#c: tba

[bignostalgias]

At this point I’m just doing whatever would make my 13 yr old self happy, so. Frostcup Ghost AU ❄️

edit: [part 2]

[umbravirtus]

@wcrldcffantasy

Hans was put in handcuffs and put below deck on a ship, his father had agreed for him to pay penance and he was sent to his assignment, when he emerged from below deck and finally saw that he was back in Arendelle he panicked a little.

"Why am I back here?" He tries to ask the captain "King's order's highness and a welcome committee should be here soon." Hans sighed. He descended the gangplank, in handcuffs, looking more gruff, in work clothes but his eyes were fixed towards the plaza to see who would welcome him and most importantly why.

[telndas]

❝ sometimes there is no happy choice, only one less grievous than the others. ❞

It is as if her thoughts were read. Dredging up from the deepest recesses of her mind, only to bring them out to be shown under the light of day. For once. For all. But mostly, just for her to realize. To no longer hide from the truth that has screamed at her from the day she left the forest, away from the others who begged for her to remain. ( Regret tastes like bile and feels like fire. Swallowing it is the only way to combat it. )

Suhani's lips twist some at the idea regardless. A thought crawls alongside, unburying itself quick and quietly: a desire to take the words out from the air and smother them until they have all but disappeared. But they are no physical things. They are more like the spirits themselves, having been released and given flight from curling lips whispering into the blazing flame of the starless night.

❛ But one may still find happiness within such choices. ❜ Like a child trying to grasp for the impossible, Suhani tries to argue. It falters. She is not so sure of her own position. But there is a certain kind of stubbornness in her that will never let it go. ❛ A life saved, or a life still able to be lived … once everything has been said and done. ❜ But for who? Whose life? It is a gamble. She may still live, but another may not. What is then, the deciding for a quality of life after plans have been made for you?

❛ Sill, one should never settle. There is always time enough to make sure there truly is no happier choice to be had. It is the only thing we can do. ❜ It is the only thing that assures one of their power, as flighty as words or not.

@ofsoul !

[xxgotthedevilinsidexx]

@insufferablemonsters Asked:

❛ do you mind if i smoke ? ❜ / from david to faith lehane !

【❖】   ――――   For   being   the   murder   capital   of   the   world   Santa   Carla   wasn’t   what   she   had   expected.   Honestly,   she’s   beginning   to   think   she’d   been   sent   on   a   wild   goose   chase.   She   had   seen   more   death   in   Sunnydale   in   a   week   than   she   has   here   in   the   entire   month   she’d   been   here.   At   least   the   boardwalk   was   managing   to   keep   her   some   what   entertained.   Faith   found   herself   drawn   to   the   neon   lights   of   the   amusement   park,   the   sounds   of   laughter   and   excitement   filling   the   night   air.   It   was   her   kind   of   vibe.   As   she   walked   through   the   crowded   boardwalk,   she   couldn't   shake   the   feeling   that   something   was   off.   The   hairs   on   the   back   of   her   neck   stood   on   end,   a   familiar   sensation   that   she   had   learned   to   trust   over   the   years.

Her   instincts   proved   to   be   right   when   she   caught   a   glimpse   of   movement   out   of   the   corner   of   her   eye.   Without   missing   a   beat,   Faith   reached   for   the   stake   hidden   in   her   jacket,   after   fingers   curled   around   it   tightly   she   spun   around,   ready   to   face   whatever   threat   may   come   her   way.   But   instead   of   a   vampire   or   demon,   she   found   herself   face   to   face   with   a   man   who   reminded   of   a   vampire   she   once   knew   a   while   back.   What   were   the   odds   in   that   ?   Then   again,   no   one   really   looked   ‘normal’   in   Santa   Carla.

Faith   raised   an   eyebrow,   studying   the   man   for   a   moment   before   a   sly   grin   tugged   at   the   corner   of   her   lips.   ❝   Only   if   you've   got   an   extra   for   me,   ❞   She   replied,   her   eyes   glinting   mischievously   as   she   released   the   grip   on   the   stake.   Walking   over   she   leaned   up   against   the   building   that   housed   the   giant   carousel.   ❝   I’m   pretty   new   around   these   parts.   This   the   only   place   people   hang   out   around   here   ?   ❞   Faith   asked   curiously   while   waiting for   that   cigarette.

[astutior]

@ourvoids ♡'d.

"Don't look at me like that." He folds his arms across his chest, indignant. "This wasn't my idea."

[smilejpxg]

BEST FRIENDS !!!!!! YAY !!!!!!!!!!

[ferociiumarchive]

« @ashenwinds » stabbed the heart ;

There was curiosity behind hazel hues, a sentiment careful hidden behind the ghoulish mask covering his face. Nothing to see, other than the eternal void behind the hollow orbits and maw. " Funny, isn't it ? "

" A person does not belong to a place until there is someone dead under the ground. "

[doomxdriven]

Amagai’s father is presented as having been close to Yamamoto, being highly trusted by them and being one of their students at that. Taking that into consideration, unlike what is implied in the anime arc, I find it highly unlikely that Yamamoto didn't know their trusted student had a child, and more than that, that they didn't recognize Amagai as such upon encountering them way later in the Gotei 13.

I like to imagine that while Yamamoto didnt know what Amagai’s angle was or that he knew they killed his father, they knew who he really was, and were waiting for the right time and means to reveal they knew and to discuss what had happened with his father in a way that would have cleared everything up, insofar as Yamamoto's involvement (unfortunately that conversation doesn't wind up happening or happening as it should during Amagai’s Captain or Exile Verses, but such is life sddglhJKLJHSD).

[naviculariis]

I just realized I never posted Vasille's voice voiceclaim video haha oopsies.

[dikiyvter]

Brushes my hands off -- I have mostly cleaned off all the old follows and followers that have been inactive for... several long, long months. Since I myself have been gone for several long, long months. I keep saying I rlly wanna get back into RP and then getting sucked into IRL, so -- don't expect much from me with this newfound round of obsession for my bots. But I rlly, rlly wanna be here. I'm gonna consider this a fresh start, b/c literally everyone I use to RP with is no longer active and hasn't been for a long while. I also wanna use this time to freshen up lore and shit about the bots that is either no longer applicable due to canon changes, or just doesn't mesh with the vision I have of them in my head. It's been three years since I started this blog. My lads need a major update / refurbishment.

[umbravirtus]

@arendelliansovereign cont'd from ( x )

"Since you’ve so graciously agreed to my request, I’ll make you a promise in return. If the song feels too long, I’ll escort you to the refreshment table myself before it ends, so your suffering isn’t prolonged."

And with that, he offered his hand to go together to the dance floor.

[whatsbehindthefacade]

@loudnclearspot | continued

Race feels at his wit's end. He's never really given much thought to the saying 'it never rains but it pours' before, but right now, he's pretty sure he understands it perfectly. It feels like everything is happening all at once, and to about as much of an extreme as they can possibly manage. School has been shit, because he's been able to focus even less than usual, and he'd gotten into a fight with Morris a few days back which had led to a three-day suspension. He doesn't regret that though. What he does regret is the disappointment in Medda's eyes and the blazing argument with Jack that it led to, though he hasn't seen Jack since, his older brother busy working.

And then to top it all off, Splasher had taken a downward turn just yesterday morning, and being in the ICU had meant only Medda could stay with him. That in itself has Race on edge, because he hates being separated from his little brother, especially when he's sick. Not to mention, his worry is through the roof. So he'd text Spot. He needs someone who understands, and he all but melts into her hug, hiding his face in her shoulder as his on tremble.

[xxgotthedevilinsidexx]

@insufferablemonsters Asked:

  ❛  is  that  a  challenge?  ❜  /  from  buffy  to  david  👀

【❖】   ――――    ❝   Bold   words   for   a   Slayer   in   unfamiliar   territory,   ❞   He   remarked   coolly,   though   there   was   a   glint   of   respect   in   his   eyes.   David   grinned,   his   fangs   glistening   in   the   moonlight.   ❝   But   don’t   you   ever   get   tired   of   the   same   old   song   and   dance   ?   ❞   He   questioned,   his   eyes   locking   with   Buffy's.   ❝   Why   are   you   here,   Slayer   ?   ❞   He   questioned,   knowing   full   well   the   strength   they   were   suppose   to   posses.  ��The   tension   between   the   two   of   them   crackled   like   electricity   in   the   air,   the   fate   of   the   night   hanging   precariously   on   the   edge   of   a   knife.   If   she   came   to   Santa   Carla   with   intentions   of   hunting   his   kind   then   he   needed   to   end   this   here   and   now.   He   wouldn’t   just   stand   by   and   allow   himself   nor   his   boys   to   be   blindsided   again.   It   would   take   more   than   just   a   pretty   face   to   let   his   guard   down. 

David   shifted   closer   to   Buffy,   his   movements   graceful   and   predatory.   ❝   Or   are   you   just   another   lost   soul   seeking   redemption   in   the   wrong   place   ?   ❞   He   taunted,   a   dark   smirk   playing   on   his   lips.   The   wind   picked   up,   swirling   around   them   in   a   frenzied   dance,   carrying   the   scent   of   blood   and   danger.   A   gloved   hand   would   raise   to   rub   his   chin   as   a   grin   cracked   the   corner   of   his   lips.   He   studied   Buffy's   face   intently,   searching   for   any   hint   of   fear   or   doubt.   But   to   his   surprise,   he   saw   only   steely   determination   in   her   eyes.   He   could   sense   the   raw   power   emanating   from   her,   a   force   to   be   reckoned   with.   ❝   I   see   the   fire   in   your   eyes,   Slayer,   ❞   David   spoke   softly,   almost   admiringly.   ❝   You're   not   like   the   others   who   have   come   before   you.   But   know   this,   I   won't   hesitate   to   protect   what's   mine.   ❞

[singstreet]

continued   from   here   ! 

beau   was   too   exhausted   to   deal   with   tj's   nonsense   today   .   instead   of   snapping   back   as   he   usually   does   ,   he   brushes   off   the   insults   a   second   time   and   drags   a   palm   down   the   side   of   his   face   in   frustration   .   "   keeping   me   safe   ,   ulol   .   "   he   didn't   believe   tj   genuinely   cared   (   about   him   )   enough   to   look   out   for   him   —   he   probably   just   did   the   bare   minimum   :   letting   him   sleep   on   the   couch   until   it   was   time   to   leave   .   "   may   ...   may   nangyari   ba   ?   may   ginawa   ba   ako   ?   "

[ferociiumarchive]

« @divinehr » stabbed the heart ;

" People never learn anything by being told, they have to find out for themselves. "

[voidfell]

bites down on tmnt fast forward and shakes it in my jaws like a puppy. Thinks about Cody and his connection to his family being exclusively through april and caseys journal because his parents died when he was young and Darius wasn't close to Cody even when he was manipulating him. Thinks about how the turtles are the only family Cody had after Serling. Thinks about how Darius definitely passed some of Codys tech off as his own and repurposed it into weapons. Thinks about how angry Cody gets when he recognizes tech he developed being used by supervillains and street gangs like the street phantoms.