𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧.

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞   𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫   𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞   ? » 𝐘𝐄𝐒         𝐍𝐎

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〆 ‒‒‒‒‒ 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓 ... to nourish hope, a private, mutuals only & extremely low activity multi muse writing blog featuring canon muses & original characters. primarily canon compliant with headcanons featured. ‒‒‒‒‒ # 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐨, written by dylan (twenty-eight, he/him). 〆 — affiliates; @excaliabur, @anoffering, @sarastuss, @studiodrafts & @saintspoetic.

〆 ‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ ⅰ. rules, ⅱ. roster, ⅲ. prompts, ⅳ. mains & exclusives.

〆 — current muse priority ... peter parker, remy lebeau, marc spector, james bond & apollo.

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finished my first day out of six so i'm gonna let the queue run & i'll pop in & out over those days! enjoy the rest of your week! <3

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〆 ‒‒‒‒‒ plotted starter for @anoffering

                    scattered somewhere in a valley between faron & necluda, link stands guard as his princess investigates one of many ancient ruins. burdened with prophecy, the chosen champion couldn't help but avert his watchful gaze to look back at zelda as she works. no one else but her wished there were answers buried beneath, praying it would open up another path for them to follow. the shrines neglected her, the goddess ignored her & link wondered if her own prophecy had started to eat away at her soul. though hope has yet to be extuingished. link glances to the sky, noticing the foreboding weather approaching. he turns, closing the gap between them. < the storm is coming. we should find shelter before it reaches us. > he pauses, finding the tension between them harder than anticipated to navigate through. he was the living reminder of her failures, after all. & he hated himself for it too. < do you need help before we move on, princess? >

[studiodrafts]

˗ˏˋ     ᵃᵗᵉˡⁱᵉʳ·     dear   007   ﹙   @praesparo   ﹚   ﹕   i'm   trying   to   flirt   with   you   ,   but   clearly   it's   not   working.   warmest   regards   ,   midna.

❝   you   are   too   obvious   ,   bond.   it   makes   this   game   we   play   so   very   boring.   ❞   since   the   beginning   of   this   adventure   with   the   agent   ,   there   has   been   an   obvious   attraction   that   they've   toyed   with   whenever   they   are   granted   a   moment   together.   midna   admittedly   was   not   the   most   responsive   at   the   start   ,   but   she   could   not   help   but   play   along   after   a   while   ,   finding   a   thrill   in   bantering   with   someone   who   isn't   at   all   intimidated   by   her   power   or   title.   james   is   unlike   anyone   she's   ever   met   before   ,   but   of   course   ,   she's   never   really   met   a   human   until   she   found   herself   in   this   new   planet.   getting   back   home   is   her   whole   entire   focus   what   with   the   threat   that   looms   over   her   kingdom   ,   but   she   is   allowed   a   little   bit   of   fun   for   the   moment   ,   &   who   knows   when   a   chance   like   this   will   ever   happen   again   ?   admittedly   ,   she   enjoys   the   attention   the   agent   gives   her ,   &   it   helps   that   he   isn't   too   bad   to   look   at   either.   nothing   wrong   with   some   innocent   flirtation   ,   not   when   they   both   know   this   certainly   won't   last   for   the   long   term. just a little bit of fun with no strings attached.

to   blend   in   with   the   patrons   of   this   hotel   ,   they're   meant   to   be   a   newly   married   couple   ,   enjoying   their   honeymoon   while   they   gather   intel   for   the   location   of   the   mirror   shard.   their   target   has   yet   to   arrive   to   their   location   ,   so   it   grants   them   the   opportunity   to   enjoy   some   time   together.   sitting   at   the   pool   was   the   agent's   idea   ,   one   that   had   the   princess   damn   near   rolling   her   eyes.   although   ,   it   wasn't   at   all   terrible   considering   she   can   enjoy   the   sun   for   the   first   time   in   years   ,   the   warmth   of   the   light   a   relaxing   feeling   on   her   near   bare   skin.   it's   also   the   first   time   she's   ever   worn   a   bathing   suit   &   since   she   arrived   to   meet   with   the   agent   ,   his   eyes   never   seem   to   tear   away   from   her. to the patrons of the hotel , she appears human. to james though , he can see her true form & how her near blueish skin glows in the peak of the afternoon.

❝   you   can   do   better   than   just   saying   the   obvious.   we   have   time   before   we   have   to   work   ━━   try   again.   ❞   hands   begin   to   fix   her   long   ,   red   hair   ,   sliding   it   over   her   shoulder   as   she   sits   on   a   lounge   chair   ,   her   near   bare   back   to   the   agent.   ❝   now   ,   what   was   it   you   said   about   applying   something   onto   my   skin   ?   ❞   midna   turns   to   look   at   james   slightly   ,   eyes   heavy   &   full   of   mischief.   ❝   something   about   protecting   me   from   the   light   ?   ❞ 

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                    bond could still hear the ringing of orders echo in his mind, each one disobeyed for the sake of another lifeform. yet each time his eyes found ethereal blue hues, the alarms fell quieter & quieter. his superiors had ordered him to return to headquarters, ideally with the specimen in hand. james repulsed at the word. they found value in his reckless ambition, the heart that revitalised the same programme which now houses him. if they were truthful, he had to have faith they would come through after the greatest act of disobedience yet. mi6 only wanted in first to ensure others couldn't make off with the princess or her mirror shards. but bond wasn't naïve either. they were manipulated once, who says it can't happen again? he couldn't live with himself if he turned over this stranded stranger. it didn't help that she was beyond beautiful, almost as much as she was from beyond earth.

                    fortunately, moneypenny pulled through with resources & one potential lead for them to follow. according to m, this was off the records. if they got caught, they'd be abandoned. james was simply thankful they decided to trust him ... only in exchange for one conversation with midna herself. reasonable, he'd say. the mission so far was only made easier by their apparent compatibility in personalities. she challenged every word, rivalled his wit & pushed his skills further than ever. the harmless flirting was an added bonus too, he thought, even if it never quite hit the mark. though he was certain the reacted certain ways on purpose.

                    after approaching her from behind, two cocktails in each hand, he hardly fights the urge to stare at every inch of her form. swallowing the lump in his throat, he allows the grin to linger upon his expression before nodding & placing the drinks on the table beside their loungers. ❛ fair enough. how about i show you this time instead of telling you?  ❜ he teases, kneeling beside her with the lotion already in grasp. eyes slowly trailed across her figure, appreciating every inch that creates her beauty. then, he begins to carefully drag his palms across her arms to begin, trailing further down before retreating to start on her back. purposely, his hands were slow & sensual, worshipping every inch of her skin as the lotion is gently applied. eyes occasionally glance to hers before returning to the task at hand. ❛ the sun is dangerous to us too, you know. we can't have you burning on your first time on earth, can we? it'd ruin that ...  ❜ he pauses, hands stalled at her inner sides. head tilting to be closer to hers before resuming. ❛ ... complexion of yours, wouldn't it? but do tell me if it gets too much, alright?  ❜

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&. happy national best friend day here, as well, because it has to be remembered where it all started 🖤

PERKELE KISSA

how this ask is finding me fr- i remember being so excited to finally talk to you when i joined tumblr!! & then i remember how excited i was to finally meet you! & now i'm excited to plan the next visit <3 HERE'S TO MORE SUMMER VISITS & NATIONAL BEST FRIEND DAYS hopefully after a few more you'll maybe be as tall as me! (unlikely)

[eurodynamic]

JAMES BOND 007 First Light (2026) dev. IO Interactive

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would you do the honors? / from midna!

                    entering the world of espionage taught bond that the sky was the limit of possibility, showing him more than he could have even imagined. recently, however, he has never been proven more wrong. the limit never stopped at the sky but the entire universe beyond this planet. whether he would ever fully comprehend it wasn't his concern right now ... nor had it been since encountering the twilight princess. otherworldly dictators, mirror shards & teleporting royalty with supernatural powers were only scraping the surface for him. the recently titled agent has already jeopardised a lot to get this far, refusing to turn her in to both the americans & his own territory. thankfully, a select few back in mi6 were willing to cooperate enough in exchange for information from midna. whether they got that far was still up for debate. for now, they had ventured far enough to a luxury resort in vietnam, preparing for the highly anticipated dinner event.

                    using the glasses now adjusted on his face, they would be able to record every second of the event to review later. the technology was impressive, yet he struggles to properly appreciate its value given what his partner can conjure. with his bowtie loose around his collar, james turns at her request only to be stunned into silence before he could even speak. she was beautiful. she was beyond that. bond was lucky enough to see her true hues, the way her skin hums gently with blue under the setting sunlight. it contrasts with the burning tones of her hair, leaving him completely caught with her ethereal features. midna's chosen attire held back zero punches either, accentuating every feature while showing just enough to leave teasing what isn't shown.

                    after the longest & quietest few seconds of his life, james finds his composure before stepping forward to grin in her direction. ❛ it would be my pleasure, your highness.  ❜ he teased, stepping as close as possible once she turns her back towards him. hands slowly, gently, caress her back before trailing up to find the fastens. with deep, tempting breaths, he begins to fix them properly. ❛ i've got to say, midna. you look ... out of this world.  ❜ he settled for, repeatedly having to find his breath each time he glances at another angle of her physique. ❛ you might catch some eyes at the party. ready for the attention?  ❜

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i was unaware i was under MI6 command and i just chose not to take your advice. / nat @ 007

                    blurred amongst the myriad of innocents surrounding them, bond stands before the black widow with desperate plea. he was worried he wouldn't catch her before she boarded the plane, leaving him lost as to where she could be found again. james stood cautious that if he blinked, she would disappear. one mistake he couldn't let happen again. ❛ i can see that.  ❜ he pauses, narrowing down his best options if this conversation doesn't go his way. carefully, bond stepped closer to her with gentle plea. ❛ look, i'm not here at their behest right now. if they found out i've came all the way here to find you, then ...  ❜ another pause, simply eluding to the potential consequences of his actions. even if they've learned to anticipate his antics. ❛ natasha this really isn't the best course to take & you know it. why won't you at least hear me out?  ❜

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how many bonds could a james bond bond if a james bond could bond bond

chuckles i've had a really long fucking day-

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sherlock to james: you're really enjoying this, aren't you?

                    pioneers of their respective fields stand within the same room, combining intellects to unravel the mystery enveloping them. mi6 agents have been turning up dead without any logical explanation, whether they were found in their homes or in public. each of them dropped dead without pause, as if their lives were simply ended by another power. bond couldn't stomach anymore. now, he stands in the hive of london's greatest detective, arms folded as he takes some comfort & humour in watching sherlock's mind wrestle with unknown answers. ❛ what, watching the legendary sherlock holmes struggle to solve the mystery?  ❜ he pauses, feigning deep thought before shrugging. ❛ it's giving me some joy, i have to say.  ❜ he adds, stepping up to the mind map they had created, tracing his fingers over pictures of the dead. no more, he thought. not one more. ❛ come on. let's review what we know, alright?  ❜

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we are under attack. / from loid!

                    tumblers, flutes, & plates crash from the table as bond slides over it, slamming into the ground while avoiding gunfire. fortunately, he landed beside his newfound partner in this operation. the attack was sudden, obviously unexpected although only because the attackers weren't who they expected. what started as espionage has turned into survival. two spies against reckless militia in what used to be an exquisite hotel. ❛ oh, are we?  ❜ bond asks rhetorically, staring at his ally with breathless disbelief. truthfully, he understood the connotations yet he couldn't help but rely on sarcasm to alleviate the pressure. ❛ i hadn't noticed. here i thought they were just making an entrance.  ❜ another pause, head peeking up as he tries to find his bearings. ❛ we need to find where our target has went but first we need an exit plan.  ❜ another beat. ❛ any ideas?  ❜

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to james, ❝ do you have an appointment? ❞ from lara <3

                    ❛ can't say i do, miss croft.  ❜ he responds with cocky confidence, the scar across his cheek creasing from the polite smile accompanying his answer. james hadn't heard much about the tomb raider until mi6 promptly briefed him, exposing him fully to her feats. the relationship between his organisation & lara croft wasn't mutually sound. she was never one to accept their involvement in matters nor were they privy to being entirely open with her. this time, they felt confident that 007 would be able to mend their trust. thus, he stands before lara in her own office, eyes steadfast & smile lingering. ❛ i've been sent on behalf of mi6, ma'am. they'd like your consultation on certain matters, if that's alright?  ❜ a beat, offering one hand for her to shake. ❛ the name's bond. james bond.  ❜

[saintspoetic]

they've been through a lot, the two of them. fought, pillaged, and resorted to tricks simply to stay alive. to aid in the ever growing fight against the empire. some might hear hera say that there's nothing she believes in more than that. their cause. their battle. it perhaps isn't quite true - she believes in kanan more than anything. the most annoying man she's ever known, and also the smartest, the kindest, and the bravest. the man she loves. her smile grows at his touch, head tilting slightly as she allows his words to wash over her. they stand at the precipice of change. with the fulcrum transmissions becoming more frequent, their missions becoming more dangerous, and now ezra - hera has to believe it's all leading to something.

❝ you just seem more . . focused. ❞ she's always known about his past, if somewhat vaguely. she'd known what he survived, but never pushed for more details. never wanted him to let her into that place if he wasn't ready. her hand gently strokes him arm, the pads of her fingers moving up and down against the material of his shirt. ❝ only if they find out. ❞ lips quirk, shoulder softly bumping against his own. ❝ we can handle the empire, kanan. we've survived them a hundred times before. ❞ her hand moves from his arm, lifting upwards to gently cup his cheek instead. with a gentle nudge she turns his head towards him. their gazes meet and her foolish heart skips a beat. even all these years later, kanan is still the most beautiful man she's ever met. ❝ you're doing the right thing. ❞

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                    ❛ focused, huh? i didn't think it was that noticeable.  ❜ he mused at her response, breaking his gaze on the horizon to take in the greater beauty by his side. neck tilts back slightly, eyes wandering over every feature she has to offer. the way the light sets her skin ablaze with nourishing green only lures him further into admiration. she praised him, idolised him more than the others yet he believed she deserved it more. as much as he tried to return the sentiments, kanan worried she didn't see it the way he could. hera burdened the hope of their squad, nurtured the love of their relationship as well as kept them out of the claws of the empire. he wouldn't be here without her, just as much as she reminds him of the opposite.

yet his moment of unfiltered affection faded as she continued to speak, leaning his face into her calloused palm. still as soft as ever despite the fact. the anxieties tormenting him were a lot quieter than before, as if she knew exactly how to find his calm. despite this, he couldn't help but show concern anyway. ❛ that doesn't make us unstoppable, hera, you know that.  ❜ he disputes, resisting the guilt from ruining their moment. ❛ they're getting stronger & smarter. it's only a matter of time before ...  ❜ the worst happens, yet he couldn't bring himself to say it. instead, kanan drags his hand across her lap & onto her side. despite the weight of the galaxy upon their shoulders, kanan couldn't help but take comfort in her & smile anyway. love would persevere if nothing else, especially his love for her. ❛ if you say so.  ❜ then, glancing to the sunset once more before it leaves them. ❛ maybe it's time i told you what happened ... when the jedi were wiped out.  ❜

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home from my late shift & I’ve got some video game plans BUT I am desperately wanting to answer some bond asks so I may do a couple before bed!! If not over the next couple of days FOR SURE!!

have a great weekend otherwise <3

[starfares]

ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ “ there's too much responsibility on my shoulders right now. ” ⋆˙⟡ @praesparo's peter parker.

too much responsibility on the kid's shoulders. despite the way they resist the urge to roll their eyes behind the visor, they understand it. he gets the unbearable weight of being responsible for more than what feels manageable. he feels it every moment. the stars claw at his chest in incessant waves. there is always another crisis to solve. there is always responsibility to answer the call of the universe.

“ look, kid. we all got responsibility on our shoulders. i know this city is your pride and joy. ” hands settle on their hips, heaving a soft breath. “ but you're not gonna have a city to be responsible for if it's taken over by symbiotes. we gotta get to the root of the problem, off-world. on kylntar. agent venom's already there. ”

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                    peter stood upon the edge of the skyscraper, lenses wide with eyes staring anxiously behind them. the flurry of emotions & thoughts were nearly overwhelming in this moment. the incredibly awesome spaceship floating inches above him with the equally awesome captain calling on spider-man's help; the fact his city was threatened by symbiotes & the realisation that he was sought after by the galaxy's guardians. whether it be grounded on earth or soaring amongst the stars, peter had to have faith his city would endure while he fought the root of the problem. sighing with admission, he shakes his head & takes one firm foot onto the milano. ❛ can't argue with that logic. i'll just make some phone calls, see if i can't call in some favours.  ❜ a beat, fingertips sticking to the metal above. ❛ i won't need my passport, right? it needs renewed.  ❜

[songsomi]

"He had dark, rather cruel good looks and very clear, blue-grey eyes. slim build; a 3-inch long, thin vertical scar on his right cheek; a 'cruel' mouth; short, black hair, a comma of which rests on his forehead."

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WELL ISN'T THIS PERFECTLY TIMED