#eaglebearor

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Six winks!!!!

[sagunita]

@eaglebearor​ / send 💬 for a generated starter

"Why didn't he come and talk to me himself?"

[onlylibertya]

@eaglebearor​ asked: “What are you doing in my room?” ( not accepting )

     The weight of expectation shouldn’t have been so heavy on her shoulders. Behaving was simple enough in theory, but with the ever-constant nagging to stand a little straighter or smile a little prettier looming over her like a bad fucking nightmare, her patience runs thin. She has never hated those fancy soirees her father liked throwing. The pomp and propriety of them often bored her half to death, and unlike the many that had come before this one, Anne hadn’t been successful in skulking off to her bedroom to wait for it all to pass. Despite being a woman hurtling towards twenty, there had been no end to the slew of over-eager and very distant relatives whose faces she could not remember whose fingers pinch hard at her cheeks and tell her how pretty of a woman she’s growing up to be. They tell her that she looks like her mother, and her father’s lips press into a thin line.

     Anne doesn’t think that William ever truly got over her mum. He pretends like he has. Goes on dates, sometimes, but it was often difficult to miss that little shine of hurt that bleeds through the stoicism of his expression when he looks at her a little too long. It’s a weird feeling, knowing that someone looking at her hurt them. Suppose that was the price of falling in love. Something might happen and that something might shatter her heart into a thousand pieces. Such was the price of falling in love, she supposes. It hurt him enough that he’d moved them to Greece when she was thirteen, anyway.

      She has been blessed with a ferocious temper and a finite amount of patience. Anne tries her hardest to keep her cool, but one sharp pinch and tug of her cheek is what frays that last, little thread of it. She smacks the hand away and snaps, “Stop fuckin’ doin’ that-” Loud enough to turn a few heads. Her dad’s included. Yikes. He was never one of those people who would lift a hand to her, but listening to him after the fact would have been more of a ballache than she was willing to deal with.

      That’s how she comes to be at his bedside, shaking him awake so he’s not too surprised at her ghosting around his home like a bear with a beatin’ headache. “Hey,” she whispers, quiet as a mouse. “I can’t go home tonight-- massive bust up with my da, mind if I crash on yer couch? Ye know, since I’m already here’n all.”

[culthcnt]

Unprompted Asks -Always Accepting!! @eaglebearor​

      By the Gods! The woman whirled around to try and knock the stranger off but when she heard the voice she knew who it was right away. A small grunt in response, looking up at Alexios with a glare of clear annoyance.                       ❝What the fuck is wrong with you, Alexios?                      Get off!❞

[murios]

@eaglebearor    said   :  ❛ They say that time heals all things —- they say you can always forget. ❜                                     ------   alexios  &  kassandra

SHE  REMEMBERS  THE  BOTTOM  OF  A  MOUNTAIN   ------the  betrayal  of  a  father,   the  loss  of  a  brother.   she  remembers  a  family  torn  apart  by  the  word  of  one  man,  her  own  rage,   her  mother’s  sobs   ------and  kassandra  knows  she  can  never  forget. 

          ❛  they  seem  to  do  a  lot  of  talking,   it’s  a  wonder  how  anyone  keeps  track  of  the  great  many  things  they  say.  ❜     it’s   flippant,    an  air  of  indifference  in  a  place  where  that  couldn’t  be  further  from  the  truth.   but  she’s  come  too  far  in  search  of  binding  the  wounds  of  the past,   too  far  to  pretend  she  might  simply  forget.   how  has  he  not  felt  the  same  need   ------just  a  babe  sent  to  his  death,   does  he  not  feel  that  same  thirst,   the  same  aching  desire  to  right  all  of  the  wrongs  done  to  them?    

perhaps  he  simply  cannot   remember,   perhaps  no  one  told  him  the  truth.   

          ❛  do  you  truly  believe  that,  brother,  or  do  you  only  hope  it  might  be  true  ? ❜

[shadxwcd]

@eaglebearor​ plotted a starter from KYRA!

“I’m sorry I don’t have a dagger to throw at you this time.” She said, approaching with a bright grin with hands on her hips as he left his ship towards her. Since her guards were former rebels they had stayed back and were just grinning in celebration of the eagle bearer’s return. 

“Khaire, stranger.”

[mercysought]

@eaglebearor​​ . ❝ My association with you began out of necessity, but I’ve come to find a great deal of respect for you. Perhaps even friendship. ❞ progress for the priestess . black sails 3 . not accepting

   “Very wise of you to find it when you did.” she hums, snorting with a side glance. Dark, birdlike eyes watch the stark blue eye just outside the small window of her small home. The distant fluttering of wings and the knowledge that Ikaros wasn’t too far behind. On her left hand, she holds a dusty wine bottle, clearly unused. One that she hoped hadn’t turned sour given how long it was on those shelves “Zeus on your side” she turns towards him, small grin over scarred lips “or otherwise.”

An odd man, but perhaps that was what had made him such a valuable ally. Both odd and ill-fitted everywhere that they went. It was good to see that he had found himself a place where he didn’t have to bend himself out of shape to belong. She had found it too, and she could speak for the tension and pressure that it came from feeling even the smallest of edges rub so tightly against one's mould.

   “Sit, friend.” she moves slowly, slower than she would had they been on the road — which had been most of the time that they had known each other. Her home had been wherever her head lay, and while the anxiety sometimes crept to suffocating lengths, the priestess managed to keep her mouth above water, even if all that she could hear was the water. Two cups are placed on the simple table “Have a drink.”

[afraidofchange]

eaglebearor​: 

Even now , he feels no shame for what he’d done in Megaris. Although Niklaos’s blood on his blade had not cleansed him of his grief , although it had not filled the void that had been steadily growing in his chest , he felt no remorse for having done it. At the very least , the old man could no longer pretend he was in the right. At the very least , he got what was coming to him. 

❛ I do not hate him. That would require me to feel something for him. But I would never forgive him. And I didn’t. ❜ He licks his lips , attempting to make his peace with all the truths he now holds , but he doubts it can be that simple. ❛ I suppose you never imagined yourself raising two killers , hm ? Soldiers maybe , but - this. Are Kassandra and I even Spartans anymore really ? ❜

 “No, but...” Myrrine sighs; the Gods themselves certainly put their family through task after task, yet they each survived such feats and became stronger. But the cost of pain and grief had been unbearable, for a time. “You still have the blood of Leonidas in your veins. That is as Spartan as they come.”

She pauses, letting her words settle for a while. “It took exile for me to realize I wanted to be home, and now, with my children, as it should have been”

[horrorempathy]

first  &  foremost,   you’re  all  wonderful  writers  &  i  hope  there  isn’t  a  single  damn  second  you  forget  about  that.    second  of  all,   an  automatic  shout-out  to  the  personals  that  have  just  been  following  me  for  a  couple  years  &  even  switched  over  to  following  this  account  from  the  archive.   i  appreciate  the  enthusiasm  &  the  surprising  amount  of  friends  i’ve  made  from  the  dark  fate  fandom  lmao.   just  to  make  sure  you  all  know  you  aren’t  left  out,  but  i  do  want  to  make  a  few  special  shout-outs.   so,   lastly  here’s  to  the  people  that  have  truly  helped  make  writing  an  imaginative  getaway  &  have  helped  me  build  my  own  characters:

@tornsurvivors,   @vetrhridar  /  @guitarkept  /  @survivedempathy,  @the-red-kangaroo,  @isabellashepard,  @sagaiisms,  @judesowndaughter,  @liftedrelics,  @markerkilled  /  @waytofall,  @hauntscreation  /  @myownfairytale,  @untoeden,  @metamorphoria,  @manaborn  /  @embrystar,  @gcdspride  /  @gcdshand,  @faegrifted,  @eaglebearor  (and also the array of your other blogs,  i’m getting lazy).

you’re  all  special  &  the  rest  of  you  will  always  be  important.

[ofmisthios]

YOUR MUSE’S “NEGATIVE” QUALITIES: ZODIAC EDITION

ARIES. tries to do everything at once, doesn’t know when to stop and take care of themselves,bends over backwards for everyone even if someone did them dirty, has entirely too much on their plate

TAURUS. idealistic, spends a lot of time trying to impress others, doesn’t like to apologise, eating is a coping mechanism or just addictive personalities in general (both), a tad codependent

GEMINI. the most flip floppy person ever, what’s today’s mood?, never apologises, in denial 90% of the time, their way is the highway, desperately needs a break, they have a hard time setting goals because their goals scare them

CANCER. the literal meaning of I’ll give you the shirt off my back, isolates themselves in fear of someone hurting them, wants to change but is scared of change, complains a lot but never takes advice people give them

LEO. no one takes them seriously because they feel they always have to portray themselves as the fun one, is actually really sad inside, honestly needs a hug, exhausted always, a crackhead

VIRGO. can dish it but can’t take it, rushes everything, anxious, plans their future but forgets to live in the moment, sometimes ignores their friends because they have so much on their mind, talks about themselves a lot and sometimes forgets to ask the other person how they are

LIBRA. solves everyone’s problems but their own, is actually really sad and lonely, gets easily heartbroken but tries not to show it, will do anything to justify bad decisions, honestly just wants everyone to love them but doesn’t really love their self

SCORPIO. easily set off, will give anyone the cold shoulder at any time even without reason, keeps a lot in, so observant that they often times find out things that hurt them, too many “what ifs” swirling in their heads, has trouble showing their true selves

SAGITTARIUS. impatient, brash, commitment issues, body issues, doesn’t realise they don’t need to change for anyone, has a lot of different goals to a point where they get overwhelmed, just wants to disappear and do what they want without anyone questioning them

CAPRICORN. scared people won’t like them unless they’re at the top of their game 24/7, takes a LOT for them to talk about their feelings, secretly struggling, fake happy, needs a plan but doesn’t know what that plan is, confident but insecure at the same time, wants to be stable but sometimes wishes they could drop everyone’s expectations of them and live normally

AQUARIUS. gets heartbroken like 30 times a week, trust issues, can be unmotivated and disinterested, feels they have to adapt to every person they meet so they can be liked, doesn’t know how to tap into their emotions despite being very intuitive, confused, expects little

PISCES. empathetic often to a point of no return, plays the victim, doesn’t know when to say no, cynical, hermit, is very impatient, trusts everyone too much, can be secretly very critical and judgmental, can only tolerate maybe ten minutes of social interaction, needs a lot of validation

Tagged by: @irishtemplar​, thank you :D ♥ Tagging: @diaquile​ @shadxwcd​ (Myrrine) @eaglebearor​ @silentknives​ & YOU ;D

[onlylibertyaa]

the best thing about the friendship between anne & @eaglebearor is the fact that they are those bffs who will fight like cat & dog but if someone even looks at their ride or die funny they just go “uh, excuse me only i’m allowed to look at them like that wtf”

[cheatdeathsarchive]

@eaglebearor​ sent:  ☾ for a random starter!!

“One more night alone I’ll go insane.”

She says it without realizing it’s out loud, and like it’s intentional she take a sip of her drink without flinching or pause. Maybe it’s the crowds around her. All she knows is that the stranger beside her has undoubtedly heard by the way she’s now being stared at.

“D’you ever get like that?”

[sagunita]

@eaglebearor​ ​/ send 💬 for a generated starter

"I want to be there when you get what's coming to you."

[culthcnt]

eaglebearor @eaglebearor

"nerd!"

MATER ALEXIOS IS BULLYING ME!

[murios]

@eaglebearor    sent  a   🎤   for  a  shuffled  song  lyric  starter reality  bites  ;  laura  jane  grace  &  the  devouring  mothers  ------   alexios  &  grace

           ❛  you’re  so   ------real.   no  one  wants  to  be  themselves,   they  all  want  to  be  someone  else.  ❜

[shadxwcd]

@eaglebearor continued from x with IKAROS!

Even as he ate, Ikaros did not mind the pets that papa gave him. In fact, the more praise and attention he got, the better. He felt safe and able to eat in peace now that he was back with papa. 

After swallowing his latest portion, he looked over at papa and then at his fish to eat again as if to say ‘that is not my problem!’. The godling was hungry and he knew papa was more than capable of hunting for himself!