#dreams as unerring tools of destruction.
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violentcurse · 1 year ago
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"did i?" she wonders, eyes & mouth unmoving like a painting, staring in a faraway distance that slowly but surely gets closer until they are standing in the scene itself. camera rolling, smile for whoever's looking! "careful, cowboy, answerin' the phone without lookin' who's callin'." she murmurs, but she's already moving, one of her hands clasping itself around his bony wrist, shackles of flesh & muscles as she moves, moves, moves, like an arrow on a clock, from three p.m. to three a.m., the sun falling head first into the asphalt. "this one's gonna hurt." a warning, a promise, a bright clear smile.
meeting ishtar is time-turned-honey, gold filling his ears, filling his lungs, stuck-in-place. like any dream, lionel recognizes her by her presence rather than her voice or tangible form — sometimes there is neither, and he'll still know her somehow. but she's right, this time it's not a simple dream, though now she's here it may as well be hers. he feels its edges weaning and wilting, either the dream or lionel himself being consumed with whatever she is, witness / prophet / antichrist, and whatever he can do for her. it's always like this. “ you're the one calling me. i'm just answering. ” the dream captures his words in bubbles moving lazily toward the surface. like honey. how often have they done this? enough times, time he get used to it.
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puckrph · 3 years ago
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‘THE RAVEN CYCLE’ STARTERS
taken from the YA series by maggie stiefvater. some alterations made as needed to make things fit better for rp. feel free to change pronouns, etc.
‘ sometimes, i feel like my life is made up of a dozen hours i can never forget. ’ ‘ “i’m always straight?” oh, man, that’s the biggest lie you’ve ever told. ’ ‘ it’s safe as life. ’ ‘ what fresh hell is this ? ’ ‘ my words are unerring tools of destruction, and i’ve come unequipped with the ability to disarm them. ’ ‘ i like you better this way. ’ ‘ crushed and broken. just the way women like ‘em. ’ ‘ fate is a very weighty word to throw around before breakfast. ’ ‘ rags to riches isn’t a story anyone wants to hear until after it’s done. ’ ‘ i’m trying not to look at your boat shoes. i feel better about you as a person if i pretend you’re not wearing them. ’ ‘ i want to feel awake when my eyes are open. ’ ‘ you’re pretty in a way that is physically painful to me. i’m attracted to you like a heart attack. ’ ‘ i am being perfectly fucking civil. ’ ‘ shitdamn, it’s hot. ’ ‘ when i’m gone, dream me the world. something new for every night. ’ ‘ kissing’s a lot like laughing. if the joke’s funny, it doesn’t matter how long it’s been since you last heard one. ’ ‘ well, i don’t know how helpful that was... we found out german beauty homers look like bloody puffins. ’ ‘ i wish i could kiss you. because i would beg just one off you. under all this. and then we’d never say anything about it again. ’ ‘ pie is not a meal. ’ ‘ i’m here. i just—i believe i’m having a panic attack. ’ ‘ thanks for the super helpful alternative suggestions. your contribution at the end of the world will be tallied accordingly. ’ ‘ blame the poets. it’s easier to stir people to rebellion if they think they’re on the side of a demigod or some chosen one. never trust a poet. ’ ‘ no one knows what ignominy means. ’ ‘ don’t be such a shitbag. ’ ‘ i’m perfectly aware that it’s possible to have a friendship that isn’t all-encompassing, that isn’t blinding, deafening, maddening, quickening. it’s just that now that i’ve had this kind, i don’t want the other. ’ ‘ you’d better wait in the car, with your fancy face. ’ ‘ feel its pulse, don’t just stare at it. pulse. on its face. there. there, [name], god. there. ’ ‘ we’re going so slow. i think i just saw a tricycle pass us. ’ ‘ my head knew you were all right. but the rest of me didn’t. ’ ‘ i just want to pretend. i want to pretend that i could. ’ ‘ damn. you’re right. i really can’t think of another joke. ’ ‘ it was cowardice and stupidity. i didn’t like good-byes, so i just abstained, and i didn’t think about the consequences. ’ ‘ in my head, everything is always so tangled. i am such a damaged thing. ’ ‘ i wouldn’t have pegged you for a fan of normal. ’ ‘ you marvelous creature! ’ ‘  maybe it’s good that the world forgets every lesson, every good and bad memory, every triumph and failure, all of it dying with each generation. perhaps this cultural amnesia spares us all. perhaps if we remembered everything, hope would die instead. ’ ‘ i was here. i exist. i’m alive, because i bleed. ’ ‘ do you think you’re the only one with a right to bitterness here? ’ ‘ i just want to keep being best friends with you forever, and maybe one day also have carnal knowledge of you. ’ ‘ my feelings for you are an oil spill. i let them overflow, and now there isn’t a damn place in the ocean that wouldn’t catch fire if i dropped a match. ’ ‘ i like you an awful lot, [name]. ’ ‘ for the first time that i can remember, i know what it would feel like to be present in my own life. ’ ‘ jesus god, dude, do you have stitches on your face? bad. ass. put it here, you asshole. ’ ‘ i was trying to protect you, you little pissant. ’ ‘ you’re asking me to define an abstract concept that no one has managed to explain since time began. you sort of sprang it on me. why do we breathe air? because we love air? because we don’t want to suffocate. why do we eat? because we don’t want to starve. how do i know i love you? because i can sleep after i talk to you. ’ ‘ not today! no, thank you! too many events this decade. perhaps later! cannot do the shock! thank you for your time. ’ ‘ i am a slow-growing creature! i cannot adapt so quickly! ’ ‘ tell me: when you dream, do you dream of the stars? ’ ‘ if you can’t be unafraid, be afraid and happy. ’ ‘ it really is a helluva fixer-upper. i feel like they should possibly renovate this basement if they want to get a good sale price. hardwood floors, update the doorknobs, maybe put the wall back. ’ ‘ the choice was death or hurting you, which wasn’t much of a choice at all. ’ ‘ that seems sentimental for a man without a soul. ’
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yhraewon · 4 years ago
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━  ❖ MINDMARE ; x
LONELY IN GORGEOUS by Tommy february6
❝ ⠀⠀⠀ at midnight, i rushed out ⠀⠀⠀   kicking open the door ⠀⠀⠀   the glass slippers shattered ⠀⠀⠀   and the dress tore, too
⠀⠀⠀  ━   her mother. some vociferated her identity as the child of a dreamer and a distant dream ⎯ with one eye the colour of a promise and the other the colour of a secret. she had dreamt herself an entire life and eternal sleep. in her dream, the fame smiled, whether, in resignation or contempt, it was difficult to tell. the gleams of the sun at the edge of its fingertips, it gently touched between her eyebrows, to leave the sign of ephemera farewell and inevitable damnation. once a famous model, now a retired mother of a toddler, who she named ahn raewon  ⎯  the thief of her dreams.
WE ALL LIE by Ha Jin
❝ ⠀⠀⠀ we all lie,, tell you the truth ⠀⠀⠀   sometimes we laugh and easily lie ⠀⠀⠀   alright, it's a, it's faker ⠀⠀⠀   shout it out what you want for the world ⠀⠀⠀   money, honor, beauty everything you want
⠀⠀⠀  ━   her father. fought because he didn’t know how to die quietly . won because he didn’t know how to lose. this king’s ruled long enough — it’s time to tear his castle down. the king slept still, under a mountain, and around him was assembled his warriors and his herds. by his right hand was his cup, filled with possibility. on his breast nestles his sword, waiting, too, to wake.
SLOW DANCING IN THE DARK by Joji
❝ ⠀⠀⠀ when i'm around slow dancing in the dark ⠀⠀⠀   don't follow me, you'll end up in my arms ⠀⠀⠀   you have made up your mind
⠀⠀⠀  ━   her brother. he recognized the strange happiness that came from loving something without knowing why you did, that strange happiness that was sometimes so big that it felt like sadness. being him was a complicated thing, a wonder of muscles and organs, synapses and nerves. he was a miracle of moving parts, a study in survival.
FIRE ON FIRE by Sam Smith
❝ ⠀⠀⠀ fire on fire would normally kill us ⠀⠀⠀    but this much desire,,
⠀⠀⠀  ━   she. her words were unerring tools of destruction, and she had come unequipped with the ability to disarm them.  ⎯  she wasn't interested in telling other people's futures. she was interested in going out and finding her own. she's mad, but she's magic. there's no lie in her fire.
BONNIE & CLYDE by Dean
❝ ⠀⠀⠀ step on the accelerator ⠀⠀⠀   so we have no worries ⠀⠀⠀   so nobody can recognize you
⠀⠀⠀  ━   they. they laughed about a lot of things that they should have taken more seriously. but no matter how serious or dangerous the situation was, they always found something to laugh about later on. it always seemed better to laugh than to cry. they had to laugh to keep from crying.
DO I WANNA KNOW? by Arctic Monkeys
❝ ⠀⠀⠀ how many secrets can you keep? ⠀⠀⠀    'cause there's this tune i found
⠀⠀⠀  ━   he that has eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no mortal can keep a secret. if his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore.
SEASON OF THE WITCH by Lana Del Rey
❝ ⠀⠀⠀ when i look over my shoulder ⠀⠀⠀    what do you think i see?
⠀⠀⠀  ━   her ego. chaos is what we've lost touch with. this is why it is given a bad name. it is feared.
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themelodyofspring · 4 years ago
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Quote Tag meme
OMG this was so much fun. Thanks for tagging me @flamingmirrorbookish 🥰
Tag meme: list 5-7 snippets of literature/media that live in your head rent-free to the point where you have them memorised; write them down from memory, no cheating allowed!
"Honor is dead. But I'll see what I can do." - Kaladin, Words of Radiance by Brandon Sanderson (first quote is from Stormlight Archive to no one's surprise.)
"The purpose of a storyteller is not to tell you how to think, but to give you questions to think upon. Too often we forget that." - Wit, The Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson
"My son, my son / Remember the chains / When Gold ruled with iron reins / We roared and roared / And twisted and screamed / For ours a vale of better dreams." - Red Rising by Pierce Brown
"If you're not a superhero or a sorcerer, my memory is bad at retaining any information about you." - What If It's Us by Becky Albertalli and Adam Silvera
"You pierce my soul. I'm half agony, half hope." - Persuasion (Obligatory Jane Austen)
"Move through this. Let it move through you. Then let it go." - The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern
"May your Paths be safe, your Floors unbroken and may the House fill your eyes with Beauty." - Piranesi by Susanna Clarke (Alternatively, The Beauty of the House is immeasurable, its Kindness infinite).
"My words are unerring tools of destruction, and I’ve come unequipped with the ability to disarm them." - The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater (oops I overshot the limit)
I almost quoted all the Knights Radiant Ideals but I brought it back under control so as not to assualt people's eyes with chunks of text. Journey before Pancakes!! 😝
Tagging: @thefairybookhoarder , @i-breathe-therefore-i-read , @bluebellraven (no pressure guys)
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robobee · 3 years ago
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when henry & gansey (temporarily) break up within the infamous "My Words Are Unerring Tools Of Destruction" day Ronan dreams up a Sage Smoke Dispenser to 'purify' monmouth
sneak peek into my ongoing “what if henry and gansey were dating PRE-blue era” au
blue at monmouth: hey where’s gansey adam: probably hanging with cheng blue: oh who’s cheng? adam: his boyf- ronan barreling into the room: UGH! CHENG? STUPID FUCKING HENRY CHENG? THAT SHITBAG! THAT BASTARD! THAT HOMEWRECKER! HE THINKS HIS STUPID FUCKING PANTENE PRO-V ® HAIR CAN LET HIM RUIN OUR LIVES? OHHHH JUUUUSTT BECAUSE HES A MODEL AND GETS PAID TO PEDDLE 200$ HOODIES HE’S BETTER THAN US? ALL THOSE STUPID ENVIRONMENTAL PROTESTS DO NOTHING! CLEARLY HIS LAME FLINT JAWLINE DIDNT COME WITH BRAINCELLS! OH AND GANSEYS LIKE OOOOOHHH JUST GET TO KNOOWWW HIM WHY? SO I CAN FALL VICTIM TO HIS PELVIC SORCERY? SO I CAN BE ASSAULTED BY HIS HARLOTRY? HE SHOWS HIS BARE MIDRIFF AND PROBABLY WEARS MIXED FABRICS! HE’S A SCHEMING WITCH WHO’S STOLEN MY INNOCENT BEST FRIEND GANSEY WHO
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