MARTYR ME : I DARE YOU.
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REGGIE MANTLE
RIVERDALE | 2.01
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𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐊 & 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅 ! wiping the tip of his nose with his thumb , shifting weight from one footing to the next. " so she does have claws , but 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙙𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙚 : no one wants to be you , hun. "
there's a roll of eyes, one she can't really help as he speak. she'd been doing just fine before he butted his nose into her business. " well, good for you, that you're not me then, "
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BOND. /bänd/ noun. 𝐀 𝐓𝐔𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄 unwanted string / an itch he deeply wanted to get rid of. he never saw it coming, but everything 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 when the sorrengail girl 𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐋𝐘 formed a bond with a dragon, who happened to be Sgaeyl's mate. if he had to pick how he was feeling , it would have been he felt aggravated deep beneath flesh & ivories. ⸻⸻ to make sure that the general's daughter would survive & not get herself killed. who knows , maybe he'll die due to it. & that was something he can't risk. not with what he was doing within the shadow, along with the other marked ones. agitation daring to express through his body , to get away momentarily & ease the 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐃 tension. away from the walls of basgiath , a designated area in which he'd held meetings with the other marked ones ; away from prying eyes.
𝐀 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 / lyrical melodies by the nightlife that gifted 𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 through the dark. towards the area he wanted to explore. what he didn't expect was to see another individual there. " didn't expect another rider here, " vocalizations low & loud enough for the other to hear. " & a bonded just like me. "
for @darkrelic, xaden riorson. starter call.
can't say she understand the companionship everyone feels with one another. not with their year, section or wing. and not with the marked ones either. knows she should. they have the same stories, but she learned to now trust others, to expect the worst. and it had served her well until now, not quite seeing a reason to change it. roomed up with imogen her first year and the two got along after a while, and asker . . . isn't sure where she has him at all. he is nice. and he cares, but she doesn't understand why. what she did to earn it, why he cares. so maybe she keep pushing him away, not entirely sure what to do with the feeling of, well. being taken care of. looked after. even if she doesn't quite let him close enough to do more than check up at times. and now, after both bonded dragons, it doesn't feel fair that they were mated. that somehow, she is tethered to this one person she wants to escape. can't run away from it, so she does the next best thing and sneak out to go down by the lake, get some distance from it all. back against the trunk of tree and legs pulled up to her chest, gaze settled upon the water infront of herself, finding some peace in it.
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𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄 , one that displayed patches , his title as wing leader & three stars that represented the year he was in. upon his first sight of the smallest 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐋 child , an urge to kill / a revenge that he had yearned back 'pon the parapet. a simple push , perhaps even a strong gush of wind within the stormy day would have been enough to push @rottedfigs . though , deep down a spark of amusement / her ambition to prove him wrong & live. why would he get his hands dirty? though [ . . . ] he'd be lying to himself if he wasn't interested. how long will violet sorrengail live? that is something he wants to see with his own eyes. sight of golden-flecked onyx daring to never shift away from the individual before him. let's see how tough you'll become.
" don't think you'll be able to climb me with your strength , sorrengail. " a smug smirk , ivories peering through parted lips. with the sun's heat daring to boil the cadet's & him included ; it was only a matter of time before at least one or two ( THOSE WHO FAILED TO CATCH UP / TO LEAVE BEHIND & FALL TO THEIR DEATH ) would have their souls commend to malek. sweat accumulated underneath his rider's garment & tan skin daring to flush 'pon exposed cheeks. thinking back to when he had first entered 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐆𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐇, one can say he was a bit similar , yet , 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 within the shoes of riders that climbed the mountain. to prove his worth. " I'm not going to let you slip & fall. we're bonded remember? if you die , I die. besides I don't need your dragon to tell my dragon to nag me. "
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𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍& learn , that was what he was witnessing. from being a complete novice that touched the mat , an instance down ; to now being able to at least win a match or two. yet, some easily picked up the skills, contrasting with others who 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚍 to keep up. for those who had 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 acquired any fighting skills before the events, learning how to defend themselves to survive in Basgiath became crucial. armed with the teachings from his past, he swiftly advanced his abilities, triumphing over his adversaries on the mat & amassing a collection of daggers as his trophies. " you need to watch your opponent's movement , where they step , how they position their arms & spotting any openings that they failed to protect. wait for the right moment & strike. before you know it, you'll win. "
She knows he's just trying to help ; It's what Xaden has done for all of them and they all respect him because of it. The only problem is that Evangeline wasn't born to fight. Just like everyone else she was forced to be here. Forced to survive and fight for her life day after day in Basgiath ( only a blind fool wouldn't see this place as a death sentence for the children of the separatists ). And even though Evangeline is improving in hand-to-hand combat, she still has a lot to work on. ❝ Right. ❞ She said and took a small breath, getting into position again and starting to attack Xaden with the same movement he taught her, she tried to correct her moves as he told her to.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! 🎉🎊 may all your dreams come true and i hope you have a wonderful day!
thank you so much, jane! <3 i'ma smooch all over your face!
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Happy Birthday to me 🥳
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𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑 , a smirk that presented itself 'pon frontal view ; taking in the attire that Abigail Valiente , herself , wore. a hunger , one which associates itself with predators that seek out prey. to relish the quarry that yearned to catch. never a dull moment , but ⸻⸻ xaden never envisioned himself attending such celebrations at the end of each graduation. to perch upon the long parapet, to envelop oneself in darkness; though. a friend that knows the sins that he has carried. who would have thought he'd attend this time. " if I had worn a suit , you wouldn't have kept your hands to yourself. " coy vocalizations were only meant for the other & no one else. bending at the waist, he offered a soft bow before reaching out to gently grasp Abigail's hand, his lips pressing against the back of her hand in a gentle kiss. " besides I rather spend the rest of the night with you, until I have to leave. "
for @darkrelic, xaden riorson. starter call.
never dressed up like this before. never had a reason to either however, the healer quadrant didn't exactly have any festivities like this party. but then again, probably doesn't have too many opportunities left to participate. either dead or graduating from basgiath. so, she got dressed and prettied up a little. hair in soft waves across shoulders, and imogen convinced her to put on some red tint on lips and mascara around eyes. still keeping to shoes without any significant heel tho, pretty sure she'd topple over in high heels within taking two steps. leaving her room and walking down the steps towards the courtyard, and perhaps she is a little nervous. more comfortable in leathers she figures in a matter of moments of leaving her room, even if imogen said everyone got dressed for this. gaze lift from the ground and letting go of the dress when feet leave the stairs, hint of a smile tugging at the corner of lips when noticing him. " so leathers were an option then ? "
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" keep going at it like that , it'll only send you to the healer's quadrant. " 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘, 𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 between one end of the mat til the next. to aid those who were like him , children of the separatists ; & save those who willingly accept his offered hand. yet deep down , xaden knew he couldn't save all the marked children. how many had he 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 cross from the parapet? How many combat training sessions had he 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃? And how many war games had he seen unfold before his eyes? far too many over three years within the fighter's quadrant. it never gets any easier. as time went on, they would mercilessly strip away their humanity. some knew the truth, while others turned a blind eye. " you need to keep an eye to your left opening when swinging, the opponent will leg swipe you if you don't pay attention. " ( sc. @foxballad )
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Think my signet is snake speaking because why are there two snakes at my work place in the span of 2 days 😭
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Charlotte Brontë, from Villette
[Text ID: When I vanished—it was into darkness;]
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𝚁𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚎
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 – 𝟿 [𝟷𝟿𝟹𝟽-𝟷𝟿𝟺𝟷]
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