#forgries

[crimeloyalty-arch]

“ when lois said superman wasn’t available,  i thought she’d have a better consolation prize than clark kent.  no offense. ”  she’s sipping a vanilla coke ( sponsor her ! ) as she insults @forgries​. 

[nutsaboutbirds]

❝     so,      how far up on the list of hopefuls was i?      ❞        pounding breath escapes in sticatto measures,   preserving energy,   whilst sam’s footfalls spring back with quick succession away from steve’s practised,  noticably reserved blows.   they are only practising after all.    his wrist parries by glancing steve’s knuckles away from his collarbone and delight ripples through,   grin glowing over his face.      ❝     if i wasn’t above the tin can man,  i’m gonna cry myself to sleep tonight.      ❞      /   &  @forgries​

[raffimusikr]

she’s sitting across from him, cup of coffee in hand which she readily shoves at him as he comes to his senses again.     . . .     ❝ what’s happening? am i dead? ❞   rios ( @forgries​ ) asks, clearly confused and raffi snorts sitting back down and pulling a leg up against her chest.     . . .     “ dead? not even close. gotta say, though, you like like hell. ”    she scrunches her face briefly before relaxing again and reaching for her own cup of coffee to take a sip.    “ you’ve been really out of it. what happened is that you’ve been knocked out pretty good. ”

she watches him for a moment, not sure what to look for but efinitely amused to see what he might be up to wit that information.    “ come on crís, what’s the last thing you remember? ”

[cptnseven]

as much as she’s wanted to pull   (  @forgries​  )  aside since they’d ended up here...   well,  events have been so quick-paced that the opportunity hasn’t presented itself.  looks like they’ve got plenty of time now,  though,  doesn’t it?  no ship means they’re trapped,  and she’s not especially thrilled at the fact that they haven’t even managed to fix the timeline  —  there’s no way of even taking comfort in the idea that things will be okay...  there’s still no guarantee,  and frankly the chance that they might still come out on the losing end of all this isn’t exactly pleasant to consider.  

the further along they manage to progress with fixing things,  the less relevant the topic becomes...  so it occurs to her that it might be a little late to actually bring this up.  as it sits,  seven doesn’t discount that possibility,  but maybe it’ll help somehow,  in the face of so much that’s unknown.  at the very least,  maybe it’ll help to have something to occupy herself with that isn’t to just sit and focus on everything that could go wrong.  not that she’s holding her breath,  but it’s about as much as seven can hope for,  considering how little else there is to do except just... wait.   “hey,  cris?  you got a second?”   

[mckkaria]

                                   ❛ no   one   will   believe   me. ❜

one   of      the   universe's   many   mysteries   was   how   humans,      after   all   these   years,      could   still   surprise   makkari   with   their      impetuous   nature   and   ill-advised   bravery.      she   wasn't   sure   if   admirable   was   the   right   word,      as   it   often   resulted   in   some      traumatic   loss   of   limb   or   life,      but   it   was   impressive,      the   determination   it   took   to   be   so…   dumb.   (   though   reflection   upon   family,   it   wasn't   an   entirely   human   condition   ).    ❝   —      and   that's   reason   enough   @forgries​,         i   should   release   you?   ❞      her   hands   sign   and   she   watches   for   an   inkling   of   recognition   to   the   language,      her   phone   a   poor   second   choice,      but   available   for   communication   if   needed.   the   trap   being   triggered   had   set   off   an   alarm   on   the   domo,      an   irritating   strobe   of   light   informing   her   of   a   security   breach.      the   safehouse   that   doubled   as      a   personal   warehouse      was   only   a   few   minutes   travel,      even   half   the   world   over.      ❝   you   should   know,      everything   here   is   fake.      second   rate   junk   to   pass   off   as   real.   ❞

[belasso-archive]

❛   this will be a great party. a bunch of 60-year-old ladies pinching my cheeks.  ❜  ( from roy )

THE  YEARLY  GALA  ISN’T  TED’S  IDEA  OF  FUN  EITHER,          but  the  premise  behind  it  is  a  notion  he  supports.     that,     and  the  event  is  important  to  richmond’s  biggest  benefactors,     as  well  as  rebecca-     so  he’ll  always  be  there.     and  if  there’s  one  thing  ted  can  do  well,     it’s  schmooze.     so  even  if  it’s  all  a  facade,     he’ll  typically  leave  a  good  impression  in  his  wake.     he  unfortunately  can’t  say  the  same  thing  in  regards  to  roy.     not  that  the  former  football  star  isn’t  charming  in  his  own  way-     he  merely  refuses  to  pull  his  punches,     and  in  all  honesty,     it’s  something  ted  commends  him  for.     he’ll  always  be  authentic,     and  there’s  no  reason  to  fault  him  for  that.

❝     oh,     c’mon  now!     it’s  gonna  be  a  hoot,     roy!     just  make  sure  to  watch  out  for  cheryl-     because  she’ll  definitely  try  t’pinch  the  cheeks  that  aren’t  on  your  face,     if  you  know  what  i  mean.     ❞

[whitesuited]

send a  ‘📸’  to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse !! 》feat. @forgries  /  steve 🤍

[ethyreal]

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         “ what  do  you  want  from  me  ? “     head  cants  slowly.  you  are  a  predator  among  prey,  even  here  :  even  now.  leashed  as  you  are  with  the  brace  tied  around  your  wrist,  you  lean  against  the  wall  of  your  foyer,  staring  at  him  at  your  threshold,  uninvited.  your  brow  cocks  and  a  hint  of  a  knowing  smile  touch  the  corners  of  your  lips.     “ i  am  many  things,  david  -  but  i  am  not  a  mind  reader.  if  you  want  something,  you  will  have  to  ask  for  it. “