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sorry for disappearing ! destiny 2 has kind of eaten my life away + i have just been away from my laptop for a bit. i should be on this week + i’m working on smth else!

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I don’t really care what happens to the world. It was always warped, even before all of this.

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MOM…                                       DAD…                                                                                                                                                  i miss you.

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peonymelody:

         【 ❀ 】It was only then that she looked up, her gaze trailing to his outstretched hand. Amber eyes hidden behind her brown bangs, she hoped he couldn’t see how watery they were becoming; how she was struggling to keep herself together.

          Bad person? Was her date a bad person? Not showing up when promising someone you would did sound bad. It upset her very much and left her pretty heartbroken. It made her feel foolish for trusting with all her heart that she had a chance to get to know someone better; that someone actually had any interest in her at all.

     Bad… Maybe this was bad. This whole situation just felt bad, and she was tired of feeling bad as well.

        “…A-… Alright…” Melody nodded lightly, reaching out her hand and placing it into his. It was shaking a little, but she tried to keep it under control, “Yeah… Y’know what? Let’s go.”

   the sight of her like this still made him feel sympathy for her, but at the same time, happiness that she was trusting him to try and turn this day around for her. they had only just met, but she was willing to give him a chance at repairing what the other had broken, and so their day would begin, with his hand taking hers.

   with a gentle tug, he would be able to help her to her feet, hand squeezing hers slightly to reassure her it would be fine, and after a few moments he let go to let her walk on her own. he didn’t really want to make her uncomfortable. even if he was her ��date’ it wasn’t an official thing so he didn’t want to step out of line right now.

   body turned quickly, head turning a little to look behind him. “ i know of a really nice park nearby! trust me, you’ll love it, melody! it has a few nice ponds we can sit next to, and a number of small paths that let you appreciate the nature! ” smile was ever present on his face, wanting to keep the air filled with happiness. and even his step had a bit of a skip to it, showing his eagerness to have some fun and spend some time with his new friend.

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Forgive them father, for they have sinned.

A mantra starts in her head, a song that mingles between a lullabye and something far darker, begging for both purity and a tainted self in turn. It keeps her locked in place, grip white on the knife that stays embedded to the hilt in his shoulder.

Blood smears across her face, lip dribbling a small waterfall of it, while her eyes are mostly stark white; pin pricks of iced blue stare down at him, her smile manic. Parts of her hurt, but she’s focused on this moment, the adrenalin. She’s fueled by a fire that starts in the pit of her stomach, and it’s a hell of a feeling. She feels different than usual, even when she seeks entertainment, but she puts that down to the fact that he managed to actually hit her a few times. Surprising, but nothing she can’t deal with.

After all, the best despair is dying without accomplishing your goals, right? So maybe this is good for her.

    “ i’ll admit you’re better than i anticipated – still, you should let the QUEEN do the work, darling. “

Draws closer, eyes diluting slowly as she spots the specks of blood littering his own face. So interesting, but his eyebrows are abhorent. the free hand that hand been pressed to his chest to keep him down lifts itself, gently scraping some of the blood from his face with a pale, slender finger. Examines it for a few moments, expression numbing slightly.

And then, as delicate as she can, she places the finger in her mouth and sucks.

Makes a noise at the taste, almost as if she’s INTERESTED, and smiles at him from her higher position. It’s the only power she really allows herself, outside the adoptive persona’s. To be over someone, to watch the life fade and the hope go with it, it’s addictive. It’s the only thing she CRAVES like some would crave smoke or poison. 

The hand drops, and she’s almost giggling in GLEE at this; such a strong man, downed by a pretty little thing? She almost thinks he let her. So sad.

    “ you can’t expect me to be fine with killing you like this, do you ? “

   how did he find himself in such a position? a position where such a weakling could find themselves sat upon him as if he were some sort of seat to them? to be truthful, he didn’t know. in an instant this could turn around, yet it remained. a small hint of curiosity plaguing him to see where this would go; to see what she would do. she was calling herself this queen, and for now, he wanted to see if it fit.

   so he found himself playing along, fighting her to only end up wounded. a knife so easily embedded in his shoulder as if that were its rightful place, the sword in stone, really. there was no true hint of real pain other than the small grit of his teeth, as if he was biting back the pain of having such an object deep inside him, pinning him to the floor beneath. and even in this situation, he found a small amount of humor, knowing she has no idea of what could really happen.

   the whole situation felt sick, eyes following her hand carefully as it delicately ran across his face to take some of his blood. to think she was doing something so vulgar at a time like this, it really showed her nature to him. she was trying to get something out of him. and if it were anyone else, maybe she could, but the expression looking up at her was almost blank. finding that noise and pop she made to be awful to the ears, and to think that she may be interested in the taste of blood like that, it was rather belittling.

 “ i don’t. you want this to be a bit more interesting, don’t you? you want me to fight? no, maybe not that. perhaps beg? beg for you to not take my life, to give me a second chance? either way, it would be pitiful. if i were to truly die here, then surely it would be best to accept it? if one is to die, then surely it is fate? to try and change fate is not something one should do, ” voice was soft and calm, as if his life wasn’t on the line here, almost as if he was having a normal conversation. “ you want to spice it up, make it more interesting, don’t you? ”

   as if to almost annoy her, the free arm that had not been injured, raised slightly to find itself place its hand upon her hips, holding her for support to keep it up. “ i must admit, your appearance looks a lot better with my blood sprinkled on it, you at least look a bit more presentable. ”

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good layers

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That’s the kind of family we are. But still, to be honest, I don’t want much to do with it anymore. 

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     Me? A LIAR? That’s almost hurtful. I just don’t feel like telling the whole truth. || art credit! || banner made by crow!

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Are you seeing this, White?

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while he sits, she takes the moment to be a touch more aggressive. nothing too harmful, though she asserts herself by pointedly sitting in his lap facing him and makes sure to brush the hairs back from his forehead. easy she pulls what seems to be a pencil from no where, frowning deeply as she gets to work on filling in his eyebrows, muttering to herself with each stroke.

   an annoyance. that’s all she seemed to be. she was close. too close. the question of why she had to sit upon his lap to do this ran through his mind, as well as why she wanted to do this as well. for someone who was so set bringing despair to the world, she seemed rather focused on making sure she, and those around her, looked good in her image. 

   hands remain firmly by his side, finding himself not wishing to touch her while she did this. as much as did not like the idea of her finding such comfort upon him like this, she also did have sharp objects on her person. even if he could move her easily, the last thing he wished right now was another fight to erupt, he was trying to relax after all. “ i’m starting to question if you really are this queen of despair that you title yourself as. to me, all you are is a pampered model who cares too much about looks. ” the tone was that of boredom, and slight annoyance, wanting to get the message he did not like this across to her without directly having to tell her.

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peonymelody:

         【 ❀ 】She tensed as he sat beside her, her head still lowered and her eyes still on her phone, waiting–begging for it to light up with a new message. But there was nothing there. Just a black screen. She wasn’t going to let herself break over this. Melody refused to cry over something she saw coming; especially not in front of this kind stranger.

          “…William is a nice name,” she replied softly, head still down-turned ( She hadn’t looked at him since he first arrived. This was so rude and unlike her, but she had to watch. It would light up soon, she just knew. ), “It’s nice to meet you, too… U-Um… I’m Melody…”

     His offer honestly baffled her. Her date for the evening? Surely he was joking. She couldn’t possibly ditch her date for a different person who actually wanted to spend time with her, even if he was possibly ditching her right now.

        ( No! No, he’s not. He’s just very late. Being an hour late is rude, but forgivable. And he must have his reasons. He was coming. )

             “…He’s… He’s going to be here. We were going to have lunch after we went for a walk in the park… So I just have to wait for him to get here… And then we’ll do that… Thank you for your kindness, though…”

   smile shifted into that of a frown. she was truly holding onto this hope that this date of hers would eventually arrive. although william wished for such a thing to happen, he knew how cruel some people would be, and it seemed as though she had been waiting here for a long time now, much longer than she should have.

   eyelids closed for a few moments, a small sigh escaping him as he thought of what he could really do. it would be bad if her date did end up coming along to see the two of them together but at the same time, if the date did really care then he’d be here by now, surely. his head shook a few times before tilting back up to look at her, a smile returning once more.

“ it’s nice to meet you, melody, ” he had said the same thing a few moments ago, sure, but this time he had the opportunity to use her name which seemed much more formal and welcoming to him, “ melody is a super nice name! it’s unique and sweet! ” a simple compliment to her name as well, but it was filled with truth. it was a name he had never heard before, and it seemed to fit her, if he were to simply base it on looks alone.

   body shifted a little as he moved to stand up, turning on his heel to look down at her. a hand outstretched to offer itself to her. “ he’s had his chance and blown it. come on, we can do that! a nice walk in the park and then some lunch! i know a few nice places around here we can go. it’ll be a good way to have some fun and for you to forget about such a bad person. ” his smile was brighter than before as he looked down at her, hand ready to take hers at any moment and hopefully turn this miserable day around.

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                 MAY YOU DIE WIDE AWAKE WITH A LOOK OF GREAT SURPRISE.

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   lips curved up into a smile, hand raising to wave at the other student, to both greet the other as well as grab his attention. a hairstyle and face like that was hard to forget. a younger student, still in his first year, yet he had so much potential that even will could see it. “ hey! you’re that boy who went against midoriya, right? shinso, was it? your quirk is very interesting, and would be very powerful against villains! ” even if he was the older student, he was almost a fan of the other. “ oh, right! sorry, it’s nice to meet you! i’m william! ” // @disillusioned

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bloodfroze:

           the door swings open, but it’s with none of the usual energy zapp would slam, or how leonardo would push it so slowly it would creak — a stranger, then, and one that had discovered libra’s base so quickly. steven almost presses down on his shoe, feeling the needle against the back of his heel, before he rocks back to steady himself, raising a hand from a coat pocket to wave back. he could really do without being so jumpy all the time.

            long strides take him across the room to meet with the young boy, formally extending for a handshake with lips upturned. he’s heard about him, the mysterious BLACK – from klaus and leonardo both. he inclines his head kindly, eyes creasing as he gives a short nod.    “    william macbeth, correct? it’s nice to meet you too; we’ve heard quite a bit from leonardo. i’m steven. —- and i really shouldn’t take the credit for ‘saving you’. that was also our mutual friend, though i suppose the leader of libra had assisted somewhat.    ”

   there was the sense of awkwardness in the air, william could feel it. in reality, there should be no hostility between the two of them. what had happened was neither of their faults, and steven didn’t really get to witness the events that unfolded at the top of the tower in those final moments of king’s existence. but, even still, that doesn’t really take back what happened, and with how close klaus and steven seemed to be, it was no surprise william was almost stiff in front of this man.     it was almost terrifying when steven made his way over to him. but the friendly hand gesture allowed will to let out a soft sigh as his own hand extending out to meet steven’s own to shake it gently, it was brief but it got the job done, and it allowed for the hand that met steven’s to retract back. “ yeah. i’m not sure what leonardo has said but i hope it was positive. i guess. but your organization were the whole reason that operation happened with leonardo. i’m not sure if he would have been able to take down him on his own. your leader weakened him a lot, so i would still like to thank you all. how have things been around here since the event? is your leader okay? ”

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