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[project115]

"So, um..." Xiaolong is carrying something large covered by a blanket. "I have a question for a friend. Do you know how to take care of a dragon egg?"

[themarvelliteraryuniverse]

He doesn't care what he's doing. He doesn't care how he's doing. He doesn't care, and he continues to tell himself that. Day in and day out. In the silence of a morning hunt, in the stillness of midnight. He doesn't care.

He doesn't miss him.

Most times, Victor can believe it. He has enough to do, his focus stays elsewhere. A fight, a hunt, a mission. He'll take anything. Anything that keeps his hands busy and mind clear. Anything that keeps the past in the past.

And yet, there he is. No matter what he does, how far he goes, Logan worms his way back to the forefront of his mind. It could be the smell of a cigar, the roar of a bike, the bright flash of blood on wallpaper. Victor thinks of him.

And he misses him. It aches like a wound torn open again at first. Then it fades to a phantom limb. Something that used to be there, something Victor used to rely on, gone.

The haunt finds him in the middle of the day, staring out the window and watching the wind blow. A brief warmth, a fond reminded of what had been followed by the sharp betrayal of what now was. Victor feels his shoulders tense, his jaw set.

He doesn't miss him. He doesn't need him. Victor's idle stare becomes a glare at his own faint reflection. Repeating the lie like a prayer, a hope that, one day, it'll be true.

He doesn't miss him.

[mixingmuses]

" What do you mean it's Trans day of viability!? I need to do my crimes without getting spotted! Lemme be invisible again! "

[lex-cursus]

Mid winter once again. And the encroaching cold meant less work for the wolf. Whether or not that actually meant stopping her upkeep tended to be irrelevant. Especially in this moment. Huffing growls from her as she worked through a set of crunches.

Even if she really had no aim for this training, it helped maintain normalcy. Force her body to use its vast stores of energy for...something. Hunts would be slow this season as most things go dormant, so in this way, it's maintaining good habits until spring.

[amillixnvoicesarch]

OPEN starter:

          “Also I literally googled 'how to fold socks' so that's how MY DAY is going. How's yours?”

[aidanwaynealghul]

|| OPEN || Dan & ??? ||

Dan did not hold back and he elbowed his target hard enough to knock them to the ground, before standing straight and turning back to look at the person they'd been trying to rob. He gave them a quick once over as he spoke, checking to make sure they looked at least relatively unharmed. “Sorry, got a little carried away. Are you alright?”

[shadowsceptereda]

❝ Maybe you deserve this. ❞

[stinglikeame]

i'm going on an energon run. what does everyone want

[arc-knights]

this is it , goodbye cruel world .

[notenoughmuses]

"Thank you for allowing me to stay here. It has been quite some time since I have received kindness over hate. You wished to see me?"

"If I am ever to return home with any power, I shall not forget your kindness." It was truly an inspiring idea. Though within her own countries history no woman has held the tittle of God Emperor for long. Xialing puts her hand on her White Tigers soft fur and looks at the other with a smile. "Baihu is also most pleased with being able to accompany me."

[chaoscrawls]

“Where do you think you’re touching?”

[project115]

The baby is chirping is distress, having found himself alone.

[meropidas]

" I'll have you on the ground before you can reach the door . . . do NOT run . "

[mixingmuses]

" You've committed the cardinal sin of boring me..... "

[lex-cursus]

"Okay let's try this again..." Admittedly trying this in an open park might have not been smart, but where else was he gonna test it? Alone? With no chance for input? Though figuring out transformation poses was one aspect. The inflection of the command that goes with it was the other."

"Henshin? No...Henshin? Hen~ Shin~ Argh, that isn't it either..."

"Kyūkyoku...Henshin...!" Needless to say it's not going well.

[spideystark]

|| OPENISH || Peter & ??? ||

“I just want a ninety plus pound dog that will crush me to dust with deep pressure therapy.” Peter was in fact laying face down on the couch and talking just loud enough that he could be heard despite his words being a little muffled by the cushions, he was also ignoring the fact that it would be impossible for the most things let alone a dog to crush him to dust.