#builttoendure

[alittletornandfrayed]

Road Trip.

[xwolfbonds]

Heir To The Bat

Nightfall found Terry in a dark and ominous alleyway in the slums of Gotham. The sound of steel smacking against something equally as solid rang out from inside the bricked walls. The flickering fluorescent lights above caught on a two feet length blade, which time it stroke and caught the armguards along Terry’s suit sparks showered over him, illuminating the alley, giving him just a bit more light to see before the lenses in the suit could adjust to the darkness.

By the way they moved as one unit, as if they were extensions of one body one mind, leaping out of the way from an attack as one or two others move in striking from all sides, it was clear they belonged to the league. The League of Assassins had made their way to Gotham, and Terry had just become their target.

They fought to kill, striking hard and fast, despite the protection of his suit Terry had felt when they cracked two of his left ribs. The taste of his own blood filled his mouth when one got in a solid punch to his jaw. But in the end it was Terry who was the better, it was he who stood while the team of five assassins laid beaten but still alive at his feet. Leaning on one of the walls the rough brick scrapping against the exposed circuitry along the arm of his torn suit. One hand clutched at the broke ribs The other peeling off the sleek cowl around his head. Every breath felt like swallowing glass.

“What the hell is the league doing here?”

[theadoptedhale]

@builttoendure // closed

“Damn, that’s gotta hurt.” Vincent exclaimed as his eyes trailed down the man’s back. He hadn’t meant to sneak up on him, he hadn’t meant to find him sitting there ...pretty much almost naked, but now that it had happened, he couldn’t stop a whine from escaping. A wolf knew when he was in company, he’d smelled the man around the gym before, and it wasn’t the first time he smelled like blood either, but it surely never had been this bad. Or at least he hadn’t imagined it to be. He’d been thinking about approaching him before - finding other wolves in towns wasn’t as easy as one would think and Vincent craved companionship, friends. But so far he hadn’t. An alpha. It had to have been an alpha, nobody else left deep, painful wounds like that. 

“They’re gonna get infected if you’re not careful.”

[dirtykinkyindie]

@builttoendure

Dylan could feel his eyes on him again. The omega kitsune was drinking with a glass of champagne in his hands as he socialized with some of the others, a polite smile on his face. Dylan himself was a Victor as well, having won the 69th Hunger Games. The Omega thought it was only fair for him to join the mating party that the Capital was throwing for Cato, allowing omegas from all kinds of districts to come over in hopes of catching his eye.

But Dylan wasn’t really here for the alpha. He wanted an omega to take home...To Pound. But it seemed like Dylan had caught the alpha’s attention. Because he could feel those jealous eyes on him anytime he touched another omega or whispered something in their ear. The alpha thought that Dylan was like them...That he was some toy for him to control and own...Maybe the alpha needs to be taught his place, Dylan thought to himself with a smirk. 

Dylan had won his games by using his crafty skills and his elusiveness. Dylan was one of the smartest tributes the Capital has seen, even though he wasn’t the most physically fit (especially considering he was 13 at the time). Dylan smirked as he finally decided to approach the alpha after ignoring him for a good hour, letting him be hounded and annoyed by the other omegas here.

“Hello there, sweet cheeks,” Dylan said to his fellow District 2 Victor. Dylan smirked as he ran a hand over the man’s arm. “You enjoying your party so far?”

[davidkarofskyindie]

builttoendure (Simon/Cato)

@builttoendure

builttoendure:

    “I’m coming…” Cato called as he walked slowly into the room then proceeded to lean against the doorframe as his eyes raked down the back of the body laid in front go him. “You sure you are going to be able to put that phone down, you seem pretty transfixed.”

Simon casually rolled onto his side and looked to Cat, grinning as he looked over his partner’s flawless body “It is pretty fun, I won’t lie... but I think I could have a lot more fun with you” he casually reached over with his phone and put it on the bedside table before slowly sitting up and beckoned Cato playfully “Come on baby, give me something else to be transfixed by”

[trashbcy-blog]

       💦  »» —  builttoendure — gale liked for dirty talk

                            There were considerably bad circumstances that Johnny could be found in, and this was definitely one of them. Perched on a rock in a shirt and jock strap some way out into the reserve, legs splayed, cock in hand and licking the last of another guy’s cum from his free hand as they walked off. That part had been arranged, but he’d only been expecting two guys and that was the second disappearing into the brush back to the parking lot. He can see the other guy, and for a moment he just stares, his signature smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth before he nods in invitation for him to come over and be next.

[stitchrps]

@builttoendure

“You love it, don’t lie.” Sora said, smirking as he groped him now. “I don’t think I really need to seduce you. I think you’re already seduced by my big dick and fat ass.”

[ofvanguards]

[[ @builttoendure wanted Argalian. ]]

"Next challenge?” the shaman said as he held the ivory cup near his lips, trying to find the best task for the blond to perform. “I challenge you to go quiet for ten minutes straight, no words and no nothing. Just quiet” they had been challenging each other for at least an hour now. Argalian had already been forced to ask a stranger’s favorite color, grope someone’s ass, and to compliment the barmaiden’s breasts, so the game was starting to get fun.