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[battlehymnns-a]

“I don’t love you, Adrian.” - Syd

the rain seems to fall faster as she speaks, drenching him as he stands there staring at her. he blinks once then twice trying to understand her words. for a moment he thinks perhaps the rain has drowned them out. perhaps he heard her incorrectly or his brain was making things up to trick him. surely surely she wasn’t serious. there was no way she could stand there and say that with a straight face. no way she could be so casually cruel. 

‘you don’t mean it.’ his voice comes out shaking, like a child who just can’t seem to understand consequences. ‘you can’t.’ who is he trying to convince? her or himself? at this point he’s not sure anymore. ‘you can’t just say these things after everything we’ve been through. you can’t just stop loving someone.’ he’s breaking now, his heart ... his soul is breaking. his face crumples as he stumbles a step back, the reality finally finally setting in. 

‘don’t do this sydney.’ when is the last time he’s been so serious? when was the last time he actually used her name? ‘god please just think about this first. use your heart for fucking once.’ anger spills out of him now - he’s unable to control it. he is a roller coaster on a ride of her own making. 

[loetise]

faekind, folklore, and fairytale starter call, accepting.  ˎˊ˗            for;  @missamericanuh​

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[acourtcfmuses]

@missamericanuh​​ | wanted Feyre/Elain

“I’m sorry if us coming here is an inconvenience.” She knows Elain is somewhat more accepting that Nesta who had already raged at her about coming back to the Archeron estate. It wasn’t ideal, and Feyre absolutely didn’t wish to place her sisters in any danger, but there would be no way to get the Queen’s to come to Prythian, neutral ground had be be used, and a united front between mortals and fae would be the stepping stone for an alliance and to get the other half of the book of breathing. “Nesta told me that congratulations is in order, I hope Graysen treats you well?”

[spaceheatcr]

‘emma carstairs.’ a grin followed by an enveloping hug, warmth spreading through his face. ‘it’s been awhile.’ they had first run across each others paths months ago when jacob had been running through los angeles. emma had been hell on earth back then - scolding him about rules and laws he had never heard of. of course, he was just a small town boy. / @missamericanuh​

[battlehymnns]

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[battlehymnns-a]

“Cameron and I are engaged.” - Emma @ Jules

the words are coming at him through a tunnel. perhaps that’s why there is ringing in his ears. he has stopped moving completely for certain. having forgotten he’s holding a paintbrush that should be moving across the page - especially if he is trying to remain calm. act as if nothing is wrong. with a cough and a clearing of the throat he turns suddenly, placing the paintbrush down behind him. the sounds of it clattering seems final somehow. kind of like what emma just told him.

‘that’s ...’ he tries to think of an adjective, his brain screaming at him. terrible, awful, i want to kill him for even thinking of touching you. all of those were things he wanted to say. all were things he’d never say. not out loud. not to her. and especially not now that she was someone else’s. 

as parabati julian has always just assumed emma was his. his best friend, his everything. he had known in a distant sort of way that she would one day move on - find someone who meant even more than their bond to her. he had hoped that by the time she did he would have found someone too. of course, life was cruel and instead he was still pining after her. his best friend, his forbidden love.

‘that’s great, ems.’ he finally says after too long a moment. he turns back to her, forces a smile. after all this is what she would want to hear. and she’s still his emma - the one he’d do anything for. even pretend to be happy while his heart was breaking inside. 

[battlehymnns-a]

“ you know i’m never going to let anything happen to you. don’t you? ” // rosalie @ emmett

they were days away from extinction. the volturi were coming, they had lost alice and most of their hopes were dimmed into almost nothingness. of course they would fight and they all sort of hoped for the best but as the time came near emmett could see that many were growing wary. afraid of what would come once the snow stuck to the ground. he had been terrified of not only losing his life but rosalie’s - trying to capture every moment they had together before the calvary came to kill them all. he had thought he was good at hiding his feelings from her, trying to be the strong man she needed, but as her words reached his ears he realized that perhaps he was not as good at this as he once thought.

tightening his arms around her he leans in and presses cold lips to her forehead, closing his eyes as he revels in her scent. the only scent that could calm him now. ‘don’t you go getting into trouble for me.’ he whispers quietly, cringing at the thought of her running into danger because of him. ‘i couldn’t stand it rose ... i couldn’t stand knowing you were hurt trying to save me.’ 

[acourtcfmuses]

@missamericanuh​ | wanted Ben/Mal

Ben smiled at Mal. “I need your help.” he told her in a rush. He was trying to plan a big surprise for the Isle kids who had just recently came over from the Isle, but he was at a loss to what they would actually enjoy. The kids from the Isle had grow up with nothing and had to amuse themselves growing up - or worse - working and stealing to survive. “I want to do something for the VK’s, you know with Winter coming in, but I don’t know what they’d enjoy - was Christmas even a thing on the isle? Ice skating or a winter market? Snowman competition or a bonfire?”

[battlehymnns-a]

“I’m going with the Volturi.” - Ren @ Edward

they had finished the fight, had won in a sense. edward had done everything in his power to keep his family together - to save them from the wrath of the volturi. and now his daughter sat in front of him wanting to go to italy. to join them as carlisle had years earlier. except this time it was not on friendly terms. 

make no mistake, edward knew what would happen if renesmee went. she would be a trophy to aro - a prize to be won and secured. she would never leave easily - not of her own free will. she would be captured, kept in a gold cage. so far away from the ones who truly loved her. he could not allow this to happen, could not let her walk out the door.

but then ... how could he deny her that choice? would he not be any better than aro? ‘have you thought this through?’ he asks instead - turning his eyes to look at his daughter. the one he would fight to the death for. ‘have you honestly thought about what can happen if you go?’ 

[battlehymnns-a]

“adrian, you definitely have a Sydney kink.” -Love Syd

‘it’s just something you bring out in me, sage. a fever if you will.’ a chuckle, hand running through dark hair. ‘i can’t resist.’ 

[battlehymnns-a]

❛ I promise to love you every moment of forever. ❜ // bella @ jake

his head is pressed to hers, lips curving into a smile as she speaks. they have only been together a few days but to them it feels like years. of course, with everything they’ve been through it might as well have been years that they have trudged through together. some might think saying the l word was too quick but to jacob it was just right. ‘i’ve loved you since we were kids, bells.’ he mumbles, hand reaching up to stroke her cheek gently. 

[battlehymnns-a]

“ people make-out all the time. for pleasure, you know. doesn't always mean there's feelings involved. “ // sydney @ adrian

she’s right in one aspect. he had made out with plenty of people before all of them meaning less to nothing to him. of course, he wasn’t going to admit to that. it would be adding more fuel to her fire - scorching any hope he had of convincing her that she indeed was in love with him as he was with her. ‘we aren’t just people sage.’ he tells her, talking slowly as if to get his point across better. ‘and although this is definitely pleasurable we both k now that you’re avoiding how you feel.’