#wcrdog

[peacefulapostle--a]

best brother vibe.

whats mah vibes

GASP. don’t let the others see this. but I LOVE MY BIG BRO. 

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☾

‘☾’ FOR AN AESTHETIC OF OUR MUSES

[iscariotsdeputy]

@wcrdog

    Becoming a Herald was no small feat. It was an Olympian task, challenges facing him no matter what decisions he made. Staci Caleb couldn’t blame them, truly. They had grown so adjusted to Jacob’s tenure as Herald and the second-in-commands he had, no one expected Peaches to quickly be used as his replacement. Both the death and sudden uptake of a new Herald sent shockwaves throughout the Mountains.

    Soon, the stress was starting to show through the cracks of his impassiveness. Faith had offered an escape into the Bliss, an escape to a world where he could be left alone with his thoughts. Unfortunately for Caleb, his thoughts were more vocal with memories, with the past than with letting his relax.

    He needed guidance, so that’s what the Bliss gave him.     It gave him his predecessor.     It gave him Jacob.

    Caleb’s blood ran cold, looking up at the man who stared at him in that cloud of Bliss. Still, he couldn’t run from this, footfalls crunching grass and flowers underneath him as he walked to look Jacob in the eye.

    “It’s been a long time, hasn’t it? I’d love to hear your stories again, but I have a feeling you’re here for more than some nostalgia, correct?”

[wrathiest-blog]

@wcrdog​  &&  @profecies​

                                                   ——————————❝   so,  what’s the truth.  ❞

[vaaswashere]

KISSY KISS BITCH

pucker  up  buttercup  .          /  @wcrdog

     ` the  tiger  and  the  wolf  . ’                          vaas  had  heard  of  wolves  growing  up  ;   their  thick  paws  and  thicker  coats  ,   long  tails  and  longer  claws           they  had  dingos  and  dogs  ,   tasmanian  devils  and  pups  ,   but  wolves  ?   there  were  no  wolves  in  the  jungle  .   BUT  THE  FOREST  ?   a  far  cry  from  rich  ,   infested  greens  ;   the  rabid  wrath  of  GOD  ,   but  the  forest  was  a  creature  of  it’s  own  affliction  ,   home  to  an  ancestor  all  in  of  itself  .

      the  tiger  had  never  thought  he  would  find  the  wolf  ;   nor  it  him  .                           not  in  a  man  who  had  hair  like  sunlit  blood  ,   a  bite  like  iron  and  a  will  that  brought  a  people  to  it’s  knees  ;   scarred  and  vicious  ,   but  full  of  a  self  -  righteous  discipline  vaas  would  never  know  .   it  was  power  all  the  same  ,   and  it  was  GLUTTONY  stained  into  his  stomach  by  quick  knife  that  brought  him  close  .

     how  he  tasted  ;   of  sweet  western  meat  and  sunlit  trees  .                           close  ;   but  not  kind  .   all  cats  have  claws  ,   and  it  was  those  that  dug  into  jacob’s  shirt  ,   drew  him  close  as  he  straddled  him  on  the  ground          snarling  ,   for  tigers  do  not  ROAR  but  do  they  spit  ,   flashing  teeth  and  promising  pain  .   it  was  with  his  knife  to  jacob’s  throat  that  his  back  was  on  the  floor  -  he  could  see  it  ,   the  quiet  ,   seeking  line  of  blood  ,   and  how  vaas  roared  .

    how  they  fought  ;   like  a  natural  disaster            full  of  fire  &  ice  .                           roared  ,   and  weight  pressed  beneath  the  jaws  of  the  wolf  ,   did  he  lunge  ,   and  if  jacob  did  not  taste  like  victory  ;   like  blood  and  smoke  and  gunpowder  .   if  it  wasn’t  right  and  full  vaas’  chest  with  a  thudding  drum  at  the  taste  of  bit  lips  ,   surprised  snarl  .   if  it  wasn’t  VICTORY  ,   to  be  in  the  wolf’s  jaws  and  slit  his  belly  from  beneath  him  -  even  as  grip  on  knife  grew  weak  from  struggle  .   BUT  ALAS  ;   would  vaas  pull  away  ,   smiling  ,   blood  -  mouthed  ,   and  pride  in  his  eyes  ;

                                                 `               Fucking try me, hermano. ”

[peacefulapostle--a]

me and @wcrdog in a constant state of hurting each other when all we ever talk about is wanting brother bonding. 

[vaaswashere]

     ding ding motherfuckers!  taking all bets,  fight of the century:  jacob the only one who’s not pissing his pants seed  vs  vaas i eat nails for breakfast montenegro,

[iscariotsdeputy]

@wcrdog replied to your post: rude?

@gcdsaved: @wcrdog what'd we do to staci this is coming out of nowhere

    John, if you get in a 40 foot radius of me, the next thing coming out of nowhere is my fist and it’s directed to breaking your nose. How about I add another scar on that face of yours?