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[kingkclina]

₩ our muses are caught in a thunder storm together

@kulinaboys​

Alvey looked over at nate and huffed softly. “Come on, it isn’t that bad.”

[lizagrishkina]

All my works whit Jonathan Tucker. 😘

[speedin]

Smash or Pass the fighter boyfriend from Venice

“That’s definitely a pass so I can slip by and then look over my shoulder and check out his butt… and THEN a smash because he’s impatient and will get me against a wall before I can say ‘nice ass’, and that’s that on that.”

[pcssessing]

“Okay.”

She lifts both her hands, palms facing outward. This is a surrender, Jay, but you don’t usually see them like this do you? You feel them, two taps hard against a mat or maybe a bone that groans before threatening to snap. She will not let her bones break over you.

She told you, she told you, you would break her heart but it’s her heart not yours and she chooses to let you throw it against the wall or not.

He makes a point, even if it’s got a knife-point and is aimed at her heart. She doesn’t have to take it. He doesn’t have to give it. There’s a thousand options here and she carefully maps them out in the time it takes to breathe in deep and breathe out slow.

Bellamy says it again, softer, “okay.”

One hand dips behind her back and draws something small from her pocket. She was wearing a dress at the fight, something glitzy and short. Now it’s Navy Street sweats that hang low on her hips and they’ve been slept in, if he can’t already tell by the wrinkles.

“You know where I am,” she sets it down, that small something, that deep black, velvet box small enough to close a fist around. She doesn’t touch him when she leaves. Doesn’t even say she loves him.

Does she have to?

@kulinaboys

[methdrip]

2 & 16 for the habits questions

roleplaying habits // accepting !!2. are there any languages besides english in which you think you could comfortably roleplay?16. do you first get in the “zone” when writing, or do you start writing and “enter” it that way?

2. nope! i’m literate in french but not well enough to role play in it. 

16. usually i’ll start writing as a way to get myself in the zone, but there are some days that i’m just fuckin’ ON IT

[o188]

voicemail (1)

" ... I know y’didn’t want me callin’ after the fight or anything but I’m scared that if you don’t hear my voice again before I go under, you’ll forget it or, I dunno, find a way to hate it. I know you’re in the middle of this cut and everything. I know you get shacky whacky before a fight. I know you’re pissed at yourself and --- and at me, I get that. What I said, the way I said it --- it didn’t come out right. I shouldn’t have pushed you. Not now. Not tonight. I just... it’s been a while since I’ve gotten to see you and we caught a case that’s... I don’t wanna get into it. When you call me and I don’t answer, it’s not because I’m mad at you. It’s not because I don’t want to hear from you. I can’t touch my phone for a bit. For a while, Nate. I should have called you earlier. I should have explained, I ---...” A sigh. “Look, I love you, Nate. I love you and you don’t have to say it back because I see it. I feel it. I hear it. I’m fine with saying it when you can’t. When I said you’ll learn I meant that it’s going to become easier. I promise, Nate. It’s enough. You’re enough.                              Fight hard, okay? I’ll let you know the moment I’m back.                                                                                     Love you. Stay safe.”

[flawedlouise]

{ from here } @kulinaboys

Louise had done all she reasonably could to avoid the collision with the swaggering battering ram but he was distracted - by his own reflection, perhaps? Her offered apology, tinged with amusement and a dash of sarcasm was shot down with a surprisingly passionate verbal onslaught as she stared up to him with stunned wide eyes. Backing away a step when he didn't relent, her gaze shot to another similarly unfamiliar intruding voice and her growing concern eased when the rage was silenced and he briskly continued on his way. She fixed her savior with a grateful smile and approached him, casting a glance to the other man's retreating form.

"Think I interrupted his self-admiration? He looked like he was a moment away from taking a swing." Looking back to him with a short laugh, her smile returned. "That was rough and my ears are ringing but I’m alright... Thank you for the rescue."

[princeubbe]

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[kingkclina]

❝You are gonna have one hell of a hangover tomorrow.❞ - from Nate

        “Nonsense, I can hold my liquor. I’m not a fuckin’ weakling when it comes to my alcohol,” he replied taking another sip. “Besides, what -- what the hell you doing here? Don’t you have plans or training?”

[lizagrishkina]

Graphic Art. Frank Grillo (Alvey Kulina).

[speedin]

👌... 🍆💦

“you...and... and me??? WELL!! CALL THE PAPERS, BOYS!”

“WE GOT OURSELVES A REAL GAY ONE HERE.”

[ninetyscnds]

hey

I’m mel. I’ve been rp’ing on and off tumblr for the last idk 4-5 years, writing rp since I was a teen. maybe you know me from scoundrcls, or kulinaboys. I’ve been wanting to write luke for over a year now, and as I’m trying to get back into tumblr rp, I figured it’d be a good time to do it. it’ll be slow here, actively doing things once or twice a week probably, as I work full time and yada yada you know how it is. 

i’m mostly into semi/long-form stuff, one-liners aren’t my thing. I don’t have any triggers, I’m cool with smut but don’t write with anyone under the age of 18 when it’s like that. be mindful that luke is an addict, so unless it’s his clean verse, there will be drug mentions and sometimes use. 

so, yeah. hit me up! let’s write some stuff together.

[valcfar]

❝ Dude just…just pity laugh at least. ❞ from Nate!

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“Nah, not gonna give you the satisfaction.”

Val sits with his arms crossed, his expression as serious as he can muster. But his smile is too quick and too easy and it’s mere seconds before he bursts into genuine laughter. 

And then it’s several minutes before he can get it together enough to speak again. 

“No, no, that was good. I liked it. Do it again.” 

[o188]

* @kulinaboys / cont.

Eyes are bright as he does little to hold back his own grin; adoring Nate came too naturally and he loves ( LOVES, with the ‘L’ a capital and entire word obnoxious neon ) being the cause of a smile on the fighter’s face. 

Distance is closed, his own elbows ending up on the counter and he’s absolutely still teasing --- absolutely keeping their faces close but not close enough. “What happens if I keep it up?”

[flawedlouise]

{ from here } @kulinaboys

Sobering up slowly yet steadily, her head was still so pleasantly light and her mood remained solidly upbeat. With her formative years and young adulthood underlined by enforced solitude and the loneliness that accompanied it, she had settled contently and uncharacteristically quickly into Jay’s circle. How could she return to her own little world when she knew it didn’t have to be so bleak?

“Like my own personal genie? Oh, you’re too good to me, Mister Kulina.” Chuckling, she straightened in the position she claimed only a short time earlier, her legs and bare feet dangling limply from the counter. Abandoning her former modesty for the sake of a mid thigh length black dress. Beside the other bikini and micro jean short clad partygoers she was comparatively conservative but, after the embarrassingly long moment it took for the gentle pressure of his hands atop her knees, the skin to skin contact to register, she felt exposed.

Not daring to tear her gaze from those green eyes as she loosely gripped his wrists, she both anticipated and dreaded her inevitable urge to nudge him away. It didn’t manifest, even as his larger bulk shifted between her legs, her eyelids falling shut as his nose brushed against hers and coaxing the beginnings of a smile. The slim digits laced around his wrists were not part of an evacuation plan, instead acting as an anchor: whatever he was doing, she didn’t want him to stop.

Opening her eyes, she exhaled a breath she hadn’t realized she had been holding onto and flashed a playful smirk. “Mm, I’m sorry… What was the question?” Taking only a short pause to scan his features, she made no effort to question the action before closing the small gap between them and catching him in a kiss.

[beyondallrules]

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The sound of the waves crashing into the shoreline is loud today, the surfers having a great time as the waves seemed to come rolling in swift. Jay had jogged down to the beach to do some workouts, having just finished a set on the ropes and had plopped down in the sand, just drinking from his water bottle when the young woman approached. After tipping his sunglasses down some on his pointed nose to look at her, he shook his head and fanned out his hand in a broad gesture, swallowing his drink with a smile.

“No, please. Go right ahead. I might look like I own the beach but I can promise you;” and he raised a pointed finger, straightening his back where he sat, lifting his chin, “if I did, I’d donate it to the good men and women who use it to better themselves and their bodies. But… as you may have guessed… I am but a humble user of these brilliant facilities.”

Angeline had approached the man that she had seen around the gym that she’d signed up at to keep herself in shape, and also to get her fighting skills more refined. If anything she was more of a street fighter and though she’d had training with Guardian’s in the past, when she had passed on the idea of being locked away in the Academies for years she was left up to her own devices to hone her skills. 

The male that was sitting on the sand was an excellent fighter from the small bits she had seen of him and the talk around the gym. His brother was a damn good fighter too and wasn’t scared to push her. Plopping herself down beside him she smiled. 

“Thanks. I got no idea how anyone can own a beach, but I’m glad it’s free. It’s so free and open here and the water is amazing.” After growing up in the mountains of West Virginia, being out here in the open with the beaches was heaven. “My name is Angeline. I just started up training with your brother and I thought I would introduce myself. I heard you’re a pretty awesome fighter.”