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starter for @h3llslinger
It's bloody miserable and cold. The chill clings to Serendipity, even after the door to the inn closes. He hardly hears anything spoken between his companion and the innkeep -- or, rather, doesn't care to listen in. He focuses instead on the warmth of the fire, trying to warm his hands. Trying not to shiver too pitifully in front of the inn's few patrons.
When the door to their room for the night is opened, the prince is nearly overcome with sweet relief. He sets his bag down, and starts to unclasp his cloak, when he pauses. Notes the sole bed in the room.
" There wasn't -- anything else available? "
#h3llslinger#serendipity: starter.#v; tbd.#//i hope this is okay!#//left it a bit open w the classic: there was only one bed
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"You'd be Queen of Jotenheim, not Asgard. Odin would never consider a Jotun a true king. Even one small as I." (Frost giant Loki, also sir you are like 6'4 shut up)
"You say that as if I'm supposed to turn away in fear, or anger. . ." Her hand reaches out to gently rest against his arm, her oceanic gaze meeting his now vermilion. "I love you, Loki. Frost Giant, Aesir, or even if you were a mere mortal. I've proved time and time again that my heart is yours. What must I do for you to finally trust me?"
#v; tbd.#kingofdarkness#;give me the burden ~ give me the blame {answered}#|| this man is literally two feet taller than her#|| we don't wanna hear it XD
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👀from zeal uwu
Send 👀 to walk in on my muse naked
He’s no idea how he’s managed this. It has Serendipitous beyond giddy, having managed to steal off with the circus like this. He wouldn’t be staying for too long, certainly not…just as long as he can get away with. As long as a diplomatic trip would afford him.
The prince finds himself as excited as a child during a sleepover. He’s just come back from rinsing off in a spring — a spring, of all places! — when he turns around to nearly knock Zeal over.
“ Oh! Gods, sorry — “ Serendipity’s cheeks turn a brighter shade of pink as he recognizes the other tiefling. “ Just, need to get into some sleeping clothes…I’m so sorry again — “
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↪ memes / accepting!
@riiese said: ❛ i could keep you safe. they are all afraid of me. ❜ - Ingvar
“i don't see why. you've been nothing but a gentleman to me.” she's deliberately ignoring the complete obvious.
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♔ — memes / accepting!
@lockedtowers (cassie) said: “do you think me a magician?”
“You performed a magic trick.” She smiles. “By definition, you are a magician.”
#lucy vc: there's a sciency explanation for this i just know it...#ic; answers.#v; tbd.#lockedtowers#int; lockedtowers (cassie).
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@respondedinkind didn't ask for this but shh<3
Silence befell the two momentarily, save for strained lungs and a voiceless wind. In the space, a moment, she swore that she watched him fall, chased the light from his eyes-- felt him slip through her fingers like sand. The rush of battle bested her this time, and she was relieved for her mistake-- but drained, overwhelmed. Yet Vega forbade the sob that threatened to wrack her body, silencing it by burying her face into the contour of his neck.
"Thought I lost you,” choked the words from lips with barely the time to part; they clung to the soft tissue of her esophagus, cutting deeper than any wound that Marcus or Section 31 could ever, ever dream to inflict. Shivers ran rampant through her spine, emotional in origin; the stone had fallen away and she no longer knew what held her together.
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@northernforces || liked for a starter
Sigyn hummed softly as sat in the meadows just outside the city, making flower crowns for no particular reason at all other than just feeling like it. However, she could feel someone watching her, and she knew exactly who it was. “Loki, I know you’re there,” The goddess called out in a sing-songy voice which was then followed by a soft chuckle. That man could never fool her. “Come sit with me.”
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“Close your eyes and count backwards from ten. Breathe, in and out - That’s right. I’m here, I’m here…” [For Steven]
his eyes squeeze shut, too tightly to really be that effective, and he staggers, all but folding in on himself as he sinks to the floor. he’s still in his mr. knight suit, the mask discarded, his white gloves stained with red. this is not the first time he’s killed something—or someone—while doing work for khonshu, but it’s the first time it was someone quite so human. when the reality of it hit him, his chest felt like it caved in, and he’d immediately stumbled his way to somewhere that seemed safe.
thera’s place.
and when the door shut, he’d tugged off his mask rather than hiding the suit away, tossing the fabric away and unveiling his shaking hands and shell-shocked face. he’s certain she’ll ask, in a moment, what’s wrong with him (if she hasn’t already, and he was simply too out of it notice) but for now he tries to focus on her instructions. “ten,” he stutters out. “nine…eight…”
his breathing is uneven. he has to bite his tongue to keep from screaming.
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𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝.
@elemosyna asked: ❝ nighning ! ❞ the child called out sweetly as the pitter patter of little feet could be heard. a gliding leap as the little princess hurled herself at the woman's leg. once upon her destination little arms reach to hug at her.
𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 '𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 && subordinates are neither hushed nor of exceeding importance. Merely the coordination of the rounds && the efficiency required therein. A standard to be upheld; a fitting life for one seeking out structure. But this is interrupted in the midst of youthful interjection. A bounding bundle of joy that makes a beeline to where the knight stands. Bewilderment crosses midst ultramarine, eyes stained with the tidings of war. But there is something of this innocence that pushes her onward. A civil servant to this kingdom. "Slow down." A demand that meets no response. Only the collision of small frame to armored limb. There's a minor shift in the warrior's leg just prior. A small twist that would see the other is not harmed by the sharp edges of plating. A tuft of breath ensues, a minor huff that pairs with the way her eyes settle. && there's almost a helplessness that finds itself flitting to a lack of company (fellow knights long since slinking away). Furrowed brows are a momentary thing at best before expression shifts to something more fitting for a child to see. Soft, but not coddling. && while there is hesitance in Lightning, she sees fit to lower to the child's level. A kneel so that she may be on the small one's level. "It won't do anyone any good if you get yourself hurt in that kind of a hurry." The tip of her index taps gingerly against the tip of tiny nose. It's a simple gesture && meant only to garner the attention of the youth therein, sweet as it may be perceived. && even as there may be steel in her voice---she means well.
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“oh...okey dokey, then.” lucy visibly relaxes at the news, shoulders falling slightly as she stops her nervous glancing around and refocuses her attention on forrest. “is that something you can turn on and off, or do you just always see them when they're around, whether you like it or not?”
he takes a quick glance around the room. usually, it’s not hard to find a ghost, but right now? “not right now. kinda quiet, here.” and maybe that was the reason he decided to say something now. it's even more awkward when one of said dead people is looking over your shoulder. "just kinda. in general, i meant."
#ic; replies.#ghospoke#int; lucy & forrest.#v; tbd.#him: i see dead people...#lucy's scientific curiosity: *kill bill sirens*
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starter for @championsofthegate
It's nice, being able to settle into the comfort of the Elfsong Tavern. Serendipity wastes no time in familiarizing himself with the softness of the beds offered to them -- for free, by the way. The perks of knowing how to say just the right thing at the right time.
He sits now in one of the nice chairs, feet tucked under him as he opens a book. His eyes skim the words for a moment before he looks up at Gale. He's...a bit too excited to read at this very moment.
" So, what's to be expected at this Sorcerous Sundries? " he asks, tilting his head. " Can't say I've ever been, myself. "
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open starter.
"Do we have to do this now?" She asks, refusing to look at the other. Of course, she felt guilty for what she said and how she said it. However, she knew she was right and allowed her pride to get the best of her. "I already told you I'm not apologizing. I said what I said."
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👀+ reverse from azariel
Send 👀 to walk in on my muse naked ( + reverse for all that good stuff )
Perhaps his curiosity would be the death of him, as so many were eager to tell him. Poking his nose where it didn’t belong — at best it got him a firm smack on the wrist. Did that stop him, though? Certainly not.
Especially not when there were whispers of such an interesting new guest welcomed into the palace. Serendipity had caught whispers of them from passing servants. He had the most curious wings sprouting from his face, an unfamiliar aura around him…and had mentioned a dragon, somewhere.
It was no surprise that he would become the Queen’s esteemed guest.
Serendipity finds himself creeping down the hallway, not quite pressed to the wall, but his footsteps are whisper-soft. He presses a hand to the door of the guest room — not unlocked —
And finds himself face to face with a naked aasimar.
“ I — apologies, “ the prince manages, averting his gaze and moving to close the door. “ Afraid I never learned to knock, I’ll — give you your privacy… “
#roll4fate#letters; answered.#v; tbd.#//oh u Know the Angemonts would be smitten w a demigod dragon rider
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↪ memes / accepting!
@wildideas said: “that’s no ordinary darkness. it feels powerful… and familiar.” (wanda)
“what exactly do you mean by familiar?”
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♔ — memes / accepting!
@hauntfilm said: “you wanna see childish? how about this?” (imagine them pushing something off a table like a cat)
“Wait, don't—!” Lucy dives forward, catching the device just before it can hit the floor and slamming her knees pretty hard in the process. She flinches, and frowns up at the other as she climbs back to her feet. “I didn't really need the demonstration...”
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@cosmicrising asked “My body is burning with the shame of not belonging.” ( from Stephen Strange :) )
Sigyn gently rested her hand on the doctor’s shoulder in a gesture of comfort, for she knew that feeling all too well herself. “You are not alone in feeling that way...” She says quietly, her own emotions burning in her throat. The goddess wasn’t sure what to say, they had all been through so much-- words did not seem like enough. “I’m sorry..”
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