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║▌ 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 & 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. mutuals only , reblog from the source always , don’t bring drama to my dash , do not harass the mun for replies , PLEASE CURATE YOUR OWN SPACE. please check with the mun for shipping. for any other questions , consult the carrd or ask the mun for clarification. THIS BLOG OPERATES ON A QUEUE. So keep in mind the mun being online doesn’t always mean you’ll get a reply. mun has HEAVY AMOUNTS OF ANXIETY so please be gentle.

#║▌ 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄. ─ 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓.#𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐃𝐍𝐈 ─ 𝐌𝐔𝐍 & 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘/𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌.#𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐄𝐒𝐓. ─ 𝐌𝐔𝐍 & 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝟑𝟎+. ▌║

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❛ get up. ❜ the widow will not waste any more time. the plan was poorly organized and hastily made. it was no wonder that their assassination attempt on the president went awry. luckily, a true saving grace, illyana had found an empty building for them to duck into while she came up with their next move.

the scene of a violent crime .

❛ what were you thinking ?? ❜ illyana snapped as she whipped around to scowl at @drekkavac. her temper flared as the sirens blared. if they were not quick, it would not take long for them to be discovered. ❛ i should leave you to yourself. ❜

drekkavac-moving

It wasn't 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝚁𝙴𝙻𝚈 her fault. But here she was , nursing a wound while staring at the lecture they received when things went 𝚆𝚁𝙾𝙽𝙶. They didn't blame the Widow , she was just following orders on this mission that was a failure from the start. Anya's purpose wasn't to interject their option … Their purpose was to 𝙵𝙾𝙻𝙻𝙾𝚆 𝙾𝚁𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂.

Orders that left her having to think on he feet. Under 𝙼𝙾𝚂𝚃 circumstances , they were able to get out of it without so much as a 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙺. Other times they weren't so lucky. Times such as this. Shooting Illyana a glare , they finished with securing the bandage , before leaning against the wall with a 𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙴. ❝ Be my guest if this is such an inconvenience for you. If I hadn't thought fast we'd be in a worst situation than we are now. ❞ They weren't looking for a thank you , but they were just as 𝙿𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙴𝙳 at this mission going south as she was.

#║▌ the unbaptized child risen from the grave. // ic.#v. marvel.#warender #*/ q.#to be tracked.

soullesstrouble-aa

"Darling," The words rolling out of the redhead's mouth were soft, yet almost daunting. The scenery seemed more amusing since both women were seemingly the same age, yet both of them were so much older than what their shells revealed. The entity occupying Sophie's once human body was older than time itself. And Anya? Well, as the woman said herself - she lived many lives before.

"Wish I had the words of comfort but you do not belong to my realm. Trust me when I say, I'd welcome you with open arms. But Life seems to claim you every time. It seems your purpose in this world, in this fragile universe was not fulfilled just yet."

drekkavac-moving

Of course she would say something 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓. Of course the answer wouldn't be that simple. Nothing in life ever really was. They knew the cold hard truth of that. So many times they sat up 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 what was so special about them , that death wasn't one of the basic rights they would get to keep. Was everything going to just be ripped away from her?

There's a 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 look on her face when that answer finally comes , before a 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅 & roll of her eyes at the offer of some form of 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄. It always seemed to boil down to some sort of purpose. They never asked to have some sort of special purpose , & yet 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐀𝐑𝐄.stuck in this world that has done nothing for them , except chew them up , & spit them out. ❝ I keep hearin that , ❞ They muse with a 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 look in their eyes. A disfigured form due to the curse that seemed to be the 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 thing that couldn't be ripped away from them. ❝ For once I wish someone would give me a clue. ❞

#┊★ 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚄𝙽𝙱𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙻𝙳 𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙽 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙴. 𝙸𝙲.#𝚅. ( 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚅𝙴𝙻. )#soullesstrouble #q.

everharrt

He hated being blown off.

When he was a child James always chided time is money. It made sense, but the words were repeated so frequently that they stopped having meaning. Time is money. Everything was money, though. Transportation and setting, the people, the deal ... why was time any more or less important? Now it made sense. Now he understood why James always berated that very fact into his skull. Time was money, and his was being fucking wasted.

One final check of his watch and Esmé called it. 5 minutes was rude but fashionable. 10 was sloppy. 15 was an intention of never showing up in the first place. Another name off of his list. To be blacklisted in the black market was not good, but so many people did it. He needed to get a better assistant.

So he'd nabbed the bartender's attention and ordered the top shelf cognac to stifle down just a touch of the anger that made his stomach knot itself. (In truth he was always some level of angry, but it was second nature to hide it. Shit like this just made him boil over.) Two sips in, a lull between music, and he heard the voice.

He savored the flavor of the cognac a moment, let it warm the back of his throat before he answered with as much patience (for the situation) as he could muster. All in all it was easy.

"First time. Likely last. I was meeting someone, and unfortunately they stood me up."

His expression suggested something flickering behind green eyes and Esmé cleared his throat.

"Such is the way of things."

drekkavac-moving

Anya had never been one to 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄 someone who didn't value time & punctuality. All her life she had been raised to be early , & nothing else. Anything short of that could show weakness , something that they couldn't very much allow in this line of work.

They were always 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐘 , & they were always 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃. Finding someone she didn't know in her club was interesting enough , but business she didn't know about … that seemed to be 𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐘 in Anya's eyes … That was something else entirely.

Her hand 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐃 the glass of vodka in her hands , listening to the story before arching a brow curiously. ❝ A ghost here? The owner sure will be interested to hear about that. ❞ Not knowing who he was , it was 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 that she would play he cards close to her chest. He didn't need to know she was the owner yet … so he didn't.

❝ Around here that kind of behavior leaves you with a pretty nasty mark on your record. from what I hear. ❞

#┊★ 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚄𝙽𝙱𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙻𝙳 𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙽 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙴. 𝙸𝙲.#𝚅. ( 𝙼𝙰𝙵𝙸𝙰. )#everharrt #q.

[ ☲ ] 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓. ❝ Where am I?! ❞ ─ @redheadarcher.

The panic was something they 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 when their half sister came to. That was normal when you were knocked out. Something she had every intention of asking about as soon as they were 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 that she was okay. She looked fine so far , & was speaking well enough. Now all she needed to do was keep her calmed down.

❝ It's okay .. It's okay .. You're at my place , & you're safe. ❞ That wasn't going to mean much more like than not , but it was something they had to at least try. ❝ Just take a few deep breaths , & tell me what happened. ❞ To the best of Anya's knowledge , they had come by to see her , only to find her 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐔𝐓. Not very reassuring to the elder sister , they opted to take her back to her place instead.

#┊★ 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚄𝙽𝙱𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙻𝙳 𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙽 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙴. 𝙸𝙲.#𝚅. ( 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚅𝙴𝙻. )#q.

[ ☲ ] 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐎𝐍. ❝ is that a question you'd like me to answer? ❞ ─ @mad-hunts.

❝ I feel like that's pretty straight forward seeing as I ASKED IT! ❞ They really weren't in the mood for any games , & she had noticed him following her long enough before deciding to 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐓 him. A dangerous look in her eyes as she glared back at him with a warning. ❝ WHY ARE YOU FOLLOWING ME?! ❞

#┊★ 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚄𝙽𝙱𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙻𝙳 𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙽 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙴. 𝙸𝙲.#mad-hunts #q.

new blog is ready , tags are all working , you can now find anya over here.

#║▌ LISTEN THE FUCK UP CAUSE I’M ONLY GONNA SAY THIS ONCE. // PSA.#i'll be reblogging this for a few days.#threads will move #as people follow over there to know what to keep.#i just needed to do this to have peace of mind about my tags.

i know the poll results said not to move , but i'm gonna go ahead & do it for my own sanity. it's not happening right away , but i just wanted to give everyone a heads up. i'll be posting the link when i'm good & happy with how it looks , but this tag situation is just really getting on my nerves.

#║▌ in my defense i was probably stoned. // ooc.

memepocalypse

Soft Touch

Trying my hand at some actions here! Let's have some tender moments, huh? Some of these could be construed as a little... risqué. Add reverse to flip sender and receiver!

[trail] for sender to run their fingertip along receiver's jaw.

[tilt] for sender to gently tilt receiver's chin up.

[tuck] for sender to tuck a strand of hair behind receiver's ear.

[cup] for sender to cup receiver's cheek.

[drift] for sender to let their hand trail from receiver's shoulder to their lower back.

[hold] for sender to slide their hand into receiver's.

[thumb] for sender to wipe away receiver's tear with their thumb.

[scratch] for sender to slowly run their fingernail down receiver's spine.

[trace] for sender to run their fingertips over the bones in receiver's hand.

[grip] for sender to wrap an arm around receiver's waist.

[nuzzle] for sender to tuck their face into the crook of receiver's neck.

[breathe] for sender to trail a thumb over receiver's lower lip.

[rest] for sender to trail a thumb over receiver's eyelids.

[whisper] for sender to trail a fingertip down over receiver's neck.

[gasp] for sender to press their hand against receiver's neck.

#║▌ time to roll the dice. you know i'm the type. // prompts.

the rare occasions where anya smiles is a lovely sight indeed. i just love her so much you guys.

#║▌ cross my heart and hope to die welcome to my darkside. // appearance.#mutuals may interact & reblog.

startshxtwithme

What is the cutest headcanon you have for my muse?

#║▌ time to roll the dice. you know i'm the type. // prompts.

babydxhl

"But it's not really real, is it?"

independent mary dahl / baby doll from btas. penned by bri (they/them). est. 2013.

#║▌ all my friends are heathens take it slow.. // promo.

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a grin appeared on marcus's face, seeing anya respond to him pleasing her. this moment was extremely intimate for them both. this was their way of starting their days off right. marcus would lift his face for a brief moment for a breath of fresh air. " I don't think you missed much.. but I wanted to ask if you'd like pancakes or waffles for breakfast or would you like me for breakfast? "

as he went back down to please anya, he flicked his tongue with precision, reaching areas where he could please her. each flick was passionate, demonstrating his effectiveness as a partner. he laid his brown hues on her as he watched her, feeling him please her as she deserved to be. " my, my. we definitely don't need coffee this morning after what we're getting up to. "

drekkavac-moving

A normal life had been something Anya always 𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷𝚃 to be just out of reach for her. Something she would always want from afar , but never quite be able to obtain no matter how hard they 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙳. Marcus had been something they didn't see coming , & had even told herself at first was a 𝙱𝙰𝙳 𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙰. But Marcus was as persistent as they could be at times , & that had ended up working in his advantage.

It wasn't strictly speaking 𝙽𝙾𝚁𝙼𝙰𝙻 , but it was pretty darn close in cases like this. She caught sight of him gazing up at her , & couldn't help the whine that sounded when he made her think about something other than what he was doing. Next came a 𝙲𝙷𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙻𝙴 , as one of their hands gripped a little harder into his hair. ❝ You first … THEN waffles… ❞

#║▌ the unbaptized child risen from the grave. // ic.#v. marvel.#renownedagent #*/ usfw.

might scale things down a bit , but usually when i can't decided on an aesthetic ... it means i wanna go simple. so we are gonna try this for now. might not get around to more replies tonight cause i'm feeling under the weather. but this template is really cute!

#║▌ in my defense i was probably stoned. // ooc.#also might go back to these old tags since i think they still work

What if I was just iconless from time to time ... I've been feeling the allure.

#*/ mobile.#║▌ in my defense i was probably stoned. // ooc.

[ ☲ ] 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓. ❝ what has happened to you? ❞ ─ @redheadarcher.

At this rate … What 𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐍'𝐓 happened to her? They hadn't won the lottery , so that was something. Though there was something that told them that 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 what they were talking about. Anya shrugged her shoulders , that signature tired breath they had become well known for filling some space in the room.

❝ Honestly … I don't think we have the TIME for me t'list it all ❞ She eventually answers as her answer. Though they 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 it's not much. ❝ But honestly … It's nothing I can't handle. ❞

#┊★ 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚄𝙽𝙱𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙻𝙳 𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙽 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙴. 𝙸𝙲.#𝚅. ( 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚅𝙴𝙻. )#redheadarcher #q.

𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙽𝚄𝙴𝙳 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴.

There was an 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝚂𝙴 glare back at the other young woman ‘ @dcxrouges ’. All too often Anya had been compared to a rabid dog , & that had been based entirely on past experience. From a young age , Anya was known to act 𝙵𝙴𝚁𝙰𝙻 when backed into a corner. Which was just about any time someone made her feel uneasy.

& all of this felt 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈 𝚄𝙽𝙴𝙰𝚂𝚈 to them.

That had to be the point of all this. At least , that was what Anya 𝙰𝚂𝚂𝚄𝙼𝙴𝙳 to be the case. So much of this place was centered around breaking someone down , rather than 𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙶 them in any sort of way.

❝ I want out of here … I'm not playing. ❞ Never really one to 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝙳𝙾𝚆𝙽 from a challenge , the former assassin got up & simply squared her shoulders. ❝ I'm not interested in these games. ❞ & more importantly , not interested in anything that brought her too close to the fears she had left.

#┊★ 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚄𝙽𝙱𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙻𝙳 𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙽 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙴. 𝙸𝙲.#𝚅. ( 𝙳𝙲. )#dcxrogues #to be tracked.

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