#ColdEmbrace

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[nctrnm]

#NowPlaying: "Solitude's Cold Embrace by Siegfried Jünger - A dark ambient piece for soundtrack" by TGSS/Langsämmer /Jünger/ Laxá/The Dark Messiahs

[verseandvisionchronicles]

Shadows Unveiled

In the shadows where I roam, Life's lessons, I've never known. No warmth of love, just cold and stark, In a world where shadows mark.

Never learned the dance of life, Love's embrace, a distant strife. In icy winds and darkened air, I tread through a world unfair.

A heart untouched, a love unnamed, In echoes of shadows framed. No warmth to melt the frost inside, Frozen, where should I confide?

Held by coldness, shadows near, My story unfolds, crystal clear. A pupil lost in life's grand theme, I've been the shade, not in between.

[juhnkit]

Motivational Music in the Morning ... #Testament, #ColdEmbrace ... from #TheDarkRootsOfEarth [Official Audio Track] (2012) #MMitM1

[deviilsflower]

@coldembrace said: she should have been in ragnarok. maybe then hela would have stopped and just held her all "aww it's okay babe"

“PLEASE DON’T BREAK THOR’S HAMMER, HIS EYE, AND ALL OF ASGARD.” 

[ircnego---a]

coldembrace replied to your post: @coldembrace  I DONT KNOW HOW THIS HAPPEN BUT HELA...

Tony=Hela’s guilty pleasure

Tony should be scared. but you know what he’s just turn on more from this god than the other two.

sorry Thor and Loki. 

[klyntarvenom-old]

how long had it been since they met anyone from another planet? years ago - maybe, back before they were OUTCASTED from their own race. before they went FERAL ( maybe ), but now? all they had was EDDIE. their host - the one who gave them HISTORY and anger. their host was all that they WERE and in the same roll of fate their HOST was them ( that was simply how it was ). 

still, their head TILTED at the other; they had power. that much the klyntar could tell with out much effort. that much THEY personally knew with out having to guess. they could FEEL it. “who... are... you?”

// @coldembrace

[verseandvisionchronicles]

Shadows of Solitude: A Dance with Fear in the Cold Embrace of Night

In the hushed depths of the night, where shadows pirouette in sync with elusive echoes of silence, a profound and haunting fear dwells. It's the dread of succumbing to slumber within the darkness, where the frigid tendrils of isolation cocoon the delicate threads of consciousness. In this realm of obsidian, the absence of warmth becomes an ally to the chilling solitude permeating the essence of existence.

The darkness, an abstract canvas daubed with the ink of the unknown, stretches boundlessly into the recesses of the mind. A void that murmurs secrets untold, whispers reverberating through the corridors of a restless soul. As night descends, it transforms into an inky ocean, vast and impenetrable, solace found solely in the company of one's own thoughts.

Within the icy clasp of solitude, the mind assumes the role of a reluctant voyager, navigating the expansive uncertainties. Every stride into the abyss is met with a shiver, an acknowledgment of the chilling reality—no one to share the journey, no witness to the silent unraveling of the self.

Coldness transcends physicality, becoming a spectral presence weaving into the fabric of emotions. The icy touch of loneliness, a tangible reminder of the widening void with each fleeting moment. The fear of utter aloneness, bereft of companionship, manifests as frost settling upon the heart, numbing its beats beneath the weight of isolation.

As night advances, darkness deepens, and coldness heightens, a yearning emerges—a desperate crave for a warm hand to grasp, for a comforting presence amid vast emptiness. Yet, the abyss persists, and the fear endures, casting a lingering shadow over dreams unfolding in the fragile sanctuary of sleep.

Thus, in the intangible weave of darkness and coldness, the apprehension of drifting into slumber finds its origin—an elusive unease surpassing the tangible, delving into the complexities of the human soul. It lingers, casting a subtle pallor over waking hours, a silent plea in the quiet of the night—a heart beating in solitude, yearning for a dawn promising the warmth of connection in the vast enigma of the unknown.

[dreamtlightning]

What really happened between Thor and Jane?

* /  INTERVIEW THOR  //     always accepting !   ------- @coldembrace

                          ‘   she  didn’t  dump  me  ,  i  dumped  her  —  it  was  a  mutual  dumping  .   ’   jane  left  thor  because  (nat.alie  port.man’s  contract  ended)      thor  was  preoccupied  with  several  things  he  easily  put  way  above  their  relationship  .  they  weren’t  able  to  see  each  other  as  often  ,  or  at  all  .  also  ,  thor  is  a  long-term  thinker  ---    meaning  one  year  of  not  seeing  each  other  barely  meant  anything  to  him  compared  to  what  it  meant  for  jane  .    consider  him  a  boo  boo  the  fool  but  it  was  the  best  for  both  of  them  .

[serratedlight-a]

“It’s true. All of it.”

kylo ren hummed, “ i’m impressed. ” he murmured. “ i heard a great deal about you. ” he said and stepped forward. “ your power. it’s intriguing. ”

[ircnego---a]

@coldembrace  || somewhat plotted starter. 

                 Now Tony couldn’t help but have a little fun with this. He has had both Loki and Thor in his home before for parties. But this was going to be a hard one to please. Tony has heard plenty of things from her brothers that she liked to be treated like a Queen. and sure enough, if anyone could treat her like one it was going to be Tony. Though the moment she and the rest walked in, he couldn’t help but greeted them and slowly made his way over to the woman dressed in black. 

as he made his way over to her, he couldn’t help but placed his charming smile a crossed his face, with a glass of Wine -- one of the best he could offer for someone like her. He knew he should be scared of her, but part of him thought that it was the thrill of it. Stepping up to her he couldn't help but bow her head and smiled softly. Offering her the glass, hopefully, she was willing to take it. 

                          “ I’m Glad you can make it Hela. I’ve heard plenty of things about you from your brother. --- But Ah, not to be any ruder than I already am, I’m Tony. this is such a pleasure to meet you.” 

[klyntarvenom-old]

  “perhaps.” or maybe it was the other way around. the klyntar loved to be talkative. even more so these days, but for the moment? it was silent. something that seemed to unnerve eddie more than he would like to admit. “or you could be losing your touch.”

// @coldembrace xxx

[billiondollarbat]

🔪

Send me 🔪 to put a knife to my muse’s throat and see how they react.

Bruce never saw the infatuation with knives. They were useful, but he didn’t see the appeal for it. Especially not as threat tactic. By looking at this woman, he was sure she was more capable than just a knife, yet here she is holding it to the base of his throat.

His eyes blankly focus on her, he takes a slow breath with a sigh. Almost disappointed. And then he moves within a second and has the knife tossed over the ledge of the building and her arm twisted sharply behind her back.

By the power in just going through the motion, he felt that she was more allowing him to move her than actually being moved. It was a rather common sensation for Bruce recently with the influx of heroes and villains alike. Though he took the surprise of the motion to at least account for some of the movement.

He has her pressed into the wall.

“Why does everyone think Gotham is an interesting stop?”