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nightwingshero · 10 hours
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Reblog if you want your followers to ask you anything they're curious about.
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'Always wear shoes that are good for running or fighting.' — Joe Strummer.
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Scream (1996) dir. Wes Craven
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nightwingshero · 17 days
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Green Day solicit donations for HIV/AIDS organization, 1994
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nightwingshero · 21 days
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“...I don’t suppose you have a spare?” For Casali? 😘😘😘
I forgot I had this in my inbox for a year now. I had tried writing something for this then got distracted. However, I did have a shared bed moment for Din and Casali so here's that little snippet instead. Thanks again, Jo!
“Aren’t you going to take your helmet off?” Casali asked, her face scrunching up as she looked over her shoulder at Mando. “I can’t imagine that being comfortable to wear when sleeping.”  “No.”  It was short. One of the Mandalorian’s typical short responses. He just stood there, staring back at her.  The turquoise haired woman sat on the bunk and giggled. “I won’t look.” Still no response.  The silence filled the room, creating a heavy atmosphere. They had started getting comfortable living and working with each other. The Child definitely liked the new member to the team. Casali felt that after today’s incident with Rocu’s men her and Mando were getting closer. The situation almost ended badly, but after a quick fight and getting the Razor Crest off the planet as fast as possible, the group of three were able to relax again. If only for a day or two.  But Mando was hesitant. He hadn’t taken his helmet off since before the Child, before Casali. Before all of this. Back when he was working alone with no one to worry about seeing him. But now he had not only the Child in his life, but the woman as well. One more being than he had planned. He didn’t think he’d feel as protective over someone else as he was with the Child. However, seeing Casali being held in the arms of Ruco’s men with a blaster pressed against her temple made Mando feel fear. He feared he would lose her. He wasn’t sure if Ruco would want her alive to be brought back to him or dead as revenge for what happened. He’d never admit it out loud, but it scared him. It scared him like when he almost lost the Child on Nevarro when Moff Gideon attacked. “I promise.”  The Sol’uan woman’s voice broke the silence that surrounded them. The weight pushing down on the bounty hunter still. She stared at Mando, staring into the dark visor, with a reassuring smile on her face. Mando stared back at her. The woman just continued to smile from her spot on the edge of the bunk. He felt his heart jump as their eyes met. Casali, as always, was putting his needs before her own.  He sighed, nodding once. “Move over.” 
A wide smile appeared on the woman’s face. Practically bouncing, Casali scooted over as the bounty hunter climbed into the bunk after her. She laid on her side and immediately turned her back to him.  “I won’t look,” she repeated, smiling to herself as she felt the bunk shift as Mando laid next to her.  The feeling of the cold beskar armor sent a shiver up her body as Mando’s body pressed up against hers in the small space. It was a nice cold. Comforting almost. Familiar. Casali liked it.  There was a long pause as Casali waited for Mando to make a move, then the sound of hissing was in her ear making her heart skip a beat. Warm breath fanned over her neck, mixing with the cold from the armor. It was a weird sensation, but a welcoming one. Casali wiggled a little, getting comfortable against Mando, who’s breath she heard hitch. She closed her eyes after finding a comfortable position. It had been a long while since she had shared a bed with someone and Mando’s presence was probably the most comforting and safest she had ever felt. Mando, however, wasn’t used to sharing a bed. This was new territory, but he couldn’t say he didn’t like it. Having Casali next to him was comforting. Comforting to know she was there and alive. Comforting to hear her soft breathing and feel her warmth.  His arms slowly wrapped around her and Mando pulled her close, resting his head against the crown of hers. It was quiet for a moment. Only the sounds of the beeping of controls, the child’s soft snores from his pod, and their breathing could be heard. It was peaceful.  Mando looked down at her, feeling his heart flip a little. He looked down at her arm, staring at the markings on her skin that slightly illuminated in the dim light. Colors of blue, white, and turquoise swirled on her skin, creating a slight glow that made the woman ethereal. Since Casali started living on the Crest, Mando noticed the different colors that her markings created. Mostly blues like this, but there were moments of whites and silvers with a tiny bit of pink mixed in from time to time.  Lightly the bounty hunter traced his gloved fingers along the twisting and swirling markings. He watched as goosebumps rose on her skin, but Casali said nothing. She laid still, her breathing even. He continued up, following the path to her neck, fingers gliding over the scaled pattern. He stopped as his fingers brushed the ends of her hair.  He gently ran his fingers through the turquoise locks, watching them fall. Her hair wasn’t long anymore. Not after the stunt she pulled to get away from Ruco’s lacky. Mando could still picture the scene. The way Casali attempted to escape. The gang member grabbing her by the hair. The pain on Casali’s face. The vibroblade. The cut. It all happened fast, but Mando was relieved at Casali’s quick thinking. Even if it meant taking away some part of her.  “I’m sorry.” There was a pause as Casali heard Mando’s voice for the first time without the modulator. For a second she repeated his words in her head, enjoying the way his voice sounded. A soft questioning hum came from the woman a moment after.  “Your hair.” Mando took a breath, trying to find the words. “If I had gotten to you sooner, he wouldn’t have grabbed you and you wouldn’t have had to cut it.” Casali giggled, smiling at the hunter’s concern over her hair. “It’s no big deal, silly. It’ll grow back.”  It was silent again. Casali had closed her eyes once more, letting sleep slowly take over. A second later she felt movement from the Mandalorian.  Mando had pulled a blanket, draping it over them and over Casali’s shoulders. The man couldn’t help but smile lightly when he saw her burrow a little into the material.  “You’re not cold are you?” A soft hum and a slight shake of her head was his answer. “You’re warm,” she whispered to him. “Oh.” It was a dumb response, Mando knew that, but he wasn’t expecting Casali to say something like that and he couldn’t think of anything better to say
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nightwingshero · 25 days
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🐝  *  ―  𝑺𝑨𝑪𝑹𝑰𝑭𝑰𝑪𝑬𝑺 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
GENERAL ❛  run! i'll hold them off for as long as i can.  ❜ ❛  i can buy you some time. go, now!  ❜ ❛  i cause this, and i'll be the one to fix it. no matter the cost.  ❜ ❛  it's the only way!  ❜ ❛  no matter what it takes, i won't let anything happen to you.  ❜ ❛  i need to make this right. this is my only chance.  ❜ ❛  i'll go through this so we have a chance. it's a risk worth taking.  ❜ ❛  you're more important than me. so let me do this to save you.  ❜ ❛  putting your needs ahead of mine is the only way i know.  ❜ ❛  can't you see i'm trying to save you?  ❜ ❛  i'll promise to keep you safe for as long as i can.  ❜ ❛  you know i'd jump in front of a bullet for you, right?  ❜ ❛  there are some people worth dying for ...  ❜ ❛  i trusted you with everything, and this is how you repay me?  ❜ ❛  i promise, i'm gonna do everything in my power to protect you.  ❜ ❛  i'm willing to do whatever it takes to prove my worth to you.  ❜ ❛  you don't have to sacrifice yourself for me. we're in this together.  ❜ ❛  are you sure you want to give up your only chance at freedom?  ❜ ❛  go! i'm not sure how much longer i can hold on ...  ❜ ❛  forget about me and save yourself. please.  ❜
LOVE / RELATIONSHIPS ❛  i love you, but you deserve better than what i can offer.  ❜ ❛  your happiness means more to me than my own.  ❜ ❛  i have to let you go, even if it breaks my heart.  ❜ ❛  i'll support your dreams, even if it means letting go of mine.  ❜ ❛  if this is truly what you need, i'll go.  ❜ ❛  you're worth waiting for. no matter how long it takes until you come back.  ❜ ❛  this is going against everything i stand for, but i'll do it for you.  ❜ ❛  you will always have my unwavering support.  ❜ ❛  your smile is worth the sacrifices i'm willing to make.  ❜ ❛  sometimes, there are more important things than me. you, for example.  ❜ ❛  i will always love you, but we're not good for one another. so i'm letting you go.  ❜ ❛  you deserve to find happiness with someone who isn't as destructive as me.  ❜ ❛  you will always be my first choice, but i know i'll never be yours, and that's okay.  ❜ ❛  no matter what happens, you will always hold a special place in my heart.  ❜ ❛  i'm gonna do whatever it takes to make you smile again.  ❜ ❛  you make me wanna be better. you make me wanna be good.  ❜ ❛  you don't have to sacrifice your dreams just to fulfill mine.  ❜ ❛  if you don't want to be with me anymore, just say so and go.  ❜ ❛  i won't let you make any more decisions for me!  ❜ ❛  remember, i'm doing this because i love you.  ❜
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nightwingshero · 2 months
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Here's Chris and Imogen!
This is my gift to @nightwingshero for the My Bloody Valentine event! I want to thank @carlosoliveiira for hosting the event.
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nightwingshero · 2 months
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Just A Drink - Chris Redfield x Leon Kennedy
This is my gift for @a-thousand-lives-lost-for-peace for the My Bloody Valentine's Day Exchange! I hope you like it, it was my first time writing for this ship, but I loved exploring it!!! It was a pleasure creating for you!!!
Of course a shout out to @carlosoliveiraa for making this all happen, you're amazing and I always enjoy these when you do them!!!
“Vacation time again, huh?”
“You owe me a bottle at the very least, Redfield.”
The bar was just a hole in the wall in a random town that really only had two traffic lights. Somewhere out of the way, but not so far off from civilization. Not while they were both so damn busy and at beck and call for whatever disaster came next. It would happen eventually, like it always did, like they had talked about before. Chaos breaks out, they save the day, it gets covered up as needed—rinse and repeat. Neither of them wanted to dwell on that, not when they had just saved Rebecca’s life, only moments to spare before they had lost her forever. But what happened stayed in the past where it belonged, along with the rest of the skeletons and close calls.
It didn’t escape Leon, the irony of the situation, where it was Chris drinking in a bar with Leon seeking him out. The last time it had happened, Chris and Rebecca needed Leon’s help. But as Leon took a seat with Chris, it was clear that Leon didn’t share the same intentions that Chris had—he was content with indulging. He ordered a glass of whiskey on the rocks as opposed to the beer his drinking buddy seemed fond of.
Chris chuckled lightly as he shrugged, inclining the neck of his bottle towards Leon’s short glass, a slight toast in silent promise between them. The smile was a bit short lived as the longer Chris stared at his bottle, the more his smile fell, losing the light and warmth it typically held. Leon noticed, of course there wasn’t much Leon didn’t notice in general, but his attention to detail seemed to heighten when around this guy—despite never wanting to really admit it. A few more moments of silence, a few more heartbeats, and Chris said something that fell under the noise of loud country music blaring from old, worn-out speakers. “You know…if you hadn’t showed up when you did, who knows where we’d all be.”
“Told you, had to take the stairs.” Leon tapped his fingers against his glass, partly avoiding the heavy conversation. It wasn’t that he didn’t have the capability, he just wasn’t sure if he had the capacity. So much weighed on his shoulders and he wasn’t ignorant enough to think Chris was better off. Guilt and regret held a strong grasp on Leon’s mind, the squad he lost, their close call with Rebecca, and just the things that had all led to this, including Raccoon City—where everything had started. It was strange, the more either of them thought about it, to see how their fates seemed intertwined from the beginning, without even realizing it at the time. “Not exactly vacation talk, Redfield.”
“I just…wanted to say thanks. I know that…well, you were going through your own thing when we caught up with you.” Chris replied, taking a sip of his beer. “I am sorry about your squad, Leon.”
A few more taps on his glass and Leon still didn’t know quite what to say. He still felt that anger, that regret and guilt. But if anyone could understand that, it was Chris Redfield. And while he was pissed at Chris at the time he had asked for help, even if he was still so disenchanted with the impact their actions had—or the lack thereof—he was still somewhat grateful to have gone with them. If anything because of Rebecca’s sake, but if he was honest with himself, it was more than that. Leon wasn’t sure if there ever would be a moment where he wouldn’t have Chris’ back, hated the version of himself that ever had to go against him—something he’s been forced to do before.
“That’s why you’re making it up to me, Redfield.” It was these moments that helped bring him back down to earth, a breath of fresh air before diving right back in again. Chris laughed again, nodding as the air between them remained heavy with things left unsaid, thoughts that were shoved aside and buried. Whatever it was, they didn’t talk about it. Or the way their eyes just kind of caught before Chris smiled, holding his beer bottle up in mock salute.
“Well, let’s get you that bottle I owe you then, see if we can get to the bottom of it.”
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nightwingshero · 4 months
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seeking out physical affection
comparing hand-sizes to hold their hand against the other's and then just holding hands
leaning against the other one in close spaces
acting like they're cold to have an excuse to cuddle or share clothes or blankets
brushing a strand of hair away
grabbing each other's hands in crowds or when crossing the street to "be safe"
turning their cheek to get the other one to give them a peck
brushing their arm against the other's, hoping the other would finally catch their arm and hold it close
fixing the other's hairstyle to let their hands run through their partner's hair
draping the arm around their shoulder while sitting next to each other
lightly tickling the other one, almost hoping it gets retaliated
reaching out with their hand without saying anything, wanting the other one to grab it
linking arms when walking around together
trying to get the other to dance with them
bumping shoulders into each other
wrapping arms around the other's neck when standing behind them
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nightwingshero · 4 months
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Romantic Prompts from Song Lyrics <3
“People pray in church on Sundays for moments like the day you took my hand.”
“It’s such a mystery just to hear you say you're mine.”
“You know where you can find me again. I’ll be waiting here till the stars fall out of the sky.”
“Like a telescope, I will pull you so close till no space lies in between.”
“I have dreamed you too long, never seen you or touched you, but known you with all of my heart.”
"Tell me, where’s your hiding place? I’m worried I’ll forget your face.”
“The spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly.”
“We’ll be together some sweet day. When that day comes, we’ll never part.”
“Eternity is not long enough for you and me." 
"Your words are the blanket that keeps me warm when the night is cold enough to break me." 
"If you love someone and you’re not afraid to lose them, you’ve probably never loved someone like I do.”
“We’ve got making love right down to a fine art.”
“How I yearn for the years we were young and in love.”
“I will sing to you as if my chest is glass.”
“When I’m alone at night, I dream you paint the stars against the twilight. I wish your silhouette would always stay there.”
“My every heartbeat is yours.”
“I cling to every moment with you, every parting glance, an accidental touch.”
“Every kiss is a cursive line; every touch is a redefining phrase.”
“In the gray around me, how you shine.”
“You have no idea how many times I think about you, how many nights I’ve been waiting to love you, how much I’ve come to need you." 
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nightwingshero · 4 months
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"Disappointment," her mother says, and she scoffs in disdain.
"As if I've ever made you proud."
-by ahopelessromantika-
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nightwingshero · 4 months
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dialogue prompts for ~injury~
!!please credit/tag me!!
“Shit. Shit, shit, shit, c’mere.”
“Someone get the medic. Get the medic!”
“Hey, hey, shhhh. Shhhh. You’re okay.”
“You did so good. Don’t worry, you-you did so good.”
“Here, lean on me. I can carry you.”
“We’re gonna fix you up, brand new. I promise.”
“No. No, stop. Stop talking like that. You’re gonna be fine.”
“Okay. Okay, here’s what we’re gonna do—fuck.”
“I know, I know it hurts.”
"I don't care. I'm not leaving you."
“I’m going to lift you up, okay? Tell me if it hurts.”
“Where are they? Where are they?!”
"I would believe that you're fine, but you have a goddamn knife sticking out of your leg, so."
"You just watched them die."
"This is going to hurt, okay?"
"God, I'm so sorry, it'll be over soon, I promise."
"How many fingers am I holding up? ... I don't have six fingers."
"Stop. No. Wake up. Wake up! I said wake up!"
"I came as soon as I heard."
“Get away! You’re hurting them!”
“Please be okay. Please be okay, please be okay—”
“Shit. Shit, that’s a lot of blood.”
“You dumbass. Don’t do that. Ever again.”
"Help them! Please!"
"You scared us all back there. I... Including me."
"[name]? [name], this isn't funny. Stop... please..."
"Breathe... breathe. Look at the stars, kid."
"It was supposed to be me... please, no, [name], please..."
"Tell me where it hurts, and be specific."
“You’ll be fine.” *silence* “You’ll be fine. Hey! Wake up! Please. Please wake up…”
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
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nightwingshero · 4 months
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!!!! what can you tell me about your two one piece ocs? thank you!
Oh man I have a lot for one and then not so much for the other.
One OC is named Hana. She started off as an OC for Pokemon Arceus where she was the healer for the Diamond Clan, but I've been throwing her around fandom to fandom. I didn't intend for her to be thrown into One Piece, but here we are, but I saw Law and somehow she just seemed to fit in pretty well with the world. Hana is a sweet girl who gets shy and flustered easily. Almost always stuttering and blushing. She's a mess. She came from a Winter Island where she lived with her mom, who ran an apothecary there. She learned about a lot of plants and flowers and all their healing properties from her mom. She keeps a log/journal of all the plants and flowers she has learned about. She keeps one pressed and glued into the pages with the information on the plant written all over the page. She knows how to make medicines or teas with them. She ran into Law and his crew when they were on her island. They visited the apothecary for some medical supplies and seeing Law, Hana was scared, but also developed a major crush on him. Some things happen while the crew is on the island that ends up with one of them needing medical attention. Hana and her mom help Law with that. Bepo suggests to Law that Hana joins the crew to help with the medicine supplies, saying it'd help Law out with any medical needs. Law reluctantly agrees and Hana sets off with them! Like I mentioned before Hana is a shy, flustered mess of a girl. So now that she's living on the Polar Tang with her crush she's stuttering almost every time she talks to him. I always pictured Penguin and Shachi being like big brothers to her and when they learn about her crush on Law, they start to tease her and come up with plans to get them together. It's chaos and Hana's almost always has pink or red on her face from blushing.
My other OC who I'm a little more invested in and thinking of writing a story for her name is Fiona. I didn't plan on making her, I was trying to focus on Maiko and my Tokyo Revengers. But my roommate who convinced me to get into the series told me I'd like Sabo she was right and somehow Fiona popped into my head even before Sabo even showed up in the show. She just developed and the name was a place holder originally, but it stuck. I tried so hard to not create an OC for this show!
Fiona comes from an Autumn island where she lived with her parents and younger brother and sister. Her parents ran a bakery on the island and from them she learned all their recipes and developed her love for baking. She dreamed of having her own family and bakery when she got older after seeing how her parents were together and how they were with her and her siblings. She loved it! She loved working in the bakery with her parents and playing with her siblings. She'd run deliveries around their town for her parents whenever she wasn't helping with baking.
When she was 14, a group of Marines settled on their island and made a base there. While on a delivery run, Fiona ran right into someone, a young Marine who turned out to be the captains son. She met Caldur, who immediately noticed her red face and how she apologized, which resulted in him teasing her. Fiona just left, giving him a glare in response to the teasing. After that Caldur would show up to the bakery, flirting and teasing with Fiona. She did find him cute and enjoyed the flirting, but she was stubborn and wasn't going to just give in. It kept going for a few weeks until finally Fiona agreed to one date with him. That date resulted in her and him dating for a couple years. Fiona actually falls in love with him over the years.
However, Caldur isn't great. He's more focused on impressing his dad and moving up in ranks, but he can't deny a cute girl having interest in him. He loves hearing the other Marines commenting on how lucky he is to have a cute girl as his girlfriend, it just boosts his ego. At some point over the time of them dating, Caldur finds the Claw Claw Fruit and gains its abilities. The power goes to his head and his hunger for power and control grows.
One day a pirate crew raids the island while Fiona is on a delivery run. She races back to the bakery and finds it on fire with her family trapped inside. She runs around looking for help when she finds Caldur and some of his Marine buddies. She begs Caldur to help her save her family and she's shocked when he refuses, saying his has his orders from the captain/his dad. Fiona keeps begging, saying how her family and him got along, how they like each other. Some of the Marines hesitate, suggesting that they go help, but Caldur tells them to shut up. Fiona tries again and Caldur uses his Claw Claw Fruit on her, slicing across her chest. He just looks at her and tells her "Know your place. Remember who I am to you" showing her that he never really cared for her as she did for him. Fiona just falls to the ground and bleeding out, people screaming and running around her as the town is burning.
When she wakes up the next day she's in the town's hospital and learns about her family's death. After that she eventually leaves her island and escapes from Caldur. After a couple years on her own she runs into some Revolutionary Army members as they're on a mission to take care of some Marines on whatever island she's on. She helps them as their trying to hide and eventually joins them. When she gets to headquarters that's where she meets Sabo. She runs into him just as she had with Caldur and once again, feeling embarrassed since she's new she's blushing and apologizing. Sabo makes a comment about her blushing which reminds her of Caldur and she immediately closes herself off from Sabo. She doesn't like him at all. Over time Sabo develops a crush on her and flirts and teases her which only makes Fiona not like him even more. He reminds her too much of Caldur and how they were at the start of their relationship. She refuses to fall in love and be hurt all over again, refusing to believe that Sabo's intentions are genuine and not the same as Caldur's.
This was a lot more than I planned so I'm so sorry for my rambling! But these are my One Piece OCs! I do have to thank @nightwingshero for helping me develop Fiona and brainstorming ideas with her! It helped me out so much and Fiona wouldn't be where she is now if it wasn't for Jo!
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nightwingshero · 4 months
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lineless shaded piece of @nightwingshero's mayumi and ace!
like my art? consider commissioning me!
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nightwingshero · 5 months
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more under cut!
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there's a lot of context to this and ill get to it...when i get the brainpower back i spent thrEE FUCKING DAYS ON THIS SHI--
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