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[kimtaegis]

JIN HUGS JIN HUGS! for @jinstronaut ♡

cr. namuspromised, dwellingsouls, 0613data

[queenlucythevaliant]

5, 9 and 20 for War and Peace?

I am so glad to get one of these for W&P! Thanks!

5: do you have a favorite character? Who?

I was always going to love Natasha. I tend to gravitatie toward those characters who appreciate beauty more deeply than those around them, and that's Natasha to a T. It was the moon in the window scene with her and Sonya that really made me go, "Oh ok, she's one of My Girls now." Love her to death. I think Natasha and Lucy Pevensie would be really good friends.

Would also like to give a shoutout to my man Platon Karataev though! He's probably my favorite of the supporting cast. I love his faith, his optimism, his whole relationship with Pierre, and although his ending just broke my heart, I love that his impact is felt all the way to the end of the story. Would totally love to be his friend. I adore the prayer he says every night (I think I've posted about it on this blog before: "Lord, lay me down like a stone and raise me up like new bread.") I also really love the little detail that he loves to sing but kinda sucks at it.

9: give the most UNHELPFUL and/or SILLY summary possible

W&P defies summary to the extent that any attempts are kind of inherently funny. So:

The Napoleonic Wars happen. Various Russians go to war, contemplate existence, fall in love, find God, cheat on each other, romanticize the past, die, get married, and gaze at the sky. There are two epilogues, and you can skip the second one.

20: What's the WORST thing about this story, in your opinion?

It drives me nuts that Natasha gives up music after marrying Pierre. Really and truly it does. Also, someone besides Natasha please appreciate Sonya challenge!

[spadezking]

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Friends Anime Music Basketball Tiddies

[cxpperhead]

Icons only: taking him flying for the first time~

Send "Icons only" and something for my muse to react to And I will show my muse's reaction using only icons (1-5) and no text

[lausticzt-a]

┊ ┊⋆ ┊ . 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓭-𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓬 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓮 ◞ 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖊 . ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ @centuricnis ⤸ ❛   patch .   help  my  muse  patch  up  a  wound.

She makes it apparent that she doesn't want his help. Hands were unsteady in her own attempt, assistance already denied to soldiers passing by; if she couldn't do it herself, then she'd let it rot. But she would do it. The cut was deep, tearing flesh and cloth, her shirt would need to be discarded ... for now, it remains unbuttoned enough to slide off her shoulder, giving her room to clean the wound with gritted teeth and a refusal to wince. Eyes twitch, clicking her tongue with every surge of pain, she is not used to getting hit. It infuriates her more than the cut. She needs to be better.

It's the stitching she ends up struggling with. Laura blames the placement, the open cut stretching across her shoulder; she knew the basics of tending to wounds, as they all were taught, but she'd never had a gentle touch to begin with. Exceling enough to understanding, but putting it into practice was messy, cold, and unpleasant to those involved when being handled by her.

Laura is exhausted / but to succumb to that fact was inexcusable.

She doesn't get to ponder for much longer. The equipment beside her is snatched, breaking her concentrating. Eyes dart up with a sharp stare and when she sees who it is, eyes only narrow with a deep frown. No. She absolutely does not need his assistance. How bad must she look, how poorly did he believe she was doing, for him to come over in the first place.

“ What are you doing? ” A part of her knows she's being overly stubborn. A brief moment of understanding, that she might rather get it sorted, to relieve of her having to jab the needling into her skin, to avoid infection ... but, the thought of it also stabbed at her pride, would just showcase her inability; she doesn't need help, because she is better. A quiet huff escapes her, heavy eyes indulging burn-out as they cast aside, even as brows furrow. “ What makes you think I trust you with that. I don't need you messing it up. ”

[oculusxcaro]

(If she ever gets patrons who tend to make frequent 'appearances' on the news, how often does she recognize them, and how awkward are those interactions? Does she ever report them to the GCPD or feel tempted to do so?)

send me questions you have about my character!

You'd think a waitress in a demanding job would at least have a somewhat decent memory when it comes to recognizing faces but honestly? Khare has a horrible memory and isn't likely to start remembering faces unless they are REALLY distinct (or have visited enough times for their appearance to register in her brain). Seeing the Joker himself strolling in and ordering up some pancakes is the most you can expect for her to acknowledge there's a serious fucking situation on hand but after that? Forget it, she's not likely to make the connection.

However, this is Gotham so chances are that at least somebody's going to rock up at the diner in their costume. Khare may be so preoccupied about getting their order right that... you know, it's going to take a minute or two to catch on that something's not right about their appearance, but she can't quite put a finger on it. Alexa, play the Jeopardy! Think Music! It's probably more awkward for the patron visiting that everything is so calm - The waitress isn't screaming bloody murder or jamming the silent call button beneath the counter to alarm the police that trouble is there, she's just smiling and doing her best to remember their order, just as they want it but on the off chance she does recognize somebody... she really, really doesn't want to call the GCPD and cause a scene, because really, nothing's happened.... yet, and the thought of police taking her statement and asking awkward questions is a far more frightening prospect than the Mad Hatter asking for a pot of tea, because... you know, she's an illegal immigrant at this point, and if she calls the police, who's to say she's not joining them in jail after her shift ends? Having a bad memory makes life difficult but in Khare's case, it might have saved more than a few potentially dangerous situations from blowing up as a hungry rogue gets a tasty meal without any screaming or overhearing any hushed calls begging the GCPD to arrive, because even criminals need to eat and boy, do most people feel a lot better after getting a proper meal inside them!

[msftsn]

and @metrictita wrote in the journal : ❛ the doc said all my bleeding was internal, that’s where the blood’s supposed to be.❜  hopefully a joke, sadly, probably a statement. showscripts of brooklyn; stories of luka and valeria.

❛ oh, honey, no that's- ❜ she begins gently, carefully hovering a hand over his shoulder before the other one comes to rest on his chest, gently guiding him to lean back so he would lay down again, any previous tenseness and frustration from elsewhere completely dissipated as she frets over the young man - or at least she calls him this in a chastising tone anyway, despite only having a few years of age on him. ❛ you need to stop being reckless, you hear?? ❜

she raises her brows, looks at him before she gives him a good once over. truth be told she isn't quite sure how or why he and his friend were here, especially when the entire base was supposed to be highly secret, but she'll question that later, instead opting to take care of the man for now, worried about his injuries getting worse as she rummages through her bag for painkillers and her comfortable travel pillow. maybe that'll motivate him to remain in bed. ❛ sweetheart, please tell me you're making a joke and i don't have to worry about you more than i already do?? ❜

[crimeronan]

i seem to finally be coming off a flare that's lasted....... fuck knows how long. most of the month at least. i woke up today only wheezing a little and not having a headache even before taking my meds. took a heavy-duty anti-inflammatory just now to kill the remaining symptoms, i'm gonna do some dishes and then go pick up yet Another prescription for More heavy-duty anti-inflammatory drugs, bc that's my life now. send prayers or good vibes into the universe that i have more than a day or two of freedom from The Hellfires. i need this So Fucking Bad.

[ferromagnetiic]

“Go tell your partner you love them. Now. Go on.”

                    【 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄'𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏. 】                     @chatcambrioleur    @snowdrcp

         ❝ Listen. If I'm gonna be act all mushy with my girl, it's gonna be on my terms.      Don't know where ya got the idea I was gonna let ya gawk at us like a bunch of weirdos.      Bugger off, the lot of ya.      Enough of ya tryin'a catch me actin' like a soppy bastard. ❞

          He's all embarrassed now because the Straw Hats are teasing him.

[neteyam-loak-kiri-and-tuk]

Neytiri: *is a badass*

Jake: *heavy breathing* B A B E

Jake: *does something Himbo™*

Neytiri: *heavy breathing* B A B E

You are 100% correct

But also hear me out, I feel like this would be their reaction for both scenarios. Neytiri loving it when Jake does something cool and Jake loving it when Neytiri does something that's equivalent to himbo. Idk idk I just love how much they adore each other

[zaneclodon]

sonic battle royale

[wispstalk]

what does Abi think of Miraak?

first impression: bitchmade. out of control ego. the corruption of the all-maker stones would really disgust her. one thing about Abi is that she sees the value of humility.

i haven't gotten far into thinking about that storyline but there's a post floating around somewhere about Miraak learning how to be a person again through being humbled. I don't really write "xyz lives" AUs save for the occasional prompt, but it was thought-provoking. (if anyone knows what i'm talking about and has it to hand, pls send it to me)

She would feel a pang of sympathy for his imprisonment as their confrontation went on, and be horrified by way he dies. That "Hermaeus Mora is laughing at us" line he says would get under her skin and stay with her long after she manages to free herself from Apocrypha. I think in time she would wish they found common ground.

[adveanture]

      *      QUESTSY      /      ft.   jessamine      —      [   REGENCY   AU   ]      one   of   them   compromised   the   other

it   is   a   deep   shame   upon   the   de   silva   family.         their   daughter,   a   jewel   in   their   circles   of   finery,   with   all   of   the   prospects   of   fine   marriages   before   her,   being   caught   in   the   throes   of   passion   with   a   bastard   serving   boy.      @questsy​​   will   be   ruined      —      she   is   already   ruined.      the   only   way   to   spare   them   a   modicum   of   shame,   jess   and   her   family,   is   for   her   and   the   base-born   serving   boy,   dextyr   roan,   to   marry.      if   dex   had   known   it   would   be   this   simple   for   them   to   manage   such   an   arrangement,   he   would   have   suggested   it   to   jessamine   weeks   ago,   when   their   secret   affair   first   begins.      but   even   after   their   simple,   quiet   wedding,   he   can   tell   it   troubles   jess.      she   is   nearly   silent   .   .   .      and   he   worries.      what   if   she   did   not   want   this?      what   if   it   is   not   him   she   wished   for   in   the   long-run   of   life?      what   if,   what   if,   what   if.            “      you,   uh   .   .   .      ”            it   is   not   so   stressful   or   difficult   between   them   before   now      —      not   ever.      but   now   they   stand   here   in   the   bedroom   of   the   house   jessamine’s   parents   set   up   for   them      —      small   but   tasteful,   staffed   but   not   overly   so,   far   enough   from   the   ton   for   wagging   tongues   not   to   follow   them   so   very   much      —      barely   able   to   look   the   other   in   the   eye.            “      i   don’t   ‘ave   to   stay   in   ‘ere,      ”            he   finally   manages.            “      ‘m   sure   there’s   somewhere   else   i   could   sleep,   if   that’s   what   ya   want   .   .   .      ”

[lausticzt-a]

┊ ┊⋆ ┊ . 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓭-𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓬 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓮 ◞ 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖊 . ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ @shougancid ⤸ ( rest ) : trying to sleep, but unable to fall asleep

she's not a deep sleeper at the best of times. vulnerability, in her mind, was a dangerous state. if it dared creep up on her ( so insanely emotional ) she'd grab it by the throat and shove it down. next to a supposed enemy, the thought of sleep was discomforting. still, laura tries to rest -- it was essential for the betterment of growth. failing to meet those needs because of someone else was just as unforgiving. such a complicated mind.

but, she's not the only one who seemed to struggle. despite her own outlook, laura wasn't opposed to the idea of sleep; she wouldn't allow dreams to haunt her, far too unwilling. every so often there's movement that causes her brows to furrow in annoyance. stuck in light sleep, forced to wake at any slight motion.

still, when she realises, her eyes open gently, and rather then immediately retort. she stares at the open field, listening to the woman beside her. it was stupid to feel any worry. absurd to feel any sensitivity, but, as seemed to be more common, laura does.

❝ are you ever going to sleep? ❞ it forgoes any malice, or snappy annoyance. because she doesn't know how to approach these scenarios, it'd be awkward for her too be portrayed as anything else. but she can't ignore the whisper of her voice, and after awhile she turns over to face her, resting her cheek against palm.

❝ so what is it? ❞ with a soft blink, her gaze darts away, a hesitance that deepens her frown. because she's asked the question directly; no pretences. ❝ I just want you to stop moving so much. ❞

[goddessrisen]

@hellsjewel invoked the goddess, [ standing over a body ] " oops. "

     amber   hues   lazily   watched   as   blood   continued   to   pool   beneath   the   body.   supple   flesh   formed   a   thin   line   as   a   displeased   huff   rumbled   within   the   witch's   celestial   ribcage   as   she   dispassionately   nudged   the   body   with   her   foot.   a   soft,   dissatisfied   tsk   left   her   lips   as   the   corpse   didn't   react.   another   failure,   which   meant   they   were   still   so   far   from   the   answer. 

     ❝   ‘tis   unfortunate,   but   we   knew   ’twould   not   be   easy   to   sift   through   the   trash   to   find   our   prize.   though,   i   suppose   poking   one's   nose   into   the   gods'   business   is   a   sure-fire   way   of   receiving   divine   retribution.   ❞   braided   dark   hair   swayed   as   hyeon   canted   her   head   to   the   side,   silently   considering   the   husk   before   removing   the   unseemly   sight   with   a   flick   of   her   slender   fingers.   ❝   i   suppose   we   must   start   anew,   such   a   shame.   ❞

b l o o d || accepting

[gender-euphowrya]

i'm ngl it's incredible how unpolished genshin is despite how much money it racks in