#switched over to beta editor

[legendaryl0stpieces]

@elegancemultimuse continued from here. [x]

"Oh, I'm well aware." Mason teased lightly with a grin, he couldn't help himself whenever she was around. She had the power and he would bend to her will at anytime actually. Making his way into their bedroom, discarding some of his clothes as well. Once they were in the bedroom, he turned to kiss her softly.

[mcmcntomorii-later]

@dancinghearts

‘‘Ah, a dessert date! It’s gonna be so fun for sure~ oh, once we are done eating here is there anywhere else you wanna go? If not I can take you back home and fly you back up.’‘

He wanted to make sure she got home properly, and since they left via her balcony Eran doubted she brought her keys with her.

「I have no other places I'd like to go,」 Mukuro said with a smile, it was rather late at night already so she really couldn't think of anywhere she'd like to go at this hour。

「So taking me home after this will be fine, thank you。」 Mukuro added and he'd be right about that assumption, she didn't really have the keys she'd need to get back into her home if she took the normal way in。

[batfall-a]

this beta editor is the worst

[paragonrising]

@normaltothemax continued from x. ( jake lockley )

She jumped down and landed next to Jake, glancing at him when he asked her opinion. When Carol’s gaze fell to the mass in the centre of the crater, she grimaced. It looked disgusting, veins converging and forming a fleshy, swollen… orifice. She cringed, she was not one to back away from a challenge but well, this was just gross.

Carol leaned over the edge, peering down into the darkness. A horrid cold radiated out of the pit.

“Only one way to find out,” she said, energy enveloping her as she leapt into the hole.

She was falling for a solid few seconds before her feet hit moist, meaty ground. Carol’s glow illuminated a cavern of strange rock, marred by those pulsing veins that weaved their way through the walls. That sound she’d barely made out above, it was louder here, but not by much.

“Well, this sucks,” she murmured, noting the numerous tunnels that spawn off this central chamber.

As Jake landed down next to her, her glow dimmed until just her fist radiated light. That chill they’d felt above was heavier down here, Carol could see her breath now. She frowned as she approached the cave wall, touching the stone. 

“This substance isn’t found on Earth,” she stated, as she looked down at her wrist console. “It’s not in my database, either.”

She broke off a shard and tossed the piece to Jake.

“You ever seen anything like it?”

[sinsoakedsaints]

the tumblr legacy phase out starts tomorrow, rip to my sister

[springbreezc]

♡ — for @cloudlores​​ | continued from here

"some do say that i missed my true calling of comedy and that i'm wasting my talents in medicine," sai returned the flat tone, betrayed by the slight quip upwards of their mouth.

rubbing his hands together in an attempt to warm them, he wondered, not for the first time, how he had wound up so damn far down this bumpy path with a cast of nefarious characters around him.

"so if i do this, we're even then?" they had no choice but to be agreeable. "i brought only a few instruments with me to work with," in the event his instinct was right and his expertise would be needed, "so i hope that you don't need me to perform open heart surgery or some shit like that."

[anankelotus]

PINNED

TOA Canon [Underground Citizen of Abyss/Ashen Wolves Professor at the Officers Academy]

FATES [Post Hidden Truths, Route Unspecified]

Post Hidden Truths, revived the power of his dragon half. He is mentally unstable due to the influence of King Anankos, and does not remember any of the time between his death and arriving at Garreg Mach. He knows he died, and then he woke up at the entrance to Abyss. Hence he decides to remain there for now, he does not know himself anymore and does not wish to accidentally hurt anyone with what he does not know. He is confused for the most part, but he knows that he has done awful things in the past. Atonement is not an easy path, but... is there not to be something said for trying?

ABOUT | INTERVIEW | Please kindly do not use small text! (post)

He is not aware of the events of any of the paths, returned to rest with the body as an empty husk of a soul. It doesn't really matter which route it is, since the details are handwaved anyway lol.

He will behave in much the same way as he does in Heirs of Fate, confused and slightly erratic. His memories are a tangling mess, so he isn't exactly sure what is what anymore.

He has only ever loved two people, Cadros and Mikoto. Though he will never acknowledge his love of Cadros, as he feels as though he betrayed him during his accidental death at his hand.

He likes animals, as they will not judge him as humans will. His favourite animals are turtles, he feels a bit of kinship to them, given that dragons are technically reptiles as well.

He loves his children very much, though his knowledge of them is limited due to dying soon after learning Lilith was his daughter and because he sent Corrin away with his mother when she was still a baby.

Because of his benevolence, and a deep love for the world and everyone in it, even if he is terribly confused as to who he is, he has a tendency to somewhat take any students without parents/who seem lonely under his wing, treating them as if they were his own children.

He does not think of himself as ever being a king. Valla’s only true kings were Cadros and his family line, he does not deserve that title.

Chronic apologizer, even for things that he was not responsible for. (Not actual fates events, more like. If someone else knocks something over in his presence, he'll act like he's the one who needs to apologize.)

He does not retain any of his draconic powers, at least for the most part. And he doesn’t mind that all that much. He is perfectly content with remaining as his human avatar. Things are better this way, they feel better this way.

His appearance either looks something like this or this. As much as I like the look of normal Anankos, I think he deserved to be a little fucked up even in his human form. There has to be a reason why he hides under his cloak all time, after all.

He does not know of Kana or any other children that Corrin may have.

[sangcreole]

anyway just FYI I’m gonna start publishing asks as their own individual text posts again because I can’t fucking STAND tumblr’s new beta editor formatting

[averyvmontgomery-archive]

@thelizaxlevin

In Avery’s eyes, it was kind of really obvious they were sleeping together. Why else would a guy pay any attention and why else would Elizabeth be so conflicted if sex weren’t involved? She didn’t need to voice it at all. Avery raised her hands in surrender, “You’re right, you’re right. It’s your opinion that matters.” At the end of the day, Elizabeth was a grown adult and all Avery could really do was cheer from the sidelines. (Or at least, silently judge from the sidelines.)

When the topic flipped onto her, she took a big gulp of her drink, needing both the time and courage to figure out what to say. “I met someone,” she confessed. “We kind of had sex a few hours after meeting.” A little blush coated her cheeks. “But afterward, we went on an actual date and, thankfully, it’s not just confusing sex.” Although Avery wasn’t that confident, Ophelia was kind of similar to her so she liked to think they both must be feeling the same way if they have gone this far. “I really, really like her. Her name is Ophelia and she is this super sweet and gorgeous ballerina that laughs at all my stupid puns.”

Talking about Ophelia made her nervous and excited and so, naturally, the rambling began. “The sex is super comfortable, and you know how much of a nervous wreck I can be in front of pretty girls, and we’ve even stayed together overnight a few times.” She grabbed Elizabeth’s drink out of her hand and placed it on the table before grabbing Elizabeth’s shoulders and shaking her. “Elizabethhhh, I don’t know what to do! You know that stereotype that lesbians u-haul after the second date? It’s so true. I’m falling fast and hard! Help me!” she whined, pleading for her friend’s wisdom or maybe a slap to snap her out of it.

[leschanceux]

i’m gonna crash out but i’ve drafted everything in my inbox, so if you’re waiting on anything from me, it is coming. i’m just extra slow at the moment because i’m going through some stuff. thanks for your patience <3

[legendaryl0stpieces]

@goxinsane continued from here. [x]

"And here I thought you loved me." He teased gently with a small grin on his lips. Yes, Abel could tell that Wynonna wasn't happy. But he hoped that one of these places would make her happy, clearly he was wrong though. There was a small sigh as he looked over at her. She wasn't wrong, this place was nice and did tick off most of his box but he wanted their place to be theirs since they were about to get married and such. "Alright, well it does tick off most of my boxes but I want you to feel comfortable in our place. Because that is what it comes down to. It's not just mine but it would be our place." So they would keep looking in hopes of finding a place that would be theirs. That is what mattered to him.

Money would never be an issue for him. Listening to her, he nodded his head a little bit. "I was just hoping that you would like this since its just you and I right now. But if you want to look into a house, and it checks off both of our boxes, I say let's look into getting a house together." She was right, they should have been looking into houses since the beginning. "You were right, we probably should have been looking into them since the beginning. So let's do it." Naturally he would do anything to make her happy. He loved her, there was no question about that at all.

[mcmcntomorii-later]

@midnightactual

“It doesn’t look it, very well kept,” Yoruichi noted, before answering, “Probably just wait in the lobby or outside the building; her standing orders are to remain inconspicuous.” She offered something of another shrug, only to notice Mukuro was approaching with the tea. Very composed, this one… almost unnaturally so. She’d been thinking on what she knew of the other Mukuro and trying to compare and contrast. This one seemed more controlled…

She left the tea to the table for the moment since it’d likely take a short while to cool anyway. The question put to her made her chuckle once. “Since you’ve invited me in and made me tea, it’d be pretty rude not to. I’m Yoruichi.” She left it at that, seeing no need to give her surname. “I’d usually offer to be called Shirley, but I don’t think you’ll have trouble with my name.”

With the introduction out of the way, she glanced toward the door again, weighing up whether to talk about Yuki some more, but it was ultimately immaterial and would just be dancing around the issue she was actually interested in. Instead she went directly for it: “I have to say, you’re taking this all rather easily, walking around in a bathrobe and making tea and all. It’s pretty impressive.” She left off ‘for a human’ or the like as there was no need to ham it up.

She finally picked up the tea. The thought of poison or some other kind of additive had crossed her mind, but wouldn’t really make sense—this situation was likely too strange for trying that to be a first thought, it’d been declared ‘reinforcements’ were on their way, and there’d be no answers forthcoming in such an event. In any case, her constitution was such that it didn’t really matter unless it was weapons-grade plutonium or the like. She blew across the surface gingerly and took a sip.

“Mm, pretty good! So, what can I clear up for you?”

「Oh, thank you,」 Mukuro said as approached with the tea, it was quite the nice compliment she had received about home, granted she hardly had any one here to compliment her home but still。。。 it felt very nice to have her abode complimented like this。 She'd nod slightly upon the next set of words as she sat down on the sofa opposite of the one Yoruichi sat on。 Eyes slightly narrowing in confusion at the word choices used; standing order and inconspicuous were the ones she attached to the most。 「I see。。。」 she'd hum out as she took one of the cups of tea she mad, holding the warm cup in her hands as method of keeping herself grounded。

When Yoruichi gave her name to Mukuro, she'd nod once, it was an interesting name, and surely one she would remember if told to her prior to now。「Shirley, huh?」 Mukuro said with a small chuckle to her tone, 「but you're correct, I wouldn't have much trouble saying Yoruichi。」

「I'd probably be freaking out more if you came off as hostile towards me,」 granted, she was still internally weirded out, and a part of her was still convinced that this was all in her head。 「And thank you, I like to pride myself on how level-headed I can be,」 she added as she took a small sip from the cup of tea she had in her hand。

「Thank you,」 Mukuro responded with a small nod and a smile when the drink she made was complimented, 「and there's。。。 so much, like how did you know my name? You spoke of as if you knew of me, and that other name you said, Shinji, who's that? I don't know a Shinji。」

[deathmcth-archived]

" I got a prostate the size of a honey-dew and a head full of bad memories. "

[austerulous]

◈   @bladedwoe //  cont.

A humble and crumbling rift in the earth, the disused mine was propped open by precarious-looking wooden pillars.  Distracted by its state of disrepair, Farkas missed the moment Astrid dipped a finger into the blood splatter that decorated her armour, missed the moment she savoured its cloying, metallic taste.  

Together, the Companions – one authentic, the other ingenuine – descended into stillness.  No wind here, instead only the barest of draughts travelled along the ore-lined seams, stirring the silted floor.  Pitch-fuelled torches lit the tunnel with scattered, undulating light.  All around them were traces of domesticity, speaking to a space no longer used for its original purpose.  Clearly, the bandits had lodged here.  Bedding, weapons, a great slab of stone reimagined as a table, a smattering of wooden tumblers, some still half-filled with mead.  All perfectly mundane belongings of the recently dead.

Astrid was Farkas’ shadow as they explored, her movements silent and slinking compared to the scuff and thud of his heavy footfall.  A towering figure clad in steel, with beast blood thick in his veins, he had little need for stealth. 

Even with the creak of leather and the clank of alloy armour, there was no mistaking the sound of approach behind them, hushed voices – harsh and hostile – bouncing on stone walls.  A band of men and women alike emerged from the gloom, dressed in armour that was mismatched but sturdy, their snow-flecked bodies filling the corridor.  It was the shine of silver weapons that marked them apart, it was the searing expressions of hatred that contorted their features.  On the air current, came the scent of blood, pine needles, decay, fur – his kind.  

The Silver Hand.  

“Not only a dog, but a little bitch as well,” sneered one, a crackling voice emanating from somewhere beneath his horned helmet.  The group approached slowly, lazy and relaxed in their movements, weapons drawn but pointed to the ground for the most part.

“Just a dog.”  Farkas’ lip curled, a bestial growl bubbling in his throat as he cursed his inattentiveness, and the danger he had brought upon Astrid, a fledging of the Companions.  Manoeuvring his greatsword into one hand, muscles bunching as they bore its substantial weight, he reached out with the other to ensure his silhouette eclipsed Astrid’s own, making a shield of his broad body.

[tenebriism]

@sterrenlied ;; BETA EDITOR SWITCH ( X )

She'll remember that for the FUTURE, then, not that the interruption of her OWN meal would have upset her any, had the vendor chosen to approach mid-forkful, but for those who NEEDED such sustenance to survive, she could see WHY it would be an inopportune encounter. Besides, NOBODY liked cold food, nor would she have APPRECIATED her time with Siebren being INTERRUPTED.

This was different. THIS, she had control over ( with gentle guidance from the scientist behind her ). Siebren's approval earns both him AND the kind lady a wide grin, and, perhaps predictably, Miku wastes NO time taking the pen from her owner's hand to begin drafting out her masterpiece. " What is your son's name ? I will make him the beeeeest autograph ever ! " As if there needed to be any sort of doubt, but she does, indeed, pull through. The moment she receives the requested information, she's SPEEDILY drawing a custom work of art on the spare order pad she'd been given, with her signature making for a FLASHY finisher at the bottom of the page, hearts and all.

" ♥ Toooooo . . . Cam, frooooom . . . Miku ! ~ Happy, happy birthday ! ♥ " She holds up her work to be admired to both the vendor and Siebren. " How does it look ? Will this earn a strawberry cake !? "

MORE than that, it seems, if the hastiness at which the vendor begins boxing up treats just behind them says anything.

[iomadachd]

@maliignant from here:

: { Spike } :

Oh, how he missed this, her closeness, her touch. He can feel when her eyes open though, and it's not hard to understand why. William the Bloody awful about keeping his mouth shut about exes.

Thank whoever was in charge though that the words out of her mouth were not scolding, but the stars singing for them. His hands rest upon her hips, swaying in time as she does, just feeling her presence, her words. Always filling up the space, his Dru was. Bigger than herself in every way, full of magic and knowledge.

"Love, I could never bear the stars and their songs, too much for my ole head. You make the song bearable..." he murmured, trying not to overthink why they might be singing of lovers' past.

"I'm more real than any dream you could conjure up, I promise you that. I came back from the dead and ev'rythin'."