[nuclearmlm]

vibe check! [falls recklessly in love with you]

[tessalivesandbreathesbooks]

Do you believe monsters are born, or made?

Queen of Shadows by Sarah J. Maas (via tessalivesandbreathesbooks)

[ohnter-a]

movrningbride‌:

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“ye of little faith, hunter.” amusement dances playfully in her tone and eyes are alight with mischief. if she had wanted to kill him, her claws would have found haven in his flesh. she refers to the hand currently ghosting over his gun. the vampiress keeps her distance - for now. verona tilts her head slightly and gives him a predatory grin. “still here, giles? you’ve grown fond of me already?” one step forward.

“I’ve PLENTY of faith.” No faith of her character, however. The hunter didn’t trust the vampiress--- he never had nor would he ever. But he did not fear her. Not the way he should have. “More so... back unwillingly. And not here to entertain you either.” Why would any one in their right mind wish to return to this MISERABLE county? Cold, gloomy, and to out of touch from modern advancements. Felt like that whole village was stuck back in time.

Oh, and lest one forget THE BRIDES and their unruly Lord. Giles did what he could before the stakes grew out of hand. But it wasn’t enough. He SCOFFED, lip curling at Verona as she stepped forward, “Don’t go FLATTERIN’ yourself.”

[ohnter-a]

westkissed‌:

✧    GENERATED DIALOGUE PROMPTS .    //    accepting . @ohnter said : 💬

                 ＂     you didn’t think that was just lemonade in your glass, did you ?    ＂

“---... Well, it didn’t taste like PISS, so I ain’t sure what else you coulda done to it?” He spoke softly as he lifted to glass, taking a whiff of the contents. She could be BLUFFING, Winnie been helping herself to stronger drinks most the night. “What’d you do?”

[ohnter-a]

the witcher ( netflix ) || @beastend​ : ❝   people like to invent monsters and monstrosities. then they seem less monstrous themselves.   ❞

“They thrive off justified violence. Twist their wrong doings into valiant acts.” There always had to be somewhere to point an ACCUSING FINGER when something was amiss in people’s tiny little lives. While there were true evils out there, the kind that awoke from ancients slumbers, or were born into this plain of existence. Many of them, however, were drawn out from a direct cause of someone else’s actions as a grave conscience. It was one long chain link of cause and effect.

The hunter fell silent. Gaze shifting to the stranger. “But then again... how much better are we in comparison?” In a matter of truth--- not much better at all. Giles heard his fair share of spite and hatred from the people. A monster made for killing monsters. Greedy for the poor man’s coin. Actions taken only for his OWN benefit. Murderer, even. And perhaps they were RIGHT. A sigh sounded from parted lips, “What a cruel and unforgiving world we live in.”

[crypto-mulder]

[ohnter-a]

crypto-mulder‌:

Chupacabra

[ohnter-a]

herwest‌:

—–    OHNTER .

new  songs  she’s  never  heard  but  in  distant  memories  or  dreams.   twinkling  beneath  frozen  waters.   cold  has  always  been  associated  with  death.   but  as  the  white  flurries  stick  to  raven  hair,    she  stops  a  while  on  the  street.    lifting  her  hand  to  catch  what  would  only  ever  become  droplets  of  wet  against  warmed  skin.      ❛    𝒔𝒏𝒐𝒘  —-     how  strange  to  see  it  this  far  south.  ❜

@ohnter​

“It is.” The hunter also stared upon the grey skies. Coming to a halt beside the woman. As terrible as the cold was ( to Giles at least ) --- there was always something somber yet peaceful about it. Shivers ventured down his spine as the cold set in beneath thick coat. Perhaps he’d rather be on the inside looking out to admire the white powdery blanket. “Haven’t seen so much either. Not down here. Usually all melts when it the ground.”

“What bring you out so far?”

[ohnter-a]

the witcher ( netflix ) || @astheylaydying​ : ❝ were you in love? ❞ 

The hunter sat there for a long moment. A silence thickening between them. Teeth worrying at his lips as he pondered proper words. It was a BOLD question to ask that could have a number of answers. “I have been.” A implication that there’s more than just one out there that held on dearly to a piece of his heart. And no matter what he did--- there was simply no taking back what once BELONGED to him. It left a terrible pain in his chest.

Some gone. Some pushed away. Some traitors.

As scared as the hunter was of the idea of LOVE---  sometimes the loneliness and the desire of company chewed away at his rational thoughts. Made the walls he built so high crumble at his feet. And always, always, he found himself picking up the stone and stacking it back up once more.

“But, right now?” Giles sighed in thought, “No.”

[jaenmoreau]

geralt, softly, with feeling: fuck

[edenmemes]

the witcher (show) starters

❝ victimhood is not your colour. ❞

❝ you can’t outrun destiny just because you’re terrified of it. ❞

❝ your job is to control chaos, not to succumb to it. ❞

❝ you don’t deserve the air you breathe. ❞

❝ not a single person alive looks in the mirror and doesn’t see some form of deformity. ❞

❝ you lie, you keep secrets. you succumb to emotion and weakness. ❞

❝ not answering questions is part of your brooding pillar of charm. ❞

❝ you’re just mad because you lost your chance to be beautiful. ❞

❝ you smell of death and destiny, heroics and heartbreak. ❞

❝ there’s no power in puppeting fools. ❞

❝ i’ll leave that for someone who gives a shit. ❞

❝ i need to get back to my horse. ❞

❝ your will to live is strong. ❞

❝ i’m still not enough. even for you. ❞

❝ need a hand? i’ve got two. ❞

❝ my men will kill you. ❞

❝ i’m here to drink alone. ❞

❝ go. on your own or at the end of a rope, your choice. ❞

❝ do you know how many people wouldn’t blink if you died? ❞

❝ you weren’t taking control. you were losing it. ❞

❝ people call you a monster too. ❞

❝ i’ve waited all these years for you to admit we’re made for each other. ❞

❝ if only you could tell between friend or threat. do you even know the difference anymore? ❞

❝ when you live as long as i do, all the names sound the same. ❞

❝ were you in love? ❞

❝ this place isn’t safe when you’re alone. ❞

❝ the only thing you do quickly is flee. ❞

❝ even if you were a beauty, still, no one would love you. ❞

❝ not a happily ever after after all. ❞

❝ hm, doesn’t rhyme. all good predictions rhyme. ❞

❝ you are making me uncomfortable. ❞

❝ unchecked kings and queens start massacres. ❞

❝ i just want some damn peace. ❞

❝ i dreamed of becoming important to someone someday. ❞

❝ the only thing special about you is the crown on your head. ❞

❝ what do you long for? fame? money? power? ❞

❝ what? no one mentioned the impending doom part. ❞

❝ true words are rare words. ❞

❝ i want more. i have to be more. ❞

❝ do other women find this coarseness charming? ❞

❝ love casts long shadows. ❞

❝ if she runs, kill her. ❞

❝ don’t give me that look, shitling. ❞

❝ today isn’t your day, is it? ❞

❝ how come when my life comes to shit you’re the one shoveling it? ❞

❝ i know who you are. what you are. ❞

❝ i envy you. to live, and to have no love. ❞

❝ you’d leave a man bound to die in such a dignity? ❞

❝ i loved your mother. ❞

❝ don’t you know who i am? ❞

❝ so that’s all life is to you? monsters and money? ❞

❝ there’s a vortex of fate around us. ❞

❝ is history a wheel doomed to repeat? ❞

❝ the sword of destiny has two edges. ❞

❝ i’ve considered your company and conversation payment enough. ❞

❝ this isn’t who you are. ❞

❝ no amount of power or beauty will make you feel worthy of either. ❞

❝ i don’t believe anyone has that power. ❞

❝ nobody smart plays fair. ❞

❝ i won’t listen to a man who pimps the world as some romantic adventure. ❞

❝ a true man would state his desires. ❞

❝ don’t turn this on me. ❞

❝ i want to be powerful. it’s what i’m owed. ❞

❝ that makes sense just as much as it doesn’t. ❞ 

❝ you’re smart, aren’t you? you know everything. ❞

❝ i feel something out there waits for you. ❞ 

❝ please don’t hurt me. i’m lost. ❞ 

❝ i won’t kill you…but you cant stay here. ❞ 

❝ there’s no ‘us’. there’s only me. ❞ 

❝ i’m asking for a teeny-weeny little favor. ❞ 

❝ yeah, you’re probably right. but what if you’re not? ❞

❝ i’m not your friend. ❞ 

❝ you and destiny can both fuck right off. ❞ 

❝ i love the way you just sit in the corner and brood. ❞

❝ i will not suffer tonight sober. ❞ 

❝ pretty ballads hide bastard truths. ❞

❝ i will not involve myself to petty men’s squabbles. ❞

❝ happy childhood makes for dull company. ❞

❝ it’s impossible to be prepared for every battle. keep your sword close, and keep moving. ❞

❝ i see a lot of myself in you. ❞

❝ you can’t change the world this way. ❞

❝ i don’t need anyone. & the last thing i want is someone needing me. ❞

❝ alright, stand close to me and pretend you’re mean. ❞

❝ why are you dressed like a sad silk trader? ❞ 

❝ only one of us will be alive to find out. ❞ 

❝ i stole rather than starve. i killed rather than be killed. ❞ 

❝ i have’t only done good in my life either. ❞ 

❝ it’s like ordering a pie and finding out it has no filling. ❞ 

❝ when i cut my finger i bleed. that’s human, right? ❞ 

❝ they’re rough around the edges but they’re earthling like me. ❞ 

❝ royalty is best endured in small doses. ❞ 

❝ i thought the world needed me too. ❞ 

❝ sometimes, the best thing a flower can do for us is die. ❞ 

❝ handy with a blade. handy with women too. ❞

❝ are you trying to hurt my feelings? ❞

❝ you look like you’ve been through hell. ❞

❝ i can’t do this without you. ❞

❝ you know cautionary tales won’t work on me. ❞

❝ you talk nonsense while making wise and meaningful faces. ❞

❝ the apple never falls far from the tree. ❞

❝ when i go it will be far more dramatic than this. ❞

❝ try not to get any daggers in your back before dawn. ❞

❝ you have your mother’s blood. you’ll be alright. ❞

❝ a great ruler always chooses mercy. ❞

❝ it took two strikes to kill him. they weren’t clean. but they were spectacular. ❞

❝ if i have to choose between one evil and another, i’d rather not choose. ❞

❝ i would do anything to forget who i was. ❞

❝ i have no doubt blood will be spilled here tonight. ❞

❝ there’s a grain of truth in every fairy tale. ❞

❝ people look at you for who you are, not what you can give them. ❞

❝ do you believe in destiny now? ❞

❝ we can leave. we can find a way out. ❞

❝ lovers? fun for a bit, i’ll admit, but all eventually disappoint. ❞

❝ let’s face it, you’re a girl. we’re just vessels. and even when we’re told we’re special, we’re still just vessels…for them to take…and take…until we’re empty…and alone. ❞

❝ people like to invent monsters and monstrosities. then they seem less monstrous themselves. ❞

❝ every time i’m around you i say more in five minutes than i’ve said in weeks. ❞

❝ maybe someone out there will want you. ❞

❝ if you must kill me, i’m ready. ❞

❝ people linked by destiny always find each other. ❞

❝ thank the gods. i might live to see another day. ❞

❝ i was having a rather lovely dream which then turned into a nightmare. ❞

❝ you desperately need money for new clothes.  ❞

❝ more and more, i find monsters where i go. ❞

[jesselangell]

[ohnter-a]

so here are some physical damages Giles has gotten over the years of hunting

he is slightly blind in his right eye after getting a serious beating. he has a bad habit of not seeking any kind of medical attention or doctor when he gets injured because he believes it isn’t something he can’t handle himself. so he rode around for several days to a week— with a SEVER concussion. he felt sick for a few days and his vision was blurry in his eye. he soon realized that his sight wasn’t going to fully return.

he’s actually missing his pinkie toe on his right foot— he lost it to frostbite. this was the cause of the limp he has.

Giles is obviously covered in scars— big and small scattered over his body. his back and arms take most the beatings. but there is a prominent scar across the bridge of his nose where it has been broken, a jagged one across his right eye where he was busted, and a scar that trails from his chin past the jawline underneath. harder to see because he usually keeps facial hair. giles also has a scar of a cross branded into his back. and a scar that is unmistakably from a lightning strike down the most left side of his back--- from shoulder to hip in length. i’ll post something to provide visuals of what these scars kinda look like.

he has days where EVERYTHING aches. his back especially. riding for to long (which is often) and laying on hard surfaces is a major cause for his back pain. he usually grins and bares it— not matter how bad it hurt sometimes. bc let’s face it— hunting and fighting monsters (and humans alike) can be extremely staining on the body.

[cinemagorgeous]

The Hell Saloon by artist Andrei Pervukhin.

[ohnter-a]

a wild van helsing! || @vanhelsiing​ : -smooches giles-            

It only took but moment to recognize the face that invaded his view so suddenly. Little time was wasted in returning the kiss. Calloused hands lifting to cup Gabriel’s face. Lips lingered a moment longer against the other’s. Before finally he pulled away. Fingertips pawing at his features as a SMILE swept over his own. Blue and blind hues flickering about his lovers. As though trying to determine his current state. The way he was acting--- one would think he’d seen a dead man walk again. There was some truth to that. If Giles was honest with himself, he thought just that when Gabriel up and disappeared. Days turned to weeks and weeks turned to months. A YEAR had just about passed. It was silent from his lover’s end. Given their profession--- assuming the worst wasn’t terribly far out of the question. “Oh, God, I thought you--- thought that....”

The breath he was subconsciously withholding released in a HEAVY SIGH. In relief? Worry? Arms snaked tightly around the other hunter. Fingers tangling in the ends of his dark locks. He’d have to apologize from how long he held the other there at a later time. For now? He simply wanted to bask in this moment of bliss holding onto the man he had grown to cherish so. Giles buried his face into the crook of the other’s neck, “I missed you.”

Giles chuckled then, reeling back to peer at him. Once more caressing Gabriel’s cheeks in calloused hands. Gazing upon him in utter admiration. Lips locked in another brief kiss, “Scared the damned piss outta me.”

[ohnter-a]

westerns || @aintdone​​ : ‘ yeah, i hope you’re right. for your sake. ’

“For MY sake, huh?” A lopsided smile curled over his features at the glazed threat. Giles turned to the man, eyeing him. Try as he might--- but he never found seem to find himself SPARED of the bad side of the law. No matter what was done. If you can’t beat them, then you JOIN them. If one’s character would allow it, of course. Not a easy feat when guns and ill temper for authority were involved.

“The hunter turned his nose up at his new found company ( one he didn’t need to admit he wasn’t enjoying ). Leading the other on a elaborate goose chase was a TEMPTING idea. Unwise? PERHAPS. But he wasn’t afraid to present a challenge. Tongue darted out to dampen chapped lips. He kissed his teeth sharply, “I don’t mean for no disrespect, but... just what the hell do you think you’d do if I ain’t?”

[shunasassi]

[fuckyeahansonmount]

Bohannan bath scene in 3x01- by request

[quarkmaster]

Predatory Forest

Alexey Egorov