#『 𝐢𝐜 ━ in character. 』

[raytm]

gepard landau felt the foreboding attendance of death for years. an acrid tang of iron in his mouth, the lances of agony across the faces of his comrades as their limbs were wrested from their bodies, bloodied streaks of red in the snow. it beset his nights with harrowing memories, screams heaving from gasping lungs, the gossamer film of white eyes that stared out into the fray, sightless. It had marked him for a fleeting life the moment he had marched out into those desolate plains, a legion of soldiers at his flank. he had thought of it many times, but a captain was not afforded the benignity of choosing his own death.

when it comes its advent is undulating roars of fire, withering skin that curls in on itself, brittle and black. it’s his comrades dying one after the other in quick succession. he has enough time to seize an opening, to give them the opportunity to rally their remaining forces, to gasp in respite and arm themselves for the onslaught. he had not left home that day knowing it was the final time, had not greeted familiar faces at the barracks and warmed his hands around a blazing flame knowing that would be his last day. when he braces for impact, serrated limbs ending in hooked talons, he spares a solitary, fleeting glance over his shoulder and commands his men to retreat. they look upon him, astonished, exhausted, covered in slick sweat and drying blood. there’s an understanding that passes between them, wordless and pervading with the knowledge that he would not be following them.

the blunt impact against his shield is so immense that it sends shudders to his bones, his teeth clacking, a lance of excruciating pain surging through his arms, burying itself in his shoulders. he sinks his boots deep into the snow, ice swelling upwards as he was plowed backwards, his entire body keens beneath the force. the monster opens its jaws, rows of serrated teeth incandescent with heat, its eyes buried deep into its carapace skull. It retracts its long, spinose pincer and brings it down again, the pressure fractures bone, he can feel the pain of it towing him backwards, forcing his senses to remain alert, to push back against the barrage of strikes. its frustrated wail carries on the wind and the next time it withdraws, inspecting him with its bulging, rotating eyes, he launches his counter attack.

the shield wedges itself under the creature’s limb, a strident crack of impact that has the monster reeling, ice burgeons from the wound, rushing up its flesh, solidifying around it. gepard heaves a searing breath in, all of his mustered strength going into holding it in place, suddenly, a sharp, blinding agony erupts from his shoulder. it had brought down its other claw, punctuating the juncture between his throat and shoulder. blood rushed to the surface, blistering against his cold skin, surging from the wound, filling the dip of his collarbone, sousing his proud, white clothes carmine. he is the last bastion between this monster and his men, so he endures with unfaltering resolve. the ice is like a starved beast, rapidly swallowing the creature, limb after limb, until it splintered the hard, outer shell of its skull and the pincer embedded in his shoulder went limp.

he sinks to his knees, it were as if all the vigour had been drained from him, his shield hitting the ground, burying into the snow. he presses his hand to the wound, staunch the blood, he remembered that, even in the amorphous haze of his wavering consciousness. but it keeps flowing, the gash is so deep it’s carved past bone, if he were to wrench it from his body it would tear open a gaping fissure in his skin.

it was cold, belobog was always cold. beside the gargantuan corpse the captain sits upright, his back flush to the jagged husk, sheltered from the wind. It was cold, it was always so cold. he had held his gloved hand against the wound until it was sodden, until his arm was heavy, until he could hold it up no longer. he yearns to keep his eyes open, the bleary winterscape feels so vast when it’s so very empty. his blinking is somnolent, the world an indistinct smear of ice and blood. if he waits here, someone will return, someone will find him. he tells himself that is why he waits, sits in silent vigil, that he will close his eyes for a moment - then awaken when someone arrives. however, when they arrived, desperately plunging through the snow, it was already far too late. the captain was cold to the touch,  delicate fractals of ice clinging to his lashes, to his hair, turning his skin to an icy pallor. he had not known it would be his last day when he joined his men on the battlefield, but there was pride in knowing he had saved them.

[funbonded]

❝  HAHA ,  well ... *𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙾  𝙰𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽   !   -  What  a  wonderful  𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 !   ❞ 

[manianity]

@stygicniron / liked.

" i mean ━ you could at least try. there's no harm in tryin', is there, ghoul boy? " elodie arches an inquisitive brow as she places the now empty glass of orange juice on their dining table. his negative charisma, somehow, has softened her grumpy father's heart; is it envy what she's feeling right now? " news flash: you're my old man's favorite kid. he won't say no to you if you put a good word for me. " if peter got to participate to his first quest during his early teens, so should she.

[revearies]

the rings kai wears each once belonged to the deceased parker siblings. or rather, they would've belonged to them if they'd actually reached the age of eighteen. but they didn't, so joshua had stored them away for safekeeping.

after getting out of the 1994 prison world, kai decided to pay his old family home a visit. cloaked with a spell ( thanks to the last remnants of jo's magic still inside of him ) he went into the house undetected; making it easier for him to just barge in and steal the rings. they were hidden away in a little box in his father's office. he wasn't sure why he did it. perhaps it was some form of remembrance or whatever ( it was simply beyond his understanding, really ). he just knew he wanted them and he didn't care whether joshua would figure out he took them or not. it would probably only add to his already long list of reasons to despise his son. still, kai grew uncharacteristically attached to the rings over time. something that only increased after the merge. he has barely taken them off since.

[actself]

tag drop !

[enruiinas]

Tags / Navigation

updated my tags yesterday, so here's an up-to-date list of everything for easier navigation or easier means of blocking ones you don't want to see. as you can see by anything marked "tbd" or "tbt", many of these are subject to change. i'll keep this updated as i think of cool tags - it's just a slow process because i suck at it. c:

✦ TRIGGERS are tagged as #tw: trigger (no fancy symbols). examples include: #tw: long post, #tw: blood, #tw: gore, #tw: surgery, #tw: teeth, #tw: death, #tw: mention of death, #tw: dark thoughts, #tw: alcohol, #tw: pregnancy, #tw: suggestive.

these are the most common/likely/recurring ones on this blog, but i am more than happy to tag additional triggers as needed.

✦ SPICY CONTENT (NSFW) is tagged as #✦ — 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 | spicy. as a reminder, mun is 25+ and there is a decent amount of spicy present on this blog. minors dni.

✦ SPOILERS: at the moment, i only tag spoilers for anything in the current manga arc (#✦ — 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐬. | egghead.) and the law novel (#✦ — 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐬. | law novel.) i do not mind tagging additional arcs as needed but am bad about doing them by default, so please reach out if i need to be mindful of something.

OOC TAGS:

#✦ — 𝐨𝐨𝐜. | psa. -- important things to know about writing with me. hiatus or activity notices, rp preferences or "do not"s, etc. #✦ — 𝐨𝐨𝐜. | memes 【specify muse!】. -- meme tag! #✦ — 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐮𝐞𝐝. | sleep is overrated. -- queued posts. #✦ — 𝐨𝐨𝐜. | the mun. -- mun stuff. answered munday asks, anything saro. #✦ — 𝐨𝐨𝐜. | promo. -- promos! #✦ — 𝐨𝐨𝐜. | self promo. -- my promo. #✦ — 𝐨𝐨𝐜. | wishlist. -- wanted dynamics, plots, etc. #✦ — 𝐨𝐨𝐜. | misc. -- everything else ooc.

NON-WRITING LAW TAGS:

#✦ — 𝐯𝐢𝐬. | tbt. -- images, GIFs, visage things. #✦ — 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. | tbt. -- quotes, random law-esque thoughts. #✦ — 𝐡𝐜𝐬. | tbt. -- headcanons. #✦ — 𝐚𝐞𝐬. | tbt. -- aesthetic, law vibes. #✦ — 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲. | tbt. -- dash games & muse quiz type things.

WRITING LAW TAGS: all ic interactions for or with specific muns are tagged with mun's URL (as is). multimuses are additionally tagged #mun | muse (i.e. #piratebento | bellemere).

#✦ — 𝐢𝐜. | threads. #✦ — 𝐢𝐜. | dash com. #✦ — 𝐢𝐜. | crack.

SHIP TAGS: below are the only ones i've posted things of so far, but all will follow the same format if you want to go ahead and blacklist any possible future dynamics.

#✦ — 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 | law x nami. #✦ — 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 | law x robin. #✦ — 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 | law x zoro. #✦ — 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 | law x vivi.

ART OF OTHER CHARACTERS OR DYNAMICS: I may add links to these later, but they'll all follow the same format. If you don't see someone listed you want to blacklist, feel free to message me and I'll let you know how I'm planning on tagging if it ever comes up! Read-more'ing because this is a long list.

#✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | bepo. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | penguin. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | shachi. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | uni. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | clione. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | ikkaku. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | hakugan. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | jean bart. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | heart pirates. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | polar tang. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | monkey d. luffy. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | roronoa zoro. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | nami. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | usopp. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | sanji. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | tony tony chopper. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | nico robin. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | franky. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | brook. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | jinbei. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | sabo. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | eustass kid. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | boa hancock. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | nefertari vivi. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | donquixote rosinante. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | donquixote doflamingo. #✦ — 𝐭𝐛𝐭. | baby 5.

[not-sriracha]

╰・tagslist

╰・⁂ ⠀ ⋆ ⠀ 𝐢𝐜 ⠀ 、 ⠀starter. ╰・⁂ ⠀ ⋆ ⠀ 𝐢𝐜 ⠀ 、 ⠀social. ╰・⁂ ⠀ ⋆ ⠀ 𝐢𝐜 ⠀ 、 ⠀thoughts. ╰・⁂ ⠀ ⋆ ⠀ 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝⠀ 、 ⠀character name. ╰・⁂ ⠀ ⋆ ⠀ 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝⠀ 、 ⠀thread name.

╰・⁂ ⠀ ⋆ ⠀ 𝐨𝐨𝐜 ⠀ 、 ⠀ muse. ╰・⁂ ⠀ ⋆ ⠀ 𝐨𝐨𝐜 ⠀ 、 ⠀ insp. ╰・⁂ ⠀ ⋆ ⠀ 𝐨𝐨𝐜 ⠀ 、 ⠀ aest. ╰・⁂ ⠀ ⋆ ⠀ 𝐨𝐨𝐜 ⠀ 、 ⠀ post. ╰・⁂ ⠀ ⋆ ⠀ 𝐨𝐨𝐜 ⠀ 、 ⠀ resource.

[k1ngdingus]

*     unprompted    headcanon:    lasting    effects   of    the    seasons    events      !

prior    to    season    one,    from    childhood    he    was    a    klutz,    known    for    crawling    backwards    instead    of    forwards,    bumbles    bounce    his    mother    would    always    claim    as    she    picked    him    up    &    tried    to    send    him    on    his    proper    way.    though    growing    up    steve    had    gotten    knocked    around    a    bit    between    the    sports    that    he    plays    &    the    forms    of    discipline    that    his    father    chose    for    when    he    was    present    enough    to    give    a    damn.    tommy    &    steve    got    into    plenty    of    scuffles    growing    up    while    building    the    infamous    reputations    that    would    follow    them    through    high    school    &    why    no    one    challenged    the    title    that    was    held    by    ‘ king    of    hawkin’s    high ’    

season    one,    during    the    fight    with    jonthan    he    took    a    pretty    decent    beating,    leaving    him    with    a    broken    nose    while    most    of    the    rest    was    focused    on    the    left    side    of    his    face,    resulting    in    a    light    concussion    from    a    thump    hard    enough    that    caused    some    much    needed    self    reflection.    

season    two,    his    fight    with    billy    was    more    severe    than    jon’s    in    terms    of    brutality    of    punches    considering    the    intent    of    malice,    along    with    a    porcelain    plate    broken    across    his    head.    he    suffered    a    more    intense    concussion    that    year,    along    with    some    cracked    ribs    that    he    deemed    worthy    of    nothing    more    than    a    bag    of    freezer    burned    peas    &    some    ibuprofen    stole    from    the    medicine    cabinet.        

season    three,    the    russian’s    interrogation    techniques    were    the    most    damaging    of    the    bunch,    their    focus    once    again    being    on    the    left    side    of    his    features.    a    fractured    orbital    bone,    a    notable    concussion,    a    couple    broken    ribs    &    an    intense    desire    to    never    scoop    ice    cream    again    for    the    rest    of    his    life.    he    then    aggravated    any    existing    injuries    with    crashing    the    toddfather    full    speed    into    billy    while    almost    crushing    jonthan    &    nancy    &    the    kids.    robin    dragged    him    to    the    hospital    despite    all    protests    &    it    resulted    in    an    overnight    stay    until    he    convinced    her    to    sign    him    out    &    go    home    to    his    parentless    house    (   the    whole    ride    was    filled    with    her    telling    him    in    detail    what    a    dingus    he    was    )

season    four    (    present    timeline    ),    his    injuries    healed    with    little    difficulty    once    returning    from    the    upside    down,    he    was    left    with    some    mangled    scars    from    the    demobat    bites    on    each    of    his    sides    as    well    as    scars    on    his    back    /    arms    from    being    dragged    across    the    pavement        (    robin    made    sure    to    keep    track    of    any    signs    of    potential    rabies    )    along    with    a    fading    scar    wrapped    around    his    neck.    due    to    the    years    of    various    head    injuries    he    does    suffer    from    migraines    &    has    a    sensitivity    to    light,    &    sometimes    a    ringing    in    his    ears    (    not    something    he    broadcasts    or    often    brings    up;    also    more    likely    to    blame    lack    of    sleep    /    tiredness    ).    he    does    struggle    to    maintain    focus    on    certain    tasks    for    long    periods    of    time    which    is    a    symptom    of    his    post    concussion    (    but    also    has    to    do    with    undiagnosed    adhd    ).        shows    some    signs    of    ptsd    which    often    overlap    the    symptoms    of    concussions,    most    prevalent    being    nightmares    /    night    terrors.

[prismanica]

i. post tags.

𝐢𝐜. tomorrow is a twinkle，today is a shining promise.

𝐱𝐨. out of character.

𝐩𝐬𝐚. i don't have dark thoughts，i have light ones.

𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬. into battle with hearts aglow.

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬. the sun is shining，we should too.

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. we're in this together !

𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲. hope you like rainbows !

𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐞. home is where the spark is.

[manianity]

@adventurousmaids asked: "You are stronger than you think." (From my OC Chardonnay, because I'm excited about her having siblings okay?) / prompt.

" you and i have a VERY different definition of 'strong', then. " raising an unimpressed eyebrow, elodie flexes her thin arms: the lack of visible muscular mass seems to prove her point. " and if you mean ━ this. " she taps her forehead twice, hinting at the source of her demigod powers. " not really, no. still need dad's help for it, so ... " she deflates, sinking even deeper in one of the armchairs their cabin provides. being able to walk around the place without driving fellow campers mad by accident does feel like a little victory, though her journey of healing through music therapy has just begun.

[revearies]

one thing imra struggles with a lot is trust. she doesn't show it very often, and she honestly doesn't even want other people to know, but it's something she's had to deal with ever since she first came to earth.

generally, most people don't trust telepaths because they are intimidated by them, fearing that their deepest darkest fears aren't safe. ( after all, in their minds, telepaths constantly invade their minds without asking permission. just prying and taking all the information they need. there isn't any privacy around them. your thoughts are never your own. ) it's the major reason why people are so cautious around telepaths, why they tend to avoid them as best as possible. simply out of fear of what might happen to their mind.

while, in a way, it's actually very much what she expected to happen upon her arrival on earth ( and she sort of gets used to it after a while ... to an extent ) it's so very different from what she's used to. on titan, people know how telepathy works. they don't fear someone invading their thoughts. on earth, though, imra has to work hard to earn someone's trust despite multiple promises not to use her powers on them without permission. there's always that small part in people that have prejudices against her and her kind. no matter what they do or say to prove themselves, they rarely ever fully trust a telepath.

[manianity]

@anthcs / liked.

her cheeks are round, full of strawberries that definitely shouldn't be or fit in her mouth. elodie is caught red handed, despite putting her best efforts to sneak her way around the fields, and all she has to say about it is ━

" oh, c'mon ! nobody's gonna miss two or three of these. " her tone gets defensive as she waves her hand and, by extension, one of the little red fruits the teen ... borrowed from the hardworking satyrs.

[manianity]

@rcdiostcrs asked: “ why should i trust you? ” + hailey / prompt.

the question earns a snort. " well, okay ━ i suppose it's fair to ask me that. " guilty as charged, elodie playfully raises her hands to admit defeat. it sounds like her reputation precedes her : lying - acting, really - feels as natural as breathing when your father's portfolio includes theatre in his domains. pretending is easy, showing genuine concern about hailey's lack of trust is not. the young demigod hums, tapping her chin as she seeks a proper answer in the depths of her mind.

" how about this: you've never bothered me, so i don't see why i should lie to you. "

[manianity]

@mvndrvke (& nico) / liked.

" ugh, man. sorry for ... this. " elodie gestures at her face. " ━ well, no. not really sorry. your face was priceless. " it's a snort, in fact, that follows her flimsy apology. black goo slowly dripping from someone's nose is bound to spark some sort of reaction. fear, worry, confusion or bewilderment; she cherishes and relishes them all. " well, what i'm trying to say is that this is normal. yucky, gross and super disgusting but normal for someone with my condition. "

[manianity]

@lightningstruck / 🍷.

" hey! so, totally normal and random question to ask ━ but how good are you with your zap powers? like, for example, can someone use the electricity you produce to, i dunno, recharge a device? " behind her back, elodie is hiding her beloved gameboy; the ideal digital companion whenever a wave of boredom hits you out of nowhere.

[manianity]

anon asked: What is your relationship with the other children of Dionysus like?

" it's ... hard to label, really. " a sigh. " first of all, thank gods there aren't many of us. if i had to share a cabin with, i dunno, fifteen or more moody teenagers or young adults? i think i'd prefer my chances out there, y'know. " eyebrows shooting up, a snort escapes elodie's lips.

" over all? they're cool. i mean, the ones i met anyway. " she shrugs. " i suppose it's hard to relate to them since they're all much older than me. sometimes i feel like they don't enjoy having me around? who would want the random thirteen years old around ━ i get it. although, it's nice that they're adults. adults don't need their parents, right? so i get to have the old man all to myself, heh. " flawed logic, but don't tell her.