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@azaleastormcd​ asked:

" i... i'm so tired... " // Annaleigh && Luciel

emotional prompts.

Her voice was already sounding so weak and panic was threatening to bloom in his chest at any moment, even as he tried to remain calm so as not to worry Annaleigh. She’d lost a lot of blood, and though Vanderwood had done his best to ease the bleeding, it was rather obvious that they needed medical help. All Seven could do was kneel there in the back of the car, holding onto his girlfriend's hand, giving a gentle squeeze of comfort now and then. He’d called in Ashley to watch over Tommy while they were gone. He knew if any trouble were to happen, Ashley would react quite quickly. “Hey - it’s okay. You just have to keep talking to me, okay? We’re almost there, you’re going to be okay...”, and when he found the bastard who’d done this he was going to make them wish that they had never been born, “Tell me something nice... maybe something Tommy said or done? Anything at all, just keep awake, okay?”.

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~ Verse Tags ~

Verse01 - Bell Ringer - Main Verse(BSD)

Verse02 - I’ll Shatter So You May Remain Whole - Great War(BSD) 

Verse03 - Deathly Paradise - Mystic Messenger(Mint Eye)

Verse04 - Chimes of A Shattered Bell - BSD(AU-Sabriel)

Verse05 - Treasured Bonds - BSD (Stella/Ashley)

Verse06 - Promised Lands AU 

Verse07 - Fragile Mind Made Of Jagged Glass - BSD (BEAST AU)

Verse08 - Planets Lost Voice - FF7  

Verse09 - Hydro Vision - Genshin Impact 

Verse10 - Gates of Another Story - AUs

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@lachrymosestorm​ - Short Lyrical Starter ~ 

“I wanted to be in her shoes for one day. I just waited till recess to make her pay~” 

[intostone-blog1]

( @personatvs )  //  ***

        ❝   ------  that was a pretty close call earlier.  you doing okay?  ❞  

[swallowedblood-archived]

KNUCKLES  CLASHED  AGAINST  HIS  JAW  in a ferocious punch  .  All  weight  &  strength  given  into  it  would  be  enough  to  force  Marcus  to  the  ground  .  Bianca’s  breathing  was  all  ragged  ,  tearing  up  her  throat  as  her  own  jaw  was  clenched  .  Her  instinct  was  to  continue  ,  the  beast  within  her  began  to  show  .  Her  eyes  were  red  and  nostrils  all  flared  up  in  anger    ---    and  suddenly  ,  a  kick  was  delivered  to  his  stomach  ,  between  his  ribs  .      ❝     You  disgust  me  !     ❞

*┊ I.D. ⟩ @breakthings  --  sc.

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@agent-candyfloss​ asked:

12. my  muse  helping  your  muse  clean  blood  off  of  them. (For Seven)

A    BLOOD   LUST    INBOX    MEME.

For the longest of times - he’d never truly feared death. As long as Saeran and those he cared for were safe, then that was all that mattered. He’d thrown his own life away when he was fifteen - no, even before he met Rika and V, he’d sworn to protect Saeran no matter the personal cost. His own life had never carried much meaning. It was why he could toss himself head first into danger and afford to be as lazy as he was when it came to work that bored him to death. He only met those deadlines for Vanderwoods sake. He only fought to survive so he could hold onto the power to keep his brother safe. He only became a member of RFA because V had requested it and he owned him so much.

When had that feeling started to change? When had he started to fight to survive for his own reasons? It took all this drama with his father to make him realise that he didn’t actually wish to die - though that was difficult to admit to. All he knew was when Anikka ran towards him in the hospital and basically threw herself into his arms despite the blood that still coated his skin, he felt tears finally building up and freely falling. So much was happening all at once but right now, he concentrated fully on the girl in his arms, kissing the top of her head gently once they’d both had time to catch back their breaths.

“I’m...I’m sorry...”, he apologised as he allowed himself to be lead over to the private bathroom, sitting on the edge of the tub as Anikka ran a warm bath for him, “...I was rather reckless...wasn’t I?”. There was so much that he needed to explain to her and yet he didn’t even know where to start. Getting rid of the blood might be the best course of action for now - least the doctors hired by Jumin didn’t ask too many questions.

Carefully, he lowered himself into the warm water, hissing slightly as the water rubbed against old wounds and new alike, hands balling up into fists by either side as he tried to catch back his breath. But - she was so gentle, why would he think otherwise? For a few seconds, all he could do was sit there in a sort of daze, watching the slow and careful movements from the other agent, eventually moving a shaky hand over her own, gently helping to clean off the dried blood from old and new wounds alike. “...I’m...”, he swallowed and leaned in to rest his head gently against hers, “I missed you”.

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@yokohamaweretiger​ asked:

🍫 (Atsushi, yokohamaweretiger / A God's Love)

It’s Pocky Day!

“Huh? What’s this?”, he’s curious as he takes the offered box, pulling out one of the sticks to examine for a second before taking a bite, “Huh, sweets? These are pretty nice”, he smiles as he leans into Atsushi’s side, handing a stick up towards him, “Here, try it. It’s pretty nice”. It was only after he spoke that he somewhat realised that Atsushi no doubt had tried such a thing before now. He honestly needed to stop being so amazed at everything in this era.

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@frozcnlight​ continued from [X] (CAUSE TUMBLR HATES ME)

It truly felt as though every single bone in his body ached, tired eyes scanning the room that he had woken inside, confused at where he was. This certainly didn’t seem like any type of holding cell or a lab or any other such setting that he’d expected to wake in. Ara had gone silent and yet his head was still throbbing - but he took note that he seemed less injured than before. Had he really been out for that long? “Erm...”, he’d been about to attempt to address the young male that sat by his side, a million questions dying at the arrival of Miran, gaze watching as they interacted. Siblings? Maybe. He still couldn’t let his guard drop...though that seemed like a foolish thought given just how hard it currently was to even move his hand much more than simply placing it over his head, feeling the band aids to be placed over the various small injuries he must have received when he’d toppled down that last building. Shit though - he couldn’t stay here. He couldn’t risk these people getting into trouble just because of him and yet he knew he couldn’t actually leave, even if he wanted to. His grip on his ability was rather weak, his body ached and even Ara had fallen silent. A few hours longer and perhaps he might be healed enough to begin to move around again...but at the same time...

Thoughts drifted away as he listened to what was being said, the males voice fading away into the distance. It was kinda nice just to witness something that seemed so natural for a change, the smallest of smiles forming when Miran came back over to his side. “It’s nothing really I just...”. Explosion? Alright, that could be explained away with such an excuse though he wondered if she’d question the nature of such an explosion. And she’d found him? Had anyone seen her take him here then?

With a bit of effort and gritting his teeth, he shifted to sit slowly upright, his back feeling as though it was cracking back into place as he searched for his own words. There were a million and one things he could say and yet he had no idea where to start. Maybe trying to work out his location was the best for now.

“...so where is this?”, he glanced around the room but he’d never been in somewhere as cosy and warm looking as this room, living on the streets for the majority of his life like he had - even the safe house that Oda rented out for them was nothing compared to this, “Ah...sorry I should thank you first. I don’t know what may have happened if you hadn’t found me”. He had a pretty good idea, but he swallowed back that fear and tried to focus on there here and now, on the details that he needed to know.

“Did you see anyone else nearby? I’m just worried in case anyone else may have been involved in the explosion...”, it wasn’t really a lie, was it? Sure he was curious if any of his hunters had been close enough to see Sehun and his sister rescue him but if they had been then they’d simply have stopped them, right? His head hurt too much to focus on much for too long. All he could do was hope that Shirase had got back to the hideout in time to move those with gifts to another location.

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@breathless-darkness​ said 

💀 (Kai and Chu- let the clone and the original fight)

DARK/VIOLENT STARTERS

26. “I’ll kill you, I swear to God, I’ll fucking kill you!”

This is... This is impossible. There’s no way in hell that things had gotten this crazy. Okay so the whole Dazai becoming slightly insane and Arahabaki being an annoying pain in the neck and this switching of abilities...everything was already rather crazy and yet the sight to currently greet him had him frozen in both shock and fear - eyes unable to pull away from the double of him that stood on the other side of the thick glass that separated the rooms. Perhaps a part of him had been wishing he’d imagined things while Kyran had used that stupid doll on him but -  “The fuck are you supposed to be?”, he snapped out in sheer hatred, trying to push back that unnatural feeling he had into something that could be more useful. Least he was hosting Arahabaki again. His emotions were free to run as raw as they liked and he needed that. If he’d had to put up with the effects of No Longer Human and come face to face with...with this then maybe he wouldn’t have made a large dent in the base of the room. Kyran somehow had made this place rather hard to break out from but not for one moment was he willing to accept that it was impossible.  “I’ll kill you, I swear to God, I’ll fucking kill you!”, he had enough issues accepting that he was human without having to deal with a fucking clone of all things. And then it finally hit him. Hard enough to make him stumble back, away from the glass, from that thing that looked so like himself. There was only one way that made sense for this to be happening - for everything around him to somehow have been designed perfectly to contain his power. He’d thought maybe Kyran had simply read over the reports of what had happened. As an executive he was free to do so - but this? This suggested something that made his blood boil even more.  “That bastard. He was there...he was in that centre...he fucking...”. This was crazy but everything was beginning to settle into place now, all the puzzle pieces falling into their places, Chuuya finally ripping his gaze away as he tried to control the urge to blast this pretty little box into a thousand peices. Dazai was still rather out of it so who knew if corruption would be stopped or not? Though by this point he was on the edge of throwing caution to the wind.  He’d rip through everyone. He’d kill them all. He’d make sure none of these bastards could ever do something like this to another child, ever. 

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@frozcnlight​ asked:

“I should never have fallen in love with you” - Chuuya

Growling Suggestion Meme - Accepting!

Whoever said that words were just that, that they could not hurt as much as a blade, must never have been in love. He’d been forced to watch as the woman he loved had married such a spiteful man, her warmth drowned out by his cold heart. Soulmates or not, he failed to understand just why it had to happen. Why did she need to follow the design put in place by some higher power that understood nothing, not cared, about how she would suffer as a consequence. But was it really for Miran that he was feeling this way? He was stuck in a silver cage, much like a caged bird, watching silently through the day as Miran and Fyodor tried to act somewhat normal around one another, a strange show and yet one he was so used to by now. Miran was pregnant. She was going to have Fyodor’s child and he’d yet to really understand just how he felt about all of this. All he knew for certain was that he loved Miran and no matter what Fyodor tried, that was a fact that was never going to change.

“We can’t control who we fall in love with”, he sighed lightly as he shifted from the bed and moved over to sit by the bars of the cage, carefully reaching out to stroke her cheek gently with his thumb, “...none of this is your fault. This wasn’t only the one way thing, you know? I fell for you - hard and I wouldn’t ever wish not to have met you”. He smiled softly, carefully pulling his hand back inside as the collar had warmed slightly in warning and the last thing that Miran needed was to see him in pain, as slight as it may be compared to other times. He wished the best for the woman but knew that they were both trapped inside a nightmare that seemed impossible to break free from.

“I love, Miran. No matter what may happen, that will never change. I’m sorry. I can’t change how I feel”. It wasn’t as though there wasn’t a part of him that wished to scream and shout about how stupid she’d been to go through with the wedding, to be having that demon’s child, but what would be the point? They were already suffering enough without attempting to place blame on one another shoulders. Perhaps he should have tried harder. Perhaps she should have listened to his wishes. Who knew what would have happened in either case though? One, or both of them may have simply been killed and though living in this nightmare was stressful, at the very least he got to watch over Miran. Was this how you knew you truly loved someone? When you were willing to suffer for the rest of your days if it would mean a smile would come to their face? As rare as that may be?

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Xmas Starter @frozcnhearts​

“Jingle bells, Jingle bells!” “I swear I’m going to shove you in the oven”, Saeran glared as his brother bounced around the kitchen, glancing over towards Sehun, someone who he still wasn’t over the moon at having to spend so much time with, “...can you do something to distract him? I’m sure your method will be much nicer than mine”. “No death threats at Christmas”, Vanderwood sighed but remained working on the meal that he was currently working on, Saeyoung bouncing over to Sehun and hugging into him tightly. “Come on! Sing with me! It really gets you into the mood!”. “...god I hate Christmas”, Saeran muttered, joining Vanderwood in helping to prepare the food and hoping that Sehun wasn’t totally useless and could so something about his annoying brother.

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@frozcnhearts​ asked:

❤️ { Pocky game - Sehun and Seven! O: } 

It’s Pocky Day!

A grin was all the warning that the blonde would get, along with a warning from Vanderwood as Seven tackled Sehun to the sofa, teeth latching onto the end of the pocky in order to try to avoid chocking his boyfriend, that mischievous glint never leaving his amber eyes as he nibbles quickly away at the stick, planting his lips firmly on Sehun’s, Vanderwood seeming to hover nearby, just to make sure there was no chocking before disappearing into the kitchen to give them space. “Heeh - you’re sharing chocolate with me...you must love me then!”

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@frozcnlight​ said:

“It’s my parents. They’ve arranged me to marry someone else.” 

Arranged Marriage Starters

Wow. It was amazing how quick it could feel as though the entire world had come crashing down around you. He could control gravity but he couldn’t control the way in which his heart suddenly felt too large for his chest, his lungs too small to take in the needed air. She’d given him a home, a place where he felt wanted and safe and now... Why was he so surprised? A part of his mind was screaming at him, telling him not to lose his temper with her, telling him that this wasn’t Miran’s fault but her parents. But if she was telling him this then it meant she was going ahead with it, right? This little world she’d opened up for him was being closed in his face. Again and again this shit happened. Port Mafia was the only place that truly would ever accept him...least that’s what it felt like. “...Was this all a joke?”, he snapped out the words but managed not to crack the flooring beneath his feet, eyes glistening with tears that he refused to let fall around her, “You can’t just do that. You can’t tell someone that you love them...you can’t give them a fucking home if your just going to kick them back out into the fucking streets!”. The floor did crack a little then, Chuuya taking to the air to avoid further damage. He didn’t want to destroy the hotel. He didn’t know what he wanted. Everything just fucking hurt and he was just so tired of placing his faith in the hands of those he thought he could trust. Least she hadn’t stabbed him. Least she hadn’t blown up his car. She’d just broken his heart - and a weapon was never supposed to have a heart in the first place.

“Well I hope you guys are fucking happy together”.

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@yokohamaweretiger​ Said:

☹ (Connected By A Thread, because that just seems to be our eternal angst verse)

Well That Hurt

Chu - 72 - Mild Burns All Over the Body

He’d wanted no fuss, yet he really shouldn’t have been too surprised when Dazai had arrived with Atsushi, Chuuya giving his ex partner a glare but that was about all he had the energy for. He laid in the private ward of a hospital, wrapped in just as many bandages as Dazai was, least that’s how it felt. A job had gone wrong, he’d been caught in an explosion...and maybe had went in and out the burning building to save as many of his men as possible. “I’m fine...just need a little time to heal is all”, he sighed and reached over to wrap an arm around his boyfriend, holding him gently against his side. I’m sorry. I can only imagine how scared you must have felt...my thoughts were racing all over the place before cutting off so suddenly. I’m sorry for worrying you. Still want rid of Dazai thou, he’s enjoying this way too much...

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@yokohamaweretiger​ sent Halloween Greetings

There was a knock on Chuuya's door followed by a "trick or treat!" from Atsushi. 

“Aren’t you a bit too old to be going around guising?”, despite that he knows that Atsushi is well aware of how he truly feels and just incase he doesn’t, he’s soon wrapped in Chuuya’s arms and given a loving kiss, “How goes your mission for candy then?”