#verse (PENDING).

[unitleada]

The alarms. That incessant whirring, god, what an awful sound. It gnawed at her thoughts, the proverbial toll of a death knell, replacing her usual level-headed cool with real proper fear, anger, pain.This wasn't the field. They hadn't willingly gone out to meet an alien threat with a clear line of sight on its approach. The enemy had come to their door instead. Worse, it had done so without warning. Diligent to the end, the agents posted at the front entrance had given their lives to get the message to her, and while those precious few minutes couldn't stop the ensuing slaughter, there was no doubt that without their sacrifice, many many more would have fallen instead. But she had no time to dwell on that now. Not when every second counted. Her hand seemed to move off its own accord, like a trance, switching her earpiece back on. A gentle click! issued from the device, followed by her voice over the speakers.

❝ Attention all UNIT personnel, this is your commander in chief speaking! This building is currently under attack from an unknown external threat, I repeat, we are under attack. I am now initiating emergency protocol 17. You are all to follow this order to the absolute. ❞ A secondary click! and the microphone was muted. Kate paused to expel a breath she had been holding and perhaps, an unsaid message ....Good luck and godspeed.

Her firearm extracted, Kate was already halfway to the door when it swung open wildly, careening back against its hinges with an almighty screech! On instinct, she raised the gun. But no sooner had she done so, she found herself lowering the weapon once more as her eyes settled upon another familiar pair. The look on Edward's face could've chilled her to the bone, if she wasn't already. . ❝ What. What is it? Edward, tell me!? ❞

@strtravels

[just-death]

Under construction, naturally.

[originemesis]

@sixwingedmercy (-from @bel)

"...so- how's the finger food?" Considering the fact there's a plate of suspiciously finger shaped nuggets set out for the crafts club to get their snack on, anyone might have mistaken the prod of a question as an attempt to stir up a snicker, but the sincerity (if not dead panned intonation) of his mulling suggested otherwise. Granted, his own fingers are busy fiddling with a few seraphim feathers found molted on the floor and sporting the same opalescent sheen of the club's craft conductor.

"Did you know..." He continued with an apple bright crisp to the sentiment - summoned with a half smile as he tied the feathers with a strand of yarn. "-that whales actually have fingers?" Yes- the celestial ones too. Fanning his out for demonstration, Abel waited until the sound of a nearby mortal souled club member gagging interrupted the train of thought conjured by flexing his fingers at the platter before turning a golden gaze over to the small seraphim, a curious blink befalling her.

"My bad for running so late to Creation class, by the way...there was this really interesting shimmer that caught my eye down a manhole-" A shrug as he passed off the notion of explaining his initial excitement of maybe happening upon some undocumented heaven creature skulking under the streets with eyes that gleamed and glinted like some subterranean winged rat-

"Pretty sure it was just a chunk of road, though." Golden and all... technically it would have made a nice addition to any arts and crafts project.

[bxrningembers]

"I assume you're here for a reason. What do you want from me?" (Vox to Pentious!)

Questioning Sentences, Vol. 21

"Ssstraight to business then. I can appreciate that. Indeed, I wish to discuss a little matter of the purchase of 500 Veesbas. Unfortunately your online ssstore would not let me purchase that many ssso came directly to purchase them." He stated casually. What he planned to do with 500 of Hell's version of a Roomba was anyone's guess but it likely wasn't for a conventional use.

[aamaranthiine]

( continued from here, for @astralysies Mitsuri )

Amalthea's expression is one of mild amusement at having caught Mitsuri staring at her, which is not an uncommon reaction upon initial encounter. Either people stared and said nothing, or fumbled over their words to try and flatter her further. But she receives it all with grace and an underlying sense of agreement; of course she knew she was beautiful.

"I wont hold it against you," is her cool response, "no need for apologies. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mitsuri-san." A slight incline of a bow, lips curved with a faint smile. "Did you come here for the new years celebration? The Year of the Dragon is foretold to be quite auspicious." Thea remarks conversationally, as the locale is rife with red and gold decorations to celebrate the turn of the year.

[warriorscend]

"did you need something, knuckles," he sounds pleasant & polite enough - more like speaking to a, co-worker or an acquaintance rather than a trusted friend - but he really doesn't like being interrupted in the middle of a project. knuckles had better have a really good reason for disrupting miles.

If he stared any harder, the fox might end up with a concussion. Luckily he's taken notice before Knuckles really doubled down and locked in fully to a round of outright breathing over his shoulder.

"Actually, yes."

Ignoring the assortment of gizmos on the kitchen table, he unceremoniously drops a rather large jar of pickles in front of his companion, the lid already screwed off with ease and the green tinged liquid within sloshing dangerously close to spilling over.

"I would smash this glass confinement quite easily, but I require just one piece of its bounty." His gentle way of asking for an assist without actually asking? Most likely. There's zero chance of his hand fitting in there. From the faint smell of vinegar and the suspiciously damp looking patch on his glove, he's most likely tried it already.

[wise-innocence]

Bob the bangboo will give the sneaky, suspicious trespasser a kiss on her boo-boo as an apology for the earlier assault. (Basil told them to apologize)

...Apology accepted! She was searching for how to dismantle the bangboo after such a vicious attack but this made up for it.

"You won't catch me next time, I'll be sure of it!"

[archive-askganondorftobadragmire]

❰❰ PIN ❱❱ sender pins receiver during a fight/training // (Self indulgent meme!) From Urbosa!

With the frequency of it, Ganondorf should've been used to being pinned to a wall with a blade to his neck. Yet here he is, watching the Gerudo more curiously than anything else.

"May I ask why I have received such a warm welcome, sister?" It's a little more sarcastic than he meant, but at least there's no ire in his tone.

[unitleada]

❝ No, no it's nothing at all, really. Just this case. ❞ She sighed, hand settling upon her right temple, hiding her face from view. For a brief second every pressing concern, every crisis on her plate, professional, personal ( and the inevitable mix of both, ) ceased to exist, and she could breathe again. Dimly, she was aware that Edward was still standing there. the thought was oddly comforting. She couldn't quite articulate why. But she couldn't exactly let him stand there all night either. Kate expelled another breath and whatever brief spell had come over her vanished in an instant, pulling her hand away to offer a small smile. ❝ Maybe I simply need a fresh pair of eyes. Have you got a minute to spare? ❞

@strtravels / accepting

[woodblxssomcrowned]

Tried to get past some art block by doing random screencap redraws

Main and True Timeline!AU

[familyoftwo]

The young child walked down the street. Arms wrapped around himself to try and keep warm. Had he thought about what he would do when the sun went down? Of course not. All he had thought about was that he wanted to fly away from that house just like the birds did. So he had taken his small backpack and stuffed it with his most important things. Mostly toys. And then snuck out.

Now he was scared, alone and cold. Sniffling quietly to himself. Couldn't even find his way back home if he tried. And despite having left them on his own, he couldn't help but miss his parents now.

What was he supposed to do?

@milleansxmort

[mxthbladed]

@holyfurnace said: Royalty AU - Marriage Law - every royal must marry a commoner chosen by the advisor to keep the bloodlines clean (for Emily and Vaggie) Arranged Marriage Prompts

Of anyone that could've been chosen for the marriage law, she was the last person she could've thought of as being chosen. Yet, here was the royal guard, standing at her parents' door, asking for her to come with them as Princess Emily's chosen bride. As she was taken away, Agata glanced back to see her siblings at the window of their little cottage.

Once in the carriage and on the way to the castle, her heart was pounding. A woman in the carriage started to talk to her but Agata's thoughts were racing and she could only really listen, rather than speak in turn. As the woman said, when they arrived, Agata was immediately taken to a bath and scrubbed before being dressed in a beautiful gown, her hair being drawn up into an elegant bun. Once she was presentable, Agata was guided to the throne room and instructed to bow before Emily.

"Your highness, we have brought forth your bride from the village."

Agata's gaze raised hesitantly from the ground, glancing up to catch a proper look at Emily.

[unitleada]

A duck out of water. That's it, the phrase she'd been looking for for a good part of thirty minutes now, hiding behind an uncharacteristically nervous smile and a mental rundown of all known exits. Her hand settled in one of his the moment they had a second alone, giving a reassuring squeeze that was enough for Edward as it was for herself. A murmur escaped the corner of her mouth, short, and exact. ❝... Completely under control. Yes, thank you darling. ❞ Christmas dinner. Oh, the apprehension of revelations yet to come.

@strtravels

[unitleada]

Bittersweet. That was the word. A smile tugged at the corner of her lips, and in the same instant, a tug at her heartstrings. ❝ Yes, yes of course. It's just happened for you hasn't it. I think he mentioned it once or twice... The great intelligence, in London underground? ❞

Knew him well enough now that his complisults no longer phase her. Like water off a duck's back. Besides. She liked to to think she got her own in the end. Linearly, she'd outlived 6 of him, and linear time was really all she had. ❝ It's all happening at the same time for you, isn't it? I'll never wrap my head around it. ❞

@unitlead

" his daughter? oh, my word. kids, they do grow up fast these days! i mean, just the other day, your father was helping me fight off the dreadful yeti and now... look at you! all grown up & just as stuffy. "

[malkaleh]

Tudor What If: Anne Boleyn Has Sons

‘The birth of her first son Thomas and then four more boys (and two more daughters) changed history and changed the course of the world.’

[veloriaharmonia]

@honkaisteinrail

It had been early evening when Chessa got the call to come to the Outer Ring to treat a group attacked by bandits. It wasn't anything new for her, since she was one of the few willing to go out there who didn't already live out there, though she was told she'd need to keep things discreet.

Didn't need to tell her twice. She did recognize the women as she treated their wounds and checked for head injuries, but it wasn't her place to mention it.

Other than maybe a quick text to Tempera. But he could keep a secret, too.

She stayed in town after treating them, just talking with the locals and waiting to see how things went. When she spotted Lighter with one of them (and another nearby) she could see him saying something, then pointing to her and heading off on his way.

"How ya feeling?"