#is she talking abt dying in this--

[ilbound]

@drippingheart has requested a story : A letter finds itself in Verona's possession — Delivered by hand from a small, rodent-looking curse which disappeared into a cloud of smoke upon completion of the task. Crisp white of envelope and letter and elegant, black strokes of beautiful calligraphy. The contents of the letter  —  ❛ In the case of Getou Suguru's death. Succeed where I have failed, but most of all protect them. Protect my daughters, and keep all of my family away from the clutches of the sorcerers and their elders. I beg of you. Thank you. Thank you for everything. ❜

𝑼𝒏𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅.

Change of seasons does the soul good ( lo’ the months-long reign of winter fades & so too does its somber chill gnawing away upon the human spirit ; a revival thereafter ensues & we are free , reborn , free — ) .  And Verona herself , however remarkably r e c l u s i v e in part of her exile , does tend to wander off beyond her carefully unkept boundaries / borders to preen within a world come ALIVE AGAIN in the spirit of Spring ( the wicked , too , crave for simple solace , so give her this much , allow her a moment detached from self-made ruin ) .  There is no better space to bask than the park nearby own estate – a quiet place , to be sure – seated upon a bench aligned next to a pond and trail , book in hand ( & what else might this mad woman read but the existentialist philosophy ? ) . 

Verona senses the curse – a prickling , almost , like an internal ward being tripped and resounding through her entirety – before she deigns to acknowledge it.  Though her companion ( a chimeric beast , summoned of own sorrow , festering in own contempt ) rouses long before she does.  His horned head l o o m i n g out of her shadow , crooked maw splitting in a show of teeth as he drags himself from her presence , trying to CONSUME the interloper only to have the rodent bound onto his snout and s p r i n g expertly off of it , landing gracefully beside the woman upon the bench , u n h a r m e d .  Pandora gripes and growls , but does no more than sulk , receding back into Verona’s darkness , his eyes following the interaction from below with a WARY SCRUTINY .

It offers Verona an envelope and no sooner has it completed the task , then it disappears.  Verona blinks a few times , rightly perplexed.  She exchanges a look with Pandora before setting her book aside and opening the letter , reading the fine calligraphy printed therein.  Gilt brows knit together.  For good measure , she reads the words a s e c o n d time before the letter is lowered to her lap and she gazes off in quiet contemplation.  Pandora rises , curling and coiling around her form , large head propping atop hers.  He grumbles – a concerned question spoken only she can perceive – and Verona l a u g h s , shaking her head.  

 ❝ Oh , it’s nothing , ❞ She lies smoothly , ❝ But it does seem as if it will take us a little longer to go home. ❞  Pandora grunt-warbles , his spectral , ever-chaning body stretching , slinking around her shoulder to peer into her face , eyes narrowed and confused , large ears perked upright.  Verona smiles , lifting a hand to lightly stroke his cheek , a gesture that seems to soothe the beast ( if only marginally ) .  ❝ No , we simply … Have a new FAMILY now.  I believe we owe it to them – to h i m , especially – to keep this promise. ❞  The one in the letter , she means ; keep them SAFE , ensure his will is FULFILLED ( she does not know what possessed suguru to grant her such a duty , but there is something to the gesture that fills her with an unfamiliar conviction & comfort ) . But ... WHY HER ?

Clawed thumb smooths over the letter in her lap as she considers the prospect. The thought rises - you're welcome , but I should be thanking you , Suguru - then drifts away just as easily.

❝ And besides , this is about more than loyalty , hm ? ❞  Pandora growls , a disapproving noise , his head shaking back and forth rapidly , tossing off a mess of smoke.  Verona grins at him , grabbing his head , holding it still as she cradles it to her breast like a mother might a petulant child ,  ❝ Hush , now , I did not say LOVE !  Though a family does involve love.  You ought to try it sometime , it would do you some good. ❞

[wyvernity]

been thinking about the sinnohtrio lately......plus misc other stuff

also, casual ko-fi drop!! get something in this sketchy style starting at $10 woop woop

[conceptofjoy]

rose thinks jade is so cool in a way that intrigues her, gives her just a liddle bit of an inferiority complex, and makes her want to devour her from the inside out. yk normal girl stuff.

[cara-mel5]

i apologise in advance for the person i will become sometime in late october

[teddybeartoji]

thank you everybody who crossed their fingers and toes bc aventurine AND acheron are now both safely at home:3333333333

[mcytegg]

Bacon: Just come like— just come like, vaguely close. We're not gonna jump you!

Ro: Somehow, I don't believe that! Trust— trust is hard to build and you have lost our [Ro and Planet's] trust.

[narianders-gt-hell]

Back to posting art once a week let’s freaking go

[sengenism]

just realised suika might've experienced her period the first time during those 7 years of petrification ALL ALONE

[pvffinsdaisies]

Miss Ireland & miss nyo Norway living in a cabin far out front society with a Norwegian elkhound dog and they paint and write poetry and play their instruments and sing together and go on hikes and and Nor will take Ireland skiing in the wintertime and and they both just live a peaceful and calm life together.

[apprentice-s]

what are everyone’s thoughts on the allura ships

[asteraws]

winding down at the inn

[asfdhgsdkjhgb]

god is swuarshing me beneath his thumb like i am an aphid or perhaps a clover mite. yeah. its slow and painful and im small. and also meek

[mariatesstruther]

everyone look at this very important picture of gabriel and smaranda luna

[dootplusone]

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Thinking. Abt this but with Bones. Like. Post-Tholian Web? Post-Mirror Mirror?

For AOS, could be after Into Darkness and/or Beyond.

A Bones who's just. So anxious. So stressed. So overwhelmed that it starts taking a toll on his health. Maybe he doesn't even realise - or maybe he does and tries his best to push through it until it knocks him on his ass. Kind of in the vein of "You don't actually know how tired you are until you stop. And then you just physically cannot start again." It becomes his new baseline, a problem that just brews and storms in the distance.

And he just carries on. And keeps going and going and going until one day he realises that 'Oh fuck, I'm not okay' and has about 5 seconds of warning before he straight up collapses, doesn't matter if it's on the bridge, in the madbay, on a planet - he's going down. (Maybe a repeat of Tholian Web where he just straight up faints into Spock's arms? Full whammy, why not)

Maybe it's a high-tension situation getting resolved that does it. The pure relief of it reminds him of how tired he is. How tired he's been for a while. His body sees that momentary rest and goes "More of that, please. And I'm not asking."

And he's so rendered by it that he doesn't grumble about being coddled like he normally would when he wakes up. He knows not to fuck with the medbay staff - they're just as firm as he is on recovery, and that's not by accident - and he knows that Spock and Kirk will be hovering, because they see any problem as something they, too, should shoulder the burden of.

...And because they're some of the most protective people in the damned universe. And that goes for pretty much all the people on board the Enterprise.

In some scenarios, it's just a case of letting his body and mind rest properly. In others, there's a lot more recovery involved than anyone initially expects. Luckily for him, he has a found family who are determined to be there with him at every step. It just takes a couple reminders, every once in a while.

[iknowwhereyousleepatnight]

went to the thrift store..... was full of beautiful goth femmes......

[evenings-at-the-seaofquanta]

Having a moment rn

Also on a more general note: