#mercuriql

[cornerhaunt-a]

❝        I  THINK  ,  MAYBE  ,  I  SHOULD  APOLOGIZE  FOR  the  emotional  trauma  i  put  your  daughter  through  for  ten  years  since  she  could  hear  me  &&  definitely  heard  all  of  my  darkest  moments  &&  couldn’t  tell  anyone      ...         i  already  apologized  to  her  -------   sweet  kid.         YOU  RAISED  HER  GOOD.       ❞          hands  fidget  nervously  ,  as  if  expecting  his  sister  to  be  angry  at  him  despite  the  overall  warm  welcome  he’s  received  since  his  return. 

 └   BRUNO         ||   @mercuriql​

[patentyda]

❛  i  can’t  do  this  without  you .  ❜  / helena to sarah  /  @mercuriql​

❛  ‘m  not  going  anywhere  ,  meathead.  ❜  words  are  soft  as  a  hand  reaches   out  to  rest  on  top  of  her  twins’   own  ,  a  gentle  squeeze  is  given.  ❛  you’re  stuck  with  me.  ❜  she  states  with  a  slight  tease  &  a  small  smile  grows  even  if  she  had  a  slight  hint  of   worry  in  her  eyes.

❛  'm  right  here  .  .  .  you  have  me.  ❜

[lesdames]

Mirabel starter for @mercuriql: Julieta

Mirabel carried the plates from dinner into the kitchen. It was something she didn’t have to do, Casita was more than capable of moving the plates back to the kitchen, but she wanted to make herself useful. She needed to. She placed them down at the sink, smiling at her mom.

❝Can I help you do the dishes?❞

[sangreals-archive]

      𝑺𝑯𝑬 𝑲𝑵𝑶𝑾𝑺 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑰𝑴𝑴𝑬𝑫𝑰𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑳𝒀, sees familiar beauty that even exhaustion and grime cannot diminish. celine had been in awe of her those first few days at aretuza, with how effortlessly the rectoress carried both her power and grace. (she’d felt a gangly, angled thing in comparison, all sharp edges and clumsiness.) “margarita?,” there’s a cautious joy that dances on her tongue, a deep and profound affection that wells up behind her ribs, “it is you, isn’t it?”

    a smile born of equal parts relief and worry blossoms on her lips. so far from aretuza, both of them, here in the dirtied streets of novigrad. “merigold told me i might find you and your students here,” she nods quickly, dark hair escaping her hood to spill over a thin shoulder, “i’ve come from toussaint, to try and see if i might help where i can.” a small grimace appears, bitter and frustrated. “though i fear not in my formal capacity, however.” 

  sc // @mercuriql​

[isgull-moved]

        “So it is true —— I thought the news outlets might   have gotten another Yelena mixed up with you and yet,” she pauses, waving her hand towards the other in a downward motion. “here you are.” Lena becoming an ice dancer was not something Vlada expected, but it meant one less domestic competitor for her. Perhaps it was cruel to look at it as things working in her favor, considering Lena’s injuries. But the world of elite sports was harsh and figure skating was no exception; one skater’s misery was another’s fortune, as the saying goes.

@mercuriql​​​​ - for yelena !     starter call.

[rainestrm]

@mercuriql​ liked for a starter // 

          a   moment’s   pause,   before   they   glance   upward   toward   the   witch   that   approached.   a   second’s   thought   approached,   urging   them   from   the   back   of   their   mind   that   perhaps   they   should   go.   it   would   be   a   bit   strange   for   the   coven   leader   to   be   to   be   seen   with   the   “treachorous”   emperor’s   coven   star   child.   however,   that’s   bitten   back.   it’s   not   like   it   would   be   any   stranger   then   what   they   do   in   their   free   time   anyway   —   and   it   could   easily   be   covered.  

          they’re   just   being   shaky   about   the   batts   being   discovered.   that’s   it.  

          ❝    oh,   lilith   ...   ❞    it’s   hard   not   to   already   know   her   name   from   the   stories   passed   around,   especially   given   their   friendship   with   eda   —   raine   has   heard   their   fair   share   of   compaints   back   when   eda   and   themselves   were   children.   how   much   had   changed      ?  

          ❝    strange   to   see   you   around   here   ...   was   there   something   you   were   in   need   of   ?   ❞

[deathspeaking]

              @mercuriql​      said:      ‘        leave        the       past        where         it       belongs.      ‘        from      melina.      

             she       knows          she         should.        she         shouldn’t       ask       questions,         should        just        leave         well           enough         alone.       but         oh,         maura        isles         has         never         been          the          type.        ‘         why?        i           thought        widows          weren’t        afraid         of        anything?       ‘          then,         there’s         a         smirk.        maybe,       if        she         pushes         enough,          she’ll         get         some        real        answers.          ‘       who         knew         your         kryptonite         would        be         the        truth.        ‘          and          then,        she         stares       back        down          at         her          file.        melina’s.       top       secret         and          no,          she         shouldn’t         have        it,        but          she         does.         ‘       you        knew         exactly        what       they        did         and        you       subjected        natasha         and        yelena       to       it.     you          could’ve         fought.            you         had        time.       or         you         could’ve          at        least          looked          for          them.       ‘ 

[hiddenknives]

@mercuriql​ said:  “ it’s not paranoia if they’re really out to get you. “ ( yelena to evie ) Resident Evil Starters

“Don’t say that to anyone else, they’ll think I’m rubbing off on you.” Evie bent her head slightly, as if trying to hide her smirk. She watched her toe-picks collect ice as she glided by the boards. Putting her hands on her hips, she glanced back at Yelena. She was a a walking Olympic medal. She could feel it- and the girl didn’t even need t

“You,” she titled her head and pointed with her gloved hand, “need to focus. Let me do the worrying for you. We can’t have you distracted. Now if you have a list of suspects or people who give you the creeps, then tell me. Понятно?”