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strcngwomxn-archive

{ a HUGE thank you to @megathiirio for making me a theme!! }

megathiirio-blog

( i enjoyed vm -- and it was a PLEASURE working in a different style ok <3 )

#( & ooc. )#agcntcarter #( have one of my clean icons because i haven't gotten to edit the kissy ones )

thesoullesshunter

❝ oh, i don’t know. MAYBE. ❞

megathiirio-blog

❝ you CAN’T make me. just be DAMN glad i’m no longer six-headed. i don’t WANT TO, ergo this is how it’s going to be. finito. ❞

#v; oh the cry of seagulls #( & ic. )#thesoullesshunter #( one day that anger will turn smexy )

maestrodartea

“I think I’ve aged very well, thank you.”

megathiirio-blog

❝ you remind me a bit of... that GERMAN tradition. saint nikolaus i think. ❞

#v; oh the cry of seagulls #( & ic. )#mentisvolatus #( she just called you santa )

thesoullesshunter

“You keep up with that attitude, and I just might.”

megathiirio-blog

❝ REALLY, sam? really? do you want to DO this? ❞

#v; oh the cry of seagulls #thesoullesshunter #( & ic. )#( why does everything start as an argument )#( skylla just listen to him )#( or he's going to 'make you' )#( though she might just enjoy )

crownedmagnificent-archive-deac

a pleased sort-of warmth colors his cheeks and he smiles. “oh, well, i mean it was really aslan who broke the winter. my siblings and i just fought in the battle.” and were crowned after. some whispered how it was lucy coming into narnia that started that particular magic, but in any case, peter knew it wasn’t just HIM that broke the spell.

“ is there anything you or your sisters are in dire need of, skylla? ” peter had no idea what naiads would need, or even want – did they even eat? – but he knew he needed to find out. “ or is there anything you need help with? because my siblings and i are here to help. ” it was still so early in their reign, and peter still wasn’t quite sure on what to DO. the narnians seemed more than capable of taking care of themselves, and not many purposefully sought the pevensies out. all of it made peter feel rather unneeded and definitely unwanted.

megathiirio-blog

she was pleasantly SURPRISED by the interest the high king took in her and her SISTERS, ❝ but you were here to TAKE the battle no one else dared, surely that is admirable, ❞ at LEAST it was a brave feat. but her and her sisters were GREAT now that the rivers were flowing again, better than EVER -- though the broad rivers wouldn’t last. but she was a curious sort. and the offer was KIND. ❝ we are GREAT, but if i could ask a more personal favour? ❞ she LONGED. she had spent so long under water, so long by her RIVERSIDE -- and narnia was no longer the narnia she grew up in, it had CHANGED, the nature, the ANIMALS, humans on the throne.

and she wanted to SEE IT ALL, to see how her HOMELAND had changed -- she wanted to ride with them, to see cair paravel, to meet other narnians, to smell ROSES for the first time in many many years. ❝ when you’re LEAVING... i’d like to come WITH YOU. if that’s possible, i don’t think i’ve ever been far from here, and after this winter, i GUESS it’s time to see more of the world than what i’m familiar with. ❞ she HOPED he understood, and moreso she hoped the king would allow her to travel with their party.

#( & ic. )#v; the sea in the mirror #crownedmagnificent

@cryokinetics

RAIN was not the kind of WATER she preferred, and it was hard enough to GET BY in what society had turned into -- she was a NAIAD, water was her home, but NOT LIKE THAT. it was POURING DOWN. she sat down at the bus stop for shelter, barely looking at the one STANDING there with a hood over his or her head as she twisted water out of her hair. it seemed THOUSANDS of years still hadn’t taught her to DRESS for the weather, but she didn’t care, not even that she was far away from sicily and what was SAFE areas for her. cities. they were so DIFFERENT. everyone was so alone, and so was SHE. the seas weren’t as ALIVE as they once were, many siblings she’d had in nature had perished, and she was ALONE. ❝ excuse me, uhm, do you know what TIME it is? ❞ THUNDER made her shiver, she wondered if zeus still was the one behind it -- it had been too long since the gods of OLYMPUS walked among humans -- longer since anyone had BELIEVED.

#cryokinetics #( & ic. )#( i promised a starter years ago omg )#( or.. two weeks or so. )#( but then i got busy. so here it is. )#( i hope it's alright. )#v; oh the cry of seagulls

imperivm-moved-deactivated20181

BROMANS. alrighty since it is stab ur bff day soon & i’m nearing a milestone, i’ll be doing a giveaway! this will obviously end on the ides of march, though the hour might depend because i still have to attend school. you must be following me, be a RP blog & likes and reblogs both count! please be patient with your prizes because i’m having exams in a little more than a month ( and if i fail maths i’m fucked ) good luck! ❤❤❤

prizes.

first person wins: 150 icons or 100 icons & a promo or a theme bg + code. second person wins: 100 icons or 50 icons & a promo. third person wins: 50 icons or a promo.

examples.

promo’s. x, x, x

#( & giveaway. )#( & ooc. )

sculkeeper-archived-blog

❛❛ you were the most beautiful rose i had seen. so i recklessly reached for you, forgetting that even roses have thorns. ❜❜

#( & self promo. )#( & promo. )#sculkeeper #( aaaahhh it's beautiful! )#( thank you so much! )

@mentisvolatus from here: x

❝ just GO, you do not belong here, ❞ she HISSED at the stranger, it had been FAR too many years since she had met PEOPLE, and the one in front of her -- he reeked of death. her CAVE was a good place to hide, a place of SAFETY from a world that had CHANGED, but there he was, smelling of CORPSES. ❝ HOW did you find me? ❞ she’d been ALONE for longer than she could COUNT -- and that in years. somewhere in the HUNDREDS since she last spoke to someone, and her voice was coarse, her dress HARDLY a dress any longer, looking more like the SEAWEEDS she used as a BED.

#mentisvolatus #v; oh the cry of seagulls #( & ic. )#( poor leo what did you do to deserve an angry naiad )

zcus

An eyebrow ARCHED in surprise and question. Sitting on a patch of dry sand nearby, he shrugged as he looked out into the water. Sometimes he wished he drew the sea for his lot. Life would be simpler, yet he could never let go of his hold on the SKY. ‘ I can help you, if you wish. ’ Always a gentleman. He hardly noticed she wasn’t covered until she moved to do so. ‘ My apologies, not everyday you see someone EMERGE from the sea. ’

megathiirio-blog

ANY girl would say yes to such an OFFER, and she was not one to PASS IT DOWN, and she smiled at him, not sure WHO she was talking to, but that it was pleasant company. STILL, she knew better than to easily trust a MAN -- had fell to such charm before, and she wetted her bottom lip. HELPING her with her hair was INNOCENT, ❝ i think i’d like THAT, if it’s not too much, ❞ and so she moved CLOSER, smiling again at the notion of him apparently having watched her as she rose from the SEA -- or, river, but it was CLOSE enough.

#zcus #( & ic. )#v; oh the cry of seagulls #( aint no nudity around him )#( but what girl says no to help with her hair ? )

strcngwomxn-archive

“hey carter! where did your sister get those shoes? you know those cute black ones?” peggy scoffed after glancing over her shoulder. “how many times do I have to tell you? i don’t have a sister jess.” she went back to her file, quickly signing her name before shoving it to the bottom of her duffle bag. “yeah alright, so you say. i still think you two are running some sort of scam.” the cop shook her head, walking to the desk. “that would get me fired and if there’s anyone who wants that less than my dad it’s me…now come on, put out the clipboard so I can sign in. you’re slacking at your job.”

after a few more jabs back and forth, peggy made her way into the locker room. she grumbled about the change in her class under her breath, finding a locker and stuffing her bag into it. as she took off her jacket her phone slid out and onto the floor, stopping next to a woman. “oh, sorry do you mind?” she certainly didn’t want to reach into someone else’s space. glancing up she found herself staring into a mirror.

megathiirio-blog

she took the fallen phone and rose to HAND IT to the other woman, only to PAUSE. ❝ oh. ❞ she was at loss of words, the other so similar, if not a PERFECT mirror -- sure, they wore their hair differently, but the FACE was the one she looked at in the MIRROR every morning. how UTTERLY STRANGE, her lips were slightly parted as she just stared for a few more seconds, then she got UP from the floor, standing in front of the one looking so like her. she was COMPELLED to reach, stroke fingers over her CHEEK, to see if it was some sort of DREAM. but she knew that wasn’t the case, it was another woman -- looking JUST LIKE HER, and it was as disturbing as it was curious.

❝ well this is... i don’t KNOW. i’m SKYLLA, ❞ and apparently that’s how she GREETED the one who looked so like her, the phone still in her hand, SLIPPING into the other woman’s as she let go of it, then corrected a strand of her hair and STEPPED BACK. her hair was DAMP from the shower she’d just been in, and with an arm’s length between them it was CLEAR they weren’t at all the SAME. while SCYLLA was in a comfortable dress ( and not very FOND of wearing any form of underwear, but at least wore a bra ) the OTHER was in what looked like HALF A UNIFORM. she looked more tense too -- though in a situation like THEIRS it made sense. that explained why people had been talking about her COP SISTER -- and though she had many siblings none of them would likely be ALLOWED to work in the police with a father like theirs.

so... she had a LOOKALIKE, and a damn GOOD one. they could be sisters, her father HAD been around, but for them to be so alike without being TWINS? it raised questions. she had no CARD to hand the other, and she had to RUN, but she’d like to talk about what had just happened. ❝ right. could we do THIS another time? i have things to DO, but this can’t be normal, ❞ and she tore a napkin from a disposer, then scribbled down her NUMBER on it, handing it to the OTHER WOMAN, a soft smile -- too baffled to give a more INTELLIGENT response.

#( & ic. )#agcntcarter #v; the call of the running tide #( this got so long omg )

@telcxntar ( plotted starter )

most days she was ALONE, the birds and the otters her only COMPANY, and so she was in the water, the RIVER anduin always offering the most pleasant stories, whispering them -- or so she FELT when she heard the water run through the small stones at the riverbank, when the BIRDS sang, as the years went by and the otters hid in the WINTER, and she wondered what they did, and where the birds went. but she could not LEAVE her home -- the anduin was her, it was a bond CLOSER than siblings or marriage, it was part of the soul she HOPED she had.

which was why she in an INSTANT knew someone was close. the BIRDS flew, grass was being crushed down -- someone or something was VISITING, and so she looked around, but they were YET to show themselves, and she let the water bring her to the edge, hiding in a low hanging bush, scouting for WHATEVER had disturbed her -- and looked into FOUR LEGS, horse legs, she’d only seen them free and wild, this one was... controlled, of sorts, and her eyes wandered up to a FOOT, one like her own, but in leather, like the few ELVES she had met, and so she rose from the water. it must be a MAN or an elf, it was only when she STOOD, hair covering her breasts, but the rest left as naked as any other day -- she KNEW elves dressed, and maybe humans too -- but it was impractical in the water, and she didn’t often get COLD. when she rose she saw him -- a MAN, those had BEARDS, like dwarves she was told, yet HE was the first of the sort she’d met, and she smiled at him, hands finding the horse’s NECK, caressing the proud animal. horses she knew, not men. ❝ HELLO, are you passing through mirkwood? if so it’s easiest to follow my river. ❞

#telcxntar #( & ic. )#v; in the water lives yet the echo #( this got longer than i planned )#( BUT HERE IT IS )#( i got a terrible headache last night so i went to bed )

anoiiinted-deactivated20190806

the girl who played with fire ( book ) sentence meme

inc. nsfw, homophobic & misogynistic slurs, violence and rape mention.

‘ aren’t you going to offer me a cup of coffee? ’ ‘ just how dangerous is she? ’ ‘ would you like company? ’ ‘ i have no reason to forgive you. ’ ‘ you ever touch me again, i will kill you. ’ ‘ i’m going to stop having sex with guys who smell of smoke. ’ ‘ you look like you just woke up. ’ ‘ that was brave but awfully stupid. ’ ‘ my kitchen is 100 per cent ikea. ’ ‘ i thought you were dead or something. ’ ‘ do you want me to leave? ’ ‘ you’re such a mystery. you never talk about yourself. ’ ‘ i burned everything that would burn. ’ ‘ just keep in touch. i’d like to know whether you’re dead or alive. ’ ‘ you’re an entropic chaos factor. ’ ‘ in that case, all that’s left is for me to commit suicide. ’ ‘ you don’t give a shit about other people. ’ ‘ usually it’s other people who don’t give a shit about me. ’ ‘ i thought you’d died. ’ ‘ you really are out of your mind. ’ ‘ now you’re really going to have to explain to me who you are and what you want. ’ ‘ this is going to be a long night. ’ ‘ go home and get some sleep. ’ ‘ we don’t know the motive for the murders. ’ ‘ it was an execution, pure and simple. ’ ‘ i need a burger. ’ ‘ i can keep a secret, if that’s what you’re wondering. ’ ‘ is she unbalanced? ’ ‘ is she capable of murdering two people in cold blood? ’ ‘ i’m a cynic. i believe everyone has it in them to kill another person. ’ ‘ shit, the whores are looking worse all the time. ’ ‘ you’d have to be pretty desperate to pick her up. ’ ‘ it doesn’t feel like the act of a lone nutcase. ’ ‘ can you describe the man you say you saw attack her? ’ ‘ does she have a police record? ’ ‘ i don’t think it was you who shot them. ’ ‘ they sell handcuffs and whore outfits and stuff like that. ’ ‘ lesbian satanists. ’ ‘ maybe you don’t give a damn but i want to know who killed my friends. ’ ‘ what would you do if it was me? ’ ‘ don’t you like men? ’ ‘ i don’t give a shit what you believe. ‘ ‘ how i choose to live my life and who i have sex with is none of your business or anyone else’s. ’ ‘ so you found my strap-on in my drawer. what did you fantasise about then? ’ ‘ my answer is that it’s none of your fucking business. ‘ ‘ that surly cunt is squirming like a snake. ‘ ‘ am i being arrested for anything? ‘ ‘ if your questions piss me off, i won’t answer. ‘ ‘ there are no innocents. there are, however, different degrees of responsibility. ‘ ‘ fuck you too. need help? ’ ‘ she’s one fucking freaky chick. ’ ‘ you had made her angry. ‘ ‘ i’m not innocent. but i didn’t kill them. ‘ ‘ even psychopaths need motives. ‘ ‘ do i look like a satanist? ‘ ‘ you’re a sadistic pig, a pervert, and a rapist. ‘ ‘ as far as i’m concerned, you should be put to death at once. ‘ ‘ she was a whore. whores get paid. ‘ ‘ it’s not me you need to ask for forgiveness. ‘ ‘ you didn’t have sex with her. you raped her. ’ ‘ you must be one of the sorriest perverts i’ve ever met. ‘ ‘ you look like a car crash. ’ ‘ i’m going to kill you! ‘ ‘ thanks for being my friend. ‘ ‘ in case you get any stupid ideas, if you even try to get up i’ll shoot you right in the gut. ’ ‘ you look like shit. like a fucking prostitute. ‘ ‘ you’d really like to kill me, wouldn’t you? ‘ ‘ there can’t be a man who’d want you. ‘ ‘ he’s not a fairy. he just doesn’t have sex. ‘ ‘ she was always the one with the brains — you were just worthless filth. ‘ ‘ you’re just a run-of-the-mill creep who hates women. ‘ ‘ i can tell him to break the bones in your body one by one until you answer. save us the trouble. ‘ ‘ do you really think this is going to blow over? ‘ ‘ i’m going to kill you too. ‘ ‘ you came here to kill me and nothing else. ‘

#( & meme. )#( I'm in bed already but )