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[heavenrejected-a]

@mythosborne wanted Stiles 

   “ is there something i can help you with? ” she’s poking around and he doesn’t like it (alternatively, she’s looking with the correct amount of interest and he’s being paranoid, but when has that ever happened?) 

[casualtyarchive]

“ You’ve seen him? Pointed ears and kind of grumpy? “ He asks, scratching his chin over his mask. Looking around as if that would bring some hint to the man he was told to look for. Like there could be a more confounding thing than him, hanging upside down and held up only by one sliver of a string clasped onto somewhere.  ——— @mythosborne .

[paramithi-a]

         ❝    oh gods, Phyllis just chastised someone else for getting stabbed in a fight. the world must be coming to an end.    ❞

[uchihabountyhunter-blog]

“That man is my target. He would’ve been killed anyway. Watching you kill him sounds a great deal more entertaining than slitting his throat.” Itachi explained with a rather blank expression before tilting his head. “...Unless I am not allowed to watch, hn...?”

[fistigone-blog]

@mythosborne cont.

    “ and i thought surviving getting shot in the torso was an accomplishment. ”

[silveredbloom]

     @mythosborne // taiyang  -  s.c

     burgundy  locks  locks  tucked  behind  one  ear  by  porcelain  digits,  a  smile  offered  towards  a  familiar  face.  a  dragon ... a  man ... of  gold ... a  friend  who  exudes  a  sense  of  warmth  no  matter  how  cold ... how  bleak  the  world  seemed.      her  smile  never  fades,  not  even  for  a  moment ... silver  hues  never  waver  their  gaze ... even  the  petals  around  her  dance  a  little  more  then  they  typically  would.

          “ hello,  tai.  everything  okay  today --- ?? ”

[remnaentarchived-blog]

          ››          @mythosborne.   //     💜’d !!

try as he may ; fierce blonde inspires a whole lotta’ nervousness   ( and a little bit of a heart skip n’ beat )   in the monk as he unconsciously straightens up a little, hands coming to rest by his waist.   ❛  roxie, right?   i’m here to pick up charm  --  ma’am.  ❜   if arslan could see this, she’d beat him right over his dumb head, and would be right to do so.   pull it together, hori.

[ycvng-gcns]

“Ma’am! We found something, and it’s definitely alive!”

The lone Spartan among ONI operatives, clad in silver and ice MJOLNIR Mark Five Bravo armour, paused in her sifting the wreckage of a Warthog, at the summons. She rose up and turned, striding towards the agent who had peeled off from the group of five, and crouched down to see what he was looking at.

“You think it’s another Spartan, Lieutenant Commander? Nothing else is that big, and I don’t think hinge-heads sport prosthetic arms. At least, not like that.” the man questioned, peering up into the black faceplate.

“This is one of my own, yes.” The voice was feminine, husky, and thick with a Russian accent. “Get everything packed up. We will ship out in five.” She motioned to the Prowler, parked on a ridge two klicks west, and peered down at the charred form on the ground. They were definitely alive, whoever they were... though she could not tell if they were II or III. She reached out and brushed some of the gunk away, and saw that the armour was aqua.

Not familiar.

The Spartan pushed the rubble and Covenant bodies away, picking up the other armoured warrior, and hoisting them over one shoulder. She then began to walk towards the rest of her men. There were a lot of questions that she would ask, but they would have to wait until this Spartan woke up.

@mythosborne​ booped Aphrodite || summoning Kat