Jun 20, 2019
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“The day you start caring is the day I’m considered color me shocked.”
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@flawedcores continued from x
“The day you start caring is the day I’m considered color me shocked.”
@flawedcores / cont’d from here!
“Nice try, Catra, but I wasn’t the one staring at you.” Adora laughed, smirking at the other. “You were prety focused. Do I have something on my face?”
𝐈𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇, conquest can be summoned. even, sometimes, without intention. and she supposes this is the instance with this particular girl because, at first, she doesn’t seem to notice erika’s presence. so, the horsemen watches her for a moment, studying her, sussing her out before she actually approaches her.
❛ so, tell me who is it you want to vanquish so very desperately? ❜ she asks.
@flawedcores ♥’d for jade devereux & erika queen
@flawedcores liked for katherine (for elijah)
” sometimes i miss the prim and proper , the most dapper of all the mikaelson’s . tell me , is your brother still chasing my tail ? he seems to be lazing behind . ” the dress shoes on the concrete that weren’t there a second ago and were suddenly registered in katherine’s mind , turning and knowing that she would be faced with an old lover . with elijah mikaelson . “ the parties in new orleans not fun enough without me ? ” spinning on her heels , katherine placed her hands on her hips , tilting her head to the side so her curls trailed down her back and over her shoulders . “ my my elijah , i forget how good you look in a suit sometimes . ”
@flawedcores + ( ophelia hearst )
Ophelia is often found in the woods, just on the outskirts of town. Mostly because that was where the best flowers were, along with ingredients and the like for potions. They hadn’t realised that there was someone else around, though. Which was probably why they walked straight into someone and almost fell back onto their ass. “Sorry, sorry --- that was my fault.”
@flawedcores (x)
Diana’s hands moved to Mera’s face, pushing her wet, red hair out of the way and cupping her face, drawing her deeper into the kiss. She closed her eyes, allowing herself to feel the hotness of Meras breath and the way the warm ran poured down on them.
“Hey. Hey, hey, this is a closed set. Kindly remove yourself before you’re unkindly removed.” The big red flashing light above the ‘Filming in progress’ sign wasn’t obvious enough, it seemed. An entire take ruined, what a day~ “Has anyone seen security? We do have security right?” She didn’t, but still.
@flawedcores pressed the heart.
“We Have the Power.”
Bright Moon, just on the edges of The Whispering Woods.
“Okay, now, get her! Maneuver Seven!” Glimmer yelled, vanishing in a rush of sparkles...
“Wait!” Bow frowned, firing three arrows in rapid succession, “did we decide for final which one was Seven? I don’t remember voting!”
“Hahahahaha!” She-Ra grinned, flicking The Sword of Protection left, right, back, deflecting the arrows with seeming effortlessness. “C’mon, face it you two, you’re never gonna beat me in these sparring matches unless you can work as a t--”
--Glimmer burst out of a shatter of sparkles, clapped The Sword between her palms, and with a cry of effort, teleported again, vanishing along with The Sword, leaving She-Ra’s hands empty.
“Wait, what?” She-Ra blinked.
Glimmer appeared right next to Bow and shoved The Sword at him “Go, go!”
“Oh, that Maneuver Seven!” Bow blinked, grabbing the blade, nocking it into his bow as if it were an arrow, and whipping around to fire it over the trees and deeper into The Whispering Woods.
“Aw, come on,” She-Ra groaned, and in a burst of energy reverted to her shorter, substantially less glowy form.
“Yesssss!” Glimmer jumped in a celebratory fashion, squeeing, and high-fived Bow on the way down.
Bow grinned. “I mean, don’t feel too bad, Adora, you did beat us eight other times before we beat you.”
Adora smirked reluctantly, crossing her arms over her stomach. “Okay, fine, fine, but as soon as I get back with my sword we’re making it an even ten and I’m kicking both of your butts.”
“Oh, right,” Glimmer winced, looked out into the woods. “We kinda... launched your magic blade.”
“It’s fine, it’s fine,” Adora chuckled. “I’ve found it twice in those woods already, at least, I’m pretty sure I can find it again.”
“So how does that work, exactly?” Bow wondered. “The de-powering? I know you don’t change back as soon as you put The Sword down, is it a certain distance? Does it have to be gone from your hand a certain length of time?”
“I’unno,” Adora shrugged. “I think it’s partly a mindset thing? Maybe it’s context-sensitive?”
“Huh,” Bow scratched his chin.
Glimmer shook her head. “Do you want a hand looking for it, at least?”
“Nah,” Adora waved this away, “I’ll go snag it, you two keep limbered up and ready for a fight, I’ll be gone maybe five minutes.”
...aaaaand she wasn’t.
She found The Sword of Protection quickly enough, but when she turned around, she... couldn’t see Bright Moon right away.
“Oh, great,” Adora grumbled to herself. “Stupid Woods. They’re worse than The Valley of The Lost.”
( @flawedcores )