Zhongli Tag Drop.

Zhongli tag drop.

( zhongli // gallery. ) ( zhongli // drabble. ) ( zhongli // starter. ) ( zhongli // meme replies. ) ( zhongli // thread. ) ( zhongli // worldbuilding. ) ( zhongli // headcanon. ) verses. ( zhongli // v.i ) - default verse, post whatever happened recently in canon (according to the mun) ( zhongli // v.ii ) - Takes place prior to the establishment of the cities in Teyvat as he is a wandering Geo Archon and takes the form of Morax. ( zhongli // v.iii ) - takes place during the Archon War. ( zhongli // v.iv ) - takes place in the aftermath of the Archon War. ( zhongli // v.v ) - takes place in the years in between the end to present day Liyue. more will be added as needed.

Utau Aikawa Tags. ;v;

❛☆ ▌ about; 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑟𝑖𝑏𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑠. ♫ ❛☆ ▌ pictures; 𝑔𝑎𝑧𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. ♫ ❛☆ ▌ pictures; 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔. ♫ ❛☆ ▌ pictures; 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑠. ♫ ❛☆ ▌ pictures; 𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑑'𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. ♫ ❛☆ ▌ pictures; 𝑎𝑙𝑙. ♫ ❛☆ ▌ musings; 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑔. ♫ ❛☆ ▌ starter; 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑝. ♫ ❛☆ ▌ dyn ( madeofsouls ) 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑜 & 𝑢𝑡𝑎𝑢; 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒'𝑠 𝑎 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑏𝑜𝑤 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 & 𝑚𝑒. ♫ ♩♫「t; untitled」♫ ♩♫「v; painting the world in her colors」♫ - default ♩♫「v; gentle heart belies a beautiful song」♫ - mha verse

Xiao from Genshin Impact tag drop.

( xiao // gallery. ) ( xiao // drabble. ) ( xiao // starter. ) ( xiao // meme replies. ) ( xiao // thread. ) ( xiao // worldbuilding. ) ( xiao // headcanon. ) verses. ( xiao // v.i ) - default verse, post whatever happened recently in canon (according to the mun) ( xiao // v.ii ) - Takes place just prior to his freedom when he was enslaved by another god. ( xiao // v.iii ) - takes place after Morax freed him from enslavement up to the Archon War. ( xiao // v.iv ) - takes place in the aftermath of the Archon War. ( xiao // v.v ) - takes place in the years in between the end to present day Liyue. more will be added as needed.

Izuku Midoriya Tag Drop.

( izuku // gallery. ) ( izuku // drabble. ) ( izuku // starter. ) ( izuku // meme replies. ) ( izuku // thread. ) ( izuku // worldbuilding. ) ( izuku // headcanon. )

verses. ( izuku // v.i ) - default verse, post whatever happened recently in canon (according to the mun) ( izuku // v.ii ) - Takes place during the events that lead up to his inheriting of One For All. ( izuku // v.iii ) - Takes place anywhere from the Entrance Exams Arc to the Summer Forest Training Camp. ( izuku // v.iv ) - Takes place from the kidnapping of Bakugou to the Rise of Heroes Arc. ( izuku // v.v ) - Takes place during the Pro Hero Arc to the end of the Paranormal Liberation War Arc. ( izuku // v.vi ) - Takes place during the beginning of the Final Saga where Izuku leaves UA at the start of his second year until... whenever the manga gets to another phase. :’D

unprompted but plotted starter. @dualgraced​

        It’s not graceful, he thinks, when he steps out of the cargo plane in the middle of the night in the middle of a storm. Dual-colored irises glance around him as he hefts the duffel bag over his shoulders. His black hair becomes soaked with the rain, and he lifts the collar of his jacket up to his neck to protect himself from the rain.

❝Remember, monitor and eliminate as necessary and it will be to your discretion. Otherwise, do not message me unless it’s important.❞

        ❝Affirmative. Over and out, sir.❞

        The earpiece crackles and he takes it out from his ear, immediately crushing it as he steps out into the rain. He grinds his palm into the little electronic device until he can no longer feel its pieces as recognizable bits. The plane behind him takes off after its unloaded its cargo and he watches as it slowly begins to take off. And then he turns, without looking back.

        The first thing he does when he gets into the city is to rent an apartment in a rundown area of the city. Surrounded by people in the lower class, no one would blink twice to see him come in as a complete stranger. Even when he settles in for the night, the walls are thin as he can hear some children crying and the not-so-quiet conversations of the people around him. With an idle note, he thinks he’ll have to buy some supplies while he makes this place his home base.

        From his bag, he pulls out a sleek and modern device that looks too high-tech given the world’s current state of technology. It’s sleek and looks no bigger than a small tablet. He places his entire hand on the screen where it scans it and blinks. He pulls his hand away to watch as the screen blinks and types across its pristine and sleek dark blue shimmering screen in clear, off-white blue:

                                [      Welcome, Warbringer.     ]

        It’s another three months before he finds the “villains.” In Tokyo, Japan, they have been illegally distributing some type of drug that’s been causing those with or without quirks hallucinogenic side effects. However, this has been on someone else’s dollar and he is not pleased in the least that the drug he’s so carefully cultivated has been tampered with. Especially when the drug has been discovered to have been connected with varying degrees of side effects that included loss of limb control and loss of mental state upon the “down” time of the drug.

        He readies his gear and puts on the helmet, the subtle hiss that comes when the helmet adjusts to his head.

        He moves in the thickest and the densest part of the night, aware that these people specifically have picked a spot that’s away from noticeable foot traffic. How convenient that it’s, once more, raining. They don’t hear him coming when he kicks in the door to the facility. They immediately begin to open fire on him, but he moves too quickly for them to hit him as he takes a mental count: 25 men, all here and accounted for. It looks like his intel has paid off and all of them have foolishly gathered together.

        The first man, he kicks into the man’s chest, that sends him flying into the wall behind him with a resounding crash with a gurgle of a collapsed lung from the force.

        The second tries to use their Quirk to fend him off only to find his arm quickly broken and ripped out of its arm socket with brutal and merciless efficiency. With a scream, the other men begin to fire, only to hit their friend as he uses him as a shield. Now with one, he moves quickly to shove the man at pair of men who were in the midst of reloading.

        They don’t make it.

        At the end, the leader is trying to claw his way out, his legs broken and trailing behind him is his own blood. He slowly walks over to the man only for him to roll over to his side and pick up his gun. Shakily pointing the gun at the black helmet clad man in a tight body suit and military fatigue pants, he cries.

        “Wh-Who are you?!” he demands, his voice a terribly high pitch in absolute horror.

        ❝He sends his regards.❞

        He lets the information sink in and with a muted scream, the soldier snaps his neck.

i never thought we’d be reunited here and now.

this photo album holds our childhood memories. many of its pages remain blank, waiting to be filled. even if this is a prank played by fate, every second with you is precious to me. 

before the mystery’s solved… “please, just give me a little more time…”

character pv ☆ luke pearce