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[victusinveritas]

Nice people make the best Nazis. Be mean, be tough, have a fascist tooth/skull collection.

[theautumnpicker]

@mystraguideme

It's his, by any rights. They'd taken an awfully long detour to find the book in the first place, and then it had been Astarion himself who had been sent to collect it, to carefully sever the connection between the pressure plate and the statues around it. Yet for all his effort— not to mention his very polite request— it was Gale who was rewarded with the treasure. And for what? It's undoubtedly just another bauble to him, the ravenous, power-mad fool.

Not that Astarion can really fault his ambition.

Of course, he showed no outward sign of his irritation. That wouldn't win him any points with their leader. Besides, he still had options. He meant to wait until they were at camp and swipe the thing while the others were eating. He even pitched his tent next to Gale's that night, watching the wizard closely as he set up all his worldly goods. Yet Gale seemed to keep the book with him, as if it were a bit of light reading he wanted to settle down with on a full belly.

So, giving up on his first plan, Asterion joined the group at supper after all, smiling and joking to disguise his poor appetite for the sort of food they have to offer. He went to bed directly afterwards, but he can't sleep, whether or not he wants to. Thoughts of the book invade his mind, almost calling out to him with the power it has to offer him. There has to be something in the pages of that tome that he can use against Cazador, or even just use for himself. Something to make his condition permanent, beyond the grace of these damned tadpoles that everyone else seems in such a rush to remove. He imagines returning home to his old master, telling him what he'd discovered and promising to share the secret— for surely even Cazador would envy his power now— only to watch him burn and writhe in the sun.

That does it. He is getting that damned book.

Astarion sits up and raises the flap of his tent, peering out and seeing to his satisfaction that all the others are asleep, or at the very least in their little beds, oblivious to all the world. He half crawls outside, keeping low to the ground in a prowl, as he steals over to Gale's tent and listens outside, ceasing to breathe as he listens for the sounds of the wizard's own breathing inside. He feels hungry suddenly, but whether he hungers for the knowledge close at hand or for the blood he can smell under Gale's skin as he stalks his quarry is hard to say.

The hunger makes him impatient. Astarion doesn't wait until he can hear that breathing slow, until he's sure Gale is fast asleep. Instead, he enters quickly and quietly, not even looking at the wizard at first as he scans the entirety of his surroundings in rapid search for his heart's desire. Even if the book remains on Gale's person now, Astarion fully intends to take it for his own.

[blonndiec]

Viktor Nikiforov was terrible at being alone.

That’s why he’d followed Yuuri halfway across the world once.

But now, with Yuuri in Japan again: “just for a while,” he said.

Viktor didn’t chase.

He waited.

And waited.

*look for the rest in the reblogs*

[nonlethal-au]

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Non-Lethal AU (abbreviated: NOL)

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[loki-child-of-frigga]

@missmargomuse616

"The breaks not working!" A fearful shout followed by a scream as headlights illuminated the inside of the car.

Instinct more than intent guided Loki's movements as he surged across the space between them. He barely registered the breaking of seatbelts as he moved from his own seat while pulling her from hers.

Metal crunched and screamed as he curled his body around her, taking the brunt of the impact on his back as he shielded her with his body. A soft grunt passed his lips at the moment of impact but nothing more as everything stilled as if the world held its breath in the wake of the accident.

Loki didn't move, not yet, as he kept Margo protectively sheltered in his arms, his seidr visibly protecting anything his body hadn't been able to cover.

[missmargomuse616]

Lies a hidden truth || Closed thread

Margo suddenly felt a since of dajvu while being here at the same spot as she met Luke days ago. Ever since she left their apartment that day thinking of how kind they seem to be and how welcomed they were. Her fun night out with Luka was still on her mind. The whole incident with a certain guy also kept creeping up. For some reason when driving here today she could of swore someone was following her but it was probably just her imagination. All she was focused on now was pulling this off and hopefully she wouldn't chicken out in the last minute.

It was Saturday morning about 11 am and her family and friends were planning on having a get together around 12:30 pm today. It was her dad's birthday so she did plan on giving him a gift that he would like. She also dressed decently and was looking forward to meeting with them. She gave Luke a call earlier to let him know ow where she was and would wait for his arrival to plan this whole fake dating thing out. She had her morning coffee as she looked out the window seeing if he would show up.

@loki-child-of-frigga

[this-is-krikkit]

people introducing victor: this is serial gold medal winner, olympic champion, figure skating God and living legend Victor Nikiforov victor, introducing himself: hi, i'm Yuuri Katsuki's fiancé!!!

[eternal-dessert]

*The three other Beast Children appear in the Sugar Paradise, Prune Juice looking out of breath*

“You guys… need to lose WEIGHT! That teleportation was EXHAUSTING!”

“EXCUSE ME?! Did you just call me fat?!”

“Guys, calm down… we’re here to meet Eternal Sugar’s kid, not fat shame each other”

@beastlychildren

Sugar flies over, smiling at the three children.

”oh? you seem so tired! what brings you all to the paradise?”

[runes-menagerie]

Plotted starter with @mxchineherald

Sky was resting with Viktor within the Arcane, it was exhausting helping to bring back the mind of Vander from within the beast Warwick. She needed to recharge, they both did. Which was why she and Viktor were resting within the Arcane rather than sleeping side by side with her using her body as she often did.

It was peaceful and relaxing. She wouldn't call it sleep but it was restful even with her keeping an eye on the commune. Everything was as calm as could be expected with the Noxians on their doorstep along with Singed. The scientist made her wary and she was glad that Viktor had resisted the temptation and sent the man away.

Then there was a disturbance. She lifted her head and turned her attention to it but didn't leave Viktor's embrace. She didn't have as strong of a connection with the Healed of the commune as Viktor did but it seemed that someone in need of help had arrived. They were being guided here for Healing.

She frowned at that and debated leaving for a moment to use her body to direct the newcomer to a place of rest for the moment since Viktor needed rest. She weighed her opens for too long it seemed since the person was already entering.

Her eyes widened as she recognized the feel of the person. Jayce. He was here and given his reaction to them speaking through Salo, she couldn't be sure what Jayce had planned. Especially since he was continuing to approach the spot where Viktor hovered in meditation. She tried to alert Viktor before reaching for her body just in case.

[the-light-of-truth]

Would calling out be wise..?

Closed starter for @milk-and-trickery and @i-merely-jest

Pure Vanilla wonders if his voice would scare Shadow Milk away, or maybe leave him open to ambush. The ruins of the spire certainly held many hiding places, making it easy for someone to sneak up on him...

With no backup, he might be worse off, but at least the children would be safe. He had insisted they return to the airship to wait for him while he picked through rubble for signs of his counterpart.

They couldn't just leave him, after destroying his home and hurting him so badly. Pure Vanilla had to at least check for signs he had stayed, or he was okay.

Pure Vanilla had since dropped their awakened form, the physical toll of holding it was simply too much to bear for longer than an hour or two.

He steps under a ruined archway decorated with mosaic patterns of blue and black, before something catches his eye.

A doorway, standing rather neatly among heaps of stone.

Odd, and somewhat suspicious, but they decide to take a chance. They approach it. It stands alone, the wall frame around it crumbling, with no other walls around it to form a room. The door itself was shut. Pure Vanilla leans to the side to look past it. More rubble, nothing new.

Still, something about the scene unnerved him.

He tries the handle. Locked. Oh well...

He turns to walk away, when there's a click. As he whips back around, the door swings open to reveal nothing but darkness.Likely a still-standing magic room, they reason. But without Shadow Milk around to sustain it?

They step closer. The door seems to be humming. A peek wouldn't hurt, right?

He pokes his head in, when suddenly he's shoved roughly from behind. He falls, the door slams shut, and he is plunged into darkness.

[thunderingoutlaw]

for @taleswritten — wedding time!

Cid glanced again at the ring on his finger. Gods, he didn't think a man his age could be giddy. Yet here he was, unable to stifle a grin at the delicate flames - gold inlaid into silver - and knowing that Clive's gold band bore angles of silver lightning.

Here he was, about to be married.

It'd been touch-and-go for a bit, after Ultima was finally gone. Many worried nights by Clive's sickbed, until Tarja warned Cid he'd agonize himself into the next cot over. One more miracle of Clive pulling through, one time Cid would readily admit to open weeping out of sheer relief. But for today, all was well. For today, there was no political advising allowed. There'd been only talk of food preparations, decor, and pitching the tents. The weather had even cooperated, important considering this was the best approximation of a normally indoor ceremony.

Cid shifted his weight subtly in dark boots, one bare hand brushing a stray blade of grass from ivory trousers tucked into the tops. Both hands then fidgeted briefly with the high, spread collar of a doublet reaching midway down his thighs; pale slashes contrasted deep purple, tablet weave trimming every outermost hem. The sash across his torso saw an adjustment too, just to double-check the steel brooch wouldn't unpin from the vee of red fabric near his left hip.

Gav peeked in then, asking with a grin if he was ready - and lightly teasing about Cid's nerves when the latter only nodded. His best scout and dear friend pulled back the tent flap to let the afternoon sun in; Jill, meanwhile, would be doing the same at Clive's tent.

Cid stepped out... and almost obeyed the urge to drop to his fucking knees. He was truly about to marry the best and most gorgeous man he'd ever met. He could feel the awed smile on his face as he crossed to stand in front of Otto, facing Clive.

The steward hummed a quiet, warm laugh at his look. Otto then waited for Gav and Jill to take their seats, among the small audience of closest friends and family, before he began. "We gather today in lastin' love, good health, and hard-won freedom, to witness this hearts' bond made manifest. Clive Rosfield, how will you speak your bond?" The typical officiation they'd worked out in the Hideaway's early years, intended to acknowledge the importance of the moment without tying it to any one deity or the now-vanished crystals.

[the-expendable]

@ask-painter

Oh. Oh. It was speaking to her. Again. Despite fight or flight having most certainly kicked in by now, her whole body tense, she slowly turned to face the other. Work together? It would’ve sounded more appealing, if not for the fact of what had happened the last time she chose to trust the other.

“The Crystal?” Why would it want her to avoid the Crystal? Well, then again.. without it, the facility would no doubt be powered down. She wasn’t naive. Urbanshade would use that Crystal, and they’d likely use it to fix the Blacksite.

Eyeing him cautiously, she grit her teeth. “And how do I know that you’re not going to just turn around and kill me the minute it’s convenient for you? Again?”

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||Hang out or a date?||

~~Reserved rp with @within-the-resort ~~

Shinra was silent but he was already holding some bags or so. Today was his day off yet he was still shocked Izumi wanted to hang out today with him. Not that he didn't mind or anything, still shocking to him though.

[sherlokiness]

2013 amazes me. It's so surprising there would be a post explaining how Jon and Sansa would end up together from more than a decade ago. Is Mladen one of the og jonsas perhaps?

Hi, anon! Thanks for the ask.

Reference: This post.

It really is amazing to find that post about Jon and Sansa. I'm pretty sure that's the only one(besides blindestspot also 2013) which verbosely listed rational reasons for why Jon and Sansa could be a couple. You'd be hardpressed to find one bc all the other clues of Jon ending up with a sister are all attributed to jonrya or adjacent - aegony bc of the incest. When the original outline came out in 2017, there were talks about jonrya clues being the leftover from the og timeline like Jaime being King but scrapped. I believe the author has actually switched Jon's endgame to Sansa from Arya from the first book bc of that one line "No, that's Sansa." There are also others like Sam/Sansa being a bastard's lady love and the use of radiant.

I don't think Mladen is a jonsa the way a "shipper" is. They've merely suggested a possibility for the reason George deliberately made Jon and Sansa distant but still fond of each other. Nevertheless, it's still a bit rebellious for Mladen to suggest jonsa endgame when the most prevalent ship during those years was Sansan. It was treated as a "done deal" ship like JaimeXBrienne was. Sansa hate was also rampant so saying she's gonna end up with the "hero" in the book is practically blasphemy.

[loki-child-of-frigga]

Morning Glory || closed

Loki spent most of what remained of that night in her workroom, carefully enchanting a pair of crystals to act as the cores for a new set of clones. She had made such clones before although it had been some years since she didn't need such complex clones often, but if she was going to continue leading two lives at once then there were times when both her forms would need to be seen together and interact. So this was the best option.

She finally finished a few hours before dawn and since Margo still seemed to be sleeping peacefully Loki decided to return to male form while activating the crystal for Luka. It took shape and after a moment shimmered a bit to change clothing into the same clothing Loki had been wearing before shifting. He was now wearing a loose pair of lounge pants and an oversized, long-sleeved t-shirt in green.

That done he and the clone settled into the bed in his bedroom to get as much sleep as possible before he would need to get up to take care of his guest. Even so it would likely be late morning when he woke unless something woke him earlier.

@missmargomuse616

[eternal-dessert]

Well children, welcome to the desert paradise

@thecandiedapple @salted-caramel-cookie @askmoonstonecookie

Sugar takes in the sight of her visitors, smiling.

“Welcome~! How do you all like the view? Is there anything I can have my angels fetch you?”

The beast cookie beams, picking a flower, only to hold out to Moonstone.

“You’ll all be safe here, I promise.”