#siphonersheart

[xxxlovedandlostxxx]

siphonersheart asked:

‘  why  are  you  here?  ’

@siphonersheart​

“Studio tour,” Anthony responded flippantly. Magic lead him strange places. One of these days he’ll end up somewhere uninvited, and get himself killed. But this person had kind eyes. You hear a lot about violent strangers and swindlers with kind eyes, but hey- it’s something.

[magicathand]

@siphonersheart

It was cold.  The air was frigid and the wind cut to the bone.  Despite his father being half frost giant, Alex hated the cold.  He wanted to shift into something with thick fur; but that would be unacceptable while walking through New York City.

His fingers stung even though he wore leather gloves.

“Fuck.”

It came out stuttered as he reached out for his cup of coffee, the steaming brew doing nothing to warm the mutant’s insides.

Finally, stepping into a store for warmth, he nearly spilled his cup all over someone as he turned.

“So sorry.”

His voice still stuttered.

“‘s fucking cold.”

[lvgvs]

@siphonersheart​ sc. 

                 “It is dangerous outside right now. You probably shouldn’t go alone”, Sky has lowered his voice so no one might hear them, the barrier is their only protection, they both know that much. 

[forevertheoutsiders]

@siphonersheart​ continued from here 

HE WOULD NEVER GROW TIRED OF SEEING LARKIN LIKE THIS  ―― AND AS HE STANDS OVER HIM, DRESSED IN ONLY A PAIR OF LEATHER TROUSERS ( TROUSERS HE HAD STOLEN FROM HIM ) he feels his heart skip a couple of beats. Impish grin curls lips upwards as scolding hot fingertips get to work on ridding his upper body of the red plaid weave shirt  ―― deliberately taking their time in undoing the buttons, just to tease him a little bit further. It was OFTEN like this ―― a competition to see who wanted the other more. He is EXHAUSTED from the first couple of rounds of none stop lovemaking that had occurred earlier on in the evening ―― but just the sight of him crawling across the bed to lie down next to him is enough for him to consider doing it all over again. 

His eyes watch him CAREFULLY as he moves across the king size bed ―― and it holds him completely captivated. He doesn’t reply until he is upon him, draped across his lap. Tongue finds the nape of a neck, cat like grin MELTS into a flurry of kisses that are quickly placed on his jaw before he decides to speak. “Your hot to me ―― and ya always will be.” His words are whispered against the shell of an ear when he pulls him closer again. “I see ya have taken a likin’ to my leather trousers.”

[sturmvcgel]

@siphonersheart​

                      Her hands wandered over the dusty bookshelf, remnants of a life someone had left behind in hurry. She listened, to her gut, to her heart, to her soul... but only silence answered the young girl. If this was indeed the right place she had come here for nothing. A movement behind her, steps echoing on the floor. Marian flinched and spun around, the book she had been holding clattering to the floor. “Who’s there?”, her voice sounded eerie in this empty building, out of place and way too loud, “Show yourself!”

[theothersuperclone]

00:00:00 ?

It’s a big night for Ezra.  Bruce Wayne had invited so many people to the party.  All to celebrate Ezra.  His long lost ‘son’.  But Ezra was focused on his wrist.  According to Bruce, tonight he would meet his ‘one’.

He’s so focused on it, that he accidently bumps into them, and blushes as he does.

“Hi.”

[sereaia]

@siphonersheart​​​​​​​​​    //  𝒔.𝒄 .  ( ♡ )

    ❝    you    dropped    your    wallet,    mister.    you    should    be    more    careful.    ❞

[dvarapala]

+ @siphonersheart / continued from here

her smile slips off her face. “my comfort for your loss.” some losses never really went away, no matter how much time passed. her smile returned to her, though not in full force, when he asked her name.

“udyati. rao. udyati rao.” she stuck out her hand. “it’s---i mean, pleased to meet you.”