#riverising

[ritiual]

@riverising / starter call.

what happens when you get two hawkeyes in a room together? complete and utter chaos unravels. it was nothing in comparison to the operation kate had attempted to conduct the previous night, though. she vaguely remembers clint telling her not to pursue the lead without him, but the thing is... she thought she could do it. she was a hero after all! heroes should be able to be heroes without a constant partner. [perhaps, somewhere throughout the inner monologue she gave herself about being brave and not needing her partner, she missed the memo where she did, in fact, need clint.]

an expression of exasperation creeps across her features, a hearty sigh prefacing her words. “listen— it wasn't the worst idea i've come up with! it was just... poorly executed in retrospect.”

[foundjarin]

@riverising​  asked: ❛      hush  .       raise    a    finger    in    a    gesture    to    silence    my    muse  .   from  cassian!

It  was  impossible  to  tell  beneath  his  helmet,  but  Din  was  rolling  his  eyes  at  the  unnecessary  hand  gesture,  as  if  he  couldn’t  see  the  imps  walking  past  their  hiding  spot,  as  if  he  hadn’t  been  the  one  to  hear  them  coming  first  thanks  to  his  helmet.   It  wasn’t  his  first  hunt  and  Din  knew  how  to  avoid  getting  caught,  but  there  hadn’t  been  time  to  explain  that.

This  wasn’t  the  job,  the  bounty  he  was  supposed  to  bring  in  dead  now  thanks  to  the  guy  next  to  him,  his  unwanted  companion  in  avoiding  the  notice  of  the  imps.   They  weren’t  trespassing,  but  the  dead  body  was  sure  to  raise  some  questions  and  Din  wasn’t  about  to  count  on  the  stranger  not  screwing  him  over  a  second  time  if  it  meant  getting  away.

As  the  footsteps  began  to  move  away,  Din  kept  his  gaze  locked  on  the  other  man  and  -  perhaps  more  importantly,  his  blaster.

[givensafterdark]

@riverising // t. gutterson // [ DISTRACT ]  for one muse to drive while the other gives them head

Raylan should have put a stop to the whole thing the moment words that were too dirty for a work day started to slip from Tim's mouth. Out of the corner of his eye he watched Tim's hand rubbing himself through his jeans and Raylan's felt too tight and uncomfortable. It was when Tim's hand snaked over to Raylan's side, rubbing him through worn denim, that Raylan thought he might veer right off the road.

"Gutterson," he growled softly, "I get us into an accident on the way to Harlan, you're gonna be the one explainin' to Art what happened."

But that didn't stop the what Tim had in mind and Raylan could figure it out easily enough when Tim worked open the button and fly to slip a hand inside.

He had to fight to keep his eyes on the road when Tim eased over slowly, bending himself over the center console. The first swipe of Tim's tongue over the length of his cock brought a sharp "fuck" from his lips and he was grateful for the empty stretch of road leading from Lexington to Harlan because he might have slammed them into on coming traffic.

Raylan shifted his position, trying to make it easier for Tim to slip his mouth over hard flesh. Fingers of his right hand tangling in the sniper's hair while the left gripped the steering wheel hard. It wasn't the first time someone'd gone down on him in the middle of a drive, but the first when he'd been on the clock.

Unable to focus on the road any longer, Raylan pulled over to the side, putting the seat back just a little bit more for comfort.

"I'm gonna fuck y' so hard for this later."

[untaimeda]

[ MEAL ] for our muses to share some other kind of food together / from clint! ( @riverising )

laura was not a conversational type. and apparently, neither was the guy kate ( apparently ) looked up to. laura didn't judge -- her role models for a long time ( and still are at times ) was her 5'3 gremlin of a father and a professional thief. laura leans back against her chair and silently observes him. " you eat loud, " she comments, right before reaching across the table and grabbing a handful of fries, immediately shoving them into her mouth.

[devoutgunarc]

sc. for cassian ; @riverising

it's   the   timing   that's   impressive.   DIN   STOOD   OUT,   word   would   fly   around   on   that   small   planet   that   a   mandalorian   bounty   hunter   was   looking   for   a   rebel   twi'lek.   with   said   rebel   now   in   carbonite   and   the   hunter   NOT   LONG   FOR   THE   OUTER   RIM   ROCK,   the   fact   that   someone   was   able   to   track   him   down   in   the   small   window   of   time   was...   unexpected.

a   light   blinked   and   marked   the   charging   fuel   cells   of   his   razorcrest,   the   encased   rebel   boldly   visible   from   the   ships   open   maw.   with   a   hand   casually   on   his   blaster   as   he   sat   next   to   his   ship,   DIN   DID   LITTLE   ELSE   TO   GREET   whoever   thought   they'd   approach   a   guild   bounty   hunter

[dregdens]

❝ there’s something not right here... i feel cold.  death. ❞

@riverising​  /  one-liner starter call.

[dregdens]

❝ we’re going to get pulverized if we stay out here much longer. ❞

@riverising​  /  one-liner starter call.

[ragedagainst]

send a number (1-100), get a song lyric starter !  @riverising​​ : 22 → on my knees - rüfüs du sol 

“ –– looks like the tables have turned, captain andor. ”