#midniqhte

[cpirits]

( @midniqhte​ // ASK )

                 there is a mortal saying in the midst of new age, ‘fear is a symbol to create control’  or so alike it be. the god knows much for factor, humans contributing to end another human’s life in a means of strife or purely control in power play.  antimatter’s vessel knew as such, the succulent stripe of power that can lead to the ruins of a human mind.   golden maw parts with cold call among the world of their domain.  the god had taken the human that now stood before their world,  snatched him from the apex of the human realm as he called forth the power of their siblings. the mere thought a human would be s foolish enough to capture  &  bend a gods will to its own was humorless irony.  noir tendrils uncurl from form, crimson point striking ground with a ferocity of a blighted enlightened one.  massive form heaves then, shifting platforms  &   debris of Sky Pillar that’d been so unlucky ‘pon the wake of Antimatter.  a deep growl resonates between the bellowing of throat  &   scarlet of tongue.   the god moves with judgement ‘pon mind    &   execution on drive.

              from the moment he’d been banished to the god’s world, they knew in factor the human was theirs to punish. by might of either siblings  &   all-hailed creator.    giratina makes no notion in mind for such thoughts.  merely shifting among her worlds gravity, slithering like levaithan within murky depths of oceans.  appearing before the human with only the set visage of crimson optics  &   curling tendrils, which rest among the platform, allowing the being to curl rounds like coil. a seething hatred deep within the esophagus.

                                  ❛        there you are filthy child.        ❜  

He watched with boredom, though in awe of her, the mysterious destroyer of worlds, the shifter of nothing and yet everything as she came down with no abandon. Giratina clearly had something in mind, what he didn’t know, but he was stuck there in the Distortion World, and had nowhere to go. He had been plucked him from Sky Pillar yes, and he waited to hear her.

A hairless brow wrinkled as the Pokemon spoke out, and he sighed. He was indeed a ‘child’ to Giratina, she was far older than any human, so he’d not speak against her words. Filthy he was too, being one to plan out the world’s destruction and rebirth by his own hand was not quite of sound mind. Every bit of him was gross.

“Indeed, here I am.” He replied with no emotion, shrugging his shoulders. He didn’t care what happened to him, but if he could grasp onto Giratina’s power, just maybe he could come closer to his goal.

#mind: Cyrus ( galactic leader ) #midniqhte #( midniqhte // Giratina ) #// not sure if this person is still here... #their last post was last year #but I'll still pop this out to clear a little... // #『 a wistful dream // threads 』 #『 route locked // in character 』

[tomahawk-swing]

☕ ☕ laika or netto :3

Send me “ ☕ “ for my muse to drink tea uniquely flavored after your muse, and I’ll tell you what my muse tastes!

(for Netto :3)

Dingo had never been much of a tea fanatic, but that cup certainly seemed intriguing. It had a warm and strong smell, and the color was interesting as well - a bright shade of orange, almost unnatural.

Reckless as always, Dingo took a large sip of the beverage... and immediately regretted it. The tea was boiling hot, and it was spicy. He could have handled the spice alone, but the taste seemed to seep into his every pore, and course through his entire body.

"The hell was that? It like I just tasted the sun!" Dingo complained... yet he found himself wanting more. The tea had a pleasant aftertaste, like a reward for surviving the initial onslaught of spice and the scalding temperature. It felt like he'd just lost a battle... but he'd learnt from it, and he was a little stronger now.

#midniqhte #[[netto holds the power of the literal sun confirmed]]

[iiguess]

☕ for either laika or subaru

{ Send me “ ☕ “ for my muse to drink tea uniquely flavored after your muse, and I’ll tell you what my muse tastes! || not accepting! }

" this.... "

Sam picks up the shiny cup into her hand. It's smooth—-smooth and hard, but in her current grip that wasn't really saying much, was it? It looked like it'd give if she applied just enough force to bend it, the warmth of the contents inside seeping out from beyond the layer of metal to meet the palm of her hand. If she really concentrated, she could feel a couple dents in it, too.

She stares at it for a little while. Eyes it, even.

" listen, i know this isn't vodka and all, but you cannot blame me for just being a little bit suspicious okay? i mean—- "

Her free hand gestures to the cup.

" it doesn't look like the most inviting cup of tea, you know? and from a canister like that, " she added, motioning back to the container on the table. Well. At least the mint leaves plus the warmth assured her that it wasn't alcohol ( unless it was heated alcohol—-eugh ).

So she drinks it, eyes shut and all.

—-Only for them to blink open once more, peering down at the copper cup in surprise.

" oh! it's... it's really just peppermint tea. "

Huh.

" don't get me wrong—-it still gave me one heck of a kick when i drank it, but i just expected the worst looking at it, you know? so it's... nice. yeah. wow, i almost feel kinda bad for judging it right off the bat. but why does it feel like i don't know a lot about it yet? "

" speaking of which, my mind feels a lot more... clearer? is that ever possible? weird. "

#midniqhte #;; ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀᴄᴛ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ( ic. ) #;; ɪ'ᴠᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ( asks. ) #you get the pretty russian boi's tea uwu #ngl sam?? #sam doesn't know a /lot/ lot about laika aside from what she already seen of him #so far she just drank tea and ate biscuits with him when watching enzan and dingo duke it but that's it pFT #still she! is still somewhat intimidated by him after what netto said to her asjhaldh #that and the general aura he gives lol

[nighttbound]

👑 + Colonel from EXE mayhaps? ( :3c

SEND ME 👑 + A CHARACTER NAME OF A CHARACTER YOU THINK I SHOULD WRITE !

I’LL REPLY WITH

WOULD I: YES / MAYBE / NO

HAVE I EVER BEFORE: YES / NO

ICON & WRITING SAMPLE (IF YES TO EITHER PREV. QUESTION):

OKAY I LOVE YOU AND I DON'T WANT THIS TO COME OFF MEAN BC ITS NOTHING BAD RIGHT, SO

-I actually don't know him that well but I think I saw him when I skimmed the Stream season of the anime?? Big man. Scary man. I remember this much

-THIS SOUNDS INSANE but I don't actually don't like the EXE series that much, like, anime or the games? I guess I never played the games but I've never made myself watch gameplay. I considered maybe looking at the manga but do you ever just like, have those franchises you can't get into the world of? Bc that's how I feel. I think I only like it because the roleplayers here make it fun and Shademan managed to capture my imagination. Like the people who write here have brought out the Cool and Fun potential that I kinda didn't find from trying to consume it myself. That's kind of a Weird fandom experience but I really just haven't had a passionate love for Megaman and that is my dark confession.

#Maybe I should have held out longer but I think past the first season it felt a lot less fun ;; #;ooc #ask #midniqhte #IM FLATTERED THOUGH

[ofthepuzzle]

@midniqhte​ said: “You’re awfully cheerful today, Atem” vocals bemused, monotonous despite smirk evident ‘pon the prince’s visage. A simple touch, one guiding & set with grounding notion. As noir painted palm pressed ‘pon youthful pharaohs forearm. Molten gold gaze shifting. “If one didn’t know… better. One might think you’re- up. To something, hmm?” (( from haou but it’s actually nefrosia :3c

       There is nothing but an impish glee and excitement glistering in Atem's flowing amethystine-violet optics. Well, one thing is that his energy is served by how many hours in he’s got and luckily sleep treated him well last night. But that wouldn’t be enough to get him this enthusiastic now, would it?

       “Perhaps you are right. I had woken up with auspicious news. The female cat Mana and I’ve been fostering has just given birth to five healthy kittens.”

       He is delighted to know that his and Mana’s efforts have positive results. They’d found the mother cat hiding in places that may, in fact, be dangerous for her and the kittens. Specifically the pots. So, they’d re-located her to a much safer and cozier spot within the palace.

       With a smile still keeping the Pharaoh’s lips curved upward, he dips his chin prior to remembering something.

       “Oh! It’s perfect that you’re here. I assume you may be… boiling up inside the armor. If you’d allow to have your size taken, I’d be more than happy to have a tunic made for you with our finest fabric. If you’d like ornaments, I can assist in finding the aesthetic that matches you the best. What do you think?”

#— 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓇𝑒𝑔𝒶𝓁 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 (ic) #— ask replies.// #midniqhte #a lil laTe but heRE they areee

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

☕ for both <3 // via on either laika or subaru :3c

"It's another murky black one. Ah' don't like the thought this could turn into another case of licking the barrel of a gun."

"Exceptionally, I'm going to agree with you. It does not look appetizing."

"A'ight, time ta' strap in. We take a sip on three, no spittin'."

"One, two... three!"

"..."

"...Is this what people who enjoy coffee go through to find it delicious? They taste that and then everything feels sweet and yummy afterwards?"

"Ah' don't know... But this is just bad. Tastes like the steam from a clothes iron, mixed with black coffee, gunpowder and - ah' can't believe ah'm sayin' this, but this tastes like kerosene. And the kind they use in mother friggin' russia ta' jumpstart fighter jets when it's -50°C outside! Ah'd know, Jail used ta' drink the stuff! It tastes like ah' just licked a whole military base, complete with the vehicle wax and the vodka! Mah' tongue just shrivelled up and died!"

"...It is pretty metallic. It does feel like what you'd drink to wake up when it's very early in the morning... I can give it that it works perfectly fine."

#midniqhte #ask meme #(Akehjfh - Sorry I went with laika #though both sounded really fun #I just don't have the braincells for both)

[mclodious]

Eats the last of her fries, oops

           { ♫ } ❝ ugh! yuuya, this is exactly why i told you to get your own! jeez, you could've at least ASKED before you took them... ❞

she sighs and slumps back in her seat a bit. yuuya was definitely fun to be around, but there were also times where she got on her nerves. really, she didn’t even have the decency to ask before just taking the last of yuzu’s food...

❝ you better pay me back for those somehow. i bought those for myself, y'know! ❞

#midniqhte #;ic post #i saw ur post abt yuuya bein trans so i hope i am using the right pronouns uwu

[dueltm]

@midniqhte​ asked      .      “My, Getting ready for winter?” ( from hAOU of course ⸺ meme . accepting.

‘ well, first off, i think gingerbread men are an all year round kind of biscuit, thank ya very much. ’

cinnamon swallowed the home, the australian was leaning against the marble counter top of the kitchen’s island, batch of gingerbread men cooling on a rack next to him. the gingerbread men look perfectly prepared, except for one, that came out a little more burnt as it was thinner and smaller then the others. jim picks one up, showing it to the god next to him.

‘ this one’s you. ’

#midniqhte #( midniqhte . haou . ) #ask #( meme . ) #( interaction . jim . ) #( main . jim . )

[alphahydrii]

@midniqhte asked politely for a starter ♡

“... Was ‘victory’ really worth the price we paid?”

#ic: shun #midniqhte #vagueposting birb for angst reasons #hooray

[stcries-a]

perhaps the subtext of the current situation would have been rather humorous  ---   yet to Jack it is anything but so.  despite as such the honorary prime eased visage to set notion of calm, fear marked betwixt breath  &   spine straightens with known posture.  gaze narrow   /    lip pursed.   the human glowers despite the blank mien visible.  scrunch of nose.            ❛      i hate working with you , as much as you hate working with humans, but if you want to get out of here then shut the hell up & let me think for a second otherwise you’re gonna be stuck down here and I’ll be on my way back to Optimus and the others with one less decepticon present.     ❜ ( from jack to starscream :3c

   Crimson optics never dared to leave the smaller organic,  keeping a close eye on his every move.  The last thing the Decepticon needed right now was his one chance at getting out of this situation alive to simply get up and leave   ( even if he’d much rather have anyone else present instead   ... )   Yet sure enough,  once screeching voice comes to a standstill,  metallic lips closing as Starscream stares on with silence.

❝    You're bluffing!  You wouldn’t dare leave me behind like this!    ❞    came a surprisingly fearful tone of voice from the robot.  It had been another struggle in battling against the side of heroism,  one that the jet had fallen victim to rather abruptly.  After all,  giant robots simply couldn’t fight without causing wreckage to the surrounding environment   ...   which is what landed the second in command within his current situation,  partially crushed and trapped beneath large quantities of smashed rocks and boulders.

❝    B - besides,  I know things not even the rest of the Decepticons know!  You wouldn’t leave me behind and waste such an opportunity,  would you?    ❞

#⟪ IC / starscream. ⟫ #midniqhte #starscream: *angry metal bird noises* dfghj #and i shit u not ... this whole time i thought this was from WHEELjack until i read it through properly #my singular braincell isn't working today sdfgh #that and i just made this plot up on the spot sO DON'T MIND ME #idk how the hell they would have gotten into this situation BUT HERE WE ARE

[petalsechoes]

@midniqhte​ requested: 

❛ Oh what a gorgeous navi you are sinorita~ ❜ she muses allowed, purr to tone & hint of mischievousness betwixt the pearl of her ivory teeth. much like infamous navi, the net-op was just as if moreso. fingers intertwine with their double & chin rests 'pon top of them. single optic cinched with tease bellow tongue. ❛ to whom do i owe the honor of meeting -- ? ? ❜ ( for meddy from kova ofc :3c

hottie alert hottie alert---- Alarms of speaking to an gorgeous netoperator went off in medic’s head, bangs obviously hiding the fact that they are antennas, an about to reveal such an out of place reaction, ready to spark with Meddy gasping, covering her lips with blanc hands, lacing her nervousness, & jealously that forte out of all people has such a nice operator who cares for him! totally can’t hear their loveful bickering from afar. Very affection. 

“I can say the same to you, madam.” Her hands departs away from her mouth, giving a gentle smile. Soft ruby eyes blinking towards lady Kova ( more like Kova by itself. She’s not much older than Meddy). “Ah, please call me Meddy.exe.” She would offer a handshake, but one stuck is someone’s PET, & the other is inside. 

#* Answered. done done ! #midniqhte

[impfiltration-archive2]

@midniqhte​ sent: " are you sure you don't want me to cook something else Katya, your face. It's all red"  there is an undeniable lit to tone, a smirk just beneath the raise of brow and crink of hues. As scene plays between the child and his Operator, Searchman watches with amused curiosity. Laika reaches forwards motioning to plate, "being stubborn will do no good."

She tried to drink even more water, but her cup was empty. Again. Katya knew drinking milk would help more than drinking even more water, since the heaping amounts of capsaicin in Laika's cooking was all fat-soluble, but she wanted to stay inconspicuous as impossible—nevermind her red face or her sweating.

This was a game of willpower, now, and Katya refused to bow out to the likes of Laika. She glared at him for trying to turn this into a lesson.

Katya slammed down down her water cup, and as she took another spoonful of the goulash, she visibly cringed. She didn't even bother chewing it—just gulped it down. Katya thought that would help, but instead, the tears that had been pricking at the corner of her eyes finally spilled over. She stuck out of her tongue, fanning at it like that might help.

"Ah, ah, ah!" She panted, trying to talk with her tongue out, "Laika, 'elp meh!"

#midniqhte #v; undetermined

[iiguess]

@midniqhte HELLO???????

#;; ᴀᴍᴏɴɢ ᴜs ( ooc. ) #midniqhte #AJDHDJDVS FREAKING AIGHT THEN

[tomahawk-swing]

“You’ve gotten better Tomahawkman, I’m impressed.” Navi retorts amusement heavy in tone as scarlet gaze settles, almost criticizing in truth. “However you’re still leaving your left wide open” he stands then, rifle manifesting along right forearm. “Up for another round?” ( from Searchman, they’re training ur honor

"I can't tell if you're being honest or sarcastic..." Can Searchman even reproduce sarcasm accurately? Tomahawkman can't recall the taller Navi ever making a joke, or saying anything else than harsh truths with no filter.

"Well, if I swing my axe on the right side, of course my left's gonna open..." Tomahawkman pointed out, a little frustrated. "Should I try to always spin around so my axe does a 360°, and there's no open side at all?"

"Let's try it out!" Tomahawkman resumed his battle stance and made a little motion of his free hand, inviting Searchman to come at him.

#midniqhte #[[;;;w;;; big bro search teaching toma tricks #their battle styles couldn't be more different which makes them very complementary :') ]]

[lumitris-a]

𝙄𝙉𝘽𝙊𝙓 𝙎𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙉𝘾𝙀 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎     ,    𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 .      @midniqhte​  . (   "Kazu-kun." Tonality clipped with usual strain, grimace of pain as the ex-Fang King stressed her palms into aching leg. Akito frowns but it she is undeterred. "You'll tear your Achilles tendon if you keep that up. Take a break please - Agito and I can't keep up right now" single optic narrows then, much like her motif be. "Rest, before I make you. Physically." ( from Akito to Kazu ofc ♡  .  )

𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗹𝘆,    𝗵𝗲  𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗻'𝘁  𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻  𝗽𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴  𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵  𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻.    so  lost  in  his  own  thoughts,    and  too  focused  on  his  goal.     when  did  he  get  so  edgy?    it  was  really  embarrassing  now  that  he  had  time  to  snap  out  of  his  gloomy  thoughts.    it  wasn’t  good  enough,    he’d  told  himself.    come  on!    faster!    what  good  would  he  be  if  he  was  this  damn  slow,    it  was  so   …   pathetic!    he  needed  to  keep  up  with  ikki  --  no,    he  had  to  be  better  then  him  dammit.    for  his  own  pride,    and  his  own  damn  worth- 

❛    huh?    o-oh.    ❜    yeah,    he  really  was  lame  right  now.    finally  breaking  from  his  own  mind,    tense  disposition  lightens,    eyes  widening  as  he  quickly  rides  towards  akito.     ❛    sorry  about  that.     are  you  okay?    ❜     damn,    maybe  ikki  was  right  after  all,     maybe  it  was  akito  he  should  be  more  scared  of.    why’d  that  comment  send  shivers  down  his  spine,    when  he’d  heard  so  much  worse  from  agito?      

❛    h-hey  so,    listen.    if  you  two  need  a  break,    then  that’s  fine.    I’m  not  tired  right  now,    so   …   I  think  I’ll  go  on  ahead.    ❜    he  can’t  even  look  at  akito  when  he  speaks,    pulling  at  his  beanie  as  lips  tighten  into  an  awkward  frown.    was  he  kicking  a  puppy  while  it  was  down,    or  baring  his  legs  to  the  dangerous  creatures  of  the  water.    even  with  his  stomach  twisting  into  a  knot,    he  can’t  stop,    even  at  akito’s  request  ( or  demand ).

#midniqhte #ℒ ╱ ˑ༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ ༺♥༻ ₘᵤₛₑ~ kazu. ◜ ᵃᶦʳ ᵍᵉᵃʳ ◞ ♛ #ℒ ╱ ˑ༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ ༺♥༻ ᵢₙᵦₒₓ~ kazu. ◜ ᵃᶦʳ ᵍᵉᵃʳ ◞ ♛ #/onigiri said it's my turn in the sad boohoo corner of pity and shame

[spearbred]

“Urgh you again,” seethed ire set beneath vocals yet remark rests with monotonous ease. Their limbs cross pon chest, cranium cants & exhaustion evident ‘pon mien. “I’m really not in the mood to listen to you right now, so make whatever the hell you’re trying to say fast otherwise I’m outta here.” ( from Naofumi ♡

  "but...father," motoyasu squeaked. this wasn't the naofumi he remembers, the irritation in their voice and the fact they wanted to leave, 'not in the mood' as was said. he pondered about this, it wasn’t his father. it was someone else, the original, the first loop where they were framed by that pig!? perhaps so, “i bought more filolial eggs i wanted to show you!” if that was the case, then there wasn’t any chance he could have filo-tan.

#midniqhte #answered asks; #hey! i hope you don't mind spinoff motoyasu #i can write motoyasu in his normal verse too!