#trouble's coming

[goldenboywrites]

trouble's coming

You will be going undercover to infiltrate the Silvestri family. We have been investigating this family for years now, but they’ve slipped out of our grasp time and time again. This time is different. There has been a shift in power. They are weak and vulnerable, and their guard is down. 

Milo bent down, tying his dress shoes. He stood from his bed and slipped on his shirt, a soft lilac purple button-down. He tucked the ends into his pants and walked in front of the mirror, twisting and turning to see every inch of his body. 

In the last month, the Silvestri heir has taken over the family business after his father’s passing. This is our only opportunity to get someone into their circle. He will test the inner circle, seeing if their loyalties will shift from his father to him. This means there will be openings. He will want to ensure the people closest to him are loyal to him. We will not have another opportunity to get someone on the inside. 

The mansion didn’t seem to be intimidating now that his father was dead. It was quiet. Milo didn’t have to sneak around anymore, fearful of whatever kind of mood his father was in. This was his house now. He made the calls now, people flocked to impress him, he owned the businesses, and nothing was out of his reach. He felt like a King, sitting on a throne of fucking money. This empire that his father had built now belonged to him. His father was rolling over in his grave, knowing that he had died and left it all to Milo. Good. May he rot in pieces. 

There is a deal going down today. A team will go with you to intercept the runner. Once the runner is handled, you’ll be on your own. Take what he is transporting and meet with Lorenzo at this restaurant. Your goal today is to impress him, intrigue him, and show him you could be an asset, and hopefully, he will take the bait and keep you around. While we wait to collect evidence of what his family is doing, it is more than that. Someone else owns this family. We need someone deep undercover to determine who. 

The car was waiting for him outside, and he slipped inside. The ride was quick, and he was grateful that his driver didn’t try to make small talk with him. He had taken meetings before, so this was nothing new, but a part of him was still adjusting to taking over for his father. There was just so much to handle. The actual businesses he had to run seemed never-ending, from bars to nightclubs to restaurants. Then, there were the criminal activities behind the scenes at each real business. His phone was constantly pinging over and over again. He was hardly able to sleep. Someone needed something from him day in and day out. 

But he loved it because it wasn’t his father’s kingdom anymore. 

Whatever you do… 

He arrived at the restaurant, a popular Italian place his family owned. He was ushered into a private room in the back, which was now reserved for him at all times. Milo’s ass barely hit the table before plates of various dishes were placed on the table. He scanned the different meals and realized they were trying to figure out what he liked so they could prepare it anytime he stepped through the doors. A wave of his hand and a glass of white wine was poured for him. Milo grabbed his wine glass and swirled it once, twice, three times, then lazily tilted his head towards the waiter. “Please send my guest directly to me,” He said in a lazy drawl. The food looked and smelled heavenly, but he refused to eat. He wouldn’t allow him to know him or anticipate anything about him. Not yet. He was still too fresh. “You’re excused,” He said again with a second wave of his hand. Milo had just received all of this money and power. He wasn’t letting it slip through his fingers to easily. 

Don’t get caught.

@magiclwritings

[donnabisestile]

I let my demons take hold and choke on me Can't fill these holes that I'm digging Can't stop my heart when it's sinking But if I could, then I would

[inkskinned]

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

hehee ty for all the love on my redesigns post :3, heres a full ref of all of them!

[originalartblog]

Someone's last crush didn't live up to the hype 😬

[absaart]

I just saw a friend finish Kingdom Come Delivrance 2 these two won't get out of my head 🥺 (photo as ref)

[ashoss]

this idea wont leave my brain please help me !! YIPPEE HADES BATKIDS !!!

without the bg and text under the cut :))

asdhj probably gonna post like,, two at a time because thats ,, a lot,,,, of drawing ,,,,,,, so heres tim and jason! i think i got the hang of it more with jason lol

ALSO ALSO!!!

thank you to those who helped me with the titles for the batkids!! they were all really good :D (all on insta lol)

timothy: the tenured - thomson_at

[chaoticke-rambles]

Man, my favorite thing about Gideon's narrative voice reappearing in Harrow the Ninth is how aggressively contemporary she is, because everyone else in this necromantic space opera is fully committed to the bit and Gideon's "shut up about your stupid bones and get laid" mentality is a relief. Harrow is out here like "I actively performed a lobotomy on myself and have spent the last nine months bleeding out my facial orifices whenever somebody says your name because I manually removed you from my memory to save your life. this is normal and cool." And then Gideon finally gets to show up and go "hey, you get that's messed up right? you see this right?" and it's so. incredibly validating as a reader because everyone else treats this like normal and expected behavior.

[improvapocalyps]

You have 90 minutes to complete. (original poem: r.a.)

In participation of the MCYT Recursive Exchange 2024 hosted by @mcytrecursive!

Inspired by know that all my love will be your breath (i will save you when your lights go out)

[text under cut]

1. Have you ever been in love? (Please circle your answer.) a. It's me and him b. Our hearts beat in sync c. Our lives intertwined

2. Do you understand what you’ve done? (Please circle your answer.) a. I couldn't do anything b. I lost my balance c. I doomed us both

3. It's been god knows how long since you felt phantom hands on your neck and there is no one in sight. If you were soul-bound to him and both of you died at the same time then why are you still waiting in the void? Please answer clearly, in full sentences. (Not a correct answer：I just wanted to see him one more time).

4. Define two (2)： Fate | The feeling of his forehead against yours Curse | The moment you realise he isn't linked to you anymore

5. True or False： i. It was your fault. ii. You wish you had met him under different circumstances. iii. You can’t regret a single moment that you had him. iv. You would do it all over again if you could. v. It ended long before either of you said anything.

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[frownyalfred]

somewhat silly fic idea where Bruce comes back from training and all of the other staff who work in various Gotham estates or in Wayne Manor and keep in contact with Alfred give him the whole "yikes, sorry your kiddo turned out stupid and spoiled like the rest of them, we were really rooting for him" and Alfred can't even tell this well-meaning rumor and gossip mill that not only did Bruce Wayne actually beat the nepo baby allegations, he's kind, brave and dedicated to Gotham. he's not spoiled! he doesn't actually have a coke problem, that's just for show! and yes, he also dresses up like a giant bat and terrorizes criminals at night. BUT--

[shimmershy]

[acnologias-ass]

This isn't a race, Natsu 😒

This is OOC, Gajeel would never admit to being worse at anything in front of Natsu

[headcanonthings]

Sam: I don't want Steve to die Sam: You don't want Steve to die Sam: So now we need to make sure that Steve doesn't make Steve die Bucky: Fantastic plan, but have you fucking met him?

[ser-rexasaur]

"Aimless"

happy birthday to killer♡

killer - rahafwabas

[koszmarnybudyn]

Monster John is something that can be so very special.

[metamorphesque]

Some wounds never vanish.

Yet little by little

I learned to love my life. (Mary Oliver)