this blog exist for more than crackships and memes. I swear I’m a totally serious blog.
【 @thuganomxcs | ❛ how lucky are you? ❜ to cass | * mixed bag prompts , accepting.
a pause [...] dark brown eyes find them, a moment contemplation—— an unconscious read. pinching lips, knitting brows, faintest hints of a sneer. [ frustration. ] for a moment, it lingers, she lets it. allowing yusuke a second of reprieve while organizing their own thoughts. gotham streets were far from places to tarry—— no shortage of foxes lurking among the hens. although; could she claim to be different? if foxes stalk hens, then [...] bats stalk foxes, strange. lips curve into a gentle smile, cold shell wavering, a flicker of kindness on faintly scarred countenance. she thinks about sharing this with the others—— babs—— steph—— everyone &. realizes, maybe, she's a little lucky after all.
extending hand towards him, a gesture of good faith, goodwill although faintest bit wary. ( aware enough of others' temperament. ) / none to eager to brawl in busy streets.
❛ up. ❜
@noatherics
When your bestie is hungry…>:)
I'M CRYING, LOOK AT CLARK'S FACE WHEN LOIS GETS KRYPTONIAN POWERS
CLARK KENT IS THE REIGNING CHAMP OF BEING LOIS LANE'S #1 FAN THAT IS A MAN THAT IS ABSOLUTELY OVER THE MOON THAT HIS WIFE IS SO COOL AND STRONG AND AWESOME HE IS SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW JUST WATCHING HER THIS IS THE BEST OF OF HIS LIFE
wolverine and batman enders #truth
clean ver.
i was gonna say thane has a habit of taking in strays but then i remembered his presence alone makes animals run for dear life because all they feel is a predator hunting them. oddly enough, not fish though. he keeps a nice tropical fish tank which serves as a) stress relief and b) a way to vent his more controlling tendencies. talk to him about fish i guess
【 loni says | You gonna catch me if I eat a brick? | bg3 party banter , accepting. ( i think this is the right meme i check last night fjlajf )
droplets dart across concrete, puddles of stagnant water forming, small ripples forming with each step. air damp, the faint scent acrid scent of mildew and humidity lingers in the air. it's one long corridor—— well, sewer, honestly. it's one long sewer, a twisting tunnel of refuse / a maze of underground runway and whatever others nasties might dwell within. it's a mess of rubbish, spiderwebs and lost toys. each more sad to come across than the last—— lost treasure not meant to find itself back home again. ( and brad wouldn't change that. )
fingers crackle with magic, the tinny hum of sorcery, the twisting of unnatural forces. hand sits aloft, flames crackling in palm, light chases off shadows—— rats scurry from stomping feet. it's not his usual locale. give him an ancient tomb over some musty, funky sewer, but there's something here. something worth finding, something worth braving shards of broken glass and risk of infection. it helps when neither of those things bother him anymore; a twisted, unnatural body has benefits, far more benefits than cons. dulled sense of smell ... well, that works wonders here. ain't perfect, mind you. small air fresheners drift around them, cutting down on stomach-turning nausea. it gives more time to think, to scout, to consider riddles given. gaze never drifts far from map nor etching in grimy walls. at least, not until she speaks.
voice draws attention, plucking focus with ease. no small feat, mind you ! not many could've managed that much when he's lost in thought, drifting between countless possibilities; it's a moment of grounding. it brings him back to the same plane; it brings him back to her. a ship sent out to sea returning to harbor, again and again. ( always destined to depart. ) / never truly meant to stay.
❛ counter point ... don't fall down here because i literally don't know what you'll land in. ❜ lips pucker, brows knitted together in worry, regarding the trash around them far more consciously than before. head turns to watch her, eyes flickering in conjured flame, something dances in them. something circles in dark hues, a dancer wreathed in flame, a passionate trance only illuminated by fire. ❛ BUT and big but, not your butt, mind you, if that were to happen then i suppose i'll give it a college try. no promises. no refunds. no returns. ❜ a faint laugh echoes off tunnel walls, gentle yet ringing down a treacherous path. a pause, boots slowing to a stop with a firm thud. ❛ ... ❜ free hand reaches for her, fingers gesturing towards her. ❛ hold my hand. that make you feel any better? ❜
@packless
thane's blood is a bit gold reflecting is godly half but it's mostly red. so, think crimson w/ golden flecks. the gold concentrates itself a lot in his scars and such, kintsugi style.
four other major cities make up thane’s kingdom which was acquired through his efforts in expanding their borders. he appointed his sisters as the one to oversee these acquisitions and essentially gave them free reign as they wished within reason. their basic rules are the same but what they’d developed their lands into was entirely up to them as long as they shared their earnings with the others. each city was a wheel to keep things going but they’d all still be able to exist if one happened to fall into obscurity. despite finding himself in inodal, which was the capital of it all, he’d venture to these other places to grace them with his presence and allow them to partake in celebrations they’d heard about which happened in the inodal itself. inodal was, for lack of better word, viewed as a type of paradise where everyone prospered. smaller towns fill the gaps between the cities but do fall under the rule of them.
ezeocia was the closest to inodal, it made its trade in crops of a greater variety along with dealing in spices to share with the kingdom itself. placed against the sea as well, they’d also have a hand in fish trade and pearl hunting but with far more dedication than inodal. it’d appear closer to a fishing town with a grand pier and many other boats lined along its coastline which would move to deliver goods where it’d be able.
iramuca found its niche in ores and precious stones which crafted it into a mining city that’d supply a great deal of the material that’d be used for armor and weapons. workers had a powerful voice here since they were the ones working tirelessly to mine out the materials and craft them into something that’d be of use. digging for precious stones further flourished their wealth and a great deal of jewelry would spread from them all across the land. their craftsmanship becoming rather famous among the people that’d actually be able to afford it.
murozia fashioned itself into a place of knowledge, dipping into the arcane and housing a college that’d teach magic for many years after building upon what was already there. bolstering it into a place where many techniques and crafts would be discovered or perfected. it’d also find itself second to inodal as a place to worship the gods and pay them tribute. they’d deal in potions, herbs, medicines, and textiles which fetched a good price while being useful to many.
shezregary became a prison city, keeping those that’d been found guilty of grievous crimes and sentenced to live out their years in isolation. the prison is massive and the people that live there are the ones who are related to the guards working in it. the prison would contribute to the weapons and armors crafted as service to the kingdom by those that were incarcerated.
an important thing to remember was most of the land outside of inodal itself originally belonged to other people; it’d been conquered and claimed by their armies. the people that’d lived this before were either driven out or adopted into the kingdom. being overtaken definitely leads to some animosity, naturally, but thane’s curse would impact these areas enough to where it’d stay simmering instead of boiling over while they worked to defuse it. there’s also how things like monsters were viewed, those that carried themselves as humans would. it’d result in the same effect, numbed down to the point where it’d stay from spilling over but somewhat present in the community in the cities but less so in inodal itself. preaching for equality is a lot different than obtaining it but thane did have his eyes sight on that being the final conclusion.
❛ yeah. ❜
She smells shit [a guy who she confessed to only for him to pick up and magic his way out of her life like days later]… “Am I losing my mind?”