#int. arthur
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"When I panic I bite my nails," Deanie tells him in turn, as if she's trying to make him feel less bad about his own predicament by sharing her own unsavory habits.
She eyes over at his table.
"What did you order?"
@unimaginariies
" it would appear as though i've been stood up . . . " the composer let out a humorless chuckle, taking off his glasses as he nervously rubbed at his nose, " and it'd also appear as though i've ordered far too much food. the waiter kept coming over and well, i panicked. i can't eat it all. care to help me? " arthur was one of the most infamous pianists in the world but his dating life was not one to be envied.
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i loveeee that inquisition mage coats have their grimoires visibly attached to their belts its sooo cute
#the thing about arthur is that of all my da mages he’s a wizard#like he has decent CHA but he’s an INT caster ultimately#it makes his grimoire completely illegible. there’s an indecipherable shorthand. there’s maths
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yeah that was smart. you hear about some kind of Fucking Creachure and when you get to the page in a book probably bound in human skin that mentions the Creachure your first instinct is “read them out loud!”
wise, sure, but smart absolutely fucking not
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Are you still planning to kill me or something?
(@arthur-in-time )
I'm thinking of inviting you to my party, you should have fun, all of these husbands running around.
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who else is gonna know me?
—Yo diría que nadie mejor que estos dos —señaló a los gemelos que se escudaban en Andrea para no recibir las consecuencias de su más reciente travesura.
arthur & andrea / @purebloods-mudbloods
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@headstrongblake sent: lost and found reverse / nick&styxx
this is how i die.
They’d all split up; its his least favorite tactic but they’d had no choice with how pinned down they were. Their last resort was to split up, but he’d doubled back to make sure the woads had him in their crosshairs to avoid them going after the others, and the effort had cost him. He snapped the tail of the arrow that had pierced his side but hadn’t taken the whole arrow out for fear of bleeding out before he can reach the others. There wasn’t anything to be done about the one that had gone in and out of his calf or the bruised- possibly broken- ribs from the mace he’d taken to the side.
Now, alone, wandering the woods and wondering why they hadn’t just finished him off when they had the chance, he stumbled from tree to tree, leaving bloodied handprints against the bark of the trees he passed, haphazardly trying to navigate his way home as bloodloss started to seep in and his thoughts started to go foggy. Finally he missed a step and went crashing to the ground, only able to push himself into a sitting position against a tree and wait for death.
how long will they wait for me before they realize what happened? please, gods, let nick take care of them. he doesn’t want to be in charge but please, he’s all they’ve got… i beg you, don’t punish octavia for my actions- please watch over her… she’s lost two important men to her now… give her strength to keep going don’t let louis get them killed… let fox find the others safely… let mbege realize they can be his family if he lets them…
He’s drifting in and out of consciousness, tears slipping down his cheeks at the thought of his little family having to go on alone, at the terrifying thought that he might not be the only one that didn’t make it back to them, that his decision to split up might have gotten more than just him killed.
And then Nick’s voice, muffled at first but growing louder, then hands on him, trying to shake loose the white fog clouding his head, forcing him back, for whatever it was worth, to the land of the living, framed around Nicklas’ familiar, fearful expression.
“ hey adelfos… ” he breathes, unaware of the blood trickling out of his mouth.
#headstrongblake#styxx anaxkolasi. / int. / nicklas williams. / headstrongblake#styxx anaxkolasi. / verse. / pv. / king arthur. / headstrongblake
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arthur weasley ( @cxpectopatronum ) said: ❛ hold me closer; i always feel safer when you're with me.❜
– No es necesario que me lo pidas dos veces –le mostró una sonrisa suave, antes de rodearlo con sus brazos– ¿Sucede algo? –preguntó, aunque no necesitaba razones para abrazar a su esposo.
#no encontré el gif de abrazo que quería#pero imaginemos que lo abraza#☽. 𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 – a heart full of love / interaction.#☽. int: molly & arthur.#cxpectopatronum
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✿ ; "this place made me feel worthless."
"¿Eh?, ¿la librería?" De todas los lugares que podría haber dicho... la librería le resultaba una elección bastante extraña. "¿O te refieres a algo más... sentimental e inteligente? ¿Es una metáfora?" Zoe soltaba posibilidades como si de un juego se tratara, olvidándose por completo de los sentimientos ajenos. "¡Ah, ya sé! ��Te refieres al mundo, ¿verdad?! ¡He acertado! ¡¿A que sí?!" / ✿: para arthur (@cxpectopatronum)
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@dcviline asked: we were just having an argument. (rhaella @ arthur)
Purple eyes follow the line to the now closed doors of the King's chambers. He needs no further explanation about who the Queen was referring to. Every Kingsguard knew how the king treated his wife, even more so, how he treated the Princess and everyone else at the castle. The youngest of his sons was safe elsewhere but Arthur knew that eventually, Viserys would have to spend more time with his father and for that, he prays for the young prince. Rhaegar was a man grown, with a mind of his own, he cannot say the same thing for the sweet prince.
"Are you alright, My Queen?" He asks in turn. The guard offers a piece of his cloak for the Queen to brace herself and clean whatever remains of tears or frustration, his armor heavy enough to shield from other's view. "Do I need to call for Prince Rhaegar? He seems to be the one to handle the King. Barely so." And perhaps he grows bold because he has seen plenty. He keeps quiet most days, his priority being beside his friend, his vows tying him down to the Mad King, as he was now referred in whispers.
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@magikborn (arthur) — frodo starter call / accepting!
"...I don’t like the look of this place."
#re; frodo baggins. ( endurance beyond hope )#ic; frodo.#starters; frodo.#magikborn#magikborn (arthur)#v; frodo tbd.#oncerebrn#.01; oncerebrn#int; frodo & arthur.
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𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋 from huntress , except she doesn’t . glare squared in on the male , stance at the ready with gunsteel held in practiced hold . finger not yet on the TRIGGER , hovering just beside it , aware of the third in their party in krissy’s periphreal . months of the hunt , tracking the supe down lead to this moment . she nods her head to the side , a gesture meant for the girl . ❛ get out of here , i’m not gonna let him hurt you . go home , i’ve got him in my line . ❜ last part a warning , if he moves . she shoots .
/ * @shiftergene cont. x
#❛ int. thread ┊╳ krissy & arthur .#shiftergene#( shiftergene. )#/ LETS GOOO#/ krissy bby put the gun down uwu
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▸ @bleedingovereden ⟶ ❛ arthur: ❛ you ate that apple ? man, that was my apple. ❜ //@ tweek <3 arthur this is the least you deserve ❜ ╱ ( twd:blr , accepting . )
If anyone else had told him that, Tweek might have immediately started stuttering out apologies. He does not remember much about the first night he met Arthur except waking up in a hospital bed the next morning. That, combined with Ink’s warnings against the man, makes Tweek disinclined to play nice with him.
He still has the apple, half-eaten, in his hand. He takes a sizable bite out of it, making sure the crunch is as obnoxious as possible, and flips Arthur the bird with his free hand. Jerk…
“Ink said I could have it,” he says haughtily after swallowing and dropping his hand to his side again. “He said if I wanted a snack, I could help myself. I just have to ask if I want to drink anything besides water.” And that is an order he is more than happy to comply with, considering the last time he drank something in Ink’s place without knowing what it was—per Arthur’s demand, it should be noted—he got horribly sick.
#ic :: ( tweek )#int :: ( answered )#ver :: main ( tweek )#bleedingovereden#//NO REALLY THE *VERY* LEAST!#//GET HIS ASS TWEEK!!! TEAR THE BITCH APART!!!#//arthur: i can't believe you ate my apple >:(#//tweek: you gave me alcohol poisoning#//arthur: omg we're still on that? i said sorry >:(( get over it
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closed for: @dialdrvnk pairing: arthur and cherry
"is everything okay?" it felt like a dumb question as soon as he said it because it wasn't unusual to see cherry at the bar - she worked there, it was normal - but arthur had never seen her with a kid in tow. he may not have actually worked at his uncle's bar anymore, but he was still there enough to know who worked there and who the regulars were, and he didn't see this as normal behavior. "are you calling in? is the kid okay?" he still didn't work there, it still wasn't any of his business, but cherry was a favorite of his and he hoped he wasn't being rude, but… "you look a little harried."
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Do you accept jelly babies? As compensation for uh, biting you earlier.
(@arthur-in-time )
...Sure, why not!
I'm still not sure why you did that, quite the strange form of greeting, but let's leave the past in the past, yes?
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quidditch.
Asistir a un bar a ver el inicio de la temporada era emocionante. La exaltación de los asistentes provocaba mayor entusiasmo. No apoyaba a ninguno de los equipos en particular, pero tener el tiempo y continuar con una tradición como esta, debía aprovecharse. Dio una palmada en la espalda de Amos mientras celebraba el punto de las Avispas de Wimbourne. —¡Por Merlín que buena jugada! —Soltó, alcanzando su cerveza para hidratar su garganta.
🌟 @orchidcovs
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