#deviltoothed

From the remains of the splintered Madripoorean shrimp cart he’s landed in, Daken groans.

“Hh. Creed, what are you...? You know you’re -- ah -- like, the only mutant with a worse karmic debt than I have. It’s like you haven’t even read any of the Tripiṭaka.” Well, yes. Obviously. He can barely believe he’s literate.

He lifts his head to blearily squint at Creed, face dusty from the broken wood and bleeding from above his brow.

Back to back with Victor Creed. It sickened him, fighting beside that animal. James had sworn off killing years ago, but a planet wide invasion by Brood meant all hands were on deck. The two were all that was left of this squad. James' friends, people he had loved, had been dragged off. Never to be seen again.

And by some sick twist of fate all he had left to help him was Sabertooth.

They were protecting a safe house, but the door was half destroyed after the last wave. They weren't going to last another, but James wasn't going to back down. Caked in gore and exhausted, he turned to Victor, even as he could hear another part of the swarm approaching.

"Go fuck yourself, Creed. If we make it out of this," he hefted a huge arm, blade clenched in his fist, "I'm carving your heart out myself."

"Wait, wait. Someone let a furry in here. I told you idiot clones I was done torturing furries. I'm all about murdering bronies these days." One of the clones walked up and whispered in his ear, after which Sinister sighed. "Oh, okay. So it's Sabertooth. Creed, honey, can you stand right there for me? That's a good boy. We're getting out the big laser to obliterate you."

A pause. "No seriously did someone leave a window open? How did you get in here?"

he's giving me gunpowder tim vs the moon kaiser vibes. like the whole song. this song has everything, an immortal character calling someone an idiot for being mortal, implied/referenced cannibalism, some guy going absolutely Ape Shit, and they even get the guy the songs named after to join their weird ska band.

she cocks her head, a hand leisurely resting on her hip.

“ we’ll be okay. ” she says softly. little hand remains wrapped around his, head tipped up so she can smile with confidence she isn’t sure she feels in his direction. maybe this will be like the old days, just the two of them and the endless road and sky, stopping at weird roadside attractions and to use her powers without fear or repercussions. " yeah, we’ll be okay. ”

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song of achilles rp starters

@deviltoothed​ asked:                         ❝  i would know your face in dark or disguise. i would know it even in madness.  ❞ [ deviltoothed ]

              THERE  IS      something   playful   in  her   eyes   when   she   smirks  ,   a   spark   of   yellow   lighting   through   the   human   amber  .