#valcntinos

send me a ❤️ and I’ll tell you the FC’s I love!

I’m gonna give you a double one because the first, viggo mortensen, is actually so rare I’ve physically only seen myself use him when I’ve browsed the indie rpc haha. (also I may or may not had to commission a gif pack for him two years ago to satiate my needs) so obviously I love this man no question. but he’s kind of synonymous with my anthony now so perhaps I love the muse more than the fc, not sure.

thalia opened up the bottom drawer of her desk to pull out a bottle of vodka and placed it down on top of the old wood with a loud thump. it had been a long hard day at the brothel and things were only heating up as the sun went down. she loved the ladies she looked after, but some times they knew exactly how to get under her skin. pouring herself a hefty glass accompanied by a splash of tonic she leaned back in her chair to stare the person lingering in her doorway with cat like eyes. her green hues almost looked through the other. noticing they weren’t going away any time soon she asked, “ … is there something you want?” her perfectly sculpted brows raised as she took her first sip.