#「 ♛. ( short ) ❜.

[heroesoath]

Piotr was stuck in his steel form the entire time the Outback X-Men team were together and yet every single member ( besides Ororo who sees him like a little brother ) thought about climbing him like a tree and I appreciate that. Piotr was giving Logan, Ali, Rogue, Longshot, Betsy AND Madelyne THOUGHTS.

[mindsafe]

what does your heart look like?

KENNY ACKERMAN: a bird struggling to get loose; your heart can never hold still. it pounds against your chest frantically, always turning your sights to one thing after the next. when was the last time you were certain? the last time your life was stable? maybe this is how you prefer things. on the move constantly, not tied down to one person or place. you chase one goal after the next. can you ever really feel complete without a place to land? shouldn’t you build yourself a nest?

tagged by: @calcitration ♡

tagging: @pontevoix, @chaoslulled, @deiikara, @w4rche1f, @usagimen, YOU!!!

[venisontransmission]

Foster in the middle of all these tall/buff alternates, sweating:

[zobriezalarys]

i want him carnally.

[ocelberich]

. kaeya alberich has joined the adventurer's guild !

# OCELBERICH ━━━ private, roleplay blog for kaeya alberich of genshin impact; interpreted & loved by barely ( any pronouns ); affiliated with gnostic hymns.

portrayal notes.

as stated in the handbook, i prefer to use the chinese dub for kaeya's characterization though i will likely compare it to english & japanese dubs for nuance. though i play the game in english, my preference differs.

a slightly major difference, to me, between the dubs is that, unlike in the english & japanese versions, kaeya sounds more similar to a teasing, older brother figure that you know nothing of, rather than the handsome mysterious companion that i'm familiar with as an english-player. ( though this isn't to say that he isn't a handsome mysterious companion of ours. it's simply a matter of how heavy one mood is compared to the other. ) his inflection is different between performances, of course, but i rather enjoy the tone SUN YE chose to use in his. thus, my kaeya will be written with such.

last canon appearance is, correct me if i'm wrong: version 3.8, secret summer paradise, thus he will be written as of then!

though i keep a document on all muse-related dialogue & information that is constantly updating, i have yet to fully make my document relating to khaenri'ah. so, if you see me yapping incorrectly and want to politely vibe check me, please do! i welcome all vibe checks.

though kaeya's application was written exactly one month ago, i did not expect to write him and, thus, am a bit shy about how i may portray him. this is simply to say that, yes, i will make mistakes, so please be patient with me.

patience, too, comes with shipping. while kaeya is friendly, his ability to recognize certain bonds as real will come late and in due time as a result of his distrust in the world & and himself. while i'm open to shipping romantically, i'll be leaving that to ooc discussions before anything is incorporated on the dash. likewise, my headcanon of kaeya being demiromantic will swiftly be realized, as romance is a wary concept to him.

for now, that's all! thank you for reading and i hope to write with you in the near future 💕

navigation.

i. handbook ━━━ includes mun information, blog rules, art credit, writing specifics, & more! ii. character ━━━ if you click this link, you sell your soul to me in a blood pact because the about doc is nowhere near finished and i made sure to warn you beforehand iii. talents ━━━ necessary talent page, as of the affiliated group's rule

tags explained.

♛ ━━━ ❝ what is treason to the bloodied plumes of royalty? ・ 【 𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 】 . ( all posts that are "in character", hence the tag )

♛ ━━━ ❝ whoops! the cavalry captain without his cavalry! ・ 【 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 】 . ( all posts that are "out of character", ex. shitposts, maintenance, meta, etc )

♛ ━━━ ❝ they will know him as the captain with a crown of lies beneath his cape ・ 【 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐘 】 . ( reblogged art, including possible art by the mun, of the muse )

♛ ━━━ ❝ the incarnate of a hunted bird's misery ・ 【 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 】 . ( posts centered around a muse's headcanons, meta, etc )

♛ ━━━ ❝ to enjoy is to consume; to consume is to sacrifice ・ 【 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 】 . ( all reblogged posts with prompts, ask memes, sentence starters and the likes )

♛ ━━━ ❝ he is what a father has made him; what a nation expects of him ・ 【 𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 】 . ( all posts that are replies to an ask, excluding threads made from certain asks )

♛ ━━━ ❝ thread name ・ 【 𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 】 . ( the threads tag )

♛ ━━━ ❝ support tag ・ 【 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 】 . ( support tags for all muses this muse interacts with, always liable to change )

[iudiex]

the urge to write something silly and halloween themed for neu.vivi...

[cryopathiic-a]

"Thank you for looking out for me." (owo what's this (⁠ʘ⁠ᴗ⁠ʘ⁠✿⁠) post-stall keeper trauma!)

The way back was laden with a discomforting silence. Ever so often, some nearby cricket chirping or the occasional fox shining its glistening gaze between the shrubs provided some measure of companionship. Dōma had not uttered a single word. He could hear the rhythmic pulse of the boy's jugular in between each footfall. The commotion was long behind them now. Especially after several detours to ensure the way back would be made as confusing as possible.

His mother was probably sound asleep back home now. At the only place they could call home, anymore. And now Inosuke knew just what lies outside the temple walls. Greedy, petty humans. Even if they aren't demons. At least demons require the sustenance. Humans become cruel for the sake of being cruel. In that way, maybe the Lord Founder can finally lay claim to humanity as well.

He tells himself that it's his own benevolence stopping him from holding a grudge against that man from the goldfish stall.

Thank you.

The monster's expression remains blank, staring ahead even as quietly spoken words break the silence between them. He doesn't look angry. But the usual smirk is missing from his visage as well. There's a lot missing from his face, in that moment.

Without a sound, prismatic eyes creep to the corner of his vision, catching a glimpse of bag in the boy's grip. Speckles of orange fins catching a glimmer under the moonlight. His own creation shines the brightest; but hovers eeriely still amidst the bag, with the others circling it like a ritual of sorts.

❝ ... Don't put them in the ponds. The bigger ones will eat them. I'll give you a jar to put them in. ❞ There's no forced smiles this time.

[lionfanged]

also now that atticus is above forty + bcuz i have seen it in ppl’s rules and know it is a Thing(TM), imma announce it to the world very loudly that i will ship atticus with anybody over age of twenty, so beware of ye olde age gap nonsense on this blog if u hate that. once you hit twenty its that kind of funky area where there might be a power imbalance, there might not be! but they are two consenting adults and if you’re caught up more in the age difference than the actual context of the situation, then ur welcome to dip on out of my follows.

‘but he’s old enough to be someone’s dad--’ yeah and he’s hot, already has two kids with zero interest in more, and has fat tits. moving on.

[iilahalzili]

Oh hey look what was found in the files: Boy Band™

[heroesoath]

it's summer and this is still valid to post.

[venisontransmission]

"Every Vox ever is too tall."

[sugusshi]

ITS MATTSUN BIRTHDAY TOMORROW AJSJJS FUCK

[venisontransmission]

Calloway, like most demons in Hell, is much taller than Foster. It's a trait shared commonly among his alternates-- though he has gotten the short (ha!) end of the stick.

Foster is going to blame their size difference on the ease at which the other radio demon had to simply pull him forward and lead him toward the summoned couch. The room spins on an angle as he is moved from his feet-- luckily, he lands safely on the cushion, though he fixes Cal with a slight glare.

He's in a predicament now-- there's no way he can get up now without risking an embarrassing fall. Looks as though he's trapped on the couch for now.

"No fair. Yer' all way too tall." That does not stop him from complaining.

Cal knows the weight of those bags. He has them himself. "In that case, why don't we get you comfortable?"

Is he summoning an entire couch for them to settle down on? Yes. And once he does, Cal guides Foster towards it so they can both sit down.

No, he hasn't stopped rubbing at his ears.

[garagesesh]

HOTD Headcanons

i can hear the bells // p.1 & p.2

gif source

⤷ pairing(s): aegon ii targaryen x reader & cregan stark x reader ⤷ warning(s): mentions of sex, alcohol, general rudeness ⤷ a/n: please forgive me for Aegon 😖 part two with jace and aemond will be up soon…hopefully i acquired a hand injury today soooo… whoops lol

―✧˖° ♛ °˖✧―

★ cregan stark

The betrothal came with Jace after his security of the north and the Stark’s oath. You were to fly in a fortnight to Winterfell and become Lady Stark. You find yourself in tears at night but Baela spends all night with you, making you feel better about your new northern life.

You struggle but understand that you will be alone at your binding to Lord Stark. Your family is at the precipice of war and they need the alliance

The North is cold and sparse but it’s expansive desolation is half the charm. The cold will get taking used to

There is no reception and few words at your arrival other than Lord Stark, Sara Snow, and a half dozen of his men. It’s cordial and quick, as there is war to attend to

On the morning of, Cregan’s half-sister is warm and lovely, braiding your hair in the Targaryen way but dressing you in the Stark. It is foreign but quickly becoming familiar

As you walk towards the weirwood under the swirling, quiet snow, you mourn the absence of your mother and siblings. Your father, who has long since perished within the scarred halls of Harrenhal and Luke whose death still makes you shed tears.

Cregan is handsome, ruggedly so. He’s not the man you envisioned yourself with but he will more than do. You like his frost bitten cheeks and his long brown hair. You like the furs that surround his body that make him seem warm and inviting. He’s also almost a head taller than you, you can’t help the blush that creeps up your cheeks. You hope he chalks it up to the cold.

Cregan did not imagine marrying a Targaryen princess. But he can hardly look at you, for you are far more beautiful than he had imagined

He surprises you with a feast, not with any flowers or the grandeur of the weddings you attended in childhood but there is music, food, and people dancing. You learn quickly that the Northerner's like to have fun and enjoy a good party.

Your and Cregan’s first dance is nothing short of awkward but it’s full of laughter as he spins you around and as you step on his toes. His large hands encases your own as he guides you through the dance floor.

You forget about what’s brewing in the south and relish in the feast, while simultaneously falling in love with your husband

The bedding ceremony comes around and Cregan’s timid at first. He’s unwilling to hurt you. Sweet and kind, Cregan is not rough for now

You think forever could be lovely with him

★ aegon ii targaryen

The two of you have been betrothed since your fifth name day and doomed from the beginning

It isn’t love at first sight, not at all. In fact, he gives you the look of disgust when you first meet at his sixteenth name day tourney. Aegon makes it a point to make fun of your clothing and insults your intellect, of which he is lacking you muse.

There’s not many more meetings between the two of you before the queen suggests you acquire a room at the keep. You’re not thrilled but you cannot refuse.

It’s not until a month has passed since your arrival to the Red Keep that he decides to acknowledge your presence. There are moments in the months leading up to your union that he’s almost sweet, almost affectionate with you. In the ways that he touches your wrist, brings you things you might enjoy, or spends most of his time with you

Over time you start to believe that maybe there is love there. That you and Aegon can come to be companions and lovers. At least you can say that you are falling in love with him

On your wedding day, he takes the white and silver cloak adorned with twin Direwolves and crimson red Weirwood leaves and practically throws it to the side.

His kiss is sloppy, uncouth, and embarrassing. You don’t reciprocate instead choosing to wait out the shameless display.

Aegon gets drunk at the reception.

Far into his bottle of wine, he calls you the wolf whore. The northern barbarian, he whispers in your ear. That’s when you decide you have had enough

You’re sure that if your brother was able to join the festivities away from the castle, he would have killed Aegon

You go to bed alone on your wedding night, tears stain your sheets and serious thoughts of running away plague your mind

It’s almost dawn when there’s a knock at the door and the creak of it’s hinges stirring you from slumber, he’s quiet and tentative something you hadn’t experienced with Aegon. He crawls into the bed, but doesn’t approach your form.

He’s nervous Aegon confesses, stranger to the unknown feeling of love and respect from anyone. That there has been no teaching of what love could be or is. He admits that he could see himself learning with you

[lionfanged]

CURIOUS HYPOTHETICALS. // accepting!

@possets : but what if there's only one bed? what then?

" then we'll either share it, if it is large enough, or i can sleep on the floor. it likely isn't good for you to sleep on hard surfaces, i imagine. "

baizhu seemed the sort that if the bed were slightly too tough, it would break his paper skin and glass bones. atticus did not want to be responsible for those circumstances, if avoidable.

[tofeelthecold]

Now that the hunter was dealt with he needed to deal with any traps he set and that threat he'd made when it came to Stefan. "Alright," he said as he stayed close just in case he was needed. Glancing at him he frowned when he noticed the sweat. "We need Bonnie," he said, not really asking for permission as he pulled his phone out to do just that. "I don't think we should stay here but maybe we should until we know what else we're dealing with."

·̇·̣̇̇·̣̣̇̇·̇ ❉❯ 𝓢𝓽𝓮𝓯𝓪𝓷 𝓢𝓪𝓵𝓿𝓪𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓮 ❮❉·̇·̣̇̇·̣̣̇̇·̇

𝙎tefan was weak and tried to stand on his own once his brother untied him. He looked weak and drained. If Damon hadn’t come then he was sure he would have lost his life. He wanted to attempt to walk but wasn’t entirely sure if he could.❝ I don’t know… I can try. ❞ he didn’t want to loose too much dignity. He also didn’t want Elena finding out as she would only worry.

But he wasn’t sure if Damon would tell her. He stumbled a bit again.❝ I ..really don’t feel well. ❞he appeared to be sweating as well. It seemed the hunter hadn’t been kidding about a witch having put a spell on him.

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