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lorenzoxreyes · 8 months
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After receiving a message from his father which consisted of the time and whereabouts for their catch up meal, Enzo took a quick shower, tidied up his stubble -- which had admittedly got a little out of hand in the last few weeks -- and got dressed, opting for a black Versace suit with a plain black t-shirt underneath. It wasn't overly formal, but wasn't too casual either; Lorenzo figured he should make an effort since the restaurant in town that Raphael had picked looked incredibly fancy. The siren made a mental note not to accidentally embarrass himself somehow in such a posh setting, and also in front of his father who he very much wanted to impress.
After a relatively short yet refreshing walk down Oymyakon Street, Enzo found the restaurant Raphael had sent him details of and made his way inside, greeting the waiter who showed him to the table. His father, of course, was already sat there waiting for him. "Thought I'd be fashionably late," Enzo joked as he greeted Raphael, giving a little chuckle. "Hope you've not been waiting too long?" He asked, raising a dark eyebrow slightly as the waiter slid his chair out so he could sit down. With a small nod of thanks to the waiter, Enzo took a seat, relaxing as best he could. "It's still so strange, y'know? Actually getting to see and speak to you."
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@nottheangel-raphael
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strawberry-s0ap · 1 year
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stimboard for @7hr347 ‘s oc!
x x x / x x x / x x x
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everaskings · 23 days
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head in the wall, ethel cain ౨ৎ @knifepcrty
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‟ sometimes you make me wanna put my fucking head through the wall. ”
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unfinishedjulyrain · 10 months
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STARTER with Gyunghui ・❥・@lunaxriax
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"Can I help you?" Gyunghui asked with a tilt of her head, smiling at the other person. "Oh, did you want an autograph?" It was the first thing she assumed when people approached her on the street but she knew she could be wrong.
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cbindievrs · 3 months
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closed starter for @thefearedsouls (Legolas) muse: Aélin Thornthistle. An elf warrior/guard
Aélin had lost her bow minutes ago, needing to continue with only her two smaller swords as she wove through what seemed like a spider attack, something that hadn't happened in Mirkwood for ages. Her heart pounded as her eyes darted around, searching for Legolas, her partner for the day. When she found him, she rushed to kill one of the spiders attacking him, too close for his bow to work effectively. ❝Are you alright?❞ she asked when seemingly the last spider was slain. Aélin was sure she had been hit on the shoulder, but the prince was always the priority.
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thegcng-arch · 4 months
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"well now, what do you think?" i asked with a raised brow, head tilting to the side. i am curious, after all, what she thinks of the case. i love picking peoples brains, really getting their true thoughts on the matter. and besides, nancy knew what she was doing. she good at her work. honestly, i was lucky to be working with her. "from the outside it looks like it's an open and shut case, the husband being the murderer." i give a soft tisk then, "but there's somethin' fishy goin' on here, and i think whoever did this is tryin' to make us think that way."
@fals3nd ft. benoit & nancy drew.
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wcvensouls-archive · 1 year
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although their relationship had a bit of a rocky start, bronya had indeed grown rather fond of the astral express crew  —  even if they did not have many opportunities to simply relax together even after everything was sorted. " i assume you all will be leaving soon, correct? "
@avaere : starter call .
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journcys · 5 months
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“Hilda,”
He wasn’t one to reach out too often—still trying to figure out himself and the information he had to process over the last little while, N had never asked any favours of would-be champion—the girl who denied the title and left it to Alder ( who in turn, has been nothing but kind to N when they crossed paths ).
Still, Unova was starting to get colder, as it did—and life wandering from region to region or hibernating amongst wild Pokémon was not always ideal and who else was he to trust more then the the Hero of Truth? She knew as much as he did about himself, after all.
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“I’m sorry to bother you—but with the temperature dropping tonight, would I be able to stay with you? I will be gone in the morning…But it’s not feasible to travel across borders in dropping temperatures.”
// @heroftruth
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ssolessurvivor · 8 months
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💋 from Rhaenyra
memes - always accepting! - @incissam
"Come on, Nyra, why would you want to date a guy like me?"
How had they even come along to this conversation? Not that he wouldn't have it, but it was just a surprise. Not to mention...he was a little afraid of what his heart felt whenever he saw her. It was the same thing he felt with Feng. And now she's gone. Logan sits on the stool tapping a pen on the counter as she's straightening up for the night: he always walked her to her car when it got dark early.
Her words trailed over her shoulder, and Logan shook his head with a soft smile. "You deserve to have someone who makes you happy, someone who shares the same values as you. Not someone like me, a country bumpkin who is a little old for you, might I add." He didn't judge anyone for their romantic preferences, but he did doubt sometimes his longevity. With all his medical issues, he didn't want to saddle her with that.
He didn't notice her walking over.
"Look, there's good guys out there, guys better than what I can offer you. You shouldn't settle-"
Her lips met his in a fluid motion, and his body acted slowly. Endorphins flooded his system, his heart jumped into his throat. Logan's hands found a spot on her waist for the moment, though he didn't allow them the time to slip further around her. Even when he desperately wanted to. Even sitting down, she was eye level with him when she pulled away after not one, but two kisses that sent him heavenward.
"What was that for?" Mismatched eyes gaze into her own, searching for that spark and wondering why. He didn't move away, nor did he push her away: they simply stayed.
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novashe · 8 months
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❝   THANKS   FOR   INVITING   ME   TODAY.   ❞   sakura was very much a field medical ninja but she loved to teach.   so when @unblume asked her to guest teach a lesson to her students,   she made space in her busy schedule to fit her in.   ❝   i hope that they were able to learn something today.   this stuff isn't the easiest to understand,   but   it's   sooo   important.   ❞   sakura bowed slightly in respect towards the teacher,   packing up her materials and placing them in her bag.   
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❝   hey,   do you have anything else planned for the rest of the day   ?   for once i actually have some free time and it would   BE   A   SHAME   to spend the day alone.   ❞   she inquired,   not that she had any idea of what to do,   but she barely got to hang out with other ninja that wasn't for work.
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wcvensouls · 9 months
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it was no secret that atlas was not someone people could get close to usually, as he normally kept a distance from anyone that wasn' the band mates he had acquired over the centuries. so to see him be the one to bring someone onto the vip area was most definitely a surpsie, but he didn't let that stop him. the concert had come to an end, but he could still hear the fans wildly screaming as he exited to the side, placing his bass on the corner before making his way to run, fingers running through his hair to push them off his face — except dark brown and white strands seemed to stubbornly want to return to its place the moment he lowered his arm. " hey there, did you enjoy the show? "
@silkcode : closed starter .
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widauxs · 1 year
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          “i’m asking that you try to stay out of trouble,”         there’s a glint of playfulness to her voice…     but enough seriousness to make it clear her request is no joke.          “...as hard as that may be for you.”
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@luposcainus
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smurfdemon · 1 year
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𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁  𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻:      here          (    still  accepting!    ) 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴𝙳  𝙱𝚈:      @slaeg1rl
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"     THEY  TELL  ME  YOU  ARE  A  GREAT  WARRIOR.     "          it  sounds  more  like  a  question  than  a  statement,    as  if  illyria  casts  𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚝  upon  the  rumor,    despite  there  being  evidence  of  many  defeated  foes  to  back  it  up.      the  time  she  came  from,    slayers  did  not  exist.      𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳  𝘥𝘪𝘥  𝘮𝘢𝘯,    𝘰𝘳  𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴,    all  the  other  CURSES  this  new  age  possessed.      back  then,    there  were  simply  those  that  ruled  and  those  that  followed;      the  𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥  𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫,    in  their  opinion.      yet,    they  can’t  deny  they  find  themselves  curious,    unblinking  eyes  attempting  to  read  the  blonde  standing  before  her.      she  didn’t  look  like  a  warrior,    but  not  even  illyria  could  deny  the  𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑  that  radiated  from  her.          "      and  yet,    you  once  felt  affection  for  the  vampire.      that  which  you  were  designed  to  kill.      𝘪𝘴  𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴  𝘩𝘰𝘸  𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘴  𝘢𝘳𝘦  𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵  𝘯𝘰𝘸?      —      by  showing  weakness  towards  our  enemies?      "
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instant-angel-chaos · 2 years
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Send 🍺 for your muse to spot mine at a party and bring them a drink, only to realize they’re already drunk. (for Ruth and Kamael)
Unwinding was essential.
After a long week, Saturday evening. And Ruth was very talented at it, too. Having fun was an integrated part of the demon's life — although, what she claimed so desperately to be wouldn't have allowed such activities. When you get drunk enough, though? It didn't matter as much.
The demon twirled a lock of inky black hair around her index finger as she sucked on the straw of her cocktail, lips wrapped tightly around it. She pouted when she found her mouth only being filled with a small bit of water from the slowly melting ice cubes. Ruth enjoyed her fair share of attention at bars — she quite enjoyed the spotlight, as well as the free drinks. However, people rarely managed to keep her sporadic attention span hooked for too long before she'd want to move on.
Now, though? She could do with a hot stranger with a drink in their hand. And soon after her prayers seemed to have been answered; blessing her with a hot stranger with a drink in his hand. She crossed her leg over the other, hands smoothing over the short black skirt that hugged her thighs. From under the hem of it peeked matching black thigh garters with hearts on them, they wrapped tightly around her skin. She traced her finger along the outline of one of the hearts.
"Oh wow — is this for me?" Ruth preened, dark brown eyes glimmering with a soft haze as she leaned forward in her seat. She eyed the stranger discreetly, flashing a sweet smile his way, exposing sharp canines.
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nixcero · 1 year
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❝ ... hey, kid. are you alright? ❞ hands are stuffed in grusha's pockets as he awkwardly approaches the younger man — maybe it isn't his place to ask, but he couldn't just leave him here without making sure he'd be okay. a hand moves upward briefly to pull down his scarf &&. scratch at his chin before he crouches next to him &&. tilts his head. ❝ i'd be careful if i were you. if you cry, your tears would definitely freeze onto your face out here. ❞ / @rxmedyfind
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forcefielde · 1 year
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*  we're a team. [ @arkreacts. ]
duality is what you make it:  she keeps reminding herself ... his disposition,  kindly pompous in a charming way,  more or less.    (she's thankful the darlings and honeys have been spared for the time being.)  susan grapples for the niceties her patience had dutifully withered away.  he speaks the truth,  they are a team  –  dysfunctional and all.    teeth are grinded together, an unhealthy habit, and she stifles out a seemingly tolerable sentence,  though it feels like whatever higher power above her was laughing away.     “   right.  and for once you weren't a pain in my ass.    quite a team.  ”     the cock of a head,  the pursing of pale lips.    what she would do for a minute of peace,  after the lengths of that mission the pair endured.    still she puts on the slightest of grins,  and turns to face the iron-shrouded businessman.     “   you're good at working with other people, then?    i'm not quite sure that i can wholeheartedly agree with that, mr. stark.   ”
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