#verse seven.

[klaeus]

@bllakcat.

ㅤㅤ❛❛ i know it probably doesn't seem like it because of how much i've drank, but this place's booze selection is pure swill. what do you think the chances are that i could get out of paying the tab? ❜❜

#bllakcat #verse seven. #me @ me: is this what klaus would sound like if he were human? 🤔 lmao

[klaeusd]

🌑 HM........ from cece.... 👀

send 🌑 to crawl into bed with klaus.

ㅤㅤsleep is a fickle mistress, and he is lucky to get an hour or two of rest at a time — and only after extensively checking his security system and ensuring three times that all locks are properly secured. even then, he can't fall asleep until his pistol is stored securely under his pillow. only after watching around half an hour of bob ross ( don't judge ) does he finally drift off, empty glass of bourbon dripping condensation onto his bedside table. the soothing voice of the painter continues in the background, both helping him remain asleep and preventing him from hearing his security system deactivate. it isn't until he feels weight added to his bed that he awakens, automatically reacting defensively; only catching the sight of a familiar blonde head of hair stays his hand, frame relaxing slightly back on his mattress.

ㅤㅤhis groggy mind takes a moment to figure out how she got in before he remembers he not only gave her permission to come to his home whenever, he also gave her the ability to do so. despite the rather rude awakening, which is truly his own fault for being so on edge, he doesn't regret this decision. perhaps it's simply because he knows how tumultuous her home life is, but he likes the idea of giving her somewhere to escape to. his brow furrows at her presence, automatically imagining some kind of negative scenario. she can't be here simply to visit, for his company doesn't tend to be the best. ❛ what is it? ❜ he demands, though the harshness of his tone isn't directed at her. ❛ did something happen? ❜ his expression darkens, fingers twitching with the need to reach for his gun. ❛ did hugo do something i must respond to? ❜

#cryin :') #answered. #verse seven. #q; i have to murder my ex.

[quantumleapt]

@observingly dreams: how did you come, by way of australia?

SINGIN' IN THE RAIN (1952) SENTENCE STARTERS. always accepting.

This isn't exactly what he'd imagined.

He'd imagined, if, no, when it finally happened, it would be something more... triumphant. He'd leave the tilting at windmills far behind him, charging into the sunset as the curtain fell.

Then again, he always was an impossible dreamer.

And, as Sam opens his eyes-- his eyes-- and looks up at Al's face, feeling the warm hands holding his own, he can't help but be grateful for it, because nothing he could ever imagine could possibly be any better than this.

"...It's good to see you too, Al," he murmurs, tear-filled eyes crinkling as he smiles.

#ic. #answered #observingly #whatever happens we've got us [al calavicci / observingly.] #i don't think i can make it without you [sam & al.] #like me and you [al & sam.] #verse seven. #[ooc] so a) it's singin' in the rain day (one of two) and i'm legally obligated to answer some of these #[ooc] (finally it's only been what like three months?? four??) #[ooc] and b) i think they deserve this...

[icerots]

“ not after everything i’ve done. ”

ㅤㅤit's quiet under the stars, the gentle sounds of nighttime soothing. dark curls slip over her shoulder as she tilts her head to rest on it her knees, arms hugging them to her chest. her sky blue gaze studies him, though the gesture is free of judgement. it's not like she's in any position to judge anyone, not with her own past. besides, from what she's seen of stefan, he geninuely tries to be better than his past sins. ❛❛ you don't think you deserve any credit for how you try to be better? ❜❜ she inquires. ❛❛ you're much more than your past, stefan. ❜❜

ripper stefan prompts.

#seems i cant be anything other than nice to stef no matter the muse lmao #answered. #salvatoraes #verse seven.

[starsdreamed]

“I’ve never been on Earth before,” he admitted, turning his attention from his bowl of-- cereal, apparently, is what @dreamsofalife​ had called the tasty treat-- to his gracious (if somewhat unwitting, he didn’t mean to land his shuttlepod in her backyard) host with a smile. “What do you like to do here? I don’t know much about other humans.” || starter call!

#ic. #dreamsofalife #dynamic [cheyanne wyatt.] #verse seven. #[ooc] have an alien son shy!!! #[ooc] or well... half-alien #[ooc] he loves you already and is just happy to be here #[ooc] let me know if this works or if i should change anything!!!

[el3nasa]

@salvatoraes​  /  random  questions  .

why  don’t  you  want  to  go  home  ?

                she  feels  her  heart  drop  ,  unsure  her  current  predicament  .  or  ,  if  she  even  deserves  to  be  free  of  it  .  ‘  i  ...  don’t  want  to  face  damon  ,  ’  she  admits  ,  her  stomach  twisting  at  the  mere  mention  of  his  name  .  ‘  now  that  the  sire  bond  is  broken  ,  i  know  i  was  never  actually  in  love  with  him  .  ’  she  twists  her  hands  ,  a  sure  sign  of  her  anxiety  .  ‘  i  can’t  deal  with  handling  him  right  now  ,  after  everything  .  ’  

#salvatoraes #verse seven.

[commontype]

@guttersniper​ inquires:  “like hell i am.”

1776 SENTENCE STARTERS : PART TWO. always accepting.

“Look.” This isn’t a conversation he ever wanted to fucking have, ever, though  deep down he knew he was probably gonna have to at some point. He knows exactly how Mutt feels. So many times when Eggsy looks at the kid, he feels like he’s looking at himself and it fucking kills him.  “I know you can handle yourself, alright? You don’t have to prove it. Not t’me. Probably better with that than I am, yeah?” He nods his head once, indicating the knife the boy already has in his hand.

“But I’m tellin’ you. This ain’t your fight. You go back to the house--” he pointedly doesn’t say ‘home’, knowing that if he did, he’d do a runner and be gone for good, “you stay behind me, or you hide in the bin an’ keep out of sight. It’s my mess, not yours, an’ I’m the one who’s gonna sort it. Not you.”

For fuck’s sake, he wants to yell, you’re a fucking kid. At least let me protect you from this. At least let me try.

#ic. #answered. #guttersniper #dynamic [mutt.] #verse six. #verse one. #verse seven. #[ooc] we love two traumatized street kids and their fucked up way of bonding #[ooc] and how much eg.gsy understands exactly what mutt's going through because he's Been There #[ooc] and he'll be damned if he doesn't try to make things better for mutt and give him a better chance than he ever had #[ooc] also this was gonna be more lighthearted because the idea of e.ggsy telling mutt to hide in a traschan Would Not Leave #[ooc] but then my hand slipped and angst happened #[ooc] let me know if this is okay or if i should change anything!! #just as well as queue. if not better.

[paimonial-rage]

cocky bastard vibes - zhongli

ship: zhongli x reader

synopsis: in which reader shares their free thoughts on the liyue statue of seven

notes: standalone snippet part of the bookkeeping!verse

It was a beautiful day in Liyue. The grass was a luscious green and the birds were singing a beautiful song. After a nice stay at the Emerald Maple Inn, you and Mr. Zhongli decided to have a cup of tea next to the Statue of the Seven before heading on your way to Qingce Village. You were to accompany him to pick up supplies for the next funeral rite, and with the way the morning was going, you knew nothing would ruin this peaceful day.

"So how much do you want to bet that Rex Lapis was hot and knew it?”

You ignored the choked sound that came from your side as you gazed up at the picturesque statue. Though your companion would probably consider your question quite out of the blue, you couldn’t say it was the first time you wondered such a thing. Whenever you passed by one of them in Liyue, the thought always plagued your mind for a few hours after. Judging by Mr. Zhongli’s reaction, though, it seemed he did not share your sentiments.

"Ehem… That… certainly is an interesting thought. I can’t say whether or not previous records touched on such a topic."

You hummed, gazing up at the statue. Really? That couldn’t be true. Why wouldn’t anyone talk about a statue looking like that?

“Well there are many reasons why I’d say I’m right. First off, his outfit. He has a hooded cloak on while also being shirtless. There’s absolutely no logical reason to dress like that unless they’re from the deserts of Sumeru, wouldn’t you say? It obviously was a conscious fashion decision. If you pair that with the seductive way he’s sitting, I’d be inclined to assume he’s quite clearly feeling his look.”

Silence came from your side. Hm, Mr. Zhongli still wasn’t convinced? Then you would go on.

“You do see it, right? His posture is relaxed, yet confident. Not to mention the way he’s looking at that cube in his hand with practically bedroom eyes. His knees are apart too. My friend from Sumeru told me that when a man sits like that, he’s displaying his dominance.”

Still silence.

"You can't sit in a seductive pose like that without on some level being aware you look good doing it. I mean look at him! He's shirtless and everything! I've heard even macho fishermen say that they pray to the statue for a good night before coming home to see their wives. You can’t blame them, right?"

A hesitant cough.

"I-I'm sure it was a younger time when those statues were sculpted."

You groaned.

"Maybe, but you’re not even looking! If you did, you’d agree with me that Rex Lapis is clearly exuding such massive 'cocky bastard' vibes!" You countered.

For some reason, the more you spoke, the more flustered he became.

"C'mon, Mr. Zhongli! Why are you so embarrassed? It's not like I'm slandering his good name! I mean, if Rex Lapis didn't want us talking about him like this, maybe he shouldn't have made a statue with abs clean enough to eat off of!"

Okay, maybe at this point, you were piling it on a bit thick. Could anyone blame you? His face was in his hand as if he had a headache, and were his ears tinged the slightest hint of red? It was an interesting sight. Never had you seen him look so completely flustered. Sure you were rather blunt, but you didn't think your words were that provocative. Mr. Zhongli really was practically a 65 year old man.

"I thought you respected the Geo Archon…" He muttered weakly.

You gasped in offense.

"I do! I’d even consider my words the utmost of pious behavior. In Mondstadt, the sisters of the church consider themselves married to Barbatos, the Anemo Archon. So finding the Geo Archon to be a sex god is pretty much the same thing, right?”

“No, it is not.”

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin x reader #zhongli #zhongli x reader #in which the author converts their first thought upon seeing the liyue statue of seven into written verse #like legit why he sit like that tho #like i’m not the only one right? #why is he sitting like he wants to seduce someone #there’s no logical reason anyone would sit like that unless they thought they looked damn sexy doing so #also if it isn’t clear reader is purposefully laying it on thick through this whole thing #it’s their turn to be amused they deserve it #he’s put them through enough #this is the dumbest thing i’ve ever written but i’m also not sorry #this is my magnum opus not the fischl one uwu #milk u made me finish this how dare you #bookkeeping!verse

[sodamnbored]

When things go wrong on a quest:

Frank, anxious: Oh we are so fucked. Do you hear sirens? I hear sirens.

Leo: Yeah. Mortals, man. They’ve always got the cops on speed dial.

Frank: You’ve been to prison right?

Leo: Well, the wilderness school wasn’t exactly prison, but sure. I know the general idea.

Frank: So how do you think a guy like me would do in prison?

Leo, appraisingly: Baby face. Kind eyes. Soft skin. Cute tummy.

Leo, solemnly: You’d be very popular.

Frank, relaxing: Oh. That’s good.

Leo: No, that’s very bad.

#pjo fandom #pjo verse #pjo hoo #leo valdez #frank zhang #heroes of olympus #incorrect heroes of olympus #incorrect valzhang quotes #incorrect leo valdez #incorrect frank zhang quotes #incorrect pjo quotes #incorrect percy jackson #incorrect hoo quotes #percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #pjo stuff #pjo text post #pjo boys #argo II boys #demidorks #demidorks in peril #demidorks being dramatic #disaster duo #chaotic dumbasses #frank and leo #superstore #argo 2 crew #argo II #there’s not enough frank zhang content out there #the seven demigods

[mrkida-art]

The King of the Firebeards. She rules their territories in Ered Luin, the ancestral home of her clan. Year unknown. In my headcanon, all the seven clans have their own kings and most  of them do not recognize Durin’s Folk self proclaimed mandate to rule all the dwarven clans. The Firebeards did bow their heads to their rule when most of them migrated to Khazad Dum after the fall of their own lands. But once Khazad Dum also fell, most of them went back to Ered Luin with their sibling clan, the Broadbeams.  Not all followed though, some of them went with Durin’s Folk and settled Erebor (before it was abadoned in the favor of Ered Mithrin and stood almost empty for 380 years). Famous dwarves who descended from this clan include the dwarven king Azaghâl and the great craftsman Narvi. 

#my art #mr.kida-art #firebeards #tolkien #lord of the rings #lotr #Amazon Lord Of The Rings #The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power #lotrtrop #the hobbit #dwarves #dwarf #dwarrowdam #a dwarrowdam king in fact #and yes she is the king #Had this sitting on my comp but hadn’t fixed the last touches so did that and here it is! #mr.kida-verse #seven clans of the dwarves #Ered Luin #Ered Luin clans #Dwarven clans of the west #silmarillion

[justremuslupininamask]

My only problem with tsats

#tsats #why why why #reader problems #why is it so big #my adhd ass hates this #pjo #rick riordan #mark oshiro #the son and the star #pjo verse #riordanverse #hoo #heroes of olympus #percy jackson #nico di angelo #will solace #solangelo #the seven husbands of evelyn hugo #the song of achilles #tsoa #circe #they both die at the end #you’ve reached sam

[heartstringsduet]

Happy Sunday. The sun is actually shining here and I'm about to hop out and get donuts because my stomach feels okay today 😭 Anyway have some very mild d/s from the new Let Me. Thanks for tagging me @carlos-in-glasses @sznofthesticks @welcometololaland

TK’s chair slides back on the concrete floor as he stands up.

“TK?” Carlos lowers his cutlery as TK rounds the table toward him - and sinks down.

Carlos slides his chair back on, heart pounding thickly thinking TK has collapsed until his mind catches up. 

TK hasn’t collapsed. He’s kneeling at his feet. 

His back is perfectly straight, his hands are clasped behind his back, his thighs in the flannel pants Carlos laid out for him slightly parted. The sight usually makes blood rush into Carlos’ groin. It does today too, but his mind pushes back against it immediately.

Slowly, Carlos places the cutlery beside his plate and tips TK’s lowered head up by his chin. “Hey baby, what’s happening here?”

TK opens his mouth. No words come out.

“Is this your new way of getting out of hiking?” Carlos tries for a joke. “I promise you could have just said you’re not in the mood.” OPEN TAG &

@alrightbuckaroo @carlos-tk @rmd-writes @freneticfloetry @lemonlyman-dotcom @ladytessa74 @lightningboltreader @reyesstrand @strandnreyes @bonheur-cafe @theghostofashton @paperstorm @birdclowns @louis-ii-reyes-strand @kiwichaeng @honeybee-taskforce @sanjuwrites @liminalmemories21 @thebumblecee @never-blooms @ambiguouspenny @noxsoulmate @inkweedandlizards @orchidscript @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut

#tarlos fic #let me verse #michelle writes #seven sentence sunday #tg #tarlos d/s

[klaeusd]

i wouldn't want to interrupt some important thought. / cece!

ㅤㅤhe holds back an annoyed sigh, gaze rolling skyward. ❛ rest assured, love, i am perfectly capable of holding more than one thought in my head at the same time. ❜ though his mind is perpetually racing, many different plots and scenarios being considered at any given time. and of course, he must be aware of his surroundings and those in his presence at all times, lest something suddenly go off the wheels and he must be prepared to deal with that. but his mind does find some peace in sleep - sometimes, anyway. he sets the newspaper down on the table before him and rests his linked hands upon it, making a show of the fact that he's paying attention. ❛ go on, then. tell me what's on your mind. ❜

#answered. #godclaws #verse seven. #q; i have to murder my ex.

[quantumleapt]

Also taking this opportunity to add another guest muse, one that I share custody of with my dear @elencr , OLIVIA KATHERINE BECKETT!

An astronomer and archaeologist, Olivia has inherited not only a good deal of her father’s smarts, but her mother’s tendency to travel back and forth in time and space with no way of telling where she’s going. That is, until the day she steps into the Quantum Leap accelerator as part of the project and learns to control her talent better, searching for her parents to change the course of their personal history for the better.

#ooc. #olivia katherine beckett [guest muse.] #a light that shines on you will shine on you forever [olivia katherine beckett.] #a sweet dream in your head [olivia & elenore.] #we counted every falling star [olivia & sam.] #there could never be a father who loved his daughter more than i love you [sam & olivia.] #fate’s wide wheel [verse.] #verse five. #verse three. #verse seven. #eye contact tw #scopophobia tw

[icerots]

"you shouldn't have lied to me today."

ㅤㅤand doesn't she know it. she may just be a lowly wolf, but even she knows the legend of katherine pierce all too well. she'll probably be lucky to see the sun rise tomorrow, but she refuses to regret it. crossing her arms defensively, her lips press into a flat line as she tries to keep space between them. ❛❛ i did what i had to do, ❜❜ is all she has to offer - unable, or perhaps unwilling, to come up with any excuses or remorse. not like she's talking to someone with a history of being honest, anyway. if anyone can understand lying being a means to an end, it should be the vampire before her.

ripper stefan prompts.

#answered #malka lisitsa #verse seven.

[dramatisperscnae]

@cxpedcrusxder (for arthur, bruce has decided to be a little shit)

It's a text, and an image, of Bruce posed suggestively in a way that really only vaguely keeps it from being an actual nude photo. Taken in his bathroom mirror, the cheeky grin he wears is enough to show he knows what he's doing. The text reads: {text to: Arthur ❤️} I miss you~ 😘

Of all the things Arthur's expecting when his phone goes off, it is definitely not that. He's certainly not complaining by any means, but he's never actually considered Bruce the type to do something like this.

Now that he thinks about it, he's not sure why.

There's a bit of a delay in his reply as he takes his time admiring that image, but it's no longer than a couple of minutes.

[text: Taku Manawa🦇] You realize I can be there in less than an hour, right?

#cxpedcrusxder #arthur ic #arthur verse: king of the seven seas #[arthur's top speed in the water is /fucking insane/ #like over 7200mph kind of insane #but also it makes commuting to gotham from maine for boyfriend visits very easy XD #also I am annoyed that the bat emoji apparently just displays as an empty box for me #rude tbh >w>] #aquabat: nothing else matters