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andromeda stands ankle deep in the icy, salty beach sand; white curls whipping around with the salt breeze. the others are cleaning up, removing those who had foolishly given their lives for a blind devotion to a thing that discarded them the moment they became useless.
a foot in front of the other. and she stands, shoulder to shoulder with flayn in front of the monument- a marker that would one day be swallowed up and erased by saltwater. andromeda carries herself with a quiet, solemn air in the whipping wind; at a glance it would seem that the familial namesake seemed to have returned to the land of the living.
briefly, andromeda's mind drifts to her mother. she can't help wonder if her mother's spirit is restless- buried far from her siblings, and her land of birth. andromeda and her father spent many hours at her mother's gravesite- she wondered if it caused worry to flayn's mother that they were so far apart.
baroness aina von glaes couldn't be interred in the glaes family mausoleum; on order of the church- so the baroness rested amongst the many blooming roses of the estate; at her favorite spot, under a tree she had brought and planted from her homeland. it was a far more fitting place for aina nakamura-glaes, than a granite and stained glass tomb that andromeda would probably, hopefully, only enter twice more while alive.
"your and s-sir seteth's mother is b-buried nearby, r-right?" andromeda turns to look at flayn. "i h-heard you get u-upset during th-the battle," she jerks her thumb over her shoulder at the mess behind them. "about them d-disturbing her r-rest. sh-shall we g-go and check o-on on her g-grave together?"
@amreality's flayn💖'd
#* ⠀ ⠀ 🥀 ⠀ ⠀ / ⠀ ⠀ in chara⠀ ⠀ 、 ⠀ ⠀ stained glass cinderella ⠀ ❫#amreality#i think about this specific paralouge a lot and that they have so much in common....#death mention /#* ⠀ ⠀ 🔖⠀ ⠀ / ⠀ ⠀ story: fódlan⠀ ⠀ 、 ⠀ ⠀ the goddess loves you but not enough to save you ⠀ ❫
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@amreality / sam larusso.
HAZEL KNOWS SAM FROM AROUND SCHOOL. she doesn't think she's ever spoken to her, though. it's not in a way where either of them seemed to personally avoid the other, their circles just didn't mix. that is until miguel diaz moved to town. miguel becoming friends with eli and demetri made him friends with hazel, who wasn't always with them but spent a good amount of her lunches at their table. then miguel started dating sam, got into a fight in the cafeteria, made a huge number of students sign up for cobra kai, and kicked off what hazel refers to in her mind as the great karate war. it's not a particularly creative name for it, but it gets the job done. she has no idea how bad it's going to get.
hazel isn't exactly sure what compels her to speak to sam at moon's party. it's not like she actually thinks one friendship is enough to sway whatever fucking weird energy is here tonight, but she's a little buzzed and she's naturally friendly and sam seems like she's in an off mood. the cobra kai student approaches sam with a drink, something pink, and says, "hi! we've never, like, talked before really, but i thought---" she extends the drink toward sam, hazel eyes almost sparkling, she looks so pleased. "a peace offering. it's like... pink lemonade, i think? and vodka."
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@amreality asked: "Is being drunk an excuse?" 200 random dialogue prompts. | accepting.
"Frequently, yes. Why?"
#amreality#& amreality.#ic.#answered.#& charles faulkner. * amreality#v. i know that i’ve been through the wars. ( between avengers: endgame + thor: love & thunder )#& charles faulkner 002. * amreality#queue.#sig thinking about asgardian drinking culture like: yeah being drunk is probably the most frequent excuse i've ever heard so carry on
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funeral - phoebe bridgers featuring @amreality's john stoppard
" i keep havin' this dream where i'm screamin' underwater, while all my friends are wavin' from the shore. . . and now i dunno if i believe in those little hidden details people like to claim dreams have, but do you think there's any real meaning in that? "
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“I’m glad you’re not holding a grudge.” wash to sharkface !!
Behind the helmet he remains stoney-faced, and might be more annoyed were it any of the sim. troopers saying this to him instead. Oh, he had held a grudge for a long-fucking-time. Enough so to lament over their mishaps for the last few years and try to kill everyone involved. He might have succeeded, were he any less blinded (hah) by his anger.
His fight with Carolina proved more than potent proof.
"You saying that because I almost killed you, or what."
#(SHARKFACE) IC / AU (absolution)#amreality#not me throwing this ask into his forgiveness verse#i haven't written rvb in an age#i could bring back maine#REALLY MAKE THE HURT FEEL GOOD
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a caller arrives in the form of @amreality.
the oxford estate acts a second home to the bridgerton girl, an escape from thunderous footsteps and roaring voices that come from the full and lively bridgerton family home. SHE ADORES IT, but the peace and quiet of the estate always brought comfort to her worst anxieties. IT'S DIFFERENT NOW to step foot into what once held such comfort that now brings forth the same anxieties she ran from. conrad's gone - off to fetch something or another, sign another document or whatever he does in his free time. that's left the girl with her father, whom she's been avoiding since her left ring finger gained a permanent fixture. guilt weighs heavy on her shoulders for all that has quickly taken over their lives. though, eloise never has been one to keep her mouth shut for too long. "I'M SORRY." it escapes fast, not allowing her brain to catch up for fear it might silence what she needs off her chest. "it was reckless, what we did. sneaking out without a chaperone in a public place, no matter how private it may have seemed to us." heart thumping against the cage of her chest with the difficulty of attempting to maintain eye contact to show the sincerity in her eyes, no matter how uncomfortable it made her. "it's easy to forget what conrad's status is in society. a testament to your upbringing, but it is not an excuse. we should've been more careful, or not even gone at all. WE'RE LUCKY that an easy solution was there for us, but in the same vein, i've taken something from both of us that... while i may know is impossible to have, we now will never truly know. and for that, i am sorry."
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girl , this is you. this is your badness level. it’s unusually high for someone your size. we have to fix that.
LIKE AN ANIMAL IN THE WILD, HIS GAZE SNAPS TO FIX UPON @amreality. a cold undercurrent rages beneath the ice. john kreese is a good solider, until his emotions interfere — and he cannot pretend he isn’t angry. ( but he can’t pretend it’s not funny, either. THE GIRL’S GOT BALLS. ) BUT THIS IS HIS TERRITORY. he marks it with stony silence and pursed lips, one hand on the cardboard prop at which she’s gesturing. he pulls him closer to him, puts himself between them. FUN’S OVER, KID. what’s a miyagi student doing here, anyway? what’s a little girl doing here?, he thinks, but no one in their right mind would call her little, and neither would he. he marks her as the enemy, but this not as a confrontation. A MISSTEP. LEARN FROM IT — OR SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES. his voice is quiet, slow — warning. there will not be another warning. ‘i think it would be a good idea if you left, sweetheart.’
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@amreality said: "You look like an idiot." prompts for assertive accusations. | accepting.
"I couldn't care less how I look. And besides - that is incredibly rich, coming from you."
#amreality#& amreality.#ic.#answered.#& han solo. * amreality#v. tba.#& han solo 002. * amreality#queue.#han solo vs princesses who think he's ridiculous
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@amreality hit the heart for a starter!
The music filling Mav's kitchen is comfortable, familiar. It's the same songs his mom would play on the weekend during the few hours she carved out for cleaning before baseball games and trips to the park kept them out. Comforting as it might be, there's no ignoring the tension that lies beneath it.
They lapsed into silence thirty minutes ago and neither has tried to break it. Not even to sing along.
Reaching over the table, Bradley shuts off the music. "I appreciate you inviting me over," he starts before trailing off. "But I should probably go." Honestly, he isn't sure why he hasn't. There's nothing stopping him from leaving. Nothing but foolish hope, at least.
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📏 + 6’4” … madeline is tall 👀
Send me 📏 + your muses height and I'll compare them to mine! ;; @amreality
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todd is certain his heart is about to hammer out of his chest. without even looking, he can hear the slight tremble of the script between his fingers, papers that dare fly from his grasp if he doesn't will himself to grip tighter. he attempts to keep his eyes on neil ⸻ filling in and replying on cue, despite todd's lack of experience in theatre. he's growing more flustered, and the poor man isn't even considering auditioning alongside neil. ❝ with love’s light wings did i . . . o’erperch these walls, for stony limits cannot hold love out, ❞ he says, squinting at the script, ❝ wait. i thought you were auditioning for romeo. why am i reading his lines to you? ❞
starter call for @amreality !
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julie , i was being hunted. and i was completely unaware it was happening.
they may call him a bully, but what they don’t understand is that a cobra doesn’t raise its hood to intimidate its prey: IT RAISES IT FOR ITS ENEMIES. he’s seen a thousand victims, teary-eyed kids with homemade bruises and terrified ordinary people thrust into a war they never wanted. maybe it’s not pc to say aloud anymore, but the screams of women have always troubled him the most. ‘i’m sorry that happened to you.’ part of him still nurses a dream of heroism; to make victims of the defenceless is something he — even this cruel and twisted thing he has become — cannot stomach. he can take pain. pain does not hurt. PAIN DOES NOT EXIST. john kreese knows well the sustained agony it takes to make this true. fighters know. @amreality knows, now. ‘but you learned to fight back.’ he nods slowly, sensing something shared pass between them.
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❝ so i hear you make your own costumes. ❞ mason has a lot of respect for those who are crafty enough to create their own things , especially since he could never fathom having the patience to do that sort of thing for himself. his creative talents remain with the piano or performing on stage , but to be able to create something with your own hands ? yeah , that's incredibly amazing in his eyes. he had been looking for a costume designer for their upcoming play for some time now , but no one seemed up for the job or even interested given the period attire that needs to be made. whispers among the students said that sienna made her own halloween costume not that long ago , so he figured he'd approach her on the subject when the opportunity struck. it doesn't hurt to ask , right ? the worst thing she could say is no.
❝ costuming is a talent that very few possess. in fact , you could make money doing something like that. ❞ okay , so the school isn't really giving them a lot of money for the theatre department in general , but he will do his best to ensure his stage hands are paid well in some way & not with a damn pizza party. ❝ you ever considered doing theatre , sienna ? i think you could have a lot of fun doing that & honestly , we need someone to help make costumes. i can't actually pay you , sadly , but it could be a fun thing for you ? you could meet some cool kids. make some friends. ❞
˗ˏˋ ᵒᵛᵉʳᵗᵘʳᵉ· entering the stage ﹕ @amreality as sienna shaw.
#amreality#˗ˏˋ ᶠᵉᵃᵗᵘʳᶤᶰᵍ· sienna shaw.#˗ˏˋ ᵃᶜᵗ ᶤ· ﹙ ic ﹚ ﹕ make 'em laugh.#˗ˏˋ ˢᶜᵉᶰᵉ· ﹙ act viii ﹚ ﹕ dog days are over.#okay i know nothing of this series BUT#costumer/cosplayer?#oh yeah get her in theatre IMMEDIATELY#˗ˏˋ ᵃᶜᵗ ᶤ· ﹙ queue ﹚ ﹕ somewhere that's green.
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@amreality said: i need you to know that i read your url as "vicious" fidelity and well. not really wrong is it
you already know i've been giggling about this but you're right, vicious fidelity is incredibly accurate 😂
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❛ i am all the things you hate. ❜ 。° ⸻ @amreality.
Slevin was a lot of things, sure, but he couldn't possibly understand the things Lee hated. He may have been one or two, but never all. Not even most of them. Maybe a part of her just didn't want to give him that much credit. Maybe another part simply knew better. She watches Slevin with her same, usual hard-to-tell vacancy, knowing he can see right through it and into the warmth that lay hidden.
❝ Sorry, Slevin, ❞ Lee mutters. ❝ Not getting rid of me that easy... ❞
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