terror-in-silk-ties said: Glances up at the man, shaking head at the tall mercs of this base and wondering how they got through the door.
“Be thankful you don’t have to worry about such things.”
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terror-in-silk-ties said: Glances up at the man, shaking head at the tall mercs of this base and wondering how they got through the door.
“Be thankful you don’t have to worry about such things.”
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Send me a ♣ and I’ll fill out for you/your muse: my first impression of your muse:
My first impression of you: Very quietMy favorite thing about your muse: A classic gentleman, not pushy and sophisticated charmMy favorite thing about you: So approachable and friendly! *face hugs*Would I ever consider shipping our muses: Oh yes, but never for the good of Barnaby’s health [mental or physical]A plot I’d like to see between our muses: They’re all terribly violent and depressing XD Essentially 21 laying physical claims of ownership until Barnaby gives upAn AU I think would be interesting for our muses: Exploring Barnaby’s past with gambling, where 21 is the person sent to ‘collect’ and see where it spirals from there
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“Do you have any idea how long it’s been since I’ve had the pleasure of meeting a man who actually understood the concept of personal hygiene? Far too long in this hell hole.”
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It’s been days but the Brutal continues on as though the reminders are not there. Once brilliant red has turned to a dark rust, an ugly and grievous sight when compared to the art it had been at conception.
And yet the high impact stains remain on the wall, highlighted by the horizontal spray from a slit throat.
He finds himself in front of it again, fingers running over the gruesome reminder of the Spy. It brings back the strangled cries and terrified wails as each bullet ripped through paper thin skin, thick working muscle, the body so warm in his embrace, so inviting…
Leaning forward, the Brutal runs his tongue over the wall.
Soon…soon he’ll make it beautiful again.
terror-in-silk-ties "Quit waving a me."
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Both eyes widen as he stares Damian down from across the gas station. To get his attention, he even pulls out a mirror, directing the light into their face.
jarredmedicine said: BECAUSE I GOT BORED AND DECIDED I WANTED CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT
OC DEVELOPMENT GUIDE: -MAKE OC DESIGN -TRAJIC BAKSTOR -UR DON ITS GR8
terror-in-silk-ties said: ( fo sho. Need some bro bonding time)
more like “im going to adopt a child but it wont be a child it will be a gun i need a doctor”
phdinschauerlichkeit said:because we all love our edgy-ass ocs ]]
when i was in the third grade, uncle ben DIED
'Behind the scenes'
Send me ‘Behind the scenes’ for conversation between the mun and the muse
“Clossse sssome of your tabssss.”
//Noooo.
“Why not?”
//I might need them later
“THEN BOOKMARK THEM THISSS ISSS GETTING OUT OF HAND. YOU CAN BARELY SSSEE THE TITLE ON THE TAB.”
//God dammit. Fine.
…
“Don’t you dare click open in a new tab. Don’t do it. Don’t–”
//Mewhuehuehuehuehuehue
“I ssswear to god.”