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𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝙶𝙸𝙵 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂

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yor is the kind of guy that will absolutely bite to take flesh if he cannot use his hands

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stab me again im close

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yor is like a vampire minus the drinking blood part, won't elaborate

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Liev Schreiber as Victor Creed (X-Men Origins: Wolverine, 2009)

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🐝  *  ―  𝑩𝑼𝑰𝑳𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.  (  nsfw.  feel free to adjust to better fit your muses.  )

❛  your cock is so delicious.  ❜ ❛  i need you in my mouth now.  ❜ ❛  i get so hard when i’m around you.  ❜ ❛  do you want me to spit or swallow?  ❜ ❛  i need you inside me.  ❜ ❛  guess what i’m wearing right now.  ❜ ❛  why don’t you come over? i promise you won’t regret it.  ❜ ❛  if i was with you, what would you do to me?  ❜ ❛  my legs are missing you in between them.  ❜ ❛  you’ll make me feel so good.  ❜ ❛  i’ve been thinking long and hard about what i wanna do with you tonight.  ❜ ❛  all i can think of is sitting on top of your hard cock.  ❜ ❛  i’m touching myself right now.  ❜ ❛  i wanna hear your moans.  ❜ ❛  i can’t stop thinking about how good you always feel.  ❜ ❛  can you feel how wet / hard i am for you?  ❜ ❛  i love the way you make me feel.  ❜ ❛  you have the most perfect breasts / cock / pussy.  ❜ ❛  i love watching you touch yourself.  ❜ ❛  i can only think of one thing right now and it’s you naked on my bed.  ❜ ❛  all i can think about is how good you’re going to taste.  ❜ ❛  how hard do you want to be fucked tonight?  ❜ ❛  i never knew that i could want someone so badly.  ❜ ❛  i plan on making you scream my name tonight.  ❜ ❛  it’s unfair how sexy you look today.  ❜ ❛  get on your knees, now.  ❜ ❛  i’m going to make you soaking wet.  ❜ ❛  don’t you dare come until i allow you to.  ❜ ❛  i want to tie you up later and have my way with you.  ❜ ❛  how fast do you think i can make you come?  ❜ ❛  i was thinking about you last night.  ❜ ❛  if we weren’t in public right now, i’d bend you over the table and fuck you.  ❜ ❛  i just want to be used by you tonight. can i be your personal toy?  ❜ ❛  tease me until i can’t take it anymore.  ❜ ❛  i can’t wait to taste you on my lips.  ❜ ❛  you can do whatever you want to me tonight.  ❜ ❛  cum for me.  ❜ ❛  you’re gonna be a good girl / boy for me?  ❜ ❛  take control of me, i trust you.  ❜ ❛  i can’t wait to be alone with you.  ❜

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Liev Schreiber on the set of The Manchurian Candidate (2004)

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"He's just standing there..... MENACINGLY!" Echo-17 @mantleoflight/@pawnshopsouls

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Beneath the cowl his brows arch up in question, looking over his shoulder for a moment before completely turning around to see who has spoken. Guardians making an annoying comment upon his presence was certainly becoming a more common happening, perhaps their recent victories over the things that go bump in the night made them bolder.

Not that he could blame them.

Their fights have been substantial, world ending, and yet here they all are despite the odds. Yor hadn't supposed they would have ever gotten this far, not alone, but their allies are now numerous and filled with the unlikely.

"Do you regard every stranger like this."

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"I wumbo, you wumbo, he, she, wumbo." from Drifter

He stares at the rogue Guardian for a long, quiet, time. There's been a lot of stupid shit he has heard in his years but most of it was based on some semblance of intelligence and not randomly spewed syllables.

"What the fuck is wrong with you," he states, though it isn't a question and more so a statement that he thinks the Drifter is a complete dumb-ass.

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How fascinating to be recognized. The number counted on one hand of those which could realize the creature of violence that stood before them, in his entirety. Or, perhaps her knowledge was limited in only an approximation of the cold that existed around him. Not that he is Yor, but that he is Dredgen. A dime a dozen to some it would be a fatal mistake to assume him nothing more than another dark wielding freak.

He is more, so much more, and ever voracious.

"How vague," he replies back. Though he has not yet recalled their first meeting and likely won't unless she aids him, this encounter is certainly less tense than their prior. He's not a reason to lean upon violence, at the moment. Not starved for the Light, at the moment, though his worm always yearns for its succulent flavor, Yor is entirely content to talk and do little else.

Yet, he might very well swallow them whole if she makes one wrong move.

"It, being the Darkness?" He inquires with a subtle nod of his head towards the looming Pyramid ship off in the distance. Oh, how they had conversed. Can she feel how its voice clings to his dark figure, stark against the snow and ice, that he too commands the lack of motion that stasis employed?

"If we have truly crossed before, you should find no surprise in my presence, here."

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It takes her a moment to grasp the string that lingers in the air. Like a crimson strand, they had called it fate, before.

The eeriness that follows his very being, the bulk that seemed to encase itself in shadow despite the sun bleeding through the cracks in the walls. The air that swirled differently across his frame, reeking of anomaly. His mannerisms, they rattle a certain precaution she's felt before.

Data's warning - He has no Light.

It had been years - but the de ja vu was unmistaken.

" I'd say we have, " her voice stands, carrying that same weight of curiosity bidding naivety. She cannot recall the memory as a whole, but something about it that warns her to keep her distance. A feeling of longing... she had questions. But for some reason unclear, she never got the answers. " Before the Darkness took us whole. Or was it shortly after...? "

How uncanny of a meeting place the snow-lost planet was becoming, the tundra of Europa granting a new experience each time she visited - for better or worst. One would have thought she be better to leave it alone, after that time. But again & again, she found herself back.

' Mars, ' Data's voice chirps internally. ' He's... the one from the signal, when Rasputin disappeared. ' Not often did his voice rattle in the way that it did. A primordial fear in his shell - even after all they had been through. Her stubbornness would be the death of them, both.

' We need to leave. '

She'll take account her Ghost's concern, but refuses to believe it's a mere coincidence.

" You're here, of all places, " she speaks up again, her hands seemingly unarmed as she motions to their surroundings within the fallen structure. " Does it talk to you, too? Or is this a common vacation spot? "

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Though he's already stated his opinion on the situation regarding @aeonsolitude's ramblings, Yor doesn't wander too far. He does not regard her with much importance at the moment considering she seems fairly distracted and not at all worried about his presence. Out of the corner of his peripherals does the Dredgen ensure that she does not commit to anything untoward his presence there, nor that any other approaching figure pass by without his knowing.

A popular venue, apparently, even all things considered regarding the goings ons of the universe around them. Peering upward from the Lectern and to the looming planet-eater of a ship, he ponders what Nightmares might await him out in the distance. Likely few and far between, but he isn't keen on knowing, turning back towards the hunched over form of Eris Morn.

What he does consider, though, is a silent wondering on whether or not she knows what sort of beast stands just out of her reach.

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An incredibly strange thing to hear from a Hive, heresy perhaps to some, though here she is. The cunning queen's brood certainly does not adhere entirely to the sword logic of her deceased brother, that much he had already assumed readily, but to find one that wholly did not desire to slaughter everything around themselves was certainly a curiosity- one that had his attention snagged quite thoroughly now.

"The Light," he balks as if she has said something more ridiculous than anything else already spoken aloud to him. "Is nothing more than a tool, like the Dark your kind has employed for billions of years. It does not grant you this lacking desire to kill."

The argument stirs readily out of Yor, one who has always been keen on a debate regarding such things. He will always argue against the Light being anything other than another weapon in their war for survival. It only ever mattered how one used their arsenal, not where it came from.

"Perhaps you will come to regret this conversation."

" This one does not desire bloodshed. "

Her worm, excised, like the removal of a parasite, a tumor. She remembers nothing of her true, first death, but she knows of the process. She had born witness to others of her kin, taken and transformed. Their rasping death rattles, their eyes losing their glow, their chitin growing still. Their worm, shrieking, screaming, forced to die. She saw their rebirth, the light flood through their bodies, their limbs twitch with new life. She saw their second death. Their third. Their fourth. Their fifth. Their twentieth. The heresy, the power. Bodies torn apart, ripping by their own kin, over and over again. A spectacle, a sacrifice. Their Ghost forced to rebirth them over and over again until the sting of death lost all meaning.

" This one does not follow in the With Queen's ways. This one has seen the Light. Has touched the Sky. There is no reason to harm you. You do not harm this one. This one will not harm you. "

She can almost feel the ire from her Ghost. It remains hidden, unseen. It will not show itself for as long as she speaks. It believes her foolish for decisions such as this. " This one has seen freedom. This one speaks to you because she wishes it. "

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yor definitely thinks himself better than most people he encounters, though not only because of ego, but because he certainly is one of the more dangerous motherfuckers that any stray person is going to come across in the wilds by the very nature of his existence, currently

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𝗹𝗶𝗹' 𝘀𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗱𝘂𝗱𝗲 🧽

An ask meme with a bunch of lines from my favorite Spongebob episodes. This isn't meant to be too serious, I just really love spongebob and haven't seen an ask meme for it.

"I wumbo, you wumbo, he, she, wumbo."

"Wumbology! the study of wumbo!"

"AND THEN THERE'S A GIANT FIST!!"

"Remember, licking doorknobs is illegal on other planets."

"He was number one!"

"Well, it may be stupid, but it's also dumb."

"I know of a place where you never get harmed. A magical place with magical charms. Indoors! Indoors! Indoors!"

"Oh boy! Holographic meatloaf! My favorite!"

"And what's better than serving up smiles!?"

"Being dead, or anything else."

"See, no one says 'cool' anymore. That's such an old-person thing. Now we say 'coral', as in 'That nose job is so coral.'"

"Long, tan, *licks teeth* Handsome"

"Are they laughing at us? No, they are laughing next to us."

"Excuse me sir I hope my horrible ugliness doesn't distract you from the movie."

"I'm ugly and I'm proud!"

"Oh these aren't homemade. They were made in a factory.... a bomb factory."

"the boy made you a sweater of his own tears, and you kill him."

"goodbye everyone, I'll remember you all in therapy!"

"I order the food, you cook the food, the customer eats the food. We do that for forty years, and then we die."

"you're good, you're good, you're good, aaaaand stop."

"Don't worry captain we'll buff those scratches out."

"All those wrong notes you played made it sound more original."

"We're not cavemen! We have technology" *smashes the computer*

"Hey pal, you just blow in from stupid town?"

"You used me....for LAND DEVELOPMENT! That wasnt very nice!"

“This isn’t your average every day darkness. This is....ADVANCED darkness”

“Assertive, not insertive, ya twit!”

*sticks finger in pocket* "beep beep"

"He's just standing there..... MENACINGLY!"

"don't you have to be stupid somewhere else?"

"What is today but yesterday's tomorrow?"

“I will dismantle this oppressive establishment BOARD BY BOARD!”

"Well maybe we would sound better if some people didn't play with BIG MEATY CLAWS"

"Oh good luck out there. I hope the audience brings lots of ibuprofen."

"You won't catch me when I shift into maximum overdrive!!"

"It's not just a boulder! It's a rock!"

"shut your mouth you mediocre clarinet player."

 “You don’t pay me. We don’t even exist! We’re just a clever visual metaphor used to personify the abstract concept of thought.”

"I only know fine dining and breathing."

"oh you mean like a weenie? MaY I TaKe YoUr hAt Sir?"

"the best time to wear a striped sweater is all the time."

"Can I be excused for the rest of my life?"

"You mean you've never heard the story of the... hash-slinging slasher?"

"The sash wringing... the trash thinging... mash flinging... the flash springing, bringing the the crash thinging the..."

"And then the walls will ooze green slime!? Oh wait they always do that."

"You know, if I were to die right now in some sort of fiery explosion due to the carelessness of a friend well, that would just be okay."

“C’mon you lazy Mary, start rubbing me with that chocolate!”

"East? I thought you said weast?"

“We’ve been smeckledorfed!”

"Whatever doesn't kill you, usually succeeds in the second attempt."

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Liev Schreiber as Victor Creed/Sabretooth goofing on the set of X-Men Origins: Wolverine (2009)

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" You. We've met before, right? "

He has been around since the beginning, before the City, before the Guardians. The man beneath the monster is nothing more than an undead shambling caricature of humanity, before they had a name or unity or even could be revered as anything other than monstrous. This one could tell stories about the people who took that power and used it for dark intentions, how the Iron Lords were on the rise, when the Traveler was found and people rallied beneath it..

Yor's seen too many faces to remember any stray person that had not left their mark on him.

"Couldn't tell you, truthfully," he states aloud, and the quiet part is that their crossing was unlikely if only because she is still alive and not another meal for the Thorn already.