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[daimondea]

Thereeeeeeeeeeees my favorite tigress bitch <3 //ARI HELLO~! ovo

i’d say there’s my favorite fairy, but i try not to make a habit of telling such obvious falsehoods.

[royalarms]

ok. i NEED to work on clearing up some inbox stuff and old drafts 😭

[carnal-lnstinct]

dumbass x dumbass with goku?? ty in advance!!

3/3

This was unbelievable, really. For a couple of fighters who frowned at the idea of sitting around and staring at a TV for hours, they didn't waste time hogging up the couch and hoarding your new video game to themselves. Hercule wasn't kidding about it being the most popular versus game to hit homes but you assumed that was probably because he was in it. And the main character no less, using his tale of the Cell Games and the battle for the universe against Majin Buu. Including the likeness of the true warriors in those battles as The Champ portrayed them to make himself look better sounded like a crappy idea when it was first brought to those who knew the real story, Hercule being nice enough to ask permission to use their appearances and special techniques for his personal gain this time.

But then you saw the trailers and samples of gameplay leading up to its release and it was a real eye-catcher for you. You were looking forward to playing it

You just thought being gifted the game would mean you actually got to play it!

By their disposition it was clear who was winning and how things were getting tensed, the crowd of saiyans, humans, namekian, and...well, you’re not certain what Buu was, but they were all squeezed into your living room to spectate the current players and also play as their respective characters to see if their parodied versions were at least given some dignity. 

First they mock you for all the time you spend on video games and now they’re caught up in it. This had gone on long enough.

“I call next. Let me play, too!” You pouted at your husband, the obvious dominator of the rest. Goku’s eye didn’t even leave the screen, locked in his concentration as he responded to you.

“You said house rules were the newcomers play the winner. Vegeta has to pass it, he's the one losing.”

“I am not losing to you! You are using a cheap strategy to irritate me!” The Prince quickly snapped. With the raging energy coming from him, you were sure he was going to snap the controller in half.

“I don’t care who’s losing, it’s my game and you’ve been playing long enough! Everyone else is…” Your voice trailed off realizing that your words were simply in one ear and going out the other. With a huff, you marched across the floor and stood directly in front of the tv blocking everyone’s vision. You’re met with jeers all around, forcing them to pause their fight.

“(Y/n)!” Goku, antsy to keep playing, quickly moves from his seat and approaches you. “C’mon, You know you can’t do that. I was winning!” You squint your eye at him and fold your arms refusing to move.

“Out of the way, woman! I was just about to get Kakarot out of the game once and for all!” Vegeta urged as well but you ignored him glaring up at Goku.

“I want…to play.” You insisted.

“You said house rules can’t be broken, hun. You just gotta wait your turn like everyone else.” Goku leans over, holding a hand over his mouth to whisper to you. “Don’t worry, Vegeta won’t be lasting much longer.” In response, your pout grew. You waited long enough to even get the game, you’re not waiting another few hours to play it! With a grump, you untuck your arms and push your fist into Goku’s chest. Looking at the way you posed it, he arched a brow at you. “Really? That’s how you want to settle it?” 

You asserted with a single nod. He gives you a solemn look, brows lowering over his eyes as he nods in return. No one's ever seen Goku look at you in such a way before, a glare better earned by those he could claim as archrivals. Your guests watch more silently in anticipation, Goku tucking his controller under his arm and presenting his own fist to you. In a silent countdown, you both hammered your fists down in the air, shouting in unison.  

“Rock…Paper…Scissors!”

[erobret]

@palespawn asked : “Enough waiting. I crave blood.” ( halsin )

LARGE HAND GRIPPED THE ARM OF THE OTHER . not roughly , simply enough to stop the male from leaving the spot where they hid . he would risk them getting them found by the enemy and they did have to wait for the others if they were succeed .

hazel hues fell upon crimson . the druid knew that this one was a spawn . he had learned of that upon joining them on the road . it had not changed his view of him . there had been no choice given to him when he had been turned , for that he could only assume . he was not one to pry into one's past .

however , was it blood he wished to spill in battle ? . . . or did he crave it for nourishment ? gaze turned back to fixate on the clearing below them . ❝ have you not fed recently ? ❞ he inquired , her voice low and rough . ❝ if you are lacking then the strength for what is to come then i may offer you my own . ❞

[thevessaliuz]

"Jack...can I ask you something?"

"Umm.... Of course?"

[shadowsceptered]

@badnikbreaker SAID: " i remember ... everything . " from elise lets fucking go

The hedgehog pauses, flexed claws falling by his side as he turns his head to peer at the princess slowly. Those eyes burn with malice, with amusement, and with surprise—all at once. It's certainly something that's caught his attention as he turns fully to face her. It's a rarity with these timelines, whether its inhabitants remember the knives that had tried to cut this world's lifeline short. So it's interesting to him, when there are blips in the timestream, the eye of the storm that gets away with the memory. Few people did.

As someone who dispelled Solaris' flame, it does not surprise him it is her.

“ Is that so, “ he replies without emotion, staring at her intently. It's not so much a question than an acknowledgement. His voice is cold, but also nonchalant, hypothesising, “ And... what is it that you remember, my lady? “

Oh, the title seethes.

[slytherintragedy]

✩༺♥༻✩ ━ ❝👀❞

✪ 。゜ ⠀ ☆ 。゜ ⠀ ★ Answered » { Hermione }

✦ —   * ⠀ / ⠀ 𝙁𝙄𝙇𝙀𝘿 𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 ⠀﹕⠀ ❪ @bccksmarts ❫

// Still in the chamber of Dramione, with the slim chance of escape.

When Draco had walked into the prefects bathroom, it was empty. Not even Myrtle was hanging around, which he appreciated because last thing he wanted was the ghost to see him naked. So after he started the bath and added some bubbles, he began stripping. Once he was completely naked, he moved to get into the tub but stopped when he heard a noise behind him. Quickly turning to see what it was then his eyes widened when his icy hues locked on familiar brown. Didn't even bother covering himself as he quirked an eyebrow, lips curving into a smirk slightly. ❝Excuse me, this bathroom is currently occupied Princess. So do you mind Granger, unless you plan on just staring at me in all my pride and glory...❞

[multimusewonderland]

@darkcacaocookieandfriends says: "You're shaking like a leaf!" (Schwarz to Dark Choco. Gonna do both my boys.)

Left Outside

"I don-" The prince swallowed hard as he stared at the floor with a tensed jaw, trying his best to quell the shaking. Was he cold or terrified? Both? "I don't know wh-what's wrong with me- Or wh-why I'm- I'm-"

He buried his fingers in his hair. His long (currently still slick with melted frost) hair, which hid... bandages? As soon as he brushed against them, his breath caught, and he placed a palm over what he remembered was a missing eye.

Everything crashed back in on Dark Choco at once. The sword, the curse, his failure, the two strangers who'd picked him up, his father—

"...Th-the sword. The one I had- had with me. Where is it?"

[groazei]

@regulus-regent continued from here !

A CRUEL GLINT IN THE VAMPIRE EYES SHINE . this being held a sense of pride & power that greatly entertained alucard , making the count look further into his hateful eyes with his own amused one . ❝ why not try & see for yourself , little one . ❞

[fractempyreal]

I love putting my friends through emotional damage when I whip out the obscure Vergil lore.

[chaoticrebels]

✩༺♥༻✩ ━ ❝ I was supposed to be sent away. ❞

✪ 。゜ ⠀ ☆ 。゜ ⠀ ★ Answered » { Sebastian }

✦ —   * ⠀ / ⠀ 𝙁𝙄𝙇𝙀𝘿 𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 ⠀﹕⠀ ❪ @diemauer ❫

When the young witch sat down next to the male, she had no clue that she would've spent hours just talking to him about whatever the topic shifted to at the time. And while the female was usually guarded, she couldn't help but to let her guard down a bit. But for what it's worth, Anastasia didn't mind it at much. Besides it looked like the other could use a distraction, which she didn't mind giving because it gave her one as well. Though when Anya heard what Sebastian said next, turquoise blue hues flickered over his features. Studying them carefully before a frown settled upon her features, messing with her fingers as she thought over her words. ❝You were supposed to be sent away? Why, did you do something wrong or something?❞ She inquired before giving him a warm, gentle smile. ❝I mean for what it's worth, I'm glad that you are still here.❞ Was that weird to say? She didn't know but she didn't care at the moment.

[royalarms]

ok back to trying to respond to starters !!!!

[carnal-lnstinct]

tall + gentle x short + vicious, vegeta? :D

1/3

With your arms over his shoulder and his tall hair tickling your chin, your breasts were pressed against his nape as you scanned over the carnival amusements, meticulous in your decision for the next ride. You were wired from the last one that you wanted to keep up the thrill, though your boyfriend did not share in your excitement as much. Waiting in lines of fussy humans and fumbling through crowds of them walking every which way was already more than he was willing to tolerate, and it was starting to show in the protruding vein on his forehead. But he was a saiyan of his word. He came to the carnival with you, as promised. 

Leaning your weight into his back as you lifted onto your tippy toes for a better view, a soft shade of pink started to bloom across his face as he tensed up feeling the soft squish of your chest scrape his neck carelessly. To point it out to you would be an admittance to perverse thoughts in his mind about you, so he simply endured it with a strained groan as you used him to stand a little taller and held up your hand to shield your eyes from the sun for a better view of the distant ride that caught your eye.

You let out an excited squeal and flattened your feet as you pulled away from the shorter man only to prance around him and take his hand to lead him through yet another crowd. Vegeta didn’t resist, but your enthusiastic tugging without any spoken direction to him set him a little out of sorts.

The moment you broke through the crowd, a smell hit his nose and Vegeta’s feet stilled holding him in place. The snag on your arm almost knocked you back but you caught yourself and turned to look at him, watching as he observed one of the food stands. It was about that time of day. You smiled at him and moved around with a firm hold on his hand to pull him toward the concession stand instead. With your eyes focused on him, you misjudged your surroundings and a much taller man walked into you, roughly bumping your shoulder and causing you to jump back in terror. 

“Sorry!” You apologized, though you’re not sure it got across with the abrasive “Pay attention to where you’re going” barked back at you. You felt Vegeta’s hand tighten on yours as his eyes now tracked the stranger, brows tensed and jaw clenched. His other hand caught the man’s arm before he completely passed him. Before you could think to react to stop him, the man was flung higher than any ride in the carnival. Fortunate enough to land “safely” on one of the rounding ferris wheel carriages.

“Imbecile.” The Prince scoffed, shoving his freed hand in his pocket.

“Vegeta!” You yelped in disbelief, then turned to the ferris wheel and cuffed your free hand around your mouth as you shouted out. “H-He’s really sorry! Just hungry!” You found your arm being pulled and your feet following as Vegeta made his way to the food vendor, the crowd of people actually parting for him after witnessing his extraordinary feat.

 “Pay attention to the crowds, these people are animals.”

[erobret]

@noctudreams asked ( zant ) : "you confuse me and you're such a pain..."

❝ THEN WHY DO INSIST ON BEING HERE ? ❞ she almost wanted to outwardly groan but instead allowed the words to come out as a hiss . she couldn't raise her voice . not here . not when there were eyes on her . her teeth began to grind with the clenching of her jaw . why was she forced to spend time with him ? she wasn't a child anymore .

with the passing of her father she was to prepare to take the throne . did she have to continue with this arrangement he had planned since she was young ? arms crossed over chest , fingers tapping upon bicep as they moved stiffly through the gardens . her mother's garden . with it's hundreds of black roses .

[herok1ng]

gee i wonder who this could be

ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

[diviniadiaboli]

Anonymous came to worship : Kumbiah, my Lord! KUMBIAH!

Honestly, was it not enough that such a song even existed? ( Why did this individual feel compelled to sing it directly to him? ) Azure leaned back, years of experience etched across his face, as the lyrics of the hymn washed over him—a wave of distaste that he couldn’t help but feel. The Earth, in his vision, had not been forged to be an object of worship; it was merely a canvas upon which humans had projected their need for reverence, crafting the illusion that he was deserving of such devotion.

While he didn’t particularly mind their prayers, the excessive adoration had become overwhelming, especially at this moment. ( His patience wore thin, fraying at the edges like an old tapestry. ) With a swift motion, he snapped his fingers, and an immediate silence enveloped the space. Ah, much better. The tranquillity was far more graceful than delivering an act of wrath upon those who sang such tripe.