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[townofcadence]

@crosseddestiny

An Adversary!! They will attack it with their mighty paws!! Bap bap bap!!

[feilien]

@crosseddestiny said: “[ assist ] sender finds receiver has fallen down, so they rush to their aid and help them stand again (from frank okay i'll leave your askbox alone now)"

{♚ x PROMPTS FOR COMFORTABLE INTIMACY ||  Accepting x}

 The instructions had been clear, but by no means easy: scout the area for potential supplies, and report back to their small settlement and his grandfather to see if he deemed it worth sending some men out. 

 It was his first time out by himself, and Matt was determined to prove he was capable of taking on a more important role. And while he could certainly hold his own in a fight — human, or otherwise — he hadn't been ready for how big of a toll simply having to survive in the wild would take on him. He'd brought along rations, sure, but realization that it wasn't enough had set in quickly. There were no supplies to be found nearby, and he had to travel much further than initially anticipated.

 Water had run out about two days ago and he had yet to find a reliable source he could drink from. And there was no denying that it was taking a toll on him. Survival skills never had been his strong suit. And now, as he could feel his body growing weaker, Matt regretted not being a better student and practicing harder. Little too late now, of course.

 He wasn't sure when exactly he'd passed out. But when he came back to, someone was helping him back up. His first instinct was to pull away, to assess and possibly eliminate the threat, but his body refused to listen. Instead, he simply slumped more against whoever was evidently helping him. It clearly wasn't one of those abominations, or else he'd probably be dead by now. Not that that wasn't a possibility still, of course. "I have nothing," he muttered, lifting his head enough to be able to look at the other. "So if you plan on killing me, just save us both some time and get it over with."

[theseancekid]

@crosseddestiny​ sent: 👕 (of course manfred is wearing one!)

“All I’m saying is, if girls’ pants had more room in the crotch, my life would be so much easier! I mean, skirts are fine and dandy—this one is lovely—but sometimes I just need a pair of skinny jeans that hug my calves without making me look like I’m in a fucking boy band, y’know?”

He’s mostly talking to himself as he twirls in the mirror. Manfred’s grandmother had a very eccentric taste in clothes, but honestly Klaus feels like he’s pulling it off pretty well. Are there some fucked-up psychological implications from him dressing up in his boyfriend’s dead grandma’s clothes? Sure. But is that going to stop a bored Klaus Hargreeves on a slow Sunday afternoon with absolutely nothing better to do? Hell no. 

He turns back to Manfred to ask his opinion, and—

“Holy SHIT.” 

His shirt, which was discarded on the ground just a minute ago, looks absolutely gorgeous on Manfred. It’s one of his favorite little mesh numbers, black and cropped and deliciously slutty. It always fit him just right, but on Manfred’s broader shoulders, the fabric stretches just a bit, rakes up a bit higher than it does on Klaus. 

“Christ on a cracker, aren’t you a looker!” He lets out a breathy laugh as he moves closer. “Are we the two hottest people on earth? I think we’re the two hottest people on earth. Oh my god. You look...oh my god.”

[feilien]

@crosseddestiny said: “ [ walk ] sender helps receiver walk by staying by their side and holding onto them (from manfred) " {♚ x PROMPTS FOR COMFORTABLE INTIMACY ||  Accepting x}

 It had been a close call. Hell, it might yet be. Just because he had made it out of the shooting alive, didn’t mean he’d survive the bullet he’d taken to the stomach. If being hunted down your own men — no, your grandfather’s men — wasn’t proof enough that his entire life had been a lie, Matt wasn’t sure what was. It had all started innocently enough; Matt had seen things from a different angle, a different perspective. He’d always been told that ‘the victims’ of their criminal dealings deserved it. That they had made the wrong choices, lived their life in a way that had led them down that path and no one else was responsible for it but they themselves. They were scum, worthless, and anything that happened to them, they deserved. The Black Dragons were merely executioner in this. And Matt had believed it. Had looked down on the people addicted to drugs and gambling, or taking out loans at interest rates they couldn’t afford. The Black Dragons were enabling, sure, but it wasn’t their fault those people were in that predicament to begin with.

 Until he started studying at university and working at a law firm. Some of the cases he had to study had been downright brutal and gruesome. It wasn’t just desperate men and women who had fallen victim to gang and triad violence, but children, too. How could children deserve that kind of fate? It didn’t sound right. So Matt had the nerve to ask: are you sure what we’re doing is right? It hadn’t sat too well with his grandfather, and after a verbal reprimand, Matt didn’t bring it up again for a while.

 Until he did. This time he didn’t cave. He questioned his grandfather and the clan repeatedly, struggling to understand what was truly right and wrong. Slowly, but surely, he could feel his entire world collapsing all around him. What exactly had turned Matt from being heir of the clan to being hunted, he wasn’t too sure. One night his mother burst into his room, telling him to pack a suitcase and leave. Run. Run as far away as possible.

 It was somewhere in Texas where they finally caught up with him. What followed was a high speed chase, then a shootout. In the end, Matt emerged victorious, but critically injured and close to bleeding to death. He’d managed to drag himself to a nearby town. Midnight, Texas. He’d never heard of it before, but he didn’t really care. As long as they had a doctor, or.. anyone that could help him, where he was was of no importance.

 “You really don’t need to help me,” Matt muttered through clenched teeth, holding his side in an attempt to slow the bleeding. “All I needed was some directions to a doctor. Hell, a vet will do, too. Don’t really care.” Despite his words, he couldn’t deny that the help was greatly appreciated. His legs had slowly stopped listening to him and every step had become a chore. “I suppose I should apologize for ruining your shirt, too. Blood stains rarely come out.”

[feilien]

@crosseddestiny said: “ "Do you remember that night? The one where we tried to escape. It feels so long ago, I barely remember anything from back then." Kay tucks her legs up to her chest, arms wrap around them, and chin drops down to rest on her knees, "God. We were just kids. Could you imagine if we'd made it, if we'd gotten out?" (i saw a chance to come into your askbox and i took it). " {♚ x Random Stuff in my Inbox ||  Always accepting x}

 “I remember everything.” Unfortunately, Matt wasn’t exaggerating. The memory of their attempted escape still burned freshly in his mind as though it had only happened yesterday. It was the memory that had fueled his anger and determination. That had pushed him to learn to fully control his powers and train them until no one was able to stand in his way. He never allowed himself to forget, His mistakes hadn’t cost him, but her. Perhaps not her life, like he had initially thought, but her actual fate had hardly been any better. Living with that guilt day in, day out had been his penance as much as his motivation.

 “We would’ve managed. We would’ve survived. Somehow.” That much he was sure of. He might’ve only been a child himself, but… He would’ve found a way. Letting out a quiet sigh, he shrugged his shoulders, and turned to look at her. “Anything would’ve been better than staying there. Instead, I failed the both of us.”

[feilien]

✈️ AIRPLANE — does your oc like traveling, or do they consider themselves a more homey person?

🎶 MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does your oc like? do they listen to music very often?

🐷 PIG FACE — what is your oc's favorite animal?

💘 HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them?

🍔 HAMBURGER — is your oc good at cooking? are they good at baking? which one do they prefer?

😊 SMILING FACE WITH SMILING EYES — what are your oc's career/general life desires? what do they want to get the most out of life?

😖 CONFOUNDED FACE — is your oc an introvert, an extrovert, or an ambivert? do they let people in easily, or are they more reserved?

{♚ x details about ocs! || Accepting x}

✈️ AIRPLANE — does your oc like traveling, or do they consider themselves a more homey person?

Honestly, I think Matt would absolutely love travelling, but he's never really gotten the chance. Only exception is travelling back and forth between SF and Shanghai maybe once a year; give or take. Besides those two cities, he really hasn't had the opportunity to see and experience much else.

  🎶 MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does your oc like? do they listen to music very often?

Answered here 💜

🐷 PIG FACE — what is your oc's favorite animal?

Matt is really fond of dogs in general, but his absolute favourite would probably have to be black panthers. There's no real deep reason for it other than him thinking they look absolutely majestic and ~mysterious~. He also likes to describe himself as a black panther when someone asks him what animal he thinks he's most like. If that's the truth, however, is a different question altogether lmao

💘 HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them?

His family, no questions asked. Now if that stays that way remains to be seen.

🍔 HAMBURGER — is your oc good at cooking? are they good at baking? which one do they prefer?

Not in particular. Matt can make basic meals, but that's pretty much where his skills end. There's a chance he might pick up on either one if given the chance, but it's pretty far down on his list of things to learn.

😊 SMILING FACE WITH SMILING EYES — what are your oc's career/general life desires? what do they want to get the most out of life?

The easy answer would be: become a lawyer, and be worthy of, and eventually take over the family clan. The more complicated (or rather, more truthful) answer is: he has no idea. He's never been given the freedom to think about, let alone choose what he wants to do with his life.

😖 CONFOUNDED FACE — is your oc an introvert, an extrovert, or an ambivert? do they let people in easily, or are they more reserved?

I'd probably say he leans more towards ambivert. When out and about at things like college etc., he very easily makes friends and has no issues letting them in, either. His joy and seemingly neverending energy can easily be infectious, and he's not afraid to approach people. When he's at home, however, he's definitely more reserved and quiet, oftentimes seeking out places he can be by himself.

[feilien]

@crosseddestiny said: “ "Oh. My. God." Holly had almost walked past the guy seated at the outdoor table, but then she'd eyed what he had and couldn't help but seat herself right beside him. "What in Gordon Ramsay's personal kitchen are you eating, because that my friend, looks fucking delicious." He wouldn't tell her, living people never do, which was why she was getting closer to peer at it. "Whatever it is, I wish I could steal it from you." (yup, i'm coming for your askbox right now, sorry! hope it's okay!!) " {♚ x Random Stuff in my Inbox ||  Always accepting x}

 Breaks weren’t all that common in Matt’s life, if he was honest. There was always something to do, something to learn, something to study. Exhaustion was something he had grown all too familiar with over the years, but taking breaks was a waste of time. And a Liu didn’t waste time. It was something that had been drilled into him for as long as he could remember. However… The one place his grandfather didn’t and couldn’t have a constant watchful eye on him was while Matt was at University. Of course, he studied hard, but he took his breaks fairly seriously. Especially when his mother had prepared lunch for him. To say it was a feast was a complete understatement.

 He’d just settled down at one of the outdoor tables, enjoying the mild temperatures and the sun on his skin as he laid out the different compartments of his lunch box on the table, when someone just… sat down next to him. Startled, Matt jumped, leaning back a little to be able to look at the disturber of peace. He didn’t recognize the face, but couldn’t quite explain why someone would act so familiar when they had never met before.

 It took a few more moments for Matt to collect himself, before he cleared his throat and turned his gaze to the food he had laid out. “Some mapu tofu, some baozi, some—” he paused, shaking his head. “I’m sorry. Do I know you?”

[theseancekid]

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"You gotta stop smiling or else I can't paint your face!" He rests the heel of his hand against her cheek, primed and ready with his little paint brush. "If you move, you're getting a crooked flag, and that is NOT my fault— I want that on record."