[fucklinski]

[scottstiles]

Welcome to AP Biology. Let’s see who’s awake.

[hisanity]

uniewaznic·.

        THE MOON PROVIDES A SINGLE LIGHT SOURCE. Anxious boy settles into restlessness with a curious ease, chin pressed into the palm of a propped hand, fingers drumming against the high arch of his cheekbone. She looks pretty, SOFT, wildfire hair spread out like a flame across both pillows. It’d be a shame to – ❝ YOU ASLEEP? ❞

: / / @hisanity liked !

             HIS  ANXIETY  ROLLS  OFF  HIM  IN  WAVES ;       catches her chest with a certain heaviness as his ocean of insecurities meet a petite form akin to waves gracing the shore .      half asleep ,     very nearly lost beneath the veil ,     and his voice pulls her back    -----     lashes fluttering in a quick succession of blinks to focus a sleepy gaze .       “  -----   almost ,  ”      raspy cadence admits ,      a teasing to her tone as she slowly sits up ,     one hand buried in the mess of red curls at her temple .       the room is dark ,     but lydia doesn’t need worldly light to find  stiles .      “  you  wanna  get  back  up ?   ”      she yawns .     “   -----  we  could  find  a  movie .  ”

I am so easy to manipulate because I just want to be special to somebody.

[flustered-suggestion]

play with my hair until it’s a fluffy mess. I won’t even mind because it feels so good

[hisanity]

[hisanity]

[avengiers-deactivated20190411]

Tear me to pieces, skin and bone.

[hisanity]

farmorepersonal·.

       THIS IS A FAMILIAR GAME. He knows how to play, knows how to skirt around the edge of the board until it was time to strike. More than that, he knows how to lose the game because she holds more control than he’d ever care to admit. Their dance is SLOW BURN, dizzying in some ways, and intoxicating enough to throw him off. It’s dangerous. But he has always been the type to play with fire and enjoy the unavoidable burn.

       ❝ I’m fully aware of your position. YOU LIKE TO REMIND ME. Often. Loudly. ❞ The grit in his voice tears at his throat until it comes forth gruff, pitched low, strained. Rapp sets a hand down, palm pressed to the clean surface of her desk, and leans into his arm with every intention to close more space between them. ❝ I could have handled it. The job was almost done. Had I been in the crossfire, it wouldn’t have mattered as long as I completed the mission. ❞ He ignores her deflection, uninterested in the point she is trying to prove with hard evidence by turning the monitor for him. Something in his gaze softens, something warming the dark and furious haze there. ❝ I still took a hit to the fucking mouth. You could have TRIED to prevent that at least. ❞

LOSING  THIS  ROUND  IS  NOT  IN  HER  SCHEDULE ;       and she rarely wavers from it .      each move is a meticulous one   -----    calculated ,      preemptive ,      and she dances around him for as long as it takes to win their little contest .     he harbors a brute strength that flows like steel in his veins ,    a sharp wit that can deal damage far greater than he realizes ,     and it meets its match against the sheer brawn of her intelligence .

it  wouldn’t  have  mattered  .      the words drone in an endless cycle between her keen ears ,      and she shakes her head as though to expel the unforgiving sound .     lydia stands ,    meeting mitch in the middle where he leans inwards ,    and that same stony gaze sets itself on the agent’s eyes with an unyielding stare .       “  a  hit  to  the  fucking  mouth ,    i  can  make  peace  with .  ”      she mutters from between clenched teeth ,      reaching past him for her portable med kit .     “  ------   sit  down ,    shut  up .  ”

[hisanity]

this is still one of my fav videos

[hisanity]

farmorepersonal·.

𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄    :    //   @hisanity

        VEXATION IS A WEAKNESS, CHIPPING AWAY AT THE HARSH EXTERIOR UNTIL IT POISONS TO THE MARROW. Rapp wears it well as he stalks through the hall, all steam and force in his focused determination, hands fisted and jaw set. Around him, the collective reaction varies between exasperation and consternation – either emotions are the default for those left in the wake of him. Now, he appears unseeing except for one door and ONE PERSON.

        Her door is open, but he would have entered anyway had it been shut – this, at least, is one less thing to argue with her about. Sweat has cooled and the blood from his split lip has begun to congeal and he is exhausted. When he sweeps into her office, he steps directly up to her desk and jams a finger into the polished wood to ensure her attention. ❝ Did you fucking INTERVENE on my job? I lost the target seconds before I had her. What the fuck, Martin? ❞

THE  AIR  IS  FILLED  WITH  STATIC ;       A  CALM  BEFORE  THE  RUMBLING  STORM  .      serene hands tidy her desk ,     moving with exquisite control in spite of the whispering winds that wrack her muscles with abandon .     she  hears  him first ;     scuffing footfalls ,     ragged breathing ,     then the jabbing of a finger against mahogany .      lydia  almost  retrieves a cloth to wipe away the traces of fingerprints ,     subdues herself .

       “   your  job ?       please  remind  yourself  who  is  the  co-operative  for  this  mission .  ”      a steely gaze defies the balmy way she speaks ,      unhurriedly pronouncing each word as though addressing a child .      “  i  had  complete  control  of  the  situation .     your  position  was  in  jeopardy .    you  were  in  danger  .  ”     something personal interjects an otherwise professional tone ,      and along with it comes a shift in her eyes .      then ,    lydia reaches for her monitor ,     swings it around to face him .     a cctv recording adopts the screen ,     and she gestures to the group of men who had been prior waiting to ambush had she not pulled her agent out of the firing line .      “  i  did  what  i  felt  was  necessary .   feel  free  to  take  it  higher ,    rapp . ”

[crrpt]

[hisanity]

ok so i’ve been roped into full time work so that’s a lot of the reason i’m not here. and when i am here i’m usually exhausted and quick to react negatively to things that are completely irrelevant to my life so i apologise for the gross posts i’ve been making this week. 

we’ve also apparently decided that we want to buy a house and ,,,,,, that’s happening. i can only imagine how stressed i’m going to be in the coming months if all of this goes through and just. i’ll try to be here as often as i can but honestly sometimes tunglr makes everything worse and more often than not you can find me lurking in the ims. 

feel free to nudge me for my disc.ord if u would like!! i’m game to chat & write there.

[voidblood]

Shipping with me gets you access to so many AUs

[voidblood]

I should be honest

They aren’t developed AUs

It’s me sliding into your DMs at 2am with “What if they were vampires” with no further context

[hisanity]

[hisanity]

i aspire to be the kind of person who gets up and closes the window on a bus and ends everyone’s suffering

[iamthebricklayer]