#“bloody hands” 🏹

[just-a-mer]

How did you find multiple soul mates!?

We need your secrets!

~💋🌹

"You must speak of Penelope and Tiresias, no?" He hums in thought for a moment, placing a hand on his chin in dramatic effect. "Ignoring the natural charm that comes with my species, I spent a long time maintaining and strengthening the relationships by my own hand."

[oneinist]

KakaIru 🍆🐬 Skyrim AU ⚔️🏔️🏹

Part three. 

Before we start.

⚠️ Warnings: 

MCD for Iruka and Kakashi, and temporary MCD for Kakashi (all three in separate scenarios so please skip if not your cup of tea). We’re in territory of angst and hurt with hints of comfort (depending on the scenario).

Based on Iruka and Kakashi being separated as younger teens in the world of Skyrim - I wrote a post here from Kakashi’s POV and now comes Iruka’s POV (well more like a different story but similar theme).

If Skyrim doesn’t ring a bell, it’s an open world fantasy RPG video game so if you're not familiar with it you can just think of it as fantasy genre~

☠️ Scenario one: 

As older teen, Iruka hears about Kakashi building a name for himself, then Rin dies, all kinds of rumours are spread, and Kakashi goes off the deep end. Iruka stops hearing about him, Kakashi just disappears but there is no report of a death. He had joined the assassin’s guild Dark Brotherhood where he quickly rose in the ranks. Iruka who works as a guard in Solitude becomes involved in the investigation of the Dark Brotherhood and he is torn when someone resemblant of Kakashi starts to show up in intelligence reports, and eventually what can only be the body of Kakashi is brought to the Hall of the Dead.  The same night the Hall is raided by necromancers and Kakashi's body, along with others, disappear. Some are retrieved, not all, but Kakashi's is gone. Iruka is devastated, and in the midst of his grief he is asked to infiltrate the Dark Brotherhood. Iruka is driven by pain and regret, if only he had gotten the mission sooner, maybe he could have reached Kakashi in time. He wasn’t even able to give Kakashi a proper burial. Iruka completes the quest and the Dark Brotherhood is destroyed. After, he retires from the guard, Solitude bringing back to many painful memories. He first ends up traveling west of Skyrim, trying to do good, helping the people, everyday quests, nothing grand. Eventually he makes it to Whiterun, encountering the Companions fighting a giant. It's a mercenary guild of honorable warriors and among them a live breathing fighting and laughing Kakashi.  Iruka is in shock. He learns later that Kakashi’s friends from before helped extract (or more like kidnapped him) from the Dark Brotherhood and staged his death. 

Would they ever be close again? 

If they are, does Iruka worry everytime Kakashi is out on a quest with the companions, or the times he comes home bloody and hurt? 

Does Iruka catch on that Kakashi has changed in a much more profound and supernatural way after joinging the Companions?

Also what if they are reunited, only for Kakashi to die? What if Kakashi becomes the new leader of the Companions, and by extension, Iruka becomes a target. Kakashi dies protecting Iruka.

🐺 Scenario two: 

"Now, this is more how I imagined going", Kakashi croaks between weakend breaths. Each word takes effort to utter.  Iruka can't hold back the tears, He holds Kakashi's hand so tightly in his. It's saying I refuse to let you go. Iruka couldn't blame Kakashi, he wanted to, he wanted to scream that they were supposed to have the rest of their retirement together. It's bitter, it's so bitter. Kakashi and Iruka had only just started talking about retirement. One of the younger up and rising members of the Companions was supposed to take over as leader eventually. Instead Iruka had to muster all his mental strength, control his emotions, call on all the good times. It brought out a bittersweet smile and sends Kakashi on his way.  "Thank you, Kakashi, for everything," Iruka caressed their held hands with his free hand, "You go ahead to Sovengard and when my time comes I will join you." Iruka speaks gently. Kakashi releases his last breath with a faint smile. His head tilted to the side of his body Iruka was crouched by.

Let me cry for a second. What happens to Iruka after this?

🧙🏼‍♂️ Scenario three:

After Kakashi's passing, Iruka becomes a ghost of his old self. He withers away and those around him feel his pain. Eventually Gai and Yamato cannot take it anymore and they devise a plan to have Iruka return to the college of Winterhold (which he had left mid-way when he was recruited as a guard in Solitude).  Either Gai or Yamato gets very sick or hurt (potentially all staged or planned but maybe still very dangerous stakes) and Iruka feels like he owes it to Kakashi to try to help his friends (when in fact they are trying to help him). As a part of this Iruka takes up his studies at the college once more.  Over time, Iruka becomes more and more his old self and he finds a way to help, and maybe in the end he realizes it was all staged. But weirdly, there is no anger, only gratitude. He goes on to become the Archmage eventually. He passes away of old age, in his sleep. Nobody really knew, but it is said that his last words gently called out for Kakashi.

I have blurted out all my thoughts for now 🤣 Maybe time to play some more Skyrim for inspo 👀

[walpu]

I want your love.

The gambler in front of the bodyguard grins widely, prodding his chest gently and giving his nose a playful poke.

“Darling, guess what I got you~?”

The bodyguard sighs, deciding to indulge his boss for the nth time that day.

“What?”

The gambler grins, presenting a ruby earring, smirking smugly at the jaw dropped expression he received, before quickly pushing it into Verian’s hands, giggling.

“Don’t try and return it. Take it as a gift for being such a good bodyguard for the past year.”

♠️🃏

And I want your revenge.

Verian snarls, glaring daggers at the man, who presently, had him pinned to the wall, collar and wrists, with an arrow at his throat.

“You know…”

The man in front of him drawls out, those bright teal eyes softening in what Verian could have mistaken for… affection?

“You look handsome when you’re bloody and bruised.”

Oh. Verian winces as the man, or rather, rival, pressed his chest with his, feeling the ragged breath of a man that has lost everything.

The arrows withdraws from pressing its tip against his throat, instead, it’s replaced with his rival’s soft skin, making Verian shiver against the cold breaths against his skin.

🏹💨

I want your love.

“Please, just leave this place, leave this organization.”

The person begged, thier hands tugging on Verian’s desperately. He could see the desperation, the protectiveness, and the underlying fear in their eyes.

“I don’t want you to be crossfire in what I’ll do to the damn IPC, Verian.”

The bodyguard sighs as they choked on thier words, calming them down was of no use. They were his friend, of course, but how could he leave his job, his life, his income, just for an idea that seemed impossible?

Still, he indulged them. Quietly pulling them closer, patting their head, not noticing how they smiled through their hysterical tears, that simple action warming their hearts.

⚔️🎭

I don’t wanna be friends

Verian sucked in a breath, quietly running his hands through Haben’s, silently admiring the soft lips that were kissing him breathlessly mere hours ago.

“Morning, Hab.”

Haben quietly grins as he watched Verian chuckle, before shuffling forward in his bed, pressing his face against the bodyguard’s neck.

“Morning, Verver. You look stunning.”

Verian holds back a snort, playfully punching Haben’s shoulder, rolling his eyes as his best friend dramatically whined.

Best friend. Huh. Are you supposed to feel an overwhelming amount of affection for a best friend, like he did now?

⚡️🪻

So how do we feel about that arrow dude who was trying to kill Ver be his lover

Oh yeah we got a new pal trying to blow up the IPC and they want Ver out of the crossfire

Very romantic

Was really sitting like this 🤨🔎 trying to figure out who's the arrow guy is and it's the new guy 😭

[thatuselesshuman]

WIP in 3 Emojis Tag

Thank you for the tag @the-golden-comet and @winglesswriter

This is going to be an interesting one

None of Us Heroes: 🦾🔪🃏

Bloody Hands are Kind: 💊🏹🎭

[Unnamed]: 🪖

@moltenwrites @willtheweaver @wyked-ao3 @katenewmanwrites @agirlandherquill +open tag

[serpulalacrymans]

When I started my walks far from the city, I had problems with my lack of care, I had small accidents with bushes and their thorns,putting my hand where I shouldn't touch, unpleasant falls, etc (in short, a lot of ouch moments)

I arrived at my apartment completely bloody, by my own stupidity 😐 but this was only at the start, I soon began to improve my walks with long, well-closed boots and gloves.

And I'm close, by that I mean, I'm close enough to see you leaving the door where you live... but don't worry, this is not a threat, just a fun fact.

- 🏹

Oh. You have to be careful on your walks. Always bring a light and something sharp with you. Watch your step.. Remember the path.. The works.. It gets easier with time.. I'm glad you've improved instead of giving up though. It is nice to take a nightly stroll every so often..

That's.. Interesting... I don't know how to feel about it..

[24hrsallnews]

Thangalaan Update: A video paying tribute to Chiyaan Vikram on his birthday has been shared by a filmmaker.

We will read about, "Thangalaan Update: A video paying tribute to Chiyaan Vikram on his birthday has been shared by a filmmaker." Thangaalan is one of the most awaited and big budget film. The filmmaker has shared the video on Vikram's birthday on his social media.  

A video paying tribute to Chiyaan Vikram on his birthday has been shared by a filmmaker

Vikram, a renowned superstar, is known for his numerous blockbuster films. His upcoming movie, Thangalaan, is highly anticipated and will be released nationwide. Fans are eagerly awaiting any updates regarding the film. Last year, the first look was shared on Vikram's birthday, currently the behind-the-scenes footage of the film has been shared. In the Thangalaan movie, fans will enjoy a fresh journey and an amazing cinematic experience. The video has been widely applauded and has garnered millions of views since it was shared. "Ponniyin Selvan: II" is Vikram's most recent movie, and it was released on April 28, 2023. Fans are waiting for Vikram's latest film. Thangalaan is a historical, period, drama, action film. The story of the film is based on the time of British India Rule. Thangalaan, a tribal leader fights bravely against the British. The film was initially scheduled to release on January 26, 2024, then it was postponed to April 2024. The release date of the film has not been confirmed yet.

Image Credit:- @StudioGreen2 The teaser of the film suggests that greed leads to destruction, just as bloody war leads to freedom, and Kills his enemies with cruelty. When filmmakers shared videos and wrote the caption, "An iconic talent, inspiring awe with grit and glory, delivering performances that defy expectations Happy Birthday  @chiyaan #Thangalaan 🏹 Awaiting your fiery presence on big screens!" The Birthday TributeVideo highlights Vikram's exceptional performances and unwavering dedication to his craft, resulting in a compelling and mesmerizing tribute.   About Thangalaan The film is written and directed by Ranjith and produced by K. E. Gnanavel Raja under the banners of Studio Green, Neelam Productions. A Kishore Kumar handled the cinematography and edited by Selva RK. The film stars Chiyaan Vikram, Malavika Mohanan, Parvathy Thiruvothu, Pasupathi, Daniel Caltagirone, Hari Krishnan, Vettai Muthukumar and among others.  G. V. Prakash Kumar has given music in the film.   Read More - The new look of Pratik Gandhi and Patralekhaa starrer Phule has been released. - Srikanth Movie trailer out now - The release date for the Vicky Vidya Ka Woh Wala Video featuring Rajkummar Rao and Triptii Dimri has been announced. - Yash joins hands with Namit Malhotra to produce 'Ramayana' - Aranmanai 4 Trailer: Sundar C's Aranmanai 4 releases in cinemas globally in April - Gabru Gang Teaser is out now - Romeo movie Cast, Release Date, Director and other - Dukaan movie review: The concept is intriguing but fails to achieve its maximum potential. - Bahar Aa Chaman Prakash: The first film from Namashi's production is here! - Pawan Kalyan met Chiranjeevi during the filming of Vishwambhara Read the full article

[goldentemplariumcrow]

🌜- For a ‘weird’ habit or tic that no one knows about💃- For a talent that they like to keep hidden from others🏹- For a talent they wish they had👻- For something that scares or disturbs them, but they refuse to tell anyone

@tireironmybeloved

"I'm not sure if it's considered weird or not, but I have this thing where I like to lightly pinch on my wrists and knuckles when I can't fidget with my digits."

"So... you know how some children create a whole language of their own and even write and talk in it? Think that, but instead of a child's journal, it's literally every other note, reminder and written piece I have around my place. Now, make it worse and understand that that's my modus operandi of writing, literally my first language, even more fluent than my Italian, because my brain is coded in it. I write and speak in Isu if I don't have my filters on."

"I have a healthy envy of my little brother's talents with clothes. He can make everything work, and if it doesn't work, he can dismantle, modify and put everything together again like it's no big deal at all. Sewing skills unmatched. I wish I had like one percent of that."

"Two words: Bloody Tree.

Let me paint the picture of the thing: flesh instead of a trunk, arms and hands instead of of branches, legs for roots, hair instead of leaves, eyes in place of flowers and fruits, sticky, oozy smell of a thousand putrefied bodies.

What happens when you cut the thing open? You find yourself face to face with its digestive track and blood. Lots of blood. Get cut or scratched by it? Congratulations, you'll turn into one and become part of its collective hive mind. Fell into it? You have exact nine and a half minutes to find your way out of it and pray that you haven't cut or scratched yourself during the process.

The thing is sentient, spreads fast and is capable of moving on its own accord. And I've had the very unpleasant experience of having to go in one to retrieve a Piece Of Eden. So, yes, I don't take well to even hearing about them. They're disgusting, dangerous, and I'd burn it with fire if it was an effective method of getting rid of it.

Why I can't tell anyone about my utter disgust? Because this thing is one of the obsessions of some of the scientists in Abstergo. Thus, I remain silent and wanting to kill every single one of the wackos who think that studying that thing is a good idea."

[starseternelle]

[ bloody ] sender arrives at receiver's doorstep bleeding and injured ( sounds about right ) // @nightstriumph

__________🏹      SHE SHOULD HAVE KNOWN SOMETHING WASN'T RIGHT WHEN THE BOND QUIETED. once playful banter && constant presence now replaced with the roar of absence. she had kept her worry in check, kept busy, until the thump on their doorstep causes stomach to drop. without a second thought, she is running to the threshold, aware now of how her skin pricks to sense him so near but for her mind, the bridge to be so empty. dread, in all its heavy ache, is replaced with fear.

🏹__________      THERE IS BLOOD EVERYWHERE. in his hands, clutching a wound still pulsing && gaping; across his shirt; splattered across the high planes of his face. her heart leaps && then practically stops. ❛   rhys !!   ❜ time slows around them as he turns to face her && then he is tumbling down, down, down. she catches him around the ribs, her own hands now slick with her mate's lifeblood. down, down, down. he is too heavy to slow completely, his momentum too great to stop. all she can do is help him to the ground, pulling his head into her lap, eyes burning with unshed tears.

__________🏹      BLOOD IS THE ENEMY, BLOOD MAY BE THE ANSWER. she has no knife on her person, instead she uses her teeth to bite through the skin of her wrist, the taste of iron tainting her tongue. hers. her mate's. she is pushing her new wound towards his lips, begging the mother above that her healing power will be enough to stabilize him until madja can come. ❛   drink rhys.   ❜ order, gentle but strained. no sooner has she completed her task that she is calling for her handmaidens. nuala, send for madja. cerridwen, alert the inner circle the high lord is injured. as they disappear, she returns her stormy gaze to his . ❛   you're going to be okay. you're safe now.   ❜

[folklorebau]

love me in secret — eddie munson

summary: you love your best friend, but he only ever wants to love you back in private. one conversation changes everything for the both of you.

pairing: eddie munson x reader. fluff, two idiots in love.

a/n: my first eddie fic !!!! requests open <3

requests are open, check pinned for who i write for !!

♡ ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 🕊 ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 🏹 ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ ☕️ ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ ♡

tuesday night is reserved for movie night with eddie. “what do you wanna watch?” he asks, kneeling down so he can see all of his movie collection. you shrug, picking at the skin around your fingers until they bled.

“why don’t we ever go to the movies?” you ask, trying to sound genuinely, innocently curious but all that comes out is an accusation, and your tone isn’t lost on eddie who looks back over his shoulder, eyes wide, until he just shrugs, his focus going back to the box of tapes. “dunno.” he responds. “we could, if you wanted.” he offers, and you can hear the panic in his voice, the way he is getting uncomfortable at the idea of being in public with you, like that.

“do you want to?” you ask and he turns around again to meet your eyes which are looking at your bloody nail beds.

“are you okay?” he asks. “you seem kind of pissed off at me.” straight to the point, as always. everything has always been relatively easy with eddie, but loving him has to be the biggest struggle you have faced while knowing him. god knows if he feels the same, sometimes you think he might but he has never explicitly said it. he just lets his hands linger and his gaze linger and his kisses linger but school comes round and he is just eddie, your friend eddie.

it’s not lost on you that friends don’t kiss, so you guys must be more than, right? in the dim light of his bedroom you question everything again while he just stares at you. “yeah, i’m fine.” you respond. eddie cocks his head to the side and pushes the box of tapes out of his way, getting up so he can sit beside you on the bed.

“you sure?” he asks, an inked arm going around your shoulders while his other hand pulls your hand away, casually stopping any more damage you might cause to your fingers. “we can talk if u want.” he offers, smoothing his thumb over the back of your hand.

taking a leaf out of eddie’s book, you head straight for the point, which feels a lot like driving straight off a cliff. “we’re not really friends anymore, are we?” you ask and his head turns towards you, his hair stroking your cheeks as he does. the look of hurt and confusion evident on his face, worry laced in his brown eyes.

“of course we are, what are you talking about?” he asks nervously.

“just friends?” you ask and his confusion and panic dissipates, face settling into a smile, a rose tinted smile that makes your heart beat a little bit faster. making you feel hopeful, making you feel like stepping off the ledge didn’t have to be so bad after all.

“well, no.” he says. “i didn’t know whether you were ready to put a label on it.” he says. “honestly, i didn’t really think you actually liked me like that.” he admits.

“what?” you ask. “eddie, i don’t come here every tuesday and watch whatever horrible gory movie you decide to torture me with out of my own free will.” you laugh, turning in his arms so you can really look at him. “i come here for you!” you say, making him blush.

“you see me everyday!” he argues. “and i thought you liked movie night.” he says jokingly.

“i do! i do, honestly. but it’s not the movie, it’s just being able to be with you.” you pause and he senses the but that’s coming. “but, i want to be able to hold your hand outside of this room, have you kiss me, whenever we want to, i don’t wanna save it all for movie night and then pretend like it never even happened.” you admit.

“i assumed you wouldn’t want all that.” he says. “parading me around as your boyfriend, what would people think of you?” he says and it’s shocking to you how serious he is. he doesn’t even get sad at his own self-deprecation, he just genuinely believes that you would be embarrassed by him, and accepts it like it means nothing to you or to him.

“eddie.” you say and he looks deeper into your eyes. “i don’t care what people think of me.” you respond. “people are… people, well. they fucking suck.” you say, simply and eddie laughs faking shock at your language.

“yeah.” he agrees. “they really do fucking suck!” he laughs.

“but you don’t, so can i please parade eddie munson around as my boyfriend?” you ask him and he smirks.

“are you asking me out, y/n?” he asks, teasingly. “gotta say, kinda cheesy method for you.” he says. you pull your hands up to cover your face and he curls over into a laugh, enjoying the way you squirm. “okay, okay, okay.” he says prying your hands away from your face.

“yes, you can parade me around as your boyfriend.” he says. with his hands on your wrists, he leans in, pressing the softest kiss ever to your lips. he lets go of your wrists so you can touch his face and his hair and his neck and he can touch you back in the same ways.

[just-a-mer]

Short Dialogue / Interaction

Penelope, Telemachus, Odysseus

(ooc: context: Odysseus and Tiresias are to be married!)

"Odysseus, my love, what are you doing? Usually, you aren't below the surface for quite so long." Penelope's voice is carried upon the waves as she watches her husband poke his head out and swim to sit on the sand with a decent sized haul of all sorts of things.

"Remember when I told you about the wedding?" He inquires, watching as she offers a wave of her hand to continue. "Well, I heard that there's a ... custom? I'm not quite sure what the word is, but the point is that each type of nymph has a certain thing they're tied to!" He explains excitedly, beginning to sort through the objects in his arms. "I'm no nymph, but oceanids and / or nereids gather oceanic stones or clams... that sort of thing, for this situation. I figured it might be a sweet gesture if I followed their traditions."

Penelope smiles at that, kneeling by his side and turning his head to place a brief kiss to his lips. "Always the sentimental type you are. I'm sure they would appreciate it." She hums, looking out at the ocean and where the sky reached down to intertwine with the far waves. "Though, you really should introduce us, you know. I don't even know the face of the one you speak so highly of."

The king chuckles, following her gaze and feeling the sea breeze flow through his hair. "Believe me, it had been on my mind. I had hoped to bring you both to the underworld to meet them, but that journey may be a lot; even for me. Perhaps I can convince them to manifest up here, if only for a while."

The queen makes a soft sound in thought. The two sit there for a long moment, seemingly sharing some unspoken conversation before footsteps break them of their connection. Telemachus sits beside the two and places a basket at his father's side, sighing in relief at having made it down from the palace with little issue beside some exhaustion that came with two trips to and from their home to the bay.

Odysseus looks at his son's bright eyes, and his smile softens. Some things never changed. "Thank you, kid."

"Of course, father." Telemachus replies, laying back on the sand, oddly content with the fact it was going to be all over his hair as Penelope rests her own head on Odysseus' shoulder.

The king begins to vocalize a soft tune as he continues to sort through the gemstones and other sea charms alongside his family.

( full context here )

[polyghostfacehours]

Okok this is 🏹 anon I sent the Jen x GF x reader request I’m glad it was therapeutic for you <3 also if you could do a nsfw take on it that’d be rlly cool bc I’m like low-key invested in this pairing??? But yeah hey hi ily

You ask and I deliver. I'm so glad you love this Bow anon~. Since this is a continuation of your last request, I kept it Female!Reader for you.

TW: NSFW, blood kink

Poly!Ghostface x Reader x Jennifer Check

Okay so once you get back, all hell breaks loose.

Jen, Billy, and Stu were incredibly aroused from the moment each of them saw you. Jennifer's panties were absolutely soiled, and god she wanted nothing more than to rub her cunt against yours.

Billy and Stu were nearly in pain with how hard they were. Since Billy had come your way from home, he was still in sweatpants and the wet patch in the front of his pants from precum told all you needed to know.

By this time, you've calmed down thanks to Billy's assurances and Jennifer getting rid of the body. As a matter of fact, Billy's hands running over your body in the car on the way back had you rubbing your thighs together.

The minute you're back at your place, Stu throws you over his shoulder and they make their way to the bed.

No shower for you until they're done.

You're thrown onto the bed and your clothes are practically torn off of you. You could barely tell who's hands were who's.

Once you're disrobed, they pull back to really admire you. the blood had soaked through your clothes and coated your whole body. Your hair was still dripping with the liquid, and your face was streaked with red. The expression on your face brought it all together for them, a mixture of arousal and the thrill of a first kill.

"Fuuuuck." is all you hear from Stu before the hunt begins.

Jennifer moves first, grabbing your hair and tilting your neck back. She latches her pouty lips onto your blood-soaked neck and licks and sucks as much of it off as possible. You hear her moaning at the taste and you moan back at the feeling.

Stu comes to your other side and begins immediately fondling your breasts before lowering his mouth and latching on. The blood makes it even more erotic for him.

Billy gets between your legs and to his absolute delight, your pants and panties had also soaked through with blood, coating your cunt.

He goes to town. Swirling on your clit, dipping his blood soaked fingers into you. He's subtley humping the bed while he does so, it's that hot for him.

They work you over like that until you're cumming on Billy's tongue.

After this is a whirlwind of various positions.

One is with you and Jennifer blowing Billy and Stu, alternating and switching. They're absolutely wrecked watching you two look up at them, blood covered faces and hair, bobbing up and down on their cocks. It causes a mess, as you and Jen get blood on their dicks and pelvis' in the process, but they wouldn't have it any other way

Another is with you and Jen 69'ing, with one of the boys fucking you, and the other fucking Jen.

At one point Stu demands a bloody boob job, and you're more than happy to oblige. Jen and Billy watch this, chuckling and talking dirty while watching Stu shiver while at your mercy.

It becomes fucking bukkake central. Billy and Stu have gotten really riled up from the blood, so the amount of times they came on or in you was almost overwhelming.

Jennifer also squirted for the first time during this (which had you all practically cheering in victory lmao) and a good amount got on you too, so that added to the fluids covering your body.

The sheets absolutely needed to be changed after this. And a nice long hot shower was in order afterwards.

Hope you liked this Bow! Sorry it took so long due to my tiny hiatus. Thank you for your patience beebs <3. if you ever want more of this delicious quad by all means send it in!

[bearsgrove]

i have been tagged in this ages ago by @vixenlesbian i believe,, thank you ffion :^)

i tag @cheydinhaal @nordxz @lvllns @elmsreach if you feel like doing this 🐑

decided to do this for kaz!! 🏹

𝚃𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝚅𝙾𝙸𝙲𝙴: high / average / deep. 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙽𝚃: yes / no. 𝙳𝙴𝙼𝙴𝙰𝙽𝙾𝚁: confident / shy / approachable / hostile / other / depends on situation 𝙿𝙾𝚂𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴: slumped / straight / stiff / relaxed. 𝙷𝙰𝙱𝙸𝚃𝚂: head tilting / swaying / fidgeting / stuttering / gesturing / arm crossing / strokes chin / er, um, or other interjections / plays with hair or clothing / hands at hips / inconsistent eye contact / maintains eye contact / frequent pausing / stands close / stands at distance.

— 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐓𝐘. 𝚅𝙾𝙲𝙰𝙱𝚄𝙻𝙰𝚁𝚈: ⬛ ⬛ ⬛ ⬛ ⬜ 𝙴𝙼𝙾𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽: ⬛ ⬛ ⬛ ⬜ ⬜   𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝚄𝙲𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴: ⬛ ⬛ ⬛ ⬜ ⬜

—  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘. 𝙵𝚁𝙴𝚀𝚄𝙴𝙽𝙲𝚈:    ⬛ ⬛ ⬜ ⬜ ⬜ 𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙸𝚃𝚈 (in regards to profanity):  ⬛ ⬛ ⬜ ⬜ ⬜ ⬜  

—  𝐁𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐘. arse. ass. asshole. bastard. bitch. bloody. bugger. bollocks. chicken shit. cock. crap. cunt. dick. frick. fuck. horseshit. motherfucker. piss. prick. screw. shit. shitass. son of a bitch. twat. wanker. pussy.

—  𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓. christ on a bike. christ on a cracker. damn. goddamn. godsdamn. hell. holy shit. jesus. jesus christ. jesus h christ. jesus h. roosevelt christ. lord have mercy. jesus, mary and joseph. sweet jesus.

— 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓. contractions or enunciation? straightforward or cryptic? jargon or toned? complexity or simplicity? finding the right word or using the first word that comes to mind? masculinity, neutrality, or femininity? formalities or abrasiveness? praise or equivocation? frankness or lies? excessive or minimal hand gestures? name-calling or magnanimity? friendly or blunt nicknames?

— 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.

𝙳𝙾 𝙿𝙴𝙾𝙿𝙻𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙰 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙳 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴 𝚄𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙾𝚁 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁? almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never.

𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁’𝚂 𝙿𝙾𝙸𝙽𝚃 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝙰𝙲𝚁𝙾𝚂𝚂 𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙸𝙻𝚈 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙰𝙺? almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never.

𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂? almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never.

𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙱𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂? almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never.

𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚄𝚂𝙴 ‘𝚆𝙷𝙾𝙼’ 𝙸𝙽 𝙰 𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴? yes / no / only ironically. [uhh what,,]

𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝙰 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙿𝙾𝙸𝙽𝚃. 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙳𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝚄𝚂𝙴? but / though / although / however / perhaps / mayhaps

𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂? walk away / ask if that’s everything / say that’s everything / give a proper goodbye / tell their company they’re done here / remain quiet / they don’t.

𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙳𝙳𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚂? titles / first names / surnames / full names / nicknames. [that depends on the disposition and many things i guess?? he can be polite and address people with proper titles or their surnames but he will use a nickname or just a name when he loses respect for someone and feels like mocking them. and he uses names for friends and acquaintances. depends on how people introduce themselves, too. like when aloth introduces himself as aloth corfiser kaz will spend some time addressing him by his full name until it feels appropriate to only call him by his name. also when sagani introduces herself as sagani it’s clear she doesn’t have a surname so like. yea. you get it.]

𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚂𝙾𝙲𝙸𝙰𝙻 𝙲𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚂 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙰𝚂𝚂𝚄𝙼𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙱𝙴𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝚃𝙾, 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙷𝙴��� 𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙰𝙺? upper / middle / lower.

𝙸𝙽 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚈 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙰𝙺 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚂? accent / vocabulary / tone / level / politeness / brusqueness / it doesn’t. [he doesn’t have like super ~accenty~ accent but it’s both subtle and strange enough that people notice but they can’t quite pinpoint what they noticed. does that make sense. about politeness though: based on his appearance and demeanor people expect him to be bastardly, disrespectful and generally impolite (he is all of that but Anyway) but when he speaks it might be surprising how polite and well-mannered he is.]

[codename-freya]

TORTURE AND VIOLENT RP PROMPTS. // Accepting

@biskael said: 🏹 ( for any of your bleach verses . )

~*~ Her mouth was known for getting her in trouble. Kaisa was known for mouthing off, for being reckless and stubborn. Her captain knew it, her fellow division members knew it, and now it seemed as though this Quincy was seeing it first hand. The petite blonde was bloodied and bruised. Even with being captured, a prisoner of war, she didn't back down. She should have. She should have stopped, should have ran and yet she didn't. That was her mistake. Kaisa's emerald eyes still held her raging anger and spite that pushed her forward. She'd been immobilized, her zanpakuto taken, and even though she tried to fight she wasn't quite strong or fast enough to get away from the tall Quincy.

A pained scream tore through her throat as the first arrow pierced her skin. She'd not been able to keep quiet. Kaisa wanted to not show how much pain she was in, yet the watering of her eyes, the scream, and the panting all indicated she wasn't strong enough to hide it.

"Fuck you," the fifth seat spat and struggled against the binds.

Another arrow pierced her skin and she shut her eyes tightly, pushing the pain back as best as she could. A tear trailed down her dirt stained cheek, gasping through the pain.

"You won't break me," Kaisa growled, opening those eyes once more and leveling a hate filled glare up at him.

She was so small, so pale, but refused to bow or break. Quilge was going to have to do more if he wanted to break the reckless and stubborn fifth seat of the Gobantai.

[just-a-mer]

General Info

"Odysseus speaks like this." And actions like this.

Pronouns: He/They (interchangeable)

Tag: Siren!Odysseus

Out of character will look like this! Marked as ooc.

Pronouns: They/Them

Tag: Mod swims

RULES

While 18, NO NSFW (Suggestive/Innuendos are fine but nothing explicit)

Be respectful and remember that, at the end of the day, we are all just people sharing an interest, and that behind the screen, I am just another person.

I will not respond to any personal questions (unless its something simple like, let's say, favorite colors and whatnot)

Oc Interaction or asks are welcomed and encouraged!

Ship interaction or asks are welcomed and encouraged, too!

My blog is a safe space for anyone with disabilities (mental/physical), Minorities, LGBTQIA+, etc. DNI with me or this blog if you're going to be hateful or cruel.

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Have fun!

Other Blogs

Dead!Odysseus RP account -> @leading-with-the-heart

Multimuse Blog -> @mythical-meadow

Brief AU Description

In this version of Epic, Odysseus was born as a siren. Much of the story remains the same, yet with added traits to the man? mer? mythical? Nobody? - with quite a fair amount of digging into his past!!

General Tags

Art Tag: A fish!?

Other Worlds / Crossovers: "letter to the king" 🫒

Relations (Odysseus)

° Childhood friend turned love -> @thrpr0phetuseek | Tag: "I miss my family" duo 🩵💙

° A friend -> @totally-penelope-and-not-a-siren | Tag: "Curious melody"💧

° Adopted Son -> @wave-and-chains-bound | Tag: "Webbed hands" 🌧

° Another Adopted Son -> @carousel-anon-aka-alexander | Tag: "Ambitious prince" 🎠

° Adopted Child / Sleepy Interactions -> @sleepy-4n0n | Tag: "Whispering waves" 🪐

° Brother -> @jump-into-my-op3n-arms | Tag: "Brothers of the tide" 🌊

° Platonic Partner -> @notesbyaphrodite | Tag: "beauty believed" 🩷❤️

° Friends if the main feeling was annoyance | Tag: "Friends? No." ⚔️ | @the-great-emperor-commodus

Relations without @'s

Best friend: Polites | Tag: "Melancholy memory" 🥞

Brother-in-law: Eurylochus of Same | Tag: "Scattered scars" ⚡️

Former Mentor: Athena / Goddess of Wisdom + Master Of War | Tag: "Forgotten thought" 🪶

Wife: Penelope of Ithaca | Tag: "Bloody hands" 🏹

Son: Telemachus of Ithaca | "greatest joy" 🗡

Youngest son/adopted son: Astyanax

Mother: Anticlea

Father: Laertes

Sister: Ctimene

Other Interactions

Alternate Odysseus' | Tag: "man or monster" ⚖️

"Lore" Link (Odysseus)

Design / Refrence (Odysseus)

(REDESIGNING)

[just-a-mer]

Odysseus jumps at the voice, snapping his head to face her with wide eyes. His grip on the bow tightens but loosens just as quickly when catching sight of Penelope. "Oh, hey there." He pauses, clearing his throat and offering a small bow of his head in a proper greeting.

"I was just carving," the young prince explains, turning the wood over in his hands to show the design more clearly. At the mention of his nails, he curls his fist to hide them, saying nothing more on the subject. "...who are you?"

Young Siren!Ody rp/open starter! (Set in the past, of course. Little Ody will not know about future events, but the past... feel free to interact as your present self or as a past version too! Have fun!)

Genre: Fluff?

Word Count: 140

Tw Warning: None!

Odysseus’ small claws dug into the wood of his bow, ears lowered in concentration. His legs were dangled over the edge of a fallen tree, bare feet barely brushing the soft grass. The only other sound between the scraping and nature itself was a quiet melody flowing from his lips. While the lyrics were nothing short of a mumble, they still danced along the wind, carried with gentle hands to greet the ears of whoever listened nearby.

He paused for a moment to blow the pieces of clipped wood from the indentations, wiping the remaining dust out with the edge of his cape before returning to his carving: a series of designs that would not mean anything to the common eye. Forget-me-nots, feathers, scales, and a thick thread all woven together to create a partially completed design on the handle.

Tagged: @totally-penelope-and-not-a-siren @thrpr0phetuseek @jump-into-my-op3n-arms @1ceyanonhasarrived @sleepy-4n0n (let me know if you'd like to be removed - you are also not forced to interact /gen)