#s; a beautiful mess (adrastia x blake)

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🎤 for Addie!

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Time to put my metal on

The words came from her velvety lips like a lilting whisper. Adrastia's starlit eyes were closed. And why not? This was a moment to be savored.

Whose blood to spill? I don't know Whose side I'm on?

All of her hard work leading up to this day, this moment.

Two armies are coming at me Their flags and weapons look the same One tells the truth, the other's lying And they're both calling my name

The song was perhaps a misnomer. Her mind was already made up. It had been for a long time. But this was perhaps the last chance she had to back out. Before she donned her blonde wig, white dress, and porcelain mask.

This is how villains are made This is how villains are made Ooh, ooh No one ever starts that way But this is how villains are made

Her own path to villainy had been laid out before her. It was something that she had never shied away from. It didn't matter who's side she chose. Who she chose, or was forced, into serving. She was a killer all the same. It was all she was good for.

Time to put my metal on Whose neck to cut? I don't know Whose side I'm on?

Leaning forward, Adrastia gripped the edge of her vanity. The polished wood splintered and cracked from the sheer force that the huntress was applying. The song continued to spill from her lips in a raspy, panting voice - much unlike her normal crooning.

There lies my sanity There goes my mind, I could not save I don't trust what i see right in front of me I don't know who to betray

Unbidden, the faces of all those she would betray flashed through Adrastia's mind. Some stung more than others. Her father and Ianus could go fuck themselves. They were dead men walking. But Ren, Liane, Leta... they didn't deserve what she was about to do.

A pretty black bow flashed behind her eyelids and Adrastia's entire body shuddered. Her voice raised as she continued to sing, as if she were crying out in pain.

Aah, aah, ooh This is how villains are made This is how villains are made Oooh

Blake had abandoned her. She had left her at their crossroads. Had turned down her begging. The only person to love her like she did... but Blake ran away from her all the same. Adrastia hadn't known what she'd expected.

It wasn't like she blamed Blake. Well, too much. Okay, a lot. But Adrastia could see the logic. Anyone with any sense could see that Mistral's Spear was poison.

So easily we're persuaded When the lines are blurred and faded No one ever starts that way

But she started that way. She was raised as such from before she could even form any memories. Raised to kill. Raised to take care of problems. For Mistral, they said! For justice! They got their weapon... She got cheated out of her childhood...

But this is how villains are made This is how villains are made

No, there was no going back now. It was all going down tonight. By the time the clock chimed midnight, the Mistrali Council would be dead in its entirety. The city would be burning. It would be left as a crater, easy pickings for the Grimm...

Her path was laid out before her. The path that she CHOSE, for once in her life.

It was fortunate that Adrastia had simply been singing and not speaking any of these thoughts out loud. For she was completely unawares of the golden eyes boring into her from the crack in her door.

[restingonlarls]

“As requested.”

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Send in sexy pictures of your Muse to my submit box, and see how my muse reacts...

“Oh, asteri mou...” Adrastia all but moaned as she slid right up to her oft scorned lover. Fingers settled on those pear-shaped hips as coy teeth captured that golden tie in their embrace. “All for me?” She forced out through gritted teeth, violet eyes staring up into molten gold.

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blake?

send a name for my muse to honestly admit if they like them or not from 0 to 10!

"Blake... haha, oh gods, Blake Belladonna! Where do I even begin? Oh that beautiful, wonderful, caring, bitch. Abandons me one moment, tries to get me to run away with her the next! The audacity! My feelings regarding Blake shifts like sand. Ugh, but fine. Yeah, alright, I like them. A lot. That's a solid 10 right there. I'd break the world for that woman..."

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"Blake! Oh, I adore Blake! When we visited Beacon during that tragic Vytal Festival, Blake and I hit it off. Like, seriously, we basically started our own private book club and did each other's makeup on the daily. Was a great sounding board as I pursued Weiss, too. And, of course, I helped her out when she pursued Addie. And, as time went on, we got closer and closer... Yeah, Blake's at a 9 for me. I like her. I really like her. If she weren't so wrapped up with Addie I'd probably go for it. I think we'd work well together."

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Drabble - Reflections

“What? No. I’m not going to get her something for her birthday. That’s ridiculous.”

Adrastia paced back and forth, ignoring the pointed stare she was on the receiving end of. At this rate, she was going to dig a trench in the rug from her walking alone.

“She wouldn’t even want to see me,” the former secret agent declared confidently, “and, I mean, why would she? Last time I saw her, I stabbed her. Right through the thigh. It’s a miracle I missed an artery.”

Adrastia paused, standing ramrod straight where she stopped, and listened intently. Her nose scrunched up in annoyed confusion.

“What do you mean? Of course I meant to kill her. I don’t miss on purpose. I just... got distracted. Ren was on my ass, remember?”

...

“Yeah, I know he didn’t get there until just after I stabbed her, but- look. Look. This is getting off topic. Blake wouldn’t want to see me, alright? I’m not sure I want to see her either. She was a bit of a bitch the last time I saw her. So was I, of course, but that’s kind of my thing. It’s part of my charm.”

She scoffed haughtily as she listened to the response she got from that. How typical. How saccharine. 

“Gods, you’re a hopeless romantic. Don’t be so pathetic. You’re better than that. But, for the sake of argument, what would I even get her? Perhaps a card saying ‘sorry I almost murdered you!’ Oh yes, that’ll be the ticket.”

Adrastia pulled her attention down towards the floor. The dirty, blood-stained carpet of the Mantlean apartment she’d freely liberated from the former occupant. She bit her bottom lip as she considered the words being spoken to her.

“A song... A serenade... I... It’s been a while. Haven’t exactly indulged that since Mistral. I- maybe. Maybe. I promise nothing. I have a job to do, remember. Just because she’s in the city...”

Adrastia Ennius lifted her head and stared intensely into the mirror before her. The reflection in it merely stared at her with a judgmental gaze. It didn’t need to say anything else. Those violet eyes said plenty all on their own.

“Fine.” Adrastia spat venomously. “I’ll think about it. I promise nothing else.”

Her reflection once more said nothing. It hadn’t said anything the entire time.

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@sometimesshattered​ continued from here

Her bedside manner probably left something to be desired; because as soon as Blake tried to sit up, Adrastia pressed her hand against her wife’s shoulder and (lovingly) shoved her back down before she got too far.

“Don’t sit up!” Adrastia hissed. Her entire frame was tense, coiled like a snake ready to strike. There were dark bags under her unusually dull, violet eyes, as if she hadn’t gotten a good night’s sleep in days... which she hadn’t. “You are completely unbelievable! You wake up and your first instinct is to try and get yourself hurt again. Stay in bed!” She snapped. “You’ll pull out your snitches otherwise.”

Oh yes, she could definitely cross off being a nurse from her list of potential careers.

She took a moment to give Blake a fierce glare, trying to get across that she wasn’t fucking around. Then, once satisfied that her wife had gotten the message, Adrastia let out a deep, shuddering breath. Her posture didn’t relax in the slightest, however. If anything she grew more restless and glanced up towards the ceiling, looking for some sort of non-existent comfort.

“Gods, I’m not used to being on this side of the coin...” Adrastia muttered under her breath, before turning her attention back to her injured wife. “I’m fine. The kids are fine. You, on the other hand...”

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@sometimesshattered​ continued from here

If Blake had been stung by Adrastia’s words, then Adrastia reacted in kind to Blake’s - hissing as if she were a snake and recoiling from the blatant truth being thrust into her face.

That was the issue with arguing with Blake.

Adrastia herself was a raging inferno. Volatile. Emotional. Out to cause as much hurt and pain as she was feeling at that very moment. Subconsciously or not, she wanted to rile Blake up. She wanted to get the cat faunus to argue back, for things to escalate, to just get all of it OUT. Sometimes it was far easier to just... push her away. It was what Adrastia always did. It was what she was best at. Just ask her team! Oh wait.

But Blake knew better.

Truly, it was a miracle that Blake had stuck by her for this long, not that Adrastia was in any mood to appreciate that fact. Adrastia wanted to rage. She wanted to hurt and get hurt in turn, but of course Blake Belladonna would have none of it. No, she just faced her head on and confronted her with cold facts and a calm demeanor.

It was infuriating. Especially because it fucking worked. UGH!

So, naturally - predictably - Adrastia made one last attempt to get a reaction out of Blake. As if that would end well for her in any scenario.

“Running away again like you always do? Predictable! Don’t act so fucking above it all, Blake! We both know you’re not!”

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Fangs and Claws

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It’s date night down in Menagerie and gods only know how much these two needed some time away from the kids

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@sometimesshattered​

It was the same pattern every night. Around 8 or 9pm, never later, Blake would retreat to the bathroom or somewhere private. Somewhere Addie couldn’t keep an eye on her. It wasn’t that Adrastia didn’t trust Blake, but, well... she didn’t trust Blake. It was nothing against Blake (well, maybe a little), but it was hard to trust anyone after all these years.

What was Blake doing every night that she couldn’t do it right in front of Addie? What was so damnably private that she had to keep it from her? It rubbed Adrastia all the wrong ways.

Was Blake reporting on her? Adrastia knew that Renatus hired the faunus to drag her back to him, but Blake claimed she wasn’t doing that... “Claimed” being the operative word.

Adrastia had to be sure.

One night, while on their so called sojourn to Menagerie, Adrastia put her skills to use. Blake had excellent hearing, true, but Adrastia was well acquainted with tip-toeing around Faunus. She wouldn’t be a very good agent otherwise. Blake was on the scroll with someone. She was speaking softly, but... it didn’t sound like a report. No, if anything...

If anything, it sounded like a bedtime story.

The fuck?

And Adrastia just stood there, body leaned against the wall separating the balcony from the room they were staying in for the night, just absorbing everything she was hearing. Who on Remnant was Blake speaking to so... softly? A bedtime story, really? What? The possibilities raced through Adrastia’s mind, and suddenly the fact that Blake was so very concerned about Addie’s pregnancy made terrible sense.

It wasn’t just Blake’s usual concern for Adrastia. It derived from personal experience.

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Song Post - Am I Blue?

Am I blue? Am I blue? Ain't these tears In these eyes telling you? Am I blue? You'll be too If your schemes like your dreams Done fell through

Was a time, I was her only one Now I am the sad and lonely one Oh, yes I am

Was I gay 'til today? Now she's gone and we're through Am I blue?

Was a time, I was her only one Now I am the sad and lonely one I'm such a lonely one

Was I gay 'til today? Now she's gone and we're through Am I blue?

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“A long time ago, a panther, or perhaps it was a jaguar, loved to look up at the sky every night. The sun would set and she would prop herself up in her favorite tree, admiring the shining canvas of the night. As time went on, the panther began to covet a particularly bright star in the eastern sky.”

“This star, as bright as it shone, was volatile and cruel. It rebuffed the panther’s advances, but began to covet them in turn. For the star was lonely in the sky, even among all the other twinkling lights. For stars are actually infinitely far apart, you see. Here was this panther taking an interest in them, and they were persistent about it, even though their desire was impossible.”

“One day, the panther was visited by its good friend, the phoenix. Now, the phoenix was unique, for every year it flew to the sun and back to replenish itself. It came to know many of the stars along the way, including the star that the panther so loved. The phoenix was wary of the panther’s affections, telling them that it would only get them hurt, but the panther did not care. The phoenix had no choice but to accept this, and during its yearly flight to the sun, it would relay messages between the panther and the star.”

“Tragedy struck, as it so often does. One night, the panther noticed that their star didn’t shine as bright as usual, and every night the star became dimmer and dimmer... Until one night, the star began to fall out of the sky entirely. In a panic, the panther told their phoenix friend, and the phoenix grabbed the panther in its talons and flapped its mighty wings.”

“The panther and the phoenix soared through the heavens, rushing after the falling star. Before it could hit the ground, the panther snatched it up with its mighty jaws, saving the star from an untimely demise.”

“The star was distraught, however. It had fallen. It would never shine in the sky ever again. But the panther told her not to worry about such things. That now was the time to heal, to recover, so that one day the star might shine as brightly as they used to. To that effort, the star stayed with the panther, and they became close.”

“Over time, the star healed and indeed began to shine as brightly as it once had, just as the panther predicted. However, when the time came for the phoenix to lift the star back into the heavens, the star declined. The star had fallen in love with the panther, just as the panther had long since fallen in love with it. The star chose to stay with the panther, and so they lived happily together for the rest of their lives.”

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“To be fair... “

“They had it comin' They had it comin' They only had themselves to blame If you'd have been there If you'd have seen it I betcha you would have done the same.”

“But, you’re right. I am perfect. And you’re the only one allowed to claim such perfection as her own.”

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You girls need JESUS

“No, I need Blake to do whatever the fuck she wants to do with me.”

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Song Post - Everytime We Touch

Link to song: (x)

I still hear your voice, when you sleep next to me. I still feel your touch in my dream. (in my dream) Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why, Without you, it's hard to survive.

'Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling. And every time we kiss, I swear I could fly. Can't you feel my heart beat fast? I want this to last. Need you by my side.

'Cause every time we touch, I feel the static. And every time we kiss, I reach for the sky. Can't you hear my heart beat so? I can't let you go. Want you in my life.

Your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky. They wipe away tears that I cry. (that I cry) The good and the bad times: we've been through them all. You make me rise when I fall.

'Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling. And every time we kiss, I swear I could fly. Can't you feel my heart beat fast? I want this to last. Need you by my side.

'Cause every time we touch, I feel the static. And every time we kiss, I reach for the sky. Can't you hear my heart beat so? I can't let you go. Want you in my life.

'Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling. And every time we kiss, I swear I could fly. Can't you feel my heart beat fast? I want this to last. Need you by my side.

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👀 Blake @ Addie — because you know she could always use the validation.

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Adrastia pinned the other girl to her bed. Her head was already buried in the crook of Blake’s neck, teeth nipping at the cat faunus’ skin, marking Blake as hers in the best way that Adrastia knew how.

“What do I find most attractive about you?” Adrastia purred, staring into Blake’s golden eyes. She released one of Blake’s wrists, instead trailing down to her lover’s thighs. “Your legs are awfully convincing, especially when they’re wrapped around me... One way or another.”

She pressed her lips to Blake’s jawline, and trailed kisses up to the edge of Blake’s lips. “Or should I tell you all about how I get lost in those eyes of yours. About how intense, yet loving they are. How they strip me down to my very soul...”

Deft fingertips grazed across a scar on Blake’s inner thigh, before trailing upwards to brush against a notable scar on the faunus’ abdomen. “But perhaps what I love most of all... Is that you’re a warrior. I love to see the evidence of your battles, I love to... take care of them.” She whispered headily before fully capturing Blake’s lips in her own.

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So, I was thinking over the Fall of Mistral. You know, that big climatic event that defines this entire blog and marks the major canon divergence for everything I do. I did some calculations about everything that goes down... And I’ve come to the realization that Adrastia has about four intense fights in a row that night.

Adrastia vs. The Mistrali Council (and their guards)

She murders everyone on live tv

Adrastia and Blake vs. Adam

Effectively replacing the Yang and Blake vs. Adam fight from canon

Understandably only happens in verses that revolve around Addie’s ship with Blake... which is the main verse... so...

Similar scenario as the fight it replaces: Adam has been stalking Blake, Addie swoops in for the save... because she sees Blake as hers to kill

Same result as in canon; Adam is killed

Adrastia vs. Blake

Takes place immediately after the previous fight.

Adrastia starts attacking Blake the moment Adam’s body drops

The fight with Adam was brutal for Blake, and she’s thoroughly exhausted and injured. Addie readily gets the upper hand because of this.

Blake almost dies. Adrastia stabs her through the leg and is getting ready to finish her off while the city burns around them. The only reason Blake doesn’t die is...

Adrastia vs. Renatus

...Is because Renatus comes in for the save.

It’s Adrastia’s turn to be exhausted, injured, and on the back foot. She’s been fighting all night. Her aura broke during the fight with Blake.

Renatus is full of righteous fury and doesn’t hold back until the end.

He wins and drives Addie off. He could have killed her but refuses to. No matter what she’s done, she’s still his best friend.

Supposed to be one of the single most emotional events of this blog’s story... which makes me terrified to actually write it out.

Adrastia escapes the city, injured but victorious, and Mistral falls.