#cinukas

[addicted--to--marvel]

Redemption

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@cinukas​

Steve offered the man a smile and extended his hand. He noted the blood on his face, and it tugged at his heart a bit. How often had he had similar injuries in his youth from scuffles in alleys not so different from this one? In fact, he may very well have been beaten up in this very alley before.  Better now that he didn’t have a beating to fear. Steve’s gaze softened a bit more and he wanted very much to touch the man’s shoulder, but he dared not. The marks on his wrists, the stated of his face. He needed to see a doctor, that was for damn sure.  “Why don’t I take you to get that looked at? Then you can tell me what happened?” he asked. Had this man been held captive by someone? Some kind of slave trade? He regretted letting that asshole run from him now. He should have smashed his face in. He mentally chastised himself. No, he was not a vigilante anymore. He was not Captain America anymore. He would report it to the police. He was an artist, he could sketch the man’s face. 

[addicted--to--marvel]

Redemption

Steve walked down the street of New York like it was any other day. He wore civilian clothes, and anyone who tried to tell you that it was ridiculous that people never knew that Clark Kent was actually superman never realized the power of the common people to not see past their own noses. 

Steve did very little to cover his identity, and yet still people’s gazes went right over him. It was something he preferred. He had retired, for better or for worse, and handed the mantle over to someone else. He didn’t need his image overshadowing Sam’s. 

He went about his walk until he was walking past an alley, and found a few people who looked to be hassling someone else. He walked down the alley and paused, scowling at a man who was shoving another against a wall.  “You lost me revenue today, Cin! You spent too much time with the first client. You should have said no to the restraints!” he exclaimed, and raised his hand as if to strike the man again. Steve stepped forward, grabbing hold of the man’s hand and pulled him around to face him instead.  “Get lost,” Steve said seriously, narrowed eyes focused completely on the man who’s hand he knew he could crush in an instant. He shoved the man away, and he stumbled to the ground. Only then did the man seem to recognize him, eyes wide, he turned and scrambled to his feet and down the alley. Steve watched him run away before turning to the man that the asshole had been bullying. “Hey, you alright?” @cinukas

[ask-xi]

Role Call (XI’s Rounds)

It’s that time again. Batches of 10 mentions at a time to ensure Tumblr doesn’t choke on them. Please note I will only mention you once for any thread that is owed, so if you’re sat there thinking we forgot each other, do get in touch.

I’m waiting for the following people to pop me a reply to a thread or more. You’re perfectly welcome to ignore this or let me know if you moved the thread(s) somewhere and I’ve lost it/them somehow, or if you want to do something different. These include my sideblogs and Notchy’s blog so feel free to message me for any clarifications, though I will include links to the threads below. If you have taken longer than 10 months to reply to me (you’d be surprised how fast that time goes for me), your thread will have been archived - but that doesn’t mean it can’t be reinstated if you just ask me.

I’m also trying to cut down on my threads and (when I’m not being a greedy fool) limit people to 1-2 threads at a time per my blogs from now on. Existing threads still stand until finished or we can pop some on hold. Please don’t take this as an opportunity to think that you’re not important enough for me to play with. If you’re enjoying yourself, I want you here. I’ve managed to cut back to 500 threads from somewhere over 600. Next goal is 400 :P

@carriageofaerietails  Thread (Caliban) (plus a couple of previously called)

@cinukas Soul Darkness 

@clarainwhouffleland  Thread (Doctor) & Hunger Games AU (Doctor) & Harry Potter AU & Snowman (Doctor)

@defenderrosetyler Poisoned (plus one previously called)

@differentfacesameman Thread & Kiss (Notchy) & Kiss (Doctor) & Thread

@empresssong Don’t Just Say Yes To Tease Me 

@fenton-ann No Escape (Doctor)

@fobwatchedcenturion  Spank

@frigid-insouciance Lords and Gods

@helianthusstarshine Birthday (plus one other)

[ask-xi]

7 cannon shots sound at the end of Day Three.

R.I.P.

Cin & Andromeda - District 2

XI - District 3

Casey - District 5

Azalea & The Ninth Doctor - District 11

The Explorer - District 12

[cinukas]

Soul Darkness

The boy was highly confused. There was no other way to describe it. There was this big darkness in his soul that he still kept at bay. But it was there, lurking, waiting for a weak moment. But there would be no weak moment. Cin wouldn’t allow it. He wasn’t weak. And the darkness kept waiting, ready to tear the boy apart.

Phyrrus had died. It was sudden and unexpected. Of course unexpected. He was a demon after all. Powerful, strong, invincible. Nothing would ever be able to stop him, or even just harm him. At least that was what Cin always thought.

The new owner of the Pleasure Palace, Phyrrus’ brothel that Cin called his home ever since he ran from his first and so very cruel Master, that owner was looking for him, chasing him even because to him the boy was a threat. And Cin ran, hid well, tried to get away but that wasn’t all that easy. Slaves usually don’t escape from space stations.

But then he saw it. The so very familiar frame and while he would have been afraid in a former life, he wasn’t now. There were so many possibilities, so many different men who could be behind that door. Carefully he sneaked closer and knocked. "I.. ehm.. Doctor?"

[ask-xi]

From the distance of the console, XI flicked a switch and opened the door, looking across at who had knocked. He had struck upon a whim to revisit the curious brothel, although the TARDIS herself had picked the exact moment to land.

"Cin," he answered, quirking an eyebrow. "How did you know I was in here?" He had not yet shown the young man his TARDIS, at least not in his contemporary timeline. Noticing a lack of performance in Cin's bearing, he stepped closer. "Is everything alright?"