WEARY SOLDIER BOY. (HIATUS)

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ORPHANIS

————   oh   ,   boy   .   ❝   i’m pretty sure i didn’t forget   ——   wait   ,   does this usually work on girls   ?   ❞  

❛ usually. guess not on angels though. ❜ face leans back against the wall, crossing those stolen-Gucci clad ankles of his.

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ORPHANIS

❝   hey   ,   buddy   .   i meant no harm   .   i didn’t bump into you on purpose   ,   okay   ?   i already apologized   .   ❞

❛ oh yeah, i heard that part, no worries, ❜ face reassures her with a star-born grin.  ❛ the problem is you forgot to drop your number when you delivered that apology. ❜ aaaand there’s the wink.

[babybird]

burned cinnamon roll, has literally been through hell and back, slightly charred 

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

…and feel within me uprush some wilder, darker violence,

Virginia Woolf, from The Complete Works; “The Waves,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[hiredjustiice]

BEANIESANDMACHETES

     IN ALL HONESTY, Jake gets it. People get in the way, they get annoying, and some are just out for themselves. He can’t fault the other for feeling that way, but sometimes one needs to accept that working alone isn’t always the best option. Especially in these times. With everything going on, making it alone isn’t really an option because there’s no one there to have your back in case the ‘not so kind’ type surround you. Jake’s been there and he only just barely made it out with his life. If they wanted to kill him then they would have. Since then he’s been weary of just about everything, more so than he already was. “What’re you gonna do out there? Where are you gonna go?” 

where are you gonna go?

where will he? face hadn’t bothered to ask himself that yet, and he doesn’t feel like asking himself it now. hannibal had done the planning for him, for the team. he was a follower. he always had been, falling in line to survive, playing his cards just right and turning into whoever people wanted him to be because he played along. played the part of the good soldier boy --- not the thinker, the leader, the one up from on the pedastal.  ❛ don’t really know yet, ❜ he says, as nonchalantly as he can manage. he tries a weak smile.  ❛ always heard florida’s where you get a real tan. ❜

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glittergcld:

me, seeing one of my favorite characters from a fandom (that’s pretty much dead) has returned to being active ( @hiredjustiice ): 

enfoiwjfaefjawoejofWJIOF OKAY BUT I LOVE YOU ??? AND MY FINALS ARE OVER ??? SINGLE AND READY TO MINGLE NOW.

[hiredjustiice]

ODDYSSEA

CRACKED knuckles come from him as he leans over, BLOODY lips dripping from the gash on his features before he leans over and draws in a deep breath. MESSY business was the TIP of the ice berg when it came to his life style. Maybe he was dramatic for all of what he’d dealt with but after a moment and a SIGH he chuckles, VERGING on insanity as he cards a hand through his hair.

“Fuck’s sake–––what a fuckin’ RUSH.”

welp. rush is definitely one way of putting it. face sits up fully, pulling himself off the asphalt with a wince. he’s got a nice array of bruises all about, and a trickle of red runs from his temple ; blue eyes are just now beginning to focus in on everything around him. senses draw in the smell of smoke, crackling of flames, and the heavy dust that drifts through the air. he sits there, blinking in almost disbelief for a few moments.

but then he’s laughing. that sort of laugh that really makes no sense but you can’t help it. face doubles over, barking out the wild chuckle in a manner that makes his ribs throb but oh well. 

❛ fuck yeah, man !!! ❜

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1. after the team escaped the shit show that was being arrested for the second times in their lives, face attempted to burn off his ranger tattoo. all the world did was betray him and kick him down and the united state’s government had been no different ; that tattoo on his arm symbolized something that had stabbed him in the back, told people he was something he wasn’t any longer --- why would he want that on his goddamn skin?

2. face can honestly get a bit ocd at times. when it comes to his space and his own possessions, he’s extremely protective of them and wants them as clean and tidy as possible in the current circumstances. this is probably due to being nothing but dirt poor and living in filth his entire childhood. 

3. for those people who haven’t seen the a-team movie, face is an a+ sniper as well as a conman who could get a grizzly bear to give him its fur if he wants to. he forged his way into the army when he was 16-years-old ; no one would miss him if he died, so why not die with a bit of pizzazz?

4. face dealt with shit while in prison that he won’t even let hannibal in on. all that matters is the end result, and that end result was managing to get over half the prison under his thumb, and then eventually escape. everything else that happened before that is history.

5. in any zombie verse --- one of the main au verses used on this blog --- face's teammate murdock lost it early on in the apocalypse. he started talking to the damn walkers, a steady decline into madness that the team just couldn’t stop this time. it will probably haunt face forever.

[hiredjustiice]

Fuck he hurt. Holding his arm, Raoul made his way in through the back entrance of the building, thankful for the fact that he could still do this photo shoot… even if there wasn’t a chance in hell he could do it shirtless. Even still, it was going to hurt like a bitch to pose and really do a whole lot of anything as he made his way stiffly to the changing rooms. Though naturally, the instant he finally managed to get his shirt off, another walked right on in, cursing himself for all his rotten luck as the newbie came over and spoke. Most of one side of Raoul’s form was covered in varying degrees of what looked like road ash, some places cut in deeply and the skin all around discolored in a nasty bruise.

“Some asshole knocked me off the trail yesterday while I was riding… nearly ran me the fuck over too,” he grumbled, shaking his head. It was such a bullshit move…

face’s lips were tugged into a steadily-declining frown, a displeased expression that reached all the way up to his narrowed eyes. he’d been alert the past few days on the job, sharp and alert for anything that might be off. so far, there had been nothing but outrageous clothing and cameras and way too much free alcohol. but now...

now things were beginning to heat up it seemed.

❛ just some asshole, huh? ❜  face wasn’t sure that such a coincidence didn’t have a hand in the thugs that the team was hunting after. raoul was one of the top models after all ; he was important, and more importantly, so far he was ignorant to the crimes unfolding all around him.  ❛ you sure you didn’t recognize him? ❜ face asked all this while he went about tugging on a white shirt that cost way too much, and looped a genuine leather belt through his ironed pants.

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                                               SAVIOR SON

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I cherish small intimacies. A head resting against a shoulder, lips brushing against a nose, a kiss on the neck, a hand reaching out for my own

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