𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧.

there is a l i o n in my living room. i f e e d it raw meat so it d o e s not hurt me. it is a s t r a n g e thing, to nourish what could kill you in the hopes it does not kill you. we have lived like this, it and i, for so many years. sometimes it feels like we have a l w a y s lived like this. sometimes, i think, i have always been like this.

[spaceswordsokka]

[schmidtsburg]

[sacredblud]

@ofgriffith​

[allthingseurope]

[cheercaptain]

its problematic to disagree with me on any topic

[narcissiste]

Bee embroidery at Dolce & Gabbana Menswear

[luxuryrey-deactivated20190517]

Munich, Germany.

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mcreau·:

“okay so…the one guy, big guy right there… y’know the mad one.” the male begins to rattle off. there’s no stopping now as he retells his little story. “I’m pretty sure he’s a savage..not so sure about the other guy but they were talking about something the smaller one was supposed to give to him. so… I took it. I also just so happened to swing by the store a little while ago for some gold and brown paint…guess which one I used when I put it back.” mischief curls on pink lips. yes, he’s rather proud of himself for this horrendously immature act. “c’mon it’ll be really amusing if they actually start to fight.”

OPTICS FLITTED FROM ONE CHARACTER to the next as cameron rattled them off one by one . a hand slides down his face as his coworker mentions that the man could potentially be a savage . should the bumbling ape figure out  cameron was the cause of the commotion -- & simply by association , lukas --  they were in trouble . “ a riveting tale ... could you , in the future , stick to pranking your own gang instead of adding fuel to an already burning fire ? ” the war , if it even was defined as such , was on the forefront of lukas’s mind whenever another mentioned the opposing organization . “ while i agree that it would be amusing , ” lukas turned to cameron with a deep frown as he admonished the younger . “ i’m really going to tell petran you need a babysitter . i guarantee it will not be me . ”

[sacredblud]

cynicbit‌:

it was just his luck, of course — that in the midst of chaos at the hill, moderately inebriated with compromised faculties — that dante would get called into sharp’s. ( it wasn’t even to work, he bitterly noted, but rather close up; so his boss’s boss, technically the man on deck tonight — could check out what was left of caito’s mansion. ) just his fucking luck.

he downed a coffee on his way over, mixed in with painkillers and the naive hope to be sober, before he had to count tips. he’s halfway through inventory when the bell above the door rings — and dante exhales roughly, a hand scrubbing over handsome features. “look i get its been a shitty and long ass night, but, we are closed.” his gaze peeled open. “unfortunately, you’re gonna have to drink at home.”

KINDNESS ISN’T A VIRTUE -- that is , lukas never considered it one until he stood , mouth agape at the scene of the mansion on fire . he’s vaguely familiar with why this whole war started , but he doesn’t really care for much ( after all , what good would caring do ? ) . but this plan -- maybe he’s too new or he’s kept his head down low -- but he didn’t know it would actually occur . his mind flits to a few that he actually cares of , but he saw the lights of sharps were on & decided to make his way over , trudging through the snow & away from the smoke that clouded a good portion of the sky . when the bell tolls to announce his arrival & dante remarks bitterly to him , the german raises his hands in surrender . “ i came to see if you were here , ” he nods in a greeting , closing the door & shutting out the cold winter air . “ stroke of luck , but i was right . was about to text you to see if you wanted to pop over for a drink , if you weren’t busy ... ” he doesn’t want to say that he wanted to take his mind off of the current events in valdez , but he hoped it was clear enough .  

[sacredblud]

bornsicks‌:

‘  IDIOCY, ALCOHOLISM, TERRIBLE TASTE IN MEN,  ’  she counts all of her best qualities off on one finger after another as the soft chiding in his tone reminds her just why she prefers men over boys,  ‘  mine’s genetic  ──  what’s your excuse  ?  learned behavior  ?  ’  there’s a soft thud as her head bumps against the door frame in impatience, two fingers tapping the side of her temple as he spouts off another brilliant thought that would make a caveman jealous,  ‘  wouldn’t tell you to put pants on if we were staying in, would i  ?  ───  i don’t have time for your limp ass excuse for bacon. you’re buying and i deserve at least waffle house quality fruit topping so chop chop,  ’  the halls echo with the report of her clapping hands.

“ ALL RAMPANT IN VALDEZ , I’M SURE . ” it’s far too early to be listening to her banter , but here he is , leaning on his door with a lopsided grin that one could say he was almost happy to see her . he won't admit it , but he's thankful for the strange friendlines americans had , even if it meant showing up on his doorstep , insisting him to get ready to go eat & that he was the one who was going to pay ( a notion he assumed was going to occur anyways ) . “ my peers are rubbing off on me . not my fault the general iq in this town is below average , ” he shrugs in response , as if it was a sufficient answer . instead of arguing with the femme , he heeds her command , wordlessly leaving her in favor of heading to his bedroom . he emerges a few minutes later , with pants & a puffy parka , focused on tugging on leather gloves as asks the question that’d been on his mind since she mentioned it  ─ “ what on earth is a waffle house ? ”

[insporp]

[labeutedelarose]

[sacredblud]

scges‌:

 his  right  shoulder  twinges  in  pain  as  he  slams  the  shop  door  closed  ,   rough  sigh  puffing  through  parted  lips  as  he  faces  lukas  in  turn .  another  patron  halfway  through  the  exit  without  paying  for  a  pricey  piece  on  his  inner  thigh .  money  was  money  ,  though .  call  him  acquisitive  ,  psychotic even   —  but  it  wouldn’t  change  the  simple  fact  that  nothing  was  more  important  than  the  crisp  bills  fitted  between  his  fingers .  a  couple  extra  more  than  the  original  cost  ,  given  with  haste  at  the  threat  to  pull  their  jaw  apart  once  sage  had  caught  up .  ❛ cool thing i didn’t ask for your fuckin’ opinion then, huh ? ❜  he  breathes  out  ,  immediately  vexed   at   the   reality   that   he  was   devoid  of  thinking  the  patron  would  shove  at  the  joint  of  his  shoulder  in  attempt  to  get  out  successfully .  time  proved  to  weigh  in  on  him .  along  with  the  realization  he  didn’t  have  to  deal  with  shit  like  this  since  working  with  the  cobras .  less  effort  needed  to  work  on  someone  else's  body  language  &  intent .   he  moves  across  to  place  the  roll  in  the  drawer  beside  his  chair  ,  before  glancing  over  at  the  hacker ,  nodding  his head  at  the  object  within  his  grasp .  ❛ just came here to read to me , amsberg ?  so sweet of you to take the time. ❜ 

A HAUGHTY SMIRK GRACES the bavarian’s refined features , perched on a chair in the tattoo parlor ; while he holds no interest in the dingy establishment , the artist was something that did hold his interest . a gentle hum reverberates within in the male’s throat , cerulean orbs continuing to skim the page . “ continue making dumb decisions, then . it’s ... amusing . ” the commotion over the piece of artwork seemed a bit senseless , but then again lukas didn’t know what it was like to work for his own keep ; the silver spoon that’s been stuck in his mouth since birth has morphed into something of a permanent fixture . eyes lift to meet the other , taking one palm & resting his elbow on his thigh , letting his head fall into his hand . “ as much as i’d love to fill your infantile brain with the likes of camus , ” the book is held up slightly higher by one hand to illustrate his point , to show the title , la chute .  “ i’m actually here because i have a few questions . ” shoulders lift in his typical insouciant manner , hues studying the man before him . it wasn’t sage who had anything to worry about , but lukas didn’t want that bit to be given away just yet . “ more of a business visit if anything . ”

[sacredblud]

lukas is Not happy. specifically, & only, because of the new homeless issue in valdez. he doesn’t rly care for anything else LMAOOOO ASDFJD            if u wanna chit chat hmu on discord ! penny#4564

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wandrlcst‌:

Winnie was not the romantic type. In fact she wasn’t the emotional type at all. Preferring life extending from complicated things like love. Given that promise she made to herself years ago, she couldn’t quite figure out why she was on the other’s doorstep. with the celestial event ongoing, maybe she just needed a pick me up or maybe she really did miss him and did not know how to admit it. hearing him comment on her so called plans. she nodded a little in agreement. Her evening was bound to be quite pathetic. Bringing her hand around to grab her bicep, forearm laying against her chest. “ don’t let me keep you. ” the woman glanced to the crumpled cloth in his grasp, shrugging her eyebrows a little. She really did begin to feel like an imposition, I mean, the guy was standing there with only one sock on. How much of an interruption could she be. Though winona couldn’t break away from the relief of being in his presence. it wasn’t something she was used to, in fact she hadn’t felt it for a long time. Maybe never. She was always refusing to let sex become more than a fleeting hobby. Gripping the bottle tighter upon hearing his question. The woman wanted to be upset but truthfully, she couldn’t. It became clear that whatever relationship they had didn’t exist without something inebriating. her freckled jaw falling slightly open, “ No. ” Her answer was simple, but the tone in her voice was the most sincere she could give him. “ it’s that hard to believe that I can want you when i’m sober?” The words fell out much too easily. She really didn’t intend to let her thoughts slip like they did. She quickly scanned her brain for something to tell him. saying im totally sober and have been thinking about you constantly because you’re the most gorgeous man i know and for some reason I just want to be with you. not in a sex way but in a loving way because your eyes are so blue and you ignited something in me that i don’t understand. now im here standing in your house with a bottle of wine and you’re not wearing socks but I really want to kiss you and maybe hold your hand if it isn’t too weird for you. just sounded a but too forward for her liking. how could she be drunk calling him in person when she’s sober? Jeez, what is Lukas doing to her.

HIS PHONE PINGS AGAIN , aggressively this time -- reminding the male he had somewhere to be . he looks at the source of the noise , then at winnie , then back to his sock , which he decided maybe he should put it on in order to be somewhat proper . “ ah , you’re ... not . ” he’s kicking himself at how awkward he sounds , & how he’s permitting her in his home , in his life , & letting her crush his feelings between her fingertips like one would to a pomegranate seed . he takes the black sock and unfurls it as he lifts his leg , slipping it on with ease ( & he wondered where that ease was a minute prior , when he was hopping around like a madman ) . “ really . i was kind of hoping to see you tonight . ” deft fingers tug the remainder of his sock up before he puts it down , a hand reaching for the nape of his neck . brows raise in surprise at her statement , & even more so at her question . “ well , you’ve only expressed interest in me when you’re drunk , or high , or ... ” there was the understood yes as an answer to her question . he really couldn’t believe it , but a part of him was relieved at the fact that he was the one she sought out , not the others . “ would you want to come with me ? ” he asks suddenly , words tumbling out of his lips before he could even register them in his brain to debate if it was a good idea ; & they hung there , & he didn’t know what to say after that . “ i only have a request if you do want to , ” he cuts in quickly , before she even has a chance to respond . he gestures to the bottle in her hands . “ you can leave that here . you’ll ... have something to look forward to when we come back . ” he throws her a lopsided grin to sweeten the deal , but then realizes that he did just offer that they’d be coming back , & considering the tension-filled encounters they’ve had his mouth dries slightly . ( well , he reasons , maybe they could watch a movie or something --  asking her to come back didn’t have to have explicit meanings . & if she really wanted to get drunk he’d much rather have her sleep in the guest room opposed to going back out into the cold ) . 

[mercuryfish]

[sacredblud]

dadivosos·: 

            serafina tried not to make connections , it was easier being within the cobras and not being fully enveloped in it all.  however , there were times where her guard was down , where that one person managed to slip in and she was doomed.  her demeanor changed entirely but —– that was not him.  she made sure to let him know , especially since their last encounter.  “ prime example is right next to me, “ she mused head motioning towards the man.  “ many people call this little piece of hell home. “ she should include herself , but if she tried she knew she could probably leave it behind , but her last attempt was years ago and she still returned out of sheer boredom with the world.  striking blue eyes glanced up at the sky once more , “ glad to know at least something as simple as balls of gas can calm your ego. “

HER HATRED OF HIM IS AMUSING , in the sense that it annoyed him to no end but he also didn’t mind it all too much , which were the typical characteristics for something to be amusing for the bavarian . “ charming . do you insult everyone who attempts to be nice to you ? ” he doesn’t bite , not even a little , because right now he thinks that for one second if they can get along then maybe they weren’t as bad as the other thought . when monday came , he’d go back to critiquing her work & hearing her ever-present remarks about his behavior , but for now , he was okay with not being at her throat — although the sentiment didn’t seem to be shared .  “ even if it is home for these poor souls , it isn’t a warm & welcoming one . ” not like he knew what that felt like . “ eh .  my ego’s not that bad . these balls of gas remind me of ... ” he trails off , words quieting in his mouth . “ home . ” but not home in the sense of a physical place , more of the feeling of his young mother’s arms wrapped around his boyish frame as she whispered secrets of the stars into his ears . the feeling of home had died the second she did — but he’d never let his fellow hacker know that .

[sacredblud]

wandrlcst·:

Hearing the grumbles from behind the door, Winnie began to wonder if she made a mistake. It was the night of the shower, of course he had plans, why would Lukas have time for her? Especially after the hell she has been putting him through. if only he knew she only acted like that because she was terrified of getting too close. And yet here she was. stepping back a bit once the door swung open, offering the man a soft smile. It wasn’t much, but as much as she could offer without expressing the amount of relief she got just by meeting him again. Granted she wasn’t exactly the showing up type. “ hey, ” she called out, her free hand waving awkwardly. wow, lockheart, nice one. They’d been together for just a few seconds and she was already humiliating herself. Wondering if she looked as pathetic as she felt, it made her reluctant to walk into his house. the last time they were together, it wasn’t exactly formal. “ Sorry to interrupt, I guess I was in the area and thought of you. ” Stepping past the threshold, it took her a second to rememeber the bottle was even in her hand. ouch “ oh, right. i’ll be honest Lukas,” His name dripped from her lips for the first time since they’d met. “ My plans tonight were to sit at home with this bottle and my comfy clothes, but somehow i ended up here. wanted to see you. ” She didn’t have to be a mind reader to know what was happening, the redhead never showed up without some liquid courage. Holding up the bottle for him to see the plastic seal still covering the cork. “ but uh, you’ve probably got someone waiting for you. Next time, i’ll call. ” the woman shrugged a little, taking the inside of her cheek between her teeth. Breaking the contact with his enticing stare, god they were so blue.

LUKAS WAS A SMART MAN . there was no denying either part of that statement ; yes , the amsberg heir was every adjective one could use to describe intelligence , but he was also a man , & his ability to be lusted away by women & then feel sorrow afterwards when they showed little true interest was arguably one of his bigger flaws . enter a vixen with the most gorgeous hair he’d ever seen who didn’t seem to care so much about him as what he could give her , & he was in trouble . “ you’re not interrupting anything . ” he spoke cooly , shaking his head at the notion that she was . he’s not exactly happy with her , per say , considering that all the lovely things she would whisper to him ended up being flat lies as she was wrapped , almost in the next instant , in the arms of other men . not like he cared . no , he didn’t care at all , & he definitely didn’t care about how self-conscious she got on his doorstep or how she walked in to his abode looking so out of place . he remembers the one sock in his hand & closes the door , raising his brows at the use of his real name . it wasn’t baby or sweetheart or darling , it was just his name & he looked at the sock in his hand , mouth going slightly slack , as he realized that if she wanted to lead him to bed ( which seemed to be her only real intention ) she could really do without the pet names . when she holds up the bottle for him to prove her innocence , a twinge of regret tugs at him , but deft fingers beckon her to give him the unopened bottle . “ that’s not much of a plan , ” he remarks , head tilting as he watched her . “ i do . they’re mad at me for being late , but ... still waiting on me . ” was this the part where he was supposed to invite her ? he still can’t really believe she showed up here on her own accord . “ win , besides bringing the alcohol .. you’re not under anything , are you ? ”