Feb 16, 2016
from russia with love
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from russia with love
“No, that’s not quite true...” he returned in his conversation with the other, leaning calmly upon the doorframe. “Bernini did Apollo and Daphne, you see, but Giuliano Finelli did the laurel leaves, an assistant.” There was a pregnant silence from Napoleon, face pinching momentarily as if he was collecting his thoughts. Words continually escaped his mind, everything distant and hazy as if he had faced a long night of drinking, static dancing on the peripherals of his vision. “Who we now recognize as a master in his own rights, of course, but Bernini was rather narcissistic, just like... a lot of... Baroque...”
Once more he began to trail, voice quieting as if he had too much scotch, but there was no glass in his hand, arms crossed. The American slowly blinked before redirecting his gaze to his companion across the room, focusing intently upon their visage as if the words from their mouth were of utmost importance. But it didn’t sound quite familiar, not in any language he knew, everything muffled. The shapes their mouth was making were incomprehensible -- blurry -- and it only made him focus even more, yet still nothing came of it.
The world wouldn’t cease spinning despite his efforts, and at last the floor rushed up to meet him, blackness swallowing his sight.
"If you had listened to me, you would not be hurt," Illya hissed, his concern hot with rage.
Scold my muse for doing something stupid.
“And if I had -- you’d probably be dead.” Napoleon’s tone was light enough considering the situation, vastly understating the severity of his own injuries in favor of winning a debate with the Russian.
The Man From U.N.C.L.E. :]
send me a fandom and i’ll tell you which character i’d rp from it
ilLYA KURYAKIN
♦ and ☺!
♦ What's an AU that you've always wanted?
i’d love one based on dr. quinzel’s appearances in the batman 66 comic where she’s a femme fatale under all that camp and cuteness, or a joker blogs verse where she’s in charge of the asylum-- really anything that extends her time as a licensed psychologist enough to actually let her get her claws into arkham and start making her way up to taking jeremiah’s place as head of the asylum. she had so much ambition that never played out because of what happened with joker and i just !! love !!!! exploring what could have happened if she didn’t meet him/didn’t fall so hard for him.
☹ What's a character that you refuse to play with? Why?
mmmmmmmmmmmm i’m really picky about ocs who are joker’s or harley’s kids. don’t get me wrong-- there are some great, well-developed oc clown kids out there ( @wearybirdie and @villainblooded are two that i know off the top of my head), but we just don’t have the same views on joker and harley as parents so i feel like it would be a disservice to everyone’s development on their muses to try fitting it together. like, i already have a parenthood au developed with my main joker, and it definitely ain’t gonna match up with the backstory these ocs have. but! c’est la vie. and i love it, honestly, because where would the fun be if everybody had the same headcanons and ideas? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
@bloodymists | continued from here
“I have to admit it’s a decent hat, not as nice as the watch, but..” It hadn’t been soon enough, in her opinion, but even with the time that passed she was back at her game already. She’d take all the time she could get for that, there could never be enough. “Guess one can’t have all the nice things.”
closed; @bloodymists.
song: who lives, who dies, who tells your story - Hamilton Cast Recording
❝ you have no control who lives, who dies, & who tells your story. ❞
@bloodymists hit the heart
She’s been spotted. Bound to happen eventually, when her mugshot’s all over the news every other week, and she’s got her own pictures up on the internet even more often-- but she always figured any fans who recognized her would be smart enough not to yell out HEY, YOU’RE HARLEY QUINN in the middle of the street. Apparently, this one isn’t. So here she is, sliding into the first vacant seat she sees. And not a moment too soon, because here comes Mr. Clueless Autograph-Seeker himself.
“-- Hey. Hi. You look intimidating. Can you pretend t’ be my boyfriend f’r a second so this creep stops followin’ me?”