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❝ it just occurred to me i never asked you what your last name is. ❞

//From any of my muses? Whoever you feel like interacting with :)//

"Owens," he told the half demon sorceress. "Didn't realize I didn't share that."

Continued from x with @abracaxfuckxyou

Shepard's black eyes narrowed, hand hovering over one of his guns. His own red tail flicked back and forth like an agitated cat. Slowly he moved his hand away from it, crossing his arms. "And I'm just supposed to take your word for it that you aren't gonna pull some shit and try to take me out?" The tiefling asked.

Kriss's casually coy expression wavered as he caught where that hand hovered. It returned in full force as he took in the barely controlled agitation, betrayed by the other's tail. It made end of his own tail curl and twitch with interest. "You're just wound up like a spring, aren't you?" he purred, avoiding the question he as asked, "Ichy fingers so ready to shoot. Primed to kill." A double fanged grin. The air in the room got a little warmer. "When's the last time you relaxed, hm?"

#kriss #shepard #abracaxfuckxyou #verse unknown #kriss ilu but why are you like this

The Enemy of my Enemy

There was a common misconception that if you and your foe shared a common enemy that somehow a bond would form to overthrow this mutual foe. But Johan had no friends – and he wouldn’t start now with his greatest adversary.

There was almost a chilling excitement spreading across his skin once he stood at the foot of the stairs, knowing that the shadow of a man who evaded the world for so long was now bound to a chair in the basement. He would have reveled in the vulnerability of this man, if the circumstances were different.

But much to the blonde’s dismay, his lifelong desire to bury this Monster had to be stifled – because now lurked an even greater shadow in the depths of the underworld. This new fiend had fearlessly taken it upon himself to dance with the devil; despite the several warnings that had been heeded by so many.

Oh no, this bold man pranced along the casus belli that was of Johan’s entire existence when he decided to harm the one thing that mattered to him. Nina Fortner’s identity had been revealed from an unfortunate recording Johan nearly forgot all about until it had been used against him. From there the trail was everlasting – almost as if it had no source. But like a dog desperate for water, the blond dug and dug until everything that had been long since buried, resurfaced.

And the blood that followed along this path of mystery and deceit was boundless. The voices of the past first lead him to a familiar party – Gieldlitz and The Baby. Then it led him to some of the corrupt politicians hoping to run for the upcoming election. Johan even found himself entangled with the dealings of a Mafia from a foreign country.

But ultimately, Johan found himself right back to the beginning, piecing together memories that had been shrouded and suppressed. The group responsible for Nina’s capture not only wanted to take Johan down for all that he represented in the underworld; but they wanted to recreate the same Monster in which they could control; ironically, using the twin to replace the other.

To recreate the experiments of the Red Rose – that potentiality could only come to life if Bonaparta had left loopholes in his endeavor to bury his sins. The hauntings of his past now took form and awakened the Devil from its slumber.

A step forward creaked the wood beneath his feet, and as the blond casually embarked down the stairwell, his eyes were immediately trained on the other’s form almost instantly. Down below, the sunlight peering through from the basement window lit up the curtains of dust particles around the man’s face. The basement was half furnished, dirty and hopeless – and yet Johan offered him a lot more than what his dear sister was given when she had been locked up in a pitch black room.

“Mr. Klaus Poppe – you are quite the difficult man to find.” The words fell from his lips in a gravelly tone, destroying the reticence between them. Johan stood still, shoulders wide and rolled back; depicting his proud demeanor. Casually, his hands were behind his back. Although on his face was a nameless smile; his unforgiving eyes bore into him. “Or would you prefer your other many aliases?” He mocked. A reply had still not been provoked.

Such a shame that the man would hardly pick up his eyes.

The Monster was hardly recognizable; he had a beard now and dressed like a simple librarian. But Johan knew, he would be able to see him for what he was through his eyes. He could never forget that cold, empty stare. Johan sat in the chair across from him and stared him down before breaking the silence once again to say, “I’m sure you’re wondering why you are still alive. So allow me to enlighten you.” He casually placed his hands on his knees and sat back. “You see, you were inefficient in cleaning up your mess. One of your prized lapdogs became too eager to follow in your footsteps.”

He paused.

“Surely you haven’t forgotten him, Petr Capek?” He waited for a reply and when nothing came he continued, “Although he wasn’t too hard to find; he did not have the ties and knowledge about the secret police I needed. Not like you did. To them, he was just a pawn in their grand scheme and he fed them well thinking he could follow in your footsteps by taking my sister again.” He allowed his words to linger, his voice monotonous as it bounced off the stone walls of the room.

The man before him still remained like stone.

“But unfortunately, they knew he was the weakest link. So after getting most of the funding, they took everything and fled; including my sister.” Johan finally leaned forward, his eyes growing dangerous as he stared him down,

“The only reason why you are still alive Mr Franz Bonaparta, is because, much to my dismay, you are the only one who can help me locate her.”

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#threads; the enemy of my enemy #BONAPARTA #au #verse unknown #verse: au #YO SORRY THIS IS SO LONG #BUT I HOPE U LLIKE THIS IDEA?

@legendarylullaby from x

Nabooru was grateful they'd been able to split the royals - if one should fall or be captured, at least one would escape. It made her much more nervous to know she was outside Impa's careful gaze, though she would never let the princess know her nerves spiked too. Her green eyes flashed in the dim moonlight, circling onto every scrap of movement she could make out. If she'd been alone, she would have engaged them in battle, but with little Zelda... She couldn't be too careful.

"Not now, your highness..." She murmured, biting on her cheek as she finally gave up her patience. Zelda was too small, too slow, and made too much noise for them to continue to carry on like this. Bending over even further, she scooped up the princess in her arms - a hanging offense for anyone not as close to the royal family - and broke into a sprint. The only noise she made, trained under Impa's immaculate stealth, was a small jingle of weaponry at her side. She could still feel arrows whizzing past, but she closed her shoulders to keep the princess as sheltered as she could.

"Hold on tight..."

#legendarylullaby #verse unknown #you're good! This could be so angsty i love it #but nabs *will* protect the princess with her life no matter what

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The walk to school was short, considering she lived in the provided dorms. But she always seemed to be running late. She moved as quickly as she could, being cautious so she wouldn’t trip as usual. Unfortunately that meant she wasn’t looking where she was going and when she finally looked up she managed to find herself lost and all alone. She wandered the streets for a little while, trying to find her way back before giving up. She’d just have to skip out on classes today.

She sighed softly, looking down as she walked the streets of the city, again, not looking where she was going before bumping into someone. “Ahh! I-I’m sorry!! I’m so so sorry!!! Please f-forgive me!!”

#webbedphantom #verse unknown

@geniusinventor sent: ❝ Just who are you? And what are you doing in my lab? ❜

❝ Oh, no one you need to worry about. Just a friend of Scroogie's. Nice set up you have here. Security could be better, I could have gotten in and out three times before the tightwad even noticed something was WRONG. ❞

She grinned from her perch on one of the tables, ankles crossed, before giving a little wave to the head of R&D. She'd answer his first question, but as for the second one, well, he didn't need to know just why she was here yet. And of course Goldie would introduce herself. She wasn't a HEATHEN after all.

❝ GYRO GEARLOOSE, was it? We haven't officially met. The name's Goldie O'Gilt. ❞

#interactions | goldie #verse | unknown #geniusinventor #// :fingerguns:#ask | goldie

@warriorsofcrimsonrealms replied to your post Onyx blushed at the sight of the other blowing a kiss at her. It completely threw her off, and she had to take a moment to calm down. “What was that for? You have any reason for doing that?”

#Verse Unknown #No clue if you want her heroes verse or Fate verse #Or Persona or DR if that somehow makes sense

@lawain-dimensional-heroes

It was just another day in Academy City. It was around 7 PM and Kamijou Touma was doing some last minute errands to stock up on food. Thankfully for him, all of the stores were still open in district 7, so he was able to go and get what he needed. However, because he was practically what people would call, dirt poor, he was limited in what he could get due to the low funds. Luckily, he still was able to buy a few things that would at least last the week. With a satisfied sigh, Kamijou continued onto his dorm with his hands carrying plastic bags.