It had only been two weeks since he was left in charge; two long weeks that felt like years. He didn’t know what he was doing nor did he have anyone to help him. All he truly had was Thor and that… wasn’t exactly someone he could completely trust.

Yes, Thor had been the one constant in his life, but at the end of the day, it was he who should be on the throne. Not him. Not the half-demon who was raised here after a conquest.

Still, it wasn’t like he could do much about it now. He just had to wait it out and hope that no one wanted to do anything. Maybe then he could keep the place going until his Grandfather managed to shift his gaze back to Asgard.

    “This wasn’t my idea,” he said, bringing up his new tittle for the first time since it happened. “but your people are going to one day, get back to how things were long ago. I swear it.” A lie, one of the largest ones Ky ever used; he couldn’t guarantee it. He couldn’t do anything and it was all due to the fact he didn’t have that type of power. 

// @fryordie

nickscratch:

      ❝ I am the architect of your ultimate fall. I am the null. The void. The Hell that hungers… and I’m going to tell you a secret… I’m going to tell you a secret about your life… about why you’ll never find true happiness… because you will always be missing something. Incomplete. Unfinished. And ultimately, no matter how hard you fight, which cause you choose, the battle will always end with your facing… emptiness. ❞

     ↳    indi | private |  mephisto | 616 based | mutuals only | 18 + | penned by andre |

     breath caught within chest as the demon stepped right into his personal space and stayed there, fingers too close for comfort ; if he died like this, well, eli brought it upon himself, there was no denying that. the ‘wolf awaited the fire hot pain to slide along his neck but it never came ; no, instead, there are fingers around his throat and pressing just enough to cause heart rate to pick up, breath catching in his chest for an entirely different reason. a mere handful of seconds passed before eli lifted a hand to encircle the demon’s wrist, squeezing too tight – if he’s going to get choked out, then he’s going to break the other’s wrist before he lost consciousness.

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      death would be far too easy for the wolf; on the other hand torture and making eli wish he was dead could be done. as much as he despised the other, ky knew that death was a final option, and one he wasn’t going to officially settle on unless circumstances called for it.
         more importantly, ky could have very well made sure to rip the other’s throat out, but for now, he was just proving how far he would go. a reason to why he didn’t even make a noise as eli’s hand squeezed far more tightly against his wrist than he thought possible.  it hurt – more than that though, it was a pain he could actually feel. 
        a reason to why a few moments after the sudden bursting moments of pain, he let go. though, not before sending a nice kick to eli’s chest. no, this was more of a… payback for making ky feel something more than the usual hatred. it reminded him that he still could feel… to an extend ( even if he stated otherwise ). 

theirskeletons:

          “Oh, yeah?” eyes are narrowed at the other, half tempted to pull out his gun and blow this guy away just for speaking to him. But there was a proposition here, Rocket could feel it. “What’s in it for ME?@hellfirebound

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        “The opportunity to blow shit up, get paid, and lastly… gain a reputation that would shadow the one you have already.” Was it the truth? Was it all a lie? Possibly, but Ky was going to pawn it off as simple fact. At least until circumstances changed.

              stephen quirked an eyebrow at the outburst in regards to his appearance, blankly looking at the man before giving a small smirk of amusement. really, he knew that much, but it was quite bemusing to hear someone state it so obviously. the times were changing, that much was evident with each passing interaction.

   company would be a welcome change, i was merely lost in thought.  i am stephen strange, who are you?   

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             being honest was a hard task. even more so for him, but he was at least attempting to be for the moment. that way, maybe it wouldn’t help ease his way into things, and not come of as… his almost too per-usual aggressiveness. 

“ we all go there. ” ky knew that from experience, but he doubted anyone would truly get lost in thought these days. not with how everything was changing. “ sometimes more than others, “ a slight grin pulled at his lips for a few moments, “ It’s… ” he was about to say his name, but then opted towards one he rarely used, “ James Richardson. ” maybe that way…it would be safer all around.

burnsyourhand:

THE  DOCTOR  LEANED  AGAINST  THE  WALL  ,  fingers  dipping  into  the  sushi  platter  that  he  had  picked  up  from  tesco  &&  listened  into  the  conversation  with  some  curiosity  .  it  was  outshone  by  the  tuna  roll  .  he  may  not  really  enjoy  being  around  humans  with  this  face  .  but  he  couldn’t  deny  they  were  good  at  the  sushi  .  he  glanced  over  at  the  other  man  for  a  moment  .  ‘  you  WANT  this  one  ?  i’m  not  a  fan  of  unagi  .  ’  || @hellfirebound || 

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CONVERSING WITH ANYONE happened to be a difficult task for him as well. his own reasons were due to what he was; an outcast, someone who SHOULDN’T be, but all the same here. a glance towards the doctor was given as a smirk formed across his lips. he may not have NEEDED to eat, but sometimes it helped him FOCUS,  and there was no harm in it.  ‘it takes a decent stomach or taste buds to be a fan of it,’ he mused. ‘— i’ll take it.’

nickscratch:

      ❝ I am the architect of your ultimate fall. I am the null. The void. The Hell that hungers… and I’m going to tell you a secret… I’m going to tell you a secret about your life… about why you’ll never find true happiness… because you will always be missing something. Incomplete. Unfinished. And ultimately, no matter how hard you fight, which cause you choose, the battle will always end with your facing… emptiness. ❞

     ↳    indi | private |  mephisto | 616 based | mutuals only | 18 + | penned by andre |

    “  how gullible of you, you thought”  as she expected with great sighs and eyerolls to boot, rae never slept on ky’lar to keep his promise. better yet, his control. she never needed to look away from him or lift her hands to burst a couple of fire hydrants nearby to put out the fires spreading about. she remains on him, disappointment is nonexistent,  “  you need discipline,  ”  the amount of justice and mercy lowered itself, reaching the point of exception; the rare place where raven’s actions will no longer feel consequence and guilt. a hand raises as she says, digits spread and thick wires come at rapid speed to tie the demon all around,  “  and you need to be put away. 

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       it wasn’t the first time he managed to hear those words; nor would it be the last. discipline was the primary object he last. training was shortly behind that as well. he did as he wanted and more importantly, when he wanted. control was needed, but he rarely ever showed restraint. ky’lar was wild; an untamed beast of a sort who destroyed anyone or anything that managed to get in his path. 
       i need you to stop getting involved. harsh words escaped him, but only seconds before the wires started to wrap around his body. foolish, all he’d have to do to possibly escape them was shift into his true form. it wouldn’t have been hard at all and yet patience was in order for the moment. that way, he could avoid doing something too drastic.  then maybe we can talk a about discipline next, but really? if you wanted to bind me… you should buy me dinner first.

crwnloyal:

@hellfirebound   /   sc   !

          SURPRISE, A RARE EMOTION THAT SHE  allows  to  show  on  her  features  while  not  surrounded  by  people  she  trusts .  “  who  in  basts  name  was  that ? ”

                          “DO YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW?” a sigh escaped his lips as the question ( for what it was worth ) happened to be asked. “you might not like the answer.”