#summerxmelodies

[myriadxofxmuses]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 — BOLD / ITALICIZE what applies

Johanna Mason

𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳𝚂.

tinkling of piano keys / the click of a lock / an engine starting, stalling / sinful whispers / stifled sobbing / the rattle of death / alarm blaring / a siren call / spanish guitar strumming / loud laughter at midnight / banshee screeching / drunk hiccuping / the giggle of a child / rolling thunder / disdainful chuckling / bones creaking / carefree whistling / singing off key / flesh hitting concrete / white noise / a mirror cracking / laboured breathing / a groan of pain / waves lapping at the shore / the roar of a lion / pages turning / swords clashing / deep humming / birds chirping / dial tone / tongue popping / fingers tapping a surface / crystals breaking / music turned up to the limit / raindrops on a roof / angry yelling / yawning at noon / horns going off / ravens talking / bubblegum bursting / splashing water / teakettle squeal / militia drums / wolves howling / slow, sarcastic clapping / soprano notes / whispering pleas / gregorian chants / mournful cries.

𝚅𝙸𝚂𝚄𝙰𝙻𝚂.

filled notebooks / dogeared books / clean shaves / empty stares / sleeping at a desk / the witching hour / driving all night / restless tides / broken windows / coffee any time / freshly baked goods / bonfires / lounging felines / circles under your eyes / bedhead / tangling in the sheets / leather jackets / paint stains / music sheets / too many tabs to find the music / weary brows / card games / messy ponytails / strained smiles / unsent texts / heart on your sleeve / slow dancing in the rain / star gazing / torn jeans / piles of clothes / filled bookshelves / hurricanes / chapped lips / cliff diving / the lights in venice / stolen kisses / poet shirts / half melted candles / empty coffee mugs / hot tea / unlaced boots / shameless flirting / too young to be so old / laced fingers / eyes in the trees / bloody knuckles / french letters / neon lights / ivy covered balconies

𝚂𝙲𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚂.

burnt leaves / turkish coffee / spiced rum / moss / vanilla beans / freshly cut grass / decay / sea salt / strawberries and cream / cinnamon / honey / copper / pineapple / wet dog / pine needles / wood shavings / rainsoaked bark / something sharp, indefinable / Russian tea / dandelions / squeezed limes / Italian wine / freshly laundered clothes / coming rain / hardtack and gruel / roasting flesh / something cloying in the chest / ichor / lillies in spring / pollen / damp clothes / meatpies / greasy coins / curdled milk / leather / bone marrow / wet cement / ricecakes / open paint cans / cocoa leaves / tar / apples / sandlewood cologne / orchids / molded onions / cheap perfume / mistletoe / rubber on fire / grave dirt / old books / new books / melting plastic / roses / poison oak / seacucumbers / peppermint.

tagged by: @conscriptur (tysm)

tagging: @lostxones (Molly), @lunarruled, @waveofstars (Chey), @scinglives (Sarah), @fangsandmagic, @uncxntrxllable (Bailey, Lakota, or Charlie), @summerxmelodies, @heartxshaped-bruises (Zelda & Rachel), @huntrcssqueen (Theo), @blindspct (Miley)

#conscriptur #lostxones #lunarruled #waveofstars #scinglives #fangsandmagic #uncxntrxllable #summerxmelodies #heartxshaped-bruises #huntrcssqueen #blindspct #[silent war axe: johanna] #[perceptible things: aesthetics]

[drippingheart]

People enjoyed or simply liked bringing questions of morality and introspection at the feet of those holding any inkling of power. These question were best reserved for the ego of Gojō Satoru or the reclusive elders, not that the latter entertained strangers or questions. In a broader sense, Fushiguro Megumi did believe that every person had a choice when it came to their actions . . even in live or die situations, there was an obvious, albeit not pleasurable choice.

However there were plenty of things where choice was ripped out of grasp — he had no choice when his mother died, when his father left, and being born a sorcerer. Itadori Yuuji inserting himself into Megumi's life ( or the other way around ) brought forth more moments of contemplation than the onyx haired teen had done previously in life. Perhaps Megumi was a marred soul, but the matter of right and wrong came with surprising ease for him though the ease continued to be tested the more time he spent with Yuuji. Somber eyes focused on his company @summerxmelodies as words were produced with his typical neutrality.

── ❛ That is out of my control. I'm not a judge or an executioner . . ❜

Though there was the tricky matter of defeating curse users. Then again, by definition, curse users were not the ones Megumi sought to save.

── ❛ I do what is right by my standards. What feels right. I'll face the consequences of my actions afterwards for better or worse. ❜

#𝟎𝟕 ten shadows technique . #summerxmelodies #howdy .

[3katanas]

@summerxmelodies asked: "Hope is a fickle, dangerous thing." (for OP verse (hi!))

Once he'd have agreed. It hadn't been long ago since he'd been...well lost. Not just in the physical sense, but a deeper one. Sure he'd had a purpose and a dream, a reason to keep moving forward, but he hadn't been living. He knew that now, the reality of it sinking in daily as his newfound family drew him farther and farther out of his shell.

Now?

His gaze shifted to the female they'd offered to carry to the next island. Luffy having discovered she'd needed a lift and all but dragging her aboard in that way of his that made it hard to refuse.

"Some would say it's the thing that keeps you going when all else is lost."

#summerxmelodies #bounty claimed (answered)

[seaoftales]

It was hard not to notice the loud noises coming from one of the corners of the bar. While Shanks wasn't one to judge, far from it, in fact, even him and his crew knew that they could drink and celebrate while not disturbing other patrons around them. It was no wonder that some patrons eventually started leaving, grumbling something about being unable to have the peace that they wanted.

Now, Shanks rarely got involved. One, he would look like the world's greatest hypocrite, and two, him getting involved in other people's business inside bars tended not to end really well for the opposing party. When the voices finally reached him and he heard some rather unbecoming comments coming from the group of men, some of which raised quite a few alarms in his head, he had no choice but to get involved after all.

Pushing the chair he sat on away from the bar, the red haired captain got up and approached the group, Beck close in tow in case he was needed.

❝ Mind keeping it down? ❞ He'd try the calm approach at first. There was no need to get violent right off the bat.

One of them, without turning, spoke up. ❝ Actually, we do mind keepin' it down. Why doncha keep ya nose in yer own fuckin' business, eh? ❞

Benn, standing behind Shanks, laughed, the man who spoke up looking even more unamused now.

❝ I told ya to fuck-- R-R-Red H-Hair! ❞ He finally stuttered out as he turned, eyes wide. One by one, the men turned, staring at him and Beck with fear. He didn't even have to say anything at all. They left, heads bowed and eyes fixed on the ground that all of a sudden looked very interesting.

Shanks turned to the young blonde and offered her a small smile. ❝ You okay? I hope they didn't bother you too much. ❞

@summerxmelodies ♥'d

#summerxmelodies #【 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞: red haired shanks 】 #// hope this is okay! if not lemme know what you like changed!

[phoenixbxrn]

@summerxmelodies said: ❝ you’re plotting something, aren’t you? come on then - out with it. ❞

He'd been silent for a few minutes, falling deeper and deeper into his own thoughts. Problem-solving had come with being the doctor and first commander on the Whitebeard crew and even now it seemed he couldn't escape the desire to help others. Marco looked at the young woman, wondering if his plan could or would work and if she'd been willing to go through with it. There was a chance she'd already tried in her attempt to get away from her father.

"I was just thinking...what if you tried faking your own death?" He suggested, turning so he completely faced her. "Don't take this the wrong way but with such a high bounty it's going to become harder and harder for you to trust people and escape situations where you're outnumbered. Unless you plan on joining a pirate crew." He explained. Some could survive but even they were far older and experienced with battling overpowered enemies.

"If you convince the world you're dead then the Marines will toss out the bounty and you won't have people actively looking for you." It wasn't an easy life and he couldn't imagine she'd want a life constantly on the run.

#summerxmelodies #|| ahh i hope this is ok #assumed she may have told him #but i can change it if you like

[regensia]

@summerxmelodies / Melody said . . .

“Would you come after me? Hunt me?“ (Koby <3 )

Blade Runner   {Sentence Starters}

It was a question that took careful consideration. There was no way around it: Melody was a wanted woman. But she was also a fugitive from her very own father, at least as Koby had been able to guess provided enough context clues and information over time, never necessarily one to simply mind his own business.

No matter the stance of the Marines, the young captain was learning the validity of trusting his intuition, to go along with the gut sensation within him, and no longer doubt.

Melody had the potential to be dangerous, a wildcard if she so wanted. But the fact was clear that she hadn't ever gone out of her way to stir up trouble, always living her life on the road or upon a ship that would take her to the next island, away from the Marines who were assigned to chase her down.

She wasn't on the side of the Marines, but that didn't mean she was evil either. There were far greater and more legitimate threats to justice and peace to focus his energies upon.

"No. I wouldn't."

#summerxmelodies #✸ ANSWERED. ( KOBY. ) #✸ QUEUE.

[xcalibxr]

@summerxmelodies asked: how long have you been standing there? (Hi!)

RANDOM DIALOGUE PROMPTS (1/?) // ACCEPTING.

"Long enough," Drake replied as his sharp gaze snapped to his immediate left and downwards, done with the scene in front of him to spy a young woman who seemed to have been just as curious as he had been initially. "Perhaps you should take your leave, Miss. Marines will be flooding this area soon enough."

#/ ic. #/ main. #summerxmelodies #/ hey there ! #/ answered ask.

[razorfst]

@summerxmelodies wanted a shippy angst starter

He didn't like this, didn't like being followed. It pissed him off more than anything. Andrei didn't know this would cause as much trouble as it did. Would his actions half changed? No. The answer was easy for that, he would have still stood up to that man and fired him on the spot. Andrei just didn't know he would turn to another family for revenge at being embarrassed. Maybe he should have but it wasn't something he couldn't fix. Still, he didn't like the fact he had to fight the person tailing him near the building of his penthouse. Sure there was a cut on his form and his side, nothing too deep, all superficial. And he was used to those kinds of wounds but it didn't mean he enjoyed them. Walking into the penthouse, throwing open the door was evidence enough of his mood. "Melody!" He yells out, grabbing the bottom of his shirt and pulling it off before tossing it to the side. "You need to pack your things, it isn't safe here anymore." He says in a less yelling tone but still one annoyed and angry but not at her. Taking a towel he moves to clean the wound on his side. "Until I fix this problem, we have to stay somewhere else. For you and me." He didn't like taking people outside of his 'family' there, she would be the first. Something else that pissed him off about all of this. "Now." He growls out, not even looking up as he works at the wound.

#summerxmelodies #🔪 — мy ғaмιly ιѕ мy ѕтrengтн and мy weaĸneѕѕ ╲ ( verѕe 06 )

[akagamiko]

She's not sorry at all.

Another black out. So many people are his type! Who knew?

#summerxmelodies #bingo game #oh goooddddd lmfao #all true statements she's right #QUEUE.

[mischieftomake]

❝ it’s okay to not be okay. ❞  

stranger things s4 sentence starters - accepting

"The next person who says something like that to me will find their life coming to a sudden and extremely painful end," Loki snarled, clenching his hands into fists to hide how much they were shaking. Why did everyone consider what he might be thinking or feeling to be their business? What was it about him that made others think he would accept counsel on whatever weakness they thought they saw in him?

"Not that it is any of your business, but I have never been particularly interested in what the universe as a whole considers acceptable. If at any point I do find myself 'not okay', I can assure you that everyone else's opinion of my mental state will not be at the top of my list of concerns."

#summerxmelodies #ask #inbox meme #//loki? in denial? never

[ferromagnetiic]

【 ⚙ 】  |  【 open starter call. 】 @summerxmelodies

❝ By the way, lass, how short are ya?! Three feet? I heard ya were s'ppsed to be a werewolf, but yer like a damn puppy. Nearly stepped on ya when I walked in. ❞

#summerxmelodies #【 ⚙ ˊˎ | RECKLESS TONGUE | ic. 】 #// thank you for liking! #// sorry;;; i couldn't resist;;; #// bullies the poor girl because he sucks.

[thejadedking]

@summerxmelodies asked: She blinked, a hand going to her face. He was staring. "Do I have something on my face?" she questioned, wiping at her mouth carefully.

"No. You caught my attention. That's all." Not that he was willing to explain any further, not overly concerned whether it was taken as an insult or a compliment. Really, it wasn't intended to be either and did ring true -- - she was mortal, after all, and there was no hiding the sound of her heart beating away in her chest or the blood that ran through her body like a Mariachi band standing mere feet away from. That's all they were, wasn't it? Juicebags, as Galeb had heard some of the younger generations of vampire call humanity.

"Are you local?" He finally asked, his voice low and steady, no need to hurry his words. "I'm new to the area and I'm still... getting used to the place." Why not play the part of an innocent newcomer? "New surroundings and all. It can be quite... overwhelming."

#summerxmelodies #𝙞𝙘 #𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙨 #𝙜𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙗 𝙗𝙖𝙯𝙤𝙧𝙮 ( main identity ) #𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚: 𝘐 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵

[seaoftales]

“I'm getting too old for this nonsense.” (for Mihawk! (Hi!))(Mel you're in your 20s shut up lol)

He wasn't one to make small talk, even less so to socialize when he really didn't have to - or want to, for that matter - though the events that transpired as he made his way across the square and past a bar where a fight broke out had him stop to observe what was going on.

By the looks of it, it was a fight between some pirates and Marines, nothing really new or all too exciting, though what had him stop was the potential swordsmanship prowess of one of the pirates. He did, after all, always look for a challenge and a worthy opponent, though that was rather short-lived. The swordsman wasn't as skilled as he expected - his sword had visible damage on the blade, the fighting style was way too stiff and impulsive. Compared to him, the man looked like a toddler wielding a stick.

He looked to his side, finally making eye contact with the young woman addressing him. For once, he also agreed with somebody. He, too, was getting old for things like these, even if he wasn't directly involved.

"Too old? That's a rather bold statement from somebody so young."

@summerxmelodies / BG3 companion banter starters

#summerxmelodies #【 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞: dracule mihawk 】 #【 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤: dracule mihawk 】 #❛ 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬! ❜ | answered asks #// hi friend!

[enjomo-arch]

(  unprompted  :  melody  )    //    ♠   @summerxmelodies

"What's it like growing up on an island?"

❝  a  lotta  old  people  tryin'  to  take  care  of  ya'  and  then  they  chase  you  off  with  a  rug  in  their  hand.  ❞  the  half  joke  was  followed  by  ace's  loud  laughter  at  the  mere  memory.  they  were  faded,  disappearing  more  and  more  with  years  but  some  things  were  drilled  within  his  head.  the  landscapes,  the  quiet  of  a  town  slowly  living  their  lives.  the  chatter  of  people  coming  downstair,  singing  songs  with  tunes  of  paino  playing  in  the  saloon.  of  course,  there  was  no  denying  the  nagging  that  ace  had  to  listen  to  when  he  was  over  four  years  old.  

his  temper  had  always  been  untamed.  the  fire  fist  leaned  back  in  the  seat.  strong  arms  supporting  his  weight  on  the  rock  as  he  tilted  his  head,  eyes  plastered  over  the  evening's  firey  sky.  burning  in  the  colors  of  his  own  fire.  ❝  i  miss  it.  the  reekin'  smell  of  liquor,  creakin'  boards  and  music  in  the  town's  saloon  where  my  mother  used  to  work.  sometimes  i  wonder  how's  the  old  man  doin'.  he  was  always  a  little  tough,  could  start  a  fight  in  an  empty  house. one day i plan to return to it, wonder if they can still remember me. ❞

#summerxmelodies #「003」 𝗜𝗡 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥 #「004」 𝗥𝗘𝗣𝗟𝗬 #「ver」 𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗥𝗔𝗟 #THANK U SM KITKAT for the ask < 3 #im so glad ace can talk abt his island and hometown im sooo not normal rn

[hxllblazer]

@summerxmelodies cont.

“Good girl. Y’ listen.” It was threatening to make a distasteful joke about it probably being the first time but… time and a place for that. At least where there wasn’t a chance for a sharp cut going where it didn’t need to.

John squeezed a bit more onto a different carved mark on the floor, nothing too noticeable in change visibly but the door seemed to shimmer with the effect of a wall almost. Good, nothing in or out if this actually did go tits up. At least it’d buy him enough time.

“Now for the unpleasant part.” It was about as much of a warning as he was willing to give before plunging just the tip of the stained blade into her arm and carved. Each intricate little mark more precise than the next, only stopping to bend down to paint a matching mark with a mixture of blood to the floorspace next to them. A bit of an unholy insurance on his part to bind the charm to himself to make sure it lasted.

And if she ever tried to cross him at some point later down the line.

“Yer doin’ good, lass.” Some idle words of encouragement after a bit of time, finishing up a batch. “That ziplock baggie feeling’s your body reforming over the marks, but they’ll be on your very soul.”

#summerxmelodies #prattling along «✦» ( in character #disaster con «✦» ( main #do it tomorrow «✦» ( queue

[yahvvacheop]

Gojo starter for @summerxmelodies

"If the tomcat is real, I want to pet it... Can I pet it? I always wondered if bigger cats were able to purr under my influence... women do from time to time, but, hey, that's the story for a different day, right? So, where is the cat, eh?"

#summerxmelodies #// i don't know man... catch me if you can. mr holmes ! *runs away*