#open ish?

[vindicta-reliquiae]

"Of all the time to be missing Mako again..."

[unbreakable-ribbons]

“I’m thinking about investing in weighed card sleeves, give my arms a little workout whenever I draw something.”

[noctis-arcana]

“I’m getting the urge to pop candy into my mouth. Or someone else’s and playing a tongue game.”

[ipsesclus]

[it’s hot and he had an ego boost so he’s taking his shirt off]

[hand-of-vengeance]

Hells, but he was exhausted.

Exhausted, but satisfied, like an itch that had been plaguing him for weeks was finally scratched. 

That was a word for it, amusing maybe a little as Erasmus sat on the banister of the next flight of stairs, virtually drenched in blood, bodies splattered around him as if a particularly murderous Jackson Pollock had a really bad day.

He took a deep breath, let it out softly, and ran a hand over his now very matted hair. At least it felt good knowing how many lives each of these soldiers would’ve taken... if they’d lived. 

It wasn’t until the others descended that he pulled himself up. “...Shall we get out of here, then?”

[coolestbomber-replies-blog]

Black just sat on the couch, sighing quietly.

"....I wonder if we still have Nutella."

[hongik-ingan-blog]

     To say that Yongsoo was in a bad state would be an understatement.  He clearly hadn’t slept, and the stress that radiated from his slouched form was practically palpable.

     He held his mobile phone in his hand, limp-wristed and tense-knuckled and anxious.

[ladykeivt]

@voiidlost​

Glynda opens the door slightly, her head peeking inside the scientist’s room. Note, this is at night where everyone is most likely asleep... maybe.

“... could you keep it down with Thace? I’m trying to sleep here or else all of you are getting gooey oatmeal for breakfast.”