. Maybe WWIII breaks out and you get killed for liking the ‘wrong’ FB-page.
Go to this website: https://thatoneprivacysite.net/simple-vpn-comparison-chart/
Make sure that your future VPN provider both has green boxes for Privacy Jurisdiction and Privacy Logging.
I recommend ovpn.se and trust.zone. ovpn is located in Sweden so they are part of the 14 Eyes Program and they keep minimal logs. Their business ethics, however, are alright.
Trustzone is located in the Seychelles. No country can interfere and their privacy jurisdiction is the best you can get. The US want your data but needs to get it from Trustzone? The Seychelles will simply give them the finger and wave them goodbye. However, this makes this provider very appealing for people who torrent and criminals because they keep no logs (and that is how it shoud be) Also, there are almost no marketing efforts so this provider is one the cheapest)
Also, often providers such as ExpressVPN are being called ‘The Best’ on websites about VPNs but know that this is just marketing which also makes those provider more expensive (and they too shit on your privacy)
This must be the worst article you have ever read but please, please take your privacy very seriously.
EDIT: I got many people asking me which provider I use. For those who want to know, I use Trust Zone. They offer a free 3-day trial with no strings attached. But still do your own research!
I am also with Trustzone but I think you forgot to explain one of it’s most important features. It protects you when you are using someone else’s Wi-Fi. If you are at Starbucks and you use their Wi-Fi your privacy is at risk. Anyone with ill intentions could steal your information. Especially if you are using an unsecured Wi-Fi hotspot. With a VPN your data gets encrypted so no one can steal it.
Wait, what’s going, on? Did trump destroy internet privacy with a bill or something? Where’s the news? Oh wait, why am I getting visions of Alex Jones and selling water purifiers?
He hasn’t yet but he says he wants to. And if he is serious about it it would be really easy to do. Since all our data is already recorded, as the person above explained.
Trump wants more surveillance of Muslim Americans. This in a country where internet privacy is already close to non-existent.
Trust.Zone has a free trial. Use it.
btw this post only has 11k notes? That’s quite disappointing for something this important.
Don’t reblog this post to save a life. Reblog this to protect an entire family!
@earth-ruins @writing-prompt-s Should I get trustzone for my mobile device?
If you use public Wi-Fi, then yes. Which VPN you use is up to you, amigo. Take @earth-ruins advice. Do your own research first.
I don’t deserve anything.
Nobody deserves anything.
—— But I am owed
BETTER.
"He'd make a very handsome throw rug."
The Lion King: Sentence Starters
@darhawk
“Only if you tailor his skin properly. I heard you were quite the expert once upon a time.” Rhi smirked up at the man and chuckled darkly. A variety of devious ideas began to pop into her mind the longer she stared at her next possible target. She then cocked her head to the side and sighed for a moment, eyes focused back onto her associate.
“I’m tempted though to turn him into a four course meal however. He’s big enough.”
darhawk:
Dar had given almost each person that came out a headshot. Blood and bits of brains covered the wall and doors behind the pile of dead bodies. It was out of the corner of his eye that he saw Rhi sneaking through. Getting the outlay of their final battleground.
It was when the flow of men paused that he heard the growl. The giant claw that pushed its way towards his colleague making his heart stop. A giant ugly beast leaped towards her. It was some kind of bear mix. The man it used to be completely unrecognizable. It was like watching rabid animals brawl. It would only end with death.
Taking in a breath Dar held up his gun. His feet moving towards the broken through hole. He heard movement. But how many were in there was unknown.
Peaking in , it looked like the genetic freak had partially eaten some of his own men. Five laid clawed and chewed on. Thick blood covered them like saliva from a dog’s favorite chewed toy.
Stepping over the bodies Dar fully faced the room. There stood Jones all by himself. It surprised him. But he would doubt the possibility of more men hiding in the walls or something.
“So you finally reached me,” Jones spat. His face showed anger though Dar could tell he was trying to keep him voice calm. “You sonofva bitch.”
“ You had your chance. I was generous with my warnings. You took my business. That’s something I can’t excuse.”
“Fuck you Dar. Your just a self serving piece of shit. What gives you the right to take everything? To think you deserve to be the only one to do business?” Jones spat to the side. His anger burning.
Dar set his jaw. Anger radiating out of him but he kept his body calm. “I’ve changed this business.” He took a step. “I’m the one who has made things how they are out in our world.” Another step. “But you’re too stupid to realize your defying the king. And this is my jungle.”
Dar shot Jones in the stomach. Jones fell back into the office chair with an oomph. He clutched at the bleeding hole. Dar walked quickly up to him. Dropping the gun and grabbing the other man by the hair. He yanked it back. Jones let out a grunt. “Dont think I’m going to let you die quickly.”
Dar punched Jones across the face. The sound so loud it bounced off the walls. It would have been louder if not for the growls and movement from the fight on the other side.
Dar punched him again. His right hook breaking open the skin on top his head. He continued until his own fist was bleeding. Jones sat dazed between the bleeding would and now a bad concussion from the blows.
With a low growl coming from his chest Dar reached for his knife. “I’m going to make an example out of you.” Jones let out a pitiful noise but didn’t move. “You could say a throphie of sorts.” Slamming the blade into Jones’ leg he twisted it to start skinning him. A scream emitting itself from Jones raw throat. “Once I’m done with you , no one will think to fuck with me and what’s mine again.”
The voracious battle would pursue between JT and the gene junkie that finally lost his sanity in the high. The blows, slashes, and tearing the two had for each other were astronomical. Had JT been an average human, she’d be dead at this point. Even then she was beginning to struggle. The beast had more weight to her. Regardless of how quick she was, it wouldn’t be enough to take the full creature down.
She ended up reverting into her true form. Her human flesh splitting away from her while the saurian like body emerged like a butterfly out of a cocoon, leaving behind remnants of blood and skin. Almost as if her human form had been a tight sweater a cat would destroy from the inside out.
She was three feet taller than the beast that tried to gut its way through her body. And enough muscle strength to use both hands, grabbing the predators neck then sinking her teeth into the flesh and twisted in a violent motion. There would be one more bellow to come from the deranged hybrid of a human before utter silence would befall after the bone crushing smash would be heard.
JT would let the body tumblr to the ground, then hovered over it slightly as she placed a giant pawed like hand over the face then made a grabbing motion. The skull and brain would pop like a balloon as she’d screech almost in celebrating her dominance.
Attention would now turn to Dar once the high from her kill settled. She’d kept her distance. But her large towering form would be right behind him, watching with curiosity and fascination.
She’d hadn’t eaten her kill yet but seeing the performance Dar was putting on with Jones had her itching to hunt just for the hell of it.
How many times had he skinned a human? Enough for if to seen like peeling potatoes. The screeches that erupted from the man throat almost music in his ears. It was long awaited. And he hadn't paused when he heard the battle outside stop. Of hearing Rhi's gigantic footsteps come in. The smell of blood wafting off of her.
Dar was almost finished. Jones' gargles all that were left. His breathing practically nonexistent. There was one last bit to do for his trophy. Taking his knife he completely slides the head off. Holding him by the hair, the skin dangled below. "You want to eat the rest?" Dar asked finally turning towards JT. Her form making him look her over but not scared. "You okay from..?" He gestured to where the beast outside was probably laying dead.
"Is that my shirt?"
Send me “Is that my shirt?” for my muses reaction to getting caught wearing your muses shirt
@darhawk
“This old thing?” The drage gestured at the large over shirt and shrugged. “For all you know I could have gotten this from a thrift shop. Macklemore’d it.” A dark chuckle escaped her as she sighed and gave the man a hard look.
“And if it was your shirt, would be so offended as to me wearing it? I needed a spare. After my last reversion to my true form I realized I ran out of clothes. I need to go shopping bad or running around naked swinging from building to building like Tarzan is where I’ll end up.”
darhawk:
Dar looked at JT as she emphasized his name in the pet name. “It’s been a while.” A long while at that. Basically all work and no play. No extra time meant to time to treat himself. “What about you?” He countered, removing his keys to unlocked his flat door.
As he pushed the thick bullet proof door open, he kicked off his shoes and walked into his nicely furnished living room. “Lock the door will you?” Disappearing into the kitchen he brought back a couple of drinks. “I guess we could have a bit of fun now while we have a moment ” A playful smirk grew on his face as he gave a cheers.
The drage shrugged at his counter question. More or less she didn’t know how to really answer it. Without getting too cluster fucked and complicated that is. After humming to herself and following Dar through the door, she finally gave way to answer. “I haven’t had time to lounge around. Then again since when the fuck do we ever get time?”
She’d lock the door shortly after he requested then went about flinging her shoes off. She didn’t seem to care where they landed especially once her feet got some much needed air. Her toes were like talons as they flexed and contracted while she moved.
“You, actually wanting to have fun? Is it a full moon?” All snark aside, she was taken aback when he bought the drinks. “Eh, what the hell..”
"Watch it," Dar warned lightly as one of her shows missed a lamp by an inch. He did want to go out and have to spend time getting a new one. He then gestured to the couches and sat in his spot before taking a drink from his glass.
"Ironically enough it will be a full moon tonight." He chuckled. The need to let loose, even just a little, was needed greatly. Work was so hard. And she was the only to understand. "You hungry? I have plenty of food." Dar was willing to cook and drink and chill. Which was out of character. But what the hell?