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sinday headcanon: césar keeps the cowboy hat on but , depending on the position , he might find it in his heart to lend it to his partner .

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Brad Pitt as Tyler Durden Fight Club (1999) dir. David Fincher

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is that the best way to work on something like this ? / from raynne

it's hard not to roll his eyes into the back of his skull ( do it , she can't see it through the back of your head , roll them 'til you can feel your corneas stretch ) ; is it the best way , she asks ── no , probably not . none of the paths césar ever chooses are GOOD or APPROPRIATE or LEGAL , but it is the best way to certify that neither of them have to suffer through handcuff bruises .

when laces turns around to face her , he bites the air , like a cornered dog would ( takes one to know one ) . " hey , sweetheart , it's really hard to bind a lawman down with you constantly stressin' out in my ear ! " césar pointed out while crouched over an unconscious policeman . meters of black tape had already been used around the poor guy's wrists and , judging by the bright pink shade covering all of his chubby fingers , it must have been cutting off the circulation .

césar's snarl is short-lived though ; the sight of raynne reminded him of why he was doing this ( a lie he's told himself to feel a bit more galant , laces assaulted an officer because he did not want to go to jail , not to protect some fair maiden ) . even though he had knocked the cop out and dragged him back into a broom closet , THAT DID NOT MAKE HIM A BAD GUY . césar was trying to do something good , you know , for both of them ! the hunter eventually sighed , hanging his head in shame from snapping at raynne .

" hand me over that hammer , will ya ? "

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the hunter squinted at the man ( nay , the monster ! ) before him . and though he displayed a clenched jaw and one accusatory index , it was hard for césar to feel intimidating . right now , all he felt like was someone who had been caught with his pants down at the worst possible time . " you bet your ass that's a threat ── " laces drawled through gritted teeth . his index was aimed at armand's face but the background music playing at the " THE MOUCHE " bar offered him no support ; it was infested with memories of times passed with the man ( the bloodsucker , the leech , the fancy haircut having chicken-shit ! ) , riddled with dense and sweet scents only summer nights could bring .

" you been spinnin' a dishonest web of lies with your deceitful lil' ── spinneret . but this fly caught on to your bullshittin' , buddy . " césar's expression darkened ; for a second , the big man looked genuinely upset . " all this time , all of them talks ── bet you can't even speak french . "

@deadtwice said : now i know what you are .

armand ought to have at least appeared shocked for cèsar's sake.. that poor, damned fool ! but he doesn't. the vampire only looks much of the same, as he did five minutes ago before this grand declaration .. this, confrontation of sorts. oh, but it always goes this way. that's why it was best to steer clear from all mortals in any sentimental way ( shouldn't he have learned by now .. ) only to feed, and only the undeserving, those who did not benefit society, undesirables who wished for death every night and those who started death early in a maze of the bottle. he ran his tongue over his teeth, starving.

" is that a threat .. ? " he traced his finger around the rim of his glass. " I do hope it's a threat.. "

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Sweetwater County, Wyoming, 2016

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“Your burning need to resurrect yourself,”

— Virginia Adair, from Living on Fire: A Collection of Poems; “The Sun God,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

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❛   gun .   wield  a  gun  at  my  muse .

" hey , come on , now , no need for all of that . " laces said as he lifted both arms up . he had managed to sound defeated rather than scared for his life ( he still had two other quarters of soul to spare ) . the mud's safe sat still right in front of the crouched man , though its' lock had acquired brand new scratches all over it . CÉSAR WAS UP TO NO GOOD but the squeaking of his leather pants made it clear this wasn't the hunter's most strategic heist ; wasn't the first time he had had a gun pointed at him either ! heck , at this point , césar saw being shot at as a necessary rite of passage for all of his most valued relationships . and amy hadn't fired ( yet ) ── she must've really liked him .

laces pointed with one gloved hand at the safe he hadn't managed to break into , feigning his best puppy eyed look ( he even fluttered his lashes and everything ) ; instead césar looked like he was struggling not to sneeze . " was just checkin' the locks , that's all . makin' sure my future place of employment is secured . " when the gun was not lowered , césar got serious ── he did not rise from his crouched position , but he did bend one knee while gazing up at amy , his sharp eyes staring deep into her unblinking ones , searching for any ounce of empathy from the woman in a gesture that seemed to suggest absolute devotion .

" would i lie to you ? " laces asked while holding an obnoxiously large lock pick set .

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negative self talk "im going to die here" vs positive self talk "im going to start killing"

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𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽 001 : 𝚂𝚃𝚈𝙻𝙴 / 𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚂

Anyone who comes in contact with César might feel compelled to judge the book by its' cover . This might be one of the few occasions where they'd be wise to do so ; as mentioned on his carrd [ img. ¹ ] , Laces' general look is bound to leave an impression and , generally , the first impression is not very good . Many of his clothes are in poor shape ( stained , ripped , shrunk , worn-out ... ) and , those which aren't , seem to have never met an ironing board in their lifetime . This allied with the fact that César does not appear to care or , at the very least , try to have a "curated" wardrobe , make him look like a man who's not very "well put together" . You might see him express a preference for certain materials ( denim/leather ) and become attached to certain accessories ( cowboy hats/boots ) but it's hard to understand what or who César wants other people to think he is .

[ img. ¹  excerpt on césar "laces" stoker's carrd ]

He prefers to dive into cardboard boxes in garage sales and acquire whichever item of clothing he's running short on or , occasionally , snatch things from distracted laundromat attendees' baskets without really checking for his size or morality . The only things César truly seems interested in spending a penny on are cowboy boots and religious amulets usually attached to necklaces , rings , bracelets , keychains , etc . Everything else is either a hand-me-down or stolen . Because César seems to lack self-awareness , no item of clothing is too out-there for him though there are two things you'll never see Laces where: a suit and footwear with shoelaces ( he has learned his lesson on that one ) .

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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Dig, Lazarus, Dig!!!

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FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  just toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other 

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other 

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here's three headcanons for sinday below the cut

césar is very passionate when it comes to sex. perhaps a bit too passionate. he gets very immersed in the act and often destroys half of the room he's in ( with the aid of his partner ). lamps knocked over, jars broken, mattresses flipped, curtains ripped ... it gets messy but césar doesn't usually notice. and if he does, he doesn't really seem to care.

laces also derives most of his pleasure watching whomever he's with feel pleasure. i think if we had to label it he'd be a service top (???) but the fact of the matter is that césar does like applying some form of control so that he can watch his partner's reaction to it...and therefore he gets pleasure from it. everybody wins!

he also talks and teases a lot during the whole thing, he's unbearable 24/7, someone please shut him up.

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No one is ever really alone. You are part of everything alive.

William S. Burroughs

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𝙲É𝚂𝙰𝚁 "𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙴𝚂" 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝙺𝙴𝚁 𝙴𝙳𝙸𝚃𝚂 [2/??] / 𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚁𝙴𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙶

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*coughs up blood* how do i look? do i look good? was that hot?

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how do you want to go about this ?

césar licked the paper of his cigarette while staring down the man sitting across from him : it was always bizarre coming face to face with the outlaws he was after ── stoker spent so much time analysing the faces on the wanted posters that , meeting them in the flesh , always felt underwhelming , sometimes even disappointing . in ARTHUR MORGAN'S case though , they had done him a big disservice depicting him the way they had ... the man wasn't as bad-looking as the artist's rendition ( césar figured that his roughed looks would be considered charming by a vast chunk of the population ) . hell , he wasn't even mean looking ! if anything , ARTHUR LOOKED TIRED . but laces wasn't about to make his life any easier .

" i want you to try 'n' take a swing at me , arthur . " the hunter announced with a smile , finally placing his rolled cigarette between his lips . he proceeded to take a match from his vest's pocket and light it with a flick on his boot's heel . " from what i heard you got one hell of a hook on ya . " césar waggled his eyebrows . poor tommy ── arthur should have killed the guy ; what was another body to him ? when laces exhaled next , thick smoke came rushing out of his nostrils . " i gotta warn ya tho , if you miss , you'll be collectin' all of your pretty teeth off the floor , " laces casually pointed out .

he rose from his seat right there and then and began unbuttoning his jacket , eyeing morgan down without disdain or ill-intent . in fact , he appeared to be quite animated . his next warning , however , did carry a more ominous tone .

" and i'll be collectin' you . "

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