𝙰𝙶𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝙶𝚁𝙴𝙴𝙽.

BEWARE  OF  FEMALE  SPIES.

[evergrein]

so if you need a hero,   just look in the mirror.    no one’s gonna save you now so you better save yourself.   ──    someday we’ll find the love ‘cause after the storm’s when the flowers bloom.

independent,    extremely private,    spy based original character named yasemin durmaz.    inspiration drawn from various mixed media such as kingsman,   james bond,   salt,   mr & mrs smith,   kill bill.  targeted by cherry,   she/her,   twenty - four,   est.     ──       an exploration of finding out who you really are,    being the smartest person in the room,    following in your parents' legacy,    dealing with the weight of loss,     star - covered eyes and a heart of gold.

⁽ ¹ ⁾   carrd.    ⁽ ² ⁾   prompts.    ⁽ ³ ⁾   aes sideblog.   ⁽ ⁴ ⁾   blogroll.

[statesangria]

𝐔𝐏  𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄  𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍  𝐎𝐍  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒  𝐎𝐅𝐅;  𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍  𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇  𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐈𝐍  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐁𝐄𝐃.    it's  a  habit  penny's  had  since  the  academy,    and  one  she'll  never  kick---    especially    when  it  means  waking  up  to  the  beauty  that  lay  beside  her.    delicately  does  she  brush  a  lock  of  hair  from  yas'  face,    the  gentlest  of  kisses  pressed  against  her  temple  before  the  pilot  crawls  out  of  bed.    she's  quiet,    skilled  in  the  art  of  the  escape,    but  she  doesn't  intend  on  being  gone  long.

when  she  returns,    it's  with  a  tray  of  hot  breakfast  and  a  pair  of  smoothies.    the  tray  is  set  on  the  bedside  table  when  she  crawls  back  into  bed,    nuzzling  a  few  lingering  kisses  into  the  crook  of  yasemin's  neck,    an  arm  curling  'round  her  waist  from  behind.    ❝  mornin',    sweetness,  ❞    she  murmurs  against  the  curve  of  her  shoulder.    mornings  like  this,    she  wonders  how  she  even  made  it  out  of  bed  to  begin  with.    ❝  i  made  breakfast---    you  hungry?  ❞

@evergrein || sc.

[evergrein]

the warmth of the sun’s gentle effulgence is nothing in comparison to that of the natural glow of penny,   if she didn’t know any better,    she would have thought that perhaps she drew luminescence from that very burning orb.    if yasemin was one thing,   it was a terribly heavy sleeper;   once slumber lulled its’ damning wave over her stilled frame,   that was it.  it took a symphony of alarms to draw fluttering eyes open.   there’s lack of reaction from her still sleeping frame when penny initially parts from the comfort of bed,    but something about the sudden absence of warmth has her slowly shifting underneath the covers.   the vacancy is evidently enough to draw her from the depths of peaceful slumber.

a weary sort of tiredness still embeds itself into the hollow of her bones,    keeping her still despite senses slowly rousing awake.   emerald hues remain shrouded by shut lids,   a soft noise akin to dreary sigh parting her lips as she curls onto her side.    her reaction to penny’s re-emergence is immediate and painfully obvious,    a darling smile beginning to upturn the corners of her lips as she felt the gentle grasp of her arm wrapping around her middle.    a hand gently flattens against the silken skin there,    a hum of contentment bubbling at the base of her throat where kisses are pressed to exposed neck.     ‟  i must have died and gone to heaven while i was asleep, ”     she says teasingly,    smile growing wide into the curves of naturally flushed cheeks.   she turns slowly in her embrace,    drawing arms around her neck to hold her near.     ‟  that sounds amazing,   thanks pen.   good morning,   by the way.   have i told you how beautiful you look in the morning yet? ”

[evergrein]

⁽  ¹  ⁾     an exploration of:    everything to everyone     ──      accepting.    “ you call at 3am, i’m picking up. ”

tandem pull of two alike souls embedded in a nurturing sense of understanding,   like clockwork where one turned to the other and vice versa for plethora of reasons.     tonight,   so happened to be in the form of our universe,   already stagnant on the paused screen at the beginning on open netflix.   there’s a brilliant grin which draws against the crux of rosy lips as she settled on the comfort of spacious couch next to @becoach​.    she sits cross-legged,    settling the large bowl of popcorn in the hole carved by curved legs.    ‟  this is why i love you,   beard!  ”    she’s brimming with glee now,   settling against the back of the couch where lower back meets soft cushion.    ‟  who else would come running over this late because a new wildlife documentary dropped? ”     the lilt of intonation is drenched in equal parts teasing and equal parts severity,   there was truth to her words;    their similarities had dawned closeness of friendship from its’ immediate start.   fingertips grasp at a few popped kernels,    nudging his arm and outstretching her arm,   a silent gesture echoing request for him to unhinge his jaw enough for her to pop treasured snack into camber of his mouth. 

[evergrein]

(   re:  )   gunbash​:

OH  .  THAT  EXPLAINS  IT  .  if  yasemin  heard  rumors  of  a  massive  TREADSTONE  elimination  ,  of  numerous  assets  dead  …  she  comes  to  search  for  him  directly  ,  demands  answers  from  the  silence  .  now  they’re  together  again  ,  face  to  face  ,  and  her  eyes  are  swimming  with  tears  at  the  thought  of  …  ❝  yasemin  ,  darling  ,  i’m  all  right  .  ❞  he  knows  they  don’t  have  much  time  ,  nor  are  they  permitted  to  behave  in  such  a  manner  —  NOT  ALLOWED  TO  TOUCH  ,  to  interact  like  this  ,  and  certainly  not  allowed  to  be  together  in  TREADSTONE  headquarters  ,  but  sebastian  cares  little  for  the  rules  in  this  moment  .  he  cares  little  for  the  consequences  and  more  for  the  weakness  of  his  heart  .  she  thought  he  was  dead  .  if  the  roles  were  switched  ,  he’d  do  the  same  thing  .  ❝  of  course  you  hacked  it  .  of  course  you  did  .  ❞  hazy  sunlight  beams  down  from  the  glass  ceiling  above  them  in  this  spacious  80s-built  atrium  ,  giving  them  the  perfect  scenery  ,  the  perfect  opportunity  to  briefly  reconnect  .  he  takes  her  cheeks  into  his  hands  and  coaxes  her  close  ,  kissing  her  nose  ,  then  her  forehead  .  ❝  i’m  here  .  I’M  ALIVE  .  thank  you  for  your  concern  ,  but  —  but  i  do  have  safety  measures  in  place  in  case  something  happens  to  me  .  emergency  means  of  contacting  you  .  my  handler  knows  how  to  activate  them  and  let  you  know  .  ❞  another  kiss  , this  one  to  her  brow  .  ❝  you  can’t  be  here  ,  but  i  understand  why  you  came  .  ❞  then  ,  quieter  ,  ❝  i  miss  you  .  it’s  so  lovely  to  see  you  but  i’m  SO  terribly  sorry  you  came  with  panic  .  you  thought  i  was  dead  .  if  i  thought  i’d  lost  you  …  ❞  his  voice  shakes  ,  quivers  .  he  clears  his  throat  .  ❝  we  should  exit  the  building  .  get  you  off  property  before  we’re  caught  .  can  you  meet  me  somewhere  ?  CAN  I  SEE  YOU  AGAIN  ?  ❞

the breadth of logic bends and breaks under the weight of sentiment,   compromising even the sharpest minds.   the premise of loss was all encompassing,    forging a paved path of torment which had coiled so deeply in her stomach she was certain breaths would be uneasy until tangible confirmation of his safety.   she would’ve driven herself into the extent of hysteria had she simply attempted to wait for dissemination of information through the twitching grapevines.   heavy tears pool at the cusp of emerald gaze;   an overwhelming state of emotion that stuttered breaths attempted to reign in as she tried to root herself in his gentle touch.   the warmth of his palms seeping into her chest was tangible.    she would focus on that,    feel it as deeply as she could.      ‟   i'm sorry,   i know the hacking thing was stupid.   i just couldn’t not try.   ”      she sounds more like she’s trying to reason with herself now,    rather than him.   her hands find the plates of his chest,    sturdy beneath her shaking touch and she thinks,    this is what she needed.   the palpable confirmation of existence through tangible touch.      ‟  i didn’t know that.  ”      the murmur comes softly,    delicately captured in the set of her pursed lips shadowed by the way eyebrows draw together.    she knows she’s been hasty in her approach,    knows that her love for him had overcome her common sense.    and perhaps that’s why the bounds of their relationship had been ruled with air of forbade action.    she hesitates then.     ‟  yes.   can you meet me at my place tonight?    please?  ” 

[bassettmemes]

EVERYTHING TO EVERYONE. ↳ lines from reneé rapp’s everything to everyone ep to be used as prompts.

“who do you talk to when you can’t talk to no one?”

“forget all your problems, you know i’m gonna solve them.”

“i can’t be everything to everyone.”

“you call at 3am, i’m picking up.”

“i need the guts to go and give you up.”

“when i walk in the kitchen, my heart hits the floor, ‘cause it’s you that i’m missing.”

“i still see a vision of us cooking dinner and you holding me from behind.”

“please be careful, that knife is so big, and we can’t have another er trip. we’re too young and too dumb, too in love to afford it.”

“its just me and a hundred square feet of bittersweet memories.”

“deleted the playlist, but i still hear all your favorite melodies.”

“i’ll dance with your ghost in the living room.”

“i’ll play the piano alone.”

“i’m too scared to delete all our videos, ‘cause it’s real once everyone knows.”

“you could have done me a favor, showed me some decency and packed up your clothes.”

“falling in love, no it ain’t for the weak.”

“i knew i would fall for you over and over.”

“who would have known the falling would come to an end?”

“ain’t it funny how time shows you you know nothing?”

“i used to love you, now you’re dead to me.”

“i think my life might be better if i lived in colorado.”

“maybe there i’d like myself.”

“i’m addicted to the chip on my shoulder.”

“we’d start a brand new life and never be lonely.”

“i’ll choose the devil i know over the heaven i don’t.”

“i don’t wanna cause trouble at all.”

“she’s dealt with this for years.”

“i want you, but i know i’m only one of your friends.”

“i know all about you.”

“you know you’re too good for him.”

“i’m picturing you kissing my neck.”

“i swear that you feel it, but then i second guess.”

“today i woke up in a good mood for once.”

“first time in six months i don’t hate you as much.”

“you weren’t there in my dreams.”

“i could finally sleep.”

“i’d rather be angry than crushed.”

“i get so sick of myself.”

“i heard you’re happy somewhere else, but i don’t forget too well.”

“you’re my biggest mistake.”

“i don’t miss you.”

“i don’t miss you until i flip off the lights and i’m in this room.”

“you split my world in two, now i’m half the one you knew.”

“i know that we got different views, but we’re looking at the same moon.”

“how can i be dead to you when we’re looking at the same moon?”

“are you lonely?”

“are you moving on quick?”

“i hope that you’re healing slowly.”

“i’m just talking with your ghost and dancing with your demons.”

“i wonder if you miss me when we’re looking at the same moon.”

“in the stars, i can see your eyes.”

“all the stars make me feel alive.”

[evergrein]

CHERRY ITS SO GOOD TO HAVE YOU ON MY DASH 🥰

OH ELLIOTT!! MY SWEET!! giving u the biggest hug right now 🤍🤍🤍🤍

[evergrein]

who is this

[evergrein]

I'M SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU HERE

CHUCKLES!!!! YOU DARLING!!! did you know you’re the loml 🫶

[evergrein]

smooooooches <3

hi my sweet angel i love you so much 🤍

[evergrein]

(  re:  )  gunbash​:

EVER  SINCE  THEY  WERE  COMMANDED  TO  PART  ,  to  break  off  their  illicit  cross-organization  affair  for  the  so-called  good  of  their  work  ,  sebastian  has  suffered  in  silence  .  even  his  handler  has  sensed  a  change  in  his  behavior  ,  in  his  tone  ,  regardless  of  whether  or  not  he  has  voiced  his  affliction  .  now  he’s  back  in  yasemin’s  space  ,  once  again  caught  up  in  the  confusing  way  it  feels  to  be  close  to  her  …  and  remain  utterly  unable  to  do  anything  .  HE  CAN’T  TOUCH  HER  ,  go  near  her  ,  be  with  her  like  they  once  were  in  secret  .  she  sounds  strained  .  her  tone  is  aching  ,  though  the  truth  of  the  matter  bleeds  into  her  words  ,  raw  as  ever  .  when  yasemin  shoots  him  a  semi-pained  smile  ,  sebastian  mimics  the  behavior  ,  a  mirror  of  her  movement  and  grief  .  ❝  i’m  not  about  to  sugarcoat  it  ,  ❞  he  starts  on  an  even  tone  ,  tongue  heavy  ,  voice  thick  .  ❝  i’m  trapped  in  a  terrible  struggle  .  feels  like  i’m  caught  in  a  vortex  ,  with  no  earthly  means  of  escape  .  this  is  nightmarish  ,  yas  .  ❞  beside  him  ,  his  fingers  flex  ,  desperate  to  close  the  distance  …  yet  trying  to  be  good  ,  BEHAVE  .  ❝  i  imagine  they’re  very  content  with  themselves  ,  ❞  he  adds  ,  frowning  ,  scoffing  .  ❝  doing  this  to  us  .  it’s  all  about  control  with  them  .  THEY  WANT  TO  OWN  ONE  HUNDRED  PERCENT  OF  US  ,  YASEMIN  .  this  is  all  …  ❞  he  squeezes  his  eyes  shut  before  he  looks  at  her  again  .  ❝  i’ve  missed  you  terribly  .  it’s  lovely  to  see  you  ,  truly  .  ❞

she  knows  even  this  is  wrong.   or  so,  she  supposes  the  higher  powers  which  have  their  controlling  grasp  on  the  collars  of  their  necks  would  echo  the  impropriety.   she’s  terrified,  even  being  here  with  him,   where  lingering  eyes  could  catch  them  through  the  floor  -  length  windows  encompassing  extravagant  hall  and  where  strangers  could  step  into  proximity  at  any  given  moment.   but  here,   where  they  stand  surrounded  by  a  garden  of  blossoming  roses  beneath  the  silken  moonlight  which  kisses  them,   her  fears  dissipate.   all  she  can  see  is  him,   all  she  could  yearn  for  is  him.   she allows  her  gaze  to  follow  the  lines  of  his  face,   watching  as  it  twists  into  the  same  aching  pain  dictating  her;   she  wills  the  image  of  him  into  memory,   unsure  of  when  the  next  time  they’d  be  face  to  face  again  would  be.      ‟   oh  sebastian,  ”      the  anguish  in  her  tone  is  ever  present,   wrapping  the  syllables  of  his  name  in  agony  she  hadn’t  known  for  years.   she  takes  a  step  closer  to  him  but  stops  there.      ‟   i  know.   but  i  don’t  know  what  we  can  do  about  this.    ──      we  can’t do  anything.  i  can’t  risk  you  losing  your  job  over  me.   i  would  never  forgive  myself.  ”      she  shakes  her  head  at  the  mere  thought  of  it.   and  she  loved  him,   she  thinks  she  always  will,   but  her  dedication  to  her  career  echoed  voice  of  reason.     ‟   i  missed  you  too.   so  much.   i’ve  been  so  worried  about  you.   it’s  so  difficult  not  being  able  to  even  speak.  ”  

[pinardenizs]

Ayça Ayşin Turan as Halide Gürkan in Arıza (5-8)

[evergrein]

(  re:  )   51163​: 

DOOR  SWINGS  OPEN ,   widened  eyes  relaxing  at  the  recognition .    concern  of  some  scale  was  automatic ,   expected ,   even  if  the  delay  hadn’t  been  much  by  most  people’s  standards .    he  stands  before  her  with  a  crooked  smile ,   crisp  white  button - down  shirt  with  a  towel  held  against  the  arm  as  he  attempts  to  mask  the  now  orange  stain .    ( at  least  sleeves  are  short ,   resulting  in  half  as  much  cleanup .   )    he’ll  welcome  the  kiss  with  a  second  one  of  his  own .    “    you  gotta  let  me  talk  to  your  boss  one  of  these  days .    ”    slight  teasing ,   he’ll  draw  attention  to  the  position  he’s  barely  budged  from .    “before  you  ask  —  yes ,   this  is  what  happens  when  i  try  and  make  dinner .    but  i  want  it  on  record  that  it’s  the  thought  that  counts ,   right ?    ”

the  velocity  to  which  flurry  of  heart  tangles  in  encompassment  of  her  chest  could  be  audible  if  he’s  listening  closely.   she’s  still  trying  to  catch  her  breath  from  the  brisk  jog  she’d  picked  up  on  the  way  here!   but  the  sight  which  unveils  itself  before  her  was  worth  the  few  rapid  breaths  which  burn  the  length  of  her  throat.   her  lips  tighten  at  the  mention  of  her  boss,   and  suddenly,   it  seems  like  heart  rate increases  again.   and  god,  she  was  so  bad  at  lying.   tight  lips  pull  into  even  tighter  smile  and  she  hopes  he  can’t  tell  the  discomfort  unleashed.     ‟   ha,   sure.   maybe  one  day.  ”       she’s  quick  to  breeze  past  the  topic  but  ensures  response  so  not  as  to  arouse  suspicion.       ‟   honey,   i’m  absolutely  starving.   honestly,   anything  you  put  in  front  of  me  right  now  will  taste  like  it’s  coming  from  a  michelin  star  restaurant,   i  promise.   plus,   you  made  it  so  that’ll  make  it  even  better.    ──      by  the  way,   could  i  have  a  glass  of  water?  ”    

[evergrein]

(  re:  )   gunbash​:

THEY’VE  HAD  A  TOUGH  TIME  OF  THIS  ,  this  forced  separation  .  at  least  ,  sebastian  would  like  to  think  they’re  on  the  same  page  here  ,  BOTH  ACHING  FOR  ANSWERS  ,  seeking  the  connection  that  could  have  been  .  when  yasemin  starts  darting  out  to  the  gardens  ,  her  face  contorted  in  SHOCK  and  TURMOIL  ,  sebastian  hurries  after  her  .  it  only  takes  a  minute  before  they’re  together  again  in  the  rows  of  hedges  and  blooming  flowers  ,  and  ,  out  of  view  of  everyone  at  the  party  inside  ,  sebastian  grabs  her  wrist  ,  coaxes  her  back  .  he’s  desperate  .  his  wide  blue  eyes  panic  their  way  into  her  gaze  and  try  to  get  lost  in  her  stare  ,  but  yasemin  seems  terrified  ,  not  happy  to  see  him  ,  AND  IT  BREAKS  HIM  IN  HALF  .  ❝  i  know  ,  i  know  we’re  not  supposed  to  meet  —  i  know  this  is  breaking  every  rule  ,  and  this  is  such  a  bloody  big  risk  for  us  to  take  but  please  ,  just  give  me  …  ❞  he  lets  go  of  her  arm  and  runs  a  frantic  hand  through  his  curls  ,  head  shaking  ,  heart  pounding  behind  his  suit  .  ❝  just  —  please  .  please  don’t  run  .  i  realize  this  goes  against  everything  but  i’ve  missed  you  .  ❞  he  longs  to  touch  her  ,  to  slide  protective  arms  around  her  waist  and  bask  in  their  closeness  …  but  considering  yasemin’s  obvious  dismay  ,  SEBASTIAN  REFUSES  TO  FORCE  HER  INTO  ANY  CONTACT  .  if  she  closes  the  distance  ,  if  she  initiates  ,  he’ll  gladly  oblige  ,  but  until  then  he  lingers  in  her  orbit  and  craves  the  taste  of  her  kiss  .  ❝  HAVE  YOU  BEEN  WELL  ?  safe  ?  we  probably  don’t  have  much  time  …  ❞

she  could  easily  unfold  before  him.   under  the  guise  of  his  familiar  gaze,   the  sweetness  of  his  voice  which  floats  to  her  like  heavenly  vibration.   he’s  close  enough  to  spark  cognition  with  the  way  his  scent  wraps  around  her.   her  features  twist,   uneasy,   painted  in  velvet  tones  of  agony.   this  hurts  worse  than  the  distance,    than  the  silence.    being  just  close  enough  to  touch,   but  straying  for  the  sake  of  compromise  and  safety.   everything  in  her  aches;    she  wishes  to  will  herself  forth,   to  bury  herself  into  the  warmth  of  his  embrace,   to  drown  in  his  gaze  and  never  recover.   she  purses  her  lips,   brows  knitting  together  as  her  gaze  falls  downward.   yasemin  feels  like  a  stranger  to  the  person  who’d  once  known  her  better  than  anyone  else.       ‟   i  wasn’t  running  bash,  ”      her  voice  is  quiet,   kept  in  the  back  of  her  throat,   strained  like  the  words  have  to  claw  it’s  way  out  of  clenched  throat.       ‟   i  just  needed  some  air.   ”     she  takes  a  deep  breath  then  and  allows  herself  to  focus  on  the  motion  of  the  rise  and  fall  of  her  chest  before  she  finally  lifts  her  gaze,   cerulean  hues  speaking  more  than  she  could.      ‟   i’ve  been  as  well  as  can  be,   i  suppose.  ”     she  speaks  truthfully,   pursed  lips  quirking  sideward  ever  so  slightly,    a  ghost  of  an  anguished  smile  delineating  pink  petals.     does  she  dare  a  step  closer?      ‟   how  have  you  been?  ”      i  miss  you  with  everything  in  me.

[moosings-deactivated20231019]

RANDOM QUESTION PROMPTS

as always, some triggering content may be present! change any pronouns to better suit your muse(s) needs!

why is it always my fault?

why do people call you that?

do you know anyone here?

how’s your wound?

are you worth a second chance?

after all we’ve been through, why?

when are you going to apologize to me?

you did this? for me?

will you promise me?

can’t you be on my side, just once?

what exactly do you do for a living?

do you even hear yourself?

sorry, what did you say?

did you mean what you said?

can i kiss you?

truth or dare?

are you comfortable?

what were they like?

what time do you want me to pick you up?

how can you say that to me?

how could you possibly think that was a good idea?

did you enjoy yourself?

why don’t you stay over?

why hire someone, when you can just do it yourself?

out of everything you could’ve said, why that?

do i know you?

you love me?

how old do you think i am?

why do they treat me like that?

have i ever given you bad advice?

do you want some company?

do you think last night was a mistake?

what are you in the mood for?

do i remind you of anyone?

where were you?

who did this to you?

can i have some cash?

tell me why i should believe a thing you say?

sorry, do you have the time?

why don’t you find out for yourself?

where do you think you’re going?

do you want one?

when am i ever wrong?

who do you think you are?

where are you going to go?

run that by me again?

i don’t know what to say?

can you kill?

why is it never your fault?

would you kill for it?

why did you do this to me?

can you be quiet?

what’s so funny?

why don’t you want to go home?

how are you so calm?

have we met before?

what was it like?

are you seriously asking me that right now?

what’s with the third degree?

you want me?

can you help me?

would you care for a dance?

are you sure you want to spend another night alone?

why do i have to apologize?

what am i supposed to do if you’re not here?

why would they do that?

do you want me to grab dinner?

can you help me bring these in?

how annoying can you be?

how do you think that makes me feel?

why didn’t you fight back?

what are you so afraid of?

can you tell me what happened?

you did this all by yourself?

how can i help you?

how do you sleep at night?

you’re sorry?

how do you keep a secret like that?

what’s going on?

we’re friends, right?

how about i take you home?

why won’t you just listen to me?

you wanna mess around?

what does that eleven mean?

when will you learn?

how could you even ask me something like that?

does it hurt?

why did you do it?

can you hear me?

do you have a ride home?

you’re afraid of the dark?

would you like to try?

why did you do that for me?

you really think i’m beautiful?

is it noticeable?

where did you get all that money?

where did you get this?

do you know what i did?

where did you go?

like what you see?

can i touch you? here?

how many people have you killed?

can i borrow your phone?

can you keep a secret?

do you want us to stop?

where have you been?

another round?

when’s the last time you had a full night’s rest?

do you really think that’s a good idea?

what does that have to do with anything?

have you eaten anything today?

why do you think you feel that way?

what happened to them?

what’s your problem?

you didn’t really think you were safe, did you?

have you come to apologize?

do you know who i am?

do you want to be alone?

[gvzel]

AYÇA AYŞIN TURAN └ Haziran Sedefli / Ada Masalı (1.01)

[evergrein]

YAS!!!!!! ❤️

BASH!!!!!! 🤍

[ltdice-a]

#LTROOSTER   and   #LTDICE:     bradley   “rooster”   bradshaw   (  aka  brad  brad  )    and  original  character   carmen  “dice”  cardoza    (  aka  car  car  )    of  top  gun.    flown  by  mal   &   cherry.       two  storms;    sudden,    powerful,    violent,    devastating   and   utterly  magnificent.