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[hawcaine-blog]

              -–––– Hey guys, have a quick and quiet PROMO for those that still want to stay in contact with me. Please, don’t feel obligated, as I understand this new blog may not be for everyone. This blog will be deleted in a week and a half.

[hawcaine-blog]

              -–––– Hey guys, have a quick and quiet PROMO for those that still want to stay in contact with me. Please, don’t feel obligated, as I understand this new blog may not be for everyone. This blog will be deleted in a week and a half.

[hawcaine-blog]

              -–––– Hey guys, have a quick and quiet PROMO for those that still want to stay in contact with me. Please, don’t feel obligated, as I understand this new blog may not be for everyone. This blog will be deleted in a week and a half.

[hawcaine-blog]

              -–––– Hey guys, have a quick and quiet PROMO for those that still want to stay in contact with me. Please, don’t feel obligated, as I understand this new blog may not be for everyone. This blog will be deleted in a week and a half.

[hawcaine-blog]

              -–––– Hey guys, have a quick and quiet PROMO for those that still want to stay in contact with me. Please, don’t feel obligated, as I understand this new blog may not be for everyone. This blog will be deleted in a week and a half.

[hawcaine-blog]

              -–––– Hey guys, have a quick and quiet PROMO for those that still want to stay in contact with me. Please, don’t feel obligated, as I understand this new blog may not be for everyone. This blog will be deleted in a week and a half.

[hawcaine-blog]

( ZATANNA. )

         ❛ i’m keen on showing you ? ❜         she wouldn’t wait for his response as she sauntered back to her dressing table, long legs coming to a stop before the bench as she lifted one onto the flat expanse in order to begin fastened her tights to the awaiting garters ;; to say that she was putting on a show, one designed to have him question how much else could be laid out in front of him, would have been an understatement. ❛ not afraid of pushing my patience, are we ? ❜ a quick counter, drawled past full, painted lips as she returned one leg to the ground in favour for the other. zatanna continued, merciless in the view she provided, all while wondering how likely this was to end like her dream.

     He was smiling and this was a man that NEVER smiled ; a certain arrogance adorning his lips. ❛ It’s what I excel in. ❜ He retorted wittily, his eyes careful to indulge themselves. This woman was slender in her build, though ample in other areas             this was a woman who knew herself and knew her TRICKS, the ways of pulling attention. Her fingers wrapped between the fabric of her garters, the way they fastened them could’ve been an ART. He was captivated, his stare held there. ❛ Well, ❜ the doctor began, piquing an eyebrow. ❛ You have a show to get back to, Miss Zatara and I’d hate to be the one to make you LATE. ❜

#☤ | ι'м ιɴ α мeeтιɴɢ. ( THREAD. ) #zctanna

[hawcaine-blog]

                                                  AS FROM HERE. | ☤

     God had never really been on his side, come to think of it. The idea of being plagued by some kind of demonic essence was, and could only really be, JUSTICE. It was unexpected, unbelievable                 but deserved. Demons were what he got for having gone by LUCIFER in his youth. Fucking hell. ❛ An explanation of some sort would have been appreciated beforehand. ❜  He retorted back, half venom in his tone, half snide. ❛  With all due respect, how the HELL do I get rid of you? ❜ 

@darkstalkerr

#☤ | ι'м ιɴ α мeeтιɴɢ. ( THREAD. ) #darkstalkerr #he's the only man in the world #that would complain about a succubus #i can vouch for that

[hawcaine-blog]

#☤ | ι'м αlwαyѕ ιмpreѕѕed wιтн мyѕelғ. ( THE DOCTOR. )

[hawcaine-blog]

( ZATANNA. )

                 ❛ want to know how it ended ?  … ❜ her gaze had not been misplaced, perhaps suggesting that she was a more timid animal than her        brilliant blue hues looked up at him with a suggestion that shined in the wake of her innuendo. for her lack of clothes, nothing more than a corset, fishnets and shorts, he was sharply dressed with cutting contrast ;; zatanna did not care to hide the appraise descent of her gaze as she took a step and gestured him inside. ❛ i’ll let you inside if you promise to behave … ❜

      A man that seized opportunities, that’s precisely what he was ; the door left ajar, his idling before it               he’d have been a fool not to take it upon himself to enter WITHOUT an invitation. ❛ Depends on the KIND of happy ending, Miss Zatara. I admit, I’m not keen on stories. ❜ He murmured, lips parting for a snide kind of smile ( did he possess any other ? ) The man strode by her, unashamed of where his stare had wandered. ❛ Correct me if I’m wrong, but I thought magicians weren’t supposed to REVEAL their secrets. ❜ The doctor settled contently on her fold up chair as if it were his own, fingers fiddled idly with the diamond stud in his ear. ❛ Not afraid of EXPOSING ourselves, are we? ❜ 

#☤ | ι'м ιɴ α мeeтιɴɢ. ( THREAD. ) #zctanna #all the sexual innuendos #look at what a fucking dick he is #sitting in her goddamn chair

[hawcaine-blog]

Illness themed RP starters!

"When is the last time you ate?"

"Let me get you a glass of water."

"You can lay down in my bed if you need to."

"Don't cry, you're going to be fine."

"You're safe, I've got you."

"You're fever's too high, you're delirious."

"Sleep it off."

"Can I get you anything?"

"Here, vomit in this."

"You've been out for days. I was worried you were dead."

"When is the last time you slept?"

"How bad does your stomach hurt?"

"How long have you had that cough?"

"Hold on. You're too sick to go anywhere."

"I'll get you a blanket, you're going to be here for a while."

"Let's go home, you're too sick."

"I can do that, just go back to bed."

"Maybe you should go to the doctor."

"Come on, at least sleep in a bed."

#☤ | мore ғυcĸιɴɢ pαperworĸ? ( MEME. ) #while i eat dinner u crazy ass kids

[hawcaine-blog]

( ZATANNA. )

              she had gotten road weary of the lights and adoration, of the small minds and large pockets that filled packed auditoriums every night ;; they were not here to witness magic. they were here to cover their sin, to indulge their wealth, and it have zatanna craving for more of the world she left behind. her costume had just been buttoned up when a sound at the door alarmed her, a familiar baritone coming to soothe past the wood that separated them and, when she did finally address him, her smirk was lavish ( if not suggestive. ) ❛ i had a dream like this once … ❜

       Vallieré never had been a very patient man                   he’d been intent on knocking again, perhaps a little more DEMANDING, when her voice forced otherwise. A response, well, he had NOT anticipated. ❛ Have you?❜ He quipped, something coy in his intonation ( he’d always been a sucker for a woman with a tongue sharper than his ) ; hands retreated where they were the warmest, tucked in his pockets. ❛ A dream where you’re half-way naked and a doctor tells you to open up                  think it’s FREUDIAN? ❜ He rolled his eyes, leaving them to settle upon the features they found in the archway ; DAZZLING was the word that came to mind. ❛ I came to congratulate the one-and-only on the first act. ❜ 

#☤ | ι'м ιɴ α мeeтιɴɢ. ( THREAD. ) #zctanna #embron has himself a crush on the one and only

[hawcaine-blog]

IN A MEETING.

My boy’s birthday is in 6 DAYS and I really want to fucking do something for it ( 32, he’s an old man ) but I have no ideas. HELP.

#☤ | wнαт тнe нell ιѕ ιт ɴow? ( OOC. ) #ffs you guys

[hawcaine-blog]

                                                 OPEN-STARTER | ☤

       A new day meant new work to do. It entailed more meetings, more people to call, more deals to be made ; a far-worse headache to be had than the day before. It was a cycle that he’d been conditioned to endure, the STRAIN familiar to him now more than ever before in his life. A day ending without exhaustion and fatigue simply WASN’T a day at all. He sat in his chair bearing the weight of the afternoon’s events on his shoulders ; a scowl to mold his features ( not that it was an expression of out of the ordinary, of course ) and a hand to rub at his temples.  ❛ With all due respect               ❜  The words were like gravel in the air, a thunderous resonance of DISPLEASURE.  ❛ I’ve had a very long day. If you don’t have anything important to say, I’m going to have to ask that you LEAVE. ❜ 

#☤ | вe qυιcĸ woυld yoυ. ( OPEN STARTER. ) #@ all of you #if you respond to this ill love u #dont you guys get fucking shy on me now

[hawcaine-blog]

                                                      STARTER | ☤

      Zatanna Zatara                    now that was a name he hadn’t heard in awhile and frankly, one he now couldn’t ESCAPE. All over the concert hall, decorating every surface in bright, BRILLIANT font: her. What a fucking surprise. In the dim light of intermission, passing through the bustling corridor known informally as ‘backstage,’ a hand rapping gently ( TERRIBLY uncharacteristic of him, really ) on the surface of the door to her dressing room ; a stupid star at the end of her name to label it.  ❛  Fuck’s sake,  ❜ he mumbled, his smile irrefutable. He expecting nothing less.  ❛ Miss Zatara, open up. DOCTOR’S ORDERS. ❜

@zctanna

#☤ | ι'м ιɴ α мeeтιɴɢ. ( THREAD. ) #zctanna #HEY YOU! #this took me a sinfully long time.

[hawcaine-blog]

                                TEMPORARY STARTER CALL.

#☤ | вυѕιɴeѕѕ мeeтιɴɢ ѕнow υp. ( STARTERCALL. ) #fucking hell its late and ive got muse fuck my life

[hawcaine-blog]

#☤ | ғυcĸ pυвlιcιтy ι'м ɴoт ιɴтereѕтed. ( PROMO. ) #so i am so fucking sorry for my lack of activity here guys. #work has genuinely been kicking my ass. #so much so -- i haven't even had time to let you guys know i'm on hiatus #when i come back ( hopefully within the next month ) i really want to focus on plotted threads #or storyline threads #so be sure to hit me up if you'd be interested. #i sincerely miss you guys!