❝ they're fucking dead . ❞

             @bloodybcrbie // inbox prompts.

             It was meant to be a night out, a chance for the two of them to have something that finally resembled that of a date. How many nights they spent at the trailer park together, and how he knew they were far more than just friends- but this was meant to be something special. A few drinks out, with plans to take her home, what he didn’t expect was the way jealousy would rear its head, the moment other men would step into the picture. In truth it was something he should have expected, almost inevitable to happen, given her looks and figure. Perched at the corner of the bar, no matter how close he sat, the way a hand would move to her thigh, there was always someone who was too drunk, too stupid to try and cut between them anyway. He’d warned them once- but it seemed threats were never enough.

             The taste of copper still lingered in his mouth, mingling with the remnants of whiskey from his last shot. Blood was still fresh, drying on his skin, and drenched his clothes to a color so dark it was that of a black ichor in the darkness of the night. What was his and theirs he could not say, all he knew was he did what he had to in order to teach them a lesson. What he didn’t want to explain was the way he managed to stuff them both into the trunk of her car. How he sat, perched atop it after, caught in the act of wiping his face when he’d hear her voice ring out. ‘They’re fucking dead.'

             Gaze flickered up from the mess on his hands, a short, hard sniff of the lingering taste of a bloody nose would fill the silence as he’d slide off the back of the car. Handprints were evident, stamped all over the back where the trunk would latch, having used the weight and heft of the metal frame to help cave their skulls in and finish them off. They deserved it, after all, following him out when he’d step out for a smoke. Threatening him was one thing, but so much as mentioning Tiff was enough to send him over the edge. Two versus one, and still they didn’t stand a chance, too drunk to put up much of a fight- at least he was able to enjoy himself, walking away with only a few bruises in comparison to them. 

             He'd clean this mess later, once they were home, but now he had to deal with the wrath of his girl. Eyes fixated on her as the sound of her heels were quick to close the space between them. Even when she was fuming, she was beautiful, even as she’d point a well painted finger at his chest, how he couldn’t help but smile- like murder was hardly more than a game in his eyes.

             “Well darlin’ that’s what tends to happen when things don’t exactly go to plan.” A hand would raise to take hold of hers, in a way, to comfort her, but in a way to also keep her close, should she try to push him away.  “All they had to do was mind their business and keep their hands off you- but they couldn’t even do that now, could they?” His head would tilt then, his eyes darker than usual with the dimly lit alley they’d found themselves parked within. He’d lean in, closing the space between them slowly, the tension between them tangible, as his voice fell into hardly more than a whisper. “No one lays a hand on you but me- and if I gotta kill someone to let them know- well, guess they gotta learn the hard way now, don't they?” 

@fangier   ..   [ ᶜᵒˢᵐᵒ ] inquired  :  cosmo is just going to hold out his hand – wiggling his fingers. he wants mello to hold his hand, of course. ♡ [ unprompted. ]

he was growing bored, but they'd committed to the movie. even if the voice of the woman screeching hurt his head. breaking into confides of his mind. ( a glance : smile soft on his face. ) cosmo seemed to enjoy it. eyes fixated on cheesy gore. laugh like bells. he hums in thought. not meaning to gain the other's attention. cheeks flush still it was infantile how his body reacted. even to the smallest amount of attentions. “ sorry i'm just hungry. you want something? ”

he glances over his shoulder as the other ponders. but feet seem to finish the vampire's debate. the tv turns into background noise , suppose popcorn went with movies did they not? hands fiddle. loosing himself within the mundane activity. searching for the seam before gradually tearing it off. slow hushed sounds of a tear rings through the space of the other's kitchen.

a clearing of a throat takes his attention. allegedly one of them were still infatuated with the screen. a hand is out stretched to him. smile untenses his shoulders as he takes the hand. a tiny gasp. not fully prepared to be pressed close so soon. swaying movements as he chuckles. there is hardly a rhythm to their movements. just feet taking turns leading their tiny waltz throughout the kitchen.

digits tightening. they'd never seemed so real. two people truly existing whether for eachother or someonthing else. there was a magnetic pull the other had within him. as silly as that sounded. the song coming from the entertainment center had longed stopped yet his grin only grew as they'd continued. quickening only slightly to turn the waltz into a skip. a pause. then he's spun. only slightly dizzy as the room stills. laughter erupting all the way until his ears produced tears.

i forgor

Originally drew this for 2/2 but yknow

RLGL AU thingy

Getting ready for the day

I read the first book of rangers apprentice and I’m hooked so I had to meme while I’m waiting for the next books to arrive✨✨

costa del sol date 🏖

practicing their faces literally just so I can smush those faces together like Barbie dolls <3

House MD revival 2K23 how we feelin

230726 | Samsung Galaxy Unpacked

I may have gotten too immersed... uh!! fuck it, SDV AU Swanno.

Portrait sprite made here (with minor edits)

Married to Morris because apparently these two share the same struggles :'] Still against his plans of taking over with Joja, but at least Morris got some sense knocked into him at the end <3

Finds Mr. Qi immensely peculiar but also comforting in a way, like a weird ass friend. (has some fourth wall-breaking angst potential shhh)

Close friends with Harvey since Swanno often passes out from all the work and end up in his clinic (amongst other "infliction"), but also genuinely enjoys listening to him talk about airplanes.

Close friends with Shane, despite the rough start. Understands his struggles on a VERY personal level - like looking at a mirror.

Sorry Haley, as much as Swanno did not want to hate anyone, he just can't really get along with you

yeagh <3

snapshot

Merry Christmas 💖 A little gift for @vince-linder featuring their baby boy Vince <3

I still have another gift to do but I didn't wanna miss out on a Christmas post <3 Merry Christmas Everyone!

pocketz in uniform

And never let you go ♥

Bonus without the overspill lighting:

Baldur's Gate ɪɪɪ ⨳ Virgil Clarembaut (she/they)

▹ half-orc ⌁ monk ⌁ the haunted one

Ok but like. Can you imagine Skk’s play facade dropping after chuuya shooting dazai? When fyodor wasn’t looking anymore? Can you just IMAGINE the moment they have to stop pretending and dazai is like “OH MY FUCKING GOD WHAT WAS THAT SCREECH” and chuuya is like “WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH Y O U R CORNY ASS SPEECHES” and then bursting out laughing. Also like most of the things they did while faking the entire thing were probably inside jokes from their years together. And just. Yes.