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[iriysse]

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Hooves pounded on damp earth, the urgency of the Huntress driving the animal to what she knew were its limits, but hoped she would not be too late. Too long had she spent in the mountains with her children, trying to solve the riddle that was Celebrimbor and his newest associate. He angered her in how skillfully he isolated her cousin, driving him further and further away from the people he was lord of, further from her. But anger did little on the path to wisdom. Lindon had been her destination, seeking council and news concerning the fate of Elvendom-- instead she found the bridge cast into an abyss, and fell beasts roaming the forest that she had not seen in an age.

Alarms had rung their warning song in her mind, and she had started back to Ost-in-Edhil, keeping the warning in her heart at bay with hopes that all would be as she had left it.

Drums met her ears in the surrounding forests and she halted the galloping horse to listen. He neighed in protest. "Áva quete, Súretal!" She hissed, sighting torches through the trees. Dismounting, she silently moved forward for a better look. What she found had been an ambush, Súretal had bucked and neighed, and she had released his reins so he could run. Her daggers spun in practiced ease between nimble fingers as she counted off the defensive maneuvers she would need to use. Her eyes scanned the gruesome faces before her, her stomach rolled and her heart sank as she realized just how close they were to Ost-in-Edhil.

And worse: she was horrifically outnumbered. She had not fought in centuries, and she fairly certain rust had formed upon her experience in the gilded cages she had known in Gondolin and Nan Elmoth.

"These are elven lands you tread upon, Servants of Shadow. And you are far from home." Daggers in hand she remained as calm as she could, but every muscle in her readied itself to spring. "Come, what business have you in Eregion? For surely you prefer your smiths to ours."

Words to hide her gaze searching for an opening. Fighting would be impossible, but if there was the slightest chance she could escape she'd take it. After all, she knew the woods better than they, and if she succeeded Ost-in-Edhil could still be warned. If... if...

[yunarise]

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The shadows grow ever longer tonight, urging Dan Feng to remain cautious even on familiar streets. Something has been lurking in the shades, perhaps urged on by the Preceptors or perhaps directed by an ally of the Abundance. It matters not to Dan Feng who is out there. He cares only to eliminate threats where he finds them.

He deliberately walks away from the more frequented streets before speaking out. "Show yourself. I can feel your presence."

[perfectionreached]

@tattlesandtales

there were no words to describe how exhausted taissa was. it was bad enough that she had arrived to the compound worn down, but after everything that had happened that night? there was no way that she wanted to sit in a car for hours just to go home and deal with the train wreak that was waiting for her. luckily, neither did van. they had found a nearby motel, deciding to crash there for the night while they at least tried to process something.

the car ride to the motel was quiet, both of them clearly unable to verbalize how they were feeling. one friend was dead. the other was being sent away. that could have been any of them. maybe it should have been taissa. that was nothing but pure luck. the door to the room opens and she flicks on a light switch, sighing softly as she runs a hand through her hair.

she finally turns to van, a look of defeat on her face. it isn't lost on her that they're still stuck together. that she's standing there, still wearing van's clothes, while decades and decades of wounds between them are quickly unraveling. she still feels a pit in her stomach when she thinks about the confession that van had uttered earlier in the evening. "so," she starts off, not even knowing where to start. "we'll get back on the road in the morning ..."

[morguewritten]

❝ following the rules ── ... boring ❞ the vampire's bottom lip pouted as she flopped into the arm chair, legs instantly raising to drape over the arm. ❝ i though you'd be more exciting... ❞

@julie1x1 💀

[batfall-a]

THE  fall   hadn’t   been   graceful    ,    one   wrong   CALCULATED  step  and  he  had   fallen  through  THREE   floors.   the  building   was  old  ,  the  water  hadn’t   helped.   black  mold   grows  upon   walls   as   it   slowly  takes  over  it’s  new  host.   from   within  the  shadows   a  voice  calls  ,   

are you trying to get yourself killed ?  /  @batagonist

lenses’   go    to   scan    ,   and  a   NAME  is  offered  -   this  particular  name  he’s   seen  before.   slowly   stands the drywall leaves it's mark upon kevlar as a hand goes to brush debris off. ' it would appear so ' annoyance , ' though i've heard so are you ' tongue coats words in the slightest bit of humor.

the apartment complex building shifts , and where he fell moments before bears the signs of that shift. ' some call it luck ' muttered as head looks back , and sees the FALLOUT of his mis-step. ' we're in for a long night ' as cowl covers face , and all he offers are eyes that match the grey sky that is accented with AIRCRAFT. ' what's brought you to the area ? '

currently where they are can only be reached by boat , though ? they BOTH have their ways. gotham sinks , and the smell of rotten flesh still wafts. the air CRISP as it cuts through the complex , and creates a sort of wind tunnel that carries his next words, ' she's out for blood ' eyes slightly widen as chin points to the city. ' nothing changes '

[charm0nt]

inquisitive gaze betrays him. perhaps it comes across as blatant staring, which he's long since been taught is the very epitome of impolite. however, he simply can't help it. she looks familiar in ways he's not used to . . . neither in the ' passing acquaintance that he must pretend to care for ' way, nor the ' swooning admirer who's determined to chase him out of the kingdom ' way. no, this is a different type of . . . well, different.

"pardon?" the prince blinks; once, twice, three times. he's dumbfounded, if only for a moment. she catches his gaze and doesn't gawk, and he finds himself pulled towards that strange sensation. he clears his throat, sheepishly straightens his spine, hands folded neatly behind his back.

shiz is buzzing, all eyes on prince fiyero in all of his extravagance and flamboyance. better him than char, he supposes. caught in the middle of a sea of eager onlookers, he steps forward, head falling at a curious incline. "i apologize if this sounds rather forward," the dark - haired royal begins, "but i must confess that i have the vague feeling that i recognize you from somewhere. have we met?"

@encntada said: "you look like you've got something to say."

[bug-s0da]

blehhh...

i made an aa/lawyersona of @snapscube :3 we all know and love the lawyer+silly girl duos of ace attorney but it's about time the silly girl became the lawyer

[hinamie]

in spite of everything, I had fun <3

[chloesimaginationthings]

"Oswald's mom has got it going on" - FNAF Pit bonnie

[froopa-coopa]

"I live a lonely life without you. And I may be troubled, but I'm gracious in defeat."(in dreams - ben howard)

fanart inspired by the fic "buried my love in a shallow grave" by iamcringebutiamfree on AO3 / @grahamfolgersdeliciousnotebooks !!Set right after Jon made it out of the buried. I love it so much🍊💙

[journey-to-the-attic]

"karasu search how 2 cheer human up"

"karasu search difference between sad human and zoning out human"

"karasu search how long is it safe for humans to zone out for?"

(+ a longer look at each scene:)

[curlytsunamiart]

a confrontation between miquella and messmer in the shadow keep throne room

[egophiliac]

we were fucking ROBBED

[dailyheavymedic]

day 41

[wuntrum]

2025 horror pin up calendar!!

print version | digital (/print it yourself) version

a labor of love, truly <3 prepare for the new year with 12 suggestive (and silly) horror characters :) featuring characters from: american psycho, bride of re-animator, the evil dead, hannibal, jason x, frankenhooker, alien, an american werewolf in london, jennifer's body, saw, the thing, and scream! to see the full specs of the calendar, check out the pages above!

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Never underestimate the healing power of a good meal!

(For @nibbelraz!)