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wiedzmacienia · 1 year ago
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@everythingheard (elijah)
malek and salvatore had left an hour or so before, followed soon after by yaling, a muffled sound emitting from katarzyna on the couch the only indication of a goodbye she'd offered. the mission they'd completed the night before had been rough. rougher than most and it had resulted in all unit culper returning to her loft to sleep it off even matt who she'd practically forced to take her bed considering he'd been the one hurt most of all having been bitten by the being they'd faced. he'd argued he could go to his own home since him and katarzyna lived in the same city and she'd argued (more like commanded) back that he wasn't going anywhere until he'd recovered more.
vampire or not...
they'd only had so many blood bags on ice at her loft for during mission planning and they didn't know the effects of the bite on his physiology or how quickly he'd heal nor did she feel like dealing with the clean up if he ended up in some feverish vampiric state on the way home and drained some unsuspecting stranger. of course, if she needed to she would but kasia hadn't been in the mood for such activities that night nor did she have the energy for how matthew would react to doing something like that. despite everything the world that threw at them and his own willingness to kill when the order ordered it, matt still managed to keep some semblance of the honor he wore all those years ago during the revolution and it was a wonder how. in any case, her logic had won out and resulted in him still being passed out upstairs.
she'd been right about the strange fever though it seemed to be breaking slightly when she'd checked on him a few hours before.
kasia's features scrunch up behind the blanket that cocoons her on her couch as she wakes up again, the smell of coffee and copper wafting through the air of the loft from the kitchen where malek and salvatore had been earlier. just because they could mix their blood bags with coffee didn't mean they should. she can hear the sound of taps on a keyboard somewhere near her, maybe on the chair or at the table and more distantly she can hear her dogs on the other side of the loft rolling around and grumbling as they played. yet that is not what garners her core attention. she can feel his eyes on her, or at least on the blob that was her and her voice emits as she shifts to sit up, letting the blanket fall down around her middle.
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"if you keep staring at me like that i'm going to turn you into a toad." she yawns, squinting her eyes and blinking until the human comes into focus. she knows that look. lovely, it was going to be that kind of morning. "don't tell me, you found out pulas.ki gave me a horse. oh wait, that was last time you went digging into history for me." her tone is wry though not in annoyance or anger that it used to be when she'd first met elijah and he saw fit to do so. no, they'd come a long way since then and her irritation over him finding out things about her had morphed into a strange amused acceptance of his curiosity that she'd killed lesser people for. but he was.. well, she gave a damn about if he lived or died now and kasia supposed it'd become a kind of game of where's w.aldo through history but the version of it where she was waldo and the book was obscure references and accounts in history. "why the fuck are you up this early and researching me, elijah?"
what had he found in her loft that had inspired his quest this time?
she looks next to his computer then, at the mug he was drinking out of. "you know, i'm pretty sure salvatore used that mug earlier for his blood-coffee." and with that she smirks. serves him right for waking her up with his keyboard taps.
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wiedzmacienia · 1 year ago
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@everythingheard (elijah)
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Enzo & Caroline | 6.07
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worms-for-brains · 6 months ago
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———————————————-ARBITER OF JUSTICE-————————————————
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Soap was a legionnaire who fell by a trusted ally’s blade during battle, but under his death he became a divine hand for exacting justice against wrongdoers. Casting his final judgement and striking them down with godly might.
I’m really proud of how this piece came out (T o T)
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forecast0ctopus · 6 months ago
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i knwo a lot of people like the aos cadet and dress uniforms but i do Not and am actively trying to think up alternatives…… with tos kirk though lmao sorry
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kaiserin-erzsebet · 9 months ago
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Since my last history related poll was fun, and the perception of time periods is fascinating....
(if you reblog and add tags, I'd also like to know where you usually study or read about)
Edit: for those who wanted more specific divisions of earlier periods: I wanted to add more but there are only so many slots allowed on a Tumblr poll.
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aroaceleovaldez · 3 months ago
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very specific opinion i have:
I don’t think the Lotus Hotel & Casino should automatically acclimate its inhabitants to the modern time period, because the entire point of the hotel is that it’s trying to keep people there and they will never leave, so the ideal scenario is to prevent them from experiencing the passage of time. The best way to do that would be to keep things changing as little as possible from the guests’ perspectives, and convince them they’ve spent less time there than they thought.
Even though the guests are canonically in a sort of daze, Percy specifically notes that time felt extremely distorted in the hotel, not just in the sense of “we were here for what felt like hours but outside the hotel it was a week,” but in more of a “It only feels like we’ve been here like half an hour, but i guess it might have actually been a couple hours or so- oh, a week has passed outside.”
I like to imagine the hotel is actually pretty labyrinthine when you start getting into it, and the deeper you go the older the sections of the hotel start becoming, so you get these really eerie effects when traveling through it. Especially since the hotel would theoretically shift with the other mythological locations, so if you go back far enough the hotel probably starts getting really weird, because also it’s just kind of infinite inside. People have definitely gotten lost in the depths of the hotel forever, outside of the whole never leaving the hotel thing. The di Angelo siblings might have been slightly extra resistant to the daze effect though and so were able to travel further outside their designated era wing than they normally would and start noticing that there was Something Really Weird Going On. But it still probably would have taken them awhile.
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thegradus2 · 5 months ago
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Hes bored
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merakiui · 6 days ago
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woaw
How long has your profile photo been the same? Two years? I never thought it would change one day. It looks like someone really stole your heart.
I like it
I think since March 2022?? It's been the same theme and pfp for so long omg,,, I do remember changing it briefly to Azul during his birthday, but other than that the Jade pfp is the blog staple. Or was until Skully waltzed his way into my heart. (ᵕ—ᴗ—) and he stole it just as gracefully.
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natjennie · 10 months ago
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julian describing himself as a "former politician, brackets, disgraced" is maybe the funniest line of the show
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bumblingbabooshka · 6 months ago
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Patreon Request: Spock [Patreon | Ko-fi]
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wiedzmacienia · 1 year ago
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Would you rather keep living forever, or switch places with someone else and succumb at a normal life span?
so while i think this wasn't geared toward modern katarzyna, modern katarzyna is who you shall get for reasons. | would you rather meme responses
katarzyna isn't at headquarters often these days for her team largely operates on missions outside of the normal routines of the knights-- no they were called agents now-- which division held within it's ranks. she distances herself usually, so many more human faces in the modern age. it was the embodiment of what she'd fought so hard for lifetimes ago, cooperation. protection of her people, humans and supernaturals working together. supporting each other. she should engulf herself into it yet she can't. the witch is far from the person she had once been, too jaded, too hurt, and lost to the darkness that creeped into her bones. sometimes it was a wonder she hadn't given herself completely over to it, let herself fall into dark magic if it meant more power to defeat her foes. perhaps it's the only thing still left of the girl she'd been once before. a girl capable of loving, of gentleness, of caring instead of the hollowness that she felt inside the moment she'd woken up in her brothers arms with a brand burned into her back and poison in her veins.
katarzyna and the agents aside from her team did not mix well.
her indifference toward those labeled as colleterial damage (in most cases) made them uncomfortable. not that they too wouldn't have to make some of the same decisions (though they did operate under less extreme operations than her team did) but katarzyna no longer looked for work arounds on missions, no longer worried about those who might be innocent if they'd seen things they could not be allowed to go into the world with the knowledge of as long as the mission was done and the larger threat defeated. sometimes, when she tackles the drive to connecticut she lets her mind drift back to the past and imagines blue hues of disappointment looking upon her. (@honorhearted) but that was a face she would never see again. a touch she would never know again. and it's the wake of it's loss and the loss of the hope that person had inspired in her that had allowed her to dare to trust another that all traces of it had been overridden by the pain that had been unleashed upon her and seared into her skin. she couldn't recall that gentleness anymore, couldn't bare to think on it too long either. she was the product of what the world had made of her. so no, she was not one for missions with green agents often.
would you rather keep living forever, or switch places with someone else and succumb at a normal life span?
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yet here she was, sitting across from one who was too curious for his own good. who was too bright and too awed for the world that was going to be thrust onto the human. acceptance of the supernatural was fine, even seemed more potent of a concept these days but the world they operated in was not for dreamers. they did the things others could not, so that they never would have to. this mission was going to either see the man sink or swim and if the former it sure as hell better not hinder the mission's goal.
the blonde witch is tempted to get up and relocate, leave the agent hanging on their question and review mission details. god, if she was going to be stuck with a human on a mission with so many variables in play she'd much rather it be elijah (@everythingheard). she knew he was capable even if he wasn't often in the field and he'd actually earned her trust in a way that few often were able to in the last century. hell, she'd even be willing to team up with constantine, at least he didn't hold the same qualms she could see springing up with this green agent. she doesn't leave though, her greenish-blue hues moving up to meet the agent's gaze and her allowing the briefest flash of memories... a smile, children laughing, two humans and a witch squeezing into a bed, an argument, a kiss... to play upon her mind. just for a moment, a moment that ceases her breath until she finally releases a shaky sigh.
"it is not that simple. i can't just trade places and if you're going to be in this line of work you need to understand that rarely is anything simple. but-- there was a time long ago when i would have given anything for that." when she would have given anything to be able to grow old along with the person she loved, to have been able to die with them, to have been able to give them more than twins.. but dreams didn't have a place in this world. not for people like her. "but i grew up and saw the world we live in. would i give up my immorality and trade places with someone else now? no. what good would that do if not to take out an experienced warrior for division's goals?" maybe in another life, she would have. a life she had something to give it up for. a life filled with love in the wake of war. a life that had finally given her peace for a while. but that wasn't her reality anymore and it never would be again. and it wasn't a life that the woman she had become deserved anyway.
"enough of such talk. tell me, how many ways do you know how to vanquish a wrath? your life may depend on it."
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canisalbus · 11 months ago
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How tall IS machete exactly?(with and without heels)
Hh this is really really tricky, I'm genuinely truly abysmal at perceiving and comparing the heights, weights and sizes of anything ever. I think he'd be around 6 feet / 180 cm without heels, and the heels are something like 3 to 4 inches / 8-10 cm on average? That's not counting the ears, which could add roughly 7 inches / 18 cm if fully perked up.
Since Vasco's boots have more moderate heels and they're still very equally matched, he would probably be closer to 6'3 / 190 cm with shoes on?
Don't take this as gospel, I'm twisting myself into knots trying to visualize this stuff. They're supposed to be big dogs, both above average height in their circles, but not so tall it would really catch your eye in a crowd.
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dlldior · 2 months ago
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the day people start depicting sebastian as the goth/punk baddie he is in modern aus is the day the angels will get their wings back
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arcadiiian · 3 months ago
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the vampire arun
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resdayn · 1 year ago
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"headcanoning mizu as transmasc is racist because mizu is half japanese" is SO disingenuous
you guys know there are transmasc japanese people right? there are transmasc people who are mixed race? is them existing also racist? should transmascs only be allowed to see similarities to their gender in white people?
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yekokataa · 1 year ago
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thinking about how weird it is that centuries don't have numbers, but rather names. but technically the current year in DE is 8051.
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