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[themadvigilantist]

"Of course I am, I love you. I'm never gonna stop being curious about you, you know that. And if you don't know that by now, I might need to update my diary."

A reassurance. V liked his attention, having it and giving it. As well as whatever this was. Years later, still can't find a proper label for it. She liked being his apprentice - despite being overqualified to be an apprentice - and more importantly, she didn't have a lot of living fellow Scottish allies nowadays.

Well, that wasn't related to her.

"Why haven't you popped the question to Matthieu? I'll do it if you don't want to."

”i was just curious is all…” {v says hi!}

@themadvigilantist

"Yeh are always curious 'bout me," Brendan replied, his tone somewhat cross even as the corner of his mouth lifted into a faint smirk. Were V someone other than his beloved apprentice, he might have killed her for daring to question him at all. Luckily for them both he wasn't annoyed by her curiosity. The Scottish bastard didn't want to admit it, but he'd genuinely miss her if she ever forced him to kill her over something like that. He did so enjoy the attention she gave him.. among other things.

"Now, tell me again. What is it tha' yeh want tae know this time?"

[trust-my-glorious-purpose]

Once Brendan had left for work, Matthieu slipped back into bed next to Loki and cuddled him close. "Mon bébé," he cooed gently with a kiss to his shoulder. "I know it is early still, but I do need you to wake now. Please?"

Loki was glad the room was still dim, it made it easier to open his eyes as he was greeted so sweetly. Yet, the warmth from Matthieu’s body made him want to continue lazing about in bed. He groaned softly as he stretched, a quick glance at the clock showed it was still quite early, around 5 or 6. “You’re terribly cruel for waking me so early, I expect adequate repayment for being disturbed.” He spoke in a sleep-rough voice, only a hint of a petulant pout. “I’d like to hear your reason for waking me as well as for you to continue lavishing me with your attentions.” He relished in the feeling of Matthieu’s warm, soft hands on his body and the comfortable weight of the older man draped around him.

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[thxta-a]

"Can I keep you?"

⌠ ♚ —  @brendan-block ⌡

"Only if you move into the TARDIS and stay there. You know how antsy I get staying in one place for too long. Speaking of moving in, why haven't you yet?”

[themadvigilantist]

@brendan-block

its 2024, 3 more years... he'll be free

just a thought…

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[theagentturnedwanderer-archive]

@brendan-block continued from here

It had taken her three hours to prepare for this one night. After the dress had shown up hanging on her closet door this morning. Not knowing exactly what he had planned for her. Walking in the door of the party, she had nearly walked right back out with the hope that no one had noticed her yet. It wasn't possible to ignore how much she would stand out in the crowd of others in neutral colors.

Not wanting to disappoint him, she had smiled and been talking to any one that came up to her for the last hour. Shoving back the snippy words as some of their eyes never seemed to meet hers. Her months of working at the restaurant she knew how to keep the men happy and tell them exactly what they wanted to hear before moving on and leaving them charmed.

Now faking a laugh with a man that seemed her age. Claire watched as his next joke died on his lips and his eyes trailed up and to her left at the same moment she felt the hand slide around her.

"Give me just a moment," she said to the man whose name she couldn't remember anymore.

Following Brendan's lead, she leaned a bit closer so no one would over hear. "Did I do something wrong?"

[iknxwtherisks]

"It's because I fucking love you!"

Send “It’s because I fucking love you!” for my character’s reaction@brendan-block 

Benji’s body was trembling with the anger he was feeling in that moment, and when the response to his questioning came, he wasn’t sure if it made him feel better or worse. 

“So you lied to me because you love me?” he asked, turning to face Brendan with pain and fury in his eyes. “I thought we were past this, Brendan. I thought we were beyond the lies, we promised to be honest with each other. I’ve been completely honest with you since the day I told you who I really was. But you’re still lying.”

[thebadtimewolf]

The Greek Godly Parent Quiz

Chosen: The Vigilante

Your godly parent is Apollo,  god of music, arts, poetry, archery, prophecy, truth, medicine, plagues and order.

As a child of Apollo, you may exhibit one or more talents associated with the sun god. Children of Apollo are extremely talented and many know it, which can vary from charismatic confidence to narcissistic arrogance. You are open-minded, easygoing, empathetic yet logical. You have a skill in music, art, drama or language and being the child of the god of prophecies, you are sometimes very intuitive about the future. Yet, you focus more on the journey rather than the destination. You're kind, helpful and show extreme protection towards 1-2 people in your life you can't live without. When you're angered, you tend to make reckless but powerful decisions, and can make a complete U-turn in personality. You have no patience for betrayal or bullying, and can become very righteous in exacting revenge, resulting in devastation that was more than you planned for in hindsight. Despite your playful and shallow exterior, you probably spend a lot of time being very observant and perceptive about the world around you, and you show that in your daily activities.

Qualities Harmony, order, reason, creativity, restraint, curiosity, arrogance, narcissism, observant

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[byondtheveil]

Brendan plopped down beside Rei on the couch in her living room and stretched out his long legs with a heavy sigh. "I'm bored," he whined. "D'yeh want tae come with me tae the videogame shop downtown? I've been wantin' tae pick up some new stuff for my Switch."

Rei had been reading a book on the couch when Brendan flopped down, being his usual cat-like self. "Sure!" not like she had any big plans for the day. "Hey what's a ghosts favorite fruit?"

[theeldritchmortician]

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Gamma stared at his husband with his new eyes, silently breathing softly as he let the man study his new features. "I awoke, my body did not. Old age, died peacefully in my sleep," he finally breathed after Brendan spoke, pulling a cigarette case from his blazer pocket and lighting one before handing the burnished bronze case to the other, along with the lighter. It had happened after Brendan had already begun his day and was out and about, probably thought Gamma had been blissfully asleep. "Though, admittedly, it is one of the least painful or violent ways I've gone. Safe in my own bed, next to the love of my life. At peace. It was...nice." His expression was like his tone, gentle, soft, but stoic. No smile was on his lips, though a quiet, utter joy could easily be seen in his obsidian black eyes and in the way he looked at his husband as he laid a roughened hand over Brendan's anxiously clasped ones on the table between them.

@theeldritchmortician

Brendan was seated directly across from Gamma, silently staring at him with an intense look of concentration. He was taking in the features of his face--his new face. It certainly wasn't one that the Scotsman had seen before, which was why he'd spent the better part of an hour just.. studying him. Yet even now he was unsure whether or not to be concerned. Usually if his husband showed up with a different face it meant that something bad had happened to him. However, there was the occasional occurrence where it was an entirely different version of Gamma that walked through his door. Was this one from another universe or timeline? Brendan wasn't sure and didn't exactly want to ask either--not for any stubborn reasons, really; he simply didn't want to look like a fool if it turned out that he had just.. forgot that Gamma had changed. After what seemed like an eternity, Brendan finally bit the bullet and let out an aggravated sigh.

"Alright.. Are yeh gonna tell me what the fuck happened tae your fuckin' face, or yeh gonna continue tae let me fuckin' stew?"

[themadvigilantist]

@brendan-block i told you in tags what i was gonna do

original | colorize generator

Adventures in Colorisation pt. ???

[trust-my-glorious-purpose]

"Why are you bleeding? What happened?" (from Matthieu)

Loki’s hand was shaking ever so slightly, he had grabbed a towel to try and staunch the flow of blood but the damp towel was already staining a bright scarlet. “It was just an accident, I was cutting something for dinner and I accidentally slipped. You know how I like to keep the knives sharp.” He added the last bit as a joke but winced in pain as he pressed too hard on the cut. “I think it went a little too deep. I wasn’t able to get a good look at it, I panicked.” He admitted, hesitantly going for the towel’s edge, not sure if he should show it to Matthieu or keep pressure on it.

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[thxta-a]

“Can I just give you another hickey?”  /  @brendan-block

Brendan eyed his double with an amused smile. “Yeh want tae give me another hickey?” he repeated with a scoff. “Sounds tae me like yeh want tae make doubly sure everyone knows who I belong tae. Why is tha’, I wonder?” He chuckled lowly. “Who are yeh jealous of?”

"No, I'm not jealous of nobody, at least not yet. Why, should I be jealous of someone? You better not be seeing anyone else, you know I would keep you locked away in the TARDIS if I had to." Theta warned with raised brows, moving in closer and grabbing Brendan's hips. "I just love how pretty they look on you, and yes, I do want everyone to know you're mine. Is that so bad?"

[brokenthimbles]

a caged bird

@brendan-block (Cont’d X)

The corners of Brendan’s lips twitched at her reply and then curled upwards into an amused little smile. "Are yeh upset with me, Wendy?“ he asked, his tone irritatingly mocking as he slowly circled around to the foot of her bed. There he stopped and climbed back up and on top of her, this time pinning her down by straddling her lower legs.

"The drugs were a cheap tactic, I know,” he continued, still with that tone of his, “But yeh simply left me no choice! If I had grabbed yeh at the front door like I originally wanted, yeh would ave screamed and put up a fight and made everythin’ so fuckin’ difficult. I couldn’t let yeh do tha’ and make a mess of our reunion! It would ave been so rude o’ yeh and then I would ave had no choice but tae punish yeh, so really this worked out best for both of us! In fact..” He settled his hands firmly upon her knees and leaned in like he meant to take her mouth again. “In fact, I think yeh should thank me, Wendy. For bein’ so kind and thoughtful. I want t’ hear yeh say it..”

Wendy could feel her skin crawl as he slowly climbed a top of her again. It was prey being toyed with by a predator. He didn’t just drug her...... he was telling her the different tactics he could have used. Her heart rate elevating to the point where even breathing became a difficult task. It was only then she’d realized he’d been in her home waiting for her. He didn’t come in as she did, he had been laying in wait. 

Her hands flying to his shoulders as he came perilously close to claiming her lips, and the very fact of the situation made Wendy realize this was a fight for survival.  

yeh should thank me..... 

She could feel the bile rise in her throat, as hot tears of fear formed in the corner of her eyes. She wasn’t so sure she could bring herself to say it. 

[theagentturnedwanderer-archive]

# cellphone meme

send me “#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses including:

@brendan-block

                            - what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone: BB

                            - what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

                        - what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone King of Anything - Sara Bareillis

                            - my muse’s last text to your muse: “Alright fine. Give me a time to be ready. You begging is new. i think I may like it.”

[theeldritchmortician]

OPEN STARTER: DORI FENN

Dori was really getting into eir current session of Just Dance, finally getting top rating to the song Applause. Ey were so into it that ey didn’t even notice someone had been standing there watching em dance. When the song ended, ey stood up but a little hunched over and breathing heavily, a thin sheen of perspiration over eir skin and soaking into eir shirt and hair. Once Dori had caught eir breath, ey turned towards the door to eir room, and were caught by complete surprise by the figure in the doorway. So much so, ey’d jumped and let out a sharp gasp, “Jus’ how long’ve ya been watching me?! Well, this is a lil embarrassing…”

[theultimatebratlestat]

"Marry me, you say? Brendan, ma pêche, cœur de mon cœur, je pensais que tu ne demanderais jamais… Viens ici, très chère. Viens au cercueil."

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