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[wildcxrds]

@avengersoul | continued from here

“Well, well… interesting proposition. I’m interested. What do you have in mind?” Kairo smirked at her.

[foxyfrolic]

shows up three days late to bikini day with Starbucks

[nobully]

@kleinstar:

"Pfft, what abs?"

"Don't you sit at your desk most of the day? Look, check these out—"

And Wang Yi tugs at his robes just enough to reveal the outlines of muscle underneath, drumming them with his knuckles for good measure to show off.

"I've been training for 10 years with these six-packs, hah!"

Ignore the fact that they were currently stuck in some shady-looking facility—obviously this was more important?

[phantomuheist]

Naughty or Nice list.

Akira Kurusu is impossibly nice.

"Oh, good. I was expecting the opposite. I'll take it."

Tagged by: @eternalbxtterfly

Tagging: whoever wants to-

[sonataforsybelle]

@crimsonrobed continued from here

[text: Marius] I can't speak. i dont remember how i got here but i'm ok

[text] i can't find tulips

[text] mom loved tulips. Fox never let me go visit their grave, it's all dusty now

[text] is it day soon ?

[vastiitas]

@bldrdsh

The new moon sets the sky alight with a bright cluster-burst of stars, jettisons the rest of the world into night gloom, shadows; a shrouding dark that sprawls forever. It's a good night for an ambush, he thinks. An Old Instinct flexing its toes, adjusting its haunches; predator eyes seated just beyond reach in the back of his mind.

Cole stirs at the beans roasting above the fire, aquafaba hissing as it sizzles into a pop-and-fizzle jubilation. His eyes look red, underlit like this, burning with an orange shrapnel. They flit to Karter and Cole extends a hand for the other's bowl.

"Seems your horse ain't bucked you off today." He scrapes the spoon against the tin and deposits a portion of the meal into the man's dishware, "He goin' t'be all right in a gun fight?"

[sechere]

i am not interested in the opinion of the majority.

STAR TREK: THE GALILEO SEVEN Starters | acceptin

Sybok raised an eyebrow, skeptical. “And whose opinion are you interested in? We are not logical creatures, Spock no matter what are people pretend. I need you to tell me how you feel. Dungi tu sahrafel?"

It was difficult after all this time, to have found his brother but also find so much distance between them. He wasn't even sure how the distance could be bridged given the years, lies and misconception between them. He hadn't gone a single day during his imprisonment without thinking of his siblings. When their homeworld was destroyed finding them and seeing them alive had been almost all consuming.

He had hoped, naively that given the circumstances he would receive a warmer reception. But the human philosophers of Ancient Greece had been wise in these matters- hope was best left trapped at the bottom of the jar.

[warriorpax]

How would Jenny feel about another redhead who can inhale worlds and universes like a living black hole?

"Warrior's told me about you, Sky, you can take off the mask now~" The demigoddess would reply with a grin.

@thesplitinvestigator

[ashlysihngs]

I need a cigarette so damn bad right now

[vocalchvrds]

🫠

[mistrdctr]

"Merry Christmas-Eve, happy holidays, have a wonderful time, all of that..."

"---And yes, the Sanctum has turned into a snow palace, don't ask why."

[wildcxrds]

@eyes-blazing liked for a starter!

There's immediate recognition in his emerald eyes as Jacob opened the door to greet whoever had arrived to his apartment. 19 years old, shut-in, with a scattering of textbooks and the faintest smell of a mild-scented candle wafting past him and out the door, the young man had just been knee-deep in studying over texts for the summer, trying to busy his grieving mind as best as he could. It was interrupted suddenly, however, by the sound of a knock. And a moment later, Jacob opened the door to Emrys.

There's no immediate look of recognition when he sees his face, and Jacob felt a pang of anxiety for a moment that he'd have to redirect Emrys to what Jacob could only assume was another apartment (maybe he's lost?), but all words stall in his throat as his own emerald eyes finds the other's.

Through thick black spectacles, Jacob's eyes widens, staring directly for a few, devastatingly fearful moments, before they dart away. Silk. He needs his silk.

"Wh-Wh-Who are you?"

[earthslament]

"I feel like we should have a traumatised muses club or something."

[nobully]

@kleinstar

Wasn't this city set in the 21st century or something? Why was there still discrimination against half-bloods?!

Shit, shit, shit—

After running into some freakishly tall arrogant blond prick, Wang Yi was now running away from the man who'd taken one look at his glowing sigil and tried to grab him by the wrist, sending his villain radar pinging off the charts.

He's not even sure if the guy's giving chase after a hasty escape, but better flee than sorry. Rounding a corner, he spots a familiar head of brown hair getting into a taxi and doesn't hesitate to dive in after him, basically tackling the poor guy into the backseat.

"HeyEidenlongtimenoseecanyoutellthemtosteponitthere'sacrazybastardaftermethanks—"

[phantomuheist]

"LET ME OUT. LET ME OUT OF BOOPING JAIL!!!"

188 TIMES!!