#hyperionhero

[stingslikeabee]

Is it love if you break, bend and bruise but still cannot let it go – a playlist for those who don't know to live without their hands around each other's throat featuring Melissa (@stingslikeabee) and Handsome Jack (@hyperionhero)

Fiona Apple - Fast As You Can / Hozier - Too Sweet / Taylor Swift - My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys / Depeche Mode - Personal Jesus / Garbage - I Think I'm Paranoid / Joan Jett & the Blackhearts - I Hate Myself for Loving You / Imagine Dragon - Gods Don't Pray / Halestorm - I Come First / MOTHICA (feat. Sophie Powers) - Sirens / Royal & the Serpent - Love Abuser (Save Me)

[screamqueened]

patience has never been jack's strong suit. it didn't take long for jordan to figure that out; she figured that he was a person so used to getting everything he wanted exactly when he wanted. maybe that was the appeal she had; where everyone else was quick to bow to jack's demands, jordan stood firm. dared to push back where it counted. wasn't quick to fold — for the most part. she's only human, after all, and as infuriating as he was, he could also be incredibly persuasive.

case in point: she's in his office, or rather, his office chair. legs straddle either side of his hips, her hands are in his hair as they take turns kissing each other hard and hot and breathless. the briefcase she had brought in at his request — left behind at her place the last time he stopped by, presumably containing important company documents — all but forgotten. part of her wonders if it was intentional, a ploy all along to get her to walk into his cleverly poised trap. she's a willing captive; his mouth moves to her jaw, then her neck, his hands greedily exploring under her shirt only to discard it moments later. it lands somewhere in the corner — on a plant, she thinks — and then he's back to work kissing at every bit of exposed skin he can reach. she's so close to losing herself in it, except —

' you know one of your subordinates could barge in here at any moment. '

the door isn't locked; she knows it, he knows it. but it's apparent he doesn't care. if the way @hyperionhero grabs her hips and pulls her in closer isn't enough of an indication of how little concern he finds this, his next words are.

❛ i don't care if someone sees us. i need you, now.

she can feel just how much he needs her. a moan slips out of her, breathy and needy as his teeth rake over her collarbone and his mouth moves to press kisses against her chest. she needs him just as much, he's made sure of that. she knows she'll give herself over to him just as she has so many time before this. she gains enough composure to articulate her next words in a mostly even cadence.

' if I didn't know any better — ' and she knows she does. the statement hangs in the air for the brief moments it takes her hand to leave its place in his hair, slide down his chest and start rubbing him through his pants. ' I'd swear you want someone to catch us like this. '

[hisprettylady]

The face one makes when your enemy shows up. "What do you want? "

@hyperionhero

[crookedredemption]

     pure ecstacy ran through her veins as she lavished the taste of blood upon her lips. the dark urge sat crotched over a fresh corpse, her clothes and skin were stained with warm crimson liquid. sylmae struggled to find the right words to say when the hyperion ceo returned to his office with a cup of coffee. she stood from her spot and wiped the blood from her lips with the back of her hand.

“what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ?” - @hyperionhero

     as she glanced back to her victim, her lips tugged into a smirk. not even a psycho can replicate her artwork. her victim was jack's assistant. the poor girl worked for hyperion for two weeks before she met her end. her chest captivity was torn apart with the slayer's claws. their guts littered the floor and her heart was missing from her body.

     "she annoyed me." sylmae admitted with a dazed expression. she backed up to jack's desk, her hands extended backwards to balance herself. her mind began to steady itself, now that the urge has been sated. she felt no remorse for the poor girl or jack who had to witness it.

"whoops."

[ncvabcrn]

@hyperionhero : "he's only mostly dead.”

"...right, because that's somehow better than being dead-dead."

[survivall]

the quarry, co-starring @hyperionhero as handsome jack: “you’re not a little bit curious?”

' I don't need to drink bleach to know it's a bad idea. ' the remark is delivered with a sly smile, proverbial sharpness of her tongue all but dulled by the saccharine sweetness she's projecting out. I don't pay you to get smart with the customers, riley. bartending may not be the greatest gig in the world but it pays the bills, and that's more than she can ask for at the moment. she counts to five in her head as she pulls out a fresh glass, drops in the bar's signature branded ice ball and pours their top-shelf bourbon, as requested, over the top. knowing he has the money to cover a twenty dollar drink certainly makes the sweet-talking side of her job easier. ' but I'll give you a chance to sell me on it. go ahead. '

[raptureson]

#RAPTURESON.             an  indie,  private,  and  selective�� blog  for  𝗝𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝖱𝖸𝖠𝖭 𝗪𝗬𝗡𝗔𝗡𝗗  from  the  bioshock  franchise.  penned  by  grace.  extremely low-activity.  strictly  18+. established april 2024. 

[griefknown]

send 🌵 and i'll recommend a canon rp blog

i'm going to cheat and recommend a bunch bc it's unfair to expect me to pick just one!

@witchwrld, @sonofmikael, @griefoverkill, @predatorymaniac, @hyperionhero, @scott94, @alwaysthesitter, @ncmither, @popularmxnster, @firststab, @salvatoraes, @moonyrising, @gamblingluck, @webdget, @seesgood, @kennergy, @blondenaivety, and i'm sure there's so many more i've missed but i love all of you, and thank you for making coming back here feel special!

[stingslikeabee]

@hyperionhero

[crookedredemption]

❝  oh,  i’m going to enjoy making my first impression with you.  how am i doing so far?      ❞ - @hyperionhero

     the voice that streamed through the speaker was unlike the trembling voices of the terrified hyperion scientists. the brunette pushed herself off the ground of her enclosure. the building was large enough to hold her and the ginormous slayer. her long hair, silky to the touch, fell over her shoulder as she turned to look at man standing behind the glass. the stranger didn't act like those weak morsels for a single second and it instantly peaked the bhaal spawn's interest.

     laid across the ground of her cell were the corpses of three freshly slain hyperion employees and their guns. with a small kick of her foot, she shooed the gun out of her way. the dark urge stopped before him, silently wishing that the glass that separated them didn't exist. she wanted to gnaw on his flesh for trapping her and use his skull as a holder for her makeup brushes. surely, he can't be that important.

     she needed to escape first.

     "first impressions. hmmm-" she hummed out, her finger tapped against her plump bottom lip.

     "you gave me a fine three course meal. but, your hospitality is lacking. didn't your mother ever tell you that locking up girls without their say so is rude?" sylmae took a good shameless look at him. crimson eyes scanned over his skin, spotting the the tattoo over his wrist and technology sported on the other. "this is the part where you introduce yourself to me, handsome."

[ncvabcrn]

@hyperionhero : "you're not a very convincing liar.”

"okay, y'got me. i'm not from here."

"but would you have believed me if i said that i was actually from a different dimension?"

[survivall]

RP TIERLIST !

tagged by: no one, I stole it tagging: @yllowpages, @quinfamy, @hyperionhero, @luminour, @americanedpsycho, @embodies, @popstr, and you!

[ncvabcrn]

@hyperionhero : "knowledge is power.”

"depends on who gets their hands on said knowledge."

"i can't exactly say i'd be willing to give you what i know, unless you'll be generous enough to be honest with me, & state your intentions?" they're not getting very good vibes from this guy, could you really blame them for being hesitant?

[stingslikeabee]

@hyperionhero

[sherots-a]

@hyperionhero​​  /  ♥︎’d.

❛ Do ya ever smile,Jack ? Why're ya called handsome Jack if nobody sees those pearly whites ? ❜Oh,she’s just asking for it. She’s asking for a roast from this guy,and the shit eating grin says it all,all the while a cigarette dangles between pouty,full plump lips. She isn’t taking the remark back as she inhales and exhales through her nose,observing him - waiting for a reaction she isn’t sure she’ll get. He’s a tough crowd,but she’ll bite.  

 ❛  I mean,you got a nice face,obviously. But I’ve never seen you smile. Not once. What’s the deal with that,man ? ❜

[screamformemore]

@hyperionhero​

There were so many things he wanted to say when it came to this moment. So many aweful, vile things. So many things he wanted to do to this man. But he couldn’t. At least, not yet. The whole reason he’d came to this shithole planet certainly had nothing to do with wanting. That miserable corporate ape, J a c k, had him by the balls. In a single call, he’d locked the collar firmly around his neck. He knew. 

“I see why they call you ‘Handsome’.” .Not really. Not at all. All he saw was a hideous fucking rat. But that wasn't the point of it, was it? “So should I kiss your hand or will you kiss mine?~”