#continued threads

[timeguardians]

@legends-and-savages

Send 👀 to walk in on my muse naked| Accepting

Bruce had come in after it was pouring rain. So he had stripped down, but he had gotten distracted. A towel at least over his waist as he sat in front of his computer. Something had caught his attention and then he heard a noise. "I didn't realize you were here." He said.

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Wayne Manor is more impressive up close and personal than it is in all the glamour shots of it etched in the ruddy ink of the papers. It is not the luxury or the wealth that draws the soldier to the grounds. No, she comes for one purpose and one only. Bruce.

In him, Cap had found a strangely kindred spirit. A fellow drifting loner who, yearned to make the streets of their city better, safer. There's a pressure, an insurmountable weight, that they were both willing to shoulder. In the unspeakable undercurrents of every inhale and exhale, existed a palpable grief. A shared grief. And it is in Bruce Wayne's presence, that Stephanie found a sense of belonging, a renewed sense of purpose. He had given her the courage to pick up the shield again. She had NO RIGHT to do anything less.

Azure orbs rake down Bruce's muscular form, appreciating every well-defined curvature and groove. Despite the smatterings of injuries, he really is quite stunning to appreciate. Especially, when there was a dewy dampness still lingering from the rain. A blustery shade of rose inhabits her cheeks at the somewhat impure thoughts that had occurred to her in regards to him. Allowing her pearly-whites to sink into the plush of her lip, she scantly refrains from indulging the desire place a kiss to his nearest shoulder. (Not that she had any permission to FEEL that way or any inclination that the feelings may, in fact, be returned) Still, the temptation is ever present; equally as present as the persistent thrum of her own heartbeat.

Just as Cap resettles the shield upon her shoulders, she becomes aware of Wayne's piercing eyes upon her. The blonde tremulously hazards a step forwards but makes no effort to infringe upon his personal space.

Flustered, Cap's gaze averts. "Sorry. Your Butler let me in." Alfred, as she has come to realize, was a man of incredible character. Brave, learned, and astute he had proven to be time and time again. It does, however, shock Stephanie that he had been perhaps, briefly careless. "He mentioned that you could use the company."

Sheepish and worried orbs slowly return upwards, locking on his between webs of thick eye-lashes. "Do-do you want me to go?" She hesitantly prods.

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@audaciiae continued

What in the world just happened?

Edmund blinks, his brow furrowing as he stares down at the body of the man Anna just shot. She didn't need to do that. It would've been fine. Right? His head is spinning, going a million miles a minute, and it takes him a few moments to calm down, taking a deep breath and slowly nodding.

"I'm fine." He is no stranger to the horrors of this sort of thing. Even if he's never faced battle, he's seen enough of Simcoe and gone through his own hell to not be so shaken. "...Anna, why did you do that?"

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Raucous is the sound that batters her eardrums. The gun wavers, suddenly heavy within usually steadied hands that had adopted a vehement tremor. There's a breath drawn in, a futile attempt to conceal the faintest inklings of satisfaction that came from pulling the trigger on a man as VILE as Easton. Doleful maple orbs, etched now with endless adrenaline flick over the fallen form slowly before turning back to Major Hewlett. The pistol is lowered begrudgingly despite the man being well and truly dead.

The relief caused by Edmund's declaration of safety allows her tense shoulders to sag a degree, though they are NEVER entirely free of being stiff these days (thanks to Dejong, Simcoe, Abe, Caleb, and Ben.)

"He--" Anna's powdery voice quavers. She swallows against the forceful rattling of the muscle trapped between her ribs. "He--- he was going to stab you in the back--" The brunette reveals. She turns away from Edmund to reveal the Corporal's knife. It was tucked well within his clenched hands.

"I-- I could not, for the life of me, allow that to happen. Y-you have protected me from Simcoe, and I would be remiss to not come to your assistance now." Of course, with Major Hewlett dead, it would leave her more prone to untoward advances. Advances she heavily declined.

Disbelief wars upon Strong's countenance. She pallors further upon making another striking realization. "I-- I had thought, quite clearly, that he was one of your men?" The statement is framed more like an inquiry. Turning back to Edmund, she inquires. "What cause could he have possibly had against you?" Bringing a quaking hand to her lip, she muses. "Do you suppose Simcoe had s---something to do with this?" It wasn't beyond him to poison the Major's men against him. He so avidly tried already during the Battle of Setauket. There had been much talk about Simcoe being bound and gagged.

A quick glance is cast about. "Now that he is gone, I-- I must do something wit-- with the body. At least before we are discovered--" She can not wallow in her own SHOCK. Killing a King's soldier was tantamount to treason. And despite Brewster's petulant (but very much appreciated) attitude, ""that treason isn't treason if done with good reason,"" this act could still see her HANGED.

[resolutevalor]

@protectxthem

When Lucy grabs him by the arm to prevent him from leaving Molly's, he wrinkles his nose and squints at her. He didn't feel comfortable being there around everyone while they drank, since he was a recovering alcoholic after binge drinking for months with Tori; very few knew about his drinking, and nobody knew he was getting help and going to meetings. He moves his arm out of her grasp and moves out of the way of the door, bringing her with him so he was out of ear shot of everyone who mattered.

"What is it?"

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There's a nervous breath that scantly eases over the curvature of her lips as she moves to halt Carver's movements. Chen takes considerable pains to make sure her grasp is firm but gentle upon his arm. "You okay?" She can almost sense his complete discomfiture. She allows himself to free himself. "You look-" She pauses, "like you're not having fun." She ambles shyly. "You want to go somewhere else and talk? Or something?" The Rookie cop is clearly concerned about him.

[salarymanwaka]

[hcttrick]

Continued from: x

Lyney stared at the Duke of Meropide as there was no escape as the magician was almost pinned against a nearby corner, he couldn't run nor get away from Wriothesley in time due to the height difference.

Sure, he was small and quick but the other could easily overpower him without any delay so it was best to play his cards right.

As he was thinking of a plan to get out of here, all bets would change as soon as his sister was mentioned by the man. The magician glared at Wriothesley for the deal made, he sighs defeatedly as he spoke.

"...Fine. Take what you want from me...but know this, if you...go back on your word, I will take you down Wriothesley. Got it?"

He threatened, looking at them sternly.

@diverse-hearts

[hoshizoralone]

[ohithankyou]

[ssquilliamsquispmain]

Riptise tomorrow

[wigglebox]

Destiel Pride - Day 5; Cursed or not

[elalalune]

Buggy in Wonderland AU

An AU where Buggy is Alice and Shanks is the Queen of Hearts/Red Queen

//yan!shanks

• when Buggy was younger he ends up in wonderland and befriends a red haired boy with a straw hat

• years later he thinks it was just his active imagination and forgets about those adventures

• but then he sees a rabbit running around wearing a familiar straw hat

• he follows it down a rabbit hole and ends up in wonderland

• after some adventures and meeting wonderland's residents, he reaches the queen's castle

• the ruler seems friendly but also feels familiar and Buggy isn't sure why

• he's very accomodating — always inviting Buggy to tea parties or extravagant balls, giving him a nice room w a large bed, sending him expensive jewelry and valuable gifts everyday, things like that

• but the more Buggy spends time with him, the more he realizes that Shanks seems intent on keeping him in this world

[timeguardians]

@bcntbouquet

"I'm sorry, I didn't know. He told me you were in the past."

Rogers gingerly reaches for the titanium shield he cluched. Cerulean orbs widen in consideration of it's more than impeccable state. "I'll be damned." She murmurs tremulously. It is still every bit as beautiful as it had been SEVENTY years ago, and just as comforting in it's weight too.

"Don't be sorry." Cap knows she owes the man an explanation, one that defies all logic. "I went into the ice in 45. Stark had every reason to believe I wouldn't be coming back. Hell, I'm not even sure -- I am back. This all feels like a dream." Where was Howard? She internally mused, not knowing that he had passed.

The world around her is so foreign. Everything has changed. With a swallow, she glanced around. "Can you at least tell me who won the war?" And though she is fairly certain she is in New York, she feels an overwhelming sensation like she is INCREDIBLY LOST. "And do you have a few hours to show me around?"

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@cabbxges-and-kings continued from x

Anna's gaze only falters downwards long enough to fold an officer's linens and uniform. "A --FEW-- times?" She scoffs, her dark brow tugging upwards with incredulous bemusement. "When?" Comes her challenge. Glittering eyes dare him to disprove her closely held assumptions.

His inquiry into whether he is a hermit or not causes her to fizzle into laughter. "Well, I suppose," she starts with MOCKING STERNESS, "that all depends on how much of pest you can make yourself." With a sigh, her voice segways into something more unabashedly pained. "Sides, I haven't seen you-- since the fall."

[squeakitties]

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[hcttrick]

Continued from: x

Seeing his sibling jolt back against a nearby wall due to his touch made the younger's heart plummet as he knew that Lyney was suffering the worst out of the three, the diver stays where he is as he allows the magician to walk over to check his pulse as he kept his hand out.

Freminet looked at him as he could tell that Lyney's breathing was stabilizing as it seems that his pulse was helping greatly, the diver was glad that things were becoming easier for them all to breathe as he then embraces his sibling before speaking softly.

"...it's okay Lyney, I'm alright, I'm really here. You're not alone...you'll never be alone as me and Lynette will always be with you, I know that Father isn't going to be happy with the current result of our investigation but all will be understood as our lives were threatened.

I sadly couldn't locate Master Childe as his trail just disappeared, then...all of this happened. I'm sorry...Lyney."

He finished speaking, struggling to look at his sibling.

[babacontainsmultitudes]

AH. So that's why they put that content warning. I see!