#destinyuprising

[braverook]

@destinyuprising​ asked:  🍑 (from Jacob, lmaoo) SEND 🍑 FOR YOUR MUSE TO SIT ON MY MUSE’S LAP.

breath  hitches,  catches  within  their  dry  throat.  the  air  around  them  is  suddenly  warmer...  scratch  that,  a  lot  hotter  under  the  collar.  beaming  scarlet  paints  cheeks,  nose,  tip  of  ears,  unforgivingly  while  a  chuckle  stammers  and  wavers  from  them.  unsure  on  what  to  do,  as  well  as  what’s  come  over  jacob,  danny’s  hands  find  it  impossible  to  rest  somewhere  -  anywhere  -  which  wouldn’t  be  inappropriate.  so  they  don’t.  they  awkwardly  stay  at  the  side  of  jacob  not  daring  to  touch.

❛  you  --  ah.  enjoyin’  yourself  there,  jacob  ?  can’t  imagine  my  ah  -----  bony  legs  are  good  for  support...  ❜  

[managone]

@destinyuprising​ // CONT

SHE FLEXED HER FINGERS with the brass knuckles but the weapon wouldn’t stay put, slipping from her smaller hand so she kept a closed fist.  ❝ Yeah, I think not. ❞  she cast him a playfully annoyed side-eye. Green wasn’t her colour and she'd scream it from the rooftops if she had to. But maybe for him there would be some consideration made towards wearing a smaller item with a prettier shade.

She twirled around at the introduction, showing off her new look with a giggle and gave a curtsy after his bow when she stopped before him.  ❝ Thank you, tea sounds lovely but I’m looking for a white rabbit carrying a pocket watch ---  ❞  the hat fell over her eyes comically, as if on cue, and Gwen stayed still for a few seconds trying not to laugh harder until she straightened up and pushed it back to rest atop her head.

[shadxwcd]

@destinyuprising continued from x

Evie couldn’t help a smile of her own as her brother jumped on the bed and got himself comfortable. His eyes were red but at least he was feeling a little better now. Shuffling herself again, she laid down a little more until their heads touched.

“Aesop’s fables. They are a collection of really old short stories from ancient times. They all have a lesson embedded in them.” Evie showed him the cover and then some of the illustrations inside too. “A lot of them involve animals.”

“One day I want to read the version written in Ancient Greek that father has in his study.” How amazing was it that people could still read languages that old! It fascinated her greatly. Sometimes she wished she had been raised Catholic because at least then she would have been taught Latin at an earlier age. Her studies were progressing though.

After a moment of brief pause, she glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.

“What was your dream about? Was it as bad as last week?”

[equesmiles]

@destinyuprising​ / jacob.

❛  m---- mister  frye  !  hold  your  fire  !  i’m  not  here  for  a  fight  !  ❜   arms  are  extended  both  in  fear  and  to  prove  the  lack  of  firearms  upon  his  person.  douglas  was  aware  of  the  dangers  working  for  both  templars  and  assassins  undercover.  his  agreement  with  daniel  should  have,  realistically,  been  put  towards  the  frye  twins  also.  shakily,  they  release  a  breath  before  continuing.   ❛  i’ve  received  some  information  i  thought  may  prove  useful  to  you  and  your  sister.  daniel---  danny,  said  to  meet  you  here  to  pass  it.  ❜  

[aleximedicusa]

@destinyuprising​.  /  𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.

“ dear god, is this the sort of thing you gentlemen get up to in the colonies?! ”

[wolfkcst-archive1]

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          Arching an eyebrow, the warrior kept their arms crossed over their chest as they watched the stranger they hadn’t met too long ago lean his weight against a nearby wall with a sustaining head injury. Eivor could tell there was more than ‘just a scratch’ on his head. Can he even walk, they wonder.                          ❝I highly doubt it is ‘just a scratch’.❞            They respond in a flat tone.

[iinmortales-archive]

          he didn’t make a habit of interacting with templars beyond putting a blade into their heart. not since elise. he hadn’t expected to be contacted by one, hadn’t expected the name that had come up. he’d seen it before, in reports of his father’s death. charles dorian, assassinated by shay cormac. now on neutral ground, he stood face to face with the man who had left him an orphan. ‘ give me one good reason i shouldn’t end your life right now. ‘

@destinyuprising​

[aetcrnus]

          MAXWELL WASN’T A CARING MAN BY NATURE,  FAR FROM THAT.    Always prefering to put himself and his needs or wants above anything else,  therefore when people ultimately would get hurt along the way,  he simply considered such a little price to pay for the sake of his entertainment.    But there was alway an exception,  Jacob being that for him.    But then again it wasn’t such selfless act,  wasn’t it  ?    

          There was a hum slipping past his mouth,  a brow raising while he was gathering the supplies needed and strangely enough there were no comments coming from the man that always seemed to have something to say.    ❝  Did the cat got your tongue  ?  ❞    A playful remark as he approached the other again,  light hues observing him,  ah,  what a pretty picture he made.    He let a beat of silence pass between the two of them,  before head tilted to the side ever so slightly,  waiting.    ❝  Let me see the injury,  my dear.  ❞

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