#thread tbt

[escortingsecrets]

@cloudvii cont from here

When he'd stopped by and heard Cloud was at the inn, Shivan hadn't hesitated for a second. He'd immediately headed out without bothering to clean off the makeup that was no doubt running with his tears. The inn owner hadn't stopped him at all, just pointed the way to Cloud's room. It wasn't the first time Shivan had shown up like this and sadly, wouldn't be the last.

His eyes widened however as Cloud stepped out instead of offering to let him in, putting a hand on the blondes arm. "No- please don't go and fight them." Shivan pleaded softly. "It was one of the Don's men, I just-... I was just getting off work. I'm fine, Cloud, really."

He wasn't, but he didn't want Cloud to get into any trouble for him. Fighting with clients was already bad enough, and Cloud got into more fights than he did. He didn't want to find out what would happen if he ended up trying to fight one of Corneo's lackeys instead of some rich client. There was no doubt in his mind it would be a worse outcome.

"I was just hoping I could spend the night with you, instead of going back home. I missed the train thanks to everything- I have some money to cover half of your room, I promise I'm not just going to stay free with you." He added.

[chosenempathy]

@bonepranks​ ❤ Continued from Here

      Alma eyed the figure in the sentry station that kept them company for the moment. It takes them a while to weigh the options of whether or not they should explain what they really meant. That it wasn’t just the monsters around that, if anything, minded their own business, or that it wasn’t the cameras set up around the underground to spy on them.

      The feeling... It was almost omnipotent. Here and everywhere, without being here at all. They shiver. It’s a strong, invasive feeling that has followed them since they had walked out of the ruins.

      They chuckle half-heartedly, noticing that they had been staring for too long at him, lost in their own head. The novice mage had a feeling that he would just think them... skittish. Even if they had had further elaborated the sensation.   ❝ Ha... You... You’re right maybe I’m just being paranoid. ❞

[thistlcweeds]

//   @astraeusbound​   click’d   for   a   starter   !

tiers   graze   across   hers   softly ,   digits   yearning   to   touch   her ,   and   to   never   stop.   she   tasted   like   the   sweetest   strawberry   :   just   like   the   milkshake   she’d   barely   gotten   halfway   through   before   jughead’s   onslaught.   he   couldn’t   help   it   -           couldn’t   stop   the   want   and   need   to   be   close   to   her ,   to   be   with   her ,   in   so   many   more   ways   than   he’d   ever   thought.   she   made   him   feel   everything.   she   made   him   a   better   person ,   a   free   person ,   a   person   he   wanted   to   be.   forefinger   now   grazed   the   bottom   of   her   chin   as   palm   cupped   her   face ,   he’d   forgotten   that   they   were   in   the   vicinity   of   pop’s ,   where   prying   eyes   would   be   staring ,   watching ,   talking.   did   he   care   ?   no.   he   only   cared   about   her.   about   betty   cooper.        ❛   i   love   you ,   betty   cooper   .  .  .   ❜        he   mumbled   against   her   lips.

[corpserite]

VERSUS.   --- course he’d always known his gunner isn’t from around here, that all that blonde && sharp-eyed gets skittish in a very telling set of conversations, situations. && if versus were to be honest, then yeah - the where from he’d always known. been pretty sure of, at the least.

this bit, though. the thick thin thin thick thin of dark ink - that’s new. that’s...            ( wide eyes, pupils pinpricked, the harsh catch in a familiar voice ) ...disturbing, considering prom’s behaviour.

“ ...i’m not sure what this means. ”  quiet as the hush of fingers sliding around that wrist, gentle.  “ i can imagine nothing that would turn me away from you, though. test this - ”  careful still as stark contrast is raised to one’s lips  “ - if you doubt. ”

they are not empty words.      there’s a kingdom to protect, but it’s far from all that’s dear to his heart.

@argenteums || continued.

[ankokuteme-blog]

@dyynast from HERE.

honestly, sasuke had no idea how he ended up in that position, actually hoping the uchiha heiress but there he was... sneaking inside some civilians room who dared taking something that was hers. ( it was probably not helping that he just happened to take her panties... which was quite private. ) in the end, he understood why she was mad but... he still wondered why he agreed in the first place instead of training like he first wanted to. " — if i were you, i wouldn’t have let someone take what is mine in the first place. " sasuke grumbled but helped her anyway. he didn’t want to be blame if she just happened to kill herself. " let’s get this over with, i have things to do. "

[atlassouled-a]

            ❛                       What’s the best story you’ve ever heard? ❜

 // @dissolvedshadows.

[thistlcweeds]

//   starter   for   :   @outlawpride   !

knees   pinned   to   the   floor ,   his   frame   straddled   beneath   hers ,   digits   wrapped   tight   around   his   throat   :   her   lips   curled   back   into   a   sadistic   grin.   she   leaned   over   so   her   lips   now   just   inches   from   his   ear.        ❛   look   at   me   .  .  .   ❜        she   cooed ,   voice   like   the   angel   from   hell.        ❛   you   do   what   i   tell   you ,   when   i   tell   you   and   you’ll   make   it   out   of   this   without   any   bumps   or   scrapes.   ❜        a   giggle   escaped   her ,   fingers   tightening   around   his   throat   -           much   tighter   than   before.        ❛   isn’t   that   what   you   told   me ,   seth   ?   ❜

[thistlcweeds]

//   @astraeusbound   click’d   for   a   starter   !

THE   HUNTERS   MOON   :   said   to   have   been   a   place   of   gathering ,   shenaniganizing ,   plotting ,   foiling ,   and   whatever   other   conspiracies   he   and   scooby   had   rehearsed   in   the   back   of   the   van.   it   was   time   to   come   and   inspect   the   joint   and   see   what   evils   lie   within.   -            of   course ,   that   option   was   out   for   his   puppy   friend ,   for   obvious   reasons ,   so   it   was   up   to   shaggy   alone   !   rusted   door   closed   with   a   light   bang ,   footsteps   soft   and   casual ,   notepad   and   pen   in   his   hand   as   he   wound   through   the   crowd   until   he   reached   the   bar.        (   he’d   not   ordered   from   a   bar   often   and   assumed   a   double   choc   mint   milkshake   would   have   been   out   of   the   question.   )        sliding   onto   a   stool ,   hues   scanning   the   old   chalkboard   of   customized   drinks   one   could   /   should   try ,   before   his   gaze   settled   on   the   young   woman   off   to   the   side ,   pouring   a   set   of   beverages   to   serve.        ❛   uh ,   ❜        he   mumbled ,   trying   to   find   the   voice   one   would   use   in   a   dank   place   like   this ,   and   not   sound   like   a   complete   and   total   moron.        ❛   wadda’ya   like   recommend   here   ?   ❜        nailed   it.