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[loyaltiesfulfilled-moved]

"next time you are playing distraction." he's trying to fling the monster goop he's covered in from his jacket and possibly at the other.

[megalobonia]

@hoopsheartthrob​ || continued from x

❝ you mean the guy in the mirror? ❞ the skeleton propped an elbow on top of the bar counter that bunny girl was sat on, resting his head comfortably on a gloved palm. ❝ he’s a real copycat, i’ll tell ya that. almost sued him the other day for plagiarism, but, uh, he finger-gunned my way and told me i looked fresh outta the grave. so i gave ‘im a discount for, y’know, the creativity. ❞

now her question caught the skeleton a little off guard– while he could try to weasel his way out of it, there was no telling she would let him. girl looked as sharp as a steel trap.

❝ uhhh… exact words? ❞ oh boy. ❝ ah y’know, ‘side from being pretty, wonder what else that gal does for a living. ❞

sans wouldn’t be the least surprised if she whipped her ears to his face and walked off after that one. it was one of the cheesiest to ever sprout from the darkest recesses of his mind, but he couldn’t help it. the inner comedian was stronger than him by a mile.

[shieldscientist]

@brxkcnengineer said "Follow my finger with your eyes, Jemma." from here.

There was a ringing sound in her ears, and her body ached. For some reason, she was on the floor, propped up against the wall behind her. She couldn’t remember what had happened, and she looked around frantically trying to find something that could help her piece it together, but nothing was sinking in.

Distantly, she was aware of Fitz, crouched in front of her, but his voice sounded distorted and she was having difficulty processing what he had just said. A long few moments passed before she was able to sluggishly work out what he wanted from her, and she tried to do what he said- but getting her eyes to focus proved to be a difficult task.

“I...” She tried to speak, her brows furrowing as she tried to find her words. “I don’t feel quite right.”

[delusionalseeker]

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[starkillergeneral-a]

@youplagueofagirl

a gloved hand moved over the golden throne. it was identical to his, save for the fact that it was much newer, free of blemishes and scratches. it was perfect, as it should be.

steps drawing closer caught lazari’s attention and he turned, his white cape fanning out as he looked towards ashesam as she approached. he smirked, going to greet her, taking her hands and kissing her cheek before motioning to the new throne in a grand gesture.

“well, my empress? is it to your liking? everything has to be perfect for you, of course.”

[chaosxstrifeandpain]

(ﾉ>ω<)ﾉ *･゜ﾟ･*☆  @thewailer​

❞Don’t you think it was a little foolish   of you to come here alone? ❞

[giraffeiisms]

@wisenedup

Ellie was the one injured one. After  falling a full story and having a sharp  rebar pierce her stomach it would be  almost stupid to say she was weakened. Having to push herself forward and out  to safety with a concerned Bill hovering around her like a mother hen. Ellie couldn’t  remember but she was pretty sure she told  Bill to back the fuck up and let her walk. 

The next few days were a blur as Bill worked  to get her taken care of. Stitches in her back  and her front before anything else was done.  Then a crude bandaging job. 

The next time she was semi lucid they were on  the back of their horse. Traveling through some snowy forest. Normally Ellie would appreciate the  scenery, but right now her consciousness never hung around, and after a moment she was out again. 

A few days...... weeks? Passed and the young  teenager had been awake a grand total of possibly  five times, mostly for food, other times when Bill  disturbed her wound. The cold weather doing  nothing for the fever she was fighting. Either way, the wasn’t surprise from Ellie when the elder left to hunt for food. 

Emerald hues opened when she heard the familiar  sounds of boots walking down the stairs. A small shiver leaving her as the wind bit at her. Foggy vision only seeing a vague form. The only alert she  got that it wasn’t her companion was the hand over  her mouth and roughly grabbing her hair. 

“Found you bitch.”

There was no scream heard minus the muffled noises as she was pulled away, kicking and trying to fight as well as one could in her position. Though it was in vain,  and soon she was unconscious again, being drug away by the same hunters that had attacked them nearly a week before.