#( VERSE TBA. )
"Even I am concerned by the details of such a statement, care to explain more in depth over tea, @achroanimus? I have pastries as well - freshly made"
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@dhabibi : kisses him right on the cheek.
after experiencing daily intense training that developed his senses past normalcy all through his life, it is not far-fetched to assume that the assassin rarely ever gets caught off guard. under normal circumstances, this is typically the truth, but when emotions are involved, the opposite is true. the way zouin visibly freezes for a moment reveals more than what mere words can say. mismatched eyes glance at kaveh's face to get a peek at him, trying to gauge his mood through expression alone, before he eventually looks away, embarrassment grabbing hold of him. “ .. what was that for ? ”
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@4heart / hi <3 (for south dakota!)
you eye the woman for less than a few seconds, you think. maybe it was longer. either way, you can sense that she's about to say something, and in the bid to speak before she can get a word in- ❛ you kinda look like a bitch. ❜
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@forebodes howard.
hamlin hamlin mcgill is not the ideal spot for a teenage girl to spend her time, but jade will take it. she’s made a habit of curling up in a particular spot in the break room while she pours over her school textbooks. you can tell when jade has been there simply by judging how the coffee supply has depleted. sometimes she wanders, making her way down to the mail room or the cornfield, as some employees oh so affectionately call it. most of the employees know she is by now, and she’s become somewhat of a runner for things like coffee and miscellaneous snacks from the vending machines. an afternoon can pass by easily enough like this.
while she’s on her way to drop off some snacks from the vending machine to some of the low level interns, she spots howard making his way down the same corridor. she doesn’t see much of him during work hours, nor chuck for that matter. their the namesakes, the busy ones, people she knows she shouldn’t pester. but a simple greeting wouldn’t be pestering, would it? no, she doesn’t think so.
“ hey mr. hamlin, ” she offers with a grin as she approaches, “ i’m here after school again. want a nutter butter? ”
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[ @flamesignite || continued from here! ]
❝Central, huh? I can't say that I've ever heard of that place before. Though, admittedly, there's places that I haven't been to yet as part of my job. Speaking of which, I'm Superintendent General Takeda Hikaru, and it's a pleasure to meet you, Colonel. I believe my rank would be the equivalent to a General, if I'm not mistaken.❞
She'll close the gap between them by offering a gloved hand out along with a bright smile accompanying it.
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no one else could have done what you did.
the inferiority complex inside him suddenly is flaring up, he knows where his strength lies. now often he thinks of what it would've been like if he hadn't done the mission, what if someone else who was stronger had done it. would they have suffered with the injuries he's suffering with or would they have come out mostly completely unscathed ? the white haired man shakes his head. “ no … ” he whispers out before a sad smile pulls at his lips. “ there were others who could've done what i did … but better. ” despite how he may look to others, he may look strong but tengen has never felt like it. it's not good that he compares himself to others but how could he really not with the position he's in now.
it's not anyone else's fault but his own that he feels this way. he tries to hide himself, tries to mask his pain for others sake & to not have others give him pity. but the pain is now being so visible, he doesn't try anymore. “ i appreciate your kind words @lotusgrieved , just having trouble believing them at the moment. ”
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[...]
"oh, you're pretty fucking delicate." pronounced with an air of don't lie --- and a little bit of wickedness, if only in laura's word choice. "i've seen you go into hysterics over a cigarette." / @readbetween
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"what's going on? do i need to call an underhanded coroner?" / ♡ @pu1itzer
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OPEN STARTER.
"hey !! no, man. no !! when you say shit like that you get me all riled up !! all riled up. i'm literally up to here right now !!"
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the destruction hadn’t yet settled. shibuya — a once bustling city now nothing but ash and death. a mere shell left behind by the rampage of a King. he stood , soaking up the feeling it gave him. he’d escaped that prison . . . that brat , his vessel was no more. he hadn’t chased the kid down nor had he planned to. not yet anyways , in due time he’d get the fight he deserved but for now he reveled in the feeling of pure bliss.
he looks down , four arms as strong as ever. there wasn’t a thing he couldn’t do now that he was in his rightful body. the preparations uraume had made gone to waste now as he’d taken matters into his own hands. normally he was a bit more patient but there was someone out there who needed him . . . needed him when he wasn't locked away. he knew he was superior , he knew he’d thrive without anyone but his soul hadn’t been complete since he lost his love.
sukuna wasn’t someone who fell in love nor was he someone who cared for anything other than himself. yet he’d been vulnerable while he was still human and yet he considered his marriage to be his greatest accomplishment in life. nothing mattered to him more than that. and now . . . he turned when footsteps were heard. he could feel the ache in his soul , the need to move closer and the desire to feel him again.
“ my dearest love . . . ” the king stood tall as he looked down. no one was around to see sukuna as he dropped to one knee before @fjaorhamr. not once would sukuna ever be caught doing such a thing yet this man had a piece of his heart. no amount of time could change that. he reaches out and runs a hand through the long hair , pulling out the tie in the process. “ you’re as beautiful as the day i lost you. ”
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❛ i used to believe in forever but forever’s too good to be true. ❜ [ have some more angst kekeke ] @humanremained
winnie the pooh sentence starters. // accepting
Elvóthien heaved a sigh as she settled more into the couch in Adam’s office. It certainly wasn’t uncommon for them to take their lunch together, but it had become even more frequent following his amicable split with Megan. She didn’t mind, especially if it meant she could provide any sort of comfort or support for her friend. He would have done the same were their roles reversed.
Their conversation had been idle, pinballing from one random topic to another; from work, to weekend plans, to Kubrick, and anything and everything in between. Elvóthien had observed that he seemed broodier than usual, but she didn’t think much of it and attributed it to his current situation. The cards he had been dealt were certainly less than ideal.
Slender arms crossed over her chest as Adam spoke. Of course that was on his mind. She didn’t blame him. The poor man had quite enough to sort through, that was for sure.
❝ Now, you know that’s not true.❞ Jade hues lifted to those of blue, and ever so did her head tilt to one side, curls cascading down one shoulder with the movement. ❝ You’re going through a lot right now, and... I know it’s hard. It’s going to be for quite some time, but that doesn’t mean that there’s not light at the end of the tunnel.❞
Shoulders animated in a light shrug. ❝ Besides, who’s not to say that you won’t patch things up down the road? Maybe a brief break was the best thing for the both of you right now. I know that you’re both under tremendous stress -- Megan especially with Mr. Sarif’s high expectations, and I know it hasn’t been easy for you with Pritchard breathing down your neck every second you’re here.❞ She didn’t have the heart to say it, but maybe the breakup was a good thing. He deserved better.
❝ What I mean to say is... Things won’t always be so bad, Adam. Keep your head up, keep doing good work. Things will get better.❞
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“ it’s not your fault , you know. ” isamu’s voice was soft, his fingers threading gently through logan’s dark hair. he stood before him, chest exposed, the jagged scar across his skin shown to the one person he couldn’t bear to hide from. sooner or later, he would have seen it — seen the mark of what had happened that night.
the memory was seared into isamu’s mind : the way logan had looked at him, eyes blazing with anger and pain. the metal claws had sliced through his chest, leaving behind more than just a physical wound. it had been unbearable, seeing the man he loved in such a rage, not knowing what was going on in his mind. but even now, with the evidence laid bare, he couldn’t let logan carry that guilt.
“ please. you can’t blame yourself for this. ” / @thewulverine
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satoru won’t lie : part of his gift would’ve only been possible thanks to nanami’s cooperation, somewhat surprised he’d entertain the more… spontaneous sort of ideas, even though a surprise party wasn’t all that unheard of for a child yūji’s age. still, it’d have to wait until evening ⸻ among the inevitable abundance of toys & sweets already prepared for him, six-eyes decides to offer him his own present in the meantime.
it’s far from extravagant or conventional, its value hardly likely to be properly grasped by the boy that’s still too young [ … ] but he’s quick to catch up on his knowledge of curses even outside of an environment that swarms with them. a talisman from one of his trips overseas, the most potent one in his arsenal to boot, tinkered with by none other than gojō himself to further strengthen its ability to keep even the most harmless of curses at bay. for the rare occasions he may not be around. sitting the boy down on one of his thighs, satoru makes quick work of tying it around the kid’s wrist & gives his hair a ruffle. “ ice cream & a movie of your choice? ...dad’s treat, of course ! ”
the boy had been brimming with excitement all week , eagerly anticipating the 20th of march — his birthday. it was a day he looked forward to every year , much like any other kid. while gifts held little allure compared to the cherished moments spent with his dad and the indulgence in sweets , he relished the simple joys of being surrounded by loved ones. despite having almost everything he wanted , nothing compared to having his father by his side. he was a modest child , content with little , despite his abundance.
as he glanced at his wrist , a wide smile painted across his face , his eyes sparkled with excitement. " thanks , dad ! " small arms wrapped tightly around his guardian's neck , holding on with a grip stronger than intended , as if unwilling to let go. yuji believed that this embrace was the best gift he could receive on his birthday. at the end of the day , yuji deemed this simple moment as the pinnacle of his birthday celebrations. with boundless energy , he leaped up , unable to contain his excitement , tugging on satoru's sleeve. " ice cream and a movie ? " he practically squealed , already poised to dart out the door before even changing into something new. " this is already the best birthday ever ! " without a doubt this was something he said each and every year.
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re: yellowjackets au.
there's already a lot in yj that's influenced by tp / just laura herself! for the most part, it's not very deep --- so this isn't that kind of post --- but i do want to point some of it out for people who haven't seen peaks, because i think it goes a ways to show how easy it is to just throw her in there.
so.
character tribute 1: laura [palmer; sheryl] lee. christian but not in That Way. the episode about laura lee's flight/sacrifice was originally titled 'fire walk with me' after the 1992 film about laura's, so i know for SURE that those parallels were not accidental.
character tribute 2: van. this one's really kind of just 'she's gay and they have the same surname, and every time a girl in horror has the name palmer it's for the same reason' but they'd get along really well. so she gets a mention, anyway.
lottie's powers, if you believe they're powers, are pretty much the same as laura's. the thing is, though, that laura's are tied to a specific group of Beings that i don't especially care to drag into this (even though they live in the pnw, which funnily Is Where They Are). i imagine she'd be able to be useful in surprising ways, though, she's bad to have dreams / premonitions about her own situations. if she tells you you should look over there for food, etc., you should probably do it.
(she is more likely to just go after it herself, though. she definitely isn't going to broadcast That Shit.)
the mall/mirror universe (ft. misty's dreamscape) is all From Peaks. misty's dreamscape is an actual set from peaks --- it's the black lodge/red room/basically the spirit house (where laura 'lives' after she dies, and one of the places she visits in her dreams beforehand). there's a lot of interesting stuff to get in here in the sci-fi of it all, BUT i don't know how much farther they'll take the concept of tulpas/doppelgangers, so i will not. do that.
about actually throwing her in there:
she actually knows a lot about #survival and i would imagine that's true even if she's been stranded in jersey for some ungodly reason, though she might not have so much hands-on experience. i always say laura was a boy scout and i kind of really mean it.
if there's something that may or may not need doing, and half the group is like "hell, no, i don't have a death wish", laura will be in the other half. every time. i'd say she'd be king of the other half, but that spot is already taken. so thanks for taking that off our hands, tai.
they're kids here so it's not like she's running around with EMT certification or whatever, but she will be at least as knowledgable as misty and has probably had more practice, as she is pretty used to being responsible for children. and i hope. misty is not.
i don't really have thoughts about her surviving or not; i kind of assume that if this takes off and i'm doing a lot of development with other survivors, she will, and if not, it's anybody's guess. but i just really am amused by the Very Real Thought that she at least wouldn't be one of the first to die. which is, like, nice for her. once.
and it's kind of... well. obviously not a vacation. but she would be at all times very aware that she dodged a bullet by not being home / from her abusers assuming she's dead. so i think she'd be able to be present in a way she usually isn't, especially when she's [gestures vaguely] that age.
she has tarot cards. sorry to all of you.
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OPEN.
"would you still like me if i was a worm ??"
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@grandgrief from here!
“You’re telling me I should’ve left ‘em all alone? I was just doing what was right.”
Tony, or Knockout, as her vigilantism made her dub herself, furrows her brows. Tension melted into confusion at the sound of her own voice echoing back at her, even if it was one word, it was enough to have her stomach drop. "My deal? What's YOUR deal?!" She's defensive, fists clenching. "I'm getting criminals that nobody else seems to touch. You working with them or something?"
Eyes narrow as he stares him down. "I'm not sure I wanna tell you who I am. Not when you can use my voice like that. What the hell is this?"
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