#💧 // ic.

[quinloki]

I have a little head cannon that most logia users have really bad pain tolerance because they’re so used to not getting actually hit by things.

Like certain sensations are heightened for example crocodile, ace, akianu(lava guy) or potentially even smoker with ice cubes or overly cold things

Aokiji does a little flinch so tiny you’d have to know what your looking for to notice when something’s unexpectedly hot

That and ace or lava guy get brain freeze a lot easier than normal people

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Don't mind me anon I'm just going to sit here and take in the idea of Crocodile, Smoker, and/or Ace chained up at my mercy while I trail ice cubes over their naked bodies.

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Can you imagine how Ace would whimper? You know he's the first to fold too. Smoker takes a lot longer but he eventually cracks, and Crocodile doesn't ever "crack" but you do get him to cum eventually and even then he's so stone-faced it's almost scary

but you can see him sweating, and gods are you gonna pay, but

Hnnnngh

I need some ice.

[techie-waterwitch]

She's laughing at the fact any Human mall thinks that they can really just Ban her!

Like she cares!

[lady0f-thenight]

"You're the first person who ever offered to stay." [@phantom0f-death]

Desdemona was sitting down on the stage, looking up to the faint view of the chandelier that was held up with glory with a downhearted look. A frown on her deep apple colored lips before her eyes turned to her dearest friend. Red Death, as he's commonly known as. Or even the Phantom of the Opera. Yet nobody knew his name...the Angel of Music's name.

"Erik..." The young woman spoke with a hushed tone, soft...smooth. Delicate as herself. Desdemona's hand lifted up to the cloak that shielded her head from the world around her- dark and cruel faced with such light and beauty that faded years ago. Her hand pulled the fabric back to get a better view of her companion, revealing the mask that dawned her face as well. Yet still that sorrowful look stayed.

"Of course I would want to stay... you're my dearest friend." The singer's hand gently touched the side of his boned face- small touches against the smoothly rough exterior of the man's face before pulling back. Her face turned- looking back to the chandelier again...almost if recounting the years before with such. Such despair.

"I would never leave you. Not even if it were to get back what I lost so long ago, my friend..."

@phantom0f-death

[everywarriorsboard]

Shattered Ice

Warriors Board 45/?

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[mediical-trek]

Spock had entered her room hoping to speak with her about what he had heard about her shore leave, what he saw was the damage, the glass and his friend hunched away in a corner of her quarters. Bleeding from her hands. The sounds of sobs caused his own pointed-ears to flatten slightly and soon he was rushing over to kneel down before her, dark eyes searching indications or clues. 'Bluebird, can you hear me? You are bleeding, injured, what has happened?'

// @starfleetsxvulcan.

Bluebird didn't give any answer to the Vulcan as she stayed hunched. Her injured hand stayed up in the air- palm up as the blood carefully dripped from the cuts and where the glass stood still in her skin. There was only slight shaking of movement from her injured hand as the other clutched her head tight. As if a desperate attempt to block something out. The Filisophlite only gave out weak sobs and mutters, but nothing really clear.

She looked up only once. Her eyes seemed so dull, a traumatic glazed over look to her eyes before she dipped her head back down- a bit of her blood on her face being washed off by the stinging crystal like tears she cried. Hair shadowed her red face...full of fear and desperation. Reliving a memory many could've guessed she didn't want to relive. The cheerful and usually sunny doctor was no longer there in the moment. Caught in some distant memory the Filisophlite wanted to forget. To not remember. Yet it still came back and haunted her.

Made her feel guilty. She should've been the one, not them. Yet Blue could only murmur the words through chokes of sobs and rapid breathing. Over and over the horror of the scene played out before her eyes. And while she didn't repeat nor make any of the motions she did from the past (she was a different species after all, trauma looked different)... It all came back to that glazed overlook. Of horror. Guilt. Unspeakable pain that has never. Never been on the freckled woman's face before.

@starfleetsxvulcan

[snwgrved]

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[magic-railr0ad]

💧 for Lilly!

💧 DROPLET — are you grieving something or someone? do you feel like you lost something or a part of yourself with it/them?

The engine's once smiling face falters, a horrified look in her eyes as her lips dip to a deep frown. Brown hues telling a silent story before they advert themselves to the ground- her skate wheels hissing with steam as she drops to a sitting position, carefully extending her hand to one of the ducklings that had approached with concern.

"Every day... I- I know that my kind isn't fully extinct but. The majority of my family- my brothers and sisters, any one in between, are long gone." Hesitantly, Lilly Belle carefully pets the duckling's head, whom gave a sad quack before leaning their head into their touch. Despite being a woman of steam and gears, the Dame's eyes prickled with tears before drips came down. Drip drop. Drip drop. Landing on the ground below her.

"All I have left of Yucatan is Roger and I... every Day of the dead," there was a painful grin, "We'd set up the Ofrenda with pictures of all our old crew and other Baldwin Locomotives. Nothing big, but we try to keep it in our sheds. None of our friends know... after all. We're just engines.."

[hcttrick]

*turns on the screen of his helmet and speaks out in a somewhat muffled yet nervous voice*

"...h-hello? It's very nice to m-meet everyone, how...are things faring for you..all?"

[voidhanded]

do you know anything about deltarune: chapter 3 at all?

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[the-rustbucket]

"I have a feeling some are going to point out GB's Crash. Absolutely he got the worst of the worst- I went to see him after I got news he was injured- I..."

"It hurts. It scares me. That could've been me. Let alone it was Greaseball of all engines. I don't undermine what he's been through...it's traumatizing. I'm glad he's doing so much better but, something like that doesn't just go away.."

"What I'm trying to say is; I nearly experienced Death itself. I don't...want to end up in GB's shoes as well. He's been through a lot- a lot he doesn't deserve. No matter how much he teased and taunted. I wish that never happened.."

[reach4thestarz]

"It's gonna take a lot more than that to keep a dragon down!"

[techie-waterwitch]

"My intuition was right! *Target Acquired!"*

[lady0f-thenight]

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[phantom0f-death]

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[mediical-trek]

'You did everything you could.' (AOS Spock)

// from @starfleetsxvulcan.

Bluebird breathed in, tears falling from her distressed face as she looked up to Spock- someone she didn't think she'd be trapped with. In a room. Stranded somewhere with no contact thanks to their mini ship running out of power. And the other human that was driving it? Dead under her hands despite her trying to desperately revive them. This was terrible. Horrible. It reminded her of Clover all over again.

No words left her mouth but her desperate face could tell a tale of pain- great pain. Her back soon ends up against a rock as she tore her weakened blue hues away from the Vulcan, taking a moment before letting her hair down for once from its braid. She pulled it around to her front- picking at a few strands before starting to weakly speak.

"I...I could've done more I- could've been more prepared-" The Filisophlite's voice shakes as she pulled her hair closer, almost like she was shielding herself away from the world. The Vulcan and her, despite how well Ambassador (Prime Spock) talked about their friendship with such great joy in his time line, didn't necessarily. Have the best relationship? It was funny, hearing how another version of herself and Spock could get along so well yet they fully couldn't. They've been getting better but- Blue was keeping herself at a distance.

Especially after accidentally falling for the Vulcan. Rumor had it he already had someone and- Blue couldn't give her hopes up. Thus trying to force a distance between herself and Spock- only to be where she is now. Crying and horridly vulnerable in front of him. Something the woman didn't want. Why must the gods forsaken her?

"You're right. You were always right- I wasn't ready. I shouldn't even be here-" a hand went up to cover one of her eyes as she trembled.

@starfleetsxvulcan

[nubian-spear]

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