#𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝.

[mmsgalore]

What brought you to LA?

business opportunities and just needing to get into something new.

#𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝.

[deamare]

♡ ˚·  @peerlessscowl asked:

[ 𝐰𝐡𝐲 by way of 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 ] : sender has just asked receiver "why don't you love me"; sender is getting frustrated with their repressed affection and asks receiver to leave them alone. It took him a long time to notice the ghost in between them, if only because it was not his own. So used to the distance that he had put around himself from those who might approach him, Raven scarcely considered the tug of his footsteps in her direction might be met with the similar chill, the rift and the call from the other side of the veil haunting each of her footsteps away from him. It was in the small things, the gestures that he performed not by rote but by instinct, the hand not meant to be taken as they dismounted stairs or a carriage ride into the surrounding cities, the glimpses in one another's direction during a conversation with a third party, the tacit understanding they had begun to develop. And yet always, the invisible barrier that he had not until that moment noticed was the grip of fingers, at her elbow, at her hip, around her heart. She was no more distant with him than ever, but now that he saw the figure lurking in the background, she felt as faraway as if leagues of black ocean lay between them. "We'll stop in town," he said, at first softly, breaking the easy silence that had settled upon them during the ride, nudging his horse in that direction, and then said no more until they had stabled at the inn. "I'll go ahead and pay for two rooms." His tone terse, hardened and chilled, his boots hitting heavily against the rushes of the floor until he reached the door, jerking it open and stalking inside, allowing it to slam behind him in the cool night air.

Inexplicably, something between them shifts.

It is foreign and familiar all the same; the way that everything with him seems to be. There is a security to his company, an understanding that Ishtar has grown to quietly covet, that she has begun to notice when she is without.

As she adjusts her hold on leather reins and moves to follow without question, she can convince herself that the chill seeping in to the space between them is nothing but her imagination. It would not be the first time that love's ghost has tightened his hold on the threadbare rope once woven around her throat, pulling her away every time she dares step too close.

Only as she watches his back disappear behind a door does she dare to think it may have been otherwise.

So she lets him go without chase-- stepping within the building only well after he had, disappearing into the room he had secured for her without inquiring after which might be his. That is what he had wanted of her, surely, and yet she spends the next hour watching the door as though expecting him appear through it.

He does not.

Before she can think to stop herself, Ishtar steps out into the hallway. By this hour the inn has quieted, lights beneath doors extinguished. All but one, situated not even a full stride across from her own. She swallows hard against the hand that has returned to its place around her neck and steps forward, knocking against the frame once.

"If I have done something to offend you," her voice is quiet, suddenly timid, "please allow me to apologize..."

#♡. — 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 #♡ ˚· ( raven ). #peerlessscowl #jumpscare. nobody look #and NOBODY tell lord julius amen

[moralpuppet]

@mayorspet 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 : " hey, Kiddo! What brings you.. here- "

A slight wave of concern, standing up from his desk at the Mayoral office.

" He's out, sorry if you needed something- otherwise, what's up? "

Leaning back against his desk, giving a friendly smile

✟ UNPOMPTED

The  man  at  the  desk  is  friendly  ,  in  good  spirits  ,  usually  so  would  Orel  be  as  he's  here  ;  he's  looking  for  his  father  so  there  is  only  a  smile  for  the  sake  of  courtesy  .  ❝  I  came  to  see  my  Da- ❞  𝐎𝐡  .  𝐇𝐞  𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐰  𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰  𝐡𝐞  𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝  𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞  𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝  𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲'𝐬  𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭.  𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐲  𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠.

❝  It's  -  uh  -  family  stuff  .  I  guess  I  shouldn't  really  bother  him  even  if  he  was  at  work  ,  ...  or  drinking  .  ❞   Despite  the  boy's  chiper  tone  it  drops  off  at  the  end  in  a  slip  of  disappointment.  Grandpa's  condition  is  only  deteriorating  ,  Orel  at  least  thought  he  should  inform  his  father  on  it  considering  Clay  had  been  avoiding  both  Orel  and  Arthur  at  home  .  It  can  wait  until  he  gets  back  later  tonight  ,  or  in  the  early  hours  in  the  morning  .  Hold  on  Grandpa  .

For  now  he  forces  a  smile  and  says  a  little  . ❝  Thank  you  .  ❞ Before  turning  to  shuffle  out  of  the  door  once  more  .

#[ ✟ ] 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐞 / 𝐢𝐜 . #✟ 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 / 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 . #✟ 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗵 . 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗼𝗿/𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝘃. #mayorspet #tw: terminal illness mention

[seaoftales]

Thaddeus looked at Shanks for a moment and back at his mother, Kanrya, before speaking "Grandpa Shanks? Is Uncle Ben your sleeping buddy? Like how Papa was Mama or how Kitty is for Mama?". The Ship was silent as those around took in the questions, Kanrya blanched upon realizing what her son just asked while the rest of assembled pirates reacted, Thaddeus remained oblivious to why everyone reacted as they did to his simple question.

Nobody saw that question coming. The entirety of the ship fell completely silent after a plethora of rather interesting reactions.

Benn looked absolutely mortified, the lit cigarette in his mouth falling to the ground, Shanks promptly spitting out the sip of saké he had taken moments prior. Lucky Roux stopped eating, Hongo stared at the boy wide eyed before looking between the captain and his first mate, meanwhile Yasopp, Rockstar and Bonk were wheezing in the background, trying their best not to make a sound while dying from silent laughter. The rest either looked at Shanks, expecting an answer, or looked away, pretending that the sails and floorboards of the main deck were much more interesting than whatever just had happened.

Now Shanks in his day had a lot of sleeping buddies, as Thaddeus had called it, not that he needed to know that, now or ever for that matter, but Beck was most decidedly not one of them.

"I..." There weren't many things that had him reconsider his words several times before speaking. Hell, he never had such questions pop up when Luffy or Uta were Thaddeus' age, and the red hair was rather puzzled as to how to answer or even go about it.

"No. Uncle Benn's not my sleeping buddy. He's my best buddy. He'll always have my back, and I'll always have his, but we're nothing like your Mama and Papa. Or like Mama and--" Oh. There was that, too.

Grey eyes focused on Rya. "Who's Kitty?"

@ryathenaughtykitsune

#ryathenaughtykitsune #【 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞: red haired shanks 】 #【 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤: red haired shanks 】 #❛ 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬! ❜ | answered asks

[nuit-sanglant]

https://youtu.be/oWqAf4eex14?feature=shared

HOLT DIE TANZSCHUHE RAUS, FREUNDE 🕺🏻

Das Lied ist zwar eine 10/10, ABER kommt es gegen diesen Banger an…

#☽ ⋆ 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. #☽ ⋆ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨 l 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥.

[videoaux-a]

Are you married to Rockange?

GOOD QUESTION ANON! LET ME GO AND CHECK - @rockange, DID WE EVER GET THOSE DIVORCE PAPERS SIGNED?

#we're not even dating anon what would make you ask this LMAO #iggy and I are just friends. we use wifey and other nicknames as endearment terms #i guess the closest thing would be queerplatonic? but im not labeling us as that unless they're okay with it #and keep in mind anon / some ppl aren't comfortable w/ strangers poking into their personal lives #* ⌁﹕📺 ↯ SWEET DREAMS THAT LEAVE ALL WORRIES BEHIND YOU ╱ 𝐨𝐨𝐜. #* ⌁﹕📺 ↯ FILMED IN FRONT OF A LIVE STUDIO AUDIENCE ! ╱ 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. #rockange

[mxrtyrized]

[ desperation ] ⪼ for @nxxmeolvides .

perhaps she'd gotten to know a little too much about him . whether it was because he had a tell or if he'd just outright told her , he wasn't sure , though he couldn't deny the view from where she'd had him pinned was glorious . youth brought about hormones , leading leland to become rather needy in situations where he shouldn't have been . he could barely remember when they'd ended back up in the dorms ; he'd been too preoccupied .

large and warm hands to her small waist , trailing down to firmly roll thumbs against her hips . lashes to flutter with the rolling of eyes , the friction of their groins just fabric away from meeting . despite her being wholly within his grasp did he still fantasize about her ; wetness , tightness — to fill something candyfloss pink . lust filled gaze , he'd watched the rolling of her hips , tongue darting out briefly to wet his lips .

❛ please , ❜ a whine , hips lifting to meet her ministrations . his plea , he was sure , would've fallen on deaf ears . he'd always known ana could be rather unforgiving , though he'd never outwardly admitted that he liked it . hungry for her skin against his own ; digits would find the hem of her shirt , daring to peek at delicate flesh .

finding purchase against her breasts would his fingertips firmly press in , an obvious twitch in his pants a needy reminder that he'd wished to be buried deep within . ❛ fuck me , ❜ he'd groan , voice dying off in his throat as she ground down against him . she could be such a tease , and he'd always be wrapped around her little finger .

#⊹ ࣪ ˖ LOST IN THE FIRE . ; DANA . #[ 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 . ] #nxxmeolvides #she's so evil and he loves it

[onlyappetites]

@redemn insisted : arthur : [ stands at dutch's tent and looks at him funny for a good 10 straight seconds ]

𓃮 _ 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐭𝐞𝐝 / 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

❝    GROW  UP !   ❞

#𓃮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 ★ / 𝐢𝐜 . #★ 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 / 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 . #redemn #thats a manic man your honor #he goes from 0 - 100 so fast iogtjirt #his npc era #arthur dont even look at him for more than 3 seconds that's a threat

[mmsgalore]

Do you have any friends that you have nicknames for, you only call them behind their back?

no. i only do that with whatever guy i’m messin’ with.

#𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝.

[deamare]

♡ ˚·   @anruraiocht asked:

[ 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 ] : unable to handle their fondness towards receiver, the sender lashes out and they end up in a heated argument. ( ehehe )

Ishtar stands stock still, paralyzed with wrists still stretched between iron bars and palm held open. It's empty now, carefully wrapped remnants of her untouched dinner knocked from it onto the floor. She is frozen as though she expects to be scolded, even though the only person here to do so is a girl covered in filth and bound at the ankles.

"I thought..." Mother had taught her that people would weep to receive gifts from her one day, that there would only ever be gratitude for the Goddess of Thunder.

But this girl shows none, her face contorted in an anger so raw that Ishtar cannot bear to look at it. She thinks first that she should be angry-- that is what she has been taught to be when disrespected by someone labeled as lesser-- but then that feels wrong. What was it that made this girl lesser? The cage that she had been shoved in? The kingdom that she had been stripped of? The blood of her father still drying on his throne? All done in the name of Ishtar's own.

She steps shakily back, distantly aware that she should not be here any longer than she has to, and yet she finds she cannot bring herself to run. "I was trying to help, I-"

It hits her then that to help would be to restore what has been taken, to free her from this prison built within her own home. To help would have been to never allow this to have happened at all.

Footsteps echo from further down the corridor and her time for useless apologies has met its end. There is evidence of her disobedience plainly strewn across the floor of the girl's cell, and with one glance Ishtar knows that her fate rests in the hands of the other.

As the cell disappears behind her, she thinks that perhaps it is only fair. If she is to be punished, let it be at her discretion.

And the next time that Ishtar sneaks away in search of Miranda of House Ulster, she is nowhere to be found.

#♡. — 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 #♡ ˚· ( miranda ). #anruraiocht #heated argument in like an abstract way ... listen okay #thought on this for a while and couldn't find an idea i liked for it better #so if it doesn't make sense for the prompt to anyone that isn't me ... so be it #but i think a lot about miranda and specifically like. how ishtar's encounters with her had to have been so eye opening #achievement unlocked: aware of privilege #sorry anyway #yeah #forcibly putting the idea into this that miranda wanted to like ishtar in this instance #sorry again forever

[moralpuppet]

I SAY YES I SAY BOY THAT FATHA O YOURS IS NO GOOD FOR YA BOY! THAT ORIEST IN DA CHURCH SEEMS MORE KEEN ON LEADIN YA TO SALVATION AND HE'S HORNIER THAN A HORSE BIT BY THE MAXICAN FLY! I RECKON YES I RECKON THE BOOK SHOULDA SAID HONOR THY SONS N DAUGHTERS TOO WITH THY MOTHA AND FATHA CAUSE YOURS BOY DON'T RESPECT YA! NOW YOU PRAY YA PRAYERS AND THANK THE GOOD LORD YES THANK HIM YA GOT GOOD PEOPLE AROUND YA SON CUZ ITS CLEAR YA GOT A LOT TO LEARN! -Foghorn Keghornon

#☎️ & 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫 / 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 . #help this was so funny what ? #gtigtrnnrt thank you foghorn leghorn he needed to hear it

[silverxone]

@luminescenc1e asked: “You’re snapping. Headache again?” / from xaden (: high pain tolerance starters

Immediately does guilt wash over Violet at the callout, the tips of her middle and pointer fingers pressing to knead at both temples as she sucked in a breath. She hadn’t even realized how testy she’d been towards the shadow wielder until he’d said something, meanwhile the intense throbbing in her head was worsening by the second.

“Yes,” she confessed in a huff of breath, the sigh slipping from betwixt her lips as she finally turned to level her gaze at him, an apologetic glint softening her stare. “It’s been almost a full week of these damned headaches, meanwhile Tairn and Andarna are both being temperamental, which makes it worse.” She could close that mental Archives door she’d crafted to shield herself from their disgruntled emotions, but she hadn’t wanted to risk completely closing herself off from either of the dragons. She didn’t like being disconnected from them — it made her feel vulnerable. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to snap at you,” came the official apology as she pushed away from the wall. “I’m going to get some water. Maybe it’s just dehydration. Or maybe some fresh air will help. Anything is better than being locked up in here.”

#luminescenc1e #[ thank you for sending this in! #i'm not sure if there's a typical point in the books you like to default to with xaden #so I tried to keep this a bit more vague from a timeline/location perspective! ] #the lie becomes history ⌈ 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 ⌋

[seaoftales]

@enjomo sent:

Ace picks up baby Shanks off the bar seat. " Nah, yer' too young ."

❝ Hey! ❞

Shanks immediately started to squirm, the sudden change catching him off guard and parting him from his well deserved ( nonalcoholic ) drink he was looking forward to all day.

❝ Oi, mister! Put me back on the seat! ❞ There were a few rather spectacular failed attempts at taking a swing at him and trying to kick him. ❝ Put me back! ❞

#enjomo #【 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞: red haired shanks 】 #【 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤: red haired shanks 】 #// aaaaahhh little baby wants to pick a fight

[videoaux-a]

so are you gonna put your aux in so we can make this video or?

*﹕// " That's not how this works ; aux cords are used for — " AND THE CROWD GOES MILD as Vox misses the sixth sexual innuendo from Ozzie this evening.

#* ⌁﹕📺 ↯ NO REAL ME‚ ONLY AN ENTITY — SOMETHING ILLUSORY ╱ 𝐢𝐜. #* ⌁﹕📺 ↯ AND THOUGH I CAN HIDE MY COLD GAZE‚ I SIMPLY AM NOT THERE ╱ 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧. #* ⌁﹕📺 ↯ FILMED IN FRONT OF A LIVE STUDIO AUDIENCE ! ╱ 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. #* ⌁﹕📺 ↯ AT LEAST AS DEEP AS THE PACIFIC OCEAN / I JUST WANNA BE YOURS ╱ 𝐣𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬. #jizzlords

[crackinginventor]

@rathalascendant sent: "Trousers that walk you? Really? Now I've seen everything."

𝐖 .┆ 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐃 / 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 ! ϟ

❝  Just  another  invention  ,  really  ,  though  in  the  wrong  hands  these  trousers  can  be  pretty  dangerous  .  Oh  well  ,  lessons  learnt  I  suppose  .  ❞     Wallace  still  kept  the  trousers  around  to  serve  as  a  reminder  ,  of  a  lesson  he  all  most  certainly  had't  learnt  from  .

❝  How  about  you  take  a  look  at  some  of  our  other  inventions  ,  hm  ?  ❞

#𝐖 .┆𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐝 ! / 𝐢𝐜 . ϟ #ϟ ┆ 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞'𝐨'𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 / 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 ! #rathalascendant

[separated-at-danger-muses]

@illusionar-pantomime: The Zorua lays in front of Rivor, Rhythmically tapping at his claws. What reason? Well, he just wants to spend some time with Rivor is all. Even if it’s not the most interesting of ‘games’ he could be playing.

As the little Zorua begins to try and get Rivor's attention, his head slowly shifts over to him and tilts off to the side.

" You alright, little dude ? You bored ? "

He asked, making sure that Panto was not too restless. Otherwise, he'd have to do something about it.

#; 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐤𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲-𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 (Rivor) #; 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 (Asks) #; 𝐕𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐙𝐨𝐫𝐮𝐚 (Panto)