#˛ ⠀ ⋆ ⠀ ✶ ⠀ ⠀ ៹ ⠀ ⠀ 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍. ⠀ ⠀ › ⠀ ⠀ haelena vassiliev ⊱

[hostyle17]

i would quit immediately if he came into my shitty job and said this

[swordsxandxsakuras]

Nezuko halted as she saw a familiar man. Someone who is muscular, scarred, and has silver haired. The stranger's appearance reminded her of her math teacher Sinazugawa, but his scent is not the same. All she did is dart her red eyes at him. Simply because he reminded her of her least favorite teacher.

@museincarnate (blaid) 🌸 𝓻𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭

[seafoamseashell]

@jimbo-spacehawk asked: "Hey guppy girl." Jim pokes the mermaids cheek.

🔱 → ❝ Hello, soldier human! ❞

She puffs her cheeks out like a blowfish after her lover poked her face.

❝ I missed you so much. I'm so happy your troop is stationed in Thebes now! ❞

[sceyth]

      ➖  for @nightmarefuele ,

after fury, what do you do with the remains? 

sword of moons. qimir wakes up to discover osha pressing a blade against his throat.

it was dark. behind his eyelids, hours after dusk. the only light left was the feel of her in the force—there was a small light left in the dagger too. 

he came to. hours before dawn, ahead of schedule. lashes fluttered lazily, lids lifting only halfway into hooded eyes. he blinked slowly; some beast loosened from some dark depth. but in truth, he saw her with startling clarity. his concentration was sharper when pulled out of his zen, like a carved blade straight off the stone.

he watched her, looked at her, with really no other reason but that he could. his gaze walked slow across the smooth expanse of her face. his eyes touched the tip of her forehead, and he twitched the corner of his lip into a smile. the smile was gone as quickly as it had come; it became light, and lived in his eyes. (it would die there too, as many before it had.) 

he looked into her eyes to see what lived in them. he wanted to ask her what she meant to do now, what she would do after. where she planned to put her rage after rigor mortis set in and he could no longer take it from her with his skin and into his bloodstream. after fury, what do you do with the remains? the severity of his curiosity, he was certain the question echoed somewhere in the dark, reached her somehow, across the force. he lay as still as stone, put himself at her mercy, with really no other reason but that he could. he swallowed, so his skin would press on the blade.

[sirensought]

what kind of love are you? 

LOVE AS A THRESHOLD.

Your love does not ask for much. Your love does not take. Your love is free, and unquestioned, and here for wherever needs it. When you fall in love, it is as gentle as a breath in the night. It is quiet, and it is effortless. It is tender. If your love was a house, it would readily welcome all who come through. If your love was a hearth, it would warm the hands of whoever stopped by, whether for a day, a month, a year, or forever. When you fall for someone, it is without strings, without conditions, without need. You love for the sake of loving, for the sake of caring for those who need it. You love with a giver’s heart and a giver’s hands and are made so much stronger for it. Being loved by you is to always feel at home. Your love may not always be well-received by those unprepared to linger, but it is unforgettable all the same.

tagged by: @covertegotism thank you for tagging me! tagging: @2wanlake , @sherisens , @br1ars , @inn0cencestrained & YOU !

[pistolsister]

starter call!

[bha3ls]

au where the betrayal and everything happens but rinn doesn't lose her memories. so recruiting the party isn't actually seeking someone to cure them, she knows exactly whats going on, shes just using them as back up to take back control from orin.

[heavens-sin]

Cosima glared at her husband and scoffed when she finally saw him after he had been gone for months with no contact. “What are you doing back here?” They were still married but the woman was not going to put up with him unless he made it up to her and he knew exactly how, but it was a matter of would he do it.

                                     𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 | ( always accepting )

The  god's  entrance  was  nothing  short  of  his  usual  grandeur,  all  swagger  and  effortless  power,  stepping  into  the  room  as  though  the  months  of  silence  had  simply  been  an  afterthought.  His  grin  was  wide,  even  if  it  didn't  quite  reach  his  eyes,  which  sparked  with  the  calculating  gleam  that  never  quite  vanished.  But  as  he  took  in  Cosima's  unmistakable  anger,  the  smile  only  sharpened,  a  predator’s  grin  on  the  edge  of  amusement.  a  grin  as  sharp  as  glass,  flicking  over  her  with  a  look  that  held  just  as  much  amusement  as  it  did  challenge.  He  sat  upon  his  ornate  throne  -  lounging  as  though  he  hadn’t  been  absent  for  months,  as  though  he  hadn’t  left  her  to  wonder  where  he’d  gone—or  if  he’d  return.  The  silence  stretched  between  them,  tense  as  a  taut  wire,  and  he  basked  in  it,  finding  perverse  satisfaction  in  the  way  her  scoff  cut  through  the  air. ❝  Ahh,  Mi  vida  ❞   he  purred,  drawing  out  her  name  as  he  leaned  casually  against  the  armrest,  the  back  of  his  palm  supporting  his  chin.  his  eyes  gleamed  with  an  edge  that  suggested  he  knew  his  welcome  was  running  thin. 

❝  You  wound  me.  No  ‘hello,’  no  ‘welcome  back’?  And  here  I  thought  you’d  miss  me.  ❞  He  tilted  his  head,  feigning  innocence,  his  voice  as  smooth  as  silk  and  laced  with  an  edge  of  taunting  arrogance.  The  way  he  looked  at  her  was  part  hunger,  part  calculating  —  the  blond  was  never  so  gracious  as  to  do  anything  for  free,  and  they  both  knew  it.  But  then  again,  he  knew  the  cost  of  her  forgiveness  was  nothing  he  couldn’t  afford.  He  strolled  closer,  the  space  between  them  dwindling  with  each  slow,  deliberate  step.  But  her  scorn  didn’t  sway  him.  He  loved  a  challenge,  and  Cosima’s  fire  was  one  of  the  reasons  he’d  chosen  her.  ❝  What  am  I  doing  back  here?  ❞   He  raised  an  eyebrow,  as  though  the  answer  should  be  obvious,  and  gestured  around  the  room.  ❝  This  is  my  palace,  isn’t  it?  ❞   He  watched  her,  calculating,  assessing  her  reaction,  then  leaned  in  close  enough  for  her  to  see  the  glint  in  his  eye  and  feel  the  heat  of  his  presence.  There  was  no  apology  in  his  gaze,  no  hint  of  remorse.  His  absence,  to  him,  was  simply  business.

 ❝  Now,  are  you  going  to  keep  being  all  upset  since  i  had  to  be  away  on..  business..  Or  perhaps...❞  he  mused,  his  voice  dropping  to  a  low  rumble,   ❝  you  expected  me  to  beg?❞  He  chuckled,  a  dark,  rolling  sound  that  vibrated  in  his  chest,  and  released  her  chin,  stepping  back  just  enough  to  meet  her  gaze  head-on.   ❝  Don’t  be  so  quick  to  scoff,  my  dear,  don’t  tell  me  you’ve  forgotten  just  how  well  I  make  up  for  my…  absences.❞  His  tone  lowered  an  octave,  but  it  was  dangerously  laced  with  a  promise.  He  could  play  nice—or,  as  nice  as  Doflamingo  ever  got—for  the  right  incentive.  ❝  Or  did  you  forget?  ❞  He  murmured,  his  breath  ghosting  over  the  shell  of  her  ear  as  his  voice  dropped,  husky  and  deep.  The  air  seemed  to  shift,  and  his  hand  slid  slowly,  deliberately,  along  the  curve  of  her  spine.  He  leaned  closer,  his  other  hand  tilting  her  chin  upwards  so  she  was  forced  to  meet  his  gaze,  his  thumb  grazing  the  line  of  her  jaw.

 ❝  I'll  give  you  whatever  you  want,  Cariño  ,❞  he  crooned,  his  lips  quirking  upwards,  and  the  look  in  his  eyes  was  dark  and  promising.   ❝  All  you  have  to  do  is  ask  nicely.❞ 

[vialaviolenza]

𝑬𝑴𝑷𝑨𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑻𝑰𝑪 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺▓ ❛I would like to know what I can do to help. ❜ @parfumeuses

Lime orbs watch the woman, brows knitted in curiosity though he doesn't seem to be too perturbed by her approach, ❝ Nyoh ho-ho~ A little lady offering me some help? I can think of a few things, dolcezza. . .❞ Gyro's words draped in an Italian accent are left suggestive as he chortles, his words held with assurance as he turns towards her. ❝ Lost my map the other day⸻lady luck guided me this far but. . .if you have a spare that'd be mighty handy. I could pay you back depending on what you're looking for. I believe in even exchanges, ya know? that way we both walk away satisfied.❞ Gyro would lift an arm, an index finger flicking at the brim of his hat to lift it a few inches as he leaned against his horse, his long sandy locks blowing with the breeze. ❝ Whadda ya say? we got a deal, little lady ? ❞

[mattivray]

⠀ ⠀  ⋆ ⠀ ✶ ⠀ ⠀ 𝔞𝔱  the  counselors'  party  —  cachoeira; ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀                𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥  pietra  venancio  ( @pips-plants ).

         ٫ ໋ 𓂃 “ 𝖕𝖎𝖊𝖙𝖗𝖆 ! ” mattie avistou a semideusa de costas e tentou chamar a atenção. lhe ocorreu só naquele momento que ela ainda não havia parabenizado a instrutora de primeiros socorros em sua conquista pelo título de conselheira do chalé 21. a figura diminuta da filha de hécate estava recostada num grande tronco de árvore, no caminho da cachoeira. matilda chegou perto, exibindo um sorriso amistoso que logo foi desaparecendo na medida que conseguiu enxergar com mais clareza a expressão pálida no rosto da venancio.

i seriously don’t feel too good, ela anunciou. dois passos de recuo, enquanto olhava ao redor, buscando alguma coisa que pudesse ajudar. tudo o que enxergou foi água corrente no horizonte.

         “ tudo bem— heh, o que você acha da gente molhar o rosto um pouco ? te refrescar, colocar você sentadinha, que tal ? ” ela ofereceu o braço para pietra, olhando com aquela apreensão evidente de quem tentava resistir ao nojinho intrusivo de ser vomitada no processo.

[shootsxruns]

𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖚𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖟𝖊𝖉 𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝖌𝖎𝖗𝖑 : main verse.

based loosely on the earth - 616 comics , along with headcanons , anya is a twin child born to natalia romanova and bucky barnes after attempting to escape HYDRA. a month after their birth , HYDRA retrieves anya and bucky , putting her through the red room as well as the winter soldier program , and assisted stress testing to expose a possible mutant gene. ( includes chapters where she defects , tries to have a normal life , and later becoming and avenger as well as a thunderbolt. )

𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖇𝖞 𝖒𝖞 𝖘𝖎𝖉𝖊 : variant soldat.

in an alternate universe where james defects with natalia romanova , and going to work for SHIELD , anya is left with HYDRA to continue their work , after successfully convincing james and nat of anya's death. she would go on to become the winter soldier , and wouldn't see bucky again until attempting to assassinate captain america.

𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖙𝖆 𝖇𝖗𝖔𝖔𝖐𝖑𝖞𝖓 : shameless based au.

based on the us version of the television series shameless , this verse is a weird homebrew of shameless , typical cop drama , and daredevil style super hero tales. bucky struggles to juggle supporting his family while cleaning up the streets of brooklyn one gang at a time.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉 𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖉 : zombie au.

a homebrew of various zombie genres , bucky , steve , and natasha are former special ops in the aftermath of a zombie outbreak. trying to protect their family , and discovering the hand they may have had in outbreak taking place.

𝖜𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖞𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖘 : stranger things au.

after bucky and anya defect from HYDRA , they make their way through europe , and find themselves state side and heading inland , to hawkins indiana. running into two rather familiar faces , and a group of unfamiliar ones , the group of heroes are forced to help this town combat soviets kidnapping kids for experiments , and something much more sinister.

[hostyle17]

[swordsxandxsakuras]

Dragon Ball verse headcanons because Daima and Sparking! Zero has me hyped. Might tweak in the more I plot it. If any Dragon Ball characters likes this crossover, hmu and I'll mention you in my threads.

TW: child abuse, grooming, cancer, death.

Kie is a demon created and groomed by Muzan. They made her to be conventionally attractive so she can seduce humans and enslave him for food/energy.

Kie escaped the Infinity Castle from Muzan's physical and emotional abuse, then landed to Earth where she met Tanjuro.

Tanjiro was born during the Android Invasion. Kie knew there were around because she can sense their energy, but she didn't get involved because she doesn't want Muzan to find her or have the Androids hurt her new family. Same with the Cell Saga.

During Buu Saga, Nezuko was seven who wanted to fight, but Kie move her children and husband into another realm, how they avoided being murdered by Buu. This is when Tanjuro was starting to get sick.

Super is when the Kamado kids lost their father to cancer. Nezuko met present!Trunk ( @hopefromadoomedtimeline ) when the Briefs were on vacation and fought over a toy. Yes, they destroyed the place.

Instead of being upset to pay for the damages, Bulma befriends Kie and Vegeta is secretly impressed by Nezuko's powers. This is when little Nezuko idolizes her "uncle" Vegeta.

Though Kie is scared of Muzan detecting her, she finally fights and joins the Tournament of Power.

Nezuko was in the chapter where she helped Goten, Trunks, and Marron be park rangers only because she had a crush on 17.

A year later when Mirai!Trunks ( @burnxngslash ) returned to the passed, Kie uses her demonic fireblood to heal him. Years eventually became Nezuko's stepfather.

Daima, Kie turns into a child and all of her children are babies. She doesn't want to leave herself since she's so overprotective from her fear of Muzan finding her. But Goku convinces her to travel with him and Supreme Kai since they're headed to Demon World.

Super!Hero, Bulma recruited Nezuko and Inosuke ( @whirling-fangs ) to fight Cell-Max. Then Gohan ( @hxroic-wxlls-fxrever ) hired Nezuko to be Pan's "nanny" where they form a bond and she is Pan's ( @n3rdb0x ) teacher similar to Roshi and Goku and Piccolo to Gohan all throughout Super!Hero and GT.

Her love interest is Goten from Super!Hero to GT ( @burnxngslash )

POWERS:

Both Kie and Nezuko's god mode is when they grows up to seven feet and extended claws and floral markings, just like Nezuko the Red Light District Arc.

Her fire powers include healing and Hinokagura.

How they flies is they sprouts their wings like a bat.

Kie is still stronger than Nezuko (and Tanjiro) due to her experience as a demon, but still struggles when defending herself again Muzan and the Upper Moons.

[seafoamseashell]

This is the mermaid first time visiting a restaurant since Thebes. She noticed how many people there are, so many different species. It makes it feels like Ariel is not alone. It was a celebration of the return of the owner's son. She heard the name 'Jim'.

She was curious of who this person was since there were so many patrons at the eatery speaking about him. To see through the crowd, she stood on a chair. Her brown eyes see two metal guards on the side. And in the middle is a brunette human wearing a white military uniform with golden shrouds. Instantly, the princess FELL IN LOVE. She has not felt this way since Eric. She hopes this will not end in destruction and heart ache like before. Ariel continued to smile and watches the boy dance with his mother in the middle of the restaurant.

@brotherhoodwarlord asked: Jim Hawkins in his dashing uniform

[sceyth]

       ➖  for @nightmarefuele  ,

  keep talking. i’ll keep walking toward the sound of your voice.  

  crown of glass. mae meets the stranger while their true identity is concealed.

she clung to anything she could touch. she feared she would forget what it was to have something to hold.

she didn't have much. just inexact coordinates, sea and stone for miles in every direction, not even a name for the soil. there was an abundance of energy and current and motion there, she saw it in the water, felt it in the air. that place was empty and full in the same ways brendok was. her fingers tingled with it. she clenched her hand into a fist.

she stopped in her tracks, and closed her eyes, and it was there again. something cold and scarred. something that glinted at the touch of the sun. something dark and deep. something within reach. close, closer and closer, and her toes toes thrummed with it as she walked.

mae looked around. there was only sound.

the sky had turned the color of a bruise. it made the rocky shore more treacherous, but she was grateful for it; he was easier to see in the dark. mae kept walking. "keep talking," she told the deepening blue in the sky and the darkening shadows on the ground, her voice steadier than her steps. there was no one in sight, but she felt heard. "i'll keep walking toward the sound of your voice."

[sirensought]

eric has appeared! what do you do?

hold hands

yell at

fondle butt

make them mine