#unlore

[miidnighters]

@unlore | Zahrosa said ❛  i  want  to  hear  you  beg .  ❜ 

Tate is a simple man. He kneels here at her feet, looking up the line of her misshapen body, and doesn’t even really think about what he’s begging for.

He just does. Good boys do as they’re told, after all, and there’s nothing he wants more than to be recognised.

“Please-” The words tumble from his lips, big eyes looking up at her as he shuffles forward, unashamed of his own nakedness, to reach out and curl a hand around her hip. “I want-”

[ivewhops]

[miidnighters-a]

@unlore | Taron said ❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜ 

"Hey," Tate's grin is huge, splitting his face into a smile when Taron comes and stands with him. After their first meeting, Tate's not too worried about being overly familiar, but he is conscious that a) they're in public and b) Taron can't see him coming and c), most importantly of all, the other man is shy. Still, Tate leans in and presses a lingering kiss to the other man's cheek.

"I didn't think I'd see you here. You look fucking hot."

[5urvive]

BOOK QUOTE STARTERS , 🥺 👉👈 @unlore ― Riley Sager,  The House Across the Lake

" at night, you can’t see your reflection on the water. centuries ago, before people knew any better, it was a common belief that reflective surfaces could trap the souls of the dead. "

[plaaanetse676767]

if Tadc doesn’t have a reference to this in a future episode I will make a 2 part comic of the ship Jax x gangle

[santiagc]

I MISS WHEN 'DON'T GET KILLED' WAS THE ONLY THING ON MY TO-DO LIST. @unlore , ANKHA.

" don't we all. " ─── sarcastic. why wouldn't it be? it was [ in all honesty ] an insane thing to think let alone say, though little else would be expected where ankhirmaa was concerned. if it wasn't violence or a generator, she couldn't be expected to show much in the way of interested. [ an assumption based on firsthand experience? no, but it was what he'd heard about her, and so far it rang true. ]

" would it make you feel better if, while you do whatever it is that has you in a whiny mood, i hide somewhere and shoot at your feet every now and then? could spice up the afternoon ... "

[seabiscuit]

@unlore

the two are so silent when they slip in that their appearance is an ( unsettling ) surprise. Tahno no longer trails behind Rosie, but now beside. She still sits first, however, and he slides beside her, sinking into the slink leather of the seat. Handsome as ever, those unheavenly clear eyes hold sight of her ( and only her ).

" Do I have to participate? I want to play solo with you. "

[soulmissed]

@unlore: well, come on in then, but stomp that snow off your feet first. / from ankha!

memes, accepting

the ger – sanctuary, home – was like a lighthouse. ankhirmaa’s hand parts dwelling entrance. kid bootprints trace swirling, abundant snow. august pauses at her request. his almond eyes were scarcely visible above a heavy scarf. he shuffles and stamps his boots. awkward, stiff. white flakes hit the straw mat.

once indoors, he unties the textile sheaf against his shoulder. (old blanket he’d repurposed for collecting items.) in a frost-eaten murmur: “ i brought sticks and branches. ” hand rummages through his coat. he procures a container. “ the old lady in the woods gave me noodles and beef. ”