#VERSE / TBA.

[usagimen]

      "Even I am concerned by the details of such a statement, care to explain more in depth over tea, @achroanimus? I have pastries as well - freshly made"

[shisou]

@dhabibi  :  kisses  him  right  on  the  cheek.

after  experiencing  daily  intense  training  that  developed  his  senses  past  normalcy  all  through  his  life,  it  is  not  far-fetched  to  assume  that  the  assassin  rarely  ever  gets  caught  off  guard.  under  normal  circumstances,  this  is  typically  the  truth,  but  when  emotions  are  involved,  the  opposite  is  true.  the  way  zouin  visibly  freezes  for  a  moment  reveals  more  than  what  mere  words  can  say.  mismatched  eyes  glance  at  kaveh's  face  to  get  a  peek  at  him,  trying  to  gauge  his  mood  through  expression  alone,  before  he  eventually  looks  away,  embarrassment  grabbing  hold  of  him.  “  ..  what  was  that  for  ?  ”

[dynmghts]

@4heart / hi <3 (for south dakota!)

you eye the woman for less than a few seconds, you think. maybe it was longer. either way, you can sense that she's about to say something, and in the bid to speak before she can get a word in- ❛ you kinda look like a bitch. ❜

[lwyrsdghtr]

@forebodes howard.

hamlin hamlin mcgill is not the ideal spot for a teenage girl to spend her time, but jade will take it. she’s made a habit of curling up in a particular spot in the break room while she pours over her school textbooks. you can tell when jade has been there simply by judging how the coffee supply has depleted. sometimes she wanders, making her way down to the mail room or the cornfield, as some employees oh so affectionately call it. most of the employees know she is by now, and she’s become somewhat of a runner for things like coffee and miscellaneous snacks from the vending machines. an afternoon can pass by easily enough like this.

while she’s on her way to drop off some snacks from the vending machine to some of the low level interns, she spots howard making his way down the same corridor. she doesn’t see much of him during work hours, nor chuck for that matter. their the namesakes, the busy ones, people she knows she shouldn’t pester. but a simple greeting wouldn’t be pestering, would it? no, she doesn’t think so.

“ hey mr. hamlin, ” she offers with a grin as she approaches, “ i’m here after school again. want a nutter butter? ”

[aceparagon]

[ @flamesignite || continued from here! ]

❝Central, huh? I can't say that I've ever heard of that place before. Though, admittedly, there's places that I haven't been to yet as part of my job. Speaking of which, I'm Superintendent General Takeda Hikaru, and it's a pleasure to meet you, Colonel. I believe my rank would be the equivalent to a General, if I'm not mistaken.❞

She'll close the gap between them by offering a gloved hand out along with a bright smile accompanying it.

[ototsukai]

no one else could have done what you did.

the  inferiority  complex  inside  him  suddenly  is  flaring  up,  he  knows  where  his  strength  lies.  now  often  he  thinks  of  what  it  would've  been  like  if  he  hadn't  done  the  mission,  what  if  someone  else  who  was  stronger  had  done  it.  would  they  have  suffered  with  the  injuries  he's  suffering  with  or  would  they  have  come  out  mostly  completely  unscathed  ?  the  white  haired  man  shakes  his  head.  “  no  …  ”  he  whispers  out  before  a  sad  smile  pulls  at  his  lips.  “  there  were  others  who  could've  done  what  i  did  …  but  better.  ”  despite  how  he  may  look  to  others,  he  may  look  strong  but  tengen  has  never  felt  like  it.  it's  not  good  that  he  compares  himself  to  others  but  how  could  he  really  not  with  the  position  he's  in  now.

it's  not  anyone  else's  fault  but  his  own  that  he  feels  this  way.  he  tries  to  hide  himself,  tries  to  mask  his  pain  for  others  sake  &  to  not  have  others  give  him  pity.  but  the  pain  is  now  being  so  visible,  he  doesn't  try  anymore.  “  i  appreciate  your  kind  words @lotusgrieved ,  just  having  trouble  believing  them  at  the  moment.  ”

[inflame]

[...]

"oh, you're pretty fucking delicate." pronounced with an air of don't lie --- and a little bit of wickedness, if only in laura's word choice. "i've seen you go into hysterics over a cigarette." / @readbetween

[lifeforms]

"what's going on? do i need to call an underhanded coroner?" / ♡ @pu1itzer

[ratkiing-a]

OPEN STARTER.

"hey !! no, man. no !! when you say shit like that you get me all riled up !! all riled up. i'm literally up to here right now !!"

[akuikami]

the  destruction  hadn’t  yet  settled. shibuya  —  a  once  bustling  city  now  nothing  but  ash  and  death. a  mere  shell  left  behind  by  the  rampage  of  a  King. he  stood , soaking  up  the  feeling  it  gave  him. he’d  escaped  that  prison .  .  . that  brat , his  vessel  was  no  more. he  hadn’t  chased  the  kid  down  nor  had  he  planned  to. not  yet  anyways , in  due  time  he’d  get  the  fight  he  deserved  but  for  now  he  reveled  in  the  feeling  of  pure  bliss. 

he  looks  down  ,  four  arms  as  strong  as  ever. there  wasn’t  a  thing  he  couldn’t  do  now  that  he  was  in  his  rightful  body. the  preparations  uraume  had  made  gone  to  waste  now  as  he’d  taken  matters  into  his  own  hands. normally  he  was  a  bit  more  patient  but  there  was  someone  out  there  who  needed  him .  .  . needed  him  when  he  wasn't  locked  away. he  knew  he  was  superior , he  knew  he’d  thrive  without  anyone  but  his  soul  hadn’t  been  complete  since  he  lost  his  love. 

sukuna  wasn’t  someone  who  fell  in  love  nor  was  he  someone  who  cared  for  anything  other  than  himself. yet he’d  been  vulnerable  while  he  was  still  human  and  yet  he  considered  his  marriage  to  be  his  greatest  accomplishment  in  life. nothing  mattered  to  him  more  than  that. and  now  .  .  .  he  turned  when  footsteps  were  heard. he  could  feel  the  ache  in  his  soul , the  need  to  move  closer  and  the  desire  to  feel  him  again. 

“  my  dearest  love .  .  .  ”  the  king  stood  tall  as  he  looked  down. no  one  was  around  to  see  sukuna  as  he  dropped  to  one  knee  before  @fjaorhamr. not  once  would  sukuna  ever  be  caught  doing  such  a  thing  yet  this  man  had  a  piece  of  his  heart. no amount of time could change that. he  reaches  out  and  runs  a  hand  through  the  long  hair , pulling  out  the  tie  in  the  process.  “  you’re  as  beautiful  as  the  day  i  lost  you.  ”

[hiiraethus]

❛  i used to believe in forever but forever’s too good to be true.  ❜ [ have some more angst kekeke ] @humanremained​​

winnie the pooh sentence starters. // accepting

Elvóthien heaved a sigh as she settled more into the couch in Adam’s office. It certainly wasn’t uncommon for them to take their lunch together, but it had become even more frequent following his amicable split with Megan. She didn’t mind, especially if it meant she could provide any sort of comfort or support for her friend. He would have done the same were their roles reversed.

Their conversation had been idle, pinballing from one random topic to another; from work, to weekend plans, to Kubrick, and anything and everything in between. Elvóthien had observed that he seemed broodier than usual, but she didn’t think much of it and attributed it to his current situation. The cards he had been dealt were certainly less than ideal.

Slender arms crossed over her chest as Adam spoke. Of course that was on his mind. She didn’t blame him. The poor man had quite enough to sort through, that was for sure.

❝ Now, you know that’s not true.❞ Jade hues lifted to those of blue, and ever so did her head tilt to one side, curls cascading down one shoulder with the movement. ❝ You’re going through a lot right now, and... I know it’s hard. It’s going to be for quite some time, but that doesn’t mean that there’s not light at the end of the tunnel.❞

Shoulders animated in a light shrug. ❝ Besides, who’s not to say that you won’t patch things up down the road? Maybe a brief break was the best thing for the both of you right now. I know that you’re both under tremendous stress -- Megan especially with Mr. Sarif’s high expectations, and I know it hasn’t been easy for you with Pritchard breathing down your neck every second you’re here.❞ She didn’t have the heart to say it, but maybe the breakup was a good thing. He deserved better.

❝ What I mean to say is... Things won’t always be so bad, Adam. Keep your head up, keep doing good work. Things will get better.❞

[syphn]

“ it’s not your fault , you know. ” isamu’s voice was soft, his fingers threading gently through logan’s dark hair. he stood before him, chest exposed, the jagged scar across his skin shown to the one person he couldn’t bear to hide from. sooner or later, he would have seen it — seen the mark of what had happened that night.

the memory was seared into isamu’s mind : the way logan had looked at him, eyes blazing with anger and pain. the metal claws had sliced through his chest, leaving behind more than just a physical wound. it had been unbearable, seeing the man he loved in such a rage, not knowing what was going on in his mind. but even now, with the evidence laid bare, he couldn’t let logan carry that guilt.

“  please. you  can’t  blame  yourself  for  this.  ” / @thewulverine

[vesselmade-a]

satoru won’t lie : part of his gift would’ve only been possible thanks to nanami’s cooperation, somewhat surprised he’d entertain the more… spontaneous sort of ideas, even though a surprise party wasn’t all that unheard of for a child yūji’s age. still, it’d have to wait until evening ⸻ among the inevitable abundance of toys & sweets already prepared for him, six-eyes decides to offer him his own present in the meantime.

it’s far from extravagant or conventional, its value hardly likely to be properly grasped by the boy that’s still too young [ … ] but he’s quick to catch up on his knowledge of curses even outside of an environment that swarms with them. a talisman from one of his trips overseas, the most potent one in his arsenal to boot, tinkered with by none other than gojō himself to further strengthen its ability to keep even the most harmless of curses at bay. for the rare occasions he may not be around. sitting the boy down on one of his thighs, satoru makes quick work of tying it around the kid’s wrist & gives his hair a ruffle. “ ice cream & a movie of your choice? ...dad’s treat, of course ! ”

the  boy  had  been  brimming  with  excitement  all  week , eagerly  anticipating  the  20th  of  march — his  birthday. it  was  a  day  he  looked  forward  to  every  year , much  like  any  other  kid. while  gifts  held  little  allure  compared  to  the  cherished  moments  spent  with  his  dad  and  the  indulgence  in  sweets , he  relished  the  simple  joys  of  being  surrounded  by  loved  ones. despite  having  almost  everything  he  wanted , nothing  compared  to  having  his  father  by  his  side. he  was  a  modest  child , content  with  little , despite  his  abundance.

as  he  glanced  at  his  wrist , a  wide  smile  painted  across  his  face , his  eyes  sparkled  with  excitement. "  thanks , dad !  "  small  arms  wrapped  tightly  around  his  guardian's  neck , holding  on  with  a grip  stronger  than  intended , as  if  unwilling  to  let  go. yuji  believed  that  this  embrace  was  the  best  gift  he  could  receive  on  his  birthday. at  the  end  of  the  day , yuji  deemed  this  simple  moment  as  the  pinnacle  of  his  birthday  celebrations. with  boundless  energy , he  leaped  up , unable  to  contain  his  excitement , tugging  on  satoru's  sleeve. "  ice  cream  and  a  movie ?  "  he  practically  squealed , already  poised  to  dart  out  the  door  before  even  changing  into  something  new. "  this  is  already  the  best  birthday  ever !  " without a doubt this was something he said each and every year.

[inflame]

re: yellowjackets au.

there's already a lot in yj that's influenced by tp / just laura herself! for the most part, it's not very deep --- so this isn't that kind of post --- but i do want to point some of it out for people who haven't seen peaks, because i think it goes a ways to show how easy it is to just throw her in there.

so.

character tribute 1: laura [palmer; sheryl] lee. christian but not in That Way. the episode about laura lee's flight/sacrifice was originally titled 'fire walk with me' after the 1992 film about laura's, so i know for SURE that those parallels were not accidental.

character tribute 2: van. this one's really kind of just 'she's gay and they have the same surname, and every time a girl in horror has the name palmer it's for the same reason' but they'd get along really well. so she gets a mention, anyway.

lottie's powers, if you believe they're powers, are pretty much the same as laura's. the thing is, though, that laura's are tied to a specific group of Beings that i don't especially care to drag into this (even though they live in the pnw, which funnily Is Where They Are). i imagine she'd be able to be useful in surprising ways, though, she's bad to have dreams / premonitions about her own situations. if she tells you you should look over there for food, etc., you should probably do it.

(she is more likely to just go after it herself, though. she definitely isn't going to broadcast That Shit.)

the mall/mirror universe (ft. misty's dreamscape) is all From Peaks. misty's dreamscape is an actual set from peaks --- it's the black lodge/red room/basically the spirit house (where laura 'lives' after she dies, and one of the places she visits in her dreams beforehand). there's a lot of interesting stuff to get in here in the sci-fi of it all, BUT i don't know how much farther they'll take the concept of tulpas/doppelgangers, so i will not. do that.

about actually throwing her in there:

she actually knows a lot about #survival and i would imagine that's true even if she's been stranded in jersey for some ungodly reason, though she might not have so much hands-on experience. i always say laura was a boy scout and i kind of really mean it.

if there's something that may or may not need doing, and half the group is like "hell, no, i don't have a death wish", laura will be in the other half. every time. i'd say she'd be king of the other half, but that spot is already taken. so thanks for taking that off our hands, tai.

they're kids here so it's not like she's running around with EMT certification or whatever, but she will be at least as knowledgable as misty and has probably had more practice, as she is pretty used to being responsible for children. and i hope. misty is not.

i don't really have thoughts about her surviving or not; i kind of assume that if this takes off and i'm doing a lot of development with other survivors, she will, and if not, it's anybody's guess. but i just really am amused by the Very Real Thought that she at least wouldn't be one of the first to die. which is, like, nice for her. once.

and it's kind of... well. obviously not a vacation. but she would be at all times very aware that she dodged a bullet by not being home / from her abusers assuming she's dead. so i think she'd be able to be present in a way she usually isn't, especially when she's [gestures vaguely] that age.

she has tarot cards. sorry to all of you.

[ratkiing-a]

OPEN.

"would you still like me if i was a worm ??"

[bucketkicked]

@grandgrief from here!

“You’re telling me I should’ve left ‘em all alone? I was just doing what was right.”

Tony, or Knockout, as her vigilantism made her dub herself, furrows her brows. Tension melted into confusion at the sound of her own voice echoing back at her, even if it was one word, it was enough to have her stomach drop. "My deal? What's YOUR deal?!" She's defensive, fists clenching. "I'm getting criminals that nobody else seems to touch. You working with them or something?"

Eyes narrow as he stares him down. "I'm not sure I wanna tell you who I am. Not when you can use my voice like that. What the hell is this?"