#violensense

[hexsreality]

Lyric Starter Post ⤷ Always Accepting!

❝ Your desolation led you into this ❞

☽◯☾┄─ @violensense (for Dexter!) || Ghost-Spillways ᗢ

[identitysolved-a]

incorrect  quotes  (  accepting  )  ||  @violensense  (  alfred  ) 

[katana-rama]

"Show me that face, buddy, so I can kiss it. "

They could easily handle most jobs alone. It wasn't about needing back up or about needing money - both of them were stupid rich. Fuck you rich. One percent rich. This last job was just about fun. Bullseye took his shit way too seriously as far as Deadpool was concerned; really, he's doing the guy a favor hanging out with him. God forbid he loses his sense of humor on him.

He really should know better than to play chicken with him. Especially gay chicken.

His mask isn't taken off completely but he does pull it from the black choker that connected his suit to his mask, lifting it up by his thumb until it's over his nose. Bullseye's face is then grabbed with both hands and he yanks him right over to him until his mouth is sealed right against his. It was the kind of kiss that would do Bugs Bunny proud when he got cheeky with Daffy Duck.

He's still holding Bullseye's jaw and the back of his head in a tight grip when his lips pull back, taking Bullseye's bottom lip with him until he started to speak. He hoped to see an expression that told him he won whatever this was. ".. Next time include a peppermint in your fee. That breath is dank." Probably the smell of the job but it was funnier to blame him.

[razorfst]

“ look at me. “ - bullseye

This wasn't a situation Andrei wanted to be in, not even close. It wasn't even like him to be caught unaware, off guard, let alone someone's leverage. It was currently his situation and it frustrated the Romanian more than he wanted to admit. Then again he was sure the glare at the other showed that enough. However, he didn't want to give him the satisfaction of anything. Jaw tenses as he feels the other's harsh grip on his chin to make him look towards the figure. Andrei pulled at his restraints, wanting to break free and kill the man in front of him but that was proving harder than he liked. It was almost like he knew how to keep the blade away from chains, otherwise Andrei would have used it by now to free him. They'd done their research. It only increased his anger, his rage, that burn in his gaze as he was forced to look up at the other. He would not see pain, that was something Andrei would never let him see. He practically spits at him as he starts to speak, not entirely caring what the plan was but he knew he wasn't going to let anything happen. Besides, why risk anything to get him back? Andrei had been trained to die for the Ten Rings and he would do just that if he had to. "You aren't going to get anything from me. Mai bine mă omori, ticălosule." It was almost a growl but Andrei meant every word, didn't care if he understood what he said. If necessary then he'd continue on in his mother tongue if he had to.

Send “ look at me. “ for my muse’s reaction | Not Accepting | @violensense

[monenblogi]

@violensense (isaac) - from dis

How in the ever loving fuck did he end up in this situation? Or rather kept ending up in it for that matter? 

“Mierda--today’s s’posed to be my day off...” Apparently the poachers had an opinion about that—though not after him for once. Manny figured that was a good sign, assuming they weren’t asking around. Didn’t matter, he could just leave it, but that kid they had cornered— 

“Oi! Thought y’ said you weren’t gonna be late again!” Manny situated himself before things could have a chance to escalate. “You worry your ma, y’know? ¡Por el amor de Dios!” Not the cleanest cover to keep the kid from getting shot, but it’d have to do. Ushering along and around a corner before the gunners could clue in on what was going on and sighing. 

“Bold fuckers...” 

[awkwardcourage]

starter for @violensense

Hughie's leg bounced up and down. His hands shifted between being clasped together or fiddling with his clothes or his phone or his keys. Every time he tried to still, the nervous energy within him dispersed somewhere else. He was sat outside the Commisioner's office, glancing over his shoulder every minute or so, as though that would make the time go by any quicker.

He kept his head ducked, trying to avoid any stares by the people passing by, antagonistic or curious. He wasn't in the mood to be percieved. When the door did finally open, Hughie didn't waste any time. He stood up, not quite blocking the commissioner's way, but still made sure he couldn't be missed. "Mister- C-Commissioner Gordon? I need to talk with you. Please."

[suredid]

It's not the first time she's had blood on her tongue. How many times had she busted a lip before the age of six alone? In the fifth grade she once got pelted with a dodgeball so hard it made her bite her tongue and suffer swelling like she swallowed a bee.

Junior year, Theo Donnelly's braces caught her bottom lip when he tried to be sexy about making out and they NEVER lived it down. To this day she gets random texts from her high school best friend that say:

[txt] lololol remember when theo tried to make a move on u and fainted because he saw blood after cutting your lip on his braces? good times lmaoo

She's thirty now and still remembers the sharp sting, the earthy warmth flooding her mouth and dripping down her chin, and Theo nearly knocking his head against a table at the homecoming dance because of a little blood.

It's not the first time she's had blood on her tongue.

But it is the first time that it is not HER blood.

The subway station is quiet except for the soft gurgling groans of a man crumpled at her feet. Her shirt is torn, jeans split, but it's nothing compared to the mess at her feet.

And there is blood in her mouth, on her chin, dripping down her throat, when someone finds her.

"They wouldn't stop," her voice, usually strong, if not a little too loudly carried, feels thin and flimsy. "I told them to stop, I did-"

She can't stop shaking.

@violensense

[stickytm]

@violensense sent 31!

so similar to 32, i love the upbeat sound of the song with the reflective lyrics of this. very petercore, very pushing through the hard parts, very never staying down. okay, so i put this on here because i really do think peter has a tendency to fall in love & seek vulnrebility in romance. like, a huge huge part of peter's character to me is that he's always holding something back. physically, emotionally, intellectually, he's always got something he keeps close to his chest. whether he means to or not, this is like a major defense mechanism - only he knows the full extent of what he's capable of. like he doesn't want to be alone, but it's something he inflicts upon himself constantly. he's got so many people that he loves & that love him, but he feels this need to keep so much of himself tucked just out of view. yet, when he falls in love with someone [romantically OR platonically] , he wants to show them too. which is terrifying in a million different ways but something he craves on a base level as a person, you know? even if that is the literal scariest thing he could imagine doing. coming clean about the things he does to survive & live the way he does. this song is on his playlist as sort of a symbol of how he loves & how love can touch him. how he wants to be open with people on every level but is terrified of when it's over. but love is ultimately the antidote to that fear? like peter never makes it easy, he complicates things for himself & others constantly... but that doesn't mean he's unworthy of that honesty & vulnerability. it just means it's fucking hard sometimes.