#verse tbt

[knightdomain]

@burninwrath sent: ' IM GOING TO CRUSH YOU IN MY PALM. '

“You won’t defeat me that easily, Monster…!”

His chest heaved heavily, the motion visible despite his armor, the blonde forced to one knee as his blade sheathed itself halfway within the ground. Hearing about this man—This creature—and everything he wanted to do or have done with this kingdom had the polished Knight stand up and do what he was destined to. Protect. He had to protect her, and the kingdom she called home; and he would do it time and time again to ensure the safety of the princess and everyone who lived under the kind reign of her family.

A sharp inhale hisses between his teeth; helmet long tossed to the side; blonde hair swaying in the wind and the golden colour nearly glittering from the suns beams. “I will not…yield! You will not get away with this!” knight’s voice raised as he grabbed the hilt of his blade and pushed himself up, ripping the weapon from the ground and pointing his blade at the Monster before him. Turquoise gaze narrowed in the presence of the beast as he stood his ground despite his injuries and dented armour; despite the fact that he knew his life could end here—He was willing to take that chance if it meant he could protect everyone one last time. This was his duty; a duty he had been born into and a duty he would continue u til his final breath.

“Fight me, Monster!” He yelled, cape whipping around behind him from the wind. “I’m not done with you yet!”

[eachnight]

Open Starter; Mutuals

open to: anyone 21+ (any gender if romantic) muse: Nine (he/him. 26)

"I'm staring because I think you're looking gorgeous."

[notwithoutsins]

@blcdcarnage continued

The mention of the weird sisters made her skin crawl. Ever since she stepped foot into the academy she was tormented by them. They made her life hell, and it was only getting worse. She felt foolish for even coming to him now. This would put a target on her back if anyone saw her with him. She gave a nervous glance over her shoulder before turning attention back to Leviathan. She didn’t understand why she was the first to learn of who he truly was. She pushed back a strand of her hair behind her ear, and forced her gaze to meet his. “ No, no! - I mean I didn’t mean them at all, just people in general you know.” She felt her cheeks burn hot with humiliation, and suddenly felt unease. She was failing trying to remain cool and collected. The mention of her doing bad caused her to bite her lower lip. When was the last time she did anything bad? Like really bad. “If you call sneaking out after curfew bad.” She said as she gave a shrug of her shoulders. She could instantly feel the change shift in the room. It caused the hairs on the back of her neck to raise. “Everyone hates me, you know, because of who I am.” She said softly. The silence was too much for her. “ Why are you so interested in me, why go through the trouble of bringing me here? Doesn’t me being a half breed bother you.” She asked, she needed to know. Sure, she was a witch but she wasn't important. She didn’t understand why the son of Satan of all people went through the trouble of bringing her here. Rosemary wasn’t to be a push over to anyone, but she was out of her element. She didn’t know anything about this world that was still brand new to her. Sure, her brother was a warlock and had told her things. He really did try to prepare her for this world, even though he warned to not go. He had begged her to reconsider, that this wasn’t the road she wanted to go down, but what was she to do.

[clwngasm]

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭'. ( X )

@blitzbuckz

❛ . . . well , not all of us can 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒌 for 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 * ! * 𝒉𝒆𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒉 𝒉𝒆 ! ❜ kohl lined eyes glint ; cerise iris bare down , 𝒔𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 * ! * lips hung between rounded cheeks , 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 . pursed [ && * ] puckered - he afflicts a parody of a 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑟 * ! *. tones dipping lowly . ❛ what's the matter ?! you just 𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒚 'cause no-body wants to 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 you * ? * huh , 𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒛𝒐~𝒐 ? ❜

[munibani]

continue from here @kxkarot

❝ oh my curious now aren't you ? maybe i was joking – — or perhaps i was serious ? ❞ whis spoke as he walked over to goku — staring off into the distance as he gave himself some thought . did he have the means to be that of a god of destruction ? perhaps . yes , perhaps. at first it was , but a mere joke , a jest to get under lord beerus skin — after all with the sleeping that he does at time would be justified . plainly speaking what was gokus end goal in it ?

growing stronger & stronger is an admirable feat , truly it is — but very wasted potential as well when you think about it . ❝ tell me , son goku , what is it in life you wish to see ? the means you grow stronger & stronger ? lord beerus is not leaving anytime soon , but that doesnt mean when the time comes for his lord to step down & someone new to take over we would need someone . merely speaking why not see the means if a mortal has what it takes to do that what a god can do , no ? ❞

whis smiled to himself at a time far back then . waving his staff to show goku the universe vastly around them . ❝ tell me . what would you have to offer for the universe ? would you take up . . . perhaps a little test run ? im sure lord beerus himself wouldnt mind at all if we test you out on such things . & please remember goku , if lord beerus dies then the supreme kai would die as well . a ying and yang . the balance between . ❞

[dreadwxlf]

@luna-mxth sent: ❛  it's almost too perfect, too god to be true.  ❜

~ " It does...but she is real, and she is perfect. " The first rays of sunlight are just cresting over the horizon as Solas holds Sontna tightly. Hours of pain and fear have given way to this moment of tranquility, and as he gazes down at his vhenan and their newborn child, the Dread Wolf can think nothing of his duty. This is where he is meant to be; not destroying life, but creating something new in this shadow of a world. ~

~ He noses Sontna's hair, holding her and their daughter a bit more tightly. " ...What will we call her? " he asks softly, his tone quiet in order not to wake the babe. She stirs a bit at the sound of her father's voice, but is still fast asleep as she cuddles against her mother's chest. ~

[nebula-drcams]

@theslagmaker asked: “You’re staring like you’ve never seen a Cybertronian before.” Terrible First Meeting Starters || Always Accepting

   It wasn't even that bad, she was just sort of squinting to see if maybe she might've lost her mind or was seeing things at the moment, but with a response like that she half doesn't want to answer him .. them? It? Whatever it was, and just walk away. She's not really sure she wants to put up with whatever's happening right now. 

" And you expect me to know what that is because ... ? "

   A clear indication that she doesn't even really know what that word means, but then again, she often stays to herself and ignores just about everything around her until she's somehow involved.

[bucketkicked]

Tony’s single parent verse… I’ve been stewing on it for a bit and have decided a few things.

Tony and her gf at the time did not end things amicably and it’s why she’s a single mom. The other mom did not want responsibility. Tony’s daughter is named Francesca and she has Down Syndrome / Trisomy 21. Francesca is sporty like her mom and enjoys soccer and swimming so far! She’s currently 8 years old or so in the verse but is quick to tell people she’s almost 9.

Tony depends a lot on her family for help, since she wants to keep working to provide for her and Francesca, but she works only part time so she can spend time with her. She doesn’t really box much in this verse only because if she’s injured, she can’t take care of Francesca as well. Tbh, she keeps up at the gym still, but only really does matches if she needs quick cash that her job can’t provide her.

Francesca is fiery and wants to be independent, even if Tony is nervous about how others treat her. She’s always concerned for her safety, but also does her best to get her out there, so to speak. She doesn’t want Francesca to be stuck at home when she should be allowed to go out and make friends.

[fearinfected]

cont @cruelprincae

If you had asked Eddie what on earth had been running through his mind to lead up this moment, he wasn't sure he'd be able to give an honest answer. It wasn't as if he'd come out here with the sole intention of kissing him -- Hell, he hadn't even considered it to be a possibility until... well, until it was.

Because Cardan was married. And he was a man. And he was married - To the most insufferable woman Eddie had ever had the misfortune to meet, even more so than the gaggle of women that came round every month for Myra's book club. And Myra... sure, they weren't exactly together anymore but it wasn't as though his divorce was finalised and... and...

And all of that went out the window upon seeing Cardan smile, a sight he'd grown unused to over the last few months. Years? They'd laughed so much when they were younger, sharing their apartment in New York City as though they hadn't a care in the world. Like they were free, with their late night movies and takeouts and video games, where laughter was almost as constant as their arguing.

When was the last time he heard Cardan laugh? Shit, it must have been before Eddie had even become Fae, before he'd come to this place and tried to make it his home. The melody of his laughter had ignited something within the brunette, turning to glance at the prince with a creased brow of confusion -- what he'd said hadn't been that funny -- and was met with the breathless sight of happiness, Cardan's face as familiar as his own and yet somehow different in each and every light.

It had been a choice as simple as breathing to lean forward and kiss him, no thoughts running through Eddie's head until he felt the softness of Cardan's lips against his own. For the briefest moment he froze, thawing as soon as the prince's lips began to move, a hand reaching out to tangle in his curls.

Eddie shivered. It would be easy enough to pull away now, to laugh it off or run away, to hide out in his room the same way that he had been for the last few months. But he couldn't, not when he was finally doing something for himself, something he had craved almost his entire life and had never let himself give in to.

Trembling fingers reached up to cradle Cardan's cheek, his skin soft and warm beneath Eddie's touch, as his other hand clenched at the shirt material atop his collarbone. It was too much. It was not enough.

And then Eddie was pulling away, foreheads resting together as he allowed his gaze to rest on Cardan once more, dark eyes practically onyx in their dilation. He'd probably fucked it all up. But for the first time, he really didn't give a shit. "Can you just... say something? Please."

[humanitysong]

he freezes when spoken to, eyes widening and claws leaving deep marks in the ground beneath him. vash seems to shy away from the voice, feathers bristling until h recognizes a familiar feeling: a plant.

his body language changes to one of hesitation, sharp teal eyes gazing towards where the other's voice came from. over his life he had learned to distinguish between his sisters... but the shape before him? he felt closer to how it would be for vash to stand next to his twin and yet he knows this cannot be knives. at least not his.

slowly the massive ball of feathers turn smaller until all that is left is the silhouette of a man - though some of the feathers remain, the pattern of them refusing to leave his cheeks.

"...you can tell me where we are" his voice feels hoarse from all the screaming but he ignores it as he presses on. "and year."

@typhoonvash .

[theha1r]

@anxietytold liked for back & forth!

"i just ... i just really need you to hold me right now. baby, please."

[morningflew]

❛ don't mess with my hat. ❜

it's less of a hat and more of a makeshift helm, rhaena thinks. far be it from her to correct one of the ladies of the castle, though. arya stark might welcome any other title than the one she was born into but it would never change how anybody else was to address her, whether she liked it or not. "i was only going to dust it off, my lady. it must have fallen and been placed back without being cleaned." she clasps her hands behind her as she steps back, looking at her earnestly. "it's a fine hat. did you make it yourself?"

one piece (live action). accepting !

[c1tyhaunts]

@recitedemise : “I think we deserve a soft epilogue, my love — We are good people, and we have suffered enough.”

Anyway did y’all see the WONDERFUL Lilah & Gale Chrimbus piece Dean did for me??? Look at these BEAUTIES

[notwithoutsins]

@blcdcarnage continued

Her brother warned her that this would happen. Her life had always been normal up to this point, until her parents told her of what she truly was, a witch. Her parents never told her because her mother wanted her to have a normal life, she was trying to protect her. Rosemary understood her mother’s concerns but it was her choice to make. She had been resistant to join the academy of dark arts because she was terrified of embracing that part of her. She didn’t want this, and the fact that her dark baptism was drawing near. She needed a way out of this, but she just didn’t know how. What scared her the most was the pull she felt to go, but she refused to give up the life she knew. “ All due respect Levi, but I don’t want nothing to do with any of this.” Did she not have any say in this? Her brows creased with irritation, those green hues flared with an undeniable determination. She didn’t understand why one of the academy’s own teachers was reaching out to her, trying to convince her to join. She couldn’t deny that he was incredibly gorgeous and there was something about him that called out to her.  Her primary question, or demanding for him to tell her what he really knew was not satisfactory. It was almost as if he was avoiding the question all together. “That doesn’t answer my question at all, you can’t do that.” Rosemary had always been outspoken and never knew when to back down.  She pushed past the door frame of her family home to face him fully. She wanted answers that only he seemed to have. “ I’m sorry you wasted your time coming here - I’m not changing my mind on this. I have a life and I’m not just going to uproot it because the devil demands it.” Rosemary pushed past him then as she took the three steps down from the porch. “If you excuse me I have a couple of friends that are waiting on me, unless there’s something else you want to add.”

[a-guaviral]

continued

HE WAS UNSURE OF WHAT CAME OVER HIM, A FIRE LET UPON THE COLD COALS OF HIS HEART. He seen him, the way he appeared, the air to him, soft and cool yet strong enough to tear right through him. Something just came over him, samples left in the safety of the car under the passenger side seat, Glenn could not get out of his car quick enough. Scrambling to rush in, THE RACING OF HIS HEART LEADING HIM ONWARDS.

Just as he expected, what beauty, what grace ! It reminds him of HER, in all the little details. There was a lot of differences in appearance, perhaps personality there was still something here.

Gasping softly, crooning sweet hushing sounds, faux sympathy. GET HIM GET HIM GET HIM GET HIM, rushed in his mind a wheel rushing with water, never ending, a snake devouring it's own tail.

❝ I am so sorry, Dr. Wesker if I had frighten you, I didn't mean to. ❞ Yet he still did not let go, in fact, he only held on more so, shifting himself to block whichever way Wesker tried to scurry.

❝ Love at first sight, dear. It makes a man do such wild things, we can make each other whole. ❞

The PLOT had been lost, tucked away in their rightful cars, and second thoughts have turned into third attempts in a happily ever after.

@rightofgodhood

[ragedagainst]

jyn doesn't think -- she just acts. even in a situation where her ally is temporary –– and ally is a strong word for someone she's not entirely certain won't stab her in the back when it's done –– it's still second nature. when she sees the shot fired in his direction, she lunges forward to shove him out of the way without a second thought. as she tackles to him to the ground, the bullet scrapes against her shoulder and back, tearing through her clothing and burying itself in the wall behind them. " fuck, " she hisses under her breath, quickly pushing herself off the ground and ducking behind cover. once in relatively safety, she moves her shoulder gingerly ; the wound, though not severe, stings as she tests it. not ideal, considering she'd just bought this jacket ( bought, not stolen ). keeping her gaze on the few remaining attackers, she calls off to the side, " you still alive ? "

@kezoire : [ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine