#soft violence

[infamous-if]

what do the members of soft violence think about seven still having the initial tattoo?

They think it's weird

[sugar-petals]

of course taemin is filming from underneath his blanket because why wouldn't he

[kirisjournal]

🐺 no bark, all bite

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task force 141 wasn’t looking to recruit, nevermind a whole new soldier. but after a mission gone sideways, they brought back something they didn’t fully understand—a silent operative with no apparent name, no past, and a talent for violence that bordered on inhuman. obedient, efficient, and unsettlingly calm, they followed orders without question... until one day, they didn’t.

now, the team is starting to notice the way they hover near gaz. the way they react to danger. the way something feral flickers beneath the surface. they don’t talk much—but they never miss. and maybe, just maybe, they're not as cold as they seem.

whatever they are, they’re loyal. terrifyingly so.

and that might be the scariest part.

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prologue : no bark, all bite part one : quiet things with sharp teeth part two : part three : part four : part five : part six : part seven : part eight : part nine : part ten : epilogue :

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[twilight-daydreams]

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Propmt 2: TOGETHER, UNTIL THE END

Pairing: Evan Rosier x Barty Crouch Jr Genre: tragedy / angst / devotion Summary: the war is coming. evan and barty make a promise beneath the stars — if they can’t have peace, they’ll have each other, even in ruin.

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“we won’t die, rosie.” “of course we won’t.” a lie. a prayer. a vow.

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War was coming.

They both knew it. No one could pretend otherwise. The Dark Lord and his followers were growing by day. They would have to take a stand next to Lord Voldemort as the next generations of Death Eaters. As winter ended, Evan Rosier and Barty Crouch Jr would be forever marked with the cursed snake.

"We won't die, Rosie." Barty whispered into the night as they were laying under the tree next to the black lack in the dead of night.

"Of course we won't, B." Evan said whether convincing Barty or himself, it wasn't clear. Though he supposed he had suspected they were fated to die young. It was a fact. Barty who'd do anything to tarnish his father's reputation and Evan who will continue the bloodline of The Noble and Ancient House of Rosier.

Although, he would never say that to Barty, he would gladly indulge in Barty's delusions if that kept Barty happy. They would have to face reality one day. But for now, they were just two lost teenagers madly in love.

Barty knew he was lying but he didn't press any further. They laid next to each other silently. The only thing that could be heard was their breathes mingling into one.

"I won't go down without a fight." A vow, Barty made as he got up to face Evan.

"I know you won't, B" Evan replied cooly in contrast to the determination within him. If happily ever after denied them, they will burn this world in ashes.

Together.

[sweetiejammyjams]

[nanihta]

https://www.instagram.com/nanihta

[cosmiclovebomb]

nvm my jinx tumblr fic is gonna take a bit longer to finish so not this week BUT I will try my best to upload it this upcoming week along with 2 new Soft Violence chapters!

[zac16]

THE HARD WAY

I learned your name

By grinding my teeth to dust

By praying with my hands tied

By swallowing every promise

Until my throat was all cut up

Love’s a gun I keep misfiring

Into my chest

Over and over

Until the blast sounds like the truth

We are wearing our guilt like a second skin over here

Stitched up with borrowed hope

Every apology rots in my mouth

Every vow turns feral when it’s cornered

This body is a courthouse

I am judge, jury and execution

Sentenced for crimes of devotion

Paroled only to repeat them

I drag the altar through the street

Sparks flying from its base

As the witnesses choke on the smoke

As the faithful look away

If this is redemption

Then stab me deeper

If it’s mercy

Then make it hurt

I won’t be cleaned

I won’t be spared

I will only be honest in this moment where it breaks me

Hands bleeding

Voice gone

Still trying to scream your name

Like it owes me something