The Kings & Queens of Promise

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Alright, it's done. You can now follow @storminmyveins and I promise this'll probably be the last time in forever I remake because this is a fking task.

And I'm getting lazier.

Anyway do know that this take on this blog will be iconless but with character banners, all relationships are starting over from scratch / brand new if they are oc/crossovers. Etc.

It'll also mostly be queue based. Because again, Marvel owns my soul. But I miss some of these bastards. Anyway. Hi. Told you I'd remake.

it only took 84 years.

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So instead of icons for the revamp of this blog, I'm going this route instead ? and I'm using an old aesthetic I used. Currently finishing up my muse list and what not. Going this route on the grounds I keep choosing faces that have no resources and your girl has *no* time to go hunting for 'em.

I'm lazy.

And undecided because I keep thinking "No, I won't revive this blog at all because I'm happy on my other ones" which, I am, but I can run this one on a queue. The new blog is made ; just gotta finish setting it all up.

Anyway.

I also need to get it up and running because @unitcd keeps yelling at me and I'm sensitive ;-;

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Me going into Season 2 of Shadow and Bone : We're all going to be safe, and we're all gonna have a great time!

Me watching the diversion from the books and everything that happens : What the Jesus Christ was that ?!

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(Please god I had to block like 15 of them today)

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The Witcher + Text Posts [3/?]

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the brothers that care forgot → elijah mikaelson

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NEVER HAVE I EVER “…had a breakdown” 3.06

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Mark Sloan & Lexie Grey ━ GREY’S ANATOMY  7.07 “That’s Me Trying” | 2005 -

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@ladamereveuse

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JAMIE DORNAN as CHRISTIAN GREY FIFTY SHADES FREED (2018) dir. James Foley

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GRATUITOUS GIFS OF ANTHONY BRIDGERTON 🎩 (11/?) ↳ forearms (dedicated to my soulmate @chikoriita​) BONUS:

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crearetuare​ - Tony

                                  His gaze becomes thoughtful and Tony looks at her, fumbling with the repaired arc in his hand. Would it make it easier to endure the burden he is carrying if he knew what would come? If the goal was worth it?           “ No, I don‘t think so,” he says, his head tipping from one side to the other, his gaze still focused on her, “ it wouldn‘t change anything, especially what must be done to keep the ones you love safe. ”

“The ones I love ... “ Renfri mused with a short lived fake smile across her lips before giving her head a slow shake, her chest heavy as it feels like gravity is pulling hard at her heart. “ The ones I love are dead.” She then turns to look at Tony with a sad but stern expression. “ Funny how that works.” 

Ren sighs, shutting her eyes. “I’m sorry - that was bitchy.” 

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crearetuare​:

𝙏𝙊𝙉𝙔 𝘼𝙉𝙎𝙒𝙀𝙍𝙀𝘿   ✐ —  Renfri  ( @storminmyveins​ )

                                   ❛ You want to know the future, love? Then wait. ❜

“ Because waiting is something we can afford.” she replies, looking up from the table to Tony with a half-smile that was forced - clearly. “Wouldn’t it just be so much easier to know right now if what we’re doing is even worth it?” 

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new orleans next top model - elijah mikaelson

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schoenestrauma - Wong

A frustrated grunt leaves his mouth, his gaze more than judgmental followed by a shake of the head. Though it’s not surprising, that‘s how Strange is. After all the time he’s known him, Wong should be used to his manners of avoiding to give a proper answer to the question he is asked, no matter from whom it‘s coming. Wong is not to be trifled with. At least not in such a situation, which was not only Strange’s own business. That he brought the young woman here could turn out to be a tragedy for everyone.        “Exactly,”  he said, less amused as his brows furrowed, “that is not what I am asking you, but the woman resting in the chambers of these halls.”

“I think you answered your own question - she’s resting.” he should simply tell Wong why he brought Cassandra here, but he knows the lecture that is bound to come of it. Not word for word, but he can imagine the cadence of the conversation. But if he was going to do this he knows he’d need help. Who else is going to help him but Wong?

“ I want to help her, she has a chance to live her life and do good with that life.” He tells Wong with his ‘matter-of-fact’ tone. “She’s been a patient at my hospital and I promised I’d help her. I want to keep that promise. Call me sentimental.” And with that he shrugs like it’s not a big deal. “I’m sure in this vast library there is something that can help her.” 

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ladamereveuse​ - Cassandra

Feeling the soft fabric against her mouth, Cassandra jerks back, eyes opening wide as her fingers touch her chapped lips. Did that just happen? Is the cloak alive? The questions didn’t come out of her mouth, but her expression speaks louder than words. Her exhausted gaze falling back on Strange as he spoke. She drew in a breath to calm herself, to stop the trembling but the morbid urge to put herself under pressure never did anyone any good. Maybe she should listen. But his words are almost like knives stabbing into an already open wound. Time.               “Just what I don’t ‘ave.” she says, letting her other hand drop from the cup he now holds for her before even trying at all.

Watching her reaction he turns to look at the red fabric himself, then smiles. “It’s sentient.” He tells her as though it’s the most normal thing in the world. In his it is now. “the cloak of levitation.” He tells her , though he stops wanting to make the quick quips when she speaks of what she doesn’t have. True, it’s something that will be taunting them the entire time but they can’t rush this. But he says nothing as he doesn’t want her to think he’s holding the wound open and just pouring in the salt with a sense of glee. 

But even he knows that patience is key. He just isn’t going to say it out loud again. 

“I get the sour disposition , but I can tell you from experience it’ll do nothing but hinder any process you hope to make.” though how to get rid of that feeling? “You will have to surrender control.” He says, remembering the words of his lessons way back when. But as someone who was on a control freak spectrum he knew that was easier said than done at the time.

Until he was dropped in below zero temperatures, but he’s not doing that to Cassandra.

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schoenestrauma​ - Wong

𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 — @storminmyveins​

Wong doesn’t want to ask questions any more, but there are still some things that couldn‘t be ignored. Especially for the reason that he is now the Supreme Sorcerer, he bears the responsibility. When Strange brought the foreign, sickly woman to their home, he doubted his old friend’s intention. Only because of the condition of that woman, he doesn’t believe anything good would come of it. Neither for her, nor for Strange.      “What do you think you’re doing?” he asked him in an admonishing tone.

He had no doubt that Wong would have questions about what he’s doing. After all he was now the Sorcerer Supreme. He knows the rules and the concerns that he’ll have about him bringing Cassandra here, wanting to help her. But that doesn’t mean he will meet Wong’s question with a straight answer.

“Do you mean generally, figuratively...?” He asks Wong as his brow arches and he glances away from the book in his hand. “ If you mean actually - I’m reading.” He lifts the book for a moment only to then bring it back down to level and turn the page. “Though I’m going to take a shot in the dark and say that’s not what you’re asking me.”