#verse tbd.

[thecptn]

❝ now listen here, this is important— the proper way to make tea is with milk and two sugars. it should be brick red, not black and certainly not pale and sickly looking. just a splash of milk, no more, and drunk in a sturdy mug. ❞

open starter

#open starter. #ic. #verse tbd. #he could be alive. he could be a ghost *shrugs* #he has strong feelings about tea.

[denniisa]

@ofcrossrcads / lyric starter. kiss me, son of god by they might be giants.

"i destroyed the bond of friendship and respect between the only people left who'd even look me in the eye."

#ofcrossrcads #interactions. #spotify really is doing something to me #verse tbd.

[gumpistol]

@per-oceanum / [ continued. ]

    he didn't mean to say that out loud, the observation slipping through lips without even realizing it. oh well. the straw hat is squatted next to the former warlord, dilated pupils fixed on the open wound. but his wide gaze darts away from its brief fixation and to the man's face as the irritated tone cuts through. luffy's eyebrows crease into an equally annoyed scowl. his hand finally drops from his face, and an unknown fleck of something is flicked away from the surface of his fingertip. 

    ❝ yeah, yeah — whatever, meanie. ❞ despite aggravation in his tone, luffy tries to help anyway, almost immediately reaching to untie the yellow sash fixed around his waist. as he fumbles with the knot, the tip of his tongue starts to barely stick from the corner of his mouth. now he's focused.

    ❝ ehe, when did you get so weak? ❞ the young captain comments bluntly and without care again as the piece of cloth is finally freed. his expression has already softened once more, to one of casual amusement. the sash is haphazardly balled up in his grasp, then he shifts to face the wounded arm. but luffy pauses, bringing his attention back to crocodile's face with a piercing and intense stare. 

   ❝ must be because you're old. ❞ without warning, the yellow cloth is pressed firmly against the gash. 

#peroceanum #❝ screw the plan ❞ — ic #verse tbd. #he's really not pulling the punches here #luffy vc: can't believe i lost to this guy once yuck

[werexcat]

… …

… …

How—… how do you tell someone… that … you’re—that you… that … that they’re … important… ?

#verse tbd. #ic. #open post.

[chernayavd0va]

continued from here with @scinglives.

For the first time in a long time, she found herself in a deep enough sleep, that slight movements that would have woken her up, to be more on high alert than she had been. She had missed when his hand had been on her neck until it was too late, and that metal hand was gripping around her neck, jolting her awake. She only had enough time to grab for Bucky's wrist when he woke up, luckily.

She coughed a little, and sat up with her hand on her neck, looking at him and shaking her head with a bit of a labored breath. "You wouldn't have killed me." She reassured, it wouldn't have been the first time she had an attempt on her life in her sleep. "Come back to bed, lets talk about it. We can figure out a work around."

#𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎:// natasha romanoff ➙ in character ➙ ( thread replies. ) #verse tbd. #scinglives

[1nternational]

   ❝   i’ll      be      happy       when       this      final       is      over.          -               it’s      a      huge       chunk      of      my       grade         ,           but        here         ,          quiz     me.      ❞   

ㅤ ㅤ۫ㅤ ㅤㅤ𝅄ㅤㅤ 𖹭 neverrcry / 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑.

#neverrcy #verse tbd.

[careol]

open to mutuals: verse tbd.

               ❝   i   always   wanna   stay,   wanna   go,   wanna   stay,   wanna   go,   i   don’t   know.   ❞

#* &. mutuals please reply / open. #verse tbd.

[skygraced]

plotted starter for @luzofstars

SHE COULD TELL SOMETHING WAS BOTHERING LINK, EVEN IF HE WOULDN'T ADMIT IT. this wasn't a new revelation for her mind you, knowing someone your whole life makes it very easy to read them like a book. understanding the book was where she was tripping up this time around. he had been more distant than normal, sneaking off to be alone far more often than she was admittable comfortable with. she was so content on just chalking it up to him coming to terms with his fight with demise and what exactly it was that he had accomplished. what exactly he had done in her name.

BUT AT SOME POINT SHE KNEW SHE HAD TO ADMIT TO HERSELF THAT THERE WAS SOMETHING MORE THERE. it was hard to ignore the familiar hum that surrounded him constantly. how could she when the same hum persisted under her own skin. the call of the divine radiating off of him was unsettling the first time she had noticed it, her own divinity flaring up almost as if it was challenging it. once again, she was more than content to let herself believe that it was just whatever lingered of him following their battle. she wasn't foolish enough to believe that slaying a god wouldn't come with some form of side effects.

BUT IT SEEMED THEY BOTH HAD DECIDED THEY HAD DANCED AROUND THE TOPIC LONG ENOUGH. it was a simple request really, to meet at their spot atop the goddess statue late at night, after both of them alone under the stars. they sat at the edge of the platform, their legs dangling off the edge as the silence of the surface at night wrapped them both in its peace. gently, zelda rested her hand atop his, once again feeling that divine hum radiating off of it before threading their fingers together and giving it the tightest squeeze she could muster.

❝ i'm not going to force you to tell me anything. but i'm also not going anywhere until you want me to.

#luzofstars #𓆩⟡𓆪˚ ┊┊ closed starter . #verse tbd. #:momoleggies: at you

[ratkiing-a]

@pnkb1tch / starter call.

"dude like ... like what are you even saying to me right now !?" voice raises in pitch, and his shoulders roll back ( he might be over reacting, just a little bit ).

#pnkb1tch #interactions. #verse tbd. #this is so vague pls lemmie know if you want something else <3

[leechtouch]

OPEN ( MUTUALS ONLY )

    Without inquiry or permission - the heretic snatched a fry from the other's plate. Once the julienned potato was consumed, he offered a cock-eyed grin. "Still soggy...."

#open rps. #interactions. #verse tbd. #tw food #you asked

[denniisa]

open starter.

" what the hell are you even talking about right now ?? you're not making ... you're not making any sense."

#open starter. #teehee #interactions. #verse tbd.

[ratkiing]

@moralpuppet / lyric starter. microwave dinner by petey.

"have you ever told a lie just for the hell of it ??"

#moralpuppet #interactions. #verse tbd. #hello my friend !!! how have you been doing??? <3 #what a perfect lyric im screaming

[werexcat]

continued from 🐈‍⬛ with @astarablaze's vayn !

Gabriel wasn't the sort of people to listen what other people had to say--especially so if it was confusing--and what that guy had been asking him about back there had been CONFUSING so he'd simply growled out some harsh words before shoving off down the street.

Strangeness? Irregularities? Magic?? The hell was he even talking about? He already had enough problems as it was.

Sometimes he was warm, so warm for the briefest of moments in the cold AND THEN IT FELT LIKE BEING SLAPPED IN THE FACE WITH THE CHILL. Every time he turned around, there was a cat, somewhere, someplace!! Today, it seemed that he'd been lucky...! He wasn't sick from the weather changes, but he couldn't figure it out. And though he was a Werecat, he couldn't remember if there ever had been a cat around when he was younger...

This shit simply didn't make any sense to him and it was beyond aggravating, and on top of that, there was no good place to rest yet in sight. The money he had was weighing heavy in his pocket, begging to be spent as he adjusted the large pack on his shoulders, but he'd already done enough this past couple of weeks into the New Year, so no... no more spending just yet!!

As he passed by a brick building, he could hear the click-clack of shoes hurrying after him--that guy was STILL on his tail?!--before he heard the other man's voice. Again. Damnit. His touch again in next, and Gabriel tensed up, pausing, even though it was gentle only for his head to snap upwards at the sudden hissing of a cat.

There, above them, sitting before a window of the building he had been passing by was a white cat that was hissing, loudly, at that with its eyes trained upon Vayn. Ears flattened back against its head, it looked angry, but ... but ... it hadn't been there before! Gabriel had seen that building only a short while ago as he'd started down the street, and there was no way a cat could even get up there so soon.

Wh--... what the hell?? IT WAS ANOTHER GODDAMN CAT.

Momentarily thrown off by this, it was a struggle to get himself together as he spoke up, turning to the stranger now with narrowed green eyes, but he fumbled a bit.

"I-- ... I didn't ask for help! Help me with what? I've got enough fucking problems!"

#verse tbd. #ic. #astarablaze #astarablaze: vayn. #[ YESSS!! IT BEGINS AHHA /o/ ]

[hellmartyr]

i need to atone for my recent history . — @antithesederzeit / holy war

𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐀 to produce an asshole gaping enough to rattle the harrington regime. it’d been one hell of a shake-up, the white collar king deposed by a blue collar hellion. it was enough to put the fear in much of the high school’s populace, but from eddie’s vantage point billy hargrove’s true nature couldn’t be more obvious. birds of a feather don’t always flock together, but they sure as hell recognize their kin. and eddie munson could see it, clear as day, all the way down in the seedy mud of his social trenches.

      hargrove would’ve loved to convince the hawkins-bred that he was a power fantasy adonis. the rightful heir to every chick. while that facade meant something to some, it read pitiful chest thumping to eddie. nothing without sad, self-loathing purpose in every blowhard, big bad wolfism. he was overcompensating himself into a monster, to protect himself from what lurked at home. which is why little billy beseeching with curved humility between his legs tickled eddie’s family history.

      a wily smile chided his he-manic counterpart for his inability to tell the difference between himself and one wild, little sister. maybe hargrove witnessing their respective middle fingers more than their actual faces was to blame for the mistake in identity.

      passively perched on the patchy red paint on the curb, eddie rapped his fingers in succession against a half-hollowed coke can. the sweet brown sucrose inside sloshed, stickily harmonizing with the metallic echo.

      ❝ i get the striking resemblance, but last i checked i wasn’t your sister. ❞ citric acid and caramel fizzled as the musician took a sip, smacked his lips, and set the can aside. ❝ i’m not the one you need to atone to. ❞

#answered tbt. #eddie: i know who you are because you're me . . . except you know #i don't pick on little girls #they pick on me #verse tbd. #antithesederzeit / 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯. — 01 #antithesederzeit #the rat and the bat face off

[needlxd]

« ...if you're looking to try that one out, it'll be restocked soon. » kitiara gestures to the currently empty slot for a new fps game for emphasis. restocking it― along with plenty of other items― is actually next on her list of tasks to carry out. but given how quickly its sold and the fact this customer may or may not be looking for it, she wonders if she should save fixing up the messed - up arrangement up front for later, and go ahead and get to the restocking. it'd be the kind thing to do, right? not that kitiara considers herself a kind person. but it beats potentially having to hear any complaints about the game being unavailable.

@cherribmb liked

#cherribmb #IN CHARA / a wolf in sheep's clothing is more than a warning #verse tbd. #kyu doing gaming livestreams and kit being a gamer girl and working in a game store... i couldn't not do something with that lkmsfltrmh

[shootsxruns-archive]

@outlawiism 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍: ❝  i’ll always want to listen to you.  ❞

It wasn't 𝑼𝑵𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑶𝑵 for people to want to help 𝙰𝙽𝙰. It was noble of them...But eventually they figured out that it was 𝑨 𝑳𝑶𝑻more work than they thought. People didn't 𝑶𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑹 to listen to her often...Not people who weren't her 𝙵𝙰𝙼𝙸𝙻𝚈. Looking up at 𝙿𝙴𝚃𝙴𝚁 she rolled her lips, brows knitted together in a 𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑽𝑶𝑼𝑺 way. ❝  Promise?  ❞

#𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑶𝑻𝑺𝑿𝑹𝑼𝑵𝑺:// files ➙ in character ( answered asks. ) #outlawiism #verse tbd.