#redlineoffate

[akarxuu]

redlineoffate asked: Hak hugged her and kissed her "I love you my princess"

@redlineoffate

::~ Yona Squeaked a little with wide eyes as she blinked a few time and looked at her guard with a blushing face. "H-Hak...I..." Of course she loved him.. ever since time has gone on she realized it, it was the reason she was so protective of him, why she was willing to disobey her father and take upon a weapon lelarning day and night, all to protect him. If it wasn't for him she'd be.... no.. she shouldn't think of such things ... she was alive and well after all. The princess took a deep breath before looking up at him. "Hak,I love you.. I love you too so much too." She commented honestly her indigo hues glancing into his.

#bbys! #IC #redlineoffate

[therapardalis]

[Kiss Meme for @redlineoffate's unexpected Jake!]

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Neither of them were answering the phone. Not completely unknown if they were at work, or if Steven had switched it off so he could concentrate and forgotten to put it back on. But it had been hours now and Thera was ... telling herself she was irritated, because she didn't want to admit to worry. It just wasn't like them; even if there wasn't time to talk there'd be a text that said 'Busy' to set her mind at ease.

During the course of the evening she'd gone from eyeballing her phone where it sat on the coffee table to having it on hands-free in the car - then on Steven's coffee table as she let herself into the flat and, not finding them there, paced the length of it before trying to distract herself talking to the goldfish or leafing through a book.

When a key turned in the door she was on her feet, half-way to it when it opened and a familiar figure walked through. Well ... familiar except for the flat cap he was wearing, and the startled look on his face - but Thera was too relieved for those to properly sink in.

"Hey there ..." Catching her breath a little, "Are you OK?" She didn't give the poor man time to answer, or to protest, taking his face in her hands and planting a kiss on his lips. "I was getting worried ..."

#RedLineofFate #Moon Knight AU2 #;JL #That's a heck of a 'first meeting' XD!

[ristorantebar]

"kinda crazy to think about the fact that we're literally inside a key inside a turtle, huh?" mista leans back against one of the sofas, though he's sitting on the floor anyways. (who needs proper posture?) all the while, he looks to narancia.

"hey, are you feeling any better after that whole grateful dead thing? you look a lot better... a lot more, uh, hair and teeth. thank god. that was really giving me the creeps." though his concern for narancia is real, mista has his own ways of expressing it, that's for sure.

@redlineoffate ♡'d for a starter!

#redlineoffate #thank u so much for liking my starter call :D #did this for narancia because i love narancia.... he and mista have such a fun dynamic!!

[thetoaddaddy]

" did you have a nightmare ? " // Tsunade

Jiraiya slowly turns his head to face her. By the low light and chill in the air it’s still dark out. Despite that his heart is hammering and those lovely cold sweats had him soaked.

“I guess I did.” He grumbled before rubbing his eyes. “Why are you up?”

#toad daddy asks #playing around (ask game) #redlineoffate

[sacredpit]

↳               ❛   i thought you’d like some company .   ❜   //    Polnareff

    sender :   @redlineoffate      /     source :   prompted     /     status :   open .

    it’s rare for kakyoin to be left alone in his hospital room .   his mother is sure to stop by for at least a few hours with each new sunrise ,   voicing her elation that his recovery has gone smoothly overall   &   offering small trinkets to remind him of the comforts of home ;   his handheld games ,   his favorite books ,   vhs tapes of films she thought he’d like .   &   when it wasn’t her by his side ,   it was jotaro ;   kakyoin finds immense comfort in his presence ,   whether they’re engaged in thoughtful conversation or sitting in comfortable silence .   it’s the warmth of friendship ,   a life - giving light he’d been certain he would never experience a mere amount months ago ,   only for it to find him at   rock bottom   &   blossom through cracks in concrete   &   stone .

his heart aches at the thought of mr. avdol   &   iggy   &   the devastating reality that he will never see them again .   though the lofty likelihood of death had not been lost on any one of them as they sought out that   great evil   in the heart of the desert ,   that awareness had not made the grave reality any easier to accept   ━━━━   even more so for kakyoin ,   who had so narrowly managed to slip free from the clutches of his own demise .   what does it mean that he survived   &   they didn’t ??   how can he truly cherish the second chance fate had graciously offered him ,   but heartlessly withheld from his beloved comrades ?? 

mr. joestar urged him not to think that way ,   the few times he’d visited .   fate cannot be personified ,   cannot embody human attributes   ━━━━   it is a phenomenon beyond the bounds of even the vastest intellects ;   a   faceless ,   nameless deity   that rejects the perception of any prying eyes seeking to decipher its true nature .   but when kakyoin lies on the stark white sheets of this bed ,   cloaked in the depth of the night   &   left with only his thoughts as company ,   he cannot help but ask these unanswerable questions .   had their lives been given for his ,   somehow ??   is it fair that he will live the rest of his life while they remain frozen in time ,   at the   eternal end   of some tragic story ?? 

the late morning light spills through undrawn drapes ,   casting a beam of white warmth over his abdomen .   he opens his eyes just as the door to his room swings on its hinge ,   &   a half - curtained gaze doubles in width as a familiar figure crosses into the room ,   filling kakyoin’s vision like some kind of holy figure as daylight catches in his silvery hair .

“   polnareff ??   ”   he asks through a stolen breath ,   though no answer is needed .   sitting up nigh on ninety - degrees ,   a mountain of pillows tumbling down his straightened back ,   kakyoin reaches out for his friend almost instinctively ,   the intravenous tube burrowed into his arm swinging like a loose rope .   in an image that might be shocking to any who witnessed how sourly kakyoin behaved toward polnareff for the bulk of their shared journey ,   his   true regard   for him shines through ,   the glow of a campfire beneath the blackened desert sky ;   kakyoin is smiling wide ,    his dimples on full display as the whites of his teeth fill the space between rosy lips .

“   nobody told me you were coming ,   ”   he utters ,   voice airy with surprise   &   eyes alight with genuine mirth to see his friend ,   &   to see him looking well .   “   jojo said he hasn’t seen you since you went back to france .   you didn’t come all the way to japan just to see   me ,   did you ??   ”

#redlineoffate #【 * 🍒 教皇 › ❛ 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝗶 / post - stardust crusaders . 】 #【 * 🍒 教皇 › ❛ 𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 / prompted answers . 】 #BELOVED THANK U FOR SENDING THIS #this is the happiest he has ever been to see pol lmfao #don't get used to it ig djhvaskcbjhcbdssvj

[firestormmaidenanddragon]

Who Am I? - RP with redlineoffate

@redlineoffate

Casper was curled up on his bed, there had been incidents recently, ones where he would suddenly get more...harmful to those considered villains, yet when asked what he was doing, Casper would be confused, he'd have no idea what happened or what he had just done.

And after today's incident, Casper got scared, if he had no idea what made him like this, then he knew continuing on was risking a bad look for the Teen Titans should it end up worse than it already has been, especially towards Raven who was why he was there in the first place.

He just wished to be alone, and was currently thinking of quitting, only until he found out why he had these blanking out lashes of anger towards others that is, if he could figure this out, then maybe he'd be able to avoid more like it.

#casper whiteley (oc) #redlineoffate #roleplay

[rejectshumanity]

"I think there's someone hiding under my bed…" young Giorno looked at his father a little guiltily. "Can I sleep with you tonight, dad?"

unprompted asks | ALWAYS ACCEPTING

❝ oh, giorno. ❞   a dramatic sigh sounds from the pitch black shadows where DIO lies recumbent in bed. his eyes remain fixed upon the massive book propped in his lap, as his tone takes on that of a parent's exasperated, infinite patience.   ❝ have you forgotten we vanquished the foe? ❞   perhaps, he thinks, with the newfound benefit of hindsight, it was a mistake to make such a big show out of slaying the imaginary monster. far from easing the child's anxious mind, it would seem he has only encouraged it.

❝ come. ❞   he moves over to make room, pulling a bloodstained bed sheet over the dead body at his side before beckoning giorno to join him.   ❝ no harm shall befall you, dear boy. i will not allow it. ❞

#redlineoffate #// answered. #// verse vii. blood ties au #// hi!! thanks for the ask! 💖 i'm sorry it took me so long to answer

[starsmuserainbow]

[[Starter for @redlineoffate (Raven)!]]

Ah, she loved being in the mall. The recent days had been calm for the Titans, so despite their usual training routines and patrols, there wasn't much to do. Of course, they always had to stay wary, but whenever multiple days went by without any trouble calling them, it was getting easier to let that wariness slip away.

Right now, Starfire wasn't really worried or wary at all. She was in the mall, together with Raven, and there were many people here. There was no need to be careful all that much when you had a friend with you and were among people. Currently, they had both tryed on some clothes in a new shop that had recently opened, and now were in their uniforms again after having decided on some things to take.

"This is so wonderful! I am most enjoying our times of togetherness." Starfire chirped happily, while putting some of the clothes back onto their hangers as she wasn't taking those. "And you have found clothes that you like too, so you are enjoying it too, yes?" A thing she felt the need to make sure every now and then while they were doing things together - Starfire knew that she could sometimes get so into her own excitement and joy that she wouldn't notice if Raven still had fun, so she was asking occasionally. "Perhaps we shall make a break for eating after we have paid for these clothes?"

#redlineoffate #✫ General Tag (Starfire(Canon)) ✫ #✫ IC (Starfire(Canon)) ✫ #lemme know if I should change anything!

[herosugarsmoved]

•• "Hey there troublemaker!" Mirio greets Izuku, a half eaten bagel in his hand. "You're out here pretty early, what's got you up at this hour?" The blonde had woken up, as he usually did, dawn, for breakfast and a run.

@redlineoffate liked x for a starter! (chosen muse Izuku!)

#•• All of you should fight me! IC #•• Mirio {{ Lemillion }} Secondary verse - third year #redlineoffate

[coollyinterferes]

Plotted starter for @redlineoffate [for child!Bruno]

A lovely trip through Italy with his godson... Quite the lovely thing it had been so far. That was, of course, not counting the unexpected turn things had taken just earlier that morning. The second day of their stay in this small coastal village saw George having a little accident. A misstep that ended up with the young man tripping and falling not so graciously to the ground. The whole thing didn't seem to be anything too serious, most likely just a sprained ankle. Painful, yes, but nothing that would require more specialized treatment in one of the Foundation's hospitals, which is why they were here, in the local hospital.

Being a small village (and one that Robert so far could tell hid more than met the eye, based on his own experiences from his crime days), it was common for most studies of a non-life threatening ailment to take more time to come back with a result than they usually would take when performed at bigger institutions. In this case, they were just waiting for the bone scan of George's ankle to come back so the doctor could determine the severity of the injury and assign him the proper treatment. Half hour was the expected waiting time as they performed some scans on other patients and printed everything in one batch.

And so, having been forced to skip breakfast due to their impromptu visit to the hospital, both Robert and George were currently quite hungry. Normally, it would be George the first to offer himself to go get them something to eat (though most of times Robert and him would go together anyway) but, given the circumstances at the moment, he was unable to join Robert and go with him to grab something for them to munch on for the time being, until they were discharged from the hospital.

As Robert waited by the counter for their food to be served, his gaze landed on a child, amidst the crowd, sitting on one of the tables. He was all alone and looked beyond mortified, appearing to not even having touched his food as it sat before him on the table. Minutes went by and no one seemed to come to join him. A rather unusual sight, especially at a place like a hospital, where kids are not supposed to be left alone.

Having seen that troubled look mixed with helplessness countless times before during some of the direst days of his youth, Robert could tell something was... off, even for this type of usually grim setting. Call it a gut feeling if you may.

His attention was drawn away from the child for a moment when the lady at the counter informed Speedwagon that his order was ready. He paid and thanked her before he walked over to the kid's table, hoping not to intrude or even trouble him further than he already appeared to be. But, then again, he couldn't just leave without at least asking and making sure the kid was okay (as okay as someone visiting a hospital could be, that is) or had someone around to look after him.

"Hi." He greeted, keeping his tone soft so as not to startle the boy. "Sorry to bother. I don't mean to intrude, it's just... well, I couldn't help but notice..." He commented, his genuine concern beginning to seep through his facade and his voice. For now, his main concern was that of the child's well-being. It couldn't be possible that he was here all alone, possibly in charge of someone, right?

"...Are your parents here with you? Maybe a sibling or any other adult?" Came the standard questions, not meaning harm. All the opposite really. But, of course, Robert had no way of knowing beforehand the reason that had brought the boy to the hospital in the first place.

#[and here's where I apologize for this being a bit late. but i hope the starter is worth the delay! ;v;] #[let me know if you need me to change anything here!] #[no need to match length btw!! i tend to go ham with descriptions and etc for placing a basic setting and all that jazz] #[but that doesn't mean partners are required to match length for me ever <3] #redlineoffate #[hope it's okay for me to go iconless for now!! i don't have more than maybe 2 icons feat middle-aged speeb ;v; </3] #;long post #(?

[sparrowborn]

@redlineoffate

"Captain Ukitake, are you sure it's alright for you to be walking around? You do seem a little pale today.."

#redlineoffate

[kxjostarr]

redlineoffate asked: 10 // Polnareff 

How Hot Is My Muse? Rate them 1-10 for their response!

"You're too kind, Polnareff."

#ask #answered #redlineoffate #kujo mail; #always gotta count on the silver eraser to give her a perfect score

[therapardalis]

[Random Thing from @redlineoffate's Random Thing -uh- Crowley.]

"Do you get in the mood to drink yourself to the point of exhaustion and loss of memory, just to think about nothing? Would you like to join me in this? Damn Angel left me…" ------------

... Well. Just when she thought Crowley couldn't surprise her any more. They'd managed to settle that he wasn't going to be adding her soul to his quota, which honestly had made things more ... not trusting, absolutely not, but relaxed. They'd even hit a wine bar together, in a casual sort of way.

And yeah, he'd mentioned an Angel who owned a bookshop, even if that second thing had interested her more than the first.

But she hadn't realised that they were ... that they ... he and the ...

... Wow.

"Well, uh ..." Demon's Agony Aunt wasn't how she'd imagined her day, would go, but she was probably the only remotely 'friend-shaped' person he had. "I'm not gonna get myself wiped out, but I'll come along while you do."

#RedLineofFate #;Crowley #Good Omens AU2 #v; tbd

[sunyatas]

“Just one more kiss… please.” // Mushra @ Yakumo

Kisses! Kisses! Kisses! || I'm a heathan for kiss memes, so always accepting

Taking place in the time frame of episode 27, before Mushra gives her the flower. (Arc 2)

The tender, soft sweep of the initial touch of their lips tasted sweeter than anything she could have fathomed in her dreams. Lashes brushed along his cheek, her focus drifting from the weariness that encompassed her, and instead focused on those little aspects of him that the human yearned to embrace and fall deeply into as their connection lingered, soft, gentle grazing of skin.

Hints of smoke and earth lingered along the corner of his lips. It was the lingering of a fire that not only burned beyond his flesh, but inside his heart. That familiarity that drew her in, his own scent, that singular, unique swirl that encompassed her every time he had ever held her, protected her, shielded her from every and any dangers. Even if those days had long passed, that familiar warmth resounded in her mind as if it had just been yesterday that he had embraced her, catching her when she fell to certain doom. Having this small sip of him once more now, she easily could have drank deeply of him every single day.

Yet, Yakumo knew even if she was to allow her mirth to continue, to allow herself to succumb to Mushra's embrace, the days they had together were dwindling. The amount of sunsets she would have to enjoy this bliss would rapidly be eclipsed by the darkness that was Lanancuras.

Despite traveling together once more, not to Shinzo as they had once set off to do, to seal away the evil that seeped into the land, happiness was still entirely fleeting for the woman. Mushra no longer recalled their original journey, their time together, and instead merely looked after her as a distant protector. At least, that had been her thought until moments from their past spilled from his lips without warning. Sentiments that Yakumo thought had been long lost to the former timeline were arising in little ways.

Knowledge of her adoration of flowers. Small comments that she had only ever shared with him on moonlit nights by the fire. The way he looked at her when she smiled.

This night, willfully and with enough of her energy and power regained, Yakumo indignantly insisted to do the night's watch, so her companions could be offered the same respite as they had given her. Unable to deny her, Binka, Kutal, and Sago had resigned to slumber, but Mushra had remained awake with her, despite her pleas--such the pleas that were indeed half-hearted, as soaking up every moment with her friends elated her weary heart.

She wasn't sure how it happened, or why she had done it. Sitting by the fire upon the small log beside him, it was as if she had been transported back to those halcyon days of seeking the remainders of humanity and looking forward to every morning. He was trying to make her laugh--his normal, very Mushra way, and before she knew her own thoughts, flesh moved on it's own. Fingers cupped his cheek and she had come in, sealing her lips to his in a passionate, yearning lock. It was only once they had connected that realization hit her of what had sparked the notion: he had flashed her that bright, bright smile and she wanted to cement the beam from him against her.

A tender kiss. One that Yakumo had longed to give him since she had realized her feelings after the battle with Caris at Mechano City, but could never give in to fruition. The moment she realized her affection for the Enterran before her, it was swept away in fire, ash, and sands. But now it was real.

Yakumo lingered a moment more before allowing herself to parting away from him, only to submerge herself as a wash of cold came over her. A lack of his radiating warmth and the knowledge that this could never last more than a few more weeks--as long as her body held out against the evil Celestial--leading to only leaving Mushra to lament as she had over him years before.

A vicious cycle of sorrow for the potential lovers. One to depart the world while the other lives, only for them to reunite long enough to repeat the sorrow again in a new timeline.

"Mu-Mushra, I--" Yakumo began to recoil, her face radiating with crimson, fingers lifting to hide her face. But he halted them, gently, pulling them back down to his chest. Her breath halted in her chest, widened blue gaze wholly trained on him, hand curling around his own as those words were whispered.

"Just one more kiss...please."

Her heart ached hearing the utterance. He was ever so gentle with her, his immense strength easily capable of overwhelming her, he never let himself hurt her. Even now, when she has breached beyond what was allowed, when she had given in to feelings she had thought were left back in the dunes of the desert, Mushra was gentle with her. Gentle with these feelings that she had locked away for all these years.

A slow nod came as she leaned in once more, lips hovering over his own as she softly whispered in return. "One more." Her free hand moved to wrap around his shoulder, pulling herself closer to him, allowing herself to indulge in his scent once more. "...Mushra..." His name breathed with more than just the syllables, before silence enraptured them in the crisp, night mountain air, the fire crackling steadily.

Just once more she could give in, before her final journey.

#Yakumo; asks #Yakumo; RP #rp; ask meme #redlineoffate #Excuse me while I cry in angst and fluff all at once #This took me like 3 hours to do man

[thetoaddaddy]

( ⚆ _ ⚆ ) // Tsunade

“Don’t look at me.” Jiraiya said softly, knowing this will most certainly trigger the hemophobia. “I’m not hurt too badly I can patch myself up.”

#toad daddy asks #muse covered in blood prompt #redlineoffate #playing around (ask game)

[serpentmalign]

“You look like you could use a hug.” said Orochimaru || @redlineoffate

The young boy wasn't aware of the tears wetting his cheeks nor the sting in his eyes. There was no rhyme or reason, no specific trigger. Mitsuki's body didn't tremble, his lungs didn't heave greedily for air. He was stock-still silent in the hallway, staring into the darkness with wall lamp washing his blue tones warm.

"Oh- Do I?" he commented, his voice present, his mind was not.

Hastily wiping his long sleeves against his face, he tried to remove the signature of distress from himself as to not worry his parent over whatever was troubling him ( not that he knew himself ).

"I don't think it's anything important, but I won't say 'no' to a hug," he pushed a smile onto his lips.

#ic — mitsuki #v — iridescent scales pale & fresh to the world (part i) #closed starter #redlineoffate