#beautifultragedics

[mrb-l-m]

Nurture my soul and ravage my body. Read my pages and turn them softly. Search through my spirit and find the broken pieces. Heal my heart it desperately needs it. Whisper your secrets to me and make me your diary. Crash into me and consume me entirely. Don’t see past my flaws just love them too. I promise to do the same when I see the worst parts of you. I want your touch to leave imprints on my skin.. so I can look at my reflection and see where you have been. I need you to love me hard but also gentle. Take care of my heart and stimulate my mental. My heart is not an easy thing to possess. Until I trust you it stays in my chest. I need someone who helps me breathe. Takes away from my stress and brings me some relief. Kiss me like it’s your last life line. I need you to need me if you want to be mine. I don’t know how much love in me is left. But if you promise you won’t leave you can have all the rest. Take me into your arms when I’m down and I’m broken. I so used to being guarded but with you I’ll be open. My scars are a important part of me. The ones that are hidden and the ones you can see. I feel like I will fall fast this time around. Can I trust you to keep me from hitting the ground?

[sithroyal]

      @beautifultragedics​: ❛ i’d probably still adore you with your hands around my neck. ❜ w/ wade

      “A dangerous thing to say, you know.” While he wasn’t opposed to force choking someone, actually putting his hands on them felt a touch too far to him. That was reserved for the folks who truly fucked up. Wade, so far, wasn’t among their number.

He put his helmet on the table nearby and turned to look at the man more fully. “Why do you say such a thing? Have I given you the impression that I’d hurt you for no reason?” Yes, he had a hell of a temper but Kylo believed that he’d been doing well with it around Wade in particular. With a man whose mind was like white noise to him, Wade was one of the few that didn’t bother him.

[careol-arc]

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❝ you’ve been watching me like a hawk since i came back with you guys. ❞  carol could feel his eyes on her as she sat on the porch step, cheeks red from the biting cold.  she’d been out here a while now, just sitting there and watching the snow fall in front of her.  the chill in the air helped her to feel numb to the grief she was trying so hard to bury.

[aestarc-a]

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   The billionaire immediately freezes at the sound the door opening. It should have been locked. He had locked it, hadn’t he? Damnit. He’s kept this secret for so long it should be second nature by now to always lock the door behind him. But no, apparently he’d forgotten this time. It was just his luck that the one time he left the door unlocked just happened to coincide with the intruder not having the courtesy to knock. Great. Standing there, half undressed and half clad in iron armor, Tony desperately tries to think of some excuse other than the truth; anything except for the fact that Tony Stark is Iron Man.  

   “Uh--- This isn’t, um, what it looks like. I swear.” 

[drummingncise]

@beautifultragedics // finale au

She took his hand and said "Run," and he did. He does. He always would. In the halls of the Academy, following a blond-haired boy laughing and laughing and laughing as they skipped class. In the halls of the Citadel, escaping from a death particle set to go off by one of her humans.

And yet, she saw in his eyes the cry for help. He’s tired, he’d been so ready to accept death, when she reached out and taken his hand before he had a chance to protest. It nearly brought a spark of hope to his hearts, that even after everything he’d done, she would still save him. She may have proved that she’s better than him, but by saving him, she showed that he’s not fully past saving.

The doors to the TARDIS they found slam shut behind them, and instantly he’s moving to the console to help her navigate.

[neverstcp]

amazing, without a doubt! i love all your muses, you are always so passionate about them and give them the love they deserve and it's just really nice to read whatever you have to say about them. you're an amazing writer and a great friend.

seraph, i love you so much!! i’m so glad that we’ve stayed friends across so many blogs, and i love every single thread we have! you’re a really great person, and an equally great writer! <3 sending you all the virtual hugs rn!

@beautifultragedics​ // what about my portrayal attracted you to my blog? ( accepting! )

[horrorstoried-a]

❝   ------   you’ve   nothing    i   want  .       ❞ @beautifultragedics​​   wanted   rumple  !   /  for   merlin 

[chokethelight]

❝ He honestly is. Please, don’t listen to him. You’re doing fine. ❞

[mrb-l-m]

#psychotic love

[sithroyal]

      @beautifultragedics​: "If anyone hurts you, they're getting hurt worse." w/ wade

      “You’re damn right they are.” Kylo wasn’t about to let anyone get away with touching him for any reason. That didn’t mean that he was unaware of the sentiment behind Wade’s words. While that confused him, he didn’t question it.

But even then, he wouldn’t deny that he was nervous about helping Wade while out in public spaces. Since leaving Hydra’s clutches, Kylo had been on the run so helping a man who he was still pretty sure was supposed to have hunted and killed him was still quite... odd. Now, without a handler, he was still working on controlling himself. 

“So, do you have any idea where your mark is supposed to be or are we jumping in and winging it? Like the last four times?” He didn’t know why he asked anymore. The answer hadn’t changed much.

[burnedpower]

@beautifultragedics​​ liked this for a starter from the master!

“DAMMIT! NO, NO, NO.” slamming his fists into the the walls, the FAILED master dropped his head down and took a sharp breath. he had just got out. he had just got out. he had just escaped from one of the most secure research bases in america, and yet they were already so close to finding him again. he was SO CLOSE to the doctor, to the correct time wherein he could put himself back into the narrative. years off. just a few short years. but they could be taken away from him in a pinch if these people got their hands on him again. he didn’t know if he could SURVIVE being prodded and poked at again. not being in control. and missing the vital moment.

a small sob escaped from him; he was unable to stop himself. it was not as worse as some of the things he had experienced before, but by god did it hit some nerves; some notes in his mind that he was unable to silence. some memories. some horrors.

“help me. help me.” he closed his eyes, “please.” no connection. no psychic ability. he had done this before. the 40s had been particularly rough. so had the 50s. and 60s. ....you get the picture. he didn’t expect a response. but he did expect, from those words, for him to muster up strength. that always seemed to happen. “you’ve saved so many people. useless, pathetic people, just once - just once - save your best friend.” he slammed his hands back on the wall, gritting his teeth.

[fatummortem]

@beautifultragedics​ replied: you've probably been opted into "tumblr beta" then. xkit disappears for that. and dash looks super weird.

I wish that were the case, it was the first suggestion i was given last night, I have nothing about beta in my setting & a few other’s are having the same issues with xkit. My dash looks the same i think... ?  edited: well okies, post lack any format or description but it shows on my blog so i guess it is different

[neverstcp]

"Close your eyes 'n' hold your hands out. I got something for you." 

Nothing could hide the fact that the teenager’s eyes shot wide open, an eager smile immediately showing itself as Miles looked up to his mentor. “Wait, really?” he asked, as if it were some kind of joke. He immediately started thinking about what it could be - some new spider-tech, a snack, the answers to the math test that he really didn’t want to study for; the possibilities were endless. 

The boy did as he was told, immediately squeezing his eyes shut and holding both hands over to him. “C’mon, man, hand it over!”

@beautifultragedics​ ( ps4 peter ) // random inbox starters ( always accepting! )

[chokethelight]

@beautifultragedics​  asked: ’ the second half of your payment is late and i want to know why. ’ dml jodie @ otto

“As you know,” he says sharply, “the world is finally settling into this new normal.” More or less. “I also paid a far portion of my payment - your Father demanded the rest for some sort of project of his. I hear he’s still trying to get Peter back.” 

[riddl3r]

‘ yeah, I have about a billion objections to this. ’ w/ kate kane @beautifultragedics​

❝Of course you do.❞ he says with heavy sigh, trying not to roll his eyes. Why can’t people simply listen without stating their opinion on the matter? Arms are folded to chest, his head bowed after that heavy dramatic sigh  ❝Please, Miss Kane. Do tell me why you object to my very well constructed plan. ❞ The said plan is more like an idea, which includes several crimes committed across the city simultaneously, having only one thing in common; they all escape using something ridiculous. In Ed’s case it would be a...getaway skateboard. ❝ But let’s limit it to one objection, shall we?❞

[lightsiided]

@beautifultragedics​ liked for a starter !

     “so... are you SAVING your deathbed confession for the next time we find ourselves in danger, or can you tell me now what you were going to say before?”