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[stupendousunknownstrawberry]

Ivanka, córka Donalda Trumpa. Prawdziwy wiceprezydent i kobieta, która rządzi za swojego ojca

Ivanka, córka Donalda Trumpa. Prawdziwy wiceprezydent i kobieta, która rządzi za swojego ojca

Główny doradca. Lojalny i wierny zausznik. Obrońca i tłumacz. Córka Donalda Trumpa.

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[unclebingo]

C͏ÀST OF̨F̵ YO̷U̕R ̛S̀KIN

     He wandered on his own, trying to make sense of the situation. It all felt like some kind of horrendous nightmare; no -- something akin to a cruel prank. Yet neither of those possibilities seemed realistic. Not when he could breathe in the industrial stench of the sector, or feel the ground rumble ominously beneath his feet.

     Jack walked faster.

     Racked with worry, his green eyes darted about, steps quickening as he tried to avoid blazing fires and the wreckage of buildings. It was upon rounding a corner, however, that the rumble became a roar, tremors increasing. Jack’s knees wobbled and he staggered to the side, struggling to find support of some kind -- nevermind shelter -- before he simply fell. That would bruise. 

     Eyes wide with distress, the Gothamite scrambled forward, chest heaving. He had to escape; he had to go somewhere. But where? “Help--” Was there even a place of safety to flee to? He hardly understood where he’d been taken, to begin with.

     He’d always had the worst luck.

[mizukumearchived]

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@lojalny

【 ✹ 】A strong figure shadows everything else, the vulpine woman’s perception still blurry given prior commotion. It’s an heroic sight if appreciated from afar, debris of buildings behind and some parts still crumbling. Everything silent, danger still lingering.

Tamamo catches a glimpse midst the sunlight and deepens its majesty -- a face of incomparable beauty. Not only in her opinion, but she’d defy anyone who dared claiming it otherwise. Vivid green eyes, sharp gaze. Expression matched them greatly, serene and her lips -- the Caster’s focus shifted to another feature she assumed equally magnificent, a scar. Rarely can she admit herself being robbed of words, bewitched by a charm she knew nothing of. 

Catastrophe arises and she is to blame for getting caught in between. Clearly, she should have been capable of finding a way out and getting rescued wasn’t part of what she thought possible. 

(Who spares a thought for such a creature? She’s a monster, regardless of what she does.) 

“...Master?”

[raggedconflict-blog]

PACTS

@lojalny

WELL, he certainly did not expect to find the swallow's wings clipped like this. Though utter pandemonium consumed the city like a hungry pit, Kylo Ren had managed to keep his wits about him, his training from both his uncle and the Supreme Leader giving him the focus he needed to survive this literal hell on earth. But he was not unscathed. His sleeve is torn, his robes bloddied and shredded and his helmet and cloak, missing from the scuffle he not too long ago with a hated foe.

REN however, did not count on crossing paths again with this woman. She too, looked worse for wear. In fact, much worse than he did. She's bleeding all over, bruised and battered. What had happened, he wondered?

"You...?" he called out, unable to recall the name of the ashen-haired woman. Was she even able to recognize him? Or his voice, for that matter? "Hmph. Not quite dead, I see. I'm surprised to run into you like this. Tell me, did caring for something finally do you in?"

[raggedconflict-blog]

@lojalny

THE DROPLETS from the rain did little to obscure the grisly scene before him. The horrible stench of burnt flesh persisted despite the heavens pouring. A handful of bodies lay strewn across the rusting plain, still and lifeless, illuminated by the very weapon that had hollowed out their lives.

DESPITE all he had accomplished so far, he was no closer to his target. His nemesis and prey. The scavenger eludes him once more, and Kylo Ren's frustration had reached a fever point. The bodies belonged to those who thought it wise to mock him at the time and they paid for it. He'd never been so volatile as he is now, but the girl was his priority.

THE CRACKLING blade then retreated to its handle, bringing darkness once more where its ominous light had shone. He was done here, and the robed knight strode off. But he had left himself a burnt, bloody trail. Clues to anyone who might never ignore outright murder.

A TRAIL of clues left only perhaps for trackers of legendary repute to follow...

[ignisimperii-blog]

♔

♔ - Do they value loyalty?

Definitely, even though he’s had a pretty turbulent experience with it. 

Loyalty and obedience were basically a package deal when Kouen was younger and very far from being any sort of first imperial prince, but back then, he wouldn’t have had it any other way. He admired Hakuyuu and Hakuren a lot, and it went without saying that he felt a greater sense of devotion to Emperor Hakutoku than his own father. It was his dream to serve them, and he was all too glad to adopt their goals and visions as his own.

This is also why he finds it (tragically) fitting that Hakuryuu sits on the empire’s throne. I didn’t want to become king, Kouen said, and he meant it--not because he didn’t want the responsibilities or lacked the ambition/charisma for it, but because that was something he’d always seen in Hakutoku, in Hakuyuu, and in Hakuren. King, then, was something reserved for Hakuryuu--not Kouen, no matter how tirelessly he’d worked to realize his cousins’ dreams.

[burnsidebat-blog]

“They say that talking about a trauma… that it helps.”

MARVEL’S JESSICA JONES sentence meme.or, send  ╳  for a random sentence that my muse will say to yours.

       “Yeah, but it’s...harder than it sounds. Thinking about it never helps either. I feel sick, I shake...it hurts. I can’t feel my legs in some cases. And then I just feel anger. Anger you couldn’t even imagine. It’s the anger only people wronged by him would really understand. But in the end there’s absolutely nothing I can do about it. I don’t...I don’t kill.” She repeats it again quietly, as though she’s telling herself, “I don’t kill.”

       “So, I don’t think it helps. I think it reminds me more and more and reminds me there’s nothing I can do about it other than take one step at a time and deal with what I can, even if it means an endless fight of criminals that will just break out over and over. Maybe I’m just stubborn or maybe in a way it just fuels me. Because no matter how many times I get hurt I’ll still believe there’s justice out there. I have to.”

[anotherdeadrobin]

“You help people. That’s who you are.”

“Of course I help people. Regardless of their irritating habits of getting into their own trouble, I- We are here to make sure they get home safe.”