#❀ v. ｢ verse • undetermined. ｣

[merriemarvels]

[ ok so in the verse with @immortalmuses's Logan & @bothsidesofaquestion's Kurt

Kurt is 'Daddy' unless she wants something, and then it's 'Vati'

Logan is 'Unkie Logan' or 'Uncle Wolvie' unless she wants something, and then she whips out an 'Otou-san' 🥺 ]

[byanyan]

“ I’m done being baby; I want POWER ”

even more absolutely unhinged comedic reliefㅤㅤㅤ∘ ˚ ( accepting )

ㅤalthough they try to conceal it, the statement brings a glimmer of amusement to their eyes. lips purse in an effort to hold off the smile which threatens and they bite back the snort of a laugh that so desperately wants to push its way through — this is a serious matter, after all! (it's not, they don't think, but it's funnier to them if they play along and act like it is.)

ㅤㅤ" yeah? well, y'came to the right person. "ㅤbyan drawls, leaning back in their seat and looking elinor over. folding their arms over their chest, they appear thoughtful for a moment; contemplative.ㅤ" but have ya ever considered... why not both? power's so much more fun when you're also baby, y'know. "

finally, they crack. a grin overtakes their features, playfully amused yet not completely unserious.

ㅤㅤ" s'all fun 'n games 'til the cute one throws a wicked fuckin' punch. no one sees that shit comin'. "

[imaginarianisms]

[ 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 ] : receiver is hugging a coat / cape / etc. that belongs to the sender. / for nezumi from shion

❝Shion, have you seen my scarf? It's, uh, fucking cold outside.❞ Nezumi called as they pace throughout the house, footsteps tapping on hardwood floor, walking throughout the house from the kitchen to his room before stopping his tracks as his brows raise. @prodigum was really out here holding his scarf.

❝Dude, don't do me like this, we need to get some coffee. Let's go.❞ He will say, though, that he isn't exactly offended or embarrassed or anything. Honestly, it's actually kind of adorable but he'd be damned if he ever said that aloud. ❝It's okay, you can come out of the closet, my liege.❞ Full pun intended. Ba dum tss.

for you i would. || accepting.

[chosesun]

he's in town with his uncle when he sees her, his eyes lit up like the two suns that shine down upon him. "i'll be right back," he tells Owen, squirming away from his grasp as he proceeds to run across the shops to where he'd seen her. he knows his uncle won't appreciate his disappearing act - he never does - but he has to see her. she's saved him before, she's going to want to talk to him, right ? once he makes his way to her, he's out of breath, hands on his knees as he calls out, "hey !! wait a minute!" then he's back running after her, his feet skidding across the dirt as he finally manages to cross her path, jumping out in front of her to grab her attention. "hi !! do you remember me?"

@skywalker-sister liked for babu Luke uwu

[crowshoots]

@honeyrage liked for a canon dialogue starter!

ㅤㅤ" unless the ghosts just got a lot more lively, it looks like we have company. "

[itsybitsypeterparker]

@emeraldxphoenix <3'd for a starter!

"It's weird to think you were the one who tried to take over the world when I was a kid." TECHNICALLY, being under 18, Peter was still a child. A teen, actually, but saying it the way he did implied he was much older than he was much longer ago. Truthfully, memories of that day were kinda disorganized in his brain, almost if the memories were shoved in the back to avoid thinking about it. But he did remember the fright he felt that day. And the relief that was given to him from seeing The Avengers save the day the way they did. Nostalgic. After all, they were a big inspiration as to why he did what he did now, as childish as that seemed.

"I mean, I don't know if you contemplate switching sides a lot. Not sure morality is that simple but, y'know, just interesting to think about." He had his one hand under his chin, thinking, the other tethering him to a web upside down.

[ddarkroomm]

➰ after being kidnapped

From dis meme right here!

The drugs in his system were strong. He’d fucked around with drugs before when partying (not for a long time; he’d stuck to weed and alcohol since being drugged and put in a jigsaw trap the first time), but this was something beyond any experience he’d ever had. He could manage to twitch his fingers and move his eyes, but that was just about it. The worst part was that Adam had been able to feel everything that had happened so far, as the assailant prodded at his jaw, the hollow underneath— just out of the corner of his eye he’d seen it. The same trap Amanda had been put in, but with no keyhole. He wasn’t meant to get out of this alive.

Thick fingers moved his face so he could see it in all its industrial horror, and a soft, strangled noise of fear left his open mouth. Hoffman laughed and pet Adam’s hair. “Later. I’ve got Strahm to deal with first. The tranq will last until I get back. Gives you time to think.”

All Adam could hope was that Special Agent Strahm was close and able to escape. …and able to find him.

[universestreasures]

@devildukem Sent:

❝ So this is the future of dueling. I have to admit, I'm pressed on the new mechanics compared to when Pegasus first created the game. ❞ (For Reiji, since I see you're vibing with him or you can throw baby Yuya at me )

"Dueling has certainly evolved from Standard Duels, yes. It is why there have been various Duel Schools created to teach individuals how to master the more complex summoning methods."

The term his father coined upon arrival in the Standard Dimension that his son later found in the records are what he uses to describe here. Though, it was interesting to Reiji that while the basic form of dueling from his home world did not involve any summoning mechanics from the Extra Deck, the ones from Ryuji Otogi's world included Fusion Summoning and Ritual Summoning. This fact only adds evidence to his working theory that those from 'Domino City' were from a dimension quite separate from the four he is familiar with.

Should he refer to it as the Domino Dimension, or was another name more appropriate? He isn't quite sure yet.

What the pro duelist was sure of was that it seemed that his father's research on dimensions, as expansive as it is, was incomplete. The world was much bigger than even Reiji realized, meaning the potential for his father's interdimensional war to spread to even more places. Thus, it was important to learn as much about other places as possible, and perhaps...even recruit some allies in this difficult struggle.

"What is of more interest to me is that I have not quite heard of this...Pegasus you referenced. The original distributor of Duel Monsters cards has been...shadowed in mystery where I am from. My company has taken over some distributing rights, including being the only distributor of Pendulum Cards, but whoever created the game is not public knowledge."

[deiscension]

      ⌜◈⌟    ▌ ──  "𝐀𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐡, 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧. You'll give yourself wrinkles. Let's just put our heads together and we'll figure something out. It'll be alright, trust me!"

[goddessrisen]

       irritation  warred  with  amusement  as  the  petite  soloist  stared  down  the  other,  piercing  eyes  narrowed  in  suspicion.  plush  lips  parted  as  she  attempted  to  respond,  though  it  died  before  it  ever  truly  formed.  a  quiet, disbelieving  huff  was  her  only  response  as  she  finally  leaned  back,  eyes  rolling  as  she  did. by the gods, did kayn test her patience.

       " gods  above,  darling...  are  you ever  capable  of  being  quiet    ??    or  am  i  just  special    ??    actually,  don't  even answer  that.  you've  tested  my  patience  enough  already.  "    a  delicate  hand  raised,  pinching  the  bridge  of  her  nose  as  she  noisily  sighed.  hyeon-seung  peered  up  at  @withinchains  through  her  lashes,  nose  wrinkling.   " fine.  you  may  ask  me  your  question,  but    get.    to.    the.    point.  "

x

[zealctry]

@senjufound ( Obito ) said: ❛ i know you’re disappointed, but it’s for the best. ❜

Hidan’s expression drops halfway between the disgust lurking in a sneer and a petulant splash of anger ( not quite solidly rooted, but hot enough to be felt, and that’s enough to draw a frown between his brows ) ; both emotions sit all too comfortably on his features, betraying the comfort of familiarity.  the list of things he hates varies in length ( by week or day or even current mood ) but being patronized always claims a spot in the top three.

           “ and I know you’re shutting the fuck up. ”  his mouth stretches into a sudden smile. bright, all technicolor. the flaunting neon lights that nature splatters upon something you’d be wiser to not touch. “ before I skewer you and rearrange your fucking guts. ”

( it’s an empty promise, more of a venting thing than anything . .. . isn’t it? even when his fingers itch, even when he’s soothing his temper with flicking open/closed the balisong as if it were a mundane, typical fidget toy.  it's still enough of a threat to plausibly call the cops on him, should the mood strike, and cause him some degree of trouble. because the society he was born into is a fucking pain in the ass, upholding the wonderful tradition of guilty until proven innocent. but it’s not like Obito would do that to him . . .. .  would he? )

a shrug, followed by an annoyed groan.

           “ ugh, you asshole. you're a pain in the ass, anyone ever told you that? ”  the honeyed syllables leave no room for doubt as to Hidan’s own thoughts on the matter ( he’d rather expect to be stuck by lightning on the very spot, on this cloudless night, rather than receive a negative ). he rolls his shoulders, blinks, and his irritation suddenly falls through to a place where he cannot follow, even if he were to try. he doesn’t. instead, he breathes in, and the cold makes his exhale puff into a grey cloud against the dark background of the evening.  “ whatever. just make it up to me. ”

[byanyan]

⋆·˚ ༘ * open. (mutuals only)

ㅤthere's hair all over the floor, tears in their eyes, and a pair of broken scissors on the far end of the room. put simply: a disaster. an emotional and reckless decision made into an even bigger mistake by a hand that wasn't steady enough to do a proper job. byan is a wreck, still worked up after the events of the day, and now doubly so after getting a look at themself in the mirror. in this distressed state, over all the hiccoughing and mutters which curse themself out, they don't hear the footsteps approaching the bathroom until it's too late — the door swings wide, breaking them away from scrubbing palms over their eyes with an alarmed start. reacting on instinct, a foot kicks out hard, trying to shove the door back over as an icy cold panic creeps out from within their chest.

ㅤㅤ" get th' fuck out! "ㅤthe shout is combative despite the sniffling which follows it, holding a fury fueled by a now growing fear. stupid fucking idiot, you should've known better than to do this. should've known better than to do it here, of all places. you get what you deserve.

scrambling up from their sunken, defeated position on the floor, byan drops their back against the door just to make it harder for the one on the other side to force their way in. they can't be seen like this. not this vulnerable, crying like a pathetic fucking child, and certainly not with their hair in the state it now finds itself.

ㅤㅤ" y'ever heard of knockin' first?! it's fuckin' occupied! "

[vuulpecula]

      The trip thus far had been uneventful. Fox had spent most of the time eavesdropping on locals as her classmates drank beer at every pub along the way. It wasn’t that it wasn’t fun, for it was different and exciting, but she had signed up for the history and the architecture, not a hangover. On this particular evening, she found herself wandering the halls of an establishment that was once a laird’s homestead, a castle, that now treated them to themed dinners and pint after pint of original recipe whisky.

      Following a particular dark corridor, Fox found a window that illuminated the full moon. A strange occurrence considering it was still a few days off. The winds were changing, picking up from the highlands and she swore she could hear horses. She turned back, wanting to reach the yard to see if there were indeed horses and found that once dark hall now held torches. Strange. A chill ran through her. Places like this were said to be haunted.

      Following the path she thought she had taken, Fox tried to find the main room once more. When she did, or when she thought she did, she found it empty. Nearly frantic, she picked up the pace, nearly jogging until she saw another person, sure that her classmates were only playing a trick. It did not take long to find someone, obviously an actor of the restaurant considering how he was dressed. Perhaps they did some sort of play? Or reenactment?

      “Excuse me,” she was happy now that she had studied enough English to get by when lost. “Do you know the way back to the restaurant? I seem to have lost my way.”

✖ @runaljod​ ❤’d for a starter.

[empatheticxangel]

"Did you need something or are you here to be annoying?"

[crowshoots]

@atomiqueen liked for a canon dialogue starter!

ㅤㅤ" every time i think about doing that, i feel like hurling myself out a window. "

[lunaoritur]

" What it indicates is dat we are neck deep up Shit Creek with our mouths wide open. "