#c:martin

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Kitty cat jmart for @milkteamoon ! Thank you for commissioning me!

[fantasyandthereal]

@ruinedsoulsrp

Martin Voss had always been careful to keep work separate from his personal life. And that included his dating life. Before Allison, the most the enforcer had ever done was short, contractual relations. Quick, dirty, and just enough to scratch an itch. Allie? He'd gotten careless and gotten attached to someone who was everything he wasn't. Someone who should've never gotten even an ounce of exposure to the life he'd been wrapped up in since his teens. And definitely not the daughter of a police chief. And secrets like his, they didn't stay buried easily...

He'd gotten injured recently and had been promised some time to heal, his cover that he'd had a fall at work off some scaffolding at the construction site (that was a front and money laundering operation in itself) and had broken a few ribs. Not the brutal turf dispute between the people he worked for and a local gang that was getting just a bit too big and bold to be ignored where he'd taken a bat to the chest. But apparently not everybody had gotten the memo that he wasn't currently active...

Martin’s froze as he stepped out of the bathroom and saw Allison standing in the living room, his phone buzzing incessantly in her hand. He didn’t need to guess—she’d seen the messages. Nico’s urgent texts kept pouring in as they stood there, and now the damning words were right in front of her: the docks, the job gone south, the mention of blood.

"Allie... I need you to remain calm and give me the phone."

[endlessdrifter]

@redhoodedjaybird​ gets a starter

“Listen, I know you’re the trained veteran here, but you don’t bring a wolf in a hunt just to ignore his skills,” Martín offered, slightly frustrated but still trying to be as polite as he could.

It wasn’t just the dark of the night around them, or the chilling cold wind blowing through the city’s streets. He was nervous too. His world was that or corporations, business meetings and high society... How did he wound up tracking a criminal for his resident vigilante? Simple: it seemed like his own company was at stake here so teaming up was only natural, he thought.

“I know the blood goes that way, but I’m telling you, that hijueputa’s scent goes this way. It could be a diversion, or a trap!”

[martin--hale]

@zara-chandra

It had been a long day, Martin had dropped off the money. Apart of him wanted to stay just to see who picked up but he didn’t have it in him. After he finished up his acting classes, he moved into the Green Dove. Heading over to the bar, he ordered a whiskey, glancing over at the woman next to him. “Buy you a drink?”

[incorrectdirkgentlyquotes]

[chsesteinarchived]

kate’s tv otps: 22/100

↳ ruthie camden & martin brewer

↳ 7th heaven 1996-2007

↳ ❝i lived at your house, and you were like a little sister to me. and then you grew up, and then i grew up when sandy and i had a baby, at least i tried to. and i tried to do the right thing and mary sandy….. and i do care about her, but my heart was just never really in it…❞

[prcjectincubus]

@drarialynn

On the wall that separated the property Aria lived on from the street sat a young woman, dressed all in grey, from her ripped jeans to the leather jacket with the fractal image on the back and her black hair done up in a ponytail to show the shaved back of her head. Beside her stood a tall man of indeterminate age. Older, but dressed in low slung skinny jeans and a leather jacket. His large frame glasses clashed with the punk style, platinum hairs and full, dark beard.

At first glance, the two just seemed like loitering youths, baring the man's age, which on closer inspection was more on the upper side of forty, with the girl swinging her legs and chatting amicably. But there was something about them and the way they kept scanning the house that meant they were waiting for someone.

It was the man who reacted first when Dr. Aria Lynn stepped out of the building.

He pushed away from the wall and straightened, patting the girl's leg and Berlin his chin in the direction of the psychiatrist, only to immediately and without missing a beat, offer her his hand to help her down from the wall.

A moment later the couple stood in front of Aria, the girl first and the tall man right behind her like a sentinel. “Dr. Lynn?”, the young woman asked. “My name is Amanda Brotzman and I think you're in danger.”

[baileyfielding]

Send 🎃 for our muses to carve pumpkins together @martymcphearson

“Martin, Martin, Martin,” Bailey said with a sing-song voice. “Have you seen my Dad? Or do you want to help me carve these pumpkins?”

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what if i tried doing daily jmarts again

[thewallaceceo]

@ Hayden

[Knocks on Hayden's door and waits for an answer]

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Very Elias heavy... Ft. My boyfriend's Elias and his partner's Elias

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Martin PLEASE reassure him!!

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i lied and drew more furries but switched to all cats

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something i've been meaning to draw for several months and finally motivation hit

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It's been a month since I posted art!! Here's some Dear Jonah

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a warmup that ended up being slightly more than a quick doodle