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[crimel0rd]

@unbindingpages Roman Sionis/Black Mask 𝗔𝗦𝗞𝗘𝗗: "I knew a man wearing that hood once, didn't end up with a good ending, boy"

ᡕᠵデᡁ᠊╾━ ​ ┈⌯⁍𖦏 They were at odds. Two APEX PREDATORS attempting to take the same territory. And there was only so much so go around. Hood was set on out competing him. Out EVOLVING him, in this arms race. It was nothing personal. Hood viewed him as a cancerous worm with a bottomless stomach, but it was always about the BAT . Roman was just in the cross hairs of a war.

❝ 「 I'll make sure not to repeat history. 」 ❞ It's nearly purred out of his chest as he stood on the other side of Black Mask's office. He wanted to peel his skin back and see what's inside.

[s-aint]

Did it hurt?— the words very nearly rolled out from his mouth as easy as a sickly grin settling on lips— Falling from heaven having wings being ripped off, sacrificing all for society? That was how the devil of Hell's Kitchen acted, as if he was a fucking martyr. Did he actually believe himself to be something like Lucifer. The outfit and idea, if true, were a better hook than stuffy priest's robes. However if anyone were to ask for Benjamin's humble opinion, the bastard was better off in holy robes and wiping a rosary around.

❛ You know . . ❜

The taste of blood was deep inside his belly, and it rolled in airy bubbles upon his lips as that smug grin of his twisted lips into a self-satisfying expression. He supposed the both of them were two in the same. Different sides of the same coin. Creatures of habit. Devil and . . angel, but who was who? Bullseye had been ready to go out in a blaze of glory fitting his . . well, his entire life, and here the bleeding heart had saved him. And to what end?

❛ For all this devil act, you can't watch me die. You can't shake me. ❜

Benjamin was in his mind. In his dreams. In his blood, wasn't he?! The taste of blood fed the monster as a rumble of laughter shook his torso and made him sound like a madman. Like? He was mad, very mad, but that made Matt Murdock [@unbindingpages] mad as well to save the likes of him. Gloved hands coiled around the devil's wrists as if he to draw him closer and pull him in until the two of them were one. One hand snapped free, and gloved fingers ranked against Dex's scalp like a lover's touch before his hair was roughly grabbed. Spit and blood gurgled in the back of his throat as his head was forced back. Both devil and angel, eh? — he sought to save only to hurt. Benjamin could roll with that. He released a wrist to slither both hands against the tough, leather-like material of the devil's torso piece; a little too slow, and a little too intimate. Fingers stopped at the collar piece, dug in deep, and pulled him close. Closer. Dex's blood stained face split wider into a smirk if humanly possible.

[channel08]

@unbindingpages Liked for a starter (Tomie with either SH James or Murphy?)

"I’m lost...”, Tomie whimpers, lowering her head. Long, silky, impossibly smooth locks of dark hair fall upon her shoulder and slide down her chest. She appears frightened and out of her element, and a part of her, an infinite piece of humanity left in her, crawls to the surface and she does, indeed, wonder where she is. “You’re the only one I’ve found in this entire town –“, she looks up, her eyes wide and beautiful, holding a spark of allure to them. “I can’t seem to find my way out. Can you help me?”

[hackxr]

@unbindingpages [ Ghoul ] said 🎄 “Who the hell ate ALL the gingerbread dough?!”

She hadn't meant to. Holiday treats weren't exactly her thing. But the dough had been left out, and it had been a long time since she'd had anything sweet. It started with one bite. Then another. Then she got distracted with an odd piece of tech and kept nibbling as she fiddled...

"I uh—" Sen7inel's gaze flicked between the plate where the gingerbread dough had been and then back to the questioner who'd caught her, a sheepish grimace crossing her features, "—Sorry, but—", a finger pointed to the doorway where she'd come in, "—uh... door was unlocked. I didn't mean to eat it all, just... got carried away."

The Coyote held her gloved hands up, palms out. “Wasn’t tryin’ to cause trouble.”

That was mostly true.

[resolutevalor]

@unbindingpages (arranged marriage)

Phoenix's eyes rake over him, full of unspoken yearning. "This will likely be the last time I can see you," she relates, her voice quivering with emotion. "By this hour tomorrow, I will be a married woman." The revelation only causes pain. Her gaze averts to the ring that now adorns her finger. It belongs to him, to her future husband- just as she soon would. She ought to immediately leave. Yet, her feet will not lurch into motion.

[vcultgirl]

@merry-andrews i'm only doing this because you asked me to.  ❜ ( from my Ghoul @unbindingpages <3 )

"Well, consider me surprised but extremely grateful that you're actually listening to me for once."

Some days (most...) they butted heads like two stubborn rams who didn't want to concede. Then there were days like these where something shifted in the air and they got along and, at least in Lucy's case, actually kinda enjoyed talking to him. She knew he probably didn't feel those moments as strongly as her, given how irritating he clearly found her, but she could get on with it and keep things civil between them.

She even felt comfortable enough at this precise moment to put a hand on his shoulder, to lean up slightly to speak close while drawing the Ghoul's attention to the vendor they were hoping to snag some supplies from. The fact that the Ghoul was open to actually bartering rather than jumping to violence and intimidation meant a lot to Lucy.

"All right, so everyone's got a price, right? That's what you always say? If we go off that, then I think we could trade him those pre-war books we found." They were interesting, and Lucy hadn't finished reading them all yet, but getting stimpaks and chems was more important, especially with the Ghoul running low on the latter.

"If he acts a bit difficult, don't lose your cool, okay? We can figure it out." She held up a hand for him to high-five, her mouth curving into a grin.

"We're a team! Let's remember that."

[gunslingcr]

@unbindingpages asked: "it's not the end! I won't leave you to die like this!"

"Who the hell said I'm goin' die?" Die? Only if someone would directly kill him. Arthur refused to die as a weak man, needing help and treatment. He would fight to survive, though if death was inevitable, fighting could be his end. He refused to accept anything but that.

"Wake up, Marston. You need to focus on your family, not me. I'm a lost case." Not that he believed he was going to die, no. Arthur was aware he had lost himself during those months; he was a bad man, even worse now. There wouldn't be salvation to him. "So get the hell outta here. I'm goin' back for the money, and you, you go to your family."

[lithiumwolff]

@unbindingpages liked for a starter

The surprise look on Beth’s face flushed a pink red on her cheeks. Eyes glued to her opposite. “You said you were needy?” Everyone had needs, it was just a matter of how you flourish those needs into something beautiful.