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[abetrayer]

@wfflehouse — “i don't give a damn about saving anybody, even myself.”

hope is a dangerous thing for any one person to experience too much of.  people still foolish enough to believe that they can be the ones to change everything, right the wrongs with perfectly attended care; like nursing a bird back to flight.  you had been with two feet on mortal soil for long enough to know the opposite—    you can fight, you can bleed, you can die/you will still never save everyone that deserves saving.  you do not believe in god, but you imagine if it did exist; it must remain in the heavens laughing at the pitiful plights of mortals trying to mould the world into their making.    human forms are puny; weak-willed and sloshing with desire to rid the earth of those like you.  bonnie bennett was different, hardened quicker than the rest as if her own act of acceptance changed the course of destiny.

“careful. your friends might make a martyr out of you yet.”    it’s intriguing, how this came to be.  how easy of her friends were too willing to offer her to the lion’s den, to take advantage of still beating heart and the power that coursed through veins that they could only dream of one day harbouring.  truthfully, there is nothing scarier than a hungry woman; insatiable appetite a horror you knew too well.   so for swords to be put down,  fires extinguished in a moment of ceasefire,  you continue,   “self preservation is an important trait, bonnie bennett.   your friends— they leave much to be desired; but you?   i would rethink that statement.”

[legendaryl0stpieces]

@little-miss-buffy​​ continued from here. [x]

Angel couldn’t help but smile as he looked over at her. “Yeah, I know but I can’t help it. You also know me. Besides it’s just one day and I promise it won’t be too bad if you just let me do it for one day.” He [promised, while looking over at her still.

[legendaryl0stpieces]

Lucifer hadn't expected her to snap at him but clearly he hit a button which he didn't mean to do. Listening to her once again, he glanced down before shaking his head a little bit. "There is nothing easy about this at all." He told her quietly because it was true. This was not the easiest thing that he had ever done and besides it wasn't something that he wanted to do. Chloe meant so much to him more than words could describe. "Having Eve back at the penthouse is nice but--" Glancing up now and over at her once again. "She's not you."

And that right there was why he had to leave. He couldn't deny how much he still cared for her and loved her. But she had hurt him and he didn't want to admit that. Nodding his head a little bit, he cleared his throat. "Shall we?" He moved aside to allow her to go first. "I'll make sure to do extra distracting things to you." Yes, he knew it would hold it out longer but maybe that was what he wanted.

"I know!" Chloe snapped before Lucifer could finish his sentence and then immediately felt terrible. "I know," she said in a softer voice. "I don't plan on forgiving myself for what I did any time soon. Probably never. But, that's not what I meant when I said...that. I meant having her at home waiting for you probably makes dissolving our partnership easier for you. That and what I did should make it easier. If I was you I'd be high-tailing it out of here right now."

She wiped her tears away. This was pointless. At the end of the day, he was still leaving. At this point, she was just whining. "Look, we have a second victim and we have a lot of boring stuff to go through to find a connection between Derek and Sid. Actually, I have a lot of stuff to go through while you distract me as per use. So, let's just go inside." She gave him a small, sad smile.

@legendaryl0stpieces

[gellertsbumblebee]

Main Verse:Canonical Others:Canon divergent

[legendaryl0stpieces]

@trickbehindthemask​​ continued from here. [x]

Emma knew that it was hard for Regina to relax or even take it easy. But hey, it was something that she was trying to make happen. They had been through so much and it took them awhile to even get to this moment between them. But nonetheless here she was trying to get the former Evil Queen to relax because she deserved it. Hell they both did. “Ah, but I do know you better than most.” The blonde pointed out. It wasn’t a lie at all because she did. Just like the brunette knew her. The Savior had broke down the Queen’s walls, just like she had done to her. While growing up she didn’t let anyone in but with Regina, she did as they grew to not only like each other but love one another. And she really did truly love her and did her best to show it whenever she was able to do so. “What I am suggesting is simple, Gina. You and me take it even if it’s just for the night. We just make some popcorn, watch Netflix, shut off our phones to shut out Storybrooke. Just you and me. We can even watch whatever you want to watch. I’m game as long as we are taking it easy and with each other. What do you say?”

[legendaryl0stpieces]

@thefearedsouls​​ wanted Leo!

“Piper?” Leo called out while taking a small sip of his coffee. Before moving to set it down, he had a little bit more longer before he had to be at Magic School. After everything, the Elders gave him that second chance to become the sisters Whitelighter again and not interfere with his life when it came to his wife and children and Magic School. The sisters were his only chargers besides the school. “I made us some coffee.”

[legendaryl0stpieces]

"I am not making stupid ass decisions, I'm trying to help actually." He sighed a little bit. "There might be a chance that I am actually making stupid decisions."

"Oh, I don't know, maybe because you're making stupid ass decisions and putting yourself in harm's way?"

[parth-savyasachi]

A new beginning

I stretch languidly for a moment. The sun’s rays are gently shining outside, morning dawning finally. I blink, suddenly realising. “Bhraata Bheem! Wake up!” My shout arouses more people than I had intended, who grouse irritatedly. “It’s dawn!” I exclaim, running out. “Gurudev had asked us to assemble right after dawn! Come on!” 

I am the first to reach the aangan, but that is expected. Most of my cousins do not take kindly to waking so early.

“Pranaam, Gurudev,” I say, as others also troop in. Gurudev nods. Once all 105 of us are assembled, he runs his gaze on us. We stand in a near-silent glade, the susurrus of the wind the only sound, light barely filtering in through the thick canopy of leaves above. 

When Gurudev speaks, his voice is slow, measured but intense. “Before we start your formal education, I have a task dear to my heart I require you to complete on your manhood.” 

There is silence. Complete, utter silence. Why is everyone silent? I don’t understand why no one answers, because there is only one answer that can be given. 

I step forward. “I solemnly give you my word, Gurudev, that on the onset of my manhood, I shall accomplish whatever task you would have of me.” Until now, I had kept my head bowed, but as I speak, I raise my head, looking into his eyes. “I promise.” 

To my utter shock, he hugs me close, there are tears in his eyes. “Gurudev?” “You are the warrior I was searching for. You will do it. Ah, how you gladden my heart!” I hug him back. It feels nice. Almost like I am hugging Pitamah or even Pitashree. I feel safe, protected.

Tagging @hindumyththoughts. Please reply!

[agnosticseraph]

caltropz answered:

“You’re in the right place, at least.  I’m Aizawa Shota- your Homeroom teacher.

Tell me your name and what your Quirk is, don’t waste time.”

@heavenlyxsoldier

Waste time? Was he really doing that? He couldn't help but swallow anxiously as he stared at the older male. “Castiel Novak.” he said. “My Quirk is Healing Wings. My wings give me the ability to heal people, but it's actually more than that. It's more like bringing someone's body to its balance.” he tried to explain. Was this too much or should he elaborate? Was he panicking over nothing? Should he somehow show him? “I can try and show you if there's any health issue you might have been suffering from...” he awkwardly said. He couldn't tell by the teacher's looks if he was mad at him or not. He couldn't tell anything. “Ah... When I touch non-living things, they explode...” he added. His wings curled closer to his back, in fear of having said something wrong.

@caltropz

[agnosticseraph]

Heroic Feathers | Takami Keigo/Castiel Novak

Roleplay with: @let-keigo-smash

Castiel had been staring at the older male for some time now. Big blue eyes, pinned at his wings. There weren't many people with wings, and certainly, not any pro heroes. He had been wanting to talk to him for a long time now and now that he was in front of him, he couldn't recall any of the million questions he had on his head. “It's my pleasure to meet you.” he firstly said. He should have seemed rude already. Taking a deep shaky breath, he bowed his head in an attempt to focus. He could do this. He had to do this.

“I admire your work...” he started. Why were words so hard to come out? “Ah... I am a student at U.A.” Well, his uniform should have already made it obvious. “How long your wings take to grow back?” he awkwardly asked. “And... How fast can you fly?” Cheeks turned red, and his hand was moved to scratch behind his neck. Why couldn't he talk like a proper being? Why couldn't he keep a normal conversation?

It was different for his brother to train him and different having someone with a Quirk similar to his own which already had risen as the number two hero. Of course, Hawks's feathers worked in a complete different way but there were some basics he wished to learn from him - if of course he was willing to tell him. His feathers took years to grow back from the time they had been burnt so he started training only recently. He was faster than most on his age, but he could feel as if he had a lot of space to grow still.

[coldwordsburningheart]

sunshiinepower:

Walking in the rain had been a choice made only after he was certain the rain wasn’t letting up any time soon. Spending far too much time visiting Sir Nighteye’s grave, the man barely registered the change in weather when it first began. The cool droplets were a relief on the face flushed and hot after visiting a friend long gone. The very same friend he never reconciled with; like a coward.

Thus, the retired hero found himself hurrying through the rain before his side wailed in defiance; forcing the older man to work at a steady, slower pace shortly after coughing blood into the palm of his hand. It was a day that settled in his stomach like lead. Pushed frustration into his veins. Made his skin feel uncomfortable and his steps feel awkward.

Up until, that is, the rain suddenly stopped overhead and a voice spoke beside him. Turning with a quizzical look, he feels the negative emotions silence instantly. His student walked beside him; offering him a bit of kindness. He bends a little lower in an effort to relinquish as much strain on the boy’s arm as possible - his own hands buried in the pocket of his sweatshirt.

“Not at all,” he replies with a soft smile. “I appreciate it, Young Todoroki. Thank you.”

He pauses before adding hastily, “Would you like me to hold the umbrella until we get there? I certainly don’t mind.”

His offer was accepted which Todoroki thought as a good thing. His teacher didn't mind to share a walk with him, especially on such a beautiful day. Rain was bringing peace to the teen's heart, bringing up some of the few good memories he had of his childhood. It was a weird thing that this weather made almost everyone melancholic while it was the time he enjoyed the most.

He could tell there was something off about his teacher. After his retirement, Shoto got to see a different version of the pro hero. That version of him, wasn't always smiling or being undoubtedly strong. That version of him was weak. He seemed troubled or even in pain. He knew the look of someone having regrets and rethinking the choices they had made. After the hero's retirement, Shoto was able to tell that even All Might was human. And that wasn't a bad thing.

He was a lot taller than himself so the offer of holding the umbrella was appreciated. He was still feeling sore after the last training Aizawa put them through, but it wasn't only because of that. Such small gestures was a way that he'd manage to find communication easier. Allowing people on his personal space. So he nodded at the question.

His eyes returned on the road. He had been lost in thought for too much time so he started walking again, along with the hero. The quietness shared between them wasn't something that made him feel uncomfortable. It was rare for the two of them to share some time alone, even if it was for such a simple thing as to return at the dorms.

@sunshiinepower

sunshiinepower started following you

Shoto had been walking on the rain, returning back to the dorms after paying a visit to his mother. He had an umbrella on one hand and a bag on the other. Midoriya had asked him to buy him a few things from the store which was on his way and so he had done. Now, he was heading to the place they had been lately calling their home, feeling refreshed after having a chance to spend time with his mother. He had been calm and relaxed, enjoying the walk until he saw a familiar blond figure. It was All Might.

The old hero and former symbol of peace had seemed not to have a way to cover himself from the rain. Instead of calling him to get his attention, he quickened his own pace of walking until he reached his place, his umbrella now covering both of them. He stared up at his teacher. “You are heading to the dorms, right?” he gently asked. “We can walk together if you want to. If there is a problem...” he could understand if someone wanted some peace of mind. “...you can have my umbrella. I can regulate my body's temperature so there's no big need for me to have it.”

@sunshiinepower

[coldwordsburningheart]

Feeling Everything | Asui Tsuyu/Todoroki Shoto

Roleplay with: @rainydayhxro

Shoto wasn't the one to easily have problem with his studies. When paying attention in class and when directing the right questions at their teacher, he wasn't supposed to have any problem. This was different. Having missed a few classes because of him being sick for a few days had him trying to catch up with everyone else. He had spent many hours on his room, copying Iida's and Midoriya's notes. Still being unable to fully understand their last lesson in history, he moved to the kitchen to take a break and probably have something to eat.

Walking in the room, he found Asui. “Asui.” he said, heterochromatic eyes staring back at her own. “Can I ask for your help for our last history lesson?” he asked. He could ask Midoriya or Iida to help him. Yaoyorozu even. Since he and Kirishima dragged everyone else along to Bakugo's rescue and she had made her thoughts - and emotions later on - clear for what they had done, his respect for her grew.

The feeling of unfairness was something to make him ignore every logical plan he could come up with. It could be his own past experiences and the way he was raised but his own judgement when taking decisions could be clouded. For years he hadn't been able to see that what he was doing when using his right side only was holding him back. Asui had been able to think clearly when the rest of them couldn't and still blamed herself for the words she had so fairly said. Such judgement combined with emotion was something he couldn't help but notice and admire.

[legendaryl0stpieces]

@blueletterss​​ starter for Jane Vaughn.

Mia sighed a little bit, as she rubbed the back of her neck. God she really needed a massage or something more. “Alright, Bella you have like five minutes before your ride comes!” She watched as her daughter run out of the bathroom and shove some toast into her mouth. “Is that all you want?” The brunette questioned, hearing Isabella mumbled something and then she was out the door. Moving into the bedroom, she had a cup of coffee for her partner. Jane Vaughn, she was the last person that she thought she would end up with. But the brunette was glad that she had, Jane was amazing especially with Isabella. “Baby, it’s time to get up.” Setting the coffee cup down, she moved onto the bed, kissing her cheek softly.

[unsteadyxmuses]

tag drop for waverly earp

[thunderdusk-blog1]

“You look absolutely terrible.”

Sleep Deprivation Sentence Starters: Accepting!

Kureto slowly looked up to the other man, his tired yet piercing eyes stared at the younger one as he entered. It was true, he hasnt slept much these days, naturally it would start showing on his face. Regardless of that, he always made sure to keep composure and not waver in front of his subordinates.

The dark haired man was certain that there were only a few who would be able to look past the facade, Guren was definitely one of them, being able to detect how tired and exhausted he actually was. 

“Thank you for pointing that out. There wasn`t much time for sleep, since i was busy trying to keep my sanity intact,while Shigama doji was trying to possess me.“

[aj-rpsss]

tag drop for regina mills.