#vc: 004

[nemesiseyes]

SICK JOKE, part I.

tw: violência, sangue, gore.

featuring: @silencehq @stcnecoldd @lleccmte & @melisezgin

O tempo passa devagar quando se está na porra do submundo. E pensar nisso era ainda mais revoltante, considerando que vinham enfrentando tantas coisas terríveis e inesperadas que, pelo menos, deveriam se entreter, mas ainda assim o filho de Nêmesis não aguentava mais as horas infindáveis naquele buraco. Naquele segundo dia, não muito tempo depois da amargura em teorizar que estavam naquele inferno há mais ou menos vinte e quatro horas, Tadeu se viu dividido por pensamentos distintos, por razões completamente diferentes: o primeiro foi que, às vezes, algo que parece bom demais pra ser verdade, realmente é verdade, e você se surpreende. E a segunda que, é claro, sempre tem como piorar.

Jamais se desculparia pela desconfiança impregnada, nem diante do pequeno milagre concedido a ele e aos outros miseráveis, cuja notícia chegou através de Aurora, porque não acreditava que nada realmente bom poderia sair dali, e no começo pensou ser por se tratar do Mundo Inferior em si, mas depois percebeu que seu problema não era esse; vinha das circunstâncias. Entretanto, até ele se sentiu agradecido pela aparição gentil, mas só depois, em silêncio e desfrutando de um momento pacífico enquanto saciava sua fome. E demorou ao fazê-lo, porque para ele todo cuidado era pouco, que foi exatamente o que disse aos demais companheiros, assim que olhou o que tinha na mochila. Mas quando não se aguentou de fome e comeu, aceitou que pelo menos daquela vez a sorte havia virado à favor deles. Não teriam mais fome.

Mas dita sorte teria um fim brusco, pelas mãos daqueles monstros infelizes que enfrentariam logo à frente.

Os primeiros que combateram foram especialmente aterrorizantes para ele, porque nunca, em toda a sua vida, tinha visto um ghoul. A aparência repugnante e os barulhos que se assemelhavam a morcegos raivosos, acompanhados da velocidade animalesca que tinham ao buscarem, de maneira incessante, atacá-los, foi a primeira surpresa. A segunda foi notar os dentes afiados e, quando escutou o ronco vindo de seus estômagos, sentiu um calafrio percorrer por toda a espinha, e pegou Nirvaahak (sua faca), empunhando-a com a urgência certeira de que, se a soltasse, sua vida chegaria a um fim tremendamente perturbador, ao ser dilacerado e devorado, pedaço por pedaço, pelas criaturas carnívoras e desnutridas. Eles não eram os guardas dos Campos de Punição? Ótimo. Apenas uma mostra do que o esperava, especialmente se morresse agora, já estando a poucos passos de lá.

Se realmente seria esse o seu destino? Muitas vezes se questionava, na esperança de ser somente uma pessoa muito negativa. Mas definitivamente não via a si mesmo no Elíseo. Talvez para ele restasse o Campo de Asfódelos, afinal, não foi nobre e nem muito criminoso, e, a presença que considerava forte no plano dos vivos, no fim das contas, iria para um lugar irrelevante. É, talvez, em um aspecto geral, sua amargura também fosse alimentada por essa certeza: a morte não seria gentil com ele. E esse era um pensamento perigoso quanto estava tão perto de morrer.

Em um golpe errôneo, seus olhos encontraram os do monstro, ao se desequilibrar e pender o corpo para baixo. Teve cabeça agarrada e puxada, e estava prestes a ter a bochecha arrancada por uma mordida aberta demais, tão faminta que, ao sentir o cheiro apodrecido do hálito, também teve a sensação de escutar sons de pura alegria distorcidos pelo timbre monstruoso, oriundos do anseio por sangue e algo para mastigar, e congelou no mesmo lugar. Era agora que começava sua punição? Ficaria consciente após ser derrubado, e agonizando até o sangue derramado ser o suficiente para matá-lo, ou o ghoul devoraria seu coração antes, após abrir seu peito com suas unhas sujas?

Mas ainda não era sua hora. Aurora se certificou disso quando usou seu gelo de uma maneira extraordinária para salvá-lo, e ele seria eternamente agradecido a ela por isso. ❛ Te devo uma. ━━━━━ disse, enquanto puxava o ar para os pulmões.

Após ser salvo da morte, voltou a si com ainda mais raiva e, infelizmente, a pouca esperança que sustentava foi substituída pela mesma ideia de antes, agora fixa na mente, irredutível. Ali não teriam nada bom. Afinal, o que era aquilo se não uma piada de mau gosto? Caçoavam de suas caras, não é? Primeiro os alimentando, apenas para, logo em seguida, jogá-los a monstros famintos, como se tivessem sido meramente engordados, como animais esperando o dia do abate. Fosse ou não resultado do ódio cego, Tadeu agora voltava a vestir seu ressentimento como uma segunda pele.

De qualquer maneira, eles logo passaram a não existir, e foram mortos de uma forma tão deliciosa e visceral, que não conteve o sorriso satisfeito, que direcionou tanto à Arthur quanto à Melis, mas o sorriso sumiu tão rápido quanto apareceu, assim que ele a viu. A velha inimiga, da missão que o incapacitou por semanas.

A quimera.

[crimesoughtarchive]

@gemshroud continued from here.

The tiefling wanted to mock him but he thought better than to do that. He had of course heard about this man from the others in the guild. Enough that he would exercise caution. He settled on just sighing and leaning his back against the wall. Though it wouldn't be the first or last time a human disliked him so it didn't bother him to much.

"Maybe I'll show you my skills next time we fight."

[himbovillains]

" that looks like it hurts. " @qapsiel — sent from this prompt (x) still accepting!

it’s strange how often this man seems to pop up in the most unexpected places. the law library at 8pm had been a bit of a stretch, but the corridors of a hospital at 2am almost makes him feel as if he’s being followed. but there are worse people to be followed by, he supposes, than handsome men with beautiful blue eyes.

‘ oh�� hello. ’ he glances down at his wrist, encased in a bright pink plaster cast, and offers castiel a slightly bashful smile. ‘ i underestimated how much of a handful my daughter can be when there’s a climbing frame involved. the colour was her idea too, if you can believe it. ’

[saiakv]

❛  i need more time to think about what i want.  ❜

THE SPACE BETWEEN EACH MEET-UP HAS BEEN arranged around a hundred years - a century may be skipped at times, when Kenjaku disappears from the face of the earth for a little while. And each time she finds them, with the same persistence a bird picks at the ground with to unearth the worm. Currently, it was lurking in the bowels of Tōdai-ji temple, where the faithful have gathered fruit and wines to lay before the dedicated statue. An alarming expression cast down on its lacquered visage bares an odd reminiscence to the one on Kenjaku's own features as she sits by the offerings, legs crossed under the flowy robes. She is adorned with gold chains around her veil, and they sit atop the stitch marks as though to embellish them.

The scar has almost melded into her skin. Kenjaku has been living as a Bodhisattva here for the last century, after all. That, too, adds to the note of impatience and the click of their tongue.

❝ Oh, you're slower than pond water. ❞ Comes the retort. She gets up with a huff, bracelets and bead-necklaces orchestrating her frustration as she pats the long robes back down into place. This discussion has been brewing for the last couple of times they've met up, ever since Kenjaku walked away from the compound. Or rather, walked into a new life alltogether. Their faith to Tengen's scripture died with that first transition - the first time they realized that they held the power to deny the natural order of jujutsu. To defeat death; that would be enough to broaden anyone's horizons. Tengen is different - death is not going to come for her. Maybe it's the fact Tengen never quite won over it yet that has placed them in such different mindsets over the years. Still, Kenjaku can't help but experience the same frustration they did back when that conversation was first held.

❝ Tell me, do you enjoy waking up every morning and having your acolytes prepare your tea for you and comb your hair on the porch, same as they did a hundred years ago? Do you find some comfort in the repetition? ❞ Caustic commentary falls over the golden platters as she descends the stairway and comes to stand beside her taller counterpart. They have met her at different heights, from different angles, through different eyes — but the sight is never any less mesmerizing. In spite of being very disillusioned now compared to back then, Kenjaku still sees the enthralling aspects of Tengen's visage that have lead lesser minds to worship her for her purity alone.

The expression softens - hands dyed with ceremonial tar at the fingertips reach out to take Tengen's own ( in other times, they had bigger palms that could fit hers comfortably within them, but in this body that was stolen from a temple maiden, they have naught but slender fingers and soft, creamy skin that hasn't seen toiling under the sun ) There's charcoal painted over their brows, kohl around the eyes, white cream paste on the face and dark cherry lips that exaggerate the pensive expression when they look up to her with a rare spark of sentiment.

❝ Look -- I consider you my one and only friend still. So consider this a wake up call. You don't have as much time as you think. If you are ever going to be a mother, Master Tengen, your time is now. And I can help you. ❞

[ofruinations]

for azalea lavigne. @freshcir—

"So I'm hearing that you could score me some weed? I gotta make some apologies and a couple of high grade baggies—well," he hums, thinking about Celeste and how expertly he rolled those joints the last and only time they'd worked together. "I'll pay. Handsomely."

[lcstpaths]

he nearly ( nearly ) snorts into his tea as he takes a sip , grinning at alex over the rim as he arches on eyebrow . a few moments pass before he responds , feigning confusion as he sets his mug down . ❝ i'm sorry --- was i supposed to disagree ? i thought that was common knowledge by now . ❞

A POUT FORMS ON ALEX'S LIPS as he looks at the other male, an indignant huff escaping him with it. "I maintain the fact that there was no way for me to figure it out any earlier than I did. I still don't know how everyone else did. It doesn't seem fair."

@ofthclight continued from here.

[archaictold]

❝ Alright, I've put tea on the stovetop. ❞ Zhilan announces with a leisured stroll back into the living room. A delectable scent wafts off the take-out bags resting on the coffee table, which he plops himself in front of with an easygoing sort of eagerness. Without further ado, his hands clasp together with a smile. ❝ Let's dig in before it gets cold! ❞ The plastic rustles as they unpack each entrée, and sometime after they've dug in, wherein Zhilan has sucked a noodle into his mouth, he pauses to poke around at his dinner. ❝ Oh, right. Um... You might be wondering why we're not dining in my room this time... ❞ Stir-fry still sits hot in his belly, but the fluttering alongside it has him pondering if he's mistakenly ingested some butterflies as a side dish to their dinner. It's not as though he thinks his brother will react poorly, nor that he's not excited about this decision of his. But... It feels almost reminiscent of when he told him and their grandparents of his plans to relocate to the Harbor: guilty, to have placed such physical distance between them. ❝ It's packed up and full of boxes. ❞

❝ Haochen, I'm moving in with Xerxes. ❞ @stoicstoryteller

[crimesoughtarchive]

@bonegrieve asked:

Felix wants to know: Smash or Pass

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃   "  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “   𝐅𝐎𝐑   𝐌𝐘   𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑   𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒.   𝐍𝐎   𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃  .

A snort came from the large tiefling as if someone had told him a joke. Of course the answer was obvious.... to him at least. He pretended to think about it for a long time, when in reality he had his answer. He often did fantasize about what it would be like to be with Felix in such a way.... though he pushed those thoughts away. looking back to the other a little fire in his yellow eyes.

"Smash and I very much want to."

[ofruinations]

for edward killiam. @buriedwithit—

"A marvelous specimen, Edward. You'll be pleased to know that Dodge took care of me when you were gone," he reports, though a little teasingly, looking at the man up and down. He'd never known Edward to cede territory—and he wants to know how far he'll let Dodge encroach. "Did you decontaminate yet?"

[seokkiez]

──── .✦ once upon a small town ᯓᡣ𐭩.ᐟ ⊹ 🧺

✶ SYNOPSIS ! : "welcome back, i missed you." those were the first words you got after moving back to your hometown from seoul, and it got on your nerves that it came from the boy you hated the most. song eunseok.

(this is a vc btw 🥶)

ningning: LITERALLY DIE

wonbin: FALL OF A CLIFF COPYCAT WTF

ningning: ME? COPY YOU? YOUR OUTFITS UGLY AF HOE

yn: WHAT ARE YOU DOING DUMBASS

eunseok: living my best life. DO YOU HAVE A PROBLEM W THAT.

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sohee: sungchan please i cant take it anymore

sungchan: gotchu babyboy

sohee: oh my god kill me

eunseok: sungchan be honest whose outfit is better? me or yn

sungchan: okay eunseok cover your ears but yns is better

yn: GOD THIS IS WHY YOU’RE THE BEST ONE HERE

sungchan: i gotchuu, you ate fr

eunseok: sungchan we’re over.

૮ ․ ․ ྀིა 5 rounds later

yn: guys we ate so bad

wonbin: FRR

ningning: still cant believe how the person with NOTHING ON won 2nd like this game is rigged fr

eunseok: okay but your outfit for movie was GOODD

ningning: thanks i know

sungchan: i can’t believe i never even got on the podium

sohee: oh you’re not ready to hear this…

all of them: your outfits sucked

sungchan: BYE just tell me you hate me and want me to die atp

wonbin: i hate you

ningning: oh!!

yn: LMFAO

sohee: awh look at us, bonding

eunseok: your outfits were ugly too

sohee: I HOPE YOUR ACCOUNT GETS BANNED

004 no i’m better

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[un1dentity]

random headcanon generator. this was so fun that i had to do it again i'm sorry </3

001. deacon would succumb to the fog. (deacon vc: like... on far harbor or????)

002. deacon uses the word "dude" like a comma. (HE DOES!!!)

003. deacon sucks at saying tongue twisters. (yeah probably)

004. deacon has a diary that he writes in with a glittery gel pen. (LMAO THIS IS PROBABLY TRUE he hides away in a corner & writes whenever desdemona or dr. carrington are mean)

005. deacon believes in santa. (he loves telling people that if they're not nice they won't get a visit from santa even if no one post-war knows what he means. it's Fun)

006. deacon doesn't say what he wants directly. (he both does & does not at the same time, sometimes you have to read in-between the lines)

007. deacon is a great artist. (hm.. may actually take this as a true headcanon & say he can sketch really well!)

008. deacon is oblivious to any & all romantic interest someone may show him. (actually he's not... he just pretends like he is because it's less trouble. he catches pretty quickly & has (kind of) learned how to pivot the convo away)

009. deacon is great with kids. (ACTUALLY CANON!! there's a line from shaun (if you save him) where he says: deacon's cool, and tough. but then there's another line where he goes: deacon's not really a synth, is he? which implies deacon did the whole "i'm a synth!" thing with him too LMAO

010. deacon desperately needs a hug but refuses to ask for one. (saved the best for last... sighs)

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2020-01 南青山マンダラ

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[jxlter]

' well damn, at least this city has something good in it. '

she mumbled those words to herself, not wanting to let anyone else hear them. and there was that smile. the same smile she'd see every day back in chaldea no matter what had happened. it was comforting to a degree, seeing that smile and knowing everything would turn out fine no matter the situation they found themselves in.

but it held a sadness that was new to her like looking at the ghost of someone long gone

regardless of anything she was happy to see master, cracking a small smile that she hid as she turned around to enter the shop. It was small and looked as though it had existed for some time, which begged the question as to just how long she had been here.

' so...... is this your shop? '

it didn't take much to tell, seeing fou in the background being fou was all she needed to know. it was more a way for her to awkwardly start some kind of conversation.

' i don't understand because i literally just spoke to you back in chaldea. even the director was blabbing on about something that i tuned out. '

the title wasn't too surprising, as there were a few in this city who used it towards her. it was just the voice attached to it that had the master staring wide-eyed at the woman on the other side of the cafe glass for a few moments. a myriad of emotions coursed through her, the most prominent being a bittersweet sort of joy.

ever since the spring, it happened every time she laid her eyes on the Count. it's not the sort of thing she could just.....talk about, let alone explain. it's a lingering pain, an hole inside of her chest that no amount of time could ever heal. she wonders if this is how Saber or Goetia felt– having to look at someone they love, knowing what was to come yet being unable to say a single word. some futile attempt at sparing an unavoidable pain.

and now, it seems, she'll experience the same each time her eyes come across Jalter.

like clockwork, she falls back into step. surprise turns into a wide smile (because even with the pain, she's happy to see Avenger) as she sets aside the new menus on the counter. approaching the glass, Ritsuka merely gestures towards the door with her head. " It's unlocked, you can come on in!"

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