Child of Nowhere

"If I was your punishment, you’d already be dead.“  indie | private | selective kassandra of sparta from assassin's creed series. mutuals only. main verse: post game. side verse: deimos!kassandra. 18+ only. penned by ikaros. sideblog: pltfighter BLOGS WITH HARRY POTTER MUSES DNI.

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indie | private | selective | kassandra of sparta from assassin's creed series.

main verse: eagle bearer and the keeper (post game).

side verses: deimos!kassandra, corrupted!kassandra, demigod myth au, dragon age au, superhero au, arcane au, and baldur's gate au.

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﹙ @ofspvrta &. diana of themyscira ﹚ diana's beach home, themyscira. the porch has a really nice view.

diana has not sought news from the man's land in quite a few weeks. it's about three, but she could be wrong, she hasn't particularly been paying attention. KASSANDRA HASN'T EITHER . nubia may be, but nubia very like hippolyta. she's not going to inform diana for fear diana may seek to leave for righteousness. IT'S ALWAYS BEEN THE QUEEN'S FEAR . she had a right, as it always turns out. diana did choose to sacrifice herself for the man's world . . . and all the lives in it. women, children, all.

a mystical island, but that sea still smells like the same fresh salt it would anywhere else that wasn't running on pollution and corruption. THERE'S FLECKS OF SAND JOYFULLY POKING AT DIANA'S BARE SKIN . just around her legs when she sits. the hand weaved mats still somehow feel like foam, but they aren't. home, where everything is themysciran, and of her own culture, cultivated with her own love. SHE IS SO COMFORTABLE .

but just like kassandra doesn't blink twice at diana being the princess of themyscira or that she has the strength of a demi-god because she was forged from clay by gods— which makes diana feel normal. simple. diana is guessing that talking about kassandra's time before being the keeper makes her feel simple too. DIANA COULD BE WRONG , BUT SHE'S GUESSED CORRECTLY ABOUT QUITE A LOT WHEN IT COMES TO KASSANDRA . maybe it's the soul connection, maybe it's love.

"the remnants of isu technology doesn't mean i don't understand that everything outside of what the isu wanted to touch was human. which means there was less technology because the gods didn't want to share. i didn't live it though, so i enjoy hearing it from you especially. what are some of your favorite memories?"

[ofspvrta]

Let the rest of the world do what it may, she knows where her focus lies, and as far as she's concerned, her immortal duties are complete. How many more artifacts and temples were there to secure? She's done enough. Let her rest with her love, let her know peace. Let them both know peace. She could always go back and save the world another time. They both could, but for now, let them enjoy their hard-earned peace.

Here, on the shore, with Diana sitting beside her, is the most at home Kassandra's felt in ages. It's not to say other places with other lovers weren't home. They were. But this... it feels like home. Like where she was always meant to end up. Like Elysium without an overbearing goddess imposing her strict rules, and without having to die to get there. Quite the opposite, in fact.

Sometimes it's the easiest things that can make her feel human. Being able to talk about her home like it's not some fantastical time so very long ago. It's not much different from here at all. Diana can understand that in ways others cannot. A foot in two worlds, just like Kassandra. She remembers the first time she truly felt immortal was when she lost the last person who knew her before she was the Keeper. When she buried Roxana. It was saying goodbye to the love of her life, and who she was before. And every day since time has felt like a burden stretching out infinitely before her. At least Diana makes it feel like she doesn't have to be alone again in the journey.

"Kephallonia didn't have a lot of good memories. I couldn't wait to leave that place. I had to fight every day just to get by. But... there was this man, an awful, oafish man, who ruled over the island with fear and an iron fist. He was called the Cyclops, not by choice, he was missing an eye and wore one of obsidian and gold. I stole it from him so we could get some leverage on some money that my... friend had borrowed from him." She sighs, smiling fondly. "I went to bargain with him, try to get him to call off the hunt on me and said friend in exchange for the eye. He was tormenting an old sailor who was recalling a tale of a Cyclops and the big bastard thought he meant him. Ended up killing old Cyclops and his men and saved the old sailor who made me the commander of his ship and helped me leave that place. That man ended up being like a father to me. Barnabas, one of the best men I ever knew."

θ::|| @ofvoidx | diana of themiscyra

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[ofspvrta]

I just fucking know K.assandra would hate N.olan's O.dyssey as much as she hates 300. I just fucking know she would. She hated the fuck out of T.roy too. I feel she actually gets pretty miffed at movies that get basic details wrong about history, but at least she has the excuse for some of them to say she was there. She's such a pain in the ass to see movies with.

[ofspvrta]

A good myth is hard to kill.

#OFSPVRTA indie | private | selective | mutuals only kassandra of sparta from assassin’s creed series. has multiple verses including bg3, arcane, and superhero verses. 18+ only. penned by ikaros.

[ofvoidx]

there is absolutely no sexier cryptid couple than kassandra and emily.

[ofspvrta]

the sexiest cryptid couple. hands down.

[ofvoidx]

﹙ @ofspvrta &. emily kaldwin ﹚santa monica pier, california.

it's just something she would prefer not to break her heart if she could help it. WHAT IF SHE RETURNS AND IT'S WAR TORN ? completely backwards, they were more advanced than the rest of the world at it's time, but what if they weren't now? she just want to know that leaving the empire in the form of a council that could be considered a democracy was what continued to happen. IT COULD BE A DARK AND DANGEROUS PLACE . especially if her allies and specifically her father no longer had their influence on the empire. that would actually hurt emily.

somehow kassandra's words send a chill up emily's spine in the most pleasant way. EMILY'S NEWEST LITTLE SKIP IS SO JOYOUS . oh, kassandra. the one who makes emily so blessedly happy in so many ways. EMILY'S HAND FALLS AWAY FROM KASSANDRA'S WRIST SO SHE CAN DO THAT LITTLE SKIP . now would be a wonderfully impatient time to use far reach, but she can play the patience game. she hops back to kassandra's side, her arm looping through kassandra's. fingers just touching kassandra's wrist. the other hand wrapped around a bicep.

"i suppose i can wait even more when we're there. i do find that quite fair since you just gave me an orgasm, plan on giving me another one, and i don't even know when i can jump in. that's already being spoiled." emily's voice is so silky, so low. HER HEAD DIPS . mouth opens, closes again. she wanted to nibble kassandra's shoulder but had to remember they were in a rather crowded public area. she likes knowing that she rarely has to think of others. STILL DOES BECAUSE SHE'S A GOOD PERSON . but when emily just wants to be emily, wife of kassandra, adjunct mother to a cat, she can just choose to do so.

[ofspvrta]

There's this smug little grin on Kassandra's face as they walk down the boardwalk towards the docks. Something about the satisfaction of knowing what they just got away with and knowing what she has in store for Emily is enough to just keep that cheeky grin firmly planted on her face. Sunglasses hide her golden eyes as they walk past the throngs of people, her in her tee and cargos, Emily in her new bathing suit and gray sweats. Sandals slap against the wooden planks, her eyes darting between the crowd and the beautiful woman who was giddily on her arm.

It is always moments like this, where Emily doesn't hide her joy, that Kassandra feels lighter. The world is a little less lighter, and so much smaller. More intimate. Kassandra pulls her arm closer to her body so that Emily would be closer to her still. When Emily's hand wraps around her bicep, she flexes a bit, letting her love feel the hard muscle underneath the fitted tee. She's flaunting a little, let her have some fun and let the people stare. They have something none of them ever will. A love that will not die.

Emily's tone is doing things to her, and Kassandra has to remind herself that they aren't to the boat just yet. She does, however quicken her step. "I'll make it worth the wait," she purrs, seeing the boat appearing from between the more pristine little yachts with their silly little names. Nothing nearly as amazing as their Leviathan. In design or name. The crowds are a little less dense as they near the boat, Kassandra leaning over to nip at her ear briefly. "When we get inside, I want for you to wait for me in the bedroom, and take off those sweatpants."

θ::|| @ofvoidx | emily kaldwin

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Supernova Goes Pop!

#FANTASTICFIRECRACKER indie | private | selective | mutuals only jubilee from marvel's x-men/616 universe. has multiple verses including x-men 97, vampire, rivals, and mcu verses. 18+ only. penned by ikaros. follows back from ofspvrta.

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─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Lara's gaze is trained on the stranger's -- Kassandra -- weapon. The weapon is like nothing she's ever seen before, beautiful, deadly, just like the woman who wielded it. As Kassandra's posture relaxes, so does Lara's. ❛ Forgive me, ❜ she replies, holstering her weapon, though she keeps the button on her holster undone...just in case. ❛ Usually those I find in tombs like these, they are much less...willing to chat, let alone give me their names. ❜ 

As the stranger tells her about the artifact, about the powers of subjugation it wields, Lara's interested is piqued. Her fingers itched to study the artifact, but heeding Kassandra's warning, she keeps her distance. ❛ Would you believe me if I told you I wasn't actually looking for...whatever that artifact is, but another one entirely? There's an organization, one that would take that artifact and wield it against the world. I have no interest in letting them wield such power. ❜ She pauses, studying the woman. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. The proverb rings her mind and she quirks her head to the side. She had no idea if Trinity were Kassandra's enemy, but based on the very limited interaction she'd held with the woman, Lara couldn't imagine that Kassandra's views would intersect with Trinity's.

❛ I thought this temple was Buddhist in origin, ❜ she admits. ❛ And now you're telling me it's older than that? You must have stories to tell... ❜ There was a mystery here, and the lure of the mystery calls to Lara. She wants to unpack it, to dust off the years that had kept this tomb, this temple, from being found. Why had it been lost when the rest of Anuradhapura had been found? Restored? Protected? Why was there a difference?

❛ ...I want to protect sites such as this from Trinity, ❜ she says finally, levelling her gaze at Kassandra, gauging the woman's reaction. ❛ Trinity cannot wield power such as this. No matter the cost. ❜ 

[ofspvrta]

The Sword of Damokles, it had been gifted to her brother by the Cult of Kosmos, she carried it with her to remember him after she had to kill him. The sword became her burden. Though it was lost at one point for a few hundred years, she managed to get it back and it hadn't left her side since. There are no other swords quite like it. "I don't usually find people in these tombs when I'm here, so you're not the only one surprised. Though, I am used to guns being drawn on me. Do you have a name, stranger?" She could be amicable for a chat, especially if it brings about valuable information.

Kassandra sheaths her sword for now, casually crossing her arms over her chest. "I might. There are many artifacts to be had, many far less powerful than this." She gestures at the Apple. "Hm, it sounds like we may have a common enemy. Anyone who would take these artifacts must be stopped, I can't allow that kind of power in the world." Could be she is talking about Abstergo, could be she's talking about someone else. Either way, anyone coming for the artifact is going to have to go through her, and they won't be having a good time.

"Far older." Kassandra's eyes scanned the architecture. "I can't give an exact age, but trust that it predates most of what you know." She gives a nod, stopping a few feet short of the woman. The golden light of the orb illuminated both their faces now. "I have many. But not all of them are meant to be shared."

Kassandra cants her head, brow quirking. Trinity, now that is a new name to her. Perhaps only because they had not crossed paths yet. "Trinity, you say? Hm, I was expecting a different name. It's usually Abstergo I'm contending with, but their goals sound very similar." She strokes her chin, thinking for a moment. "And you think they'll come here looking for this artifact?"

[ofvoidx]

﹙ @ofspvrta &. buffy summers ﹚ on the highway outside of sunnydale , california—

being the slayer should be a solitary thing. that's lonely now, isn't it? it's what the council would want: easy to control, easy to watch, no strings when the inevitable death arrives to claim. a slayer isn't meant to also be a human. ironic, considering she is supposed to be the thing that slays monsters. no, it's definitely not just coincidence. it's not just some luck. somehow, in this situation that would make it all worse. a stranger just here to help who wasn't out here for an artifact or weird creatures? what good would that do anyone? thanks, destiny. just this once.

somehow if the person yearns to protect dawn, they are trustworthy, at least in this situation. if the so-called evil vampire in the corner wanted to hurt dawn, he had a million chances to do so. soulless. annoying. pathetic. somewhat evil. but spike isn't capable of cruelty in it's rawest form just for the sake of it. all the true villains have found their end because they chose not to end their search to ruin hundreds of lives or terrorize a society.

buffy still thinks that spike just got a lucky blow when he was hunting down those slayers. YOU ARE STRONG ALL THE TIME OR YOU ARE DEAD . that is the surviving life of a slayer.

xander and spike don't really hesitate to help with that request. buffy's nose actually wrinkles in disgust, eyebrows furrowing. they had a hard time being helpful before and also . . . kassandra was talking to her. they were listening to most of it, weren't they? those assholes. this gives buffy a few minutes to check in with dawn, which she sorely needs, honestly. THIS SLIGHT BREAK .

dawn doesn't really argue when buffy holds out her hand, she just takes it and stands up with buffy's help before they walked into the back office/storage room of the decrepit gas station. it definitely smelled like mold in this place. old and previously forgotten. a dusty and dirty ground, the summer's girls actually pull the same tired and grossed out face.

[ofspvrta]

The benefits of the life she has led, she can get her hands dirty when others need to keep theirs clean. Killing isn't a burden on her soul, she's made peace with that very early in her eternal life. But she isn't here to kill this man, at least not right away. She has information she needs from him and she will get it. Because if there's one thing that Kassandra is good at doing, it's her job, and she will find a way to get that information from him. If only her hidden blade wasn't in the saddle bag on her bike. It would be a much quicker task, but she does have the man's sword and a variety of other weapons these fools brought with them.

As the two men get the leader tied up, a Grand Master, she supposed would be his rank, if they're going by tradition, Kassandra lifts the man's sword and rests it along her shoulder. It feels natural in her hand, and she's so easy with it that even a casual observer would think her an experienced swordswoman. Or at least HEMA trained, as they are calling it these days. At least the art hasn't died out. She takes a few steps towards the man as the others finish restraining him, looking to the two as she does. "I'll take this from here."

Once she is good and sure that the room is empty, she swings the sword, stopping it only an inch from the knight's throat. "I don't know about you, but I figure most of them out there don't really have the inclination to torture or kill people." She moves the blade closer until it is touching his flesh. "Unfortunately for you, I'm not them. I'm really good at killing, actually. Have quite the history of it. Even taken down some knights in my time. Better equipped ones than you and your men. I've faced armies by myself."

The man stays silent, tightening his jaw in defiance.

"You like to pretend you're strong, hm?" She clicks her tongue, tapping the sword against his cheek for a second before switching to her original tongue. "<You claim the name Knights of Byzantium and yet I do not know of your order. Why do you pursue the girl? Who do you serve?>" The language flows from her effortlessly, but his expression tells her everything. He does not speak it, he does not understand the language that was spoken in the ancient city of Byzantium. Even if he spoke Byzantine Greek, he would have understood enough. But he didn't. "You take a name, but you have no connection to it. What is your name, knight?"

"I am General Gregor." His response is curt. Kassandra dragged the sword across his cheek a bit, drawing blood. "I need more than that Gregor, why are you after the girl? Who do you serve?"

θ::|| @ofvoidx | buffy summers

[ofvoidx]

i have been incredibly upset all day except for the couple of times i've talked about lizzy, cheese, or kassandra. see when i say roleplay is important to me, this is another reason why. i'm gonna build things in fallout 4 then i may get to some replies.

[ofspvrta]

May i offer you some fine cheese? it's imported from Lesbos.

[ofvoidx]

the world truly has gone backwards, relying on a few brilliant mind to keep things alive. BLUE AND THE MINUTEMEN GENUINELY SEEM LIKE THEY'LL PUSH IT FORWARD AGAIN . where more people will return to factories, give them more nuka cola and beer and teddy bears for god's sake. THE RISE OF CIVILIZATION AGAIN . a whole entire city by the name of diamond city and the rich are just rich and the poor are starving. living on the shoulders of the poor by selling drugs and stealing then claiming they're rich and upper class and better. PIPER MISSES HER LITTLE TOWN BEFORE IT WENT CORRUPT . piper misses her father and his heart of gold. MISSES IT ALL .

wouldn't a nuke have the power to obliterate and artifact if one had been exposed during the war anyway? MAN IF PIPER KNEW ABOUT THIS SHIT , SHE WOULD JUST GENUINELY BE INTERESTED . she wouldn't go outside the commonwealth because she has a sister to take care of, but imagine all those that were isu now sunken into a radiactive wasteland. OLD TECHNOLOGY COMBINING WITH NEW TECHNOLOGY . both created wars that turned their whole entire world and civilization.

imagine a world that didn't use nuclear power as a source of their existence. WOULD IT EVEN BE BETTER ? @ofspvrta

"yeah, blue always has my back." it's said so affectionately, a breath in, a breath out. SHE PROBABLY SHOULDN'T FEEL THIS COMFORTABLE RELAXING INTO KASSANDRA . piper feels less drugged, by the way. she just wants to stay here. "do you like robots kassandra? can i bring you along to do a paper on general atomics galleria?"

[ofspvrta]

Maybe there is hope for a brighter tomorrow, but whatever that hope is Kassandra doesn't see it right now. Something about the post apocalyptic world that just brings out so much of the worst in people. Maybe the best, too, but she wasn't often paid by the best people. She wasn't often paid to take out the best people either. Maybe she just doesn't see what Piper does. She could probably benefit from that, Piper is one of the best people she's met since the bombs dropped, by a long shot. In a world built around self-preservation, all Piper wanted to do was expose the truth because the people needed to know. That's one of the most selfless things a person could do.

A nuke might not obliterate an artifact, but it sure would make getting to it a hell of a lot more difficult. The temples could topple, she's seen it before. Some temples were disrupted by volcanos and left as ruins, echoes of once great civilizations. Just as the human cities stand today. Or, attempt to stand. Some of them lean just a little too far. Some are nothing more than skeletons of what they were. But people are tenacious, they still find a way even after what should have been utter annihilation. Not even the Isu could accomplish that.

"Blue seems like a good person. Not a lot of those around, sadly." Maybe Blue, the vault dweller, had what it took to turn things around, at least in small steps. That's all anyone can do right now, small things. They have a way of cascading into larger snowballs eventually. "I, uh, never really interacted with robots all that much, outside of fighting them. But sure, why not? I'm always up for some adventure."

θ::|| @ofvoidx | piper wright

[ofspvrta]

Ok got some replies and shit to do here and then this weekend I want to do more stuff on @fantasticfirecracker! She's been a favorite of mine since 1992 and you should come interact with her.