PERMANENT / SEMIHIATUS

                                           𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 all y’all !                                               VIX / WHISKY - 32 - gmt+1                                  indie fandomless & iconless oc .  slow af .  private .

*   guidelines .   wolfie.   threadtracker . *   disco and ims is always avaliable to mutuals ,   askbox is open to everyone ,   opens and any kinds of calls are mutuals only,  unless specifically stated otherwise.   *   iconles bc i’m tired of the hate and, no, i’m not changing her fc after a decade.

   He was so distracted with the intrusive thoughts, his eyes had been locked with her gaze. Had her eyes always been this bright? They shone more when she laughed. Any other thought was quickly erased from his mind with the quick switch of positions. His breath had even caught in his chest at the swiftness but quickly released in the shape of a boisterous laugh. 

   ❛ Oh no, come oooon… ❜ Drew laughed and groaned teasingly head leaning backwards briefly, his hands had naturally landed at her sides.  ❛ Alright, defeated. I surrender… But see? We were in the same bed at the same time. It wasn’t that bad was it? ❜ But was it wise?  ❛ Alright,, I’ll take the couch and you can stay here. Please… ❜ 

              𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 so warm where they rest lightly at her waist ,   seemingly burning through the thin layer of cotton that is her tank top and a faint blush creeps up ,  slowly tinting sun-kissed skin which hopefully goes unnoticed by the musician beneath her .      she shakes her head ,   as if ridding herself of whatever thoughts a dancing around in there ,   they’re playing a dangerous game right now and someone is gonna get hurt if they step wrong .      and yet ...

@fiightcr​

   ❝ nice to meet you too, agent hunter. ❞ he greets, reaching out to take her hand and give it a shake.  ❝ but you can call me Steve. ❞

❛stab me? it that a threat or an invitation to something else..❜ a dark eyebrow lifted and a ghost of a smile lingered on his lips. without warning or trouble, the demon knelt next to her to inspect the wound. ❛besides, i would never wear a bell. that would be degrading. what caused this?❜ the undertone in his voice stern as gloved hands almost touched her skin. his head tilted to move his own shadow from the young woman’s leg. the street light’s almost a sickening yellow making the wound dark as a gaping void. ❛it’s not that bad. can you walk?❜

blogroll , as of 12/08/23 .

                    " 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩, 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮. "

             ❛      𝚖𝚖𝚖𝚑 ,   𝚢' 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 ?    𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗' 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝' 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 ,  𝚗𝚘 ?   ”   there’s no denying that the steadfast whirring of the car’s heating is lulling her slowly into a state where keeping her eyes open is becoming more strenuous than just giving over to the dreamless sleep that threatens to overtake her ,   but at the same time she don’t wanna leava the slightly older hunter to his own deivces in case he decides to be reckless and go off by himself .

favourite colour — green .  but a dark emeraldy one .   also the colours of sunrises and sunsets and ice and the midnight sky and the aurora borealis and neon pink

currently reading — wheel of time #10 : crossroads of twilight by robert jordan / brandon sanderson

last song — enemy - imagine dragons

last series — joey​

last movie — x-men : apocalypse

sweet / spicy / savoury — all of the above i shall not choose !  ♡  

currently working on — emptying the askbox ??   my mental and physical health ??

tagged by : stolen from @lovepurposed​​

                                       " 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜. 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. "

              𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 .   the huntress is not used to being worried like this .  it’s not even a hunt jody’s doing ,  but some fucking maniac with a knife that just decided to stab three people on a camping trip .  it’s crazy ,   is what it is .      ... and it’s her job ,   and wolfie knows that so very well ,   but it’s hard to accept   ---   especially with the increasing mindless violence out there .   

      she’s currently pacing back and forth in agitation ,   nervous energy needing a place to go whilst she waits for the sheriff to come back .   for some reason it’d ben easier to handle if it was a hunt ,   and not this kind of shit .    humans are insane after all .   monsters are easier to handle ,   more predictable .    the sound of tires on gravel has her running downstairs to meet the older woman ,   stopping short at the sight of way too much blood on the other’s person .  she barely registers the words ,   mentally running through if they can avoid the medics and fix it themselves or no .  a 180-turn is almost through to get the medical kit when brain registers words and does a new turn ,   relief flooding her .       ❛    𝚗𝚘 ?   𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎 ?? ”      thank the lord.

                                        𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦  

             𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄 𝐁𝐘 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 ,   hugging is really not in either of the pair’s way of affectionate gestures   ---   their rapport being more of sarcastic comments and light punches in shoulders and arms ,  and the occasional arm-around-shoulder-almost-hug .   but very rarely a full hug .   it’s not all that unwelcome though ,  and as soon as the initial surprise has settled ,  her arms encircle him too ,   indulging in the closeness for a moment before pulling back questioningly.        ❛     𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗 ?   ”