#downpaths

[theseancekid]

@downpaths​ sent: ❛  don’t  pretend  like  you’re  asleep .  ❜ (from manfred)

     He’s half tempted to give a cartoonish snore in response, but he lets a half-formed whine curl in the back of his throat instead, only loud enough for Manfred to hear (the acoustics in the church are marvelous, he has to admit). 

     “But I’m booored.” He whispers back to Manfred as he shuffles around, only to slump further down on the other’s shoulder. 

     He doesn’t even know why they’re here in the first place— it’s not like either of them are particularly religious, and even if they were, Klaus wasn’t exactly sure they’d be welcomed under the House of God after that one time they forgot the close the curtains to their little house right across the street (not that God would have any problem with the whole gay thing— Klaus is pretty sure God would hate the straights, too, if they were caught getting up to the same vehemently non-bible-friendly things). 

     But Manfred, bless his heart, is more neighborly than Klaus will ever be. So they make an appearance at mass, say their hellos to the other townsfolk, take a seat in the back pew as the Rev begins his sermon. And to his credit, Klaus is TRYING. He’s good with the chit chat beforehand (in fact, his proudest accomplishment has been his initiation into the Old Church Ladies Gossip Group with the ladies living in the center just down the road). 

    It’s just that when it comes to sitting still and staying quiet for prolonged periods of time, however, Klaus is...not at his best. Which is why he’s practically hanging off of Manfred now, one hand on his knee as he waits for the Rev to turn or look away so he can sneak a soft open-mouthed kiss behind his boyfriend’s ear. 

     “Baby.” He smiles, fingers curling and scratching against the other’s denim-covered knee. “I’m BORED.”

[alreadybrcken]

{ ♛ x @downpaths​ || Little Kay x}‌

It'd been a couple of days since Tommy had made it back to Birmingham  — with Alexei and Kay in tow. With no concrete plan in mind still, he'd decided to temporarily settle down in one of his properties outside of the city; assuming that a smaller property would be far less intimidating to a girl who'd apparently spent her entire life in a little cell than his huge mansion. Not wanting to intimidate and overwhelm her any more than she already was, Tommy also hadn't told his family that he was back yet, either. Things, so far, had been... slow, at best. There was no denying that she didn't trust him, feared him even. There were definitely moments in which he wondered if it wasn't just best to take her to Polly and have her look after the girl, but then his stubbornness got a hold of him and he grew more and more determined to prove that he wasn't going to hurt her. With Alexei already asleep, Tommy made his way towards the room in which Kay had found a temporary home, and quietly opened the door to stick his head inside to check on her. Instead of finding her in bed, however, he was met with... fire?! Surprised, he swung the door open all the way and hurried inside to extinguish the flames. It wasn't big, and by no means difficult to put out, but it still scared the shit out of him.

Once the flames were out, he finally took the time to look around the room, only to find Kay huddled in the corner looking absolutely miserable. Pale, sweaty, and rocking back and forth. The picture itself wasn't entirely unfamiliar, but.. She was a child, it couldn't be. "Hey.. Are you alright?" Walking up to her, Tommy knelt down in front of her and studied her face. "I'm going to reach out and touch your forehead to see if you have a temperature. Do you mind?"

[therelentless]

ooc;; every ship is now a sad ship if you consider that now there’s guillermo, with feels for nandor and he just gets to watch him giving his affection and care to someone else. enjoy.

[joegoldyberg]

She hadn’t realized how noticeable standing off to the side of the fire could be until she was spotted and called to, and then she wanted nothing more than to hide behind a tree. That would be too obvious, and she’d learned to accept being noticed every once and a while. You kind of had to adjust to that when you were beginning to live in society. Stepping forward toward the fire, she nodded a thanks at the stranger, and went to sit at one of the logs nearby. “I guess I didn’t realize how cold it was out here. Should’ve known better.” Although she keeps her hands stuffed in her jacket pocket, she sticks her legs out so the warmth can hit her there. “Thanks, for letting me warm up here.”

Claudia Pavel once wrote in her book;  I will meet you in the light, in the morning one, when raindrops fall on your mild skin and your blue eyes sparkle better than the sky. and it couldn’t be more true. you’re standing there, innocence at its peak. Do you like me? too soon. But I have to reach out, I have to get to know you.  Joe cocks his chin, thumb stroking the stubble laid in the center divot.  all bristles, ROUGH &  scratching while she talks.  his breath builds up to a full stack behind his front teeth.  she stops ; his hands go up, open, friendly. ‘ y’know New york is full of surprises,’ he replies.’ no worries ---- i’m Joe,’ 

@downpaths​

[murdcck]

“I’m so sorry. For everything. [PROMPT] @downpaths​

         HE HASN’T HAD THAT KIND OF BEAT DOWN IN A LONG TIME. Maybe it was because it had a certain sense of finality to it, considering the one throwing the blows wasn’t breathing anymore — at least, not technically. Matt’s seen enough of this whole ‘possession’ nonsense to know what it looked like when it took over Manfred, but that didn’t make him any kind of expert. Considering the punch he’d thrown at the other last time this happened, Matt hadn’t done as much damage as he could have done this time around. The person beneath all that inhuman energy was an innocent man. “ Don’t be, ” he laughs, tongue darting out to lick the blood at the corner of his mouth. There’s a smile there, too, something wicked, only seen in the heat of the Devil’s battles. “ I haven’t been punched like that in a long time. How’s your hand? ”

[sadnessruns]

[ @downpaths​ || Grudge & Dot ]

The cat peered at the robot, eyes wide with curiosity as she raised a paw to tap it. Grudge was confused, she’d never seen anything like it before, not in all of her time on Book’s ship. She meowed at it, to see if she could get its attention, but she doubted it would work.  

[terres-arides]

@downpaths said: “Lieutenant Owosekun,” the Dot-23 greeted her in a pleasant voice, mechanical lids blinking. “Are you feeling better?” (the little dot just wants to make sure she’s doing alright after everything :') ).

She leans down, crouching to Dot-height and looking her in the eye. She knows the Dots are perfectly capable of looking up at her, but she means to give her full attention, especially if this will be a longer conversation. It’s the least she can do for someone who not yesterday saved her life, after all.

“Perfectly fine,” she replies chipperly. It’s entirely true, she wouldn’t lie. “Doctor Pollard says my lungs are running at ninety percent right now, and she expects it to be up to full capacity again once I get a chance to use a breathing device for a few nights’ sleep.“

[loverslanetm]

@downpaths​ asked: ‘are you okay in there?’

A grunt and then a chuckle coming from the bathroom. Getting into fights was one of Chris’ best abilities. Next to making middle aged moms sweat by taking his shirt off. “ I’m fine..had my nose broken plenty of times.” The door opend , a smile greeting the other. “You should see the other guy.”