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eclipsecrowned · 1 year ago

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'by request' muses + how badly they break canon

MUSE: kokoro kyriakou FANDOM: a realm full of cardiovascular imagery RELATIVE: er*qus (uncle) DOES THIS MUSE BREAK CANON: not at conception when the relative had 0 backstory lore, but then the mobile game dropped, and now she is the merriest of mary sues -- and not just because she's related to a canon, either. lore has it only two apprentices survived an attack on their generation of wielders, so kokoro's dad can't even exist post-dr. multi-generational drift against canon events.

MUSE: astraea l*cis cael*m FANDOM: last legend the fifteenth time RELATIVE: n*ct (brother), r*g*s (father), and *rd*n (ancestor) DOES THIS MUSE BREAK CANON: over her knee like a single dry twig. the whole narrative kind of depends on the end of a dynasty, and here i go introducing a member that is actively defying the gods and circumstances that make victims of her male relatives. she's mostly here to explore aspects of canon that were left to atrophy tbh.

MUSE: zorya constantine FANDOM: graphics about sleuths RELATIVE: miss fishnets herself and some cunt from beatlesville DOES THIS MUSE BREAK CANON: surprisingly, no. there have been universes in the past that show her parents having reproduced, and in fact a complementary muse i play is her brother from one such universe. i tend to default to her being a visitor from another universe rather than any particular interpretation's child.

MUSE: 'valas' d*vir FANDOM: the gate of a norse god RELATIVE: 1-2's pc (father), v*conia d*vir (mother) DOES THIS MUSE BREAK CANON: prior to 3? no. v*conia's romanced ending -- the one i pursued as a baby kadi -- has her bearing the pc's child. after the character assassination of her in 3? yep. wretcheds of the c*ast completely scrapped her canon characterization to make a one dimensional zealot of her, so everything came crashing down for valas' lore. my city now, though.

MUSE: kayden c*nnors FANDOM: marvelous graphics RELATIVE: the l*zard / dr. c*rt c*nnors (father) DOES THIS MUSE BREAK CANON: yeah. she doesn't even get a zorya pass of other lore existing that at best doesn't rule her out -- the c*nnors only ever have a single son in the whole of comics history. writing kayden in as an older daughter in the family dynamic upends decades of comics lore, and i revel in getting meta w it.

MUSE: mira snow FANDOM: a ditty of icyhot RELATIVE: br*ndon st*rk (father), ash*ra d*yne (mother), assorted canon relatives DOES THIS MUSE BREAK CANON: ssssort of? it's implied her mother had a daughter prior to her death, and that it was a st*rk brother that was responsible. mira is me pursuing that plot thread and chasing 'what ifs' about her role in the already unconventional dynamics of w*nterfell. the big divergence is the kid is allegedly dead.

MUSE: ly*nna b*lton FANDOM: a ditty of icyhot RELATIVE: r**se b*lton (father), b*th*ny rysw*ll (mother), brothers out the wazoo DOES THIS MUSE BREAK CANON: undoubtedly. while the lord of l33ches has many stillborn or cradle-withering sons to his name, no daughters are ever mentioned. it's pretty clear if she had survived where her brothers had not, it wouldn't be for long given her half-brother's proclivities. i am simply pursuing female horror narratives.

MUSE: laerion v*laryon FANDOM: a ditty of icyhot: revenge of the son-cousin of the prequel RELATIVE: c*rlys and rh*en*s (parents), l*ena and l*en*r (siblings) DOES THIS MUSE BREAK CANON: yep. family's fucked and then i throw another not into the fire, out into the roaring waves of their dominion. the heir who would give anything to be in his brother's shadow again. he's gonna be okay, though, bc my city now. i'm ridiculously fond of him and i can't be convinced to part with him.

MUSE: odessa h*rkonnen FANDOM: dewn RELATIVE: the h*rkonnens (extended relatives) DOES THIS MUSE BREAK CANON: not as badly as you would expect. we never get a full scope of the size of this noble house as opposed to the sparseness of their enemy's family line. an offshoot of the main line is not unthinkable, as we have no idea who in the family holds the ancestral planet together while the baron is absent.

MUSE: danae sp*ncer FANDOM: the malicious dwellers of the zombie apocalypse RELATIVE: the properly dishonorable earl sp*ncer (father) DOES THIS MUSE BREAK CANON: yes, canon makes it clear the earl is the last of his family -- but. i can argue the phrasing 'end of his illustrious line' could mean the family name dies with him, as danae would be anticipated to take her husband's name, or as i write it, that danae was disowned, disinherited, and no more a true sp*ncer.

MUSE: julia mayfair FANDOM: cawabooty RELATIVE: v*kt*r r*zn*v (great-grandfather) DOES THIS MUSE BREAK CANON: in all honesty? no. we know nothing of the man's backstory or connections prior to the war, save that he had a father who was killed by germans. this is a case where you can say anything about her great-grandfather and there's nothing contradicting or supporting you. there's no canon to break.

#pupper called this my 'self inflicted naughty list and he's right --#juliatbt #danaetbt #odessabt #kaydentbt #laeriontbt #miratbt #lyatbt #zoryatbt #valastbt #straytbt #kokorotbt

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cromerholt · 1 year ago

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URL Song

Pick a Song for each letter of your URL, then tag as many people as there are letters in your URL

Tagged by @saxhleel hiiiiii :))

C: Car Crash Decisions - Crain

R: Russian Winter - Tamar Aphek

O: Only Anarchists are Pretty - World/Inferno Friendship Society

M: Marissa Wendelovske - End of a Year

E: Everything's Eventual - Spiritbox

R: Robespierre - billy woods

H: Honey in the Hair - Blackbird Raum

O: One Beer - MF DOOM

L: L'Via L'Viaquez - The Mars Volta

T: Today's Empires, Tomorrow's Ashes - Propagandhi

Im not tagging that many but Get This @noellevanious @phantomfitzroy @foolive @midbyte @thesexiestlobster @derekstronk @girldong

#I Literally Love shit like this BTW #Music is my life <3 I love music

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sweetrevxnge · 2 years ago

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Like Phantoms, Forever

Chapter Seventeen | The Shadow of the Past

Pairing: Ben Solo x Reader

Summary: Your destiny had never been clear to you, only becoming so when it led you to leaving behind the life you knew to train with the galaxy's sole Jedi Master, Luke Skywalker. His Jedi Academy became your new home, bringing with it the promise of someday becoming a Jedi Knight. While navigating the ways of the Force, an inexplicable connection forms between you and a fellow student—the heir to the legendary Skywalker bloodline, Ben Solo. Together, the two of you must face your destinies and forge the path to your true selves.

What to expect: fluff, violence, sexual content, general angst, mentions/descriptions of injury and death

Additional info: this story is set in 28 ABY, six years prior to the events of TFA

*concurrently being published on AO3 and Wattpad as well!

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Word count: 3.6k

Chapter-specific CW: description of injury, pharmaceutical drugs, mentions of death, light ptsd

A/N: listen... I know I'm slow to update, but this chapter is hands down one of my favorite ones so far, so I needed it to be p e r f e c t. I also uploaded ch. 2 of my vampire!kylo fic, so there's a little extra something for you guys. enjoy!

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When you finally woke, the first thing you saw was the soft glow of the twin suns peaking over the horizon, spilling through the blinds and onto the infirmary floor. For a moment, there was peace. A piece of time filled with utter tranquility as you blinked the sleep away from your eyes.

But it passed. A haze fell over you, dulling your senses like an old knife as it carved into a bone. The clarity of your vision faltered, producing a double image of every item of furniture in the room. Various machines beeped around you, a constant, low drone in your ears. The white light of the overhead lamps seemed blinding to your sensitive eyes.

Hanging beside you was a green bag, feeding into a translucent line that stopped in the crease of your elbow. Below the bag was a screen, flashing with words in Aurebesh that were too small for you to make out.

Yet, something else was missing. Something that had grown overly familiar to you in the past few days. There was no pain. No pounding in your head, or ache in your shoulder. It was gone, but not eliminated. It had only been buried, locked away deep inside of you, held back by the cocktail of chemicals coursing through you.

Over the drone of the monitors, you could faintly hear a hushed conversation, happening somewhere on the other side of the white curtain that separated your cot from the only other one in the infirmary. Though you couldn’t see them, you recognized the owners of the voices immediately.

“You understand my concerns though, don’t you?” Master Skywalker asked, exasperated.

“Yes, I do. But that’s exactly why we need to go together,” Ben said. “You said it yourself—it’s too risky to open up the Academy to the New Republic’s surveillance. For all we know, they’ve already been compromised. You can’t just leave everyone’s safety in their hands.”

“If what you said is true, then the Empire already knows where we are. Every second that passes is on borrowed time.” Though only a whisper, Master Skywalker’s irritation was clear.

The statement hung in the air. Guilt crashed into you like a tidal wave, pulling you under the surface. This entire mess was your fault. It was your father that had laced the food supply and endangered your peers, and though you had killed him, you didn’t feel victorious. Instead, all you felt was a gnawing pit in your stomach, slowly filling with shame and regret.

The gravity of your actions weighed on you, crushing your chest under its enormity. To wake from a nightmare and find that it had all been real. He was dead, either lying cold in an unmarked grave or reduced to ashes, locked away in a storage closet inside one of the many decaying Imperial bases scattered across the Outer Rim. Knowing that his blood coated your hands made you sick, but even now, you couldn’t be sure that it had been your hands. It was greater than that, an act fueled by something larger than yourself, a force more powerful than all of the suns in the galaxy.

You pinched your eyes shut, trying to ignore the memory as it played behind your lids. Ben’s voice served as an adequate distraction.

“And that’s why it’s crucial for you to stay here,” he said. “Master, I’m your most experienced student. I’ve spent nearly my entire life training to become a Jedi Knight. Let me prove to you that I’m worthy of that title.” His demand turned into a plea, beyond that of a pupil seeking approval from his mentor.

“I admire your spirit, Ben. I really do. And that is why I’m trusting you with the safety of my students.”

Disappointment sank through you. The exact scenario you had dreaded from the beginning was coming to fruition and you were powerless to stop it. As unfair as it was, Master Skywalker’s logic was sound—especially considering his prior suspicions of your close relationship with Ben. Nevertheless, your heart ached.

An unamused laugh rumbled in Ben’s chest. “Some responsibility that is. Protecting people who each have a lightsaber of their own, and enough sense to know how to use them correctly. I’m honored, really.”

“You misunderstand me–”

“No, I understand perfectly,” Ben hissed. “I’m capable enough to track her down halfway across the galaxy and bring her to safety, but not enough to take her on an authorized trip to Ilum—which as far as we know, has been deserted by all civilization for centuries–”

“How did you do it?” Master Skywalker interrupted.

“Do what?” Ben asked, his voice guarded.

“Exactly what you said. How you found her, trapped in an abandoned mining facility halfway across the galaxy. How did you do it?”

At that, you pried your eyes open again, watching their shadows move behind the curtain. You had asked him the same question and never received an answer.

Ben hesitated for a long moment before finally answering. “I’ve been having these…dreams.”

“Dreams?” Master Skywalker asked. “What kind of dreams?”

“It varies. Most of the time, the details are a blur. But other times, they’re vivid—almost real.”

“How so?”

Ben let out a shaky breath. “I’m not sure. All I know is that the night she was taken, just after I had fallen asleep, I had one. But this time, it felt less like a dream, and more like a vision.”

Despite Ben pausing for Master Skywalker’s response, he never received one. So, he filled the silence. “It felt like I was there, watching her get dragged out of her bed by Ren. But no matter how much I wanted to stop him, I was helpless. A bystander trapped inside my own mind.”

“And in this ‘dream’, you saw where they took her?” Master Skywalker’s question was equal parts cynical and weary.

“No,” Ben said. “I can’t really explain it, I just…” He paused, choosing his next words carefully. “Felt it.”

The ambiguity of his answer left you unsated, but seemingly was enough to conclude Master Skywalker’s interrogation. He was wise, more knowledgeable in the Force than you could ever wish to be. Perhaps all of this could be explained by the inexplicable ways of the Force—just like your connection with Ben. Mysteries best left unknown, you supposed.

“I sense that your feelings are clouded, Ben. I worry about you,” the Jedi Master said quietly.

Reluctantly, Ben replied, “There’s no need to.”

“These dreams you’re having are…unusual. Perhaps the Force is trying to warn you.”

“Warn me about what?” His tone was curt, more bold than yours would ever be when speaking to your Master.

You squirmed under the layers of blankets, suddenly uneasy about where this conversation was leading.

“Everything. The danger of forming attachments, the fear of loss. My own Master taught me these lessons—it’s only right that I pass them on to you.”

“That’s insane,” Ben scoffed, shifting his weight. “And I would’ve done the same for any of my classmates.”

“Really? You would’ve flown across the galaxy without my permission if, say, Voe had gone missing?”

The question must have struck a nerve, receiving no response from Ben. The vitriol for Voe that had been stowed away during the chaos quickly resurfaced, stronger than ever. You imagined what she would say if she knew the circumstances, that your father worked for the Empire this entire time. It was just the fuel she needed to turn your peers against you—once and for all.

A venomous feeling wrapped around your heart, sinking its claws deep into your flesh. Your pulse rose, and as it did, the machine recording each heartbeat grew louder, more rapid.

“Is that?” Ben asked in a hushed voice.

“She is awake,” 4-3B announced from the other end of the infirmary.

In the seconds that followed, you debated whether it was better to pretend that you were still sleeping, or give in and fully wake up. With little time to decide, you settled on a mix of both, inhaling deeply as you lazily rubbed the sleep from your eyes with the heel of your palms. As much as you would have liked for them to continue their conversation, you also knew that this was unavoidable—unless you could magically induce yourself into a coma.

Metal fingers wrapped around the white curtain as Master Skywalker pulled it back, revealing him and his nephew, both with unkempt hair and dark circles etched under their eyes.

“Hey kid, how are you feeling?” Master Skywalker asked, offering you a tender smile.

Ben’s gentle, brown eyes landed on you instantly, scanning your face. Your cheeks burned under his gaze. Stars, you missed him. Close to you, holding you. But now wasn’t the time.

You cleared your throat. “I’ve been better,” you croaked, reaching for the pitcher of water beside you. Unfortunately for you, it was set on the table by your injured arm, the one that was still wrapped in bacta patches. Weakly, you gripped the handle of it, disappointed to find that the bacta treatments had only healed your bones—not your strength.

It took all your effort to raise the straw to your lips. Water spilled from the spout of the pitcher and onto your blankets, shocking your warm skin beneath. Before you dropped it, Ben’s hand clasped onto yours and steadily guided it to your lips.

“Thank you,” you said in a small voice, pinching the straw between your fingers and taking a few, long sips of the cold water.

Ben smiled and nodded in response before setting the pitcher down. “Let me get you a new blanket, too.”

“No, it’s okay. I already have too many as it is.” You managed a smile as you pinched the stack of fabric covering you.

“Since you arrived, your temperature has been below the normal parameters. In order for you to recover in a timely manner, I have placed multiple exothermic blankets on you and adjusted the heat settings in the infirmary,” 4-3B explained, shuffling over to your bed. It was holding a sleek, silver tray with an array of fresh bacta patches spread over it.

“I’m getting you a new blanket, whether you like it or not,” Ben said, already scouring the room for a fresh one.

“Any updates, Threebee?” Master Skywalker asked, peering at the new patches as the droid set them down on your table.

“By my calculations, as well as her impressive response to the initial bacta treatments, she should recover fully in the next week.”

“Oh, that’s wonderful!” he said, beaming at you. “As soon as you’re feeling up to it, you and Ben will go to Ilum. Now more than ever, you need a lightsaber that is attuned to you.”

You blinked. Did you mishear him? Or had he really changed his mind in the last five minutes? Behind Master Skywalker stood Ben, a smile ghosting his lips. You wondered if his heart was beating as fast as yours was.

Embarking on this journey seemed mundane in comparison to what you had survived. But despite the unknowns that laid ahead—particularly the looming threat of being hunted by the First Order—there was also anticipation, excitement. To experience adventure with Ben. A taste of the life that, for now, was not an option—and likely would never be. It was all you had ever wanted, and it was finally happening.

“Artoo will accompany you two in my place,” Master Skywalker added.

“What?” Ben said, returning with a folded blanket in his hands. “Does Geegee not meet your standards?”

“I hardly see how having two droids instead of one is a hindrance.”

Your eyes darted between the two men. “Excuse me, who’s Artoo?” you asked sheepishly.

“He’s my astromech unit,” Master Skywalker answered before looking at Ben. “And he will be going with you, or you won’t go at all.”

Ben shook his head in disbelief as he peeled the damp blanket back and draped the new one in its place. “Fine.”

Master Skywalker flashed a wry smile at his nephew before clearing his throat. “Now Ben, Threebee, if you both don’t mind, I’d like to speak with her. Alone.”

Ben’s eyes flicked between yours and Master Skywalker’s before he nodded reluctantly, turning his back to the both of you and letting the door slam shut behind him. You winced at the sound.

“Of course, Master. I will come back later,” the droid said, abandoning the tray of patches and hobbling behind the curtain, out of sight.

Ignoring his nephew’s rather dramatic exit, Master Skywalker pulled a chair closer to the bed and sat down, smoothing out the front of his robes. Blood thrummed in your ears and your head pounded as you propped yourself up on your elbows, biting down on your lip when you shifted your weight onto your injured arm. Whatever analgesic was infusing through the line was quickly neutralized when you started moving.

Swinging your legs over the edge of the bed, you faced him, avoiding his gaze. Without him saying a word, you already knew exactly what conversation would ensue.

The two of you were quiet for a moment, chests rising and falling with every breath, before he clasped his hands around yours, squeezing firmly. In the silence, his gray eyes spoke volumes, carrying a heavy weight.

“I cannot overstate how grateful I am for your safe return,” he said, his lips trembling as he pressed them into a tight line. “And I feel it’s necessary that I apologize.”

Your hand burned between his—not from discomfort, but rather from the contrast of heat against your cold skin. 4-3B had been right about your body temperature. The sensation made your condition seem real, less like clinical words being thrown around.

“You have nothing to apologize for, Master,” you said, shaking your head. “It wasn’t your fault. It was no one’s fault but my own.”

He sighed through his nose. “I was afraid you would say that.”

Taken aback, you remained quiet. It was the truth—all of this was your fault. If it weren’t for your lunatic father stalking you and wreaking havoc upon your life, you wouldn’t be in this situation, sitting across from your apologetic Master, heavily medicated in an infirmary. Truthfully, this was the best case scenario. No one else was hurt—excluding, of course, those who had impeded your efforts to get back to the Academy. But collateral damage was a consequence of war, which by the looks of it, was on the horizon. It was only a matter of time before the First Order resurfaced. Then, it would be your responsibility to help eliminate them, to snuff out the smoldering remains of the Empire.

Master Skywalker continued. “I failed to protect you—to protect all of my students. This is my burden to bear, not yours.” Releasing your hand, he leaned back, his knuckles white against the arms of the chair. “Lately, things have been…clouded. I can no longer rely on the Force alone for insight, but I will find other means to protect the Academy. I promise you this—from now on, you will be safe here. Always.”

You nodded in understanding. But there was more to the story, more that he didn’t know. Ben had only told him what he had seen—the rekindled power of the Empire. It was your responsibility to tell him what happened on Zeffo, admit to what you did. Sweat gathered in your palms at the memory of your father’s death, the image of him lying lifeless on the ground burned into your eyes. What would Master Skywalker think of you when he knew? Would this be the offense that broke the dam? Expulsion seemed like the best outcome of making this confession.

“Master, there’s something else you should know,” you said, afraid to raise your voice above a whisper.

His shoulders sagged. “I know. The Empire is rising again.” His defeat was tangible, as if he had single-handedly let down the entire galaxy. In fairness, you couldn’t imagine how he must have felt, given his role in destroying it nearly thirty years ago. A rebel with an unbreakable spirit, now forced to watch helplessly as insurgents breathed life back into the entity he had fought to dismantle.

“Ben told me,” he sighed. “I’ve already contacted my sister in Republic City. The New Republic special forces will handle this.”

“It’s not that—well, it is that, too. There’s more.” The words were heavy on your tongue, sticking like molasses. A tiny voice in your head reminded you that you were not obligated to tell him—you weren’t obligated to tell anyone. But the nagging feeling in your gut told you that honesty was the only path to inner peace.

“The person responsible for this operation wasn’t just some Imperial zealot. It was my dad. My own father did this to me.”

Master Skywalker clenched and released his jaw, digesting the information. “That’s…” He paused. “Terrible.”

You nodded in agreement, unsure what to say.

“I imagine that must have been very difficult to cope with,” he added.

“It was. My entire life changed in an instant, and honestly, I don’t really know if I’ll ever come to terms with it,” you said, swallowing the lump forming in your throat. Master Skywalker watched you from his seat, completely silent.

“But it doesn’t matter now. He’s dead.” You paused, hesitating one last time. “I killed him.”

A heavy silence fell over the room, making the air thick and difficult to breathe. You let out a shaky breath in relief. The burden was gone, but it was short-lived. Involuntary tears pricked at the corners of your eyes, burning your skin.

When he didn’t respond, you scrambled to articulate something to soften what you had just admitted. But what could you say? The Jedi were peacekeepers, protectors of the light—and more and more, you found yourself straying from its path.

“Master, I-I’m a monster,” you whispered, warm tears pouring over.

“What he did to you wasn’t right. Acting out of self-defense does not make you a monster,” he finally said, his voice calm.

You lowered your gaze to your hands, now resting in your lap. “Only I wasn’t acting in self-defense. When I asked him where my mother was, he admitted to murdering her. He compared her to a sick animal.” Blood boiled under your skin at the memory. “And when he said that, I wanted to hurt him—more than I’ve ever wanted to do anything. I wanted him to feel the way I did, how my mom felt when she died by his hand.”

With narrowed eyes, he stared at you, an inscrutable emotion written across his face. Not one of malice or disappointment, but something akin to curiosity.

Releasing a long breath, you added, “I wanted justice.”

“I can see why,” he said, resting his jaw on his metal hand. “The conflict you felt is…familiar to me.”

Of all the reactions you had anticipated, empathy was not one of them.

“It is?” you asked.

“Yes. Decades have passed now, but the feeling still lingers. The disappointment. The anguish.” His gaze was distant as he spoke, silently reliving his own experience.

“What did you do?” you asked. “I mean—what did you do to get rid of it?”

He drew in a long breath before exhaling with a renewed energy, his eyes brighter. “Time passed. Meditation helped me organize my thoughts, sort through my emotions before tucking them away in their designated spaces…” His thought trailed off into oblivion, but you didn’t want to intrude. He was being gracious enough by sharing at all.

“It was my father, too,” he said reluctantly. “The source of my conflict, my sorrow—it was him.”

His confession ignited hope in your chest, a hope that you, too, could be reprieved.

“I won’t bore you with the details, but his actions could be categorized in a similar way as your father’s. Heinous acts, hurting the people he once loved…” He pressed a finger over his mouth in thought, twisting his peppered beard between his fingers. “For a long time, I blamed myself. I thought that if I had just known earlier, then somehow I could’ve stopped him. Put an end to his cruelty.”

“And did you?” you asked, lost in his story. “Were you able to stop him?”

He let out a soft sigh. “In a way, yes. But the darkness had its claws in him, and there was no absolution for him in this world. In the end, he taught me a lesson—one that I will carry with me forever. Just as you will, too.”

Admiration filled your chest. Throughout the galaxy, Luke Skywalker was a legend, a myth told by firesides and to children before they fell asleep. But he was alive—a living, breathing being with more adventures in his pocket than most would have in a lifetime. And here he was, in the flesh, relating to your experience.

“Master, teach me how to process these feelings. I need your guidance, now more than ever,” you pleaded, curling your fists around the blankets in your lap.

“And you will have it. But first, you need to rest. Strengthening your mind will require all of your energy—your body will need to be healed before you are able to,” he said, standing from his seat and placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. “Until then, try to find solace in knowing that, in their own ways, your parents are at peace.”

With that, he left, easing the door closed behind him. A calmness washed over you, drenching you in a radiant warmth, soaking through your skin and bones. Through the clouds came slivers of light—thin and feeble, but unyielding. A sunset falling beyond the horizon, only to give life to the stars glowing in the night sky.

This was the lesson. Without darkness, the light was impossible.

#I even managed to find a gif that has a heart monitor in the background I AM A GOD #ben solo #ben solo x reader #kylo ren #kylo ren x reader #kylo ren x y/n #kylo ren x you #ben solo x fem!reader #ben solo x you #star wars #star wars fanfiction #star wars self insert #kylo ren smut #ben solo smut #my writing

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bastsoldtrollblog · 3 years ago

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[REDACTED] crashed through building after building, the scent of blood filling her nose.

Tiny trolls fled and hid, but neither in their constructions nor their streets were they safe from her. In the open, they were burned to ash by her flames. Their homes were collapsed on top of them, crushing and trapping them, and the damage was too catastrophic for everyone to be saved.

A metal jaw. Long flowing hair, a single burning purple eye, a muscular frame. For a second, [REDACTED] thought she saw her last daughter in the flesh again.

And that woman had leapt into the air, aiming a spear to strike her heart.

. . . .

P I E R C E

[REDACTED] could sense this troll’s power. Something seemed to shatter, whether it was her barrier, or something else; The final chain of her fated immortality snapped and sealed her fate. She was to die.

The troll’s weight slamming into her was enough to knock the air from her lungs. A useless growl escaped her as the seadweller’s spear sank clear into her chest, she felt it lancing through her flesh, into her heart, into her very core.

[REDACTED] thrashed, catching the woman with a talon and sending her flying into a half-collapsed building. The spear still painfully piercing her chest she took flight, spattering the streets with blood as she streaked above them.

She flew until she was alone. Neither near, nor too far. She collapsed in the dry dirt, wheezing as blood slowly filled her lungs. She watched as the sun began to sink below the horizon, and wondered if she would survive to see the next dawn.

How useless her final struggle had been.

And yet.

How wonderful it was that trollkind had such individuals, capable of striking down their own gods. It was that very seadweller who had taken her Alrai’s life. She could see it in her eyes.

How foolish she had been to try to strip her gifts from trollkind. They had no need of them to destroy her.

Distantly she heard the slam of a troll vehicle door. She did not bother to shift her head until she heard footsteps approaching, a single troll.

The troll stopped when she moved. She narrowed her eyes at him, gently. He looked tired and perhaps a bit afraid, holding a rifle in his hands as though it might protect him, but he did not point it at her. What seemed most plain on his face was grief.

“Come closer, little one.”

He did so, hesitantly, as though fighting the movement of his own muscles but unable to prevent himself from heeding her. Once more, as though doubting himself, he reached out and lay a hand gently on her neck.

“Do you not think me terrible?”

“Not so much that you deserve this fate.” The troll murmured, his mouth seeming dry. “But we didn’t deserve it, either.” He ran his hand further along her scales, looking down at the ground.

[REDACTED] closed her eyes.

He had seen so much death by her. She could smell it on him, smoke and blood and dust from rubble. And yet he couldn’t find it in his heart to hate her. Far from it.

“Can I save you?” She heard him ask, and opened her eyes again. He was looking at her, and she could see it was neither grief nor hatred burning in his mismatched teal eyes.

She recalled how one of her gifted ones had thrown himself onto her cage to release her. How he had used every scrap of his own power to reverse the actions of another.

Her tone gentle, she narrowed her eyes again.

“Do your best, little one.”

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moths-wc-aus · 3 years ago

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my personal suffix list

adder, ant, ash, aspen

babble, bark, beam, bee, bellow, belly, berry, bird, bite, blaze, bloom, blossom, blotch, bounce, bramble, branch, breath, breeze, briar, brindle, bristle, brook, bud, bumble, burn, burr, burst, bush, buzz

call, catcher, chaser, cherry, chirp, chive, claw, cloud, clover, cough, crash, crawl, creek, creep, crow, cry, current

daisy, dance, dancer, dapple, dash, dawn, daze, dive, dove, drop, dusk, dust

ear, ears, echo, ember, eye, eyes

face, fall, fallow, fang, feather, fern, field, fin, fire, fish, flake, flame, flare, flash, fleck, flicker, flight, flood, flower, fluff, flurry, flutter, foot, fox, freckle, frond, frost, fruit, fur, fuzz

gaze, glade, gleam, glimmer, glow, gorse, grass, grove

hail, hare, hawk, haze, heart, heather, holly, honey, hop, hope, howl, hunter, hush

ice, iris, ivy

jaw, jay, jump, jumper

kestrel, kindle

lake, larch, lark, lavender, leaf, leap, leaves, leg, lichen, light, lilac, lily, lion, lizard, lotus

mallow, marsh, mask, meadow, minnow, mint, mist, moon, moss, moth, mouse, mumble, murmur

needle, nettle, night, nose, nut

oak, oat, olive

pad, parsley, patch, path, pearl, pebble, pelt, perch, petal, pigeon, plume, pond, pool, poppy, pounce, prickle, puddle

quail, quill

rain, raven, reed, ripple, rise, river, roar, root, rose, rubble, runner, rush

sage, sand, scar, screech, sedge, seed, seeker, shade, shadow, shatter, shell, shimmer, shine, shiver, shriek, sight, skies, skip, sky, slate, slip, smoke, snap, sneeze, snow, song, soot, spark, sparrow, speck, speckle, splash, splotch, spot, spots, spring, stalk, stalker, stare, stem, step, sting, stone, storm, streak, stream, stride, strike, stripe, sun, swipe, swirl, swoop

tail, talon, thicket, thistle, thorn, throat, thunder, tide, toe, tongue, tooth, trail, tuft, tumble, twitch

valley, venom, vine, vole

wail, warble, watcher, water, weaver, weed, whirl, whisker, whiskers, whisper, whistle, whorl, willow, wind, wing, wish, wolf, wood

yawn, yowl

#warriors #warrior cats #mod ramblings #warriors suffixes #warrior names #name help #my resources

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everdoeswriting · 28 days ago

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thanks for the tag icy! here's me, just ur local tired enby 💕

tagging ppl i see in my activity a lot: @c-r-ash-crash @conspiring-limabean @birodactyloftheblog & anyone else who'd like to! no pressure if you don't want to as well :)

Challenge >:3

using this picrew make it look like you :D

no magical color eyes

Make it look as much like you as possible

you can do whatever with the background and stuff tho

Tagging: @ranboothesillyartist @raccoon-in-a-dumpster @i-ate-your-children @anonymouscringe @spideygal @seagull-dustin @sotogalmo @maecraft @i-like-cats-and-stars36 @ascendeddd @astertheabbs

@deadpuppetboi @connectionterminated13

#tag game #long post #picrew

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lucifersresources · 4 years ago

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as always, feel free to alter/change pronouns/etc to fit!

look alive, sunshine/na na na.

" the future is bulletproof. "

" the aftermath is secondary. "

" i'll take what i want from your heart. "

" keep your apology. "

" kiss me you animal. "

" everybody wants to change the world. "

" no one wants to die. "

" make no apology. "

" it's death or victory. "

" crash and burn, young and loaded. "

" i'd rather go to hell than be in purgatory. "

" let this world explode. "

bulletproof heart.

" i'm who i've got to be. "

" these pigs are after me. "

" run away, like it was yesterday. "

" i got a bulletproof heart. "

" got a photograph dream on the getaway mile. "

" let's blow a hole in this town. "

" everybody knows you don't ever wanna come back. "

" let me be the one to save you. "

" i'm shooting out of this room. "

" i sure don't like the company. "

" stop your preaching right there, coz i really don't care. "

" get me out of my head. "

" i know how much you hate this. "

" are you gonna be the one to save us? "

" will you mean it when the end comes reeling? "

" hold your heart into this darkness. "

" i ain't gonna be the one left standing. "

" this world is after me. "

sing.

" you've got to be what tomorrow needs. "

" use your voice every single time you open up your mouth. "

" sing about everyone that you left behind. "

" you've got to make a choice. "

" raise your voice every single time they try and shut your mouth. "

" sell it till your last days. "

" buy yourself a motivation. "

" generation nothing, nothing but a dead scene. "

" wrote it for the ones who want to get away. "

" keep running. "

planetary (GO!)

" if my velocity starts to make you sweat then just don't let go. "

" heaven ain't got a vacancy. "

" truth is now acceptable. "

" fame is now injectable. "

" faith is unavailable. "

" i can't slow down, i won't be waiting for you. "

" i won't be waiting for you. "

" i can't stop now. "

" this planet's ours to defend. "

" ain't got no time to pretend. "

" don't fuck around, this is our last chance. "

" just leave the party with me and never go home. "

" you ruin everything. "

" let's ruin everything. "

" (this is) the sound of my vendetta against the ones who planned it. "

" you keep eternity. "

" we're taking back control. "

" light up the effigy. "

" take the money and run. "

" i've got nothing to lose, you've got nothing to say. "

" i think i better go now. "

the only hope for me is you.

" remember me. "

" where will you stand when all the lights go out? "

" where were you when all of the embers fell? "

" i still remember them covered in ash. "

" i still think of all the bombs they build. "

" if there's a place that i could be, then i'd be another memory. "

" can i be the only hope for you? "

" you're the only hope for me. "

" we'll have to make it on our own. "

" face all the pain, and take it on. "

" what have we learned? "

" what have we learned? other than people burn in purifying flame. "

" though you can see me smile i still think of the guns they sell. "

" the only hope for me is you alone. "

jet-star & the kobra kid/traffic report & party poison.

" keep your gun close. "

" die with your mask on if you've got to. "

" everybody pay attention to me. "

" i got the answer. "

" hide your eyes. "

" we're gonna shine tonight. "

" i gotta shout this out so everybody knows. "

" this ain't a party. "

" here comes the gang war. "

" we'd be killing ourselves by sleeping in. "

" ain't nobody gonna take my life. "

" ain't nobody gonna get the best of me. "

save yourself, i'll hold them back.

" i'm coming for you now. "

" i hope you're ready for a firefight. "

" the devil's got your number. "

" we're never leaving this place alive. "

" we'll never die. "

" get off the ledge and drop the knife. "

" not a victim of a victim's life. "

" this ain't a room full of suicide. "

" we're believers, i believe tonight. "

" we can leave this world, leave it all behind. "

" we can live forever if you've got the time. "

" save yourself tonight. "

" i'll tell you all how the story ends. "

" the good guys die and the bad guys win. "

" this ain't about all the friend you made but the graffiti they write on your grave. "

" salute the dead and lead the fight. "

" who gives a damn if we lose the war? "

" let the walls come down, let the engines roar. "

" i'm the only friend that makes you cry. "

" you're a heart attack in black hair dye. "

" save yourself, i'll hold them back tonight. "

S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W.

" make a wish when your childhood dies. "

" we're all alone tonight. "

" hold your breath. "

" i'll keep you safe inside. "

" never mind about the shape i'm in. "

" leave a dream where the fallout lies. "

" love won't stop this bomb. "

summertime.

" when the lights go out, will you take me with you? "

" will you take me with you and carry all this broken bone? "

" you pick me off the ground. "

" if you stay, i would even wait all night. "

" i would even wait all night, or until my heart explodes. "

" how long till we find our way in the dark and out of harm? "

" you can run away with me. "

" you can run away with me anytime you want. "

" terrified of what i'd be. "

" people try and put the pieces back together, just to smash them down. "

" you stopped the noise. "

" don't walk away. "

the kids from yesterday.

" this could be the last of all the rides we take. "

" hold on tight and don't look back. "

" we don't care about the message or the rules they make. "

" i'll find you when the sun goes black. "

" you only live forever in the lights you make. "

" when we were young we used to say that you only hear the music when your heart begins to break. "

" you only hear the music when your heart begins to break. "

" are are the kids from yesterday. "

" they only care if you can bleed. "

" here we are and we won't stop breathing. "

" yell it out till your heart stops beating. "

vampire money.

" we came to fuck. "

" sing it like the kids that are mean to you. "

" kids don't care if you're alright, honey. "

" pills don't help. "

" gimme some of that vampire money. "

" you look like somebody i used to know. "

" get your finger on the trigger. "

we don't need another song about california.

" give up or give it a shot. "

" money's all you got. "

" stop and stare at the accidents and stars that bore you. "

" we don't dare to sing another song for california. "

" everybody hears but no one needs to try. "

" fake your life. "

" the city lights are hopeless for you. "

zero percent.

" i don't like being alone. "

" synthetic animals like me never have a home. "

" i'm not the one you will be walking through. "

" if you kill him for me, well, then i'll kill him for you. "

" kill him for me. "

" i'll meet you down at the metro station. "

" i'm gonna show you how much i love you. "

" i hope you die. "

" if heaven wants to take us they can try. "

" i'm so glad right now. heartbreak, heartbeats got the eyes on you. "

" i got something to prove. "

" i got a knack for elimination. "

#rp meme #sentence starters #rp sentence starters #lyrics rp meme #mcr rp meme #mcr lyrics rp meme #my chemical romance rp meme

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howlermemes · 5 years ago

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𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐤𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐭 l y r i c s t a r t e r s

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[ track 01 ] the 1 ❛ I'm doing good! I'm on some new shit. ❜ ❛ I thought I saw you at the bus stop. ❜ ❛ I hit the ground running each night. ❜ ❛ You know, the greatest films of all time were never made. ❜ ❛ If you wanted me, you really should have showed. ❜ ❛ If you never bleed, you're never gonna grow. ❜ ❛ It's alright now. ❜ ❛ We were something, don't you think so? ❜ ❛ If my wishes came true, it would have been you. ❜ ❛ In my defense — I have none for never leaving well enough alone. ❜ ❛ It would have been fun if you would have been the one. ❜ ❛ I had this dream you're doing cool shit, having adventures on your own. ❜ ❛ We never painted by the numbers, baby. ❜ ❛ We were making it count. ❜ ❛ You know the greatest loves of all time are over now. ❜ ❛ I guess you never know. ❜ ❛ It's another day of waking up alone. ❜ ❛ If one thing had been different, would everything be different today? ❜ ❛ It would have been sweet if it could've been me. ❜ ❛ In my defense, I have none for digging up the grave another time. ❜

[ track 02 ] cardigan ❛ When you are young, they assume you know nothing. ❜ ❛ Baby, kiss it better. ❜ ❛ I was your favorite. ❜ ❛ A friend to all is a friend to none. ❜ ❛ Chase two girls, lose the one. ❜ ❛ To kiss in cars and downtown bars was all we needed. ❜ ❛ You drew stars around my scars and now I'm bleeding. ❜ ❛ I knew you tried to change the ending. ❜ ❛ I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss. ❜ ❛ I knew you'd haunt all of my what-ifs. ❜ ❛ I knew everything when I was young. ❜ ❛ I knew I'd curse you for the longest time. ❜ ❛ I knew you'd miss me once the thrill expired, and you'd be standing in my front porch light. ❜ ❛ I knew you'd come back to me. ❜

[ track 03 ] the last great american dynasty ❛ How did a middle-class divorcee do it? ❜ ❛ The wedding was a charming, if a little gauche. ❜ ❛ There's only so far new money goes. ❜ ❛ Their parties were tasteful, if a little loud. ❜ ❛ It must have been her fault his heart gave out. ❜ ❛ There goes the last great American dynasty. ❜ ❛ Who knows, if she never showed up, what could have been. ❜ ❛ There goes the maddest woman this town has ever seen. ❜ ❛ They say she was seen on occasion, pacing the rocks, staring out the sea. ❜ ❛ In a feud with her neighbor, she stole his dog and dyed it key lime green. ❜ ❛ Fifty years is a long time. ❜ ❛ Who knows, if I never showed up, what could've been. ❜ ❛ I had a marvelous time ruining everything. ❜ ❛ I had a marvelous time. ❜

[ track 04 ] exile ❛ I can see you standing, honey, with his arms around your body. ❜ ❛ I think I've seen this film before, and I didn't like the ending. ❜ ❛ You're not my homeland anymore. ❜ ❛ What am I defending now? ❜ ❛ You were my town. Now I'm in exile, seeing you out. ❜ ❛ I can see you staring, honey, like he's just your understudy, like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me. ❜ ❛ You'd get your knuckles bloody for me. ❜ ❛ Those eyes add insult to injury. ❜ ❛ I'm not your problem anymore. ❜ ❛ Who am I offending now? ❜ ❛ You were my crown. Now I'm in exile, seeing you out. ❜ ❛ I'm leaving out the side door. ❜ ❛ There is no amount of crying I can do for you. ❜ ❛ All this time, we always walked a very thin line. ❜ ❛ You didn't even hear me out. ❜ ❛ You never gave a warning sign. ❜ ❛ I gave so many signs. ❜ ❛ All this time, I never learned to read your mind. ❜ ❛ I couldn't turn things around. ❜ ❛ You never turned things around. ❜ ❛ You didn't even see the signs. ❜

[ track 05 ] my tears ricochet ❛ If I'm on fire, you'll be made of ashes, too. ❜ ❛ Even on my worst day, did I deserve, babe — all the hell you gave me? ❜ ❛ I loved you, I swear I loved you, until my dying day. ❜ ❛ I didn't have it in myself to go with grace. ❜ ❛ You're the hero flying around, saving face. ❜ ❛ If I'm dead to you, why were you at the wake? ❜ ❛ Look at how my tears ricochet. ❜ ❛ We gather stones, never knowing what they'll mean. ❜ ❛ You know I didn't want to have to haunt you. ❜ ❛ What a ghostly scene. ❜ ❛ You used to tell me I was brave. ❜ ❛ I can go anywhere I want. Anywhere I want, just not home. ❜ ❛ You can aim for my heart — go for blood. ❜ ❛ You would still miss me in your bones. ❜ ❛ I still talk to you when I'm screaming at the sky. ❜ ❛ You had to kill me, but it killed you just the same. ❜ ❛ You turned into your worst fears. ❜ ❛ You're tossing out blame, drunk on this pain, crossing out the good years. ❜

[ track 06 ] mirrorball ❛ I'll show you every version of yourself tonight. ❜ ❛ When I break, it's a million pieces. ❜ ❛ Hush. ❜ ❛ You'll find me on my tallest tip-toes, spinning in my highest heels, love — shining just for you. ❜ ❛ I know they said the end is near. ❜ ❛ I can change everything about me to fit in. ❜ ❛ You're not like the regulars. ❜ ❛ I'm still on that tightrope. ❜ ❛ I'm still trying everything to get you laughing at me. ❜ ❛ I'm still a believer, but I don't know why. ❜ ❛ I've never been a natural. ❜ ❛ All I do is try, try, try. ❜ ❛ I'm still trying everything to keep you looking at me. ❜

[ track 07 ] seven ❛ Please picture me in the trees. ❜ ❛ I hit my peak at seven, feet in the swing over the creek. ❜ ❛ I was too scared to jump in, but I was high in the sky. ❜ ❛ Are there still beautiful things? ❜ ❛ Cross your heart. ❜ ❛ Though I can't recall your face, I still got love for you. ❜ ❛ Love you to the moon and to Saturn. ❜ ❛ The love lasts so long. ❜ ❛ I've been meaning to tell you, I think your house is haunted. ❜ ❛ Your dad is always mad. ❜ ❛ I think you should come live with me. ❜ ❛ We can be pirates! ❜ ❛ You won't have to cry or hide in the closet. ❜ ❛ Our love will be passed on. ❜ ❛ I used to scream ferociously any time I wanted. ❜ ❛ Pack your dolls and a sweater. ❜

[ track 08 ] august ❛ Salt air and the rust on your door — I never needed anything more. ❜ ❛ I can see us lost in the memory. ❜ ❛ August slipped away into a moment in time, because it was never mine. ❜ ❛ I was see us twisted in bedsheets. ❜ ❛ August sipped away like a bottle of wine, because you were never mine. ❜ ❛ Will you call me when you're back at school? ❜ ❛ I remember thinking I had you. ❜ ❛ It was never mine. ❜ ❛ You were never mine. ❜ ❛ For me, it was enough to live for the hope of it all. ❜ ❛ I canceled plans just in case you'd call. ❜ ❛ Meet me behind the mall. ❜ ❛ So much for summer love and saying "us". ❜ ❛ You weren't mine to lose. ❜ ❛ Do you remember? ❜ ❛ Remember when I pulled up and said "Get in the car." ❛ I was living for the hope of it all. ❜

[ track 09 ] this is me trying ❛ I've been having a hard time adjusting. ❜ ❛ I didn't know if you'd care if I came back. ❜ ❛ I have a lot of regrets about that. ❜ ❛ Maybe I don't quite know what to say. ❜ ❛ I'm here in your doorway. ❜ ❛ I just wanted you to know this is me trying. ❜ ❛ I got wasted like all my potential. ❜ ❛ My words shoot to kill when I'm mad. I have a lot of regrets about that. ❜ ❛ I was so ahead of the curve, the curve became a sphere. ❜ ❛ I ended up here, pouring my heart out to a stranger. ❜ ❛ I didn't pour the whiskey. ❜ ❛ At least I'm trying. ❜ ❛ It's hard to be at a party when I feel like an open wound. ❜ ❛ It's hard to be anywhere these days when all I want is you. ❜ ❛ You're a flashback in a film reel on the one screen in my town. ❜

[ track 10 ] illicit affairs ❛ Make sure nobody sees you leave. ❜ ❛ Tell your friends you're out for a run. ❜ ❛ You'll be flushed when you return. ❜ ❛ Take the road less traveled by. ❜ ❛ Tell yourself you can always stop. ❜ ❛ What started in beautiful rooms, ends with meeting in parking lots. ❜ ❛ That's the thing about illicit affairs — and clandestine meetings and longing stares. ❜ ❛ It's born from just one single glance, but it dies and it dies and it dies a million little times. ❜ ❛ You leave no trace behind. ❜ ❛ Take the words for what they are — a dwindling mercurial high, a drug that only worked the first few hundred times. ❜ ❛ They show their truth one single time, but they lie and they lie and they lie. A million little times. ❜ ❛ Don't call me "kid". ❜ ❛ Don't call me "baby". ❜ ❛ Look at this godforsaken mess that you made me. ❜ ❛ You showed me colors you know I can't see with anyone else. ❜ ❛ Look at this idiotic fool that you made me. ❜ ❛ You taught me a secret language I can't speak with anyone else. ❜ ❛ You know damn well, for you, I would ruin myself a million little times. ❜

[ track 11 ] invisible string ❛ I used to think I would meet somebody there. ❜ ❛ Teal was the color of your shirt when you were sixteen at the yogurt shop. ❜ ❛ Time, curious time. ❜ ❛ Were there clues I didn't see? ❜ ❛ Isn't it just so pretty to think all along there was some invisible string tying you to me? ❜ ❛ You ate at my favorite spot for dinner. ❜ ❛ She said I looked like an American singer. ❜ ❛ Time, mystical time — cutting me open, then healing me fine. ❜ ❛ Something wrapped all of my past mistakes in barbed wire. ❜ ❛ One single thread of gold tied me to you. ❜ ❛ Gold was the color of the leaves when you around Centennial Park. ❜ ❛ Hell was the journey, but it brought me to heaven. ❜ ❛ Time, wondrous time, gave me the blues and then purple-pink skies. ❜ ❛ It's cool, baby, with me. ❜

[ track 12 ] mad woman ❛ What did you think I'd say to that? ❜ ❛ Does a scorpion sting when fighting back? ❜ ❛ They strike to kill, and you know I will. ❜ ❛ What do you sing on your drive home? ❜ ❛ Do you see my face in the neighbors lawn? ❜ ❛ Fuck you forever. ❜ ❛ Every time you call me crazy, I get more crazy. ❜ ❛ When you say I seem angry, I get more angry. ❜ ❛ There's nothing like a mad woman. ❜ ❛ What a shame she went mad. ❜ ❛ No one likes a mad woman. You made her like that. ❜ ❛ You'll poke that bear 'till her claws come out and you find something to wrap your noose around. ❜ ❛ I breathe flames each time I talk. ❜ ❛ They say "Move On," but you know I won't. ❜ ❛ Women like hunting witches too, doing your dirtiest work for you. ❜ ❛ It's obvious that wanting me dead has really brought you two together. ❜ ❛ I'm taking my time. ❜ ❛ You took everything from me. ❜ ❛ She should be mad, should be scathing like me. ❜

[ track 13 ] epiphany ❛ I think he's bleeding out. ❜ ❛ Some things you just can't speak about. ❜ ❛ With you, I serve. With you, I fall down. ❜ ❛ I think she's crashing out. ❜ ❛ Only twenty minutes to sleep. ❛ You dream of some epiphany — just one single glimpse of relief. ❜

[ track 14 ] betty ❛ I won't make assumptions. ❜ ❛ I think it's because of me. ❜ ❛ One time, I was riding on my skateboard when I passed your house. ❜ ❛ It's like I couldn't breathe. ❜ ❛ You heard the rumors. ❜ ❛ You can't believe a word she says most times. But this time, it was true. ❜ ❛ The worst thing that I ever did was what I did to you. ❜ ❛ If I just showed up at your party, would you have me? ❜ ❛ Would you want me? ❜ ❛ Would you tell me to go fuck myself? ❜ ❛ In the garden, would you trust me if I told you it was a just a summer thing? ❜ ❛ I'm only seventeen. I don't know anything. ❜ ❛ I don't know anything, but I know I miss you. ❜ ❛ I know where it all went wrong. ❜ ❛ I was nowhere to be found. ❜ ❛ I hate crowds. You know that. ❜ ❛ I saw you dance with him. ❜ ❛ I was walking home on broken cobblestones, just thinking of you. ❛ She pulled up like a figment of my worst intentions. ❜ ❛ Get in. Let's drive. ❜ ❛ I dreamt of you all summer long. ❜ ❛ I planned it out for weeks now. ❜ ❛ It's finally sinking in. ❜ ❛ Right now is the last time. ❜ ❛ I can dream about what happens when you can see my face again. ❜ ❛ The only thing I wanna do is make it up to you. ❜ ❛ Will you have me? ❜ ❛ Will you love me? ❜ ❛ Will you kiss me on the porch in front of all your stupid friends? ❜ ❛ If you kiss me, will it be just like I dreamed it? ❜ ❛ I don't know anything. ❜

[ track 15 ] peace ❛ Our coming-of-age has come and gone. ❜ ❛ I never had the courage of my convictions, as long as danger is near. ❜ ❛ It's just around the corner, darlin. ❜ ❛ I could never give you peace. ❜ ❛ I'm a fire and I'll keep your brittle heart warm. ❜ ❛ All these people think love's for show, but I would die for you in secret. ❜ ❛ The devil's in the details, but you got a friend in me. ❜ ❛ Would it be enough if I could never give you peace? ❜ ❛ Your integrity makes me seem small. ❜ ❛ I talk shit with my friends. It's like I'm wasting your honor. ❜ ❛ Is it enough? ❜ ❛ I'd give you my sunshine, give you my best. ❜ ❛ The rain is always gonna come if you're standing with me. ❜

[ track 16 ] hoax ❛ This has broken me down. ❜ ❛ This has frozen my ground. ❜ ❛ Give me a reason. ❜ ❛ Your faithless love's the only hoax I believe in. ❜ ❛ Don't want no other shade of blue, but you. ❜ ❛ No other sadness in the world would do. ❜ ❛ I am ash from your fire. ❜ ❛ You know I left a part of me back in New York. ❜ ❛ You knew the hero died, so what's the movie for? ❜ ❛ You knew it still hurts underneath my scars. ❜ ❛ You knew you won, so what's the point of keeping score? ❜ ❛ It still hurts underneath my scars. ❜ ❛ What you did was just as dark. ❜ ❛ Darling, this was just as hard as when they pulled me apart. ❜

#rp starters #sentence starters #rp memes #rp meme #lyric starters

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with the mix of a panic attack and her uncontrolled sobbing, most of nia's words were incoherent. she tried to calm down as best as possible. " c-car a-accident-t." she managed to get out. the sound of tires screeching and cars crashing into one another was still ringing in her ears. " ashton..." thankfully ashton kept he "r on the phone so they were able to calm her down, and also not feel less alone. the young femme was pacing back and forth in the waiting room while on the call with ashton. she had immediately hung up the phone once she saw ashton walking in; and she ran towards them and wrapped her arms around their torso holding them tight as she sobbed into their body. " she's in surgery. " she cried a bit more as she pulled away; using her sleeve to wipe away the tears and snot that had ran down. " i-it was m-my fault. if i j-just l-listened." the argument that her and her mom had was dumb. if she had maybe not caught an attitude with her mom, this wouldn't have happened - is what she thought. all she could do was look at ashton with sad, apologetic eyes. " i was such an asshole to her, ash. and you." ever since nia found out about her mom and her basketball coach, she was confused and angry and a whole bunch of feelings a teenage girl would feel. the relationship was getting better but there was still that angst. " her eyes were pooling again. " im so sorry."

as nia's name flashed up on their phone screen, ashton was immediately curious, it wasn't often that they received calls from svea's daughter, if at all, really. even though their relationship may have been strained, due to svea's affair with her basketball coach, ashton would do anything for their partner's children. picking up, they could barely understand what nia was saying through the sobbing, "hey - hey, slow down, nia." their voice tried to remain as calm as possible although alarm bells rang throughout their body. "what kind of accident? in hospital? is she okay? it's just precautionary, right? i'm already on my way." they said to her as they jumped into their car, all but speeding down to the hospital, keeping nia on the phone, doing their best to reassure her, whilst falling apart on the inside.

bursting through the door of the emergency room, ashton frantically searched for nia in the waiting room. their eyes fell to the young girl and immediately made their way to her, opening their arms to hold her close, "it's going to be okay. she'll be okay. she's strong, you know that. where is she now?"

#softdrabbles.

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Kait Reacts To The AE 5/?

Hi! These reactions are written out every time a Chatroom opens and it’s done over the course of the day. So, you’re watching me react in real time as it is for me. So, Spoilers AHOY. Expect Another post like this later today, there is just too many chats to put it all in one post. So, hey, if you click this, you’re opening yourself to spoilers, you make the choice.

[11:37]

Rika is with Saeyoung. They sent him over and there’s no denying that fact. She sends a picture not even a second after we can enter the chatroom and lets us know that he’s with him. I didn’t know that it would happen this fast and my real fear right now was something I thought about when they took Saeyoung in the first place and he was willing to go down for Saeran and the player. My brain said, when they send him to Rika, this is going to be like what happened in the Hunger Games with Peeta and the tracker jackers. I know that he’s going to tell lies and be willing to go along with it, but this is Rika.

Rika will manipulate and hurt others to get what she wants. I don’t care if she says she’s changed. She’s showing us who she really is and how she has not changed in the slightest, and now it’s even worse because we have to go up against her once again and V. V, I’m not even going to get started. You’ve dug a hole in the sand and shoved your head in, no matter what happens, you would never be able to remove Saeran or Saeyoung from the agency, the Prime Minister or Rika.

Rika makes her point really clear. She says that the boys will never be able to change their fate or escape. The Prime Minister wants to use them and it does not matter what happens, they’re going to come after Saeran. They’re going to keep them “healthy” enough to go out in public and lie to the media and the world about what’s really happening. Saejoong promised the agency a lot of money and things are going to burn down if we cannot change anything. We have a good picture.

The boys are going to be kept captive until they die, or serve their purpose. I’m just so fucking angry right now at Rika and everyone that uses these poor boys because they don’t fucking deserve this. Stop making me right with my guesses, Cheritz. I guess I know Rika better than I want. What stands out the most is the fact that Rika does this after you say that you don’t trust her with the boys:

Rika: I know why you think that.

Rika: But Now...

Rika: I have no intention of repeating my past failures.

And then, she does this and that tells me all I need to know:

It wasn’t enough that Saeyoung was willing to burn to ashes in the light of your sun, Rika. You’re going to do to him what you did to Saeran. You haven’t at all changed and you’ve proven to me what kind of person you are. This isn’t okay and it will never okay. This isn’t what they want and if you really cared for both Saeyoung and Saeran, you wouldn’t be doing this. You wouldn’t be trying to do this at all.

You would be helping us.

Not making deals.

Anyways... after I nearly snapped my phone in half because Rika was getting on my nerves again. I opened the Visual Novel. We’re meeting with Vanderwood now to talk about what happened... yeah, the trust is very thin here but it’s all we have and got to do what we can. Vanderwood makes it clear that he’s with Rika and that yes, they’ll be after Saeran once they get Elizabeth.

So, Elly is in danger now. But, we can’t worry about that right now. We have to worry about Saeyoung. Vanderwood reveals that Saeyoung is being kept at V’s place in the mountains, there’s agents in and out constantly. My trust in V is so low right now because he can’t change what’s happening, he’s just letting it go on and... I’m upset with him, I’m disappointed, and it’s complicated. Trust me, leaving a bad relationship isn’t easy but his eyes are dark and sullen.

He’s resigned himself and I don’t know if he can come back from this anymore.

Either way, Vanderwood is willing to sneak us into the place. It’s going to be easy for Saeran, but... sorry players that don’t identify as female, but it says that female agents aren’t common and we’re going to have to split up. As in, we can’t be with Saeran by his side. We’ll have to be with Vanderwood and use them as a cover to sneak in.

What’s worse is Saeran... knows that with the drugs, they’re going to try and really warp Saeyoung like they did to him. I fear for him

I really don’t want to separate from him. But, it’s all we have to do. Saeran asks if we want to go back to C&R again, but I just. I can’t leave him. I don’t know if it is the right thing to do here, but if we’re going down, we’re going down together and I can’t leave him alone. We’ve always been in this together and we need to see it through to the end.

I just... there’s agents switching out every two days. It’s like a prison. I don’t even know what to think. We have to part. Saeran doesn’t want to do it. I want to hold his hand, like I said, I’ve told him that we’re in this together and that gives me a heart so that’s a good thing. All I know is that we’re clinging together with this hope that we can be together and Saeyoung will be safe too...

And then we cut back to the boardroom of C&R. They’re planning on getting rid of Chairman Han and Jumin. They know that there’s not really any way to come back from what’s happening right now. Everyone thinks that they shouldn’t have even done this because the Prime Minister is involved with a lot of shady groups and they’re not wrong. It’s looking bad for Jumin. I don’t know how this is going to turn out to be honest with you.

I’m worried about everyone.

[13:15]

Oh, boy. This was a heavy chatroom and visual novel. I cannot even express to you what was going on inside of my head because I’m still reeling from what’s to happening and what’s to come and what may not come. I don’t know, I actually thought I hit bad ending when I got to the visual novel but I didn’t, so it must be the natural order of what’s happening. Anyway, Jumin’s awake now and he is... I don’t know how he keeps himself together, I envy that. He says he will not show his feelings in this messenger where the enemies can see it.

But, he’s been stabbed in the back by the people he trusted most, and he’s losing everything that he ever had, and he still wishes that he could do more to help Saeran and Saeyoung. We can’t tell them completely what happened, not really, you can say what you know about the deal with the Prime Minister but not much else. You need to make sure that you’re watching what you share. The video that Saeyoung did... they saw it, and it’s just... wrecking everything so fast and hard.

Zen actually tries to reach out to Jumin but... he says in a text later than he’s never seen him so broken up before. I hate to see it. I really do. I don’t want that for them but we’re crashing right now and I’m struggling to see how we’re going to get our way out. Jumin wants answers from his father so he has to leave and see him about the deal with Seven, etc. We wish him the best but... God, I feel bad.

This Visual Novel makes you hate and scream and cry all at the same time. There is just too much happening all at once for me to deal with it, to be utterly honest with you. Jumin goes to the board and he resigns before they can get him off the job. He takes everything. He takes all of the blame. He says that it is his fault. He was leading the RFA. He was doing this, he was doing that. He takes it and lets it be. It kind of hurts, he’s keeping it all balled up inside at this point and... I don’t know.

I hate to see it. He’s doing this... and he needs to see his father, now. I have a hard time trying to think about how Jumin is going to come out of this. I don’t know how he’s going to react because... with V’s Route and Secret Endings, it was a lot different and it was more fixated on Rika. It wasn’t like this. It wasn’t him being stabbed by Rika, V, the Prime Minister, and the Agency. He risked all he has and all he knows for us.

He always will.

Don’t ever doubt that faith he has in the RFA.

I just... hate to see him hurting when he wants to continue to help us no matter the cost.

We go with Vanderwood and Saeran has gone his own way for the time being so we can get things done... or so we want to think. I was really kind of rooting for you, Vanderwood, but I’m not upset that you wound up tricking me here for your life. They make it clear they’ll do things but they’re not gonna die for anyone or anything. I’m upset but I’m not mad at them like I’m mad at Rika or V right now cause I know what they’re up against.

To be fair, I’m not totally... well, I think Vanderwood let Saeran get away here, but we also know that we can be used as leverage against Saeran. It’s kind of hard to say where it’s heading from here. I’m straining, but I know that Rika is going to try to manipulate us to get Saeran too. I refuse. At least Vanderwood felt a bit of remorse for this.

But, Rika? No. Not with what I see. She planned this out. They all knew what they could do if they got Saeran and us. However, they only got us. But, I know this woman is going to use that to get what she wants. I don’t know what to expect but maybe we can find Saeyoung and... talk to him, I don’t know how he will be or how might play out because... the drugs.

I’m still trying to discern what poisons she’s using but I’ve yet to discern what type of plants are involved in my research thus far when I’m not writing out these as I’m playing.

I can’t leave out the phone call because. V calls. V calls and he’s... I don’t know what the heck is up with him. I don’t know how... I don’t know what’s going on in his head and that really bothers me. This chat has two notes in it that really are bothering me. They are on opposite ends of the spectrum in terms of what he is doing. I’m having a hard time trying to read V and this is a first for me because I’m used to knowing what he is going to do but I’ve hit a wall.

There is a part of him that knows this is wrong. But, he is denying his reality as he lets Rika into his heart thinking this is the only way to save her and to ensure nothing worse happens. I don’t know how much he’s lying to himself here about this. I think he’s just... lost, broken and. It’s hard to say, if this was all he said to me then I wouldn’t be so livid. If you know it’s wrong, stop this, stop doing all of this and stop Rika, V.

You know it’s not right. Stop letting this happen.

How am I supposed to feel about this V? You act like you’re caring but then you tell me something you would have told Rika years ago...? You like to watch me? What the fuck does that even mean? I’m not interested in what you’re selling to me here and I don’t want this. I won’t give up Saeran nor will I let Rika have him, I don’t know what’s wrong with you and why you’ve become who you have, I do not know nor did I ever think this was the extreme length of what you would do for Rika.

I never thought you’d be an active player in this. But, you are. So, I’m torn here quite a bit and I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to trust you again, V. You said you want Saeran to come. You know what happens if he does. I will not let that ever happen. Nobody will get him.

God, what’s worse is:

Of course. Saeyoung isn’t going to be the same if Rika gets her way, and we both know it. He’s not going to “stay that way” because she’s going to get him everything she did to Saeran and more. I’m not going to let that happen, either, I’m not going to let these boys hurt. I’m not changing my mind. Nobody is going to trick me with mind games. Been there, done that, Rika is about two decades too late.

Yikes, you know? What the hell, man.

[15:33] Vanderwood is in trouble. They were meant to give us both over but he made sure that Saeran was gone and safe. We were the easier option hand over since we don’t really hold a lot of power or use in a way, they just need us to be able to get to Saeran and that makes sense, frankly.

They’re... forlorn in a way, and I was right, they are willing to go out on a limb but they’re not going to die. They have been living this long and did whatever it took to survive.

From a personal safety means, I understand why they’re doing it. I know that they do feel remorse. So, that sucks. I want to be able to help them too because they rightly deserve to be out of this. Oh, and we learn that they’ve been at this for twelve years, so in my mental game of trying to gauge their age, I’m roughly gonna say late-late twenties and early thirties.

So, that’s something fun that we’re learning here! I don’t think I’m that far off, they said “Since they were young,” so that implies that they went through what Saeyoung went through. Saeyoung went in when he was really young as well so I have to gauge their age using that scale, you know?

Well, I have to at least say that I better understand them than I did before and I learned a lot from this conversation.

Oh, great. It’s my favorite time of day. Not. We’re sitting down with Rika and she’s made a point of warning us not to bother with Saeyoung. He’s getting to sleep while they’re pumping him with... I don’t know if we can call it the elixir but it’s something of the same caliber because Saeran is nearly immune to it after it was laced in the elixir. He took it so long that his tolerance of such is slim to none and that’s why their plan didn’t work from the start. Rika knows that Saeran isn’t going to leave us or Saeyoung.

I won’t feed into her, and I’ve noticed that I’ve gotten hearts when I’m utterly blunt with Rika. I appreciate that. This is a much better tone than what I had to deal with in V’s AE. I don’t want to forgive her and I never will, because she is proving to do this over and over again until she’s forced to stop, literally, by being taken away.

I have a better idea of what’s going on with Rika now, though, thanks to her being her usual self. She tells outright what she’s thinking right now and makes her phone clear that she thinks she’s fulfilling Saeyoung’s dream, but we see the truth in her lies. This isn’t about Saeyoung. You can tell her that bluntly. This is not the boy’s dream. This is what you want. This was never about them. This is about what you want.

You’re doing this for you and not the boys. If you tell her that, she sighs, and makes a point about how the world is harsh. She says if you want to be knocked down then you should bend, and if you want to be strong, then that means that you need to join the strongest, no matter how much that means the monsters are... the worst people alive.

She says she and V decided to do this. I’m still trying to figure out V here but I’m not going to trust him anymore. I know I can’t trust Rika. I’ve known that from the very start. Rika just says that this is a waiting game after this, she says it’s only a matter of time until Saeran comes... tonight... tomorrow. It matters not, he is going to come and she will have him as she wants him. It ends with her telling us to wait, shall we?

Oh, and Jumin’s new of resigning is on television, we know now. We know things are doomed.

I’m relieved after this wave of nausea, because Saeran calls. He escaped because of Vanderwood and he’s back to C&R. Nobody knows where he is and it needs to stay that way. He talked to Jumin. He’s made sure that nobody can try to trace him. Saeran thinks that Jumin is going to continue to try to help us just without C&R funds... and I expect that, I think. But at the same time, I’m really worried given what Zen said earlier.

Saeran’s decided that the way to save Saeyoung is defeating Saejoong and the agency, and I agree. Our future has no hope unless they burn. He does his best to reassure us. He knows that they won’t hurt us... he wants to think they won’t hurt us because they want him, and until they have him, they can’t do anything to us.

I think what I fear the most here is that... they’re not going to let me go. I know he wants to be hopeful but. They’re not going to let me go if they catch him. It’s obvious they’ll kill me and get me out of the way the second they get the chance, or worse, they’ll use the player as leverage to get Saeran to obey onward until the drugs are back in his system like they’re trying to do to Saeyoung or—

God, what if they try to drug us, too?

What if we’re pawns as well?

It isn’t up to V and Rika, after all. This is the Prime Minister.

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