#blake : thread

[aquamanandfriends]

Morning Modifications [Vik/Vagabonds]

@thestoriesincoffeestains continued from [ x ]

[ text - lex ]: he won't say it but Blake's distracted so just pick up that slack [ text - lex ]: way too many cops around, stay safe

Blake laughed, shook his head and revved his engine in return, "I never let anyone win, ya gotta earn that shit." He called out over the motor as he lined up next to Vik then leaned down over the handlebars.

Kit kept bouncing on the balls of her feet eager to see how Vik's bike would stand up against Blake. Slim moved just in front of the two racers, lifted a hand, looked to the finish line and gave Swirv a nod then counted them down. As soon as his arm dropped the two were off in a cloud of dust.

"Oh fuck--" Clutch waved the dirt away from his face but didn't look away. It was a short race and the two were neck and neck the whole way but from their end they couldn't see who crossed the line first. In a rush, all three bikers hopped on their bikes and rode down to the gas station to meet up with Swirv and review the playback.

"That was so damn tight!" Clutch called out with a laugh as he parked his bike and jumped off quickly towering over Swirv's shoulder. Blake and Vik watched intently, Blake brushed a hand through his white blond hair.

"Shit that was close..." Blake mumbled and nudged Vik with his helmet at his side, the smallest smirk on his lips. "You're fuckin' good," he mumbled.

"Did she beat you?" Kit asked pushing her way in with Slim next to her. "It's like a hair but she totally fucking beat you! Oh my god!" Kit laughed and reached out to tap Vik's arm. "No fuckin' way!"

"You can't see that," Blake countered and shoved Kit teasingly, his lips still quirked up in the smallest of smirks. "It's a tie at best." He turned to Swirv, "Right?"

[transbookoftheday]

Agender Books To Read For Agender Pride Day

Happy Agender Pride Day! Here are some books with agender characters you should read:

Book Titles:

The Heartbreak Bakery by A.R. Capetta

The Evolving Truth of Ever-Stronger Will by Maya MacGregor

In the Care of Magic by Robin Jo Margaret

Our Bloody Pearl by D.N. Bryn

When the Angels Left the Old Country by Sacha Lamb

Something Spectacular by Alexis Hall

The Thread That Binds by Cedar McCloud

Werecockroach by Polenth Blake

[xnocturnalsx]

Closed starter for: @lcvelythings Character: Blake Sinclair ft. Anelise Allard.

"Don't act like you didn't expect to see me here," Blake slurred out as he stood in the doorway of her dressing room, watching her through the reflection of the mirror. He'd done this with her plenty. Go to the club she worked at, get drunk as he watched her perform, then pester her until he got a response he liked. It was repetitive, but it was a game Blake found himself playing over and over. "I know you were waiting for me. You always do. Why else are you always the last to leave?" He smirked at her, twirling a half-empty glass in his hand. "Why don't we leave together tonight? Just you and I, a casual moonlight stroll... Or we can say fuck all of that cookie-cutter bullshit and cut to the chase." He lifted the cup to his lips, taking a long sip from the straw. "Your choice, princess. It'd be a shame for either of us to spend the night alone."

[kinkiskarmas]

continued from open here ; for @virtueofsanityx

If the circumstances weren't bad enough, Theo felt a little guilty Marvin had to be dragged into this, out of all people. With his higher ups pressing for him to finish the parent/teacher conferences during the allotted time, he didn't have much of a choice of his own — particularly when it came to the discussion a student had no chance of passing by the end of the school year. He looked up from his papers and shook his head at the offering, pressing his lips together to keep some professional level of composure. He couldn't lie and say it wasn't humorous, the great attempts of the stranger who, deep down, cared about the kid... or, at least, about himself enough to get off without obligation. His pen carefully scratched against the document in front of him, pressing a little too firm, ink spilling onto the page as he nervously clicked the tip a couple of times before ultimately shaking his head. "I don't do drugs," he said, as if that was the only bribery Marvin had tried on him. "And even if I did lie, he simply wouldn't perform well after summer break. It's out of my hands."

[queer-book-character-tournament]

Character, book, and author names under the cut

Will Darling/Kim Secretan- The Will Darling Adventures by KJ Charles

Phèdre nó Delaunay/Melisande Shahrizai- Kushiel’s Dart by Jacqueline Carey

Gideon Drake/Nico de Varona- The Atlas Six by Olivie Blake

Rhy Maresh/Alucard Emery- Shade of Magic Series by Victoria Schwab

[andie-platonically]

i first listened to mistake on a plate while driving alone for two hours in the middle of the night through the desolate nothingness that is west texas (and feeling paranoid because i kept smelling oil, which like, yeah dude, it’s west texas) and so when i relistened to it i was like it cannot be as good as i remember i just had to be in a weird headspace but no it really is that good top tier off book ep i think it rewired my brain chemistry

[slutforpringles]

Daniel Ricciardo arrives to the circuit ahead of practice for the Dutch GP | Friday | Zandvoort | Andy Hone

[godresembled]

@altrxisme asked ❝ ❃ ❞

He was so much gentler than she was used to, and she smiled at him, leaning into his touch. "Do your artistic talents include hair?" she asked lightly.

[fragmentedink]

𝕊𝕚𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝔽𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤:

ʙʟᴀᴋᴇ ᴅᴜŠᴇᴋ, ꜱɪɴɢʟᴇ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ, ʟᴇꜱʙɪᴀɴ, ʙʟᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

@achaotichuman @autumnruby @sonics-atelier @livvywrites @idreamonpaper

[scottyxthomas]

starter for @courtneyxblake

location: scotty and bridget's place

With Bridget working late at Seaside Sweets, she had decided to order in dinner with her sister. Courtney had texted that she had news, anyway and Scotty was not exactly the most patient person in the world. A knock on the door brought Scotty from the apartment kitchen where she had been unpacking the take out she had picked up on her way home from seeing her wife. "Hey," she grinned at her sister, letting her inside. "It's good to see you," she leaned in for a hug. "You look great, Court."

[graunblida]

@godresembled sent: "Please be ghosts, please be ghosts, please be ghosts…" — from daphne

The hunter can understand the repeated MANTRA of the other to a certain degree. That which cannot be explained is perplexing to the mind. However, phantoms carry with them their own problems so to speak. After carefully peering around the corner, Lexa can discern the coast is clear. She beckons for Daphne to follow her. " Look, I know you have your...show or whatever, but I'd rather our mystery individual be of flesh and blood. Then we can kill it apprehend them if needed. Ghouls are a lot harder to nab, wouldn't you agree? "

Lexa is aware Daphne and her ragtag group of friends regularly seek out hauntings and the like, but she doesn't know to what extent they handle them. BRAVERY is required for both, but not everyone has the courage or gumption to attack the supernatural. The brunette looks behind her shoulder to make sure the third member of their party ( the dog and the other two friends are currently investigating the basement ) hasn't gotten distracted. She turns the flashlight over the area, revealing an empty threshold and no trace of the preppy blond. " -Ah where the fuck is Fred? "

[anthonyxblake]

starter for @samxbradford

location: grief support group

It had been a year since Anthony had moved to Kismet Harbor and he still found a sense of community in attending the local grief support. It wasn't often that the man shared anymore, but rather, he listened. He sat, silently observing and on occasion, Anthony would offer support where he could. While he didn't look like the friendliest face in the room, he had found a grace in him that he hadn't ever known to exist. The meeting had yet to begin for the evening and Anthony stood up by the coffee and the snacks. "Hey, Sam," he said, greeting the other as they came in, "care for a stale cookie?"

[loveshard]

@loveisliquor sent: { GIFT EXCHANGE 🎁 } — sender and receiver exchange gifts from valentine's day ask prompts

blake had never cared much for valentine’s day. the whole thing was a capitalist charade, another excuse for desperate, lovesick fools to throw money at a fleeting illusion of romance. love, courting, commitment: he had no interest in any of it. not really. and yet, here he was—a man who openly despised the concept—sitting across from tweety in a private suite, a small black gift bag dangling from his fingers, pretending like this wasn’t a big deal. pretending like it wasn’t messing with his head that she had thought to get him something, that he had thought to do the same. ridiculous. "go on, princess," he murmured, extending the gift bag toward her, a lazy smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "open it." under the wrapping laid a gold bracelet, sleek and minimal, but custom-made with her name engraved on the inside. blake leaned forward, watching her reaction with veiled amusement. "don’t read too much into it," he said casually, "it’s not a romantic gesture."

[pinkhairandpokemon]

rp thread starter for @touya-san

“Come on Fwoofy! You can do it!”

“Blake, it’s been almost an hour,” Hop sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he watched his friend repeat words of encouragement to their Cosmog over and over. Beside him, Reshiram stood, eyes following his trainer with a dumbfounded expression plastered on his face. “You realize they can’t understand a word you say, right?”

“Yes they can!” Blake insisted with a pout, shooting him an annoyed glare over their shoulder.. “They’re still just… figuring it out! We’ll get it eventually.”

The Cosmog in question, however, was currently occupied with exploring in the tall grass, happily chittering to itself as it floated about and very much not trying to do whatever it was Blake wanted them to do.

“Uh huh,” Hop nodded, voice dropping with sarcasm. “Real hard worker over there.”

With a defeated groan, Blake ran a hand over their face as they rose to their feet. “Okay, yeah, this isn’t working.” Scooping Fwoofy back into their arms, they turned to face Hop. “Let’s try something else! There’s gotta be a way we can-”

A strange snort from Reshiram made everyone draw their attention towards the legendary dragon, and they all looked up to see him awkwardly scrunching his nose at nothing in particular. Raising a brow, Blake reached a hand out towards their Pokémon in concern as he squeezed his eyes shut and reared his head back. “Woah, buddy, you okay-?”

ACHOO!

The sudden, booming sneeze from the feathery creature made everyone nearly jump out of their skin, and made Fwoofy quite literally go flying straight out of Blake’s arms. With a frightened squeal, the little sentient ball of clouds spun about in the air like a stray leaf, a blue glow encasing its tiny body.

“Woah, Fwoofy-!” Blake exclaimed, both them and Hop simultaneously moving to run after the Cosmog. Before they could even take two steps forward, though, a dazzling explosion burst forth from Fwoofy and swallowed their fields of vision.

Blake had hardly realized they’d been sent tumbling backwards by the blow, until they opened their eyes to find themself collapsed on the grass. With a groan, they placed a hand over their head as they sat up and looked around. Sparkling residue still lingered in the air from the blast, but by the looks of it no one seemed to have been hurt.

After stumbling back onto their feet, Blake moved to help pull Hop from the ground and pick Fwoofy back up. “Okay, that was weird,” Blake remarked, giving Fwoofy a look of worry when they noticed how exhausted it suddenly seemed. The Cosmog let out a weak little trill, deflating in its trainer’s arms like a balloon. “I’ve never seen them do THAT before…”

“Maybe Fwoofy just learned a new attack?” Hop suggested with a shrug, momentarily glancing over at Reshiram, who still seemed a bit disoriented himself.

“I-” Blake opened their mouth to reply, but stopped when they suddenly noticed Reshiram’s head jolting up from the corner of their eye. “Reshi? What’s up?” They asked, turning to see what had gotten the Legendary’s attention.

Reshiram let out a roar towards the sky, a particular sound Blake had come to recognize whenever he was calling for his counterpart. Thinking N had come to see what they were up to, Blake followed the dragon’s gaze, expecting to see the black silhouette of Zekrom approaching on the horizon- but instead they spotted… another Reshiram?

[chaosandcrimson]

LOCATION: Citizen Uprising HQ FOR: Blake Chase ( @cyberneticatoms )

"Incoming!" Ginny exclaimed before barrelling into Blake from behind, wrapping her arms tight around his waist and pressing her face to his back. Pulling back slightly, she scooted around him without letting go, resting her chin against his chest. "Hey there, stranger. I missed you last week. I even missed you bullying me." She reached up to bop him on the nose before flashing him a teasing grin. "Can I come over later?"

[mackmontgomery]

mack 📲 blake.

Mack: What's your venmo!!! @blake-michaels