#finding-thekey

[haku23]

finding-thekey replied to your post “Randomly bursts into tears Ok then lol”

That's called stress... Hi!

did u mean: my life lmao 

I think it was that I was so worried all morning and then after lunch I was like y’know what? fuck it!!! :’D 

[haku23]

yaminohikari replied to your photo “my wig finally got here lmao  it is…2 luscious for this costume I...”

I finally get to see you with black hair!

It’s actually super brown in good light but same diff really hahaha

ouijubell replied to your post “Made a big mistake at work and I feel stupid af and my boss was pissed...”

You're not stupid, let them get over it. You'll get better and better, you'll see.

Nah, I am, but it’s fine! Everyone was over it by the end of the day.

ouijubell replied to your post “I wanna go home and not come back lmao but I can consider that once I...”

Take me with you. Let's run away and live on Video Game Island, Haku. You can bring C and Sif. Let's just ESCAPE.

Yes good, I approve of this plan!!!!! 

finding-thekey replied to your post “Going to fan expo on sunday! I’m hoping to take a pic with Mads...”

Good luck! tell him we love him! (kill everyone on the line!)

Hahaha thank you, I will!! :D (I might...)

sweetalgos replied to your post “I’m too into that fuckin asshole I can’t like k/az i’m sorry ”

You'd be welcome to come play it on my PC but you live like forever away so probably not worth it :(

The constant struggle but thanks for the offer!! :’|||| I’ll probably try to see if my brother wants to go halves on a ps4 tbh! He might be amenable to it...

[manicr]

I don't know if you are still hearing the fics ideas, but here it goes: what if Bullseye meet a kid Daken, a Daken that has already been started in on the conditioning. I haven't seen Lester interacting with kids, but most of the people coming from abusive homes tend to be kind/protective towards children. How do you think Lester would react to interacting with a child that has been abused at the level Daken has been? or a young adult in the body of a child (healing factor makes you age slowly).

Sorry about the late response. *blushes scarlet* I had just filed this away under “will write fic/prompts” part of my drafts.

I think this is def something I want to try, though it’ll be AU as the timelines are wonky. Daken being born 1946, Lester being in his twenties or so in 1976 when he was introduced, making him born approx 1950~ in that timeline... eh maths stuff. AU it is.

Still I’d like to do that, to see what response a child but still conditioned and abused Daken would have on Lester. Lester canonically doesn’t care for children, he kills them just as easily as adults, but he doesn’t hate them either. But I think Daken would give him pause, partly for the blood-thirst and his training as well as the abuse. Curiosity and something nudging on compassion born from recognition. It’d be a curious meeting for the both of them and yeah, I think I want to write this. *rubs hands together evilly*

[phoenixislost]

For the fandom meme, Hi!: S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged) and V - 3 OTPs from 3 different fandoms

S:

Okay, so back to my modern!AU head canon. So Ezio and Leonardo are Malik and Altair’s neighbors at the apartment complex. They’re in the studio next door. And they. Are. Sex, Fiends. It becomes an annoyance to Malik, who hates having to leave his living room at random times of the day to escape the very obvious sound of fucking on the other side of the wall. Altair is incredibly fascinated, though. Because, I mean, Ezio and Leo seem to have no limitations at all. And Ezio knows that he and Leo are not at all discreet. So he gloats. And Altair sees it as a challenge. So he tries to get Malik to agree to rivaling their neighbors in who can have the most random, often, and rough sex. They literally have a sex competition. Everyone else who lives on their floor eventually invests in noise-cancelling audio equipment to block it out. Because the floor literally sounds like sex 24/7.

V:

I wouldn’t necessarily consider all three of these as OTPs, as I take the meaning of OTP literally. So I only have one.

So the first is my actual OTP, AltMal, from Asassin’s Creed. I ship this SO HARD. I mean, I think it’s an obvious thing.

My next ship that I love (A LOT) is Marshall Lee/Prince Gumball from Adventure Time. And I mean technically, this is the same thing as Bubbline, so that too. They’re interchangeable to me.

My third is Jak/Keira from the Jak and Daxter Trilogy. (I ignore everything else that exists in this series. The Lost Frontier? Jak X? What? Nahh, those aren’t a thing. Pfft.)

[haku23]

finding-thekey replied to your post “Tell me who is the grossest character you would bang were they real”

Asuming I wasn't asexual... Deadpool XD

hahaha nice choice U_U

finding-thekey replied to your post “@ god why do I always love asshole characters is it because I see...”

Probably... I see myself in them and I don't care XD I'm free!

I try to maintain that I’m not a BAD person so I have more difficulty with admitting it tbh :’DD. 

[dreamingcellardoor]

tagged by finding-thekey and bewareofchris

 Once you get this you have to share 6 random facts about yourself and then pass it on to 10 of your favorite followers. :) (If you like)

1. I once got lost in Central, Hong Kong for about an hour and 45 minutes during a really hot (borderline heatwave warning) day. My phone was out of batteries and I was convinced I was going to be lost there forever at some point. Somehow or another I found the place I was supposed to be going and upon arriving collapsed in one of the chairs and said, I didn’t think I was going to make it here alive!

2. I can snap my fingers on my right hand but not on my left.

3. Similarly, I can wink my left eye but not my right.

4. I can roll my tongue but I could not always do it. I was told it was genetic but I really wanted to be able to roll my tongue and I practised for months until I figured out how to do it. Maybe it was genetic all along. I don’t even care beyond the fact I can roll it now.

5. I hate driving city roads. Leave me to drive 100-120km/h on a freeway or 90 on a highway and I’m happy as a clam. Leave me to drive city roads and I am half convinced I will hit someone or something at some point. Also, the moment I start driving city I just develop this immediate and irrational dislike of other drivers, pedestrians and cyclists who don’t obey traffic rules. Especially cyclists. YOU ARE LEGALLY A VEHICLE YOU NEED TO STOP AT STOP SIGNS YOU ASSHOLE.

6. I love umbrellas. Umbrellas are fantastic and there is nothing I love more than opening one and spinning it in the rain. I will fight anyone who says otherwise.

[manicr]

Ignore this if you aren't doing it anymore. For the Ridiculous Sentence Prompt: “I hope you know that my name is actually ________.” Lester and Daken.

“I hope you know that my name is actually Bullseye. Whatever anyone else or any shit ass papers or files on me say, I’m Bullseye.”

Daken crossed his arms, sighing and rolling his eyes. ”Dramatics, darling.”

“Dramatics would be if I carved my name into your face with this here pencil, Akihiro. ” Lester twirled a pencil in his fingers, casually as if it was all a joke, but Daken knew better.

Daken bristled at the use of that name. No one had a right to that name. Not even him, and least of all little Lester. He couldn’t let that psychotic decide the borders of their relationship. Daken might want him to run to him, but he had no intention of compromising himself for a single moment. Lester wasn’t worthy of that.

“See, you get it, shitface. Names matter. All those stupid little labels we give ourselves matter. Often one of the worst things you can do it to deny them, right after some creative murder. We make ourselves with words. We unmake others with words and acts of depriving them of their meaning.” He paced and bounced on his heels, chewing on his lips and staring back at him with a sharp set  of bright eyes.

“Killing just kills you. If you really want to murder someone you unmake them as you do. I make art, but only if they’re worthy and then they are forever mine. The girl, Eh-lec-trah, is not her own anymore – not after I killed her and put her on display for Daredevil.” Bullseye mused and continued to twirl the pencil. “People say Elektra and think of ME.”

Daken arched an eyebrow and settled to listen. The assassin was once more in one of his more philosophical moods. They usually escalated to violence but tended to be more intelligent that he usually gave him credit for. The monologue he’d had on Descartes a few weeks ago for instance had been surprisingly educated if with the usual twist of murder, self-aggrandizement and Nietzschean nihilism. Everything deserves to perish. And Bullseye saw himself as the God Executioner. It was cute.

“Don’t give me that face, or I’ll peel it off you.” Bullseye pointed the pencil his way and Daken spread his hands in placation, wiping his face of whatever had offended Bullseye’s delicate sensibilities. He was still vaguely curious of where he’d go with this narcissistic and somewhat delusional soliloquy.

“I was merely paying attention. I did not mean to offend.” Daken shrugged casually and gave him a smile that just verged on teasing.

“Your existence offends me.”

“Kill me then if you can. Unmake me.”

A stony stare and a hard grip, but Lester did nothing.

“I’m starting to think you like me. Am I special to you?”

“I might hate you marginally more than I hate anyone else at the moment because I fucking have to deal with you all the time.”

“Ah, then I am special. Or do you pay such… close attention to anyone else?”

“Only when I kill. And I will kill you. I will hunt you down and take you to pieces, keep you conscious as I cut you until you beg me–”

“To get on with it and fuck me already.”

“That’s your fantasy, bitch. But if that turns you on I’ll make sure to give you a goodbye kiss after I cut your head off. A dying man’s wish and all of that, I’m not heartless.”

“Touching. I’m flattered. What’s keeping you?”

“You know what.”

“Oh, is it that heart of yours? Or can’t you decide what kind of art to make of me? Maybe is just that you like what I make you, Lester.” Daken teased and slunk close, looking up into eyes that were like a piece of a cloudless sky and as merciless in the heat of the burning sun. “The desire that makes you hate me, the feelings that won’t let you go, the knowledge that I can kill you and unmake you without trying.”

Lester went stiff and hard, Daken could feel his trembling muscles and the rage that roared in him like a tidal wave. Daken rose on his toes and hovered just over his lips, breathing his air and drowning in his scent.

”Do you like it, sweetness? That you’re mine.” Spoken against his lips, a shadow of a touch that sent sparks through the both of them. Daken flicked his tongue over Lester’s lips before pressing them together. Lester let him, tasting him gently with tongue and teeth.

“I’m still Bullseye,” Lester said breaking the kiss and then stabbed him in the carotid artery with the pencil.

Daken tried to pull back but Lester held him tightly and pulled out the pencil, letting his blood soak them both. Daken forced himself to stop fighting it, cracked a smile and sunk into Lester’s arms. The blood flow would stop soon enough, he might pass out for a bit, but it was expected. Their game had ended in a draw this time. 

He faintly felt Lester press a final kiss to lips just as he lost consciousness.

[projectromanoff]

submission for alongcameblackwidow/finding-thekey

FIC!

Author: alongcameblackwidow Title: kiss me now you’ll catch your death Word count: 3480 Warnings: graphic sexytimes Summary: Natasha has to deal with an assassin on her tail, and to figure out her relationship with Bruce. On the whole, she’d rather deal with the assassin. Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/4127233

ART!

Artist: finding-thekey Title: (optional) Caption: N/A Links: http://finding-thekey.tumblr.com/post/121550405929/for-the-project-romanoff-mini-bang-reference-was