#wow verse pending

[orphanedshadow]

@blue-eyed-banshee gets a starter

They weren't the first to do so, people had tried to destroy it before, but they had always ended up joining the ranks of the undead. After so many times Kara didn't really know why it still bothered her, why she didn't just wait to loot the corpses that inevitably ended up being produced.

Gathering her courage the child made up her mind, quickly scratching a message onto a bit of wood before throwing it at one of the warriors.

Upon it was a message written in capital letters. "NOT SAFE, YOU TOO BIG. CAN NOT HIDE. GO AWAY."

[tornsurvivors]

CONTINUED FROM HERE. // @tornsavior

The anxiety of whether she stepped over a line too far or not -- immediately faded and her next breath out was a sigh of relief. Though it was quiet, so quiet. Of course she should have known. Whatever was going on between them was not so subtle as one would assume. Perhaps it was only two of them that really saw it, without actually seeing it at first. If that even makes sense. Jaina had hopelessly fallen in love before she even knew it herself. It didn't seem so scary as it normally would have, anymore.

It was where she wanted to be this time.

Suddenly shy, Jaina cast her gaze down with a soft smile tugging at her lips and closed her eyes for a moment -- mentally willing her pounding heart to calm down. With a steadying breath in, she looked back up at Vale and gently stroked her thumb against the woman's cheek, leaning her head in to press lips against Vale's forehead -- a soft kiss. Far too soft to believe she was ever cold and harsh at her lowest point in life.

Instead of answering the question verbally, she pried herself away from Vale's embrace -- as much she loathed to, and moved her hand down to take the calloused one into hers. She then turned and tugged Vale along, guiding her to the bedroom. Along the way, she would give a wave of her free hand to dim the mage lights that hovered in other rooms and in the hallway.

"Make yourself comfortable," She murmured and nodded towards the bed. Before releasing Vale's hand, she pressed a kiss to each knuckle and then turned away -- walking towards her wardrobe to peel off her Lord Admiral uniform, leaving just a loose-fitted shirt and breeches. As always, she made sure to properly put away her uniform and not leave it on the floor in a messy heap. With an exhale, she ignored the dull ache of her past injuries flaring up momentarily along her back and neck, making the scars glow with arcane energy before it faded.

She then pulled the tie that held her braid together and tossed it aside on her dresser, untangling strands of white and gold from the braid along the way towards the bed.

[typhoonvash]

[ TOUCH ] : our muses touching one another discreetly but intimately in a public setting.

⩥ @eventheodds || sexual tension [OPEN]

[ TOUCH ] : our muses touching one another discreetly but intimately in a public setting.

"You know there are cameras all around the ship, right?"

Vash nervously swallows as Meryl leans over his legs, tracing up his thigh. They're in the atrium of Home, under the privacy of tree canopy—leafy green branches woven together like lattice above them, holding together a network of flora unseen in Noman's Land.

Despite his nerves, Vash runs a hand along Meryl's thigh up to her hip and around back, cupping her in an intimate squeeze. Higher and higher her fingers wander, teasing at the edge of sensitive petals, causing the blond to shiver.

"Meryl..." he whines, then stretches over her, legs straddled around hers, "Someone's gonna see us..."

Vash says this, but he's not sure he minds—and isn't that horrible? Embarrassed at his own thoughts, he ducks his head into Meryl's shoulder and exhales a hot sigh.

[risingsol]

@abyssmalice / tonia wants a extra venti vanila frap with 10 pumps of vanila and oat milk and a caramel drizzle pwease

Sure thing! A small suggestion, if you don’t mind? I can add in an extra pump of caramel syrup to the drink too if you want just a little bit of that caramel flavor in the drink too!

[bornspellcaster]

Sing a Song (Philip for his Firefly @disastertrifecta )

Good-byes are never easy, but Philip doesn’t think he’s ever felt something so gut wrenching as this moment. He’s heard the expression of heart break being so great something physically aches in the very culmination of your being, but he never thought it to be so true until this very moment.

Oh child, precious one

Let your life shine like the sun

But you say, "How long till I can come home

Till I can rest in Your arms again?"

And I say, "Not long, but don't miss this life

And I'll be waiting till then...

@disastertrifecta

[movedtovervainbrokemyheart]

anna & steve for the spotify unwrapped shuffle. @wanderingguest​

song: all or nothing - theory of a deadman 

“Let's take a chance go far away today and never look back again” Steve knew that probably sounded kind of crazy. They weren’t really there yet, right? Still it had slipped from his mouth and it was something that had been on his mind a lot lately. People thought he never gave up and that he wanted to fight all the time. That he couldn’t live without a war. But, he was tired, and more than anything else he just wanted some peace, some quiet, less death around him. So much less death. He’d seen enough to last more than two lifetimes.

[naivefrenzy-a]

@adrenlne -> drabble + mori ( i couldn't copy word for word but 🥺💞 ) : send drabble + plus a word and i'll write a thing for it ( ACCEPTING )

LIP TWITCHES ( ‘ KILL HER-- GUT HER !! MAKE HER PAY ‘ ) words ring in her ears along with the thunderous pounding over her own heart as she follows the redhead in FRENZIED haste with ruler raised-- but this DAMNED PALLET LOOP has been the only thing keeping her from SNATCHING her by that red ponytail & getting her to a hook. but NOW , now she isn’t INTERESTED in hooking meg ... no. what the pink haired legionnaire has in mind is FAR worse than that-- & something she RARELY does. but she can hear HER voice , calling , telling her to DO IT. that it was ok , this time. & so , she CAVES. eyes narrow , grip tightens as she rounds the set of barrels that hold the other end of the pallet in place , allowing the runner to quickly SLIDE out of reach for the slightly shorter girl-- but BLOODLUST fuels the usually less violent & relentless young woman , & she manages to plunge her splintered , needle ended weapon DEEP into meg’s back ( right between her shoulder blades ) as she slides over the rotting wooden slats yet again. A GRIN FORMS behind the mask , she wastes NO TIME as she slides over the pallet herself -- FUELED BY RAGE & THE ENTITY'S WILL , watching as the blood pool beneath her before turning ( DECIDING TO LEAVE HER TO WONDER what she might do after ) , she breaks the pallet she had used to torture her for THREE of the five generators they had finished. turning her attention BACK to meg , she watches for a moment as she attempts to crawl away , even as she TRIES to get up to her knees & too her feet. SHE ISN’T GOING TO LET HER BACK TO HER FEET , THOUGH -- with a HUFF , she SWINGS ( her petite frame SWAYS with the motion as she lunges ) , but she MISSES , but not for LONG. again , & this time , her blade plunges DEEP beneath the skin , scrapping metal & wood against BONE as it passes through the underside of meg’s arm ; only to be QUICKLY retracted , susie stumbles back with a small grunt as she listens to the BLOOD CURDLING scream that leaves the red heads lips before she crumples face first onto the ground once more.

‘ FINISH IT. ‘ the voice calls out LOUDLY , & susie OBEYS -- ruler finds it’s mark in the back of the runners ankle ( right in the achilles , with a SLIGHT twist of the blade ) before using HER OWN LEG to drag her closer-- susie grips her ruler TIGHTLY in both hands as she uses her own leg to PIN her victims , looking down at her through cracks in her mask before she PLUNGES the blade yet again into the survivors body -- this time though , it’s DEEP within her sternum , between her ribs as meg’s screams ECHO ( susie would SURELY being hearing them in ANY sort of dreams or nightmares she might have AFTER this , though )  before DRAGGING it down , listening to the stomach turning noises it made mixed with the spine chilling SHRIEK the firey redhead let out before she pulls her weapon from the survivors LIMP , motionless body as she CALMS -- hands trembling as she looks to the crimson red liquid that drip from her palms -- MEG'S BLOOD. eyes fall momentarily to the SCENE she's left , staring into EMPTY BLUE EYES for a moment as she stammers " i-im SORRY. " another second passes before she FLEES , leaving her to lay with the shattered remains of rotting , multi-colored boards.

RUTHLESS KILLER.

[kryetara]

𝙲𝚄𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴,  𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝚃 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙵𝙸𝚁𝙼𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙱𝙴𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚂 𝙰 𝙻𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝙽 𝚆𝙴𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙿𝙸𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝙼𝙰𝙲𝙷 ;  𝚂𝙰𝙼 𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁.     sam ...  god.  he looks different.  somehow taller,  as if that were even possible ;  ira feels an odd sort of presence stood there,  peering through the window at him,  unbeknownst.  mesmerized in a way.  ira hadn’t given it enough thought to even  consider  the winchester boys showing up,  but now it’s happening,  apparent before him,  he almost kicks himself for  not expecting it sooner ;    jesus.   nausea gripping his throat while he watches,  noticing them both speaking to a number of his neighbours ;  fuck.  is he next ?

you need to get out of here,  the thought burns behind his eyes ;  better to flee the scene than do this,  now,  so extremely unequipped and unprepared.  shaking his gaze off of him,  dunham frantically searches his house for a coat,  keys,  phone,  wallet,  ( not even considering that practically running out your house at whatever time of morning this is is at all strange behaviour )  and just behind his front door,  he has to suck in a deep breath.  when he’s out,  and the doors locked,  his hands are in his pockets and he’s walking  fast,   hoping he’ll not be noticed,  until ...   there’s a shout.  an all too familiar voice.  and he stops dead.  oh god.  here we go.     //     @smmie​.

[warriorcall]

        KISS MEME ! // NOT ACCEPTING // @wickedwyrms ( JORDAN & TONI. )

                                                         ‘ you owe me a kiss. ‘

the tiny blonde couldn’t help the smirk that tugged itself across her lips, eyes all but shining at the male that she had known so well. a man she’d traveled with, a man she had interacted with through several different companies over the years and a man she had often flirted with whenever she was given the chance. ‘ oh yeah ? when did we make that deal? ‘ she questioned, her voice soft as she took a few steps closer to him, a small hand coming up to gently rest against his muscled chest, nails tapping just slightly against the bare skin. ‘ not that i’m gonna complain about havin’ to kiss ya, ‘ she said, a soft laugh escaping the space between her lips, eyes fluttering closed for a few seconds until she got up on her toes, slowly stretching just enough to reach him, one of her arms easily hooking themselves around his neck, a nail tapping itself against the top of his back. her lips easily pressed against his, her other arm meeting with the one already around his neck as she all but melted against him, her heart fluttering fast against her chest as butterflies swirled around in the pit of her stomach. 

[tornsurvivors]

@tornsavior [ 𝑗𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 ] ft. vale.

AFTER SOME RUMMAGING THROUGH HER BELONGINGS -- she finally found them! One of her personal favorites, a book full of Kul Tiran tales. Some true, some purely fiction. The smile on her face was so warm and genuine... and rare. Incredibly rare, considering the hell she went through the last few years. "Hey Vale, I found--" Oh. Jaina immediately shut her mouth as she stumbled upon the sight of the werewolf asleep out in the garden. Her personal garden behind the two-story house she claimed as home somewhere outside of Boralus. As much she loved her mother and the Proudmoore Keep, she wanted to be somewhere more... homely. A change of scenery, at least. Somewhere she could get away from her diplomatic life.

Oddly enough, she couldn't help but let her gaze linger on the sleeping woman and smiled once more to herself, quietly settling down next to Vale. She wouldn't deny that the other woman was beautiful. Not only in the literal sense, but in that sense where Vale wasn't in a fight. Or struggling. It was the beauty in being at peace. Tidemother knows the werewolf had earned this nap.

Content right where she was, Jaina opened up her book and began to read.

[silverook]

♛ ❞ ( @byulsa​​ )

You deserve this, you know. Something he told himself as he stared out the window, watching the hills roll by as his guard closest friend terrorized him with a lecture that had rolled on for miles. A quiet sigh fell from pale lips, fogging the already clouded glass as thin fingers rose to hold the nobility of his chin proudly, the crook of a delicate elbow falling against the edge of the car door. Just how long would Tifa keep him captive here? Surely they were lost - it couldn’t have taken this long to get to their destination the first time. Then again, he wasn’t being chewed out the first time. 

❝ Tefes I wasn’t in any real danger Noc —— the Princess is harmless, really. ❞ He catches himself just in time as he nearly lets his new friend’s secret flow through the waterful of his lips and puddle on the seat beside him. Turning, he leans against Tifa’s shoulder - it was a rare bond he could not share with any other in his life. Lifting his phone, the prince snaps a quick photo of them both as though this was the perfect time and she wasn’t already livid with him. As much as he adored her, Prompt’s hardly regretted what he did. He always tried to be the model Prince and had always done as he was told. Sneaking out tonight was the most fun he’s had in longer than he can remember outside of the rare times he found himself alone with her.  

 ❝ You can’t stay mad at me forever, come on ! Do you want to count my fingers and toes ? I promise I have at least nine of each. ❞

[apocalypsxridden]

i knew you’d come back to me 

TAYLOR SWIFT - ‘folklore’ / [open]

Five had only been back for a few hours, at most. Despite the pressing knowledge of what was to come he’d been silently touring the mansion in what was a self-indulgent, if mournful, nostalgia trip. The calm before the storm, if you will. The bittersweet flooding back of childhood memories shaded in regret and unavoidable what-ifs. He’s missed his family, there is no other way around it. He loves them and he is glad to finally be able to see them again. How could he not? In between the harder moments of survival, or missions where his mind was solely occupied by his target, it is all he could think about. He was certain he’d bored Delores to death by reciting the same fleeting memories of them. But a happy ending just wasn’t written out for him. Nothing he had done, gambled or sacrificed to get back here would matter if he could not figure out what was about to happen. He would lose everything a second time, and with that, himself. The painfully familiar voice pulled him out of this macabre train of thought. His demeanor softening uncharacteristically as he laid his eyes upon the woman (allbeit, not person) who had raised him and his siblings. This for the first time in 45 years.                                                                    “ Mom. “

There was an almost disturbing softness to his voice, one even unbefitting of when he had actually been 13. In a moment of self realization, he quickly corrects his demeanor. The more familiar frown returning to his face.

“ How long were you standing there? “ There’s more he wants to say, but knows he doesn’t have the time to deal with right now. Once this is all over and everyone is safe, he can be vulnerable, not now. Not with everything at stake. Even if he could be, she would not respond as she should anyway, it’s hard to keep in mind sometimes. But she is still not a person.

[covenchosen]

  @forcedperfection​  said  :  ❖ (but amity falling asleep against lilith instead)

They had only meant to wait with Amity for a little while , at least until her parents came to pick her up- Lilith had thought this a rare chance to greet the elusive duo & talk to them , if only for a short while. But the noon sky slowly started to turn the blue eve, and both student & mentor found themselves sat down on the steps of the school together , with no sign of her parents arrival yet.

Lilith’s frown pulled into a frustrated line , a low grumble of annoyance escaping in her throat. If they really were gonna keep them waiting like this , the least they could do was send a message- either through their daughter’s scroll, or even magicked a letter to inform of their delay.

The witch was torn from her thoughts by the feeling of someone slumping against her shoulder , body immediately going tense as green hair tickled her neck & they turned their gaze to the child , who seemed to be fast asleep. They blinked in surprise at the sight.  It seemed the training today , combined with all this waiting , had taken a toll on Amity. And they couldn’t blame her. But this situation was incredibly new for them , a student of hers trusting her enough to rest on her shoulder as if they were close, and that was even stranger to the raven witch. They had never been particularly ... close , it was strictly a professional relationship. Lilith taught Amity what she knew , to help grow her potential. Emotions were always kept out of it. 

So , what was she supposed to do? Did they just let her sleep & let their arm go numb , wake her , pick her up & take her somewhere else ... ? With all these questions swirling in their mind , every other option was erased. And they let her rest ..

[malaltis]

Mistletoe (accidental ( ˘ ³˘) )

Mistletoe meme|Currently accepting 

Walking to the next door, she had bumped into Enkidu ahonesty mistake, but looking up with her eyes a red flare had found it’s wayacross Siduri’s face, the two were under Mistletoe, it was a honest mistake aswell ,however she did know the Tradition of what to do if two were under such aplant so to not break it she would take part in such a…slight adorable and cutetradition  

“Oh my,it looks like we have both found ourselves under theMistletoe, I hope that this is not a bother for you, Dear Enkidu”

As she finished her sentence she went onto her tippy toesplacing a kind and gentle kiss onto Enkidu’s cheek Siduri held a kind heartedsmile as well as she cleared her throat , trying to look away due to the bloodthat was rushing to her face, causing herself to have a more red face.

[twilighttwin]

"Prettier? I'm ALREADY the prettiest on the Islands." -Riku

Poor Nobody is going to choke a little, going pink up to the tips of his ears. "Shut up, I-I just...meant ..indigo would be a flattering colpur on you."

[pyrhass]

" you're mine, not her's. understood? "

What even is she anymore? No longer a person, that’s for certain. All traces of her humanity  vanished atop the tower long ago. What was once olive tinted is now a ghastly white. She is disgusted looking upon this abhorrent flesh. The moment she awoke she was informed that this was her body, but how can it be? It feels so foreign to even herself. A cold host with no spirit, only hallowed memories to feel the void. 

She is grimm now, but why? 

Her chest was pierced by blackened arrow and her breath drew to a stop. Then the silence came. Then came her peace. And then her eyes opened, not sure how much after. A once white sclera turned putrid black and the green of her eyes turned red. As if spring to autumn, the color of her eyes rusted with the incoming death.

By her Pyrrha assumes Salem. The immortal witch. 

What even is this mention of ownership? Scabbling over scraps.  Now the fall maiden bared her teeth for her, to amass ownership against her grimm mother. But what good will that do, Cinder cannot escape her fate. She is bound forever to Salem, just how she, unfortunately, is bound forever to the fall maiden. That much she has come to understand. 

“You want me to be yours so that you can feel like you have control over something.” Something, not someone. Pyrrha relinquished that the moment she became a caged animal. Cursed to be stricken by nothing other than negative emotions -she has felt no happiness since she awoke. “So you can feel empowered knowing full well that you’re Salem’s. And you cannot hide from that no matter how much you use me.”