#🌙 │ ic. MooNs ❞

[cutekoala1001]

What to wear, what to wear??

(He always goes with the red one) 🎀

[alicornae]

@cxffeeshxp replied to your post “HAHA ! SHE IS UNKNOWABLE YET!! ... who is this...”:

Gojo: I'm really trying to know your sister

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[icebearfromnorthpole]

[sssscock]

staring off into space at work and imagining my hair being pulled and being bossed around by the hottest duke i know

[13xwishes]

YOUR CHARACTER:  IN 10 QUOTES !

tell us your favorite quotes from your character. give us an idea of who they are by the things they’ve said. then tag your friends. Tag! You're it!: borrowed! Tagging: @thuganomxcs, @monmuses, @apocalopalyptic, @strcngered (Abbey or Howleen), @sorcerymuses (Lagoona or Apple), @cxttynoir, @mechahero and anyone else who wants to do it!

10. Gigi:  ❝ Finder, As you wish. ❞ Whisp: ❝ Gigi, my sister... you have something of mine. ❞

9. Gigi:  ❝ I would love to stay. Experience what real teenage life is like at Monster High. ❞ Whisp: ❝ But think of all the power we can have. ❞

8. Gigi:  ❝ This happens to some finders. They get what they THOUGHT they wanted and it... changes them. ❞ Whisp: ❝ That's what I've always wanted. It's ALL I ever wished for. ❞

7. Gigi:  ❝ Howleen has a good heart. You won't corrupt her like the others because she has friends. ❞ Whisp: ❝ Here friends can't help her... if her friends aren't AROUND. ❞

6. Gigi:  ❝ You won't win, Whisp! Howleen's friends will stop you. ❞ Whisp: ❝ Jealous? You may have the power of wishes, but I will have the power over the people. How does it feel? Knowing I'll have ALL the friends in the world and you'll be FORGOTTEN? ❞

5. Gigi:  ❝ She freed me from the lantern. ❞ Whisp: ❝ So they wanna know where their bestie is. Heh. SHOW them. ❞

4. Gigi:  ❝ Everyone is welcomed at Monster High. ❞ Whisp: ❝ This one is WEAK and easy to PROMPT. ❞

3. Gigi:  ❝ Everyone here is so nice and friendly! ❞ Whisp: ❝ The eclipse makes me REAL! And then the wish will make it last FOREVER. ❞

2. Gigi:  ❝ You said you wanted everyone talking about you and I said 'You should be scareful what you wish for'. ❞ Whisp: ❝ Oh Gigi. You're a big of fool as those ghouls, chasing their tails inside the lantern. ❞

1. Gigi:  ❝ Are you done? Fine. ❞ Whisp: ❝ 'But where's the last piece of the magic mirror?' Boo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo. ❞

[king-ludwig-ii]

Everyone please look at the Miffy birthday cake my amazing husband @a-king-reciting-hamlet made for me last night

[lunaoritur]

" I got a princess face, killa' body, samurai NINJA mind ! "

[moonglittering]

You could fix GoW Thor

❝I'd kill his father without giving a shit and make him brunch, to be honest!❞

[pirataimperatix]

@ashortdropandasuddenstop

Jancsi was no longer the innocent 16 year old boy with perfect aim, but a man hardened by life. What remained the same is his accuracy. And when the Guardian Angel shot the sneakily advancing pirate while she was fencing with two other was her realization of time.

“It is likely that I will die first, probably in combat.” Rozália started strong, straight to the point as always. The privacy of the Vihar's captain quarters perhaps never had been this suffocating

“I have no intention of leaving the Végzet fleet to Jack, at best he would lose it ship by ship in drunken bets. He would get them back of course, but his nature hardly inspires lasting loyalty.” a sigh upon realizing she was quite literally making her will to James

“If I die before Liliána is old, experienced and most importantly capable of taking my place; I'm leaving it to you until she can. My daughter is my sole heir. I want you as her right hand as by that time Marcell would be too old to always be on the frontlines.” as harsh as it sounded and...maybe a little unfair as she wasn't biologically his child.

“It is an open secret that you share the right hand position with Marcell. I need someone able to take charge with significant experience, both regarding naval and pirate activities. My history books, personal notes will keep you updated on everything from inside information from courts to who is marked as threat.” her movements fluid and graceful, no one could ever guess she was currently 45, the Empress of the Caribbean seemed to stop aging in her mid twenties regarding both looks and physical health.

“After my death you only can trust the remaining Vihar crew. Those who have been by my side since I was 22. They love you too as family and would give their life for yours as they would for mine.” a brief moment of silence “They all learned English- expect for Pest, may he rest at last.” the old doctor passed years ago, on dry land. Not from sickness, injuries but from old age. “And you? Mennyire beszéled a magyart?” (How well can you speak Hungarian?)

“Having a commanding, respectable presence isn't enough. You have to be more ruthless. Kill who otherwise you wouldn't to protect my family. My daughter. Her legacy. Meanwhile you also have to maintain a certain level of approachability, settling arguments with none of your British roots and attitude.” an extremely double edged personality and presence requiring both empathy and the utter lack of it

“Until Liliána's position as Commander of the Végzet Fleet is secured...you cannot have children. If you end up having a child with dear Lizzie, pray to whatever God is there that I cannot come back from the grave again to kill all three of you.”

“No doubt Lili would challenge and kill them in a duel, as they would present a threat to her authority, especially if it's a boy.” a heaving sigh, Rozália didn't like this conversation the slightest, hated spinning rules for the man she loved. But it had to be done for her daughter's sake. A son while he's in command would be a disaster.

“Neither you nor she possess my...most vile traits. If you get someone pregnant, she would kill the offspring, but both of you would spare the mother. A loose thread. A spark that could reach a powder keg. A mother who lost her child. Even more dangerous than the whole Spanish Armada.”

“And...look after Lili. Raise her. Love her in my place as well. Prepare her for the future we've built. And...if she-” the Devil's throat closed, had to tilt her head towards the wooden roof to prevent tears from falling at the mere thought. “if she's killed as well, bring hellfire on high water wherever the fleet sails.”

“I...would be happy if you choose to enter a relationship with one of my original crew as Jack is, well, flighty. That's his nature. Of course I'm not limiting your choices the slightest, just so you know I wouldn't be against it. Vitéz and Ferenc already fancy you. Fancied since we crossed paths actually.”

A faint smile, not a long lasting one. Her pacing came to a halt before James, something she had to know.

“The fact that she isn't biologically yours, does it bother you the slightest? Do you feel any resentment regarding us not being able to have our own due to my infertility and unwillingness to die during childbirth again ? Would the lack of blood relation change the way you would raise her if I'm gone? Would you let Elizabeth slither back to your grief heavy heart and bed?” her gaze soul piercing, she knew how badly she'd hurt him with these questions. Still, she has to know. And will know whenever he's telling the truth or not.

[astralix]

Sailor Cancer Tags

Answers

〖answers〗♋ 『answering and conquering chores』

Chat/Dashboard

〖chat〗♋ 『chatting under the moon』

Ic replies

〖replies〗♋ 『replies under the moonlight』

Aesthetics

〖aesthetics〗♋ 『moonlit vistas』

Musings

〖musings〗♋ 『breaking ice musings』

Quizzes & questionnaires

〖quizzes〗♋ 『crystal clear results』

playlist/soundtrack

〖soundtrack〗♋ 『chiming ice』

Character tag

〖umiko himura〗♋ 『cancer crystal moonstone power make up』

journal/prose/story

〖story〗♋ 『writ in ice crystal』

Shipping headcanons

〖shipping〗♋ 『twinkling silver』

Nsfw

〖nsfw〗♋ 『meeting under the supermoon』

Headcanon

〖headcanon〗♋ 『crowned princess of bendis』

Verse tags

Main verse

〖main verse〗♋ 『neo queen bendis』

[alicornae]

  SQUINTS.

  is.  is there yet ANOTHER alicorn that her sister forgot to introduce her to or ... ?

[astrcthesiai-archived]

see? that wasn't so bad after all. (Sabo @ Miyuki)

She grimaced at the radiating, stinging sensation she got from the antibacterial ointment. The wound was not deep, but had it been, it would have needed stitches. The wound was wrapped securely. The wound would need to be cleansed and the bandages would need to be changed the next day.

Her boyfriend was right. It was not so bad. She had feared she would need stitches and she did not. She teared up from the pain, though, but any wound from a blade hurt like a bitch. That was just how it was.

"Yeah, thought I needed stitches," she agreed. "Thanks, Sabo." She got up to pull a tank top out from the drawer. She pulled it over her head and straightened it out.

[mr-ys-phantasma]

🌙 Moon Phases 🌙

Agatha Harkness X Fem!Reader

Plot: You have a past with Agatha, one as old as your ages. Your roads often met, but more than once, she left you behind. Now, once again, your paths cross, but this time; it is intentional.

Taking place around Episode 2 of the series. Might continue it if it gets popular or leave it as a small one-shot. Give it a shot and let me know

You were a rare type of witch, one whose path not many chose to follow; but not you. The very same moon you observed and talked to as a child was the very same source of your power.

The very same moon shapes you as you grow, your moods and natures shifting like the never-ending phases. Both light and darkness resided within your soul, one path sometimes more tempting than the others and vice versa.

It was under that that you learnt to do your first spell, that you practised your Latin, and it was under the same moon that you met her...

Agatha Harkness

Under the full moon had you gathered with her and her coven, to praise the Godess around the fire; bodies void of any clothing as your magic grew wild and free.

After that, you met again and again; sometimes by mere coincidence.

Your ever shifting nature was what had kept others away, keeping you confined to a small neutral space between two covens but never able to truly join any of them. Your complex thoughts that guided your kindness and also led you down dangerous paths became a mystery for Agatha to explore... to study.

The meetings became intentional, the unique aspect of your mind was something she welcomed and encouraged; the very first sparkle between you.

Sometimes your sweet words and smiles seemed to melt whatever ice was threatening to form around her heart; seemed to bring light into days her thoughts were too dark.

And sometimes, your mischievous nature assisted her with crazy plans; noses buried behind stolen scrolls of forbidden magic.

During those moments, sparks always seemed to fly between the two of you. Sometimes, they were small, hiding behind brushing hands and contagious smiles. Other times, those sparks threatened to ignite an immortal fire; fueled by long touches, lustful looks, and forbidden secret kisses.

It never went too far, and it never became something permanent. You learnt to live with it, also unsure if this could ever work out or if it was a momentarily escape from the solitary life chosen for you.

You never judged her decisions but never tried to change her either, even when you could see the dark path she favoured was becoming too much.

You opened your door for her when she first fel like an outcast, and again after, she had taken down her coven. You offered her your house and a change of clothes, a warm tea and a shoulder to rant.

Yet when she told you of her plans, when she asked you to join her... you politely declined. This was not the path you wished to take, and whether she was hurt by your words or not, remained a mystery; true feelings hidden behind sarcastic words and fake smiles.

Eventually your paths parted and the years passed by. However, fate seemed to draw you back to one another like two halves of a whole; supernatural powers trying to keep you together.

It never lasted for long.

Your door was always open and sometimes, those old sparks seemed to reappear but by then, Agatha's mind had been taken by a need for power.

Once again, you did not follow, only watched her walk away from you for yet one more time. More than once, you thought to call her out, say you changed your opinion and join her; or even try to shift her goal... but you never did.

Like the silent moon watching over the earth, you did that... just watch. You became her light when she needed you but never dared to take the next step; your conflicted thoughts and emotions stood in the way.

Somewhere in the future, she stopped showing up, and you wondered if she had settled down at last or someone had taken her down. Both scenarios made your heart ache, and thus, you chose to forget; lock away any memories you had once created.

It worked and you continued your solitary life, never setting for a place too long and never looking at someone the same way you would look at Agatha.

Now, you had a small business right beneath your little apartment. It was not something fancy, simple crystals and tarot cards for those interested. You also offered star and even zodiac readings, being perhaps what truly ade you famous amongst your customers.

The moon always guided you, the stars spoke to you even when placed on a simple imaginary map. The houses dividing the sky exposed their secrets to you; both of past and future.

So it was no wonder all kinds of people walked through your door; some more believers than others but all with the same curiosity about their lives.

Yet you did not expect that one calm day, the bell above the door would ring and a familiar face would step into the shop.

"Hello, Hon" the husky female voice you had almost forgotten reached your ears like the sweetest melody.

Your breath caught in your throat for a moment, before your mask settled back into place. "Agatha" you greeted her back, offering her the courtesy of standing up from the wooden chair you occupied behind an old worn out desk.

Her blue eyes locked onto yours with the same intensity they had all those years, invisible flames dancing behind your irises; threatening to mix and burn everything to the ground.

As you stared into the face you often searched for amongst the stars, that little locked chest at the back of your mind was forced open. The memories you had suppressed all those years flooded your mind, making your heart beat twice as fast as both happiness and pain dominated you.

"It has been too long" Agatha said, her voice acting like a beacon that saved you from drawing in your emotions. "Missed me?"

Her signature smirk was still there, eyes flickering with mischief and tempting pink lips stretching faintly; yours for the taking, if you dared to step closer.

It was then you noticed that someone had one with her. A teenage boy, stood tall behind her; trying to observe some crystals but his eyes often lingered to you.

You didn't know whom this boy was but your mind rushed to scenarios, wondering if he was her son; the product of love with someone other than you. Even if not by blood, Agatha had chosen it; letting him take your place after she got tired of you turning down her offers.

You were not sure and did your best to remain calm, not let anything show and not lose control of yourself. Your mind was both your blessing and your curse, its mood as uncontrollable and unpredictable as the rising tide; controlled by an ethereal power far beyond your reach.

Agatha seemed to understand where your gaze lingered, the teenage boy feeling slightly uncomfortable under the vague expression casted in your eyes.

She rolled her eyes at the drama. "He is my pet, not much of an importance" she explained dryly and then sent a warning glare to the boy, ensuring he would not utter a word.

The situation was delicate, it needed proper handling. If it was up to her, she would have left him in the car, one window barely open for some air but she couldn't.

Well, she could try but the boy was persistent and at that moment; Agatha did not truly think him being there would change something.

Considering how welcoming you always had been over the course of centuries, how considerate you have been of her well-being and how willing you were to help; even when a part of you clearly wanted to stop her.

"What do you want?" You managed to ask, your voice sounding as cold as you wished it to be.

The moon was not yet full, the tide had not fully risen and there was still power to hold everything at bay.

Her timing could not have been better and something told you, that she knew it. Never having forgotten how unique your thoughts were and how they matched the white moon that offered its light when the two of you met in secret.

"I plan to walk down the road, you see. And I am in need of a coven" she said simply, making it hard for you to detect whether she was even slightly affected by your meeting after so long. "Are you in?" She asked next, not giving you much time to debate.

The clock at the wall was ticking in sync with your beating heart as you processed an answer.

Perhaps this one should be different from all the others... just this once.

.

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

[13xwishes]

Harry Potter based character questions.

BOLD what applies to your muse: (Bold for Gigi/ Italic for Whisp)

Slytherin or Gryffindor or Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff?

Chocolate Frogs or Every Flavor Beans?

Herbology or Astronomy?

Charms or Potions?

Thestral or Basilisk?

Sectumsempra or Expelliarmus?

Hogsmeade or Gringotts?

Death Eaters or Dumbledore’s Army? (Neither)

Play Quidditch or Cheer a team on?

Divination or Muggle Studies?

Apparition or  Floo Powder?

Polyjuice Potion or Love Potion?

Bat-Bogey Hex or Episkey?

Butterbeer or Cauldron Cakes?

Diagon Alley or Knockturn Alley?

Tagged by: @sovereignreigned​

Tag! You’re it!: @ofthepuzzle​, @strcngered, @sorcerymuses, @snakesandmakeup, @cxttynoir, @mechahero, @chaoticxgays and whoever else wanna do it! Go for it!

[outofthiisworld]

[🐰💜] “MOON PARTY! MOON PARTY!! MOON PARTY!!!” <- Oh, would you look at that; Rex had started a howl! Both Arlo and Ophelia had joined into the fray— their fists pumping with each chant and arms interlocked with the cosmic contender on both sides!

“MOON PARTY, MOON PARTY, MOON PARTY!!!”

"Moon party, moon party!!"

[lunaoritur]

DOCTOR WHO — BLINK {SENTENCE STARTERS}

@vintagehcarts // “They were upstairs before, but I think I heard them moving.“ ( From Bartok )

" Mm. Dat definitely makes our escape...a bit harda'. " She's quiet in deep thought for a moment, before she looks up at a vent in the ceiling and, after running a calculation, she turns back to Bartok. " You t'ink you can fit t'rough somethin' dat small if I can get da' cova' off ? "