#heartsevered

[warringpeace]

starter for @heartsevered

This was one of his favorite duties as an ally of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Granted, they didn’t visit orphanages that often, but when they did, they went all out. Tony was responsible for the gifts, Steve and Natasha were the drill marshals for the games, Clint taught the children archery using suction tipped arrows, and Bruce was the one who baked the cookies.

And Thor? 

Well, he was....

“Piggy back!”

“Another!”

“Me too!”

A chorus of voices rose around him, and he grinned, crouching down so that three children could cling to his back. They shrieked with delight as he stood up, his arms wrapped around them to keep the children from falling off. 

                            “Where shall we go? Here?”

He shook his body a little as he walked, causing the children to bounce up and down. They just so happened to be near Freya’s room, but he didn’t have the heart to tell them to be quiet. 

[asundrop]

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Tagged: @heartsevered my frosty queen of my heart Tagging: @rhaegxr, @battleruin, @briarcrowned, @oftarth, @lionswrath 

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[ body ] claws. long fingers. fangs. teeth. wings. tails. lips. bare feet. freckles. metallic. bruises. canine. scars. scratches. wounds. burns. spikes. feathers. webs. eyes. hands. sweat. tears. feline. chubby. curvy. short. tall. normal height. muscular. piercing. tattoos. prosthetic.

[ weapons ] fists. sword. dagger. spear. arrow. hammer. shield. poison. guns. axes. throwing axes. whips. knives. throwing knives. pepper sprays. tasers. machine guns. slingshots. katanas. maces. staffs. wands. powers. magical items. magic.rocks. mud balls. words. lightsaber. frying pan. crossbow. hair.

[ materials ] gold. silver. platinum. brass. diamonds. pearls. rubies. sapphires. emeralds. amethyst. metal. iron. rust. steel. glass. wood. porcelain. paper. wool. fur. lace. leather. silk. velvet. denim. linen. cotton. charcoal. clay. stone. asphalt. brick. marble. dust. glitter. blood. dirt. mud. smoke. ash. shadow. carbonate. rubber. synthetics.

[ nature ] grass. leaves. trees. bark. roses. daisies. tulips. lavender. petals. thorns. seeds. hay. sand. rocks. roots. flowers. river. meadow. lake. forest. desert. tundra. savanna. rainforest. caves. underwater. coral reef. beach. waves. space. clouds. mountains. lava

[ animals ] lions. wolves. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. spiders. birds. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. cats. dogs. bunnies. praying mantises. crows. mice. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasus. dragons. rats. tigers.

[ foods/drinks ] sugar. salt. candy. bubblegum. wine. champagne. hard liquor. beer. coffee. tea. spices. herbs. apple. orange. lemon. cherry. strawberry. watermelon. vegetables. peach. fruits. meat. fish. pies. desserts. chocolate. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. burgers. burritos. pizza. rice. pasta. ambrosia. soup. water.

[ hobbies ] music. art. watercolors. gardening. smithing. sculpting. painting. sketching. fighting. writing. composing. meditation. cooking. sewing. cleaning. training. dancing. acting. singing. martial arts. self-defense. electronics. technology. cameras. video cameras. video games. computer. phone. movies. theater. libraries. books. magazines. cds. records. cassettes. piano. violin. guitar. electronic guitar. bass guitar. harmonica. harp. woodwinds. brass. bells. percussion. playing cards. poker chips. chess. dice. mahjong. motorcycle riding. eating. climbing. running.

[ style] lingerie.  armor. cape. dress. tunic. vest. shirt. boots. heels. leggings. trousers. jeans. skirt. jewelry. earrings. necklace. bracelet. wedding ring. pendant. hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. robes. bracers. belt. sash. coat. jacket. hood. gloves. socks. masks. cowls. braces. watches. glasses. sunglasses. visor. eye contacts. makeup.

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[motheriing]

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meet lisa’s family // accepting // @heartsevered

While Carrie was the one that had the harsh exterior, it was Brittney that had been the reserved child. She was the eldest and had seen the anger blossom between her parents and she’d always been able to understand the complex emotions they had felt and probably still felt. Accepting Negan into their little family, now that they were reunited, had come easier. He made her mother happy and he treated her mother like a queen in so many ways, at least to Brittney’s view on how the world had become.

Brittney offered the woman a quick flash of a smile as she cleaned the scalpels and saws of blood from a recent surgical removal of a hand that had gotten bitten by one of those things. She’d been working to be a phlebotomist before the world had gone to hell and now she was working as Dr. Carson’s nurse, easily fitting in thanks to her mother’s placement within the Sanctuary.

❝ Sorry for the mess. I’m getting it cleaned up as fast as I can, ❞ words were apologetic as she waved towards the door, ❝ If it makes you uncomfortable, there’s a chair outside where you can wait for Dr. Carson. ❞

[msjanebond]

starter for @heartsevered

There is something so beautifully sleek about her.

Around Jane, the sounds of the casino create a sort of white noise - her attention is drawn away from the table at which she is currently killing her time. Two hours until the drop.

Two hours is more than enough.

The woman is alone, for now, and Jane steps away from her game rather suddenly, uncaring for the chips she leaves behind. Building a fleeting cover bores her in ways she cannot express, not after she’s done it hundreds of times. But this could prove far more fruitful, far more...interesting.

She approaches slowly, seeking not to startle.

“Good evening. Might I sit with you for a moment? My luck refuses to change, but something about you tells me thats yours is quite cunning.”

[asundrop]

*places crown of daisies on sunshine girlfriend's head*

Rapunzel twirls around, showing off her new gift with an air of willful artistry. “It matches my dress and my love for you! However did you know?”

[wiinterhearted-blog]

“You always let me win.”

❅ Huntsman: Winter’s War meme ❅

       Still she toyed with the wood worn piece, her feigned carelessness unshaken even when caught out in her own game. The strongest of her pieces distinctly absent from the board but her smile remained as buoyant as any victor about to be crowned. Having been awarded the choice of her favorite, Freya found herself able to use strategy in another way. Her victories were usually marked in the lifting her sibling’s mood. “ I was under the impression that a win for a twin was a win for both. ”

[dyncstes-a]

😘 (for either verse)

         it’s nearing midnight   ,   nearing the end  .   and hans is a prince full of nerves as he stands there , by the balcony overlooking the painfully beautiful stars  —  the sound of the sea waves crushing by the shore repeating like melodious drums in his ears and hans swears he can never forget this  —  when he looks at her  .  and his chest is  —  full  , so full .   filled with a foreign kind of feeling that’s not depression or anxiety and how lucky can he be , how so ever lucky , to have the night away enchanted in the presence that is her .

        when it’s time to go , hans’ stomach jumps . and nononono , his mind protests , weak , this can’t be the end , not yet . they’ve still got hours , days . hans doesn’t want to   ———  but father doesn’t care what hans wants , and this hans knows .  so  . . .  the fingers that almost reach out to her curls back by his side , and he forces his green , green eyes to steel itself from bubbling up with emotions he could not afford to suddenly have  ( when he’s tried his best drowning them in the blackhole he’s created in his belly ) but then —

          a moment of stupid bravery and he spins her , mumbles a quick sorry ( for being weak , for having assumptions that she might like him back , even a little ) before sloppy mouth meets her — her soft ones . her tender ones . and , apologies , for the inexperienced hands and gesture , but he wonders with this kiss : can she feel the desperation ? the ache in their farewell ? the days he’ll miss her even if years stretch them far apart ? he’s scared that she will , but a little of him couldn’t help to hope that she does ... 

        she’s everything he needed to hold on just a bit more .

        ❝       sorry  . . .      ❞     he says again  ,  weak . so always weak , when he rests his forehead against hers  ,  feeling his body melts under the night  .    ❝    b - but   . . . thank you  . you would never know                          but thank you .    ❞

international kissing day  ♡

[orphanedshadow]

heartsevered replied to your quote: Look I haven’t stabbed him, can I have a cookie?

Yes you may

Hear that Kara? Snow-mom says you can have a cookie.