#tesrqt

[burnedpower]

@tesrqt​ cont. from here

“i’m goooood. i lied. my name’s not ACTUALLY potts. it’s just the name i go by so people don’t know who my dad is.” was she drunk? yes. was she pregnant? also yes. 

[egilsdottir]

Some cinnamon rolls for the dash :3

[victor-of-latveria]

Changing Spaces...

The monarch of Latveria sat on his throne, brooding, his expression - or what could be made of it with only the eyes to go by behind the Mask of State - one of barely masked ennui.  This had the very desired effect of inspiring the courtiers and visitors of state to keep their business prompt and to the point, rather than running a labyrinth of words and shaded meanings.   There was, about an hour into this period, a sound like the ringing of a tiny bell, saving that it somehow could be heard clearly throughout the chamber.  Immediately, servants moved to funnel the guests away as doors on the upper  flew open and several Doomstadt Elites  took position on the upper balcony, establishing overlapping line of sight to the entirety of the hall below.  This, at least, stirred the monarch to action.  He rose to his full armored height; several systems in his armor, both magical and technological in nature became active.   It was, even in these days, a rare occurrence indeed for someone to try to teleport directly into the grand hall without permission, and while the ward had diverted them to a square in Doomstadt outside the castle for their hubris, anyone powerful enough to attempt that action was powerful enough to deserve a measure of ... additional security.

Doom waited for their attempted guest to return in a manner more fitting - on foot.  Should they try to cross the intervening space in such a manner again, they would be repulsed into one of the oubliettes below the castle.

[benevolentgodloki]

@tesrqt​ for the starter as discussed!

Finally. A stroke of luck. Whatever shenanigans the Avengers had got themselves into had provided him an advantage and Loki had seized it at once. That most precious of Stones had found its way back into his hands and he was gone. 

He stumbled out into an empty warehouse, a place he had been thinking of that had been abandoned by his mind slaves days ago. It was also earlier in time, but that was yet to be discovered. No one was here. Just him.

I’m free! he thought, and gave a muffled giggle. No more Odin. No more Avengers. No more Other or Thanos. 

Loki held the Tesseract up in his manacled hands and looked upon it fondly. You are mine, he thought. Loyal to me, not that wretched Titan.

[deliciousfear]

@tesrqt​:

“I’ve come to see the dancing clown yes, though I am not sure what hunger has to do with anything. Tell me Pennywise, what exactly do you do for entertainment?” 

         IT blinks, keeping ITs wide smile as the clowns hues flicker from blue to gold, then back to blue to keep up the facade. “I dance! And I play games, and...” ITs head slowly tilts to the side, eyes unblinking, “... and have many, many snacks!” @tesrqt​

[traumaturgic]

WHEW! I put my serious insomnia tonight to good use; all requested starters are queued and/or posted and will be available within the next couple of days. :)

Once you get your starter, remember that you guys can track them using the ‘THREADS’ link in my description.

[warringpeace]

STARTER for @tesrqt​ muse: r.onan | verse: m.afia

“Two visits in a single week, Tess? Either something bad’s happened or you miss me.” Smirking, he lowered the sheaf of papers he’d been reading and tossed them onto his desk. A mafia boss with a police informant wasn’t the most original, but it definitely had its benefits. “What does your police department think I did this time?”

[endurraesa]

|| 💙 in an odd way I could see them being shipped. ||

all jokes aside tho it could be very cool