#synthesetic

[obstinatedeals-blog]

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 ▲Angel and August get trapped in an elevator together.

 Calloused fingers slide through blonde hair and push backfallen strands, his movements heavy and slow.

Humidity clings to his skin like cotton on flesh, his palmsclammy with the heat of his gloves.

22, 23, 24 …

    His gaze falls from bright blue numbers to scuffed boots;the creating sound of the ascending elevator echoing from white plaster.

A chime and the rolling of old wheels, heavy boots onsuspended metal.

    It was always polite to show face with business associates,it was a sign of good faith – trust. No partnership could be built without it.

    He reaches a hand out automatically when he sees her approaching,holding the doors open as she stepped onto the lift.

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( @synthesetic​ ) // continued [x]

    The rotting corpse of a once great space station lay to waste, like everything else, in the dirt of Pandora. Twisted metal and wired veins; the guts of Helios spewed across dead earth, admittedly the sky looked a little empty without it.

    He follows the crude pathway through the wreckage, dust and rocks shifting underfoot. His visits here were sparse and gapped with months; it was always only business.

    Day had quickly turned to dusk, however, orange seeping into purple and pink; while shadows cut against yellow sand and a breeze pushed through the bones of the station.

He pulls at the front of his shirt, peeling cotton from skin; grateful for the evenings cool kiss.

    It all starts with a groan; low and metallic, it grates and rattles. He pauses, twisting his head back. A rumble and several clicks; his brow pulls in puzzlement.

    But she’s on him and they’re falling, and his grasping for something – anything. His fingers grip blindly, fisting handfuls of cloth.  He hits the ground hard, jarring his elbow, stretching the stitches in his side. There’s hair in his mouth and chaos against his chest; it all happens so fast.

    She slides between his fingers and he coughs up the air from his lungs, rolling to the side in an effort to push the dirt from his mouth.

Her voice is soft; feathers against cold metal; water in a desert.

“Yeah, well.” He groans, turning to look at his saviour. “Guess I owe you one.”

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synthesetic replied to your post “[ I still legitimately have no set idea what August would dress up as...”

( *puts cat ears on him* there y'go buddy, a++ costume right there )

[ haha!! he’d end up with cat ears at the end of the night maybe XD drunk august would be amazing.]

[gladictormoved]

@synthesetic.

She misses a beat at that. The communication line falls flat with a kind of awkward silence for a moment or two– because while Angel’s de-facto reaction is to agree (for who isn’t at least a little twisted in this world of theirs? the circumstances have ensured that she isn’t free from that constant), she knows that isn’t the right way to react. Athena is supposed to trust her. Admitting deviance isn’t the right way to gain someone’s trust, or so she thinks.

And besides… She’s slightly self-conscious when it comes to social interaction, so she wonders what exactly she said to make the gladiator ask such a thing out of the blue.

｢ …What do you mean? ｣

          Athena is panting, blood drenching her hands and dripping from her face. It’d been a slaughter here-- one which she hadn’t started. The Lost Legion keep coming and coming at her, and before she knew it, she’d killed about thirty of them with nothing but her sword and shield. She’d gotten a few cuts here and there, but it’s nothing serious. She was too lost in the adrenaline and the amazing sensation of murdering all those people. She’s a sick, sick person, but she was raised to kill, so how could she not be?  She raises her echo communicator, wiping blood away from her face.

          “You were on the line this entire time. Why? You don’t sound like the type who’s into men taking their last breaths, but then again, I don’t know much about you. You’re just the helpful angel on the radio.”

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Promos for the people who liked the post!

Under the cut because I’m a rebel;; Credit is appreciated but not necessary!! (◡ ω ◡✿)

This one’s for @bloodybluecap

Next is for @hyperionxprincess ( my computer shrunk the quality of the base image for some reason?! )

aaaaaaand here’s the one for @kneeltotheking, this one’s my fave! ART CREDIT ( x )

Here’s @synthesetic‘s angel baby! ART CREDIT ( x )

Nisha the badass for @bringin-the-law !! ART CREDIT ( x )

Sasha the babe 4 @broughtinthemark! ART CREDIT ( x )

gaige the little shit ( - u - ) @aseriousshove.  ART CREDIT ( x )

That’s all the promos I’m doing for now! I’ll probs do more tomorrow though!

[phasedom-blog]

synthesetic replied to your post “phasewalkin replied to your post “tfw u and phasewalkin both complain...”

surrenders self to the birdmoms tbh. make me vogue af like u

kneeltotheking

your daughter is ours now sorry we don’t make the rules