#delight : main verse.

[deermouth]

guilty as charged (but like, AFFECTIONATELY, I PROMISE!!!!)

[starsweepers]

@storybounded

              “I WOULD LOOOOOOVE to help, and i definitely will.  but, uhm.  as you may have noticed.  some of your mane is snakes.  i just would like assurance that they won’t, uh… BITE me…  but otherwise i’m totes good to give your normal mane a trim.  easy peasy.  i mean.  m o s t l y.”

[gas-stxtion]

@sliding-into-space said: The doors to the gas station open and a young boy in a red hoodie calmly walks in and disappears down one of the aisles. About two minutes later he appears with a green slushie the color of radioactive slime and a huge armload of snacks that he dumps on the counter. "I've never seen a place with so many rare snack foods." He grins up at the worker, his face now clearly giving away his robotic nature. "You got a favorite?" He asked, rocking on his feet as he looked around, his eyes letting out a soft glow of light.

(to Jack in Main verse!! HAVE A BORG CHILD ON A SNACK RUN >:) )

It’s around the middle of the afternoon, about halfway through Jack’s shift, and today has been going pretty well, at least for the most part. He’s had a few rude customers, but no one’s raised their voice and no one’s pulled a weapon on him, so he is tentatively counting today as a success, all things considered.

The only real damper on his mood so far is the fact that the new part-timer, a nervous girl named Allison, hasn’t come in to work today. It’s not anything unusual, all things considered, but Jack isn’t exactly looking forward to taking over the rest of her shift until Jerry can come in this evening. Maybe he’ll try to call her later, make sure she’s okay.

By the time the boy comes in, a little after 3:45, Jack has settled in to read the new book he picked up the other day (a riveting post-apocalyptic thriller about a vampire hunter). He hasn’t had a customer in a little over an hour, and he’s already cleaned and straightened up the store as much as he can right now. Right now, he’s mainly focused on keeping himself entertained.

Eventually, the door chimes to announce the arrival of a new customer, and Jack lifts his head to greet them. Then, he pauses, blinking in surprise, as a young boy in a red hoodie calmly walks inside.

Even at a glance as he watches the boy walk down the aisles, there’s something clearly not human about him. He can’t tell what it is right away, but the boy isn’t making any effort to hide it. More importantly, though, the boy very clearly is alone, with no adults to be seen.

Should I call someone? Jack wonders. The kid doesn’t seem to be in any distress, so he doesn’t think he necessarily has to, but it’s not good for a kid to wander around alone, right? Jack needs to be the responsible adult here, right? Shit.

Soon enough, the boy approaches the counter, arms full of snacks and a green slushie, a wide grin on his face. Yep, this kid definitely isn’t human. Jack is a little surprised that the boy isn’t trying to hide it or anything, but... well, okay, maybe the kid’s just a really good cosplayer, and regardless he isn’t causing trouble.

So, instead of pointing out the obvious, Jack smiles hesitantly back at the kid as he sets his book aside. “Oh, yeah, we’ve got some interesting ones,” he agrees with a snort. “We’re not exactly the biggest store out there, but we’re located close enough to the highway that the owners try to make sure we’re stocked with at least some exciting snacks.” When he looks back at the boy, he realizes the kid’s eyes are glowing.

Okay. Probably not a cosplayer. Alright.

Well, whatever’s happening here, Jack knows better than to pry into a stranger’s business.

So, instead of saying anything, Jack hums thoughtfully. “Y’know,” he says, “I’m not sure if I do. I mean, I’ve tried a lot of the snacks here, but I don’t know if I have a favorite, per se.” He starts to ring up the snacks, then, looking them over as he does. The kid did grab some good ones, and in a pretty wide selection--Jack nods unconsciously in approval. “What about you? You got a favorite?”

[avataroftheswarm]

@threadsandwings from here

No one who took a nap around Zazie was safe and it was a shame she hadn't yet learned that. But it just meant that they still had another target for their annoying little pranks when Legato was onto them and the rest of Knives' people were such bores.

They're expecting to be yelled at, scolded, or even just ignored. They don't expect the little noises and shaking shoulders and blink for a few seconds before they realize that she's laughing. She's actually sitting there giggling at their little prank! Their confused expression shifts to a bright, delighted grin and they giggle in turn, practically skipping over as she puts the eyes back on and shakes her head.

"They're fun! I keep finding new places to put them and annoying people!" The swarm reaches under their shirt and pulls out a handful of the things, shaking them in their hand. Then their grin turns sly and they lean in a little.

"I even put some on some of the Plant containers. I wonder how long it will take Conrad or Knives to notice?"

[illuminatedgod]

( 🐮 ) ― tag dump! ; list of 'em under the cut!

IC:/OOC/General

IC

( 🐮 ) ― the unknown beckons : IC.

OOC ( 🐮 ) ― in light of your bond! : OOC.

Art/Aesthetics/Musings/Headcanons ( 🐮 ) ― Curious about me are you? Delightful. : Visage ( 🐮 ) ― Curious about me are you? Delightful. : Aesthetic ( 🐮 ) ― Curious about me are you? Delightful. : Musings ( 🐮 ) ― Curious about me are you? Delightful. : Headcanons

Ask memes/dash memes ( 🐮 ) ― Could we not speak? : OOC . Ask Memes ( 🐮 ) ― Could we not speak? : IC . Dash Memes

Crack ( 🐮 ) ― I take pride in that—but it can be confusing. : Crack

Starter Calls ( 🐮 ) ― This path must open! : Starter Call.

Answered Asks ( 🐮 ) ― Which path to take : answered.

Promos

( 🐮 ) ― I imagine each world connected to all others... : Promos.

Verses:

Main Verse ( 🐮 ) ― Opening the Way : Main Verse.

NY Verse ( 🐮 ) ― Gods Renewed! : NY Verse.

Character Specific:

Embla / @enclosedgod

( 🐮 ) ― Goddess of Bindings : Truly - from the bottom of my heart.

[respondedinkind]

👀

Send 👀 to find out how much my muse would like to _____ yours || accepting

Get to know: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please! | ALWAYS! Befriend: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please! | ALWAYS! Date: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please! | ALWAYS! Make love with: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please! | ALWAYS! Hook up with: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please! | ALWAYS! Protect: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please! | ALWAYS! Help: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please! | ALWAYS! Stop: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please! | ALWAYS! Kill: NEVER! | I'd rather not | Convince me! | Sure why not? | Yes please! | ALWAYS!

[dcnt-preach]

"Clean yourself up, you're getting blood all over the place."

&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬. ( accepting — 2/3 ) 🍒

“ It's just a little blood , Oz , it's not gonna hurt anything. ” she reached out to draw an ' X ' on his sleeve with the quickly drying blood from the fallen . “ just vinegar to rub it out - what's the point anyways if I'm going to go back to another turf war in a bit ? Its literally a waste of time . ”

[hauntedurge]

"Baaa." Wild magic. You know how it goes. Sometimes you're trying to do some mundane healing magic on yourself and you turn into a sheep. It's whatever. "Baaa — BAAA!!!!!"

[aetrnalis]

[menzoberras-archive]

tag dump.

[ruiduscreated]

tags - (i will forget some for sure)

🔴🌙  *  /   photos   /   pretending to be myself.

🔴🌙  *  /   threads   /   watch the world from the sidelines.

🔴🌙  *  /  meta   /   never feel too good in crowds with folks around.

🔴🌙  *  /   inbox   /     broken glass saw the blood run from my veins.

🔴🌙  *  /   ooc   /     taylor swift lyric bot.

🔴🌙  *  /   self promo   /     its hard for me to go home to be so lonely.

🔴🌙  *  /   promos   /     never split the party.

🔴🌙  *  /   memes   /     you could call me lady or you could call me something else like that.

🔴🌙  *  /   wishlist   /     violent delights.

🔴🌙  *  /   headcanons   /     lullabies dont comfort me.

🔴🌙   *  /   wishlist   /       everyone else is just noise.

🔴🌙  *  /   powers   /     all this running around. i cant fight it much longer.

🔴🌙 *  /   abilities   /     i feel the chemicals kicking in.

🔴🌙 *  /   isms   /     sad cowboy lesbian music.

🔴🌙 *  /   aesthetics   /     know its for the better.

🔴🌙 *  /   crack   /     lesbian request denied.

verses -

🔴🌙  *  /   verse   /   main. 

ships -

🔴🌙  *  /   imogen & laudna   /   no grave can hold my body down ill crawl home to her

[rebelquilled]

irelia leans downward behind the vastayan, lips melting into a smile as she whispers into her ear, "boo." (kylie!!)

SHE HAD BEEN WELL AWARE of the other's presence... still, hand was raised to press upon the breast, feigning shock at the word that tickled amongst feathers. xayah's head canted enough to allow herself to spy upon companion, her golden depth gaze narrowing in teasing accusation. "wow, you TERRIFIED me." the words fell with complete lack of emotion, but followed by coy laughter. "and where have you been? i was worried someone else got to kill you before i could."

YUGEN YUGEN YUGEN HAI HAI !!! 🥺 my writing muse is a struggling so don't mind the rust, life been busy so working to get back into things, but i had to come respond to this, xayah and i have missed you and irelia MUWAH. i hope you've been doing all right and taking care of yourself !!!

@defyances

[viperfangs]

tag dump.

[seaofspirits]

RIVER TAGS.

holy hands‚ will they make me a sinner? ⸺ ic / river. ✧ ˎˊ- we'll be building palaces in purgatory. ⸺ likeness / river. ✧ ˎˊ- look me in my eyes‚ tell me everything's not fine. ⸺ musings / river. ✧ ˎˊ- i'll be your puppeteer on this delightful little detour. ⸺ headcanons / river. ✧ ˎˊ- i'll be back when you least expect it. ⸺ main verse / river. ✧ ˎˊ-

[fatedevour]

♢  —    @bogachs​​​​​​​​ asked: ❛   THROTTLE .   aggressively  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . // ❛   CHOKE .   intimately  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . (from pantalone, its a mix of both with them anyway gbthj)

SOME MEME I LOST...whoops

  A low RUMBLE of laughter resonates from the depths of The Doctor’s chest as he feels Pantalone lunge for his throat. Either luck was not on his side, or someone had moved stuff around in his lab, enough that it’d ended with Dottore sprawled on his lab floor when he’d attempted to step away. (He wouldn’t put it past that bratty segment Beta to have done moved stuff after their argument last night.)  It seemed Pantalone was taking FULL ADVANTAGE of the opportunity.

   Defiant red eyes were half lidded, peering up at the sight of Pantalone over him with nothing short of a WOLFISH stare. Pantalone might be TYPICALLY harder to read, but there were certain surefire ways to provoke reactions. Especially with funding. Pantalone looked absolutely FURIOUS and it did nothing short of ENCOURAGE and THRILL Dottore. Even with hands around his throat he was still grinning like a MADMAN. He could feel the hands squeezing with just the right amount of pressure to be FELT but not with the strength Dottore knew he COULD do. If Dottore really needed to, throwing Pantalone off him would be an EASY feat and they both knew it.

   “  How BOLD. Are you trying to PUNISH me, or FLIRT with me?  “  Dottore inquires with a raspy snicker. He could feel the effects creeping in now; the slight burn of his lungs, the lightheadness rolling in like a fog, the sounds of the lab growing more muffled. He’s rather confident his comment will only FUEL the anger twisting in Pantalone. Anyone more sane would be panicking, especially the longer it went on. But the line between genius and insanity was often a THIN one to the common person, one Dottore would willfully walk with unwavering conviction (although he was NO MADMAN).

  If anything, the lack of oxygen was only making it more fun, Dottore absently notes somewhere inbetween his hands resting on Pantalone’s thighs and his comment of hating to get the objectives misunderstood. (He couldn’t care less.) There was something BEAUTIFUL in the violence and anger directed at him. Eyes burning like volcanic fire and curtained by divine void of darkness from how the hair fell around his face. This he could handle, THIS he knew how to work with. 

  But enough was enough. He LET Pantalone have his fun long enough. It didn’t take much strength at all to break Pantalone’s hold on his throat as he flipped them over. The effects of the sudden rush of oxygen were dizzying in a rather DELIGHTFUL manner, but it didn’t disorient him enough to not catch fine wrists and pin them down on the cool flooring before Pantalone could decide to start choking him again. (Or worse, clawing.)  “  Now now, have some faith in me. I promise your PRECIOUS funds weren’t wasted. You know I don’t waste them on pointless trinkets unlike some others. “  He clicks his tongue chastisingly at Pantalone.  “  As FUN as it was,  It seems someone needs a LESSON on proper lab etiquette. " 

[dcnt-preach]

"Cherri! Glad to see you're back baby girl." Ozzie walked around her, using his hand to brush her hair from behind. "Where have you been?"

Cherri nearly jolted out of her skin at his sudden appearance, “ Splattered over a wall, yeah, don't mix C4 and nuclear exhaust.... Was big ol’ tailfeathers worried about me? ”