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@dominaxregem
Capturing mini-universes in glass, by artist Satoshi Tomizu.
|| @xdeusxmachinax followed! ||
Jaina stares.
And how can she not?
It's not every day that one encounters a titan!
"... By the light." She mumbles to herself, softly glowing eyes roving over the massive being, of homst she's somehow come across.
"I did not think there were any Titans left, let alone untainted."
loving you was s u n s h i n e ,
[ safe and sound ]
a steady place to let down
[ my defenses ]
SEND ME A BAD PICK-UP LINE
Go ahead and add more if you want!
“Are you a magician? When I looked at you, everyone else disappeared.” “I’ve been feeling a little off today, but you definitely turned me on.” “Can I get a picture of you? I want to show my parents what my spouse looks like.” “Your hand looks heavy. Let me hold it for you.” “When God made you, he was showing off.” “Your lips look so lonely. Would they like to meet mine?” “What time do you have to go back to Heaven?” “Are you a camera? Every time I look at you, I smile.” “I might as well call you Google, because you have everything that I’m looking for.” “Nice pants. Can I test the zipper?” “I love every bone in your body. Especially mine.” “Are you made of Copper and Tellurium? Because you sure are CuTe.” “Would you like to have breakfast in bed tomorrow?” “Are you a thief? I think you just stole my heart.” “If I could change the alphabet, I’d put U and I together.” “Call life alert! I’ve fallen for you and I can’t get up.” “Do you have a name, or can I call you mine?” “I lost my teddy bear, can I sleep with you?” “Do you have a map? I keep getting lost in your eyes.” “Feel my shirt. You know what it’s made of? Date material.” “If you were a triangle, you’d be acute one.” “There’s something wrong with my phone. It doesn’t have your number in it.” “On a scale of 1 to 10: You’re a 9, and I’m the 1 you need.” “I lost my number. Can I have yours?” “Let’s play Titanic. You be the ocean, and I’ll go down on you.” “Did we have a class together? I could’ve sworn we had chemistry.” “Do you have a mirror in your pants? Because I can see myself in them.” “There are 21 letters in the alphabet, right? Oh, wait. I missed ‘U’, ‘R’, ‘A’, ‘Q’, ‘T’.” “If you stood in front of a mirror and held up 11 roses, you would see 12 of the most beautiful things in the world.” “Are you going to kiss me, or am I going to have to lie in my journal?” “I don’t have a library card, but can I check you out?” “You must be a broom, because you just swept me off your feet.” “Do you like KFC? Because you’re finger lickin’ good.” “What’s on the menu? Me-n-u.” “I’m no photographer, but I can picture us together.” “Is that a banana in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?” “You must be tired. You’ve been running through my mind all day long.”
Ask my muse extremely personal questions!
If you could change anything about yourself, what would it be and why?
How do you take your anger out?
Have you ever been severely depressed? If so, why, and how did you handle it?
Who is someone you’ve cut out of your life, or wanted too, and why?
What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever worked for?
Have you ever faced discrimination? If so, what was it?
Has someone close to you ever said something that hurt your feelings? If so, what was it, and did they ever make up for it?
Have you ever been hit by someone close to you? If so, who hit you, and did they ever make up for it?
What’s some trauma you have, and how did you get it?
What was the scariest moment you’ve had in public?
What’s the relationship like between you and your parents?
Where do you go to be alone?
Have you ever put your hands on someone? If so, who, and did you ever make up for it?
What’s the craziest thing you’ve done with another person?
Who’s the first person you contact on a lonely night and why?
What’s your biggest regret and why?
If you could pick only one person in your life, who would it be and why?
What gives you nostalgia?
What’s something embarrassing that you enjoy doing, and why is it embarrassing?
How would you describe yourself?
What is your color?
Your dominant hues are green and blue. You're smart and you know it, and want to use your power to help people and relate to others. Even though you tend to battle with yourself, you solve other people's conflicts well. Your saturation level is very high - you are all about getting things done. The world may think you work too hard but you have a lot to show for it, and it keeps you going. You shouldn't be afraid to lead people, because if you're doing it, it'll be done right. Your outlook on life is brighter than most people's. You like the idea of influencing things for the better and find hope in situations where others might give up. You're not exactly a bouncy sunshine but things in your world generally look up.
Tagged by Stolen from: @unrisingseraph Tagging: do jt!
‴ eh , i dont need a shoulder to cry on , ‷ he says , doing his best to not seem rude . hes got a lot on his mind , the poor guy , a lot of grief .
﹝ @dominaxregem ↿↾ sc. ﹞
This being, this creature, is unlike anything she’s encountered before. She’s dealt with skeletons and ghouls, and abominations of all kind that are a part of the Scourge. But this being, they don’t have a tinge of necromantic magic clinging to their bones.
They are not made of dense weaves of magic, carefully constructed and fueled by willingly sacrificed blood, of which the strongest of undead are forged by. They are magical, she can practically taste it. And as one who has lived and worked around death for as long as she has, she can practically sense how it clings to them. She wonders if they are grieving, based upon their melancholic words.
“Might I ask what happened?” She has no right to ask. And if they deny her, she will not pursue. But she understands grief, almost as well as she’s come to understand the intricacies of death.
Maybe I should do this to my dad… I’ll stuff them into the big fat kind of marshmallows… Like the half a bag he ate few months back… 🙃
|| @themonsteryoumademe x ||
The Lady King observes the man, easily ignoring his features that might make him seem alien. She has seen far stranger a sapient creature than him. The woman stands, casting a dark figure against the grays of this strange place, her voluminous cloak pooling around her deceptively petite figure.
“You are not death. Death has no true form, for it is a thing. An inevitability of life. You are a man. A man who was forced to make choices, many of which you probably regret.”
She did not know him but she understood, in a way. She, the woman she was before she became the Lich King, did many things she regretted. And becoming who she is now, it nearly broke her.
“Do you remember names?” She inquires softly, gauntletted hand almost reaching out to touch the other, though she thinks better of it. “Keep them close, if you can. Spirits remember. They miss and they love. They’re with you, even if only in memory and thought.”
i’ll never forget
their faces
i still see them
every night
Get yourself un-shadowbanned That post seems to be going around a bit but not the reblog on how to fix it, so here’s another
Go to postlimit, put in your blog name, TAKE A SCREENSHOT
Go to tumblr support and file a support ticket. Category: Blog incorrectly marked explicit. Details: posts hidden from search results. Attach the screenshot. Do this even if you’ve already filed a support ticket N days ago without a screenshot. Make sure the relevant blog is chosen and you have the right contact email address.
They got back to me within an hour.
Seriously - follow this. I was shadow-banned, and they fixed it within seconds.
Not an exaggeration - I got the “we received your ticket” and “we’ve fixed it” e-mail in the same minute.
ok I filled this support form out TWICE without hearing back from staff for weeks, but literally the second i sent the form with the screenshot the problem was resolved - there is clearly some sort of bot checking for attachments so this is a genuinely good solution if you’ve been shadowbanned
shit the mod says: bloodborne edition [part 1]
why the fuck can’t you just jump?
nope sir, you didn’t see me—- oh shit you did see me.
[ random high-pitched scream ] just another normal day at work
you’re a big fella. i wonder if you’re strong…
oh shit you are strong
you’re a cute doll. can i take you with me?
what the fuck are you anyway?
wow! rude, sir. that’s fucking rude.
ain’t ya an ugly fella?
i got a really cute booty tho
i’m gonna die again ain’t i—- yep i’m dead again
fuck this shit. i’m out, okay. out. bye
is that a fucking dog? yea i’m staying right here then, thanks
yep, not going this way. nope.
you can have the shiny things, thanks and bye
look at all this sweet money i have, gotta spend it on some sweet items
dominaxregem :// a king? neat !
Jaina is mystified by this place. It is so unlike anything she has seen, and despite her relative youth, she has seen a lot. The lady king is at a loss, star struck and reeling despite maintaining a relatively calm front. A voice comes from behind her, asking a question that wordlessly speaks intent.
The Lich King turns to face the owner of the voice, pale features almost ghastly white against the dark of her cloak and armor. The lack of formality is a tad jarring, having grown used to the respect that Kel’thuzad and her many guests offer her daily. Still, she takes it in stride.
“Jaina Proudmoore, Lich King and Lord of Northrend.” She responds easily, her current titles falling easily from her lips, “might you extend the same courtesy?”
“well aren’t you just fancy as shit?” hands are shoved into pockets, head tilting slightly. “you mind if i just call you jaina? i’ve never been good with titles.”
rocking from heels to toe, leah takes a moment to simply observe the other. she definitely looks humanoid, but there’s an air about her that’s putting the young woman on edge. proud, noble, lofty– yeah, there’s too much there that reminds her of the autobots, or even of megatron. she’s just going to take half a step back, hands still in her pockets.
“name’s leah. just, uh– just leah. can’t say i’ve ever been one for fancy titles or names.”
Pale brows raise as glowing eyes widen, surprise clear upon her face as the other woman’s crass words wash over her. A burst of freezing vapor escapes her lips as a startled laugh slips out. It morphs into a genuine laugh, delight at the informality of the situation truly hitting her.
“By the Light. No one talks to me like that anymore.” She chirps lightly, her laughter like icy bells, “just Jaina is fine. Titles are for the courts and formal meetings.”
The Lady King notices the stiffness of her acquaintances’ posture and how they offer just a little more distance than before. Perhaps it is her bearing or the faint scent of frost and death that clings to her like a second skin, or mayhap it is just her gruesome-looking armor. Whatever the cause, she takes no offense.
“Leah? It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Leah of... wherever this is.” She tacks on playfully before tipping her head in a show of respect that a royal might show to an ambassador. A gauntletted hand is extended, the yawning skull upon the back of her hand turned down, offering peace.
a quick tilt of the head, curiosity shimmering behind dark irises. she’ll be polite, for now. but that doesn’t mean she isn’t ready to throw down, if necessary. “and you are…?”
@dominaxregem | starter call
Jaina is mystified by this place. It is so unlike anything she has seen, and despite her relative youth, she has seen a lot. The lady king is at a loss, star struck and reeling despite maintaining a relatively calm front. A voice comes from behind her, asking a question that wordlessly speaks intent.
The Lich King turns to face the owner of the voice, pale features almost ghastly white against the dark of her cloak and armor. The lack of formality is a tad jarring, having grown used to the respect that Kel’thuzad and her many guests offer her daily. Still, she takes it in stride.
“Jaina Proudmoore, Lich King and Lord of Northrend.” She responds easily, her current titles falling easily from her lips, “might you extend the same courtesy?”
Drabble Me
Leave a “Amuse Me” in my ask, and I will write a funny drabble about my character trying to cheer your up.
Leave a “Break Me” in my ask, and I will write an angsty drabble about our characters.
Leave a “Call Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character asking for yours [be it at the brink of death/in a battlefield/knocking on the front door wounded, feel free to specify.]
Leave a “Drink Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours.
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Leave a “Fight Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble out my character fighting with/or against yours.
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Leave a “Join Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer [be it a proposal for an alliance, asking them to join them in an activity (you can get dirty if you want), feel free to specify.]
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Leave a “Paint Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character drawing a picture of yours [like one of your french girls~ be it painting them or drawing them, maybe offering a picture of them as a gift, feel free to specify.]
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Leave a “Unbind Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail, from handcuffs, from a trap, from a curse, feel free to specify.]
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A deep blush on his cheeks as Jin fidgets as he stares up at the mistletoe. Optics lands on the individual in front of him, shyly leans in to kiss them, quickly to retreat. "S-sorry!! It's... It's a tradition to kiss someone under the mistletoe..."
Glowing, powder blue eyes peer up at the mechanical being, her pale visage standing stark against the dark of her armor and cloak. Icy vapors, despite the lack of chill in the air, dust the being’s face with just the tiniest amount of frost as they pull away.
The kiss is unusual, certainly, but such customs are familiar to her, in terms of Winter Veil. Gauntletted fingers touch at pale lips, a whimsical expression slowly settling upon her face as the entirety of what just occurred settled upon her.
“There is no need to apologize. It is tradition, after all.” She responds easily, warmth within her voice despite the continued chill that seeps from her lips. “I was surprised. Kisses, even during such celebrations, are a rarity when in a position such as mine.”
She’s more perturbed by the other’s countenance, being that they are very much unlike any living being she’s encountered, rather than that small, physical interaction.
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