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[thusaliar]

@asternovi: [ inspection ] Carlo inspects P for injuries after they fought a carcass together. "You have to be more careful..." ｡･ﾟﾟ･🦋 - from 🐝  *  ―  𝑵𝑶𝑵-𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺.

✧ ˚ · .

Turning back the time without Sophia wasn't a possibility for him anymore; if he got destroyed, it would be the end for him. Still, even knowing that, he was reckless in a fight. P could take a lot of damage and still get fixed, he was a puppet after all. His brother, on the other hand, was not. Perhaps he wasn't as human as he used to be, with everything that had happened to him, but Carlo's body was still much more fragile.

P huffed softly, letting Carlo check on the damage. One of the carcasses got too close, and P jumped between it and his brother. He defeated it in a matter of seconds, but it managed to hit just before that. With one eye closed due to some of the scratches landing uncomfortably close to it, P looked at his brother. The wound he was inspecting was much deeper than the scratches on his face.

"I'm fine." he said shortly, coming off a bit rougher than he intended. After all, he wasn't used to being taken care of like this. Up until Carlo woke up him, P always fought alone and took care of his damage alone. Having Carlo fuss over it was new and not unwelcome either. P simply didn't know how to react.

The damage the carcass managed to do luckily wasn't anything serious, but would still require taking care of. The equivalent of bleeding to death for a puppet would be the loss of oil that kept his body on and moving. He could shut down if he lost too much of it and that could be an issue. P reached for his belt but sighed when his hand landed on a discharged pulse cell. Well, that's unfortunate.

"I'm out of pulse cells." he admitted to his brother, looking away. Perhaps the odd feeling in his chest was shame or guilt. Requiring getting fixed and the lack of pulse cells would clearly slow them down now.

"Are you alright?" P finally asked, raising his hand to rest in on Carlo's shoulder, trying to draw his attention.

[chrmiing]

“ that was fucking adorable ~” → skam sentence starters, accepting.

Since the barriers changes the charming family had grown significantly, the younger tremaines had made their move into the castle as per his mothers wish and to welcome that change Naucris celebrated the positive step the only way they knew how. A ball. Now a veteran at that kind of thing Chad had offered the younger addition a helping hand, to make her feel more comfortable. Chad had grown quite fond of Dizzy and was taking her a waltz around the ballroom - practice it was.

Concluding the session with a bow, it wasn't until the young girl ran off he realised he had company. The voice echoing across the floor had him turning on the spot. ❛ What are you doing here? I thought you weren't able to make it ❜ Bright smile gracing his lips as he swept across the floor to meet the other. Pressing a kiss to his temple to make sure he wasn't imaging the moment. ❛ I didn't think I was going to see you.. ❜

@andbreathe

[belovedcorvidarchive2024]

❣ | @futurepiratekiing :: liked this |

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" Thanks for the help, kid !! "

The former marine held up the broad, scarred hand that didn't hold his crutch in an open-palmed wave, his expression easygoing. As much as he appreciated the help with carrying this last crate of heavier than expected provisions to his tiny one person boat, that bit of concern he thought he might see in the other's expression was unwarranted. Sure, travelling by yourself probably wasn't the best idea - especially with injuries that lingered - but he was little if not durable, and at this point what else was there for him to do?

" It'll be fine - this is the last of it ! I uh... know this doesn't look great, but I'm not worried. I've sailed alone plenty ! Thanks again, and tell your crew thanks as well ! "

[yes7erdays-a1]

❛⠀⠀just so you know,⠀ ❜⠀ there is a certain sauciness to her tone. a playful dancing quality to it as she blinks up at chloe, the threat so perfectly infused with humor, that clara somehow masks the honesty of her words. there will come a day when she won't be so affected. when the sight of chloe will be more manageable, and she'll finally be able to put together the discordant pieces she's been able to collect so far. not tonight, though. the fall night is too pretty to waste on silly things like the truth.

⠀ ❛⠀⠀i'm finally going to grow some immunity to that charm of yours, and i'll get a straight answer out of you. i'm not going to keep letting you escape so easily, miss smith.⠀ ❜

@chloevlinder ( starter call. )

[laznivec]

Gods HELL has become so fucking boring lately there are multiple Overlords just up right dying and vanishing after the extermination , honestly it was annoying in her opinion. if these people were meant to be these big strong fucking buckos who not even the exterminators could touch but... that was a load of crock

"another one bites the dust '

the woman would speak in a melancholic manner as she pokes the corpse of a recently deceased overlord. honestly this one was Sleazy anyways so it wasn't like ANYONE would miss them ... but this left this part of HELL up for grabs ...

"mm...wonder what poor fucker' is gonna go after this side of Hell. I mean its a decent side of Hell but... not really my parfait neither is being a whole ass overlord or anything like that.. "

She moved her hand into her pocket and slowly put some hand sanitizer on herself as she lightly kicked the dead overlord...she silently had a vendetta against the dead one..

"Oh shit... how long have you been here? I didn't even notice you... are you here to replace sleazy ball here... if so... I can give ya some pointers if you want "

@bxrningembers

[ofluminance-a]

tokyo revengers verse!

technically, in my love story with yamada-kun, akane kinoshita is 20 years old & studying at uni for her degree. she's a casual gamer, loves to socialize, cook, and go out with friends. she lives in a small apartment and has a part time job at a grocery store to pay the bills / rent. she has a boyfriend, but.. he hasn't been kind to her per say. not to mention, he just dumped her for some other girl.

for her tokyo revenger verse, the above will be similar with some small adjustments! i am going to give her a younger verse where she's emma's classmate!

akane has a younger middle school brother, kotaru, who has certainly had his fair share of beatings since starting middle school. when their parents start asking questions, akane covers for kotaru! but, she in turn, does her own investigating. starting with, talking to emma, who's brother runs the tokyo manji gang.

[gaisciochanams]

@glidasclheriis

“Answer me this: Why did I, out of everyone in the clan, dated Sektor?” The two were sitting in the hot springs, both of them spending the day away from the temple. Away from orders and needing to have needed bonding and gossip. Iris let herself sink until her hair billowed out in the water, lily pads floating amongst them. “I'm trying to figure out what I saw in him.”

[hxdrostorms]

@wayfaringstrangxr has sent: He sat down in a simple chair in front the man, who was tied in every way possible. Himself being, clearly, a wealthy man, judging by the well tailored suit and his soft skin. Despite the bright blue eyes and he long hair tied high on his head, he had a dangerous demeanor and his intentions were clear when he press the cold blade against Kanon's cheek. "You're not the man I'm looking for." He hisses. "But I'm willing to bet you know where he is." A grin appeared on lis lips, granting him a devilish look.

Kanon had already gone through a roughening up, from Hades' underlings. His body became decorated with bruises and other wounds, his clothes served as further proof of the things he had just been submitted to.

Everything happened so quickly and so sudden as well. He couldn't even get a chance to try fight back, before being easily overwhelmed by them. His lips had dried blood on them, after being busted by his aggressors. His entire body was in great pain, he was certain a few bones must have been broken in the process.

Despite all of it, Kanon didn't show any signs of fear and even less being intimidated by Hades' presence. In fact, the look on his face expressed serenity and peace, as if he weren't at the mercy of the other's will. His blue eyes locked with the other's, and stared intently up at him.

"You, of all people, admit you made a huge mistake." He spoke nonchalantly. His lips tried to take the form of a grin, even though he could barely move it. "You're simply wasting your time here with me, and you know it." He added in the same tone of voice.

"You know my brother, he rarely ever stays in a place long enough, for anyone to be able to catch up with him. By now, he's likely in a place even I don't know about." There was a brief pause. "It sure would be a shame to get that fancy outfit , with my blood."

[horizontouched]

Will modern verse bullet points till I actually revamp n write shit up

Son of an illegal fisherman who got swindled by old friends n then ‘died’ 

Mother left when he was young to remarry, he tried to chase after her and almost drowned

Dropped into the foster system with very little education or care

Got a full college scholarship for blacksmithing until he got arrested after a mix up involving his girlfriend, dad’s friends, a kidnapping and blood debt 

Somehow found out dad is alive and accidentally joined him on a shitty crabbing boat that did more sinking than fishing 

Inherited said shitty boat, wants nothing to do with it after working on it revealed a heart condition, but it would sell for nothing so he’s just kinda stuck with it 

[vehementl]

The entities realm has become boring for Adiris , though she believes deeply in the God she has been manipulated by, she seems to hold a tiny bit of resentment towards it after countless decades of playing cat and mouse with "survivors". she had questioned if what she was doing was right. would her people still respect her for what she is doing..?

Of course they were, it was for the greater good, the Entity wasn't in the wrong. it had it's reasoning behind this cruel endless game of cat and mouse, slowly Adiris seemed to make her rounds around the cluster of woods that the entity had brought up for the current game Despite being unsure where anyone may be , Adiris seemed to speak out in a soft tone, her voice was laced with a rather thick accent as she looked around with her eye , she wanted to see if her calmness and casual tone would lure anyone out

"Hiding will only do so much. why not just come here, I will make your ending quick."

However , the truth was Adiris was rather bored and tired of this game, she didn't want to kill whomever was going to be brave or even stupid enough to come out to her call. in fact she was going to take them.

@hellstung

[thusaliar]

continued. @ervaurem

P knew all too well that it didn't hurt. He experienced it himself before, and although unpleasant, it didn't hurt. One could think of it as a blessing, but was it really? To him, it felt more like a curse.

Especially now, when he was holding his friend close, watching him die in his arms. Die, or shut down? Many would call it that, but P couldn't. Romeo was a puppet, there was no denying it, but at the same time, he was so much more. He could be so much more... Romeo wasn't hurting, but P was. It was all his fault, he knew how everything would have played out, yet, he still brought his dear friend here. Why? Was he seriously hoping that Geppetto wouldn't try to take his heart this time around? Idiot.

Holding his friend's mechanical body close, he leaned in to keep him closer, as if that would keep him around longer. His heart was pounding loudly in his chest, and the springs synchronized with it in a consistent rhythm. He was as human as he could be, and the recent events had left him feeling flooded with emotions.

"I shouldn't have brought you here. It's all my fault." P wasn't angry about Romeo attacking him; after all, he was merely forced to follow the orders, bound by loyalty to his friend and the past. The fight lasted long and for a long time, P tried to stop Romeo without hurting him - only to finally realize that there was no other way.

So the fight ended just like the first one, except for P holding Romeo in his arms, watching his body slowly shut down. This hurt, hurt so badly.

"I'm sorry." he said quietly, watching as Romeo's eyes looked at him, and yet somewhere past him. And just like that, just seconds later, he was gone. It wasn't the first time he saw him pass, but this time it felt like his own springs were about to stop.

A clicking noise followed through the chamber, and P knew what was about to happen; it wasn't his last fight today. But there was something he had to do. 'I'll always be by your side.' Romeo's words echoed in his head. P knew what to do.

Gently, he lays Romeo's body down, taking one last look at his friend's face. Maybe it was good he couldn't feel any of it, for once. Reaching with a hand, he gently lays it on top of the puppet's chest - this time, it wasn't the legion arm he was using. He was gentler.

P could feel it right under his fingers, the gentle warmth and pulse, soon enough followed by a bright blue right emerging from the body. Romeo's Ergo was right at his fingertips, but he wasn't about to use it. Instead, just like with Sophia, he lets it rest within his own body, close to his mechanical heart. For a moment, he felt lightheaded, but then he felt a familiar sense of warmth.

Romeo was safe with him.

[dragonspined]

Devani had been rather surprised to be invited on such a venture.  Gandalf may have issued the offer, but it was not his quest.  They had fully expected for the dwarves to protest given it was a dragon who had driven them from their home.  Something they could empathize with on some level.  The war before she’d even been hatched had chased what remained of dragons to the edges of Middle Earth.  There would always be those that coveted the same thing hoarded under hot scales.   Smoke drifted out of her nose as she adjusted position on the ground, wisps spiraling up to the stars.  “If you could change it...would you?”  A potentially rude question given dwarves stubbornness and pride, but given all the trouble being born a prince had caused Thorin she was curious.  Wings shifted on their back as they fixed him with bright gold eyes.  “If you had been born something else, it would have saved you a lot of trouble.”

@orcristwielder from here

[guidedhearts]

here’s a rough lil draft / thought bubbles of a kingdom hearts verse for noah that i will expand on one day hehe

noah: 18 , musician , doesn’t know where the spark he is

🎶 came to twilight town from a world called aionios . in his home world , he was an offseer , aka a person who sent off lost souls to the other side , and soldier . soldiers of aionios were all children of no known origin , and were stuck in an endless war against the other side - so for noah , as a soldier of keves , his enemy was any soldier of agnus .

🎶 every soldier was bound to a flame clock and a ten year life span . if they did not take the flame of their enemies , their clock would dwindle and die out , and so would they . not many made it to their tenth year , but those who did would take part in a homecoming - a ceremony that ultimately ended their lives peacefully . upon arriving in twilight town , noah found no longer was he bound to the clock or the life span of ten years , with no marks or anything to prove the system he was once heartlessly forced into .

🎶 the darkness of their leaders - a group called moebius - attracted the attention of the heartless that would ultimately cause the downfall of his home . he’s not sure how , but he somehow managed to escape alive , though separated from his friends and stranded on an entirely different world .

🎶 though he was a talented swordsman back home , he never was that big of a fan of their endless war and the endless fighting . twilight town offers him the chance he never once had before - to live in peace , not bound to a ten year life span or a flame clock . he is still in possession of his blade from before , as well as his offseeing flute - though he hardly touches the sword , and his flute is now used just for music for enjoyment . a dream he has had since his first term .

🎶 noah has found work as a teacher of music , most notably teaching the reading of music and the playing of the flute . he composes his own works and plays in the center of twilight town when he can , making an income through that more than anything .

🎶 while he misses his friends , he’s got a feeling that they’re alright and he’ll find them again - but with no resources to go out searching and no one to turn to for help in that aspect , he spends his peaceful days with the music , people watching for a familiar face or two , and hopes and prays for his friends safety .

🎶 noah is still very much learning the customs of this new world he’s found himself in . he’s learned so much - the idea of family is still incredibly strange to him , but he understands it and has found himself longing for one himself . he thinks maybe the connection he had with his friends back home was one that felt like a true family , and that he’d like to experience that once more . he’s learned there’s more to life than the violence his world once revolved around , and that there is such a thing called love that he wants to know more about .

[godsbox-a]

❛ these are precious things. ❜ ( the jewel, the weapons … so don’t u touch them!! )

precious ? incredulity brings his hand to a standstill with fingers still outstretched, poised to poke &. touch all over in an astute appraisal so far self - proclaimed by the rapid flicker of 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, up and over from where the frames had dropped down the bridge of his nose. ❝ you're so dramatic, ❞ and they're words offered carelessly, complaining, as flighty as the hand that'd pulled away to card through his hair instead while he'd stuffed the other deep into his pocket. ❝ what's your real worth if you're gonna lean your whole weight on a little doodad ? ❞

but, now, the little planted seed of numbed out remorse came and went in tiny little waves, now he'd been more consistently chewed out for entertaining a tongue that was more pointy than 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳 ( might sting, maybe, if yaga sensei thought he wasn't being very likable. because yaga was alright. yaga's opinion was worth remembering, sometimes. ) then, the hard line of his posture softened up, his weight rocking to &. fro off the balls of his feet to the scuffed fronts of his shoes / popping a hand free to point, fingers curled her way like a play pistol. ❝ maybe you an' precious just need a cave. ❞ @greenskirt [ ⋆·˚• ]

[betwccnworlds]

@the-brothers-wittebane​ asked: "Are you my big brother?" *a kid in a deer mask walks up to Howell and stares at him, he has dark brown hair, and is wearing a white button up long sleeve shirt with suspenders tho 1 suspender is broken, he is wearing light brown pants and brown boots, he is carrying a wooden sword at his waist* 

[ Unprompted ask ; Always accepting!! ]

Howell melts immediately at the sight. The last time he saw his little brother, he was an adult. Did someone use a spell on him? Or did he maybe use a spell on himself on accident? Perhaps touched a magic object without knowing what it was? Well, whatever it is that happened can get looked into later. Right now he’s just going to crouch down and throw an amused smile the kid’s way.

“. . . Am I?” He chuckles. “I do remember having a little witch hunter brother. . .”

[heiilari]

Will FUCK YOU UP IN STYLE (Vivi)

WILL FUCK YOU UP FANCY Veya