#indulgentia

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        “ i think it’s time for some murder mystery, don’t you agree? ”  he was suppose to being doing many other things, but he thought he was finally due for a break.

@indulgentia​  :  sc .

[derelictsouls]

@indulgentia ♥

[machinesandman]

⏳⠀»⠀Shadow Man, maybe???

For every “⏳” I receive, my muse will openly talk about a bit of their backstory.

"It's been such a long time now, really, since my original creation. And my reason to exist has... Drastically changed." Shadow Man needed a moment to collect his words. The oldest of them perhaps, at least in origination. But not in the build numbers, or who Wily had constructed. He was offline for those early days. Until Doctor Albert Wily had worked on him.

"I've become thankful, for the brothers I have gained, the family we've forged. Through hell and high water, we were there for one another, even as our numbers grew. Some got along less than others, but we were all still bonded. Are bonded." His arms slowly crossed over one another, brows furrowed. "... When the Stardroids had attacked, I had been worried they would use me. But after Wily and what he had done with my systems, they could not. Maybe didn't even realize what I was at the time, or they didn't care. It was a nightmare that entire event. The dead, both human and robot, scattered about, destruction in their wake, and the desperation of us all to keep ourselves alive, to keep Albert Wily alive."

The ninja tensed his jaw, uncomfortable with it. "The network going silent, one by one, as various robot Masters were destroyed. I was always worried about Wily, did everything in my power to keep the Doctor alive. It became horrifying, that isiolation, that hopelessness. To be on the recieving end of that, something I know well-" Shadow cut himself off quickly in a grimace.

"It will not happen again."

[sizhuibattleguqin]

indulgentia asked:

💛👄💙

He  was  smiling  faintly  to  himself,  there  was  no  one  around  and  the  garden  had  bloomed  majestically. It  was  odd  to  think  of  flowers  as  anything  more  than  majestic  but  the  way  that  the  ones  at  koi  tower  had  come  into  full  bloom  made  them  just  that. They  rivaled  the  beauty  of  the  koi  with  all  their  bright  colors  swimming  in  the  ponds  here. He  glanced  to  the  lotus  pond  fondly.

It  stood  out  in  the  rich  atmosphere  of  his  beloved's  home. It  was  a  touch  of  Yumeng  in  the  middle  of  all  of  the  gold. Sizhui  thought  that  jin  ling  was  also  a  touch  of  Yunmeng  in  the  midst  of  the  many  layers  of  opulence  that  was  his  sect. Sizhui  was  stunned  by  both. The  lotus  pond  was  also  special  to  Lan  Sizhui  who  was  remembering  more  and  more  of  his  past,  now  that  the  clouds  of  the  fever  he  had  suffered  had  been  lifted  from  him. His  cultivations  were  improving  many  whispered  he'd  be  just  like  his  father.

in  some  circles,  it  was  a  compliment  in  others  it  was  not.

"You  know.."  he  said  with  a  grin  "We  had  a  lotus  pond  in  the  burial  mounds."  he  turned  his  attention  to  the  pond. Then  on  impulse  before  he  could  gain  proper  control  of  himself,  he  stepped  into  the  watery  edge  and  moved  enough  to  catch  one  of  the  prettier  full  blooms  and  he  returned  to  Jin Ling  with  it. Giving  it  a  tiny  shake  before  he  offered  it  to  him  with  one  hand. It  allowed  him  to  step  closer  into  the  other's  space.

The  freehand  moved  to  cup  the  side  of  jin  ling's  face. Gentle  as  always  a  thumb  caressing  along  his  skin  and  he  leaned  so  their  noses  touched  this  was  his  way  of  giving  jin  ling  the  freedom  to  step  back  to  rebuff  him  for  his  brazen  behavior  if  he  choose. He  carried  through  with  a  delicate  kiss  his  lips  pressed  softly  to  ling's  head  tilted  just  enough  to  deepen  it  he  did  not  use  words  he  felt  he  said  he  felt  perfectly  clear  the  way  his  lips  claimed  ling's  own.

[pctaldrunk]

@sasorikigai​ asked   :    🍒  + indulgentia!   -    send  me  🍒  +  a  url  and  i  will  write  some  positivity  for  them.

@indulgentia​ !!! Bru!!!! You write so exquisitely, like, wow. Every time I read your stuff it’s just 100/10 b e a u t i f u l and breathtaking. Your art!!!!! is so good!!!! I just really love the way you color your art??? It’s just harmonious and pleasant to me in a way I can’t really explain. I love memeing with you and screaming about our kids being dumbass nerds. The dynamics around here are just chef’s kiss impeccable. I love how much you love your muses and how infectious that love is!! 

[psycoland]

@indulgentia​ asked:  ❝ Dealing with you is like herding cats. ❞ ( Michaell « do Pai Liang aka Sub-Zero porque tenho fogo no cool )

“Guide to Troubled Birds” sentence meme

 Uma risada jovem e divertida ecoou pelo local, ao passo que o ruivo se aproximava da figura intrigante. Com a postura despojada e sensual a qual sempre fazia parte de sua personalidade, envolveu o braço em torno do pescoço alheio, ficando ao seu lado em um meio abraço. Seu rosto de aproximou perigosamente do outro, deixando seus lábios restes à bochecha alvo, de forma provocativa. –“Para! Eu não sou tão complicado assim...” – o braço livre gesticulava livremente, teatral do jeito que sua nacionalidade permitia. –“... é só saber o jeito certo de me tratar.” – um sorriso travesso tomou conta de suas expressões. Se afastou novamente, ainda que não movia o seu braço do corpo amigo, suas orbes azuis mirando todo o espaço ao redor. – “Não sei o seu nome, porém o que acha de me acompanhar para tomar boas taças de vinho?”

[evcryopeneye]

@indulgentia​​ dive back in time...

“Look,” he began, like he was about to launch into a lecture, but, he didn’t have the energy to do it, instead, he popped open one bottle of beer, followed by the other. It was all he had to offer. Instant noodles and cheap beer. Between trying to keep his fathers store alive, and the debts he owed the landlord, there wasn’t room for luxury in anything. “The way I see it, there’s nothing you can, they're going to say what they want.” People spoke about him, lazy, couldn’t be bothered, lay about who did nothing. It bothered him, yet he would never show it.

“Life’s too short to give a crap about people who don’t care, even if its only a few people that do care, they care, that’s what matters.”

[aeipathic]

@indulgentia​ says: ❛ you look awful. ❜⠀»⠀Mo Ran @ Jin Ling?

     meme || accepting

     “i’m fine,” he insists at once, crossing his arms and holding himself stiff and straight like that might hide the bloodstain blooming through his robes. he winces and then immediately pretends he didn’t. “and i could have handled it on my own.”

     he doesn’t need other cultivators swooping in to save him. that’s why he hadn’t set off his flare, even though he’s sure his uncle is lurking in the nearest town like he always is during night hunts, waiting to do just that. he’s not a baby; he can handle one little yaoguai on his own. even if that yaoguai had turned out to be not so little after all, and fast, and with skin so leathery that arrows glanced off it.

     maybe it had been a little bit of a relief, just for a second, when another sword had flashed through the air to join his. but only for a second. if the man is waiting for thanks, he’s not going to get any, because jin ling doesn’t need him.

     fairy trots back up, watching the newcomer carefully, and jin ling steps back. “go steal someone else’s kill, i don’t need your help.” the insistence would, perhaps, be a little more believable if he didn’t immediately after cough a mouthful of blood onto his sleeve.