@nghread | for Sethos
“Not to state the obvious but, it’s definitely weird to see someone taller than me. Is there even a perk to being that big?”
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Wow, what an insulting brat. And to think, actually, Elion was much, much older than Bravat. Truly unfortunate that he didn’t act his age for sure. For an elder, this one could sure run his mouth. Bravat didn’t really like or appreciate that, but he had to show that he wasn’t affected by such bratty behaviour.
“Nihaha! My my, aren’t you a lively one?”, Emphasis on the lively.
He chuckled away before shaking his head in disappointment.
“Goodness me, and here I only said such a simple quote and you came at poor little me with such sourness! Don’t forget now, you’re dealing with adults here! Maybe you ought to act your age or come with better education~!”, he chimed back in response.
“Honestly, to call me such insolent names, what are you exactly? Who do you think you are~? You know if you aren’t careful then...~ Hm! Well, we’ll just have to let fates decide that!”
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What a rather interesting child - if Gentaro could call Sethos that. By his eyes, human eyes that was, he looked rather huge, monstrous even. However, despite his appearance, he appeared to be rather gentle and kind. How peculiar...
He looked at the demon without fear, a soft smile curling at his lips.
“Hmm, mayhaps~. But you’re unaware of one thing~.”, he began.
“The stars are able to tell many stories. The story of Nephele being gifted a golden ram - Aries, Hercules and the slaying of the giant crab, Orion and his fall to the giant scorpion and so on. Though one’s birth, it’s easy to associate stories. They’re able to tell so much. Being an Aries myself, I’ve not yet been gifted a golden ram so to speak, but our moon alignments can configure our personalities. Doesn’t that strike you as interesting~?”
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Of course, Sethos had to have that extra complimentary sarcasm to him didn’t he? Well, he had to get it from someone it seems...
Regardless, Ephadel was far from impressed.
“You could be twiddling your thumbs and playing patty-cake by yourself for all I care. You’re sick and you’re supposed to be staying in bed.”, he huffed before moving over to Sethos, grabbing him under his arm.
“Come on. You’re coming with me. Back to bed. I’m not having you just sitting here. The air could be tainted for all we know. You’re not resting by just sitting there.”, he started to tug in attempt to get him to move.
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@nghread [x] - William
This world was still a vast unknown to Nix, the same could be said for her past. The furthest back she could remember was waking up in a dark, empty place. It was while fleeing from sharp fanged individuals that she encountered the man before her now. William was kind enough to take her under his wing and look after her since she couldn’t remember a single thing about where she came from. Not only did he give her a place to stay, he also managed to construct an arm to replace the one she had lost. How she lost it, that memory was gone as well. The only hint was the mechanics still in place on what remained of her arm, something he was able to work with. While the priest was able to solve that problem, there remained one with seemingly no solution. Her memories.
William seemed set on helping Nix regain what was lost but so far nothing worked. At least he didn’t appear to lose hope yet, unlike herself. “I have a few doubts.. What if nothing ever works? If I never remember who I was. Also.. what if I forgot everything for a reason? Or what if I was some terrible person in the past? Would remembering change me..?” Would she become some sort of horrific person if she recalled a twisted past? Nix didn’t want that. She didn’t want to lose who she was currently, not when she was starting to feel a little grounded. “I.. don’t want you to hate me.”
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“Tch this shit fuckin’ blows...”, he muttered under his breath, tutting soon after with a string of curses to follow.
He didn’t even do anything. Why was the teacher even calling him out and staying behind? Well, okay maybe he did yell at another classmate and told them... rather obscene things, but they were asking for it! He was in the right to tell him! Shouldn’t have opened his mouth and start spreading things he shouldn’t.
He wasn’t going to handle this. Like hell was he just going to get lectured for self defense. There was nobody else in the room since they had all just left, but Ryuji was going to go too. He had enough.
He stood up and collected his bag, already moving through the alleyways of desks towards the door.
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“Sorry, just thought you looked like you were wobblin’. Don’t want you to be too off your feet.”, he shook his head in response.
“Wanna come for a walk with me downtown? We can stop by a coffee shop and talk or somethin’ if you’d like, my treat.”
To Samatoki, Dimitri just looked worn out and tired, probably from overworking. He didn’t like it when he would work himself to the bone. Then, Samatoki had been working just as hard but he felt Dimitri would have more a chance to have a break than he did. Unfortunately, they were both fairly stubborn so there was no leverage between either of them.
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starter || @nghread (Dimitri)
Nothing beat a good day at burning a few varkids or two, choking out the life of a psycho or three, and just enjoying the sights and scenes of the blood and possible other bits and pieces that would rain down upon a Vault Hunter. Well, so Zane believed anyway. As much as being a Vault Hunter had its daily livings, they were pretty exhausting.
After a quick change-up at Sanctuary and a few whistles of a good tune about how he managed to beat the living snot out of a Tink with the hilt of his pistol, he made his way towards Moxxi’s bar. Nothing beat a good pint of beer to drown down the excitement of the day.
He flopped down on the next nearest available seat with a heavy sigh, soon raising his hand in the air.
“Heyo, Moxxi! The usual, please! Make it a double!”
After a few chatups from Miss Moxxi herself and a few missed shots in return from Zane, Moxxi was on her way to serve other customers and Zane looked at his fresh glass of alcohol, feeling the strength burn as his nostrils.
“Hoooo hoo hoo boy! Time to guzzle you down and make you a part of my body system!”, he exclaimed before taking a healthy gulp.
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@nghread said: Hope you don't mind me sending this late, but can you compare my Sethos (Who is 7'10") to your muse, because it's cute with height differences B) || Send your character's height and I'll compare it to mine || accepting
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Juliet was talking to herself quietly as she worked in her garden. "I've dreamt about you nearly every night this week." She said softly as she looked at her plants. She had been having some strange dreams lately that she couldn't explain. "How many secrets can you keep?"
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❛ your gut knows what’s up. trust that bitch. ❜ (From Dimitri )
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“Now that is one of the most second hand ways of ever calling me a bitch, if I have ever heard one.”
There was a real effort in trying to sound offended in some way, but the laugh that came straight after saying it probably destroyed any chances she had of ever being taken seriously.
Trusting your gut was something she believed in as well, it had saved her many times in her life, especially with her job. Sometimes your gut feeling was all you really had to go on.
“Oh I do believe in following your gut feeling, but one of these days one of the bad feelings is going to come back as something bad you ate and you will make a wrong choice.”
Half a joke, half a worry. Some choices one made when following your gut could be questionable at the least...But then again what did morals have to do in a job such as this?
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starter for @nghread - Llwynog
“Ah... tranquil as ever.”
Gentaro’s eyes followed the direction of the wind flow, admiring the gentle fluttering of the leaves that had fallen around him and whirled in a mesmerising dance. It reminded him of the blossoming of spring, the pollen surrounding the air and captivating the nostrils of those that enter its terrain.
He continued down a pathway, stopping by to what had noticed to be a shrine.
“Oh?”, he inspected it carefully, reading its engravings and discolouration.
“A beautiful deciption of architecture that’s shamefully ruptured...”
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@nghread Liked A Starter Call
“You’d think they’d learn not to mess with the forces beyond their own powers.”
Very little care was given towards the news of many peoples death, a of handed comment thrown out when seeing the news flash up on the screen in a window, instead just finishing to light his smoke, eyes investigating the world around him for a moment more before moving on.
His phone was dead, having had taken a bullet for him in just the day before, so instead of having a trusty guide to show him around, Luca was just wandering. A goal was in his mind though he did not know exactly where said goal was.
“Excuse me, mind if I ask where exactly I am?”
The offer of a smile should have been a comforting thing from anyone else, thought from this man it was more cold then anything, a half a tug of his list.
Ever polite, but never a warm person.
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Hi! I hope you don't mind me jumping into your inbox here, but the anime you're reblogging with the guy in a red robe is interesting me, and I would just like to know what it's called? Thanks :)
hey! no worries hehe i’m happy you’re interested in tgcf, good taste 👀👌
it’s a donghua or chinese anime called tian guan ci fu / heaven official’s blessing! hope you give it a watch 💕
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@nghread liked for a starter.
the shifter was slouched over, shirtless. this isn’t an uncommon thing for them.
but the purpose of it was so they could clean off some shedding skin. the sound
of a bristle brush against rough scales could be heard. at least they have a
sports bra on. brush brush ...
❝ take a picture. it’ll last longer. ❞
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bursts in through the door sooooo i wanna wish a huge happy birthday to one of my best friends fae / @nghread , one of the sweetest cinnamon rolls to ever grace this earth hbbuibiubbuhk fae , you’ve been a huge part of my life for years now , && i wouldn’t change it for the world ??? you’ve been my rock through some of the darkest periods of my life , you’re always there for me && i just adore us being absolute idiots together ( foxy zhuge liang lmfao ) , so i hope you have the most wonderful day filled w/ happiness && love ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡
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