#theyearningtofly

[artofdeviancy]

Connor sat in his car for ten minutes after arriving. Leaving the tower before his daily shift was over was an easy decision. No one would complain about it. No one would say anything to him. He was the boss. He could do whatever he wanted. That is exactly why he feels at fault. 

Genevieve said he was married to the job. That’s all he ever cared about. Sometimes he wished that was true. He wanted to only care about his job. 

Despite his anger today he still cares about Gen. That doesn’t mean he can forgive her for what she accused him of. He sighed, opening his door and leaving his vehicle. The few steps he had to take for the front of the apartment complex were brief. 

He should have gone to her shop. It was too late in the day. She’d only be at home and that’s where he knocked now. On her door when he reached her floor; Connor rubbed at his face, visibly tired and emotionally drained.

@theyearningtofly 

[goldnfortune]

[ @theyearningtofly liked for Hollywood Verse @ here ]

Filming a season a finale for a series meant a lot of twists and anticipated conclusions to building story lines. For this revamped version of Charlie's Angels, Callum found his source material far more hands on than ever before. Nobody ever sees Charlie but throughout the process of season one he has not only given his voice to instruct his angels but appeared in a very prominent on screen role.

Callum found the work fun. He certainly found the current scene titillating for the audience. They asked for an obvious spark and he took not only what the fans want but the undeniable chemistry between him and his costar.

He leaned over her in the bed. Kissing her for a close up shot, Callum's hand slid up around Asuka's neck. The action came naturally to pull her closer up into their lip lock. If the chemistry was palpable on screen it oozed between them far longer than it called for filming.

[creation-is-chaos]

@theyearningtofly asked:

are blood and love related? (verse - your choice)

twin peaks, log lady intros | tv quote starters

"In my experience I have discovered blood does not make family. Not as mortals would deem them." Experience in his case is otherworldly indeed. He is not born as she was. Lucifer was created. In the name of God above, chosen as the favored and cast away once he sought to possess his own wants, desires and thoughts. Blood does not equal love in the same sense to him as it may to humans.

He placed a hand to hers. Scooping up her fingers inside his palm, Lucifer's eyes lowered to their contact. Appealing she is in a way that he did not expect. Nor did he imagine she would be so willing with all this.

Asuka is aware of who he is. Now is the time to fulfill his plans. They have become their plans. Already he marked her with the pending antichrist. That is the question of blood.

"However, I find it is more appealing to me. As you are. Blood is not meant to be mine. Yet here you are with child. In the end the world will know our love. In a blanket of darkness over the earth."

[pcsitivibee]

positivity for theyearningtofly : I can't express how much I love and adore @theyearningtofly. Asuka holds my heart and the hearts of my muses. She is a firecracker. A small ball of fierce who is as courageous as she can be sweet. Don't let that fool you. She is a highly capable person who can take care of herself but also deserving of love. Just as the mun. Feli you have given such amazing plots and epic ships. I am just grateful you stuck with me and continue to do so. Thank you for being such a great friend. I love Asuka and all the rest of your girls.

[deviated-detective]

Connor smiled at her as he leaned his head close. Placing a kiss to her shoulder, he scooped her into his arms. The bed was comfortable and the room quiet. “You smell good,” he murmured, a curl of his lips showing off his teeth. “Why do you keep tempting me?” 

@theyearningtofly dropped for convo

[unitedxfront]

@theyearningtofly - Plotted Starter | Muse: Zhongli 

The world had changed, thousands of years since Liyue was once a prosperous nation was now ruins that the sea had claimed. The once God of Geo watched as generations of people began to forget about Rex Lapis and the War that brought forth their nation. He watched as Liyue was swallowed by the sea, reclaiming the lands as hers and he watched Liyue became a legend, a myth to the modern world. 

Nothing survived from the harbor, just stories from elders that still believed, that knew. Much like Atlantis, the only thing that survived were a few ruins and statues. Zhongli sighed as he gathered his books, living in the modern world trying to teach the history of Liyue was received with blank stares and whispers of a lunatic. 

The youth of today did not understand how beautiful the nation was before the tides rose. Before the great storm sealed their fates under layers of water and sand. 

If he was going to be called a lunatic then so be it, he had lived far to long to care about his image. “Perhaps I should have relinquish my control...” he murmured but sighed at the thought and shook his head. Even the Gods were but snickers and jokes among the youths. 

Making his way to his office his Cor Lapis eyes closed as he imagined how he ended up as a history professor, most of his colleagues also claimed he should be renamed as a mythology instructor. Sighing once again he paused when he felt a presence near his office door. It should be a student... Looking up he spotted a woman and tilted his head in greeting, “Hello Miss, is there something I can help you with?” 

Opening his office and turning the lights, the first thing that catches peoples eyes was the perfectly preserved Glaze Lily just above his computer. Other trinkets surrounded it from a past long gone. Even his vision amulet was resting against the glass containing the lily. 

[lavishbylaw-archived]

@theyearningtofly​​ said:

∞ for a half asleep text

[aroaringlioness]

“We received the deal from your agent.” Gloria smiled. Professional. Polite. Sweating bullets about this whole thing because Natalie is aiming for a specific topic. That topic happens to be another actor. Using an up and coming idol known for her rumored celebrity crush is just really out there? It’s a bit whoa she guesses. 

Gloria tried to hide her thoughts with the smile. It might have slipped into a grimace before she brought it back. How does Nat keep up with this mask all the time? Ask yourself later when you’re sipping a mojito by a private pool bought on the money of her boss’ corrupt hard earned cash.

“First things first, Ms Stronov. I’m going to give you a series of questions. We’re gonna do this Access Hollywood style but in our private little bungalow here. It’s cute isn’t it?” She asks to break more of the frigid ice. She is less nervous talking to an Idol than she should be. Maybe because her tush is on the line otherwise. “I’d like to ask you about your current project. A new series. A reboot of Charlie’s Angels isn’t it?” 

@theyearningtofly​ cont xxx

[wickedandtrue]

@theyearningtofly​ said:

💕

Shipping Interest Check!

Have we discussed shipping before?: yes || no

My interest level overall: I’ve wanted this for so long || can’t wait || I think it’ll be fun || kinda feeling it || maybe with a lot of plotting || I need to think about it || not interested, sorry

How we should do this: jump right in || slow burn || pre-established || build up to it in a thread || anything goes - ;) you know it

Dynamics I want to try out with our ship: friends to lovers || rivals to lovers || enemies to lovers || mutual pining || battle couple || childhood friends || high school sweethearts || star crossed lovers || long time lovers || old married couple || newlyweds || sickeningly sweet couple || secret lovers || fake dating/marriage || best friends hiding their feelings || arranged marriage || soulmates || other - you know how that rivalry can turn into some good heated drama 

[artofdeviancy]

[ @theyearningtofly dropped for Frankenstein au @ here ]

The smell was decidedly similar. The musky dirt of the graves. Mounds shoveled up and over to release the caskets of the newly deceased. How the metal struck with a melodic tin, shuffling each grain of the earth for a nefarious operation. He did it once before. Now again coerced in a way, he is back to this forsaken path.

That aroma only matched the electricity in the air. The bubbling song of beakers rose to percussion of a thunderous storm. All of it in the name of one thing.

Connor's throat ran dry. Almost closing in the boiling anticipating of a night unlike any other. His eyes filled with a mix of awe inspiration and an edge of anxiety. What if this is not the way? Let it be the way or let him die on a pile of the bodies he has sinned upon breaking from their eternal sleep. It floods his subconscious only a moment before the sparks ignite catching and conducting nature's deadly force into his hands. The hands of a man who is not meant to wield lightning's strike. But it comes. It surges and rains down in fissures of light, reflecting off coils and probes, alighting the bolts attached to the table that houses her wrapped figure. As it dies away, he moves, reaching over carefully to remove the cloth protecting his subject's eyes. With one pull he is looking into the opened eyelids, lashes feminine and lovely surrounding her lively gaze.

[goldnfortune]

“What do you humans do in your free time?” Envy cocked his head at her. Appearing in the corner of her room, he smiled, tossing an apple up in his hand. Considering he can come and go as he pleases in her home the demon enjoyed surprising her. “Fruits of your labor. Juicy.” He took a bite and chewed. “I still don’t see why Eve disobeyed God for one of these.” 

@theyearningtofly 

[creation-is-chaos]

@theyearningtofly asked:

[ EVENT ] (killer verse)

✧ — ⋆   𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

Detroit knows two facets of the man in black on black. An ensemble of raven attire from head to toe, from the gel in his dark hair to the polish of his leather soles. A mystique by appearance alone but he is invoking one mask this evening. The man named DeVille. The business elite. The owner of a lucrative and popular lounge in the middle of the city's nightlife. Far and away from the sleazy undersides of this thriving city of chaos hidden beneath the everyday living of its residents.

Scarlet Lounge is placed directly in the hub of entertainment. A classy location. One that will keep suspicions at bay but the other face is what they only know of by moniker. That entity known as The Devil of Detroit. How curiously shocking it would be to discover DeVille and Devil are one in the same?

He blended well as a guest. The epitome of camouflage out in the open of a sea of aristocrats. Some build their empires. Others were handed them on a silver platter. Corvus imbued the former category. While he had rough beginnings they are unlike most has experienced here. That is what makes him notice when others do not appear to suit places such as these. Any other instance he would not have given much thought to seeking prey at charity auctions. Never dabble in murder on a whim.

As he picked up a glass of champagne, Corvus' dark gaze settled on the interest. A young woman. Dressed well for this but his curiosity outweighed playing by his own rules. She is pretty. A better sight than the balding, overweight gentleman who has continued to poke at Corvus for attention. His eyes remained on the girl as his head tilted in direction of the man.

"Do you want me to seduce you?" Corvus' question came with a casual air. Seemingly normal to slip from him in the wake of annoyances. It certainly made the man balk. Finally moving him away from his side, he caught the homophobic comment under the man's breath. He simply lifted his glass to his lips and indulged in the crisp beverage. They truly are all the same.

Corvus took his glass with him. Moving across the banquet towards the girl, he did not hold a smile. His expression remained stoic. Forever hiding his true intentions but he bowed his head to her, "Corvus DeVille," and reached for her hand to kiss. "Hm. I am uncertain if I have met you at one of these - parties before." Party. A slog of people who flaunt their wealth to be better than everyone else. The entire event is filled with rude, inconsiderate people who deserve to die. A pity.

[pcsitivibee]

positivity for coffee-and-guns / theyearningtofly :  @coffee-and-guns / @theyearningtofly Love for best babes Lotus and Asuka who are amazing original muses that not only make my experience at writing better but are several of my muses' otps. Feli's girls are wonderfully written and deserve way more attention. Always love to plot and write with the babes. Such a great writer who gets all my love.

[deviated-detective]

“You love him more than me. I know you do.” Connor suddenly spoke as he moved into the room. Interrupting Asuka he had no excuse or explanation other than a narrowed expression. 

@theyearningtofly

[bloomingascension]

I dare you to shoot Asuka in the heart.

“Wait, Lotus--”

Prone and defenseless on the ground, Asuka Stronov stares up at Lotus with wide eyes. It is a victory. Pride filling her, Lotus smirks down at her, aiming point blank at the fallen woman.

“Sorry not sorry, Asuka,”

She pulls the trigger.

Blue paint splatters across Asuka’s chest, alongside the yelp that erupts from her mouth. Lotus cheers.

“I win!”

“Ow...” Asuka groans, “did you have to shoot my boob...”

feat. @theyearningtofly

[lavishbylaw-archived]

@theyearningtofly​​ said:

🍙+ almond crush flavor pocky

“I know what this is!” Genevieve brief exclaimed as she tapped her fingernails on the box of Pocky that Asuka had presented her with. Although, she’s never tried this almond kind before. But, she actually adored almonds-- So, the woman could only assume that it would pretty tasty. After opening the box, she pulled out one of the sticks and took a bite out of it.

Crunch!

The most perfect chomp that she’d ever made, to be quite honest. As she chewed on the bit that she had in her mouth, she smiled to Asuka while offering the box to her in means of sharing the yummy treat. It was awfully kind of Asuka to even think to bring Genevieve anything. 

“Hey-- Pocky is always good and fun to snack on, in my experience. I don’t think that only one box is going to hold me off. Maybe two boxes.” She said, only to take another bite of the pocky stick. “..Maybe ten boxes. --It’s good!”