#glowingeyedgoddess

[zatniktael]

glowingeyedgoddess‌:

“Ah yes, there are always a few weak minded deviants, Egeria was one herself after all. I guessed that she was defective, but not by how much.” She smirked, reaching down to coyly trail a finger under Malek’s chin, amused by his stubborn resistance.

“Your kind will be eliminated long before that happens. I alone spawn more in a single month than are left of your kind in the entire galaxy. It is a battle you cannot win.” It was a simple mathematical certainty even before the fleets and armies of the System lords were applied, only fools would try to resist that and she did not think this one a fool. Misguided perhaps, but she had ample tools to correct that.

“Why bother to resist? Surely it would be simpler to kneel and serve your Queen. Renounce the Tok’ra and spend an eternity at my side.”

Those words enraged Malek, for it was left to him out of all the Tok'ra to defend what Egeria had been in her last days, especially if this would surely be his end. He suspected that Astarte was only seeking to elicit an emotion him, but this was an attempt he refused to merely take for the sake of frustrating her plans.

His eyes blazed in a surge of indignant pride and he tilted his head to give her a satirical smile he did so enjoy giving the Goa’uld. “Egeria’s strength and vision lives, and for as long as it does we shall crush your young and turn away your Jaffa from beneath you. May the blood and flesh of your children feed the rebellion of your slaves.”

[ouronlyhope-blog1]

★★ ＣＯＲＲＵＰＴＥＤ

closed starter for @glowingeyedgoddess

It wasn’t entirely unheard of for Senator Amidala to invite him to her apartment alone, though these days such proposals rarely lacked the inclusion of his former Padawan. Obi-Wan was no fool, the budding attraction between Anakin and Padmé as DANGEROUS as it was blatantly obvious. He’d lost count of the times he’d bitten his tongue in their presence, his hand firm on Anakin’s elbow even as he’d nodded graciously, thanking the Senator for her time and promising another meeting soon. He wasn’t naive enough to believe their formal assemblies were the only times Anakin had visited -- no, they were merely a front to keep suspicious minds sated, the curious eyes of the public seeing nothing more than three friends meeting to discuss politics amid pleasantries.

So why now, would she ask him to come ALONE?

Padmé’s holomessage had been vague at best. She had mentioned a new friend, one who was eager to meet him, and asked him to come swiftly. A fellow Senator perhaps, someone she had known from Naboo? He only hoped this wasn’t some idiotic idea of Anakin’s to set him on a BLIND DATE -- it would not have been the first time, though he couldn’t imagine Padmé partaking in such trivialities.

His footsteps light on the durasteel floors of the apartment complex, Obi-Wan wasted no time with small-talk as he made his way to Padmé’s penthouse. He pushed the button on the wall, waiting for the buzz of the vidcom.

“You asked to see me, Senator Amidala?”

[the-blackest-spider]

glowingeyedgoddess replied to your post: glowingeyedgoddess replied to your post: ...

My old CD player xD and youtube *nodnods

-nod-

I know someone else who primarily uses youtube for their music listening, I would've tagged her on this, but she got tagged by the same person I did XD

[onlyonera-blog]

•• Ouroboros

@glowingeyedgoddess

and this is how it feels to be BROKEN.

dried blood at his lip, a burst of bittersweet copper and grit; sharp fingers swiped the last of it away, ra’s eyes burning as they settled on the twisted remains of his mothership. scavengers had long since combed the jagged ruins, searching the smouldering wreckage for treasures and lingering signs of life. none of the latter had been found, of course -- he did not mourn the loss of his jaffa, nor his handful of loyal servants and attendants. had they been worthy enough to deserve his thoughts, they would not have perished so easily in the fall. only the sight of his destroyed sarcophagi could push beyond the RAGE licking at his heart. his tau’ri host would heal quickly enough, though he would need to be careful not to fall upon further injury until new technology could be acquired. 

escape had been narrow. he could still feel the heat of the explosion on his skin, the acrid scent of naquahdah permeating fire and smoke. no one had witnessed him slip away mere moments before the bomb detonated, a second set of transportation rings barely completing their purpose before being obliterated in the blast. he had fled, fighting the urge to seek out the tau’ri and their pale false god, finding refuge in a cave amongst the scorching wastelands. new clothing stolen from a body, unassuming and plain without the jewels of his former decadence. he was safe, for now -- had anyone seen and recognised him, they would surely have swarmed him. 

idiot tau’ri. ra’s right hand clenched around the kara kesh nestled in his palm; the moment he recovered his strength, he would rebuild his army. his empire.

broken, perhaps. but never DESTROYED.  

[dr-danieljackson-phd]

"You aren't the first to say we're still young." He replied, slowly. With the shifting of thought he calmed some, but still remained tense. "I understand we're still young." His eyes flicked back to her, anger still flickering like embers behind them, "But children still need to have experiences of their own to develop." He toyed with his pen, "Keeping someone in a little box of defined action you see fit, only makes them more careful and more sneaky about their actions next time."

Astarte could see the anger in the human and sighed, crossing long bare legs languidly as she watched him with an air of exaggerated sadness.

“We sense that you do not agree. Obviously one of the gods has wronged you and yet you seem to blame me for this. You Tau’ri are still very young.” And needed any further development to be nipped firmly in the bud.

[ltbroccoli]

Rooms

Tagged by: meself

Tagging: @nashforhire @empathicstars @tiimecrash @glowingeyedgoddess @sekhmetcrowned @russianonzebridge @justmilah @rumdaydreams @lt-ifans

Kitchen:

What is the character’s favourite food?: Mac and cheese! So much mac and cheese. Are they good at cooking? How good/bad?: Ehhh. Better than he thinks, but still not great. He can follow instructions and make a simple meal without burning the place down. Do they leave the dishes out?: They’ll usually at least get to the sink. Maybe not all the way to the replicator/dishwasher. What kind of food is in their refrigerator?: Snacks. Just... snacks. Do they cook, eat out or get take-away/delivered food more?: Main verse, he replicates most of what he eats. Modern verse, he eats out far more than he really should.

Living Room:

How does the character spend weekends?: Hanging out quietly in his quarters or sometimes getting up to holodeck shenanigans. What do they do with friends?: Usually whatever they want to do. He’s the quiet one who doesn’t offer many ideas. What’s their favorite pastime?: Tinkering, fencing, reading.

Bathroom:

How does the character prepare in the morning?: Usually just combing his hair and then out the door. He tends to shower in the evenings. Do they sing in the shower?: Yes. A lot. What kind of hair product/make-up do they use?: No make up, just basics for hair. Does the character have thousands of shampoo/shower gel bottles by the shower, or do they use only the bare essentials?: He uses whatever standard stuff StarFleet provides him.

Bedroom:

How do they sleep? (Position, sleeping habits, bedtime routines): This man CANNOT sleep normally. His sleeping habits are non-existent, he’s usually awake far later into the night than he wants to be. He can wake up early, but doesn’t like to and sleeps in when given the chance. What are their pajamas like?: He likes having soft matching pajama sets. What do they dream about usually?: A lot of nightmares, most of which he thankfully doesn’t remember. All the classics of showing up to school naked, forgetting to go to a class all semester, but with fun things like his mother yelling at him or fucking up something on an away mission and getting people killed tossed in. How neat/tidy are they?: Not very. He usually just gets sidetracked partway through cleaning and never gets back to it. How affectionate are they?: It can take a while for him to warm up to someone, but he’s a very cuddly person around people he’s comfortable with.

Attic:

What is the character afraid of?: ...how long have you got? How do they deal with bad memories?: Poorly. They can make him freeze up at very inconvenient times. What is this character’s role in a horror movie?: Probably the one who dies in the first fifteen minutes idk How do they hide their secrets?: Pretending they don’t exist. Which is difficult when your whole life story is on your face.

[shauriofabydos]

glowingeyedgoddess replied to your post: // so, in the section that describes the various...

I’m going to have to get that! Have you seen the Living Gods Goa'uld sourcebook?

// I have! I actually just got my copy in the mail yesterday, so I haven’t had a chance to peruse all of it. But that and the several other accompanying books are super fun and great resources esp. for non-tau’ri characters

[thescarletlord]

BOLD ANY FEARS WHICH APPLY TO YOUR MUSE.

ITALICIZE WHAT MAKES THEM UNCOMFORTABLE.

tagged by: @theadoptedprince​

the dark. fire. open water. deep water. being alone. crowded spaces. confined spaces. change. failure. war. loss of control. powerlessness. prison. blood. drowning. suffocation. public speaking. natural animals. the supernatural. heights. falling. death/hereafter. dying. intimacy. rejection. abandonment. loss. the unknown. the future. not being good enough. scary stories. speaking to new people. poverty. loud noises. being touched.

tagging: @empathicstars​, @evaliamarquis, @heart-of-pyrite-wings-of-carbon, @glowingeyedgoddess

[zatniktael]

"How many Tok'ra did Egeria spawn? Thousands perhaps, tell me, how many remain now? A few hundred?

The remark stung bitterly, but it was recognizable for what it was even as he suppressed the urge to rise in defiance of that venomous gloating. The Goa’uld had murdered so many of Malek’s brothers and sisters. It was impossible to remember all of the names at what funerals they cold perform.

Nonetheless, he would not show weakness to this ancient evil. Malek inhaled sharply, then tilted his chin upwards with belligerent pride. “Not all of our number were spawned of Egeria,” he chose to reply informatively, downplaying that such turns were rare and had not occurred for some time now. “So long as the Goa’uld live to commit acts of atrocity, the Tok’ra will remain.”

[the-blackest-spider]

glowingeyedgoddess replied to your post: Rules:  We’re snooping on your playlist. Set your...

But I’m so old-fashioned I don’t have anything that can shuffle T.T

o.o

what do you listen to music on?

And youtube totally works XD

[couldabeenmensaarchived-blog]

I’ve been total trash lately (and I’m at work now so I cannot do much) but below is what I have in my drafts. 

If you are missing from this list and you know we have a thread dear god let me know.

To reiterate

If you are missing from this list and you know we have a thread (Or we have several threads and I missed one you really wanna do *eyes certain people*)  DEAR GOD IN WHATEVER HEAVEN YOU BELIEVE IN LET ME KNOW

I lose things. I get half way through a thread and then just lose them. I spend every second doing drafts and good things and then disappear for weeks at a time. It’s not you. It’s me. So seriously if we have a thread and I’ve missed it let me knoooooooooooooow.

Without further adieu, Draft Lists

@ibiteback innocuous box of wonder No Shit Sherlock

@provemyselfalone Last Left Standing

@saunteredslowlydownward Demons in Atlantis

@glowingeyedgoddess Snake in Pegasus

@wraithsensing John is a Dumbass

@atlantismen Not As Planned Carson and John Sass Amnesia Post-The Storm/Eye (Which is in my drafts but no link that I can find wow) OKAY BUT WE HAD ANOTHER ONE AND IUNNO WHERE IT WENT FUCK

@cellobowsandarrows Welcome to the Air Show (Baby!Kate) Birthday Remembrance Suzzie-Q  Boaty McBoatFace Don’t Even Remember But It’s In My Drafts Hurt Meme Teen!Kate is a Beast ((I feel like I’m missing a bunch of baby!Kate threads???))

Okay I think that’s all of them. Have I missed anyone??? If I have come to my IM or inbox.

[ask-cerus]

CHARACTER TRUTHS

[Re-post not reblog. Bold the ones that fit your muse.]

Tagged by:  wingedbutnotquite (thank you!Was hoping someone would tag me, hehe!!!<3)

1. smoking: the action or habit of inhaling and exhaling the smoke of tobacco or a drug. 2. binge drinking: the consumption of an excessive amount of alcohol in a short period of time. 3. drug abuse: the habitual taking of illegal drugs. 4. nail biting: a common body language sign of anxiety/tension. 5. lip biting: a common body language sign of anxiety/tension. 6. night owl: a person who is habitually active or wakeful at night. 7. early bird: a person who rises, arrives, or acts before the usual or expected time. 8. negative attitudes: a philosophy of approaching life with criticism and pessimism. 9. positive attitudes: a philosophy of approaching life with optimism and confidence. 10. swearing: the use of offensive language. 11. superstitious: an irrational belief that an object, action, or circumstance not logically related to a course of events influences its outcome. 12. inspecting fingernails: a common body language sign of boredom. 13. scratching your neck: a common body language sign of uncertainty. 14. foot and finger tapping: a common body language sign of stress/impatience. 15. nose touch: a subtle body language sign of deceit. 16. flipping hair: a common body language sign of craving attention. 17. twirling hair: a common body language sign of flirtation. 18. cracking knuckles: a common body language sign of readiness. 19. hands behind back: a common body language sign of confidence. 20. finger pointing: a common body language sign of authority. 21. hands on hips: a common body language sign of readiness. 22. hands in pockets: a common body language sign of mistrust/reluctance. 23. frequent touch: a common body language sign of warmth/familiarity. 24. throat-clearing: a common body language sign of rejection/doubt. 25. jaw-clenching: a common body language sign of hostility. 26. eye-rolling: a common body language sign of irritation. 27. head-tilt: a common body language sign of interest. 28. whistling: to emit high-pitched sound by forcing breakthrough a small hole between one’s lips or teeth; usually to a tune. 29. humming: make a low, steady continuous sound like that of a bee; usually to a tune. 30. perfectionism: refusal to accept any standard short of perfection. 31. photographic memory: the ability to remember information or visual images in great detail. 32. paranoia: a mental condition characterized by delusions of persecution, unwarranted jealousy, or exaggerated self-importance, typically worked into an organized system. 33. exaggeration: a statement that represents something as better or worse than it really is. 34. intuitive: using or based on what one feels to be true even without conscious reasoning; instinctive. 35. quick-witted: showing or characterized by an ability to think or respond quickly and effectively. 36. interrupting: breaking the continuity of a conversation with one’s own statements. 37. doodling: to scribble or make rough drawings, absentmindedly. 38. irritable: having or showing a tendency to be easily annoyed. 39. gambling: to play games of chance for money; bet. 40. travel-sick: suffering from nausea caused by the motion of a moving vehicle, boat, or aircraft. 41. sensitive: having or displaying a quick and delicate appreciation of others’ feelings. 42. melancholy: a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause. 43. chewing gum: the exercise of chewing flavored gum which is not intended for swallowing. 44. fidgeting: to make small movements, especially of the hands and feet, through nervousness or impatience. 45. skeptical: not easily convinced; having doubts or reservations. 46. neat-freak: compulsively obsessed with cleanliness. 47. gossiping: divulging personal information about others. 48. prim: feeling or showing disapproval of anything regarded as improper; stiffly correct. 49. abbreviating: giving others nicknames/shortening names/giving pet names. 50. having a catchphrase: having a sentence or phrase typically associated with a specific person.

Tagging: @i-dream-of-oceans @aeternaemorte @glowingeyedgoddess @cicero-the-assassin @belladonna-of-thraneal @annastrxng @favoritefadedfantasies @undead-wanderer

[altarsburning]

i gotta sleep soon but here’s a list of stuff i need to do tomorrow that i didn’t get to today:

find & reply to @1batch-2batch-pennydime‘s thread.

tag @glowingeyedgoddess​ in a tok’ra starter.

reply to any drafts that came in. 

turn some asks into threads.

[zatniktael]

//Insulting your Mum Malek :P

how dare, the Goa’uld are truly evil

[earelloxtiruvai]

Ancient Forces-Raethor/Astarte [closed thread]

Raethor hardly noticed the  jagged line of ice trailing after him. If anything, he willed it to grow, carving into the previously pristine marble floors, breaking into the polished stone with an ominous sound that echoed in his wake.

The mage allowed himself a faint, dark shadow of a smirk at that. A pile or remains that had once been the bodies of a small army followed him, hovering in mid-air, tracking ashes and dripping ice to add to the deliberate mess he was creating.

Two large men, armed with spears blocked his path, four more running towards him. He incinerated them with a flick of a finger, piles of ashes topped by their spears all that was left of them.

He had left quite a few of those by the time he reached the woman’s throne room, giving none of it a second look or thought. Others had tried to stop him, as well; her deluded, largely brainwashed into servitude-he suspected, given what he already knew of this, of the one he had come to see-pawns. He didn’t kill those; je left them largely immobilized in icy traps that would take some time to melt. He didn’t intend to be here when that was done.

The woman sat on a richly gilded throne, the entire room covered in gold, making it radiant as the light reflected off every surface. Raethor deposited the pile of remains at the feet of the throne, none too gently, ashes and melting ice staining the gold.

“This is the second time you’ve sent your…pets after me, parasite,” he said, his tone cold and deadly, arcane energy crackling in his violet eyes-he was ready for a fight, if needed, after all, always. “I thought it was only polite to…return your toys to you, though I broke them,” a faint, dark smirk played on his lips. “The next time you do this, I will do worse than this to you.”

[the-blackest-spider]

glowingeyedgoddess replied to your post: I am lurking this morning a bit while I get some...

Grr stupid tumblr coding. I wanted the shifty eyes

lol aaah nope, but yours is good though <3 and yeep, stupid tumblr. -kicks it- I forgot that all the time with hearts now, just remember to do like -action- or :heart or whatever: even though it's sooo hard to remember XD