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[bushelofmuses]

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For someone so small, she had a lot of strength hidden away.

One moment he was fighting, and the next he was torn away from the Venatori he'd just killed and shoved against a wall. A soft huff of air escaped him as he hit it, and he started to lash out at the attacker only to see it was Nimue, with a blast of magic whizzing by behind her.

He lowered the dagger he'd raised against her throat, expression shifting from startled anger to relief. She'd protected him from the magic, and he was grateful, but he could thank her properly once that mage was down.

Tapping her shoulder as a temporary thanks, he dropped backward into their shadows and popped up behind the mage, stabbing them in the temple to quickly kill them. The last one, thankfully.

"Thank you."

[bushelofmuses]

"The people scream from within the wood..." They hadn't died, just changed. Cutting them down like a tree would do nothing to undo the problem or alleviate the pain they were in. He didn't know how to help or fix it. They couldn't be killed in that state, not really; their souls would always be trapped there.

An ancient device or ritual might undo it, but he didn't know enough about that to say for certain that it was the solution.

"The sickness spreads like ivy, creeping and consuming all in its path. The curse won't lift without...I don't know..." It was distressing, not knowing how to fix something. He leaned more into the hold around his arm on impulse.

"Maybe one day."

She could feel his arm tense and relax. It was a familiar feeling, trying to figure out how one felt about a touch and ultimately accepting it. Good. Nimue would have hated to make him uncomfortable with it. Truthfully, she hadn't really thought before doing. She rarely every did.

It was true, it wasn't always smiles, but he didn't need to always be comfort. Spirits could be one thing and stay one thing--- humans, people, they were more complex, difficult, feeling too much and not enough all at once. Cole smiled, though, and squeezed her arm, a soft rumbling forming in her chest for a moment, likely felt against the arm she held. It wasn't consistent and long like the purr of a cat, but it was a sort of contented sound and feeling.

There was a nod to his words. "Some people have a... streak of darkness in them." Like herself, her violence and bloodlust. "But we can choose who we are and what we do, right? She chose wrong. She let it consume her." Nimue had the feeling she'd once let it all consume herself, too.

"It feels wrong in Arlathan. There are people made of wood, turned to wood. There are legs on the trees... it feels angry and sick and carnivorous."

[achirding]

SatBK Prompt Week - Day 7: Peace

Even knights take days off, and what better way to enjoy a peaceful day that to share stories and laughter over some hot tea and snacks?

[rooksgambits]

@fereldensheroes (nimue) — starter call / accepting!

        “what is this place exactly, besides a health hazard?”

[sleetkissed]

@aetherose sent

To say Nimue was shaken would perhaps be an understatement. No, horrified would possibly be a better word, as bile threatened to arise from her throat as she isolated herself from the rest of camp come nightfall under the excuse of just wanting some fresh air. However, in reality, her thoughts were racing about what happened with that squirrel she’d momentarily blanked and kicked without at all intending to, as if something had possessed her. Thankfully, it’d seemed no one had given her little… accident with the squirrel any further thought. Whether it was thanks to her quickly telling them to proceed or them merely not caring much for it, she did not care and was grateful they moved on so fast. She didn’t want to talk to them about this. About these… urges of hers. Urges that were quickly becoming apparent to sometimes manifest as compulsions, based on the events of today. And she was terrified. Terrified that she may lose control of herself again. What if it was for longer next time, what if she hurt one of her companions next time, what if, what if, what if- So many possibilities consumed her mind, although, from an outside view, she appeared still as a statue, eyes blankly staring out towards the nearby river as she sat on a log. She did not blink, she did not move an inch; she merely kept staring. It was frankly unsettling, but it also meant she wasn’t paying attention to the world around her… and therefore, not to her sister’s approach, either.

   𝙻𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 .   plotted interactions ────────────────────────

      Serenity embraced this night's stage.      Esteri was quick to notice someone missing from camp   —   companions who were not already resting occupied themselves with the last minor tasks before heading to their bedrolls. Her keen eyes, however, did not spot her dear sister amongst them.

The day's events have been entertaining for once. All this play, all this acting as heroes rubbed Esteri the wrong way, but dismissively agreeing most of the time (not always without arguments). The pale woman had little to say against their plan. After all, every one of their merry group somehow ended up with a visitor in their head, which she was dying to know how to get it out of there.

But oh, what an interesting show she witnessed earlier. That rodent being kicked against its own presumable tree, rich brown bark painted in glimmering, wet red. How intriguing. How fascinating. And all that caused by Nimue   —   That goody two shoes with an arsenal of decisions Esteri could at best scoff at. Maybe they were more alike than the bhaalspawn thought   ?

Silent steps led her towards the riverbank   —   her little search coming out as fruitful as she saw Nimue sitting there, in thought. A subtle smirk seemed to tug at Esteri's lips for a fleeting second when making her way to closing up on her, standing behind her sibling  &  sharing the wistful gaze towards the water.

      ❝ It appears I underestimated you. I was close to thinking you would pet that thing, instead of making it fly against the local flora. ❞     A sharp comment which was laced with amusement. A glance flicked down to the sitting figure before resuming the stare far away.

     ❝ That look in your eyes back there   —   glorious. Utterly fascinating. You must felt it too, am I mistaken  ?   That . . . satisfaction. That feeling of hunger, sated for the time being. ❞     Esteri was not familiar with these strong, carnage-infused emotions. Her brain had as many holes as a waterdavian cheese wheel. Yet, the sorceress was sure she picked up the right assumptions. Nimue must share these urges. These waves of bloodlust.

     ❝ Don't tell me you are brooding  &  mourning after that fuzzy thing. Killing these goblins didn't seem to bother you as much. Why sulk about it   ? ❞

[heartsdefine]

↪ memes / accepting!

@fereldensheroes said: "You're with me on this one, right?" Nimue for Katniss?

        “to be clear,” katniss replies evenly, “i'm only working with you because haymitch vouched for you before.” and she's not entirely certain she believes a tribute from a career district can be trusted, but here they are. there's really only one person katniss cares about getting through all of this. her eyes level on the blond-haired boy sifting through the sand down by the water, and she sighs. “i'll do...whatever it takes to keep peeta alive. if that means we're allies, then fine. we're allies.” 

[f4rgd]

@fereldensheroes : starter for nimue.

“  Nimue?  ”    He’d  been  calling  her  name  for  thirty  seconds  or  more  by  now,  at  first  he’d  whispered  it  but  when  no  response  had  come  he’d  raised  his  voice  little  by  little.  It  wasn’t  just  him  who  was  staring  at  her,  he’d  just  been  the  one  to  approach  from  behind,  fingers  reaching  out  to  give  her  shoulder  the  smallest  of  taps  in  hopes  that  that  would  be  enough  to  gain  her  attention.  

The  journey  had  been  long  so  far  and  yet  they  found  themselves  going  around  in  circles  in  the  wilderness  until  they’d  settled  on  a  spot  to  make  camp.  It  wasn’t  far  from  a  goblin  camp,  but  far  enough  not  to  draw  any  trouble  in  their  direction.  He’d  been  busy  fixing  up  his  tent  when  he’d  seen  Nimue  sitting  by  the  water  looking  as  if  she  was  as  still  as  a  rock  from  where  he  watched.  For  a  moment  he’d  debated  approaching  her  but  when  ten  or  so  minutes  passed  and  no  movement  had  come  from  her  he  finally  approached  slowly  -  though  not  quietly  because  he  was  incapable  of  such  stealth.  

“  Nimue?  ”  He  tried  again  as  he  lowered  himself  down  to  the  ground  to  sit  by  her.  “  Are  you  okay?  Tell  me  to  leave  if  I  am  interrupting  your  peace,  but  I  thought  I  should  check  on  you.  ”

[avilionea]

@messanique (LANCELOT)

"Well, you aren't listening!" it was Elaine's face that stares back at him. It was some distorted version of his own voice that shouts. "I'm walking around!"

She had known about Mark's death long before anyone else. She'd talked about it with such carelessness in the same manner that good mornings were said. She had added his name to one of her logs. She had shown galahad first. He'd held her hand so she could pull the old thing from the moat and not worry about falling in. She had held the log up and said, quite plainly, " the poor man's been killed."

it was not long after that that Cornwall fell. The journey from Camelot to Tintagel was one that was meant to ease the Lady Igraine into her new home. To do that properly, Nimue needed to get there and pick up the pieces Mark's wife had left behind. From what Nimue had gathered, the Irish Queen had, at her husband's request, worked towards a cure for Duchess' madness.

it seemed a shame Isolde would never get to finish her work... but that death was a different story.

"I can't just magick a bridge back together!" she had though. In her fit of screaming at him, the bridge had begun to be rebuilt and fall back apart all at her unknowing whim. This was the kind of thing Merlin had wanted to teach her. This was the kind of thing she had begun to learn on the Isle, but in both cases, she preferred to run.

That future seemed to scare her most.

"I'm. Not. Going. In. I. Will. Drown." She said finally. "There has to be shallow water. Or no water. I'm not going."

[wulfbluds]

❛ okay , we have got to pull you together . ❜ @joyfulmagic ( 𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔱𝔞 ) ⋆｡˚꩜ still accepting .

a 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐅𝐔𝐋 glance is thrown downwards at the 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔪𝔞𝔩 garb relta works to ᵃʳʳᵃᶰᵍᵉ just so . nimue had been so quick to slip back within the keep's walls that she'd paid no mind to the brambles ᴛᴀɴɢʟᴇᴅ within her hair nor the greenery ᶜˡᶤᶰᵍᶤᶰᵍ to beryl skirts . ❛ ❛ i'm sorry , i must look a mess . i 𝐫𝐚𝐧 all the way from the river . ❜ ❜ [ feeble apologies won't save your skirts from the mud that has surely become a 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚝 fixture upon the cotton ] . ❛ ❛ have i come too late ? ❜ ❜ eyes alight upon relta once more , just as the 𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 - crowned princess ᵖˡᵘᶜᵏˢ a crisp brown leaf from nimue's tresses . time is fickle , & the fey girl often 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊 of it ( ... ) much to the ᵈᶤˢᵐᵃʸ of ��𝑜𝑚𝑒 . ❛ ❛ tell me i have not ruined this night 𝔟𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢 it has even begun . ❜ ❜

[lordliing]

"It's easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend." (Nimue)

"Is it?" Gortash never found it so easy. Then again, he could count on one hand the number of times he had truly, honestly forgiven someone.

And this would not be one of these times, not from the way he stood straight, one hand clenched in front of him and head held high-- walled up, on the defense, and looking down at the other with a look that could only be described as fury.

"Perhaps if progress wasn't destroyed beyond repair, if this wasn't such a disasterous failure, I could agree. But it is, and the Black Hand will not be merciful for it. Fixing this may be beyond me, and someone will pay dearly for it."

[bushelofmuses]

@dcvium asked: 🌿 my mission to have Nim send all mistletoe memes CONTINUES! Probs Cole since we haven't rped anyone else?

Mistletoe Meme

He vaguely remembered there was a tradition that people followed when under this plant. The mages used to do it, all shy smiles or playful dips over the knee to kiss the other as a joke. Some were sincere and others were merely an embarrassment and something to hurry up and get it over with.

And now Cole found himself with Nimue under it. He blamed...it might have been Harding that put it up.

Cole was no stranger to the action, or at least, to seeing it. He'd never been in a situation where he had to, or wanted to.

He leaned down and accidentally bumped her forehead with the brim of his hat. Cole jerked back with a grimace and pushed it up and out of the way before trying again, pressing a hesitant kiss to her cheek. He didn't want to take it too far without her permission.

There. That wasn't so bad. He could have done worse. His hat could have fallen off when he ran into her with it...or it could have poked her in the eye. If hitting her forehead was the worst part of it, then he could count it as a victory.

[bushelofmuses]

He searched her face a moment, listening and watching her. Never suggest the coast again, he told himself. Avoiding them most days would be easy enough; they didn't have many missions there.

Slowly Cole nodded and gave her another squeeze before letting go to give her space, only moving his hand to hold hers. He was cautious, not holding too tightly so she could pull away if it was too much or unwanted. He hoped his gloves didn't bother her; they were a bit worn and picked at on the palms. Cole wondered if the pilling might be bothersome, if she was too overstimulated as it was.

"If that will work, yes." He gave her a small smile. Cole was serious about being accommodating; anything to make this easier for her, to help her clear her head and mind of whatever this horrible news was doing to her.

It couldn't have been easy.

Even with her thoughts and feelings, she at least seemed to try. He admired her for it; she did so well, in his opinion.

"You're doing an amazing job...but it's okay to let go around me if you need to. I don't mind." If she needed to lash out or cry or something in private, he wouldn't judge, wouldn't stop her. Sometimes you have to let it out to come down off of the ceiling.

He could hear. If she had any doubts that he could, they were silenced as he answered her thoughts. Not a monster. Cold didn't see her as one. It was progress. It was a voice to steady her. To weigh her down in a positive way. Voice, grip, words. It all contributed towards keeping Nimue grounded.

Taking a breath, her eyes pressed shut tightly. Focus. Focus. Once she was sure that she'd managed a modicum of stability, Nimue's head rose. A hand moved to settle on Cole's arm as reassurance. She wasn't going to run from him.

"Not the coast. I don't like beaches... or oceans." They were cold and empty feeling. Vast and unknowable. Like an existential dread made manifest. "A forest? A lake? I know a few. In Ferelden."

[sonicgirlsmackdown]

Sonic Girl Smackdown Official Bracket!

102 will enter, but only 1 can leave!

Matchups below the cut, and round one will begin sometime soon!

Breezie the Hedgehog & Relic the Pika

Nicole the Holo-Lynx & Lupe the Wolf

Dulcy the Dragon & Thunderbolt the Chinchilla

Bunnie Rabbot & Matilda the Armadillo

Clove the Pronghorn & Nephthys the Vulture

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Fiona Fox & Julie-su

Mina Mongoose & Gold the Tenrec

Cassia the Pronghorn & Echo the Dolphin

Pearly the Manta Ray & Abyss the Squid

Sonar the Fennec & Coral the Betta

Opal the Jellyfish & Bernadette Hedgehog

Rosy the Rascal & Merna the Merhog

Jian the Tiger & Bunker the Tortoise

Cinder the Pheasant & Carrotia the Rabbit

Princess Undina & Rosie the Woodchuck

Hope Kintobor & The Iron Queen

Metal Amy & Phage

Blade the Shark & Nic the Weasel

Lara-su & [winner of Blade v. Nic]

Whisper the Wolf & Lumina

Blaze the Cat & Tikal the Echidna

The End & Shahra

Tekno the Canary & Squad Commander Red

Tiara Boobowski & [winner of Helen v. Black Rose]

Amy Rose & Vanilla the Rabbit

Avatar & Scarlet Garcia

Rebel Rouge & Thorn Rose

Momma Robotnik & Lady Goat

Lah & Rachel

Surge the Tenrec & Topaz

Queen Aleena & Rusty Rose

Witchcart & Maddie Wachowski

Sticks the Badger & Sage the AI

Cream the Rabbit & Wave the Swallow

Lindsey Thorndyke & Zeena the Zeti

Molly & Sonia the Hedgehog

Honey the Cat & Belle the Tinkerer

Princess Elise the Third & Knuckles the Echidna

Frances & Jewel the Beetle

Sara/Seira & Nimue

Merlina & Tangle the Lemur

Shade the Echidna & Lanolin the Sheep

Prim Rouge & Maria Robotnik

Perci the Bandicoot & Sir Percival

Helen & Black Rose

Marine the Raccoon & Rouge the Bat

Cosmo the Seedrian & Amy Doll

Claire Voyance & Ella

Zooey the Fox & Jojo

Ebony & Batten Rouge

Lady Walrus & Mrs. Vandersnout

[multific]

Destiny and Future

Hellboy x Reader

Summary: You arrived at the church as all hell break lose outside, literally

"RED!" the voice caught everyone's attention in the church. You barged in and the scene in front of you shocked you, to say the least. 

"Just what in the seven shades of FUCK is going on here?!" you yelled as you saw the Professor, dead, as Alice was projecting him. He offered you a smile that told you, you just arrived on time.

"He is fulfilling his destiny and no one will be able to stop him." Nimue, the woman in front of him said.

"Oh, okay, and here I thought it was the end of the world." you let out a huff, obviously being sarcastic.

"You left." Hellboy spoke as he was now fully turned towards you. His words felt like fire and ice at the same time. A shiver ran down your spine as you looked at him.

"I tried to find my parents... took me so long to realize that while I was looking for my past, my present and future ran right past me, and I lost you. I'm so sorry, Red. I caused you way too much pain with my selfishness. I wasn't there for you when Ruiz passed, I wasn't there for you before or after and I regret it deeply. But this is not you, Red. I know you, this is not who you are, I mean come on a fire crown? Really?" you took a spet towards him, everyone watching you closely. 

"Do not listen to her. She is lying! She played with your feelings, she just doesn't want you to fulfil your destiny."

"Slithering like a snake I see." you commented as she gave you a look. 

"I'll kill you." she moved towards you, with intentions to murder you but Hellboy grabbed her arm.

"No one touches My Kitten." he said before he chopped her head off. One clean cut.

Then you were attacked by something from your right, and before you could dodge it, it made you fly and land against a pillar, making your back hurt and as you hit your head, you passed out.

When you woke up you were in a very familiar room, Red's room.

You smiled as you saw him sitting by your side.

"How are you feeling?" he asked as you woke up.

"Like I was just thrown against a pillar and blacked out. Can you kill the light please? My head is throbbing." you asked as you covered your eyes. Hellboy did as you told him and turned the lights off, only a small light illuminating the room so it's not pitch black. 

He didn't say a word. Although you knew he wanted to say many many things, he didn't speak.

"Red... I'm sorry about your father."

"Yeah."

"But I'll never leave you again, I promise. Not even when you will yell at me for being annoying." he smiled.

"I'm sorry you didn't find what you were looking for."

"Don't be silly, I found it years ago when I met you, I just didn't realize." you sat up against the pillows as he moved to sit next to your leg on the bed. "I feel bad, I spent most of our relationship trying to find my past."

"Well, you are doing it again, you are focusing on what happened instead of the future." you looked into his golden eyes. 

"You are right it's just that I feel really bad about it. I understand why you'd feel like I played with your feelings. But I never lied, I do really love you, Red." 

"I know. I love you too." he leaned over and placed a kiss on your lips. 

Throughout your relationship with him, this was the first time you felt truly free and happy. 

"So... Excalibur and... fire crown?" you laughed as he groaned but didn't say anything.

From that day on, no more looking into the past, from that day on, all that mattered was the future, your future with him. 

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[f4rgd]

@fereldensheroes : "It's possible. I've killed a lot of people." (Nimue, minorly edited for past tense)

" It is unnerving when you say it with such ease. " Maybe that's because he's not killed that many yet - a lifetime in the city being a smith will do that. But he's wanted to be out here doing this for years, ideally he wouldn't have a tadpole squirming around his brain but there's little he can do about that. He's an oathsman, but his ability to keep that is tested by the day - every swing of his sword feels like another vengeful way to remove the anger that's built inside him over the years.

His eyes narrow as he looks to Nimue curiously. " I suppose they are just goblins... " Renowned for being bad. He could take them down if they needed to. " Shall we sneak in and take them by surprise? I admit I am not the most stealthy. "

[cxncrie-a]

   Alright, at least he apologized. She'll take that as a start. Ears slowly perking back up now that there wasn't any yelling involved, she sighs. Her tails flick behind her slightly as she tries to figure out how to word this better so he doesn't get extremely defensive again.

" How about you tell me what started everything and go from there? Start at the beginning up to where we are now, that way I can understand better and help you out however I can. "

Why'd she have to be right, a bitter thought. Even though he knew it was better that she was right rather than him Shit, why'd he have to open his dumb mouth.

"Sorry, Nimue..." he sighed, brushing his bangs out of his eyes, trying to take a moment to take a calm approach to this, now to try to explain his way out of this, or at least try to find away to make himself seem less guilty after getting so defensive.

What a dumbass move, twice now he's done something so asinine at this rate, maybe he'd be better off just not speaking. " What was your question again?" He just wanted to know where she wanted him to start trying to explain things.