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'Bite the hand that feeds.'

[the-apology-girl]

[rpmemegraveyard]

𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓  𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆   .  .  .  ( ice  breaker  )

✧     ›    Send  "Looks  like  we're  stuck  together."  for  a  sudden  situation  forces  our  muses  into  close  quarters.  A  great  way  to  break  the  ice  with  mutuals  you'd  like  to  write  with  but  are  nervous  to  approach!

[itszaja]

erika linder — 1990, white (swedish)

galerie (liens raccourcis)

[vershina]

@losinmortalesperdidos That was true, Tuunbaq loved to be seen and witnessed, and worshiped, and he saw nothing wrong in this. Looks filled with adoration or respect, or fear caressed his skin like rays of sunshine. He was born to terrify and bring people to their knees, to take what he wanted from their hands, or to tear it out along with their arms. For many centuries he had been a god and a nightmare for many, and after he had gotten free from his prison he decided to keep and develop this standing. He used his power, his looks, and his intelligence to build a worldwide net and his small but very influential empire and bask in their terror and their awe. His guest on the other hand preferred to stay in the shadows, yet she certainly made him notice her. The room was emptied, and his security stayed outside to make sure that no one was going to interrupt the two. Now, when there was no hum of the crowd, every sound echoed from the walls and the high ceiling. “I was told, you want to make business with me but I wasn’t explained what kind of business. I work in various fields, what is yours?“

The little beast uncoiled at the retreat of the King's army, it was a ghost of movement, a millimeter of muscle along the neckline receding, jawline softening. One might say preparations for the dance to end badly, the snake circles the mongoose.

"Unnecessary."

The oddly answered happenings of the other seemed synonymous with its nature: cold and clinical. No extra words or pleasantries, just forward responses. One might find this nature wholly off-putting, but in the black depths of the predator, a spark ignited. Tar began to smolder gold, bringing an awakened depth to a gaze that once stared through him, finally finding contact against his own. Focused. Calculating. Hungry.

It was a glimpse into the mechanism that ensured its survival for a better part of a century. Yet, it had presented itself to him with few other options. Anonymity meant keeping one's claws clean of the gristle and gore.

"Need the capture and delivery of a certain man."

[achiveofmemes]

The person I reblogged this from deserves all the good things.

[vershina]

Aiden and Noise.

Aiden and using the noise to disconcern and disorient people. Aiden using noise to mimic and lure. Aiden using noise to understand the world. Aiden USING NOISE to express emotions. AIDEN AND NOISE!

╲⎝⧹ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ⎠╱

[vershina]

Also, Someone finally understanding a sound that Aiden makes and catching the little beast offguard. Someone mimicing back at Aiden. Someone understanding Aiden.

(˵ ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°˵)ﾉ⌒♡*:・。.

[vershina]

I mean imagine it right. Ya never have really had anyone and everyone you were ever close to are dead and didn't understand you in the first place and ya were fucked up to begine with SO LIKE... you give off a call and something answers back. It's like that docu about the blue whale who had a frequency higher than all the other whales. EXCEPT IT'S BEEN LIKE seventy something YEARS FOR AIDEN.

ᕙ(·ಥ╭͜ʖ╮ಥ·) ﾟ.*・｡ﾟ

[vershina]

Aiden and Noise.

Aiden and using the noise to disconcern and disorient people. Aiden using noise to mimic and lure. Aiden using noise to understand the world. Aiden USING NOISE to express emotions. AIDEN AND NOISE!

╲⎝⧹ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ⎠╱

[vershina]

Also, Someone finally understanding a sound that Aiden makes and catching the little beast offguard. Someone mimicing back at Aiden. Someone understanding Aiden.

(˵ ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°˵)ﾉ⌒♡*:・。.

[vershina]

Aiden and Noise.

Aiden and using the noise to disconcern and disorient people. Aiden using noise to mimic and lure. Aiden using noise to understand the world. Aiden USING NOISE to express emotions. AIDEN AND NOISE!

╲⎝⧹ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ⎠╱

[memesomething]

Send me “🌺” + a plot idea you’ve been wanting to write which you think might fit our muses. no rules, just the first thing that comes to mind!

[sovietpostcards]

Children play in the melting snow (1950s)

[shehertheysay]

This cute guy and sexy babe? They’re both the same person: Erika Linder

Can you believe it? 

[coffeebirbsdarkacademia]

“I’m a master of speaking silently- all my life I’ve spoken silently and I’ve lived through entire tragedies in silence”

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, “The Meek One” 

[traumatizeddfox]

[losinmortalesperdidos]

vershina​:

“Business, Mr. Glacier.“

What else would bring the other here?  If violence and lust for blood did not pique the small beast’s interest then the driving force of equity answered.   This childish show had all, but destroyed that intention, such recklessness was cause for reconsideration of the very presence before him.  Too much fuss paved way for untoward dealings, and unneccessary attention from his lessers solidified his sloppiness. His very actions gave himself away.

Yet, with all the kings men and all the kings horses, it was the King himself who was the first to charge. It was the only part that the other found commendable, if not curious.

“Was invited.”

Business. Was invited. He smelled no lie in these words. So that’s what this was about. She was that mysterious person who wanted to do business with him, demanded a meeting but gave no clue about herself. No matter how deep he dug trying to find a shred of information, there was nothing, there wasn’t even a name. As much as it was annoying, it also caused some sort of respect. However, he had been biased and didn’t expect to see… no, not a woman, but a creature. And though she wasn’t completely inhuman, she still was more similar to him than to all the people around them.

“Well,“ he smiled again, but this time there was no trace of threat neither in his tone nor in his stare, “You certainly have a talent for an effect of surprise. I was waiting for you, but later.“ He looked at his watch. It was still too early to close the gym, but since she was already there and apparently not interested in the show… He beckoned one of his men and ordered softly, “Clean the room.“ Then he looked back at his guest, “Considering the lever of secrecy you put around yourself, I guess you’ll appreciate the privacy.“

[vershina]

One might find the switch in demeanor to be jarring, the ire dissipating at the friendly quirk of a lip or shift in posture, to the other the whiplash of action was duly noted.  It was manipulative and self-serving, but that was to be expected of a man of his standing.  Though,   it was not necessarily capital he favored, but its outcome: Worship and adoration.  The drive of narcissistic greed wafted from his shoulders with every act.  WITNESS ME.

It itself had never seen the need for such.  Monetary gain had been a means to an end to safeguard its vested interest: Autonomy.  Decades of bloodshed and forethought to live a life unhindered by the vestiges of greedy men were threatened by the interest of the same personage.  It only made sense to ally itself with another that was similar, but not.  One whose interests did not concern human means.

“A new circumstance upped the timeline.  Subtly is appreciated.”

[crossfit-babes]

More at Crossfit-Babes.tumblr.com

[memeasaurus-promptus]

Send ✏ and I will draw your muse to the best of my abilities!

Send ✂ and I will draw my muse instead! 

Please specify which muse when applicable.

[vershina]

Facts: Aiden been loved and has loved in return. Well, the closest approximation which is pretty intense.