#ncmesiis

[woedwolf-a]

so  since  i’m  making  absolutely  no  progress  in  writing  because  of  needing  to  answer  the  birthday  asks  from  yesterday,  this  is  a  general  post  to  the  last  of  them  instead  of  individual  answers.  i  was  sent  an  overwhelming  amount  of  them  &  i  truly  need  all  of  you  to  understand   just  how  much   that  means  to  me.  me,  someone  who  usually  feels  isolated  or  alone  in  this  world,  receiving  so  much  love  on  a  day  i  dreaded.  it  literally  means  so  much.  i  cried  &  had  to  turn  my  asks  off  in  the   best  way  possible!  you’re  all  so  kind  &  honestly,  i  don’t  know  what  i  did  to  deserve  you,  but  i’m  glad  i  did!

@APOCALYPSEDETERRENT      ⁄      @LCDGERBLED      ⁄      @SECONDCHAIRCELLIST      ⁄      @ARTIFEXED      ⁄      @OFGRIEF      ⁄      @STUHRK      ⁄      @DEADGCRL      ⁄      @NCMESIIS      ⁄      @SRGTJBRNS      ⁄      @THEWONDERINGSORCERESS      ⁄      @DARKENEDHEARTS      ⁄      @RELISHINGVAMPIRISM      ⁄      @ANXIETYWON      ⁄      @SOUTHSIDELOVER      ⁄      @ILOVEARROWS   (  fitz,  you  dumb  bitch  )      ⁄      @KILLEDINSTEAD

[tocxmply-archive]

“it’s been a tough few days. how are you holding up?” post-trauma sentence starters (not accepting) // @ncmesiis​​

          this, right here, has to be the understatement of the century --- and he would laugh, if only he had the energy [and mirth, optimism, hope] left in him. Ellie looks like she’s gone back and forth through Hell at least five times, much as he does himself... much as they all do, the ones who are yet left alive; is it truly the worst outcome for PRISONERS OF WAR, to be killed? especially when we’re talking about HYDRA? some questions are likely best left unanswered, the young sergeant has come to realize, after the first weeks of captivity.

‘ peachy. ‘

          you can cut the sarcasm with a knife, really, but James offers the best smile he can presently muster. funny, how they’ve led such different lives yet the heavens above saw fit to toss them both into a now same fate... locked up in this cell like animals, after long and long hours of working the assembly line; just the dull, painful, humiliating routine of every day so far --- though something tells him they have nothing to complain about. not when the ones who get picked, every now and then, by the creepy doctor, end up never returning.

‘ did they feed you today? ‘

[pcsitivibee]

positivity for ncmesiis : shout out to @ncmesiis / elisabeth for their wonderful OC and all the thought she’s put into this character and the growth she’s put into her muse. and the mum is incredibly nice.

[rgerscap]

A    QUICK    GLANCE    TO    THE    TELEVISION    COMMERCIAL    WARRANTS    A    FROWN ,              he’s    grateful    for    the    advances    in    tech ,    but    boy    was    adjusting    a    task .             ❛    how    can    they    justify    one    thousand    bucks    for    one    of    those ?  ❜            

             @ncmesiis​​        .           sc

[galaeus]

halloween starters! / @ncmesiis​

        “--------how come your pumpkin looks like shit and mine looks like picasso incarnate?” dropping her knife to the table, echo leans back with a shrug. “i’m just sayin’ the truth, el.”

[honeyglaze-archived]

GAZALA B. RECEIVED AN ASK   /   ↺ @ncmesiis​ , MEME. ❝ You can have me any way you want me baby. ❞

❛  IS THAT SO?  ❜    VOICE IS HUSHED AGAINST A MILKY SHOULDER, A PLAYFUL BITE as loving hands begin to roam, savoring every curve -- the very feel of her body beneath her touch... that alone could bring a thrill, how PERFECT she felt beneath her fingertips. she ascends, a few fleeting kisses pressed to her back, fingertips dancing down her sides ‘til plush and tender hips are cradled against her palm, her own hips settling behind her, the cool touch of silicone grazing against the arousal hidden betwixt ivory thighs. head dips, honeyed lips teasing the arch of ellie’s ear, a careful thrust of her hips gliding the length of the toy along lover’s entrance.    ❛  so, if i said i want you to beg for me -- would you do it?  ❜    a hand reaches round, fingers pressing gently upon silicone toy, pushing it’s perfectly rounded tip within the shallows of her arousal, a half-hearted and feigned entry, longing to hear a moan.    

                                              ❛  would you beg for me,  baby?  ❜    

[snowinabottlearchived]

𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 → 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 @serpernt 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 : ❛ you don’t think you deserve something so you ruin it ❜ ( hehe )

WORDS  AS  SHARP  AS  KNIVES  DIGGING  THEMSELVES  INTO  SOFT  FLESH .  the  world  was  on  fire ,  burned  down  to  ashes  and  still  she  seemed  to  haven ‘ t  changed  a  bit .  stoic  gaze  attached  to  her  guest ,  emotions  on  a  roller  coaster  mutant  was  not  able  to  stop .  DID  SHE  COME  TO  OFFEND  HER  ?  ?  was  this  what  she  did  nowadays  ?  ?   trying  to  dig  in  the  dirt ,  to  elicit  something  human  of  people  formerly  known  as  monsters ,  as  heroes ,  as  criminals ,  as  heroes .  swallowing  down  rising  up  anger ,  fingers  clenched  into  velvet  fabric  of  little  cushion  on  her  lap .  ❛   i  don ‘ t  know  what  you ‘ re  talking  about ,  ellie .  ❜  ,  unsteady  voice  pressed  out  while  fingertips  froze  over .   ❛   you  wanted  to  chat ,  to  visit  for  a  little  talk ,  not  for  QUESTIONING  THINGS  you  don ‘ t  know  anything  about .  ❜   not  when  she  was  already  questioning  herself ,  when  amelia  knew  that  she  was  messing  the  only  good  up  she  had  left .  ❛   what  is  it  YOU  CAME  FOR  ?  ?  ❜  

[stormweathered-arc1]

@ncmesiis asked:  the lakeside anytime between 2 and 6 am

altered reality

   IT'S EITHER EARLY OR LATE, and the God of Thunder isn't quite sure which he would call it. Out here, the sky is expansive and dark, though the gibbous moon and the scattering of overhead stars reflect in the flat black stretch of water before them. The lake is still, quiet, and he is —— as has been frequent of late —— restless.

   It's quiet enough that he hears another approach long enough that it comes as no surprise. His hands are pushed in the pockets of a hoodie large enough to serve as a BLANKET for many other people, and his head tilts enough - favoring his blind side - to see her.

   ❛ It's late, ❜   says he,  conversational,  as though for all the world like he isn't also out here in the middle of the night.  ❛ I was not expecting company. ❜

[prcsopamoved]

❛         everyone’s  undefeated  until  they  aren’t        ❜

@ncmesiis  ❤ ‘d for may 

[owedbcttcr]

❝  HOW  CAN  I  SAY  THIS  WITHOUT  BREAKING?      HOW  CAN  I  SAY  THIS   without  spilling  over?     How  can  I  put  it  down  into  words  when  it’s  almost  too  MUCH  for  my  soul   a l o n e ?  ❞      //      ( hurts like hell - fleurie )

@ncmesiis  liked  for  a  lyric  starter

[sihlvrmoved]

         ♛ . ‧ ｡   ❧  *   ◟ @ncmesiis ◝   , ◞   ♥ !

‘ ｡ ⋅  *  ◝         ▬  -         ❛❛         .   .   .     𝐢𝐟      𝐢      𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞      𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲     𝐢𝐧     𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬      𝐭𝐨      𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐥       —   -       ,           /          would       you        not       believe         i’d           have         gone              &          𝚜𝚎𝚝         𝚖𝚢       𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎       ?     ,            i       come        with          no         𝐢𝐥𝐥   -   𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭        ,     .     ❜❜  

[blindinlight]

slender fingers wrapped tightly around a steering wheel. the car smells like it hasn’t been used before. all covered in black leather. jacob also wears black. he likes to blend in. blinding lights won’t catch him today. he’s not going to sell anything tonight. he’s not going to end up used and thrown up. 

‘ i have told you this before. i’m not a taxi driver. you can’t just call me whenever you don’t want to ... walk. ‘

startercall.   /   @ncmesiis

[galaeus]

STARTER > @ncmesiis

“WE GOTTA TALK.” Her hands can’t fidget anymore than they are in this moment, eyes so blown she thinks she’s seeing an aura of stars every time she whips in her lightning pace. Ellie will know what to do ---- right? Ellie always has sound advice (sort of) and Echo’s the levelheaded one (sort of) but she can’t even remotely blink without getting the jitters. “I was ---- stupid? I was stupid. I am stupid. Don’t repeat that to anyone or put it on a keychain.”

[carnagemoved]

@ x 3

for every @ I get, I have to tag someone I love/look up to! // hella accepting

@ichorimbrued: annie is dEF one of my best friends on here. we talk about work and school but I know I can count on her to be there for me at like two in the morning, even if that’s just to talk about our muses or something heavy. and I found out this week she considers my ocs canon and thinks how they would be in every spn episode and honesty it made my week !!

@ainthero: my other best friend on here !! jay is amazing and honestly I can’t compare writing to him but if we need to rant we’ll go to each other and spam our IMs like it’s a group chat. I love that we can share our thoughts to each other, either it be spn or t100, and easily make up a new canon timeline. ily boo !!

@ncmesiis: I know what it’s like to have to build an oc from the ground up and elisabeth did it beautifully !! Ellie is amazingly crafted and cared for like a canon character and honesty I totally see her as a canon character in the mcu. elisabeth has no fear when it comes to ellie and that makes me go all heart eyes !!

[snowinabottlearchived]

CUP  LIFTED  TO  PAINTED  LIPS ,  SIP  OF  HOT  BEVERAGE  TAKEN  EAGERLY . warmth  in  her  stomach  a  pleasant  feeling ,  yet  fingertips  kept  as  cold  as  usual .  it  had  been  quite  some  time  since  eléonore  had  showed  efforts  to  get  in  touch  with  brunette  mutant ,  yet  her  HOUSE  WOULD  REMAIN  OPEN  for  those  she  considered  friends .   ❛   how  have  you  been ,  ellie  ?  ?  ❜  ,  scientists  asked  polite  as  usual  while  leaning  back  in  comfortable  armchair  in  her  living  room .  ❛   didn ‘ t  knew  you  are  planning  a  trip  to  new  york .  did  business  lead  you  here  ?  ?  ❜

☆ ── 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 / / 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚕𝚎́𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎 @ncmesiis

[dazzleshe]

“  i  dont  have  nightmares  often                  but  that  was  insane.  thanks  for  being  here.  ”    maybe  it   was  jean’s  own  night  terrors  seeping  into  the  minds  of  other  students,  but  this  fire  was  all  too  real.    “  i  just          can’t  even  imagine  being  controlled  by  the  phoenix. ”       @ncmesiis   sc.