#alisvalotpropriis

[unsaintedfox-a]

@alis-valot-propriis liked for an underground fighter starter.

Deshi wasn't sure how he got into this underground world. He had always been a fighter from the time he was young and after he had been left with Yua, his fighting only got better. It just so happened that after a certain bar fight with some drunk supernatural creature, he was approached to fight for some money. At first it was just a couple fights to make some extra cash but now it was more for the thrill. He had stood toe-to-toe with more supernatural creatures than he thought were there and he enjoyed every minute of it. That was when he wasn't getting his ass kicked.

Kira had become his corner-man when she followed him after he snuck off for a fight and realized how ‘incompetent’ his previous one was. No matter the fight, Kira was always able to help him get the victory. It came in handy that they had their own language for her to tell him what to do without his competitor knowing their plan. Though, he would have rather kept his little sister from this dark world if he had the choice. He was pacing the locker room as he kept checking the time, cursing under his breath since Kira wasn't there yet. She always arrived an hour early to get him ready and scout the competition and she was already twenty minutes late. Sending off another text to her with frustration, he figured he wouldn't start really worrying until the last twenty minutes.

Kira cursed as she drove, hearing her phone go off once again as she glanced at the time. Chewing her bottom lip, she contemplated what she should do since she was supposed to be hanging out with Lydia. Forcing a wide smile, she cleared her throat and tightened her hands against the steering wheel for a moment before glancing at her friend. "So, I've told you about my brother Deshi, right? The one who does the fighting? I was supposed to be there to prep for the fight twenty minutes ago. How would you like to finally meet him?" She smiled nervously and hoped Lydia would agree to go so she could just go there now instead of waiting.

[evanxbuckley]

semi-plotted starter for @alis-valot-propriis ./

Calls involving schools always made Buck’s heart thump a bit faster in his chest. A school as large as UCLA only made things worse. not because the call was harder, or the job got more strenuous, but because the potential for someone to get hurt was that much greater. 

Still, as he got there, Buck blew out a little sigh of relief when he realized it didn’t look nearly as serious as his mind told him. There had been multiple calls, all with different descriptions, more than a couple quite panicked, but everything seemed to be contained to one part of the building and it looked like mostly everyone had managed to  evacuate safely. There were a few students scattered around that had wide eyes and tear stained faces, but Buck did his best to smile reassuringly as he followed his Captain. 

Following orders, Buck directed himself to a back entrance a little ways away from where most of the flames were, sighing heavily as he walked past the door. “Fire department, call out!”

[nctasidekick-blog]

PO Box Encouragment

@alis-valot-propriis

After the third package that was addressed to “Mr. Martin” Stiles started packing up the equipment and the PO box packages. He sent a text to Scott explaining why he’d be gone for at least six hours, and drove a few miles away. An hour later, he sent a text to Lydia checking the address he still had from the first time he’d visited. He stopped in front of her place, and dug for one of the boxes addressed specifically to them both. He ran up, and headed to the right apartment door and knocked, clicking on his camera. 

“Hi, I think it’s technically a federal crime to open this without you.” he greeted when she opened the door, holding it out. 

[beaconhillslibrarian]

@alis-valot-propriis cont’d from here:

“One, rude. Two, you can’t just parade around fries and not expect me to ask for some. You don’t see me with a bucket of tacos not sharing.” she rolled her eyes, moving back to her computer, where she was compiling a list of supernatural books for the library, “Okay, have you gone through that first page? How many of those are garbage, and how many are actually informative without being dangerous?”

[fortmiinablea-blog]

@alis-valot-propriis

   “uh-- don’t take this wrong way, but your bra is kinda like-- out...”

[unsaintedfox-a]

[unsaintedfox-a]

Vicious friendship || alis-valot-propriis

@alis-valot-propriis​

Boston. Why in the fucking hell was he in Boston? Oh that’s right, because a friend of his asked for a favor with a job. Deshi couldn’t have anyone say that he wasn’t willing to help. At least for a cut of money. He had landed about a day ago, meeting his ‘friend’ at some hole in the wall coffee shop to go over details. Apparently the only time they would be able to get in would be at the end of the week. Which was still 5 days away. Instead of flying his ass back home, he figured he would go see what was going on around the shit city. 

Somehow, he ended up walking half across the city till he hit MIT. There was a certain red head he knew went here and wondered if he would be graced with the chance of seeing her. Smirking, he took a drag of his cigarette as he continued to walk. He honestly didn’t know how long he had been walking when the kitsune recognized a very familiar gait accompanied by bright red hair. A grin grew across Deshi’s lips as he moved to catch up to her, thanking his taller frame for the large strides. He settled into the same pace as her with a mischievous grin on his lip. 

“Why isn’t it the one and only Lydia Martin. Now what could you possibly be doing around here?” He knew why she was there. She was probably either going to a class or just coming from one. But it just made it more enjoyable to have someone to annoy while he was here. Especially one with enough sass to rival his own.

[unsaintedfox-a]

Polyamory 9

Gif Starters (Polyamory/OT3)

Deshi had no idea how well Jack and Lydia were going to deal with each other but it was going better than he expected. As soon as Lydia had realized just how chaotic Jack was, everything seemed to be going pretty well. They were at a diner and sharing random stories about Deshi, hating being on the spot but glad that two of the most important people in his life were getting along. That was until Deshi had mentioned a story about Jack and only got grumbles in response, Lydia giggling as Deshi grinned widely.