#´ . ❰ 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 ❱ ◞

[bldrdsh]

@vaultfrozen / starter call ( karter kane )

He exhales softly, the LIGHT of the blaze the only thing really illuminating the darker parts of the vault as he & his team had zeroed in on for their next expedition. Suffice it to say it was EXCEEDINGLY far north, and much further out of the way than they were used to, but Karter had been MORE than a little determined.

They approached an ante-chamber, DEEP within its recesses, the pale blue glow of fluorescent lighting now illuminating the space as Karter pauses before one chamber, a MAN perfectly preserved as he furrows his brow.

"Look around for a switch gentlemen––I THINK we may have found a live one."

ATTENTION turns to frantic attempts at finding the switch until Karter spies a RELEASE button. With his fist slamming down upon it, SIRENS blare and the sarcophagus-like pod opens–LETTING THE MAN fall to the floor.

"By the gods..."

[willbedumped]

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘦...

[rosehearrt]

💄 - Is there a past relationship your muse wishes they could have changed?

ACCEPTING ━ Let's talk about romance! .

💄 - Is there a past relationship your muse wishes they could have changed?

....

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yes.

[bhaalswn-arch]

I said this to Az, but like-- Alkas in the tub, Fel brushing his long blond hair, undoing the knots, and Alkas just goes: "Someone called me beautiful today." And Fel just pauses. "Something LGBT happened to me." Alkas says again.

[bonescribes]

𝘼 𝙈𝙐𝙎𝙀'𝙎 𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏 𝙊𝙁 𝙇𝙄𝙆𝙀𝙎 :

favorite fruit(s) : grapes , pears

favorite activity(ies) : reading , cooking / baking , drinking .

favorite flower(s) : cherry blossoms hehe

favorite season(s) : spring or fall -- anything away from the extreme temperatures

favorite insect(s) : NONE

favorite animal(s) : definitely cats

favorite gem(s) : fluorite has a special place in his heart .

favorite time of day : dawn -- fai loves the sunrise .

tagging : @brawlqueen @thuganomxcs @auburniivenus @hiircgi ! <3

[etherbonded]

@gyokushou said: ❛ thanks to you, i know what it means to love again. ❜ sumi bc the girls kill meee

" Hifumi... " The other girl's name gently passes Sumire's lips with gently affection, her gaze fondly resting on the other. The other is purely amazing, from her determination, her pretty sea foam green eyes, her smarts, to even the last singular strand of hair on her. They both are not without their flaws nor their trauma but yet... the other still never fails to be someone she's amazed by. Someone who makes her feel like she can keep going on every day... someone whom she loves dearly.

The redhead can recount the times she's felt so unloved in her childhood far too much and more often than she can recount being adored and loved. And even then it was Kasumi who showed her that first. This kind of love... was different.. And with her affections for Hifumi, they go beyond the terms of romantic and platonic. It's neither and both at the same time. This is a feeling that no matter how they were... they'd still be some of the most important people in one another's life unconditionally. And that in itself... has made her feel like she knows what love is too.

It doesn't have to be romantic or platonic or anything of the sort... love can just be love. There is no need to force it into a category sometimes, because in some cases it's better to just let it be whatever it wants to. And this just so happens to be one of them. " I'm glad it's the same for you. ...You have helped me understand what it means to love and to be loved with in a manner no less than truthfully and honestly. So, thank you too Hifumi. "

[alldaddy]

[ slow dance ]  to slow dance with my muse ( marlene )

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓  𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃  𝐎𝐅  𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄  𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘  𝐇𝐀𝐃  𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑  𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐎𝐍  𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄'𝐒  𝐃𝐀𝐘? it  was  all  odin  could  truly  think  about  for  the  entire  night  while  sitting  next  to  marlene  as  they  watched  their  mutual  college  friends  finally  tie  the  knot.  sure,  he  knew  that  one  of  them  had  always  been  the  definition  of  a  hopeless  romantic  but  —  valentine's  day?  cliche  and,  in  his  opinion,  gross,  odin  tried  to  wash  down  the  taste  of  pure  cringe  with  a  sip  of  his  beer,  his  other  hand  resting  on  marlene's  thigh  for  moral  support.  he  was  thankful  that  neither  of  them  were  in  the  party  and  needed  to  participate  aside  from  giving  a  gift,  offering  well-wishes  and  partake  in  the  free  food  and  alcohol.  it  allowed  him  to  not  give  into  the  notion  that  marriage  wasn't  necessarily  for  him,  wasn't  something  he  ever  truly  saw  himself  doing. all  the  traditions,  he  didn't  understand  them,  watching  as  the  couple  did  their  first  dance  to  a  timeless  classic  crooning  about  love  with  a  false  sense  of  sentiment.  it  wasn't  a  conversation  himself  and  marlene  had  discussed  yet,  not  a  topic  they'd  broached  and,  in  all  honesty,  odin  wanted  to  hold  off  on  doing  so  for  as  long  as  possible.  he  wasn't  ready  to  possibly  lose  her  all  over  again.   after  all  of  the  necessary  dances  were  done,  the  rest  of  the  guests  were  invited  to  join.  odin  had  intended  to  hang  back,  to  simply  continue  sipping  on  his  beer  and  maybe  get  a  second  helping  of  dinner  when  he  felt  marlene's  hand  on  his.  without  hesitation,  his  attention  turned  towards  her,  a  softness  bleeding  into  his  features  as  she  asked  him  to  go  up  and  dance  with  her.  as  stupid  as  everything  felt  for  him,  there  wasn't  anything  he'd  deny  marlene.  with  a  nod,  he  climbed  to  his  feet,  allowing  her  to  lead  him  towards  the  dance  floor  with  no  complaint. thankfully,  as  useless  as  bestla  had  been  as  a  mother,  at  least  she  taught  him  the  basics  of  a  slow  dance.  

one  arm  wrapped  around  her  waist,  pulling  her  close  against  him  as  his  other  hand  took  hers  within  it.  slowly,  he  allowed  their  bodies  to  sway  against  one  another,  foreheads  resting  against  one  another  as  his  they  did,  ❛  valentine's  day.  ❜  he  stated,  hearing  marlene  give  a  small  laugh  in  response,  his  own  lips  pulling  into  a  wide  grin  before  a  chuckle  of  his  own  left  them.  they  understood  one  another,  their  humor  and  similar  view  points  of  cringe  making  it  easy  for  them  to  find  amusement  in  the  event  as  a  whole.   that  was  love,  wasn't  it?  not  grand  gestures  and  obnoxious  ceremonies.  love  was  subtle,  demure  and  intimate.  or  at  least  that  was  how  odin  viewed  it,  how  he  was  happy  to  live  in  it  with  marlene  for  the  rest  of  their  lives,  if  she  so  let  him.   that  thought  —  that  core  realization,  had  his  lips  part,  unable  to  hold  back  the  way  he  felt. ❛  i  love  you.  ❜

[bldrdsh]

@theweredrifter said:

“a shapeshifter? it could be anyone. i mean - it’s not me. but it could be anyone else.”

ONE BROW QUIRKS, visible disbelief on his otherwise bored features as hands find his pockets. In his years as a hellhound he had come to the realization that Hades oft SENT his wardens to return wayward souls for the sake of ease.

BARGAINING seemed to be part of the deal, and Karter had dealt with his fair share as it were. He'd read stories of mortals trying their best to plead with the god of the dead, and while he'd entertain it it was their INABILITY to follow through on their promises that was their undoing.

"Right."

It's stated evenly, and he keeps the CLARITY of what he is capable of to himself. Surely this would be far simpler than this man trying to perform subterfuge as though he was UNAWARE of what Karter was. Most beings of a non-mortal nature could GATHER it quickly, and while he suspects it's going to be met with resistance, Karter continues all the same.

"I'm going to simplify this for the sake of my sanity and state that you are MISUNDERSTANDING me. I am here for you. Wayward soul whose place is in the Underworld...and before you reiterate what you've said I'll just be clear and say I've been tracking you for WEEKS as it stands."

[rosehearrt]

🌸🌷

NO LONGER ACCEPTING ━ Let's talk about romance! .

🌸 - What's their idea of a perfect date?

Riddle doesn't have a single vision, per say. But he does want a proper courtship; an old fashioned type of love. He’d always imagined his first kiss sitting in a gazebo in the moonlight, or something disgustingly romantic along those lines. He wants to be properly romanced, and properly wooed. But as for specific dates, he'd be more than interested in things like perusing an old bookshop together, hand-in-hand ( hand-holding will be a large step for him, which is quite telling of his naivety ), or perhaps visiting all of those countless places he was forbidden from going as a child, but has always wanted to see. The sea, for example, or a festival. The dessert, a forest, fruit orchards...there's so much he still wants to see, and to experience that new world with the person he loves would be utterly lovely.

🌷 - Are they ever been scared/are scared to fall in love?

Not before it happens. Before it happens, he won't think its a possibility for him. But once it does, that's when the fear will kick in. He will find himself frightened by the prospect of rejection, and as a result will hold in his feelings. But as he is right now, love isn't even a blip on his radar.

[bldrdsh]

@ischaron / @afterdeaths

[alldaddy]

“  i want to be your home.  ”

𝐖𝐇𝐘  𝐃𝐈𝐃  𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐒𝐀𝐘  𝐈𝐓  𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄  𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓?  as  if  she  wasn't  already  that  person  for  him;  a  safe-haven  for  him  to  find  comfort  in,  a  place  to  quiet  his  mind.  mj  had  become  what  she  asked  for  without  even  realizing  it,  and  odin  realized  that  maybe  he  was  falling  back  into  his  old  habits.  how  he  wasn't  vocal  or  obvious  in  his  affections;  words  weren't  his  strong  suit,  at  least  not  in  the  romantic  sense.  regardless,  he  thought  he  was  doing  better  than  that,  he  thought  he  was  being  clear  in  his  feeling  for  her.  

the  discussion  had  turned  to  their  long-distance  relationship,  how  he  needed  to  fly  out  to  los  angeles  and  back  to  new  york  far  more  often  than  he  ever  had  to  previously.  how  he  spoke  of  how  he  didn't  necessarily  have  a  home,  perse,  at  least  not  physically.

that's  when  she  spoke  of  being  his  home,  a  person  for  him  in  which  to  find  sanctuary.  gaze  fell  on  her  face  as  she  remained  seated  on  the  kitchen  counter,  dressed  in  nothing  but  one  of  his  shirts,  her  hair  far  too  touselled  to  hide  the  fact  that  they'd  just  celebrated  his  return  the  best  way  they  knew  how.  odin  stopped  his  motions  then,  letting  the  half-chopped  carrot  remain  where  it  lay  as  he  put  down  his  knife.  turning  to  look  over  his  shoulder,  there  was  an  immediate  desire  to  rectify  and  remedy  any  doubt  in  her  mind  that  she  would  be  anything  but.

situating  himself  between  her  thighs,  he  rested  his  palms  on  either  side  of  her  hips  against  the  counter.  forehead  rested  against  her  own,  noses  brushing  against  one  another  as  grey  hues  catch  her  own  in  a  gaze,  ❛  you  already  are,  baby.  ❜  words  left  him  earnestly  as  his  hands  run  up  her  thighs  and  to  her  waist,  ❛  is  that  not  already  obvious?  ❜

[bldrdsh]

@vastiitas / starter call ( karter kane )

There's a moment where his focus remains unbroken, eyes half lidded as he studies the weapons in his hand. THE TWIN hooks that he used to rend the souls of the damned... as he put it. The man approaches where he's seated and his head remains dipped.

"Did she send you to check up on me?"

IT'S a rhetorical question, and if he's honest he's not exceedingly worried about the answer to the question anyway. He's so focused that after a second he clears his throat. It's clear his mind is elsewhere but he'll play along to avoid frustration.

"I have a bounty, it'll take about a week or so, so we'll be out on the range for a while...think you can handle that?"

[bldrdsh]

@ischaron

"You were in my dreams last night" yeah our souls have been clawing through our chests to get to each other since we met but I'm glad you noticed

[rosehearrt]

💗💝❤ !!!

NO LONGER ACCEPTING ━ Let's talk about romance! .

💗 - How long does it take your muse to fall in love?

Quite awhile. As mentioned in prior posts, Riddle is still learning the ins and outs of friendships, so needless to say, romance is a completely foreign entity. Whatever it was between his parents, it wasn't love. Riddle's father took little to no interest in the ways in which his mother was disciplining him, and he took little to no interest in his mother either, given that she'd already provided him with an heir to his name. He needs time to form a close bond with someone before any sort of feelings beyond platonic can be developed, because he needs to feel that he can trust his partner entirely, and feel that he knows them intimately in order to love them. But stick with him! The payout will be worth it, because once he does realize his own feelings and he and his partner sort through the mess of confessions together, he'll be the most dedicated boyfriend anyone could ask for.

💝 - What's their love language?

answered here !

❤ - What's something you feel like your muse needs to work on for a relationship to happen or for a relationship to be healthy? Do you think that's possible? Or is it something that'll likely never happen?

answered here !

[bldrdsh]

@sonoftheshield said:

⛈️

Send ⛈️ to be stuck with my muse during a thunder storm in a cabin in the woods––ACCEPTING

He huffs quietly, head shaking head as he glances out into the storm from the drain they had been traversing. He'd been hellbent on trying to find the guy he was hunting ( as per usual with Colt following after him despite his protests ).

The storm had come seemingly out of nowhere leaving them with nowhere to really go. He isn't exactly PLEASED by it, but with an exhale he watches him intently. He's so displeased with this in fact that he makes a point to shake his head, but at this point there was no point in fussing so instead he stays quiet.

A GLANCE over his shoulder at the other man comes and eyes slide shut. He figures by now he shouldn't be surprised by everything that's been happening. It oft felt as the though the universe was out to get him.

"Probably shouldn't go out right now..."

HE SHAKES his head, exhaling softly, head shaking for a second before as he leans down for a second. He knows full well that he shouldn't go out in a storm to begin with, but given the fact that his powers are so centric to LIGHTNING, he'd rather not tempt fate.

"...I don't think I can go outside right now...so we're gonna need to probably get comfortable here."

[bldrdsh]

@ischaron

Imagine meeting someone who wanted to learn your past not to punish you, but to understand how you needed to be loved.