↳ @sabiyi said [ sleepy kiss ] while receiver is sleeping (or pretending to be asleep), sender approaches them and places a soft kiss on their forehead 😭😭😭 okay and this from DG because adorable, definitely puts his jacket over spencer or something as well
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Over a decade at the BAU has turned Spencer into a bit of a light sleeper; he has to be able to wake up at a moment’s notice if Hotch or Garcia calls him in on a case. So when Slayer presses a soft kiss to his forehead, he stirs. With the lack of a ringtone to startle him to wakefulness, he comes to consciousness slowly, brows furrowing && eyes squeezing to remain shut. It takes a moment for his brain to catch up && for him to remember where he is — on his couch, having fallen asleep during a history of science fiction documentary. He’s not sure how long he’s been asleep, but he supposes it was long enough for DG to finish what he was doing && decide to let him sleep.
When he feels the other man tuck something soft around him — Slayer’s jacket, judging by the feel && size of it ( might as well be a blanket for how drastic their size difference was ) — he finally blinks his eyes open. DG has already turned to leave && Spencer reaches out to grab his wrist. It’s a light hold, weak from the drowsiness threatening to drag the genius back down, but he knows Slayer will stop anyway.
❛❛ Wait — ❜❜ It’s a mumble, thick with fatigue, && he tries to speak a bit louder. ❛❛ Don’t leave. Let me get up and come — come to bed with me. ❜❜ He tries to stand, && not only is it a bit clumsy, but his knee is still stiff from the way he’d curled up on the couch. A groan leaves him as he flops back down && instead glances up at DG through his eyelashes. ❛❛ Carry me?? ❜❜
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@sabiyi. — ❛ hard to sit here and be close to you, and not kiss you. ❜ ( vex )
for far too much of their lifetime, they've been considered anything but brave. strong, yes, a shoulder to lean on, certainly, but not brave. to avoid feeling the overwhelming, icy tide of death yet again, they had abandoned more subordinates and comrades on the battlefield than they'd care to admit. it had been gentler, somehow, to see the light dim in their eyes from afar, to see their chests stutter and then go still at a distance. they already knew what it felt like to take their last breath, how dying felt like drowning whether they were at the top of a mountain or in the middle of a desert.
volesus had only further proven that they were a coward. his death had prompted them to hide, and they had kept hiding. they had failed to undertake the task of determining whether they had any living family left, and today, it still remains a mystery.
they don't want to be frightened anymore. vex takes the first step, quiet but undeniably courageous when he admits what's on his mind.
“ what's stopping you? ” they ask, and it's encouraging, soft, a fire burned down to coals and smoke. vex's gaze snaps to theirs, bright and strange and glowing, and theo offers a small, warm smile - just enough for the points of their canines to wink. something in them solidifies, strength and steel. “ if you want to kiss me, you should, ” they continue, and reach out - slow, cautious, allowing vex the space to change his mind - to cup his jaw, thumb brushing over the swell of their lower lip. CERTAIN bleeds through the skin of their palm, and they watch it ease the wrinkle between vex's eyebrows. “ i want you to. ”
f. scott fitzgerald / accepting
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@sabiyi ASKED: "have i satisfied your morbid curiosity?"
He doesn't answer for a time, just stares Vex down with that obnoxiously flat and somehow searching gaze. What he's ever looking for and if he ever finds it, isn't clear. The cambion merely breaks contact, glances elsewhere, and sighs his tired little sigh. ❝ Why does it have to be morbid? Why can't it just be simple curiosity? What makes it morbid anyway? ❞ it sounds as though he threatens to roam off on a tangent; he's aware enough to stop himself before it kicks off.
His gaze slithers back to them ❝ Satisfaction is a friend I don't believe I'll ever come to know. So, no. I'm afraid you have not. ❞
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“ life is pain. ” // from mister timothy Overly Dramatic Always drake-wayne
Lost Meme -- @sabiyi
“Especially if you’re a demigod,” Nico said, rolling his eyes before he pinned the hero with a look. Talk about preaching to the choir, but then again, there were enough rumors about unfortunate things that happened to Robins that Nico knew the other spoke from some experience too.
“Do the Fates like to play with the lives of superheroes too?”
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❝ I was wondering when you'd make an appearance. ❞
THE QUICKEST GLANCE FROM THE DEVICE IN HIS HAND WAS ALL HE NEEDED TO RECOGNISE THE OTHER. He himself was certainly a long way from New York, but London was by no means an unfamiliar city to him. Indeed, even he understood her well enough to know that whenever trouble of the strangest kind seeped within her boundaries, the consulting detective would almost inevitably follow. Given the fact that he was on his own, he'd been almost counting on it.
❝ I'd introduce myself, but you already know who I am. ❞
@sabiyi (SHERLOCK HOLMES) || 𝚂𝙲.
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@sabiyi requested a STARTER
"C'mon choom. Even you gotta know that saying that wasn't smart. I mean, the guy just lost his input and you can't have some tact?" Sure, Johnny is probably the least qualified person to talk about tact and sensibility but even he knew when to try and be kind. Case in point, right now. The Rockerboy had been convinced by one John Watson to keep an eye on his choom, Sherlock and since Johnny had nothing better to do that night, he'd agreed to tag along to keep the Brit safe.
Inside his heavy armored jacket, obviously emblazoned with the Samurai logo on the back, laid his Malorian. The spring holster ready to drop the gun into The Hand in case things went south and he had to bail himself and Sherlock out.
"So-" His voice cut the silence. "You gonna reassure our pal here? Or am I gonna have to do it?"
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☎️ ( vex! c:< )
❝ What are your opinions on milkshakes? I have to be in a specific mood for them otherwise they're a flat 2/10 for me. ❞ he's already rambling before the other even gets a chance to sneak a word in.
❝ The idea of them right now is...mmm, more of a 6/10. Are you free? We'd have to go to another time zone for one but, you know. Why know someone who can just do that if you're not going to utilize it, right? ❞
send “☎️” to receive a midnight phone call from my muse / not accepting
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sabiyi asked:
040. a dusty antiques shop full of relics . // from sherlock ! ♡
Lost Meme -- @sabiyi
The door closed after Nico passed through a couple minutes after the detective entered. Nose wrinkling at the layer of dust over everything, he thought he caught a muffled greeting from the back of the shop, but he just nodded, preferring to follow after where Sherlock had gone rather than go out on his own.
“Did you see something through the window?” Nico asked curiously, looking back over his shoulder out the window before he tried to catch a peek of whatever the detective was holding.
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@sabiyi ♡’d for a starter.
“ you couldn’t look more uncomfortable if you tried. ” in a way, she’s trying to nudge him toward appearing in a more hospitable fashion. daenerys had years to grow familiar towards royal custom, however, olandyr did not share that same passage of time and study. still, even being in king’s landing was a risk for her now. war was looming over the horizon and the young princess already knew where her loyalties lay : which was not here. soon she would flee to dragonstone to join her elder sister’s cause. “ perhaps i could teach you a trick or two --- to soften the anxieties of old tradition? ”
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@sabiyi. — i admit it: i’m afraid.
the honesty in their confession worries him more than anything else. they've been vague about their origination so far, bits and pieces given to theo only in the quietest, safest moments and never when he asks. he doesn't fault them for that; the story they outline is a terrible one, full of pain and bloodshed and vex at the center of it all, suffering for the mistakes of others. if theo were more prone to revenge, to the hot-cold burn of vindication flooding his veins, he'd seek an end himself. the wolf wants it more than even theo, eager to show jagged teeth and ghastly claws.
blood tastes sweeter when it's spilled for vengeance, wolf thinks, remembering bones grinding between his teeth. theo ignores this recollection, crosses slowly to where vex has curled up in the corner beside the window.
“ i won't tell you that you have nothing to fear. i only know what you've told me. ” he takes vex's hand between his own, curls his fingers until he's cradling their palm. vex's pale eyes meet his beneath their lashes, and theo offers a tiny, encouraging smile. vex doesn't return it, but the line between their eyebrows softens when theo flares CONFIDENT over their knuckles, believing his next words with the utmost faith. “ but nothing will get to you while you have me. us. we won't let that happen. ”
monologue at 3am / accepting
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@sabiyi ASKED: “if i am the monster, then why haven’t i killed you?”
A simple shrug, a rise and fall of his shoulders in a far too nonchalant manner. ❝ I dunno. Being a monster doesn't automatically equate to killing, y'know-—at least not me specifically. I suppose you could always use the Pro's && Con's method if you're frustrated over the matter. Perhaps that might help you figure things out. It IS strange. Most individuals I come across can't seem to wait to get their hands around my neck. ❞
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how does your muse carry emotions?
anger. jaw clenching. hands balling into fists.teeth grinding. yelling. going nonverbal. stuttering speech. rushed speech. slow, concise speech. rambling. quiet. arms crossing. shaking head. tearing up. animated. expressionless. projects. internalizes. vents. withdraws. passive aggressive. direct. physical outbursts (destroys items/throws things/punches walls). verbal outbursts.
joy. easy smiles. fighting back grins. suppressed laughter. loud laughter. giggles. chuckling. smirks. whole body laughs. covers mouth when laughing / giggling. throws head back when laughing. slaps leg. touches people around them when laughing. looks down when laughing. looks for eye contact when laughing. sparkling eyes. bubbly happiness. quiet, subtle happiness. obnoxious happiness. wants to spread joy. quietly savors joy.
sadness. crying. bottling it up. seeks distractions. wallows. eyes appear red. meditates & processes. avoidance. seeks out comfort.withdraws. talks it out. internalizes it.sad smiles. depression naps.uses alcohol. uses drugs. seeks out sources of joy. fidgets with sentimental item.sits in silence. broods. gets moody. wants someone to share the misery. tries to hide negative emotions.nurtures others to make themselves feel better.
embarrassment / shame. blushing. looking away.rubbing at back of head. covering face. laughing nervously. laughs it off. overthinks. lets it go.self - depreciating humor. deflects. gets irritated. smiles. withdraws. crossing arms over stomach. crossing arms over chest. hands in pockets.shoulders sinking. shrugs. falling into silence until comfortable again. talking a lot to compensate.
guilt. avoiding eye contact. shoulders sinking low.head hanging down.crying. chest aches. lashes out. internalizes. apologizes.deflects. communicates.withdraws. grand gestures for forgiveness. accepts fault easily. punishes themselves. martyrdom. victim complex. over - active guilt complex. healthy conscience. internalizes even after forgiveness. seeking redemption. moves on easily. denial. lack of guilt / conscience. sorry they got caught more than caused harm. can’t handle knowing they hurt others.
fear / anxiety. trembling. crying. uses sarcasm / sass to cope. rambles. goes silent. gets angry. fidgeting. clenching jaw. picking at nails. chewing at lip. pulling at clothes. adjusting jewelry / clothing. swallowing thickly. eyes widening. over - reacts. under - reacts. calm. logical. panic. irrational. overthinks.carefully analyzes. talks to themselves. breathing exercises. fight. flight. withdraws. fawns.
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[ MULTI ]: for the mun to talk about a multi-muse blog who they really love, the canons or original characters that they particularly like, the mun’s way of writing and exploring their characters, the relationships and themes explored throughout, etc.
Ask Meme : Sharing Some Love
I get to yell about @sabiyi !!! I don’t have the time to gush about all the amazing muses on this multi, so I’ll just pick a couple, but I want to say as a blanket statement that all the muses on this blog are incredible. This mun has such a gift to be able to find a unique voice, aesthetic, characteristics, and energy to each one of their characters that it’s easy to forget that other muses are on the multi sometimes because of how much intention lies behind every single character. I am in awe!
I love their take on Sherlock--his mannerisms and gestures that the mun portrays are just top-notch and so so much fun to read, even in threads that I’m not replying to! I love their Doom Guy! I don’t have a clue how the mun does it but every single thread that he’s in, there is the sense of his bulk and size, even when it’s not directly mentioned, the character has presence and gravitas which is such a skill to be able to communicate. And I love their Grayson! The love and lore poured into this muse is * chef’s kiss * so so good!
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HOW DO YOU NEED TO BE LOVED?
Carefully, like a gentle rain on dry Earth
You've been left beaten down and by someone you really trusted and loved, so now love doesn't come easy for you. You want it to. You want to love and be loved, but you're not sure you remember how. So you need someone else to take the lead. They have to be gentle and sweet and patient. They have to watch out for you, and make sure youre doing okay, because most days you feel a little fragile, if not totally shattered. But someone will come along who will put those pieces back together again.
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Tagging: @soulk1ller , @scmuraimerc , @afraidofchange (for... Shep!) , @sabiyi (for whoever u feel atm) , @manaborn and whoever else wants to do it! Do crime lol, steal it
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WHO ARE YOU IN THIS HAUNTED HOUSE STORY?
the dark entity.
you’re not from here. you don’t need what they need. their fear is so …. trivial. they are small, so very small compared to you. they eat and walk and cry and laugh. you just watch. it’s fascinating really, their little rituals and their meaningless concerns. sometimes you envy their small joys, or even their modest pain. they don’t know what it is to wait in the dark, unfeeling, as time passes over you as eternal as the sea. but my, how you are glad to have guests again. you see, over your many years, you've become aware of a secret: fear tastes sweet.
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