#rxptured

“Don’t freak out... but there’s a huge ass spider in your hair.”

The amount of times he’s been shot at is probably not that large when you consider the kind of man he is, the sort of enemies he makes and the company he keeps. If anything you may wonder why more people haven’t shot him yet. 

Nonetheless Tine has been subject to quite a few bullets passing through him and this one is no different. Taking it in the chest his face scrunches up in a scowl. She knows damn well this won’t kill him. All she’s done is ruin his suit and wait why is the world tilting?

Oh yes the force of the bullet knocked him off the ledge and he’s falling back. Great. A ruined vest and now he’s going to be a messy pancake on the ground below. This is so typical of her. He tries to do something good and she just, okay nope, no no no, that’s not what he’s here for.

Grabbing the edge of the balcony as he falls he swings himself up to kneel before her, a gun to his head and an irritated pout on his face.

“Fine. I deserved that.”

Dusting off the burnt edges of the bullets entry point he stared up at her and then to the weapon.

Always aware of her environment nonetheless, Bel couldn’t help catching an ethereal, almost supernatural vibe from the woman across from her. Perhaps it was the way she wore her silvery hair, draped over her shoulders with a volume so luxurious its care must have fetched an A-list price. Maybe it was the way she radiated confidence and traversed the sofa as if time and space itself was hers to command. Whatever it was, she brought with her a level of danger and the adrenaline addict welcomed it with a coy smile.

    ❝ I wouldn’t worry.  I’m well-known.  You’re as safe here as y’would be anywhere else. ❞

     Bars had always been places of intrigue for him.  They were convenient in more ways than he cared to admit; sociable, honing his image, but still being able to fade into the background if he wanted to left him feeling safe.  Even for somebody with a name like his, it was alarmingly easy to get lost in the large crowds, in the thrumming atmosphere, in the gentle jukebox music--  indeed, bars were  perfect  for somebody like him.

     He offered her a smirk, head tilting gradually until his cheek fell delicately into his palm.  His free hand nursed a drink of whiskey  (  he hated the stuff, which was good for his sense of regulation  ), swirling it gently in circles as he raised a brow slowly at her.

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questions for the mun

🧠 - Is there a headcanon you are especially proud of?

(( Not especially one that I am super proud of, but my favorite is a recent one that I came up with because I was thinking a lot about it. That he does suffer from mental trauma, from when he was child but it was never addressed as there were more important things he needed to focus on, i.e. Survival. 

So he put his entire focus on that, even after Kenny found him. Fight to survive and never show weakness. It’s how he got so strong, but because of this, he never got to properly deal or handle his mothers death or being locked in a room with her dead body for weeks. 

I also believe it’s the reason he is so obsessed with cleanliness. His mother died because she got sick and the place they lived wasn’t exactly the best or possibly the cleanest. It’s a subconscious side effect of being locked in with a dead body for so long.  

In his entire life, I don’t think he properly got to mourn his mother. This can also be proven as, when lost Farlan and Isabel, he seriously lashed out at the Titan. Like SERIOUSLY lashed out. 

Sure there is residual guilt that festered inside him because he trusted them and went off on his own, but I think that he doesn’t know how to properly handle loss. So upon losing people akin to his family caused him to lash out. I mean, it was super over the top lashing out...then, of course, he stood stoic still and sobbed. 

At the end, finding out the Erwin already knew why the were there and cut Levi off from attacking, Levi collapsed and almost went into a catatonic state. If Erwin hadn’t spoken up, I think Levi would have completely given up and zoned out (Flash back to when he lost his mother anyone?). 

I don’t know. I just seriously think he has unresolved issues regarding what happened when he was younger...))

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They were in the garden, surrounded by ambient candles and brilliant pink cherry blossoms. The party inside had been a bore, and they’d both escape outside like naughty teenagers playing hooky. He had to admit, even if this man didn’t know how to throw a party he certainly knew how to keep his home. The garden was clearly Japanese-inspired, with water features and twisting paths, and the little spot they’d found themselves felt almost isolated. 

Their conversation had been easy and light - as teasing as always - but he found himself constantly glancing between her eyes and her neck; her collarbones. Unconsciously, he licked his lips.