#⋆♱⋅⟡⋅♱⋆ threads

[sanctified-sanctuary]

⋆♱⋅⟡⋅♱⋆ @hopeharmed ⋆♱⋅⟡⋅♱⋆ 〝Do I have something on my face or why do you keep looking at me like that?〞||〝Yeah, but you should see the other guy.〞{Salvatore 🙴 Valentine 🙴 Evangeline}

The match was brutal, much more a challenge than passing nights and it was electrifying. The crowd was still jumping with energy after the spectacle, hell Valentine could hardly push their way through the crowd leaving the makeshift ring - a dirt floor cage meant for underground fights.

〝God they need to get more talent like that in here,〞 a deep throaty chuckle following as Valentine wiped sweat and another's blood from their brow and claimed a table on the outskirts of the warehouse to kick their feet up. The stocky fighter being trailed by their most loyal companion like a ghost given form, in all white and a head above half the gathered audience ever at their side.

〝Maybe they would have more talent if you weren't so rough on them, Valya. They're not like us, humans are deceptively fragile.〞 Her own laughter being drowned out by the aforementioned throng of mortal men. It was a full house, the air thick with sweat blood and smoke- all of which Valya was contributing to tonight.

〝Though I can't help but agree, even my instincts were kicking in from outside the cage- a good hunt is in order after this.〞 Her ember orange eyes were practically alight with desire upon the suggestion, there was nothing quite like the both of them on the prowl at night- a deadly duo.

#⋆♱⋅⟡⋅♱⋆ Valentine #⋆♱⋅⟡⋅♱⋆ Evangeline #// AAAAAAAAAAAA I'M SO EXCITED VALYA IS MY MAIN MUSE #// I missed them smsmsmsm ;;;;;;; #// Eve is my newest baby and I cannot wait to use her more #// Valya and Eve in their natural habit #// underworld cage fights because human hunting all the time is frowned upon #⋆♱⋅⟡⋅♱⋆ My Bloodless Valentine {Salvatore x Valentine} #⋆♱⋅⟡⋅♱⋆ Always The Hunter Never The Hunted {Valentine x Evangeline} #hopeharmed #⋆♱⋅⟡⋅♱⋆ threads

[azolman]

Where: Entrada do acampamento

Who: Azra & Liam (@liamworths)

Flashback

Ser a instrutora de resgate tinha a vantagem de saber quando algo relacionado ao o que ensinava, acontecia. Na maioria das vezes Azra era chamada pra participar porém esquivava como podia. Era patético, mas não tinha como evitar. Entretanto, a nova missão em específico a fez a mão suar e o coração acelerar. O destino era um vilarejo... Não seria nada demais se não fosse próxima da ilha aonde passou um ano de sua vida. Não tinha como esquecer. Resgate de um semideus próximo a ilha.. Não poder ser.... Pode? Azra não sabia mais o que pensar. Seis anos haviam passado e estava cansada de esperanças, já estava a tempos na fase da aceitação e ainda era complicado. Então porque, no dia de chegada dos semideuses, a filha de Tânato estava caminhando apreensiva de um lado para outro perto da entrada? Nem mesmo ela conseguia explicar a sensação de que algo estava diferente, que algo mudaria sua vida na tal missão. O grito de "Os semideuses chegaram!" a fez girar no corpo na direção da entrada e não foi preciso muito para que seus olhos se encontrassem, uma das mãos indo até a boca, não podendo acreditar.

Entre os três que foram em missão, mais um apontava no acampamento, um que Azra reconheceria até mesmo tendo passado seis anos. Seus olhos encheram-se d'água enquanto o coração palpitava rápido. "Lee.." Murmurou baixo, incrédula por realmente estar vendo-o vivo, são e salvo. Os pés não demoraram a marchar na direção dos campistas, parabenizando pela volta, mas a mulher não conseguia enxergar ninguém além do filho de Hefesto, os braços entrelaçando no pescoço alheio sem antes falar nada, apenas desejando o contato, senti-lo que é real e não uma miragem. Afastou-se momentos depois apenas suficiente para encará-lo nos olhos, as mãos jogando os cabelos do rapaz para trás, o sorriso junto de uma risadinha não conseguindo evitar a felicidade. "Você está vivo e bem... Eu estou tão feliz!"

#ficou grande pelo contexto PERDÃO #♱ 𓂃 ࣪˖ 𝑨𝒛𝒓𝒂 𝑶𝒍𝒎𝒂𝒏 ₊˚ ╱ threads. #azra & liam

[dviilcried]

˚₊‧꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ continued from …

a cry for : @shallliveoninsong

a tsk tsk tsk left her mouth, shaking her head at the strange lady for her simply awful suggestion. ❛ the store… oh, how pathetically ignorant ! ❜

as the she-devil opened her mouth to speak, the lamb quickly took a riot that had snuck up on them into its maw with black tendrils dragging it in before swallowing whole — letting out a sheepish baa and a small headshake afterwards to get an itch out its ear.

letting out a sigh, amalthea continued. ❝ the food my DARCY needs cannot be bought from a store, silly. ❞ she scratched beneath the lambs chin, cooing at the thing to ensure her she’d never do such a cheap thing.

❝ besides, stores don’t like me much. ❞ a vague thing she would not elaborate on. … … … ❛ wait… did she say devil hunter ? ❜

❝ ah — that makes so much sense ! ❞ her wings spread and fluttered as she thought out loud, ❝ you’re not just a trigger happy human, you’re a trigger happy devil hunting human ! ❞ what a mouthful…

❝ anyways… they must make the signs clearer. it can really confuse people ! ❞ painfully unaware of the irony - the she-devil laughed, letting darcy down. sitting on its rump once again, the lamb bleated in annoyance as she looked to a dog running past the she-devil’s knees and out through a hole in the wall.

❝ ohh ! that’s where all those doggies went … ❞ about to give darcy permission to squeeze through and finally have a proper dinner, she hesitated - nervously looking at the devil hunter with a smile. ❝ we should …leave them alone, hm? i’m sure we can find a fresh meal elsewhere ! ❞

❝ ah… how rude of me — i haven’t introduced myself ! …my name is amalthea. and you are ? ❞

#[ 01 ] 𓆩♱𓆪 ❛ 𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗... ❜ — thread. #{{ amalthea bc : can you be my human friend I’ve always wanted one pretty please I promise darcy won’t try to eat you #{{ amalthea : she prefers toddlers #{{ fish out of water plots my BELOVED I will never get sick of them #{{ to anyone wondering : all the dogs got away happily :3

[miercolaes]

  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️wednesday has appeared!   ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️what to do ?

  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️𝚘𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 #𝟷  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️FLATTER flattery doesn't guarantee your safety. on the contrary, actually.

  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️𝚘𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 #𝟸  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️PET do i look like a domesticated animal? do try it and find out.

  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️𝚘𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 #𝟹  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️SMOOCH both headbutting and tearing away your skin sounds interesting. go on. we shall see.

  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️𝚘𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 #𝟺  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️  ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️WORSHIP did i miss the fall of all gods or are you anaemic?

tagged by the clown i lo(ath/v)e to see @nightmarefuele

tagging the tormented foes : @inhericurse , @edxmunson , @chaoticjoke , @cursedyou , @nghtmarish (literally any muse i can't pick just 1) , @dvarapala , @prettybrawler , @spookypyre , @clericism , @infernalclay , @pierprincess (for all blogs lub u) , @mosiaks (for all blogs ily) , @sheldoney && everyone else that wants to do this for funsies!

#♱ character study. #♱ vero stfu. #i find this funny and i've already given her responses #but if u do comment i might make it a thread #*this is a threat be scared*

[0hmillie]

⁶⛧⁶   ֶָ֢   (  𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖊  𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗  )  sent   .ᐟ  :   dance,  sender  sticks  a  hand  out  to  receiver  and  invites  them  to  dance.   ◞   𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶  .

|  |  |  |  |  |   @cupisco  .

⌖  ๋࣭  ⭑⛧  .  .  .   𝚂𝙷𝙴  𝙳𝙸𝙳𝙽'𝚃  𝙶𝙴𝚃  𝙾𝚄𝚃  𝙰𝚂  𝙾𝙵𝚃𝙴𝙽  𝙰𝚂  𝚂𝙷𝙴  𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳  𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴  𝚃𝙾  ,  that  much  she  would  admit  ,  no  problem  .ᐟ    pentagram  city  was  massive  ,  after  all  .  .  .  honestly  ,  millie  wasn't  even  sure  if  she  had  ever  fully  explored  the  city  outside  of  the  same  old  spots  she  knew  thanks  to  work  or  moxxie  .  so  ,  she  had  decided  that  today  would  be  the  best  day  to  go  out  ,  just  her  ,  *&.  do  some  exploring  .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ   she  was  out  wandering  aimlessly  when  she  happened  up  a  ᴍ͟ᴀ͟s͟s͟ɪ͟ᴠ͟ᴇ͟  ʙ͟ᴜ͟ɪ͟ʟ͟ᴅ͟ɪ͟ɴ͟ɢ  ;  what  the  heaven  was  this  place  ??? 

❝  𝖍𝖒𝖒  .  .  .  wonder  what  we  got  goin'  on  here  .  ❞   the  building  was  ODDLY  FAMILIAR  TO  HER  ,  though  she  couldn't  immediately  place  what  it  was  about  it  that  spurred  her  memory  so  much—  that's  only  until  entering  the  large  building  ,  though  ,  as  the  realization  *&.  recollection  of  the  plethora  of  ads  she  had  heard  *&.  seen  on  the  tv  for  a  little  place  called  the  𝙷𝙰𝚉𝙱𝙸𝙽  𝙷𝙾𝚃𝙴𝙻  ,  ran  by  none  other  than  the  daughter  of  the  head  honcho  himself  ,  𝖈͟𝖍͟𝖆͟𝖗͟𝖑͟𝖎͟𝖊͟  𝖒͟𝖔͟𝖗͟𝖓͟𝖎͟𝖓͟𝖌͟𝖘͟𝖙͟𝖆͟𝖗͟  .

⌖  ๋࣭  ⭑⛧  .  .  .  now  ,  millie  isn't  left  to  ponder  or  piece  things  together  for  very  long  ,  𝖔𝖍  𝖓𝖔  𝖓𝖔  𝖓𝖔  .  .  .   suddenly  ,  the  tiny  imp  is  taken  by  the  hand  *&.  tugged  onto  her  tip  toes  *&.  spun  around  like  a  little  ballerina  ;  naturally  ,  the  trained  assassin  is  quick  to  act—  stopping  the  movement  on  a  dime  (  despite  the  quick  on  set  dizziness  she  was  experiencing  )  before  her  gaze  snaps  towards  the  one  who's  grabbed  her  in  such  a  manner  ;  threatening  scowl  melting  away  miraculously  upon  recognizing  the  taller  blonde  standing  before  her  .   ❝   𝙷𝙾𝙻𝚈  𝚂𝙷𝙸𝚃 ,  yer'  princess  charlie  .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ   i  apologize  ,  i  uh  ,  didn't  expect  tah'  be  meetin'  actual  royalty  today  .  .  .  ❞

#( sorry charlie she's a lil rowdy !!!! ♡♡♡♡ ) #ִ ࣪𖤐⭑ 💋 . ◞ IN CHARACTER . . . threads .ᐟ ♱ ֶָ֢ #ִ ࣪𖤐⭑ 💋 . ◞ VERSES . . . 01. main .ᐟ ♱ ֶָ֢ #cupisco / charlie morningstar dyn tbt. #ִ ࣪𖤐⭑ 💋 . ◞ in character . . . answered ask .ᐟ ♱ ֶָ֢

[eregored]

check to see for yourself tehehehe <3

#˙♱ ‎ ⋆ ‎ ☠︎︎ ‎ . ◞‏‏‎ ‎ OOC ‎ ‎ : ‎ ‎ dash games ‎. ‎ ‎ ‎' #falls to the floor in a heap oh my GOD #OH MY GODDDDD #gender and identity + religion and myth #is quite literally farah as a whole and I try my best to put that into writing my threads #I also did it again with another bit of my writing #and I got anna rice #FANTASY + GOTHIC #YEP #YEPYEPYEPYEP #MHM #mind you I love queen of the damned ?? #farah core actually #this means so much to me actually now I have inspo to use

[domina-noctisim]

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:· @cpirits ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ LIKED THIS! ·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:· (zero)

Ai gracefully navigated through the labyrinth of shelves in the modern marketplace, where the hum of commerce created a symphony of progress, resonating throughout the gleaming aisles. The aisles resembled urban canyons, where each shelf stood as a precipice adorned with valuable artifacts, and the atmosphere buzzed with the eager anticipation of obtaining them. At the point where sustenance and indulgence meet, fate intervened merrily, casting its dice onto the floor. A solitary bag of chips awaited its chosen acquirer. “I guess I’ll purchase this.” Her delicate, ashen digits collided with a stranger palm. An accidental waltz of fingertips that lingered for a few seconds. “Oh, do you covet this too?”

#·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:· threads #·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:· starters

[strongzeroed]

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#// hello i am somewhat back! not going to be super active just yet but i’m gonna try to sneak back into the rhythm of things here #i missed you guys! probably dropping some threads BUT feel free to tag me and start an interaction + i’ll post a starter soon #𒀭࣪⋆⠀♱⠀⠀ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀᴛᴀɪɴ …⠀— (ooc) #dhq.ooc

[luv6r]

𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚝...જ⁀➴

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#·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ pinned! ৲ #urban rp #urban rpc #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ wishlist! ৲ #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ potential faces! ৲ #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ wanted opposites! ৲ #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ inspo ; platonic! ৲ #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ inspo ; romantic! ৲ #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ inspo ; familial! ৲ #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ visuals! ৲ #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ braindump! ৲ #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ resources! ৲ #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ faq! ৲ #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ dev! ৲ #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ .mp3! ৲ #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ inspo ; personality! ৲ #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ threads! ৲ #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ headcanons! ৲ #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ ooc ad! ৲ #·:*¨༺ ♱ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑖 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 ♱ ༻¨*:· 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑✩𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 ৻ starter! ৲

[sanctified-sanctuary]

⋆♱⋅⟡⋅♱⋆ @lured-into-wonderland ⋆♱⋅⟡⋅♱⋆ 〝Are you always this straightforward with strangers ?〞 for Cassian {Nunnally 🙴 Cassian}

Cassian regards her with a bemused look, shoulder leaning against the bookcase shelving with an open book in one hand lazily cast aside. Strangers… Does she not recognize him? It has been some time since they last crossed paths but Nunnally hardly seems the type to forget a familiar face.

There's only one way to find out he supposes, 〝I’m always this straightforward in general. Though would you have preferred I not offer any assistance?〞

Cassian had spotted Nunnally after he arrived to the library, a large history and non-fiction focused resource catalogue curtesy of the local university he 〝attended〞 on occasion. He found their considerable selection one of the more interesting of the many places he’s been, though he didn’t anticipate seeing Nun here considering she was rather sheltered last he knew.

Perhaps it was the sheer size of the university and it’s prestigious reputation that allowed her family to approve of this, or maybe Nunnally had come to be in his selfsame situation after all this time.

The reason he came to be speaking with her now a matter of vertical impairment. It seemed a book on one of the upper shelves had caught her interest but there were no step stools or ladders in the immediate vicinity. He watched her from afar for a bit attempting to jump, climb, and knock the shelves before deciding to put his almost unnatural stature to good use.

With nearly a foot difference between the two, him standing at 6’7 without his wings, he grasped the book easily and that was now the one open at his side. Flipping through the pages, there didn’t seem to be anything he would note of importance, 〝what is it about this particular novel that had you nearly scaling the shelves to reach it?〞

Shifting bronze eyes hidden behind gold aviator glasses enchanted to disguise them as a deep warm brown look between the pages and Nunnally. 〝The Nunnally I know had little care for historical affairs.〞

#⋆♱⋅⟡⋅♱⋆ Cassian #⋆♱⋅⟡⋅♱⋆ threads #⋆♱⋅⟡⋅♱⋆ queue #⋆♱⋅⟡⋅♱⋆ ask prompt #⋆♱⋅⟡⋅♱⋆ thread prompt #⋆♱⋅⟡⋅♱⋆ ask reply #lured-into-wonderland #// I had to check how tall nun is and needless to say #// she is interacting with a fucking giant #// I think it's like 201 cm roughly converted

[azolman]

Who: Azra and Yas (@misshcrror)

Depois da missão

Não era segredo pra ninguém que a mulher se considerava a mãe para muitos semideuses por ali. Não só pelo tempo que já está no acampamento mas simplesmente porque é como se sente, sempre querendo proteger quem lhe era importante, provavelmente por já ter perdido muita gente. Foi pelo carinho pela ruiva que Az apareceu na enfermaria assim que chegaram da missão e ficou sempre atualizada do bem estar da outra até que tivesse alta. "Porque eu sinto que você vai ficar exibindo isso como um troféu?" Perguntou quando finalmente pode falar com a amiga, deixando um sorriso pequeno nos lábios. "Você está realmente bem?"

#♱ 𓂃 ࣪˖ 𝑨𝒛𝒓𝒂 𝑶𝒍𝒎𝒂𝒏 ₊˚ ╱ threads. #azra & yasemin

[dviilcried]

˚₊‧꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ a devil with an angel’s smile.

a cry for : @johnnysslaughter

     a pale hand rose from the portal within the dirt road, painfully gripping the dirt beneath it's claws as it heaved it's body upwards. there, vessel had emerged - or rather... amalthea, as she now called herself. sparks flew upwards from the crack within the dirt, a crimson aura bathing her flesh. her chin crashed flat on the ground, tattered wings sprawled out and tired eyes closed as she caught her breath. the bloodied chest of the woman’s body slowly rose up and down, the other half still within the literal fiery hellhole in the ground.

     after a minute, a smaller, fuzzier head belonging to a black lamb popped out of the ground using the devil’s back as a ramp. darcy, taking a second to adjust to the overworld’s surroundings let out a ‘ba-a-a’, expectantly staring at it’s owner with perked ears for a response. none came, as there was hardly any movement, nor did she seem very conscious - ants using her still fingers as a bridge toward their colony.

     impatient and ready to move, the lamb unhinged its jaw — releasing black tendrils that wrapped around amalthea’s exhausted form and slowly dragged her out. it let out an annoyed bleat, whipping her onto the ground as a wake-up call. the crevice closed behind them, sealing the portal and leaving a jagged and charred bump within the road. just as amalthea had lifted her head —  

     a car whirred past with laughing teens all too oblivious to what had been in the middle of the road. barely missing the crown of the she-devil’s head, amalthea watched as it sped across. her eyes squinted in confusion, mistaking their carelessness as an attack of sorts. what had i done to garner such anger ? is my weakness humorous to them ? eyes followed the tracks on the ground, lifting herself up and patting herself off.    ❝ they left us a trail darcy. we'll follow. ❞

she didn't know just what she'd do if she ever caught up, but it at least meant wherever they were going — there had to be something ahead.

     TRUDGING HER FEET ONWARD, she held her lamb in her arms, tired, weak — and entirely out of place. they had travelled miles by now, with no luck in the pursuit. dirt road had turned to hot concrete, and the trail she had followed so closely before had been gone. there had been some saving grace now - a gas station - a shelter perhaps ? just up ahead . . . darcy had fallen asleep within her arm's, the lamb too tired to continue on it's own hooves. dirt caked her feet as she wobbled on toward the awning with heavy breaths.

     the lamb felt a presence amalthea hadn't quite caught onto. awoken, the lamb bleated in the direction of a stranger who seemed to have been sunbathing in a chair. amalthea turned her head weakly, her purple eyes meeting briefly with his —

only for her to collapse just inches away from the shade. the lamb had fallen with her, awkwardly squeezing it's way under her weight and shaking off it’s body. sensing an opportunity, the little lamb limped it's way over to the stranger, bleating out as if it were calling for help on it's owner's behalf.

#[ 01 ] 𓆩♱𓆪 ❛ 𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗... ❜ — thread. #{{ hope the wait was worth it !!! <3 i could not WAIT

[diatr1bes]

𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻.        some    upcoming    musician's    after    party. 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵.        anyone,    it's    an    open    starter    baby    !

◜   ♱   :    realisation    hits    between    furrowed    eyebrows,    the    ninth    circle    has    been    found.    caught    underneath    dim    lights    and    faint    ascetic    bite    of    shared    cigarettes    and    sweeter    vapes.    reputation    had    got    them    in    with    misanthropic    expectations    of    an    afterparty    that    would    be    somewhat    entertaining,    (    judgement    met    by    the    backdoor.    a    supercilious    grin    with    a    threatening    glean:    remind    the    singer,    i'm    the    one    who    owns    them.    )    eyes    trail    over    the    sea    of    faceless    attendees,    "    that    sounds    fuckin'    awful    . . .    "    voice    hums    with    taciturn,    familial    disapproval    shadowing    over    navy    hues.    disappointment    is    met    by    the    bottom    of    the    glass,    upturn    of    a    half    shaped    knavish    smile,    "    the    music,    fuck    me,    i    swear    my    ears    are    on    the    verge    of    bleedin'    listening    to    this.    sorry,    what    were    you    sayin'    ?    "

#wealth.starter #◜ ♱ 006 : 𝗱. 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵 ⸗ thread . #absolutely winging this one ! #is it inspired by that one scene in succession with kendall n stewy ? you'll never know xoxo

[miercolaes]

as it turns out, not even the disco shortcut can help me see when someone's reblogging a post or whatever. tumblr stop hiding things from me, lemme write and have a good time ffs. due to reasons, i will use tag your url in each post and i kindly ask you to do the same. i am not ignoring you, tumblr's just trying to see how mentally stable i am. spoiler alert, i'm not, why do you think i'm writing wednesday addams????

#♱ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️vero stfu. #if it werent for my stalking skills i wouldnt know a friend wrote me a reply #and its a thread im so invested in

[eregored]

location wise, farah IS based/raised in louisiana, more importantly houma

#˙♱ ‎ ⋆ ‎ ☠︎︎ ‎ . ◞‏‏‎ ‎ OOC ‎ ‎ : ‎ ‎ general ‎. ‎ ‎ ‎' #just to give everyone a setting for most of my threads #unless it’s a different verse than her mains #but her two main verses take place in houma la !! #southern gothic core but also #she was always meant to be there and now I’m finally make it official !!

[domina-noctisim]

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:· @fctedivided ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ LIKED THIS! ·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:·

In the silver glow of early night, where moonlight descended through the parted curtains like liquid, Ai found herself in the sanctum of her serene abode. The room resounded with the soft whisper of cloth, a precursor to the nocturnal arrangement. He positioned himself before the looking glass. It was a momentous day, and as destiny softly called, she assumed the role of a moment weaver. Zio, donned in the habiliments of a diminutive gentleman, was adorned in a bespoke suit—a garment that epitomized elegance and refinement. Ai's artful hands awaited the delicate touch of a silk tie, adorned with a rich hue and dignified in its symmetry. “Are you nervous? I’m sure they will accept you.” Her fingers, nimble, embarked on a dance as delicate as the fluttering wings of a butterfly. As the silk yielded to her touch, her crimson gaze met Zio’s in the reflection of the looking glass. “You belong to my family now.”

#·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:· threads #·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:· starters #hope this is okay :3