" Try again. "
It wasnât often that the Hellfire Company found themselves the innocent party in a criminal venture, but there they were. The organization had been paid a small fortune by an anonymous client to oversee a simple tradeoff at a California pier. They had no way of knowing that one of those present would insist on seeing the contents of â package â, or that they would break open the ancient seal on the cask.
There had been no way of knowing that there would be something waiting inside â a man that had been nurturing thoughts of vengeance and wrath for over a thousand years.
They had lost 19 men before they managed to subdue the hulking beast, restraining the John Doe through brute strength and supernatural ability alike. It was like trying to grab hold of lightning, one of the survivors would later describe the experience.
Two days and several deaths later they managed to transfer the cargo to the base of operations for the Company, unsure of what to do with the man considering everyone involved with the trade had been torn limb from limb.
This was the second time that heâd been brought before the White Queen since his arrival. The first had ended swiftly, after one of her men had been foolish enough to strike the back of his knee in an attempt to force him to kneel. It had ended with his teeth buried in the manâs windpipe.
He hadnât said a word thus far, but at least everyone was still alive today.Â
no sparring, but hella tension. ll @diamvnd
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training turned tension starters
Or more specifically, âtwo characters who have been sparring or in combat training together and almost kiss at the end of their practice fightâ. As requested ! Feel free to make any changes.
âIs that the best you can do?â
âI wonât go easy on you.â /Â âIâll go easy on you.â /Â âQuit going easy on me.â
âHit me with your best shot.â
âYou need to do better if you want to meet your goal.â
âIâve been wanting to kick your ass all week.â
âIs this necessary?â
âTry again.â
âYouâre pissing me off.â /Â âIf youâre mad, why donât you use your anger? Beat me at least once.â
âHere, let me show you how.â
âWoah! [falls on top of __]âÂ
âNice moves.â
â[pins __ to floor]â / â[pins __ to wall]â
âYouâreâŠreally close right now.â
âGâget off of me.â
âYouâre heavy.â /Â âYouâre crushing me.â
âSorryâare you okay?â
âYouâre really red right now.â
ââŠDo we always end up on top of each other?â
âAre you still panting?â
âI told you, it was an accident.â
ââŠWhy donât you just kiss me?â
âIâll consider kissing you if you can beat me.â
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* .  ⥠ sentence  starters  ft.  netflixâs:  the  society  1x02.
â you canât cry forever. â Â
â you have to have hope, donât you ?  â
â maybe the buses will come back to take us all home.  â
â thereâs a game of fugitive tonight. itâs going to be the biggest one yet. you in ? â
â iâd like to find a way to feel better.  â
â the place is empty, itâs nobodyâs house.  â
â this place is yours as much as it is ours.  â
â maybe we should be more low-key. some people could freak out. â
â thereâs no reason to freak out, weâre just doing inventory.  â
â no, no. iâm the problem.  â
â this canât look like it has anything to do with me.  â
â i need to lay low for a while.  â
â where were you ? you were already gone when i got up this morning.  â
â itâs okay. itâs not your fault. you know that. â
â who careâs if itâs not my fault ?  â
â i watched her die and i canât stop thinking about it.  â
â people need answers, they need comfort. we have to know where to look.  â
â you should stay over tonight.  â
â who said iâm coming to your party ?  â
â well, it canât be that great spending the night alone in your own house.  â
â iâm sorry youâre afraid of being alone.  â
â yeah, well, thereâs time to waste.  â
â i just want some company, i guess.  â
â i know how to be invisible.  â
â weâre guessing in the dark here.  â
â we donât know when things are going to go back to normal.  â
â i donât have an answer to those questions.  â
â the only thing i know for sure we can control is ourselves.  â
â i think people are doing pretty well, under the circumstances, donât you ?  â
â who has all the power ?  â
â are you really going to eat all of that right now ?  â
â itâs a nice town, but it can get old pretty fast.  â
â you can be my partner, if you want.  â
â weâre in the same boat. why not the same car ?  â
â you say too many things you donât mean.  â
â you donât need to do this for me. you know ?  â
â maybe you shouldnât spend all of your time worrying about me.  â
â you want us to be blamed for this ?  â
â iâm not really in the mood for games.  â
â you canât do that without asking.  â
â i canât take responsibility for anything i did when i was eight.  â
â i just didnât know you.  â
â why do you keep picking me ? you donât know me.  â
â i think that weâre kind of the same, donât you ?  â
â neither one of us has many friends.  â
â rain still falls down instead of up. thatâs comfort, huh ?  â
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Atomic Blonde sentence starters
88 starters
feel free to change gender pronouns
content warning: cussing, violence
âHow did you find me?â
âMaybe youâre not as good at this spy shit as you think.â
âThatâs a nasty black eye.â
âIâm sorry. Did you say something, _____?â
âMoney is good, information is better.â
âItâs not safe for us anymore here.â
âI risked everything.â
âTrust no one.â
âWhat the fuck are you doing?!â
âWhere the fuck were you?!â
âGreat fucking start, _____.â
âThere was a man here last night, a traitor! Tell me where he is!â
âIn [insert location], we donât make simple mistakes.â
âIâm not going to lie, Iâm impressed. Youâve got some balls breaking in here.â
âHow the fuck did you get in here?â
âYou know, if I was to follow you, I mean, properly, youâd never fucking know.â
âYou can either do it or you canât.â
âYou need to be careful.â
âYou need to run.â
âThis traitor has been a thorn in our side for years.â
âYou expose this bastard, _____, and weâll hang him for treason.â
âIf I had known heâd call the police, Iâd have worn a different outfit.â
âSaving the world is cool and all that, but my main objective is staying alive.â
âI trust you about as far as I can throw you.â
âItâs always a double pleasure to deceive the deceiver.â
âOh, my God, I think I fucking love you.â
âVery impressive. This canât be your only talent.â
âTalents can be overrated.â
âA dedication⊠a loyalty is very rare these days.â
âEveryone here is searching for something. What are you looking for?â
âWell, when allâs said and done, wouldnât you say weâre all just searching for the same thing?â
âYou looked like you needed saving.â
âMy friend owns a club nearby. Want to come check it out?â
â[insert location] is truly doomed.â
âRight now Iâm not feeling very confident about this story of yours.â
âYouâre coming with me.â
âYou are late. And you were followed.â
âIâm late because I was followed. I lost them twenty minutes ago near [insert location].â
âYouâre as good as your reputation.â
âAre you sure this is the right place to meet?â
âI didnât think that you would show.â
âI look for pleasure in the details.â
âLetâs go someplace quietâŠâ
âWhy the gun, _____?â
âYouâre not as well-disguised as you may think. I know who you are.â
âYou should have become a poet. Or a rockstar.â
âI donât have to remind you of how fast the clock is ticking.â
âIf this thing gets out, a lot of good, hard-working folks⊠brave men and women are going to show up dead. You and I included.â
âI swear to God, the last few weeks, I dread even waking up in the morning.â
âDonât insult my intelligence, _____. You know exactly what I fucking mean.â
âWeâre going to do it my way.â
âAnd no one thought to tell me? Hm?â
âThese relationships arenât real. Theyâre just a means to an end.â
âWhen you tell the truth, you look different. Your eyes change.â
âIt shouldâve been easy. The plan was sound. Whatever went wrong did so because someone wanted it to.â
âYou wonât be needing that. Itâll be worse if they find it on you.â
âI realize I may not be as valuable to some people, and some people may even want me dead, but⊠what choice do I have?â
âYouâre no good to me dead.â
âThis was never part of the plan.â
âI donât want to die.â
âYou need to stop that bleeding. Search for anything. Alcohol, rags.â
âYou need to work on your [insert language]. Itâs horrible.â
âYou sent me into a fucking hornetâs nest.â
âYou canât unfuck whatâs been fucked.â
âHow naive can you be? We chose this life, _____. It only ends one way.â
âYou have to leave while you can.â
âOh, _____, listen to me very carefully. You have no idea who youâre dealing with.â
âI know your secrets, _____, and I can play this game better than you think.â
âThereâs only one question left to ask. Who won? And what was the fucking game anyway?â
âIs it art, or is it just plagiarism?â
âTo win, first you have to know whose side youâre on.â
âYou fight the good fight, and then one day you wake up and you realize all you were was Satanâs little helper.â
âIronic. The news will tell them there will be no more secrets. But you and I, we both know thatâs not true. The world is run on secrets.â
âSo, what have I learned after all this time? After all those sleepless nights, lying to friends, lovers, myself?â
âYou didnât have to kill her.â
âYou, what, you suddenly decided to develop a conscience after all youâve done?â
âHave you noticed how everyone you get close to ends up fucking dead?â
âAre you going to lie till the very end?â
âTruth and lies. People like us donât know the difference.â
âYou better have hard proof and a damn good explanation.â
âWho are you to judge my actions?â
âThis was never about stopping the war. This was about saving your ass.â
âDespite your best efforts and your incompetence, I succeeded where you failed.â
â_____ is an arrogant lap dog who understands precisely fuck-all beyond the edge of his desk.â
âTonight, we celebrate.â
âFor a moment, I thought you wanted to kill me.â
âBefore you die, I want you to get this through your thick, primitive skull. I never worked for you. You worked for me.â
âI want my life back.â
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        compliments of the house.      /      independent,  selective  & headcanon-based addy of the john wick films. penned by tia.
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aw shit! headcanon time â random edition
itâs well known and documented that black adam does not need to eat, breathe, or sleep. These handy little blessings are due to his connection to the god Shu, who is also the source of his limitless stamina and endurance ( lol i laughed im fucking lame. )
That being said, ever since his resurrectionâŠhe finds himself completely and horribly addicted to snack food. And not even ice cream or baked goods or anything remotely classy. No, he is quite particular in his taste: gas station food. Chips, peanuts, jerky, he just canât get enough of it. Being from thousands of years in the past, back before things like preservatives and artificial sugars, his sweet tooth is unreal.Â
One his favorite pasttimes when he isnt kicking ass and seeking justice is to document which convenience stores carry which items and noting the shift in trends and brands between states/countries.Â
He once marched to the headquarters of Ruffles because they stopped making his favorite flavor of chip in ridges form.
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Send âđâ for a random yet completely useless headcanon I have
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Gttdtd= Going to the desert to die
Ditdanbhfa= disappearing into the desert and never being heard from again
Gtgttdwiwnbhfa= gotta go, to the desert where I will never be heard from again
Ditdnoclfm= disappearing into the desert, no one come looking for me
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syn  is  honoured  to  defend  the  kingdom.   arm  held  behind  her  back;  hand  on  sword,  nimble  fingers  curl  along  the  carved  handle.   it  is  tucked  neatly  behind  white  silk  cape  in  itâs  righteous  holderââ   GIFTED  FROM  PAST  SISTERS.   asgard  could  not  fall  under  a  villainâs  slain.   their  only  gods  were  those  of  the  blood;  of  the  angelic  &  heaven-touched  line.   syn  swallows  hard,  eyes  tracing  up  the  opponentâs  tall  figure.
â  there  will  be  no  need,  nor  desire  to  betray  you.   if  your  word  upholds, &  no  one  will  be  hurtââ   then  i  will  obey.  â
His words served as a warning, yes, but there was no hint of malice or malevolence woven into the undertone --- just a cold, unfettering truth. The two sentries posted at the door behind them exchanged a quick, skeptical glance, practically SCOFFINGÂ at the arrogance of the outsider. Did he truly think he could face the might of New Asgard with sheer bravado alone?
It was a question that they did not want him to answer, of that be certain.
Heâd washed up on the shore a week prior, blood and broken and bobbing amidst the waves. The wounds had been horrific, gaping fissures in his that exposed meaty red and bone white. Even with their advanced magic/technology, none could be sure if he would survive his wounds.
And then, on the sixth day, heâd regained consciousness...and immediately proceeded to, for lack of a better term, lose his fucking mind.
Bright eyes bore holes into the ceiling above, the stranger back in bed in the makeshift infirmary --- this time, theyâd made sure to restrain him, keeping the man bound with golden shackles that seemed to hold fast against his admittedly impressive strength.
He swallowed hard, throat dry and full of sand, before responding.
   â No harm will come to your people. You have my word.
    --- Now release me. Please. â
...continued from HERE. ll @tryalsyn
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nolarootsâ:
If you were to ask, Pasha would tell that that was not the reaction sheâd expected when she stepped into the room.
At this point, most perps were crawling up the walls, practically spilling their guts just for a chance to breathe some fresh air. Of course, there was a need to be careful; no one wanted a false confession or, even worse, the conviction of an innocent person, but Pasha made sure that was never the case. After all, she had her ways. Most perps talkedâeventually.
But this man? He was strange. Immovable. He seemed unbothered and, even worse, unfazed by the fact that he was in custody. So unfazed that he hadnât bothered asking for a lawyer. Shit, he looked like his ass was about to take a damn nap right in the interrogation room.Â
It was almost unnerving. Almost. Luckily for Pasha, sheâd faced down a lot worse.
âAnd exactly what were you trying to warn him about? Because, forgive me, based on what I saw at the scene, I find that a little hard to believe.â
There were no signs of fear or hesitation in the eyes of the New Orleans native --- she held with with an icy cool regard that threatened to send a genuine chill running down his magically reinforced spine. This was a woman that would not be bullied or beaten into submission.
Good. He had little patience for the weak of heart.
   â His death. â
 He wanted desperately to lean back in the chair, but theyâd shackled his hands through a loop drilled into the surface of the table --- perhaps they wanted to keep them out in the open, despite the fact that theyâd found no weapon on his person during the body search.
Adam scooted closer instead, threading his fingers together as he hunched over the table like a living, breathing gargoyle.
   â There was something wrong, wasnât there? Was his
    body already decaying? Desiccated? Coated in a
    strange, gray moss that smelled of ROT? â
His head tilted, solid stone shifting as a curious expression tugged at the corner of granite lips.
   â Did it reek of magic, Detective? â
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đšđșđșđ¶đčđ»đŹđ« đłđđčđ°đȘđș đșđ»đšđčđ»đŹđčđș !   featuring various lyrics i like from songs iâve been listening to a lot lately. mostly good for angsty / shippy things. feel free to change pronouns, diction, etc. to make them fit better!
â i want you to know that you couldnât have loved me better. â
â everything is fine when you handâs resting next to mine. â
â you know i held on too much. â
â now sheâs in my every thought. â
â i just need a rest. â
â iâll give you everything i am. â
â iâve been getting used to waking up with you. â
â pull me out of this, i canât breathe. â
â youâre everything i need and more. â
â we were never meant for do or die. â
â i think iâm addicted to your light. â
â we made a deal for no surprises. â
â my heart never stops beating for you. â
â when i die alone, iâll be on time. â
â iâll lie, cheat, iâll beg and bribe to make you well. â
â iâm already gone. â
â i didnât want us to burn out. â
â iâll be at your door tonight if you need help. â
â i was late for this, late for that, late for the love of my life. â
â sometimes even right is wrong. â
â come home. â
â give me reasons to believe youâd do the same for me. â
â maybe iâm just dreaming out loud. â
â no, iâm not ready to lose everything i know. â
â how long can we keep this up ? â
â remember all the things we wanted ? â
â i think they could be the better half of me. â
â iâll love you long after youâre gone. â
â weâve tried everything under the sun. â
â who will love you ? â
â i found love where it wasnât supposed to be. â
â thereâs someone iâve been missing. â
â theyâre in the wrong place just trying to make it right. â
â all that shitâs behind us. â
â it doesnât matter where we take this road; someoneâs gotta go. â
â tell me what you need. â
â thatâs why i need you here. â
â now all the memories, theyâre haunted. â
â we were always meant to say goodbye. â
â donât drag me through this again. â
â you know youâre my saving grace. â
â do you feel the way i do right now ? â
â i wouldnât have it any other way. â
â you never have to ask. â
â iâm trying to make up for it. â
â iâm not moving on. â
â you keep waiting to save what we had. â
â now all your love was wasted. â
â i know that youâll find another who doesnât always make you wanna cry. â
â i keep waiting for you to take me. â
â how could a heart like yours ever love a heart like mine ? â
â no more questions, and no more lies. â
â i swore iâd never fall again. â
â iâve been in a state of disaster since the last time i left you. â
â i didnât come here to hurt you, but now i canât stop. â
â it cost nearly everything iâm not ready to lose today. â
â the fight for you is all iâve ever known. â
â iâm holding my breath for you. â
â perfect couldnât keep this love alive. â
â how could i have been so blind ? â
â donât you leave now. â
â i want you to move on. â
â youâre miles away, but i still feel you. â
â iâll make sure to keep my distance. â
â youâre not yourself. i know you better than you. â
â now, i think that i could love you back .â
â then who the hell was i ? â
â iâll always feel you in my blood. â
â i donât feel anything at all. â
â i missed you more than i thought i would. â
â youâve always done the same for me. â
â anywhere i go, there you are. â
â one day, weâre gonna get out. â
â i must admit that iâd marry you in an instant. â
â youâve been on my mind like a drug. â
â i donât know what iâm supposed to do, haunted by the ghost of you. â
â everything i canât be is everything you should be. â
â heaven help the fool who falls in love. â
â take me back to the night we met. â
â looking at you makes it harder. â
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STRANGE THINGS HAPPEN IN THE NIGHTTIME HOURS.   OH , YOUNG CARDINALS.  NESTING IN THE TREES, OH , HEAR OUR SONG , AND REIGN YOUR INNOCENCE ON ME.    //    temp - dash only, selective, indie oc . written by nessa.Â
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aw shit! headcanon time ---Â Rock of Eternity edition.
in adamâs main verse, the rock of eternity is both the nexus and origin of all magic in the universe. It was created long before documented history, forged from a piece of stone from Heaven and a mating slab from Hell. It is a place of eerie majesty, resembling a giant stone diamond suspended in the mist between time and space.
even after being separated from the greek gods that provided his original set of abilities, Adam still feels a strong connection to the rock of eternity. It is because of this mystical bond that he is able to sense the presence of the arcane in others. due to his former status as guardian, he is also extremely sensitive to anything that would threaten the current age of magic.
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     â  shut  the  fuck  up,  â     it  hurts.  the  searing  pain  camouflaged  by  exhaustion  âââ  it  flares  up  whenever  she  moves.  whenever  she  inhales.  they  must  have  drugged  her  with  something  for  her  healing  abilities  to  stagger:  thereâs  no  tell-tale  heat  curling  around  her  arm,  and  her  ribs  are  protesting  loudly.  she  wraps  fingers  around  her  arm  and  twists,  the  scream  leaving  split  lips  visceral,  body  almost  falling  to  the  ground  with  the  sheer  force  of  it.  but  she  doesnât  trust  him.  hadnât  trusted  him  to  do  it,  this  stranger  who  seems  to  be  able  to  look  right  through  her.
   theyâre  not  dead.  the  sea  of  people  around  her  merely  knocked  out.  itâs  not  in  her  nature  to  kill,  although  maybe  it  should  be.  maybe,  after  everything  sheâs  been  through,  with  igh,  with  kilgrave  and  now  this,  she  should  be  less  morally  constrained.
    â  do  i  look  like  iâm  one  of  those  assholes  ??  â     spit  out,  molten  hues  cutting  across  the  mess  to  his  form,  then  back  down  to  her  own  hands  stained  crimson.
The vehement curse fell on ignorant ears, though the intention behind them rang true. The lioness was baring her fangs once more, the fire still burning brightly behind the flecks of green in her eyes. Their gazed remained locked even as she FORCED her arm back into the socket, Adamâs lips pursing together at the loud pop that followed.
Even walking blindly into the situation, it didnât take much footwork to realize that this woman was not his enemy. Rage and panic radiating from her in waves, which made the fact that their apparent mutual foes were still breathing a curiosity.
His long fingers curled around the back of a computer chair, dragging an abandoned lab coat from the plush and pulling it snug across his broad shoulders. It did little to hide his person, but at least he wasnât bare assed and bewildered like a newborn child.
   â Very well. Then that makes us allies, for the time being. â
Something in the distance caught his attention, the titanâs head snapping to the left so fast he felt his joints snap. There were footsteps in the distance. Heavy. At least eight, perhaps more.
His lips pulled into a faint, wicked smile.
   â We have company. Feel free to hide and lick your wounds, lioness.
    --- This will not take long. âÂ
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đ send if youâre open to the possibility of a romantic ship eventually happening between our muses.  (if there is chemistry) Â
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Customer: damn you look like you just got punched in the face
Me: yeah so do you.
Them: ...what?
Me: ...what?
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