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                   ˜”*°•.      Eyes  locked  on  the  other  momentarily  -  his  face  unknown ,  yet  his  casual  indifference  intriguing.  A  trap  had  he  almost  got  himself  caught  into,  yet  somehow,  not  even  the  slightest  drop  of  anxiety   radiated  from  his  demeanor .  ❝ There  has  been  a  worrisome  increase  in  wild  animals .  Wolves ,  foxes. ❞  Words  echoed  similarly  casual ,  the  interest  only  growing  as  seconds  went  by   -  for  as  much  as  the  boy  ahead  could  be  some  random  rather  arrogant  commoner ,  she  couldn’t  fight  off  the  feeling  there  was  more  to  him.

❝ Why ?  Would  there  be  a  reason  for  me  to  want  to  trap  you ?  ❞  Question  escaped  her  casual ,  as  she  stepped  ahead  to  pick  up  the  trap .  Quite  unfortunate  that  it’d  been  wasted  for  the  sake  of  a  piece  of  wood,  but  well ,  not  every  single  day  could  be  exciting,  she  guessed.  The  full  moon  was  approaching,  after  all ;  wouldn’t  that  be  the  perfect  time  for  victims ?

❝ You  should  be  careful  walking  around  here.  You  can  never  know  what  you  might  come  across  with.  ❞ 

Compared to Mystic Falls, this city was far worse. At times, he wished he had remained in Portland, where he could have terrorized his remaining family members before reclaiming what was rightfully his, and what better city could have been the birthplace? Boys painted villains were known to always return to their origins, so why wouldn't he? To be honest, he did not like seeing werewolves; he preferred the stories they were told as kids over their actual appearance. Additionally, they were less cstastrophic. From his perspective, anyhow. Thoigh over the yeare, Kai had noticed that his opinion on it did not matter much.

But what really mattered was the curiosity that fueled his thoughts. It only took one whisper, one faint word of someone to be less trusted than him and he would be on his feet, treading the woods as though they were his own, one unwatchful moment and a trap would snap shut. Somehow it did, or not at all. His foot moves over the trap underneath, elegantly paying no mind to the metal plate in its midst as he digs his foot against the large branch that had set it off. "God, imagine that was a foot. I'd prefer to go all— poof in the air instead of that. Looks brutal. I dig it."

Kai's head swiveled, a cheeky grin spread across his face like the soft sound of a bird after a hurricane. His eyes sparkled with mischief as he fixed them on the woman. It was a grin that promised trouble, the kind that made you both want to roll your eyes and laugh out loud. He leaned slightly forward, his shoulders shifting, as if eager to see her reaction to his sudden, playful attention. "So what are you trying to trap here? Can't be me, I'd have noticed a hot chick being after me."

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                   ˜”*°•.      Perhaps  a  simple  bullet  had  never  been  her  favorite  means  to  killing  puppies .  Perhaps  a  simple  bullet  had  never  been  as  satisfactory  or  well ,  entertaining  as  a  torture .   However,  fun  and  games  were  not  for  all  the  occasions .  And  right  now ?  She  would  rather  see  the  other  on  the  ground  as  quick  as  possible .  ❝ Delusional  till  the  very  last  moment .  I  like  that.  ❞  A  smile  of  sheer  disdain  accompanied  her  words ;  digits  coming  to  press  the  trigger  of  the  gun  still  aiming  in his  direction.

The wolf growls as she brings herself to her feet, the glare never fading as emerald optics remain locked on the hunter. Position shifts slightly as the gun is raised, his hands curling into tight fists as if preparing himself to dodge as best as he could. "I should be asking you that." If she thought she was the first hunter to come for him, she was sadly mistaken. Even if he knew it was something he deserved, he wasn't going to go down without a fight. Not when he knew his father could still be in her sights.

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Domestic Bickering Sentences, Vol. 4

(Sentences for problems - big, small, serious, and light - between muses in a relationship. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"You could have just fucking told me!"

"I'm guessing you haven't got time for sex?"

"Why are you late?"

"Can you at least pretend to enjoy yourself?"

"Can we just enjoy each other's company for a little while?"

"I was looking for advice, not a lecture."

"Keep this up and you'll be sleeping in the spare room tonight!"

"I have said I'm sorry!"

"Not everything is about you!"

"I don't care what you meant to do; it's what you did that I don't like!"

"We don't have any fun! Not like we used to!"

"When I want your advice, I'll ask for it!"

"Are you going to be angry all evening?"

"You're up to something! I know the signs!"

"Is this your way of apologising?"

"Rules are rules! No opera before 8am!"

"You're a walking ball of neediness!"

"What have you been doing all day?"

"You are the most stubborn creature on this earth!"

"Honey, you look horrific!"

"I don't know about you, but I've had enough of this tedious spat!"

"You've devoted to melodrama."

"It's called work-life balance. Maybe try it sometime?"

"Don't even think about telling me to calm down!"

"I'm already in a foul mood - let's not make it any worse."

"Don't shout! You'll wake the children!"

"Typical. You're always thinking about yourself."

"There's a nicer way to make your point, you know!"

"You promised me when we got married that you'd never come between me and my work."

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@razorfst sent: stand up , this isn't over yet

                   ˜”*°•.      Breath  shuddered  in  chest ,  pain  radiating  from  the  wound  on  her  side .  Gaze  met  the  other’s ,  hand  coming   to  grab  the  weapon  from  the  holster  belt.  She  aimed  at  him ,  slowly  standing  up .    ❝ It  isn’t ,  indeed . ❞  It  might’ve  been  foolish ;  going  there  alone .  However ,  if  the  other  thought   an  Argent  was  to  be  easily  beaten ;  well ,  it  wasn’t  happening .  ❝ Any  last  words ? ❞

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@razorfst sent : take a step back

                   ˜”*°•.      For  a  brief  moment ,  they  found  themselves  freezing .  Shit .  The  place  should’ve  been  empty ,  hadn’t  the  others  activated  the  emergency  alarm ?  Sure,  the  plan  had  sounded  inane  since  the  start .  However,  getting  caught  in  the  first  five  minutes ?  This  was  a  new  record  of  absolute  failure.   ❝ This  is  not  what  it  seems  to  be . ❞  Words  way  too  foolish  to  speak ;  for  weren’t  they  right  next  to  the  desk ,  holding  the  very  specific  documents ? 

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                   ˜”*°•.      Steel  hitting  steel ;  the  sound  of  it deafening ,  heralds  of  death  echoing  louder  and  louder  at  every  given  hit .  A  sharp  pain  attacking  his  body ,  scarlet  color  spreading  across  his  sleeve .  But  he  couldn’t  allow  defeat .  He  couldn’t  die .  This  hardship  nothing  but  a  foolish  mistake ;  he  should  have  never  fled,  he  should  have  never  succumbed  to  fear  and  walked  away .  He  should  have  face  his  responsibility ,  be  the  Dragon  Reborn  he  was  meant  to  be. 

It'd  happened  in  the  middle  of  day .  Walking  a  few  miles  way  from  the  Kingdom ,  when  the  sound  of  horses  echoed  from  afar .  He  could  have  attacked  them ;  in  his  head,  the  voice  of  the  One  Power  had  urged  him  to  destroy  them .  Use  the  Power  he’d  been  gifted  -  or  well,  cursed -  with ,  save  his  life. But  he couldn’t .  For  what  would  happen  if  the  world  learned  who  he  truly  was ?  What  if  the  wrong  ears  heard  he  was  the  destined  to  be  Hero  or  Destroyer  of  the  world ?  So ,  he’d  just  lied .  Pretended  to  be   a  wanderer  -  even   if  after  spending  a  week  in  prison  they  decided  to  test  him   in  the  arena.

Kill  him .  You  have  the  power  to  kill  him .  The  swords  met  once  more ,  the  voice  inside  his  head  ignored .  He  couldn’t  channel .  He  was  just  an   ordinary  man  like  he’  always  been ,  ever  before  learning  his  destiny .  A  destiny  of  becoming  the  king  of  the  world   -  yet  a  destiny  that  was  to  condemn  him  to  insanity  from  the  poison  of  his  own  power .  Sword  came  once  more  in  his  direction,  yet  he  blocked  it  last  moment,  hitting  the  other  instead  in  the  stomach .  The  man  fell  on  the  ground ,  and  for  a  second  he  felt  a  weird  satisfaction  together  with  a  horrible  nausea ,  guilt ;  the  man  was  dead ,  and  he’d  died  from  his  hand . 

❝  He  is  dead .  ❞  Words  he  couldn’t  tell  whether  they  were  a  realization  or  an  announcement.

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Send, "What are you doing here?!" for receiver to arrive on Sender's doorstep unexpectedly.

Send, "I'm sorry I didn't warn you." for sender to arrive on receiver's doorstep unexpectedly.

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Hit the heart for my muse to threaten yours

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                   ˜”*°•.      When  had  it  all  started ?  Her  stomach  twisted  at  the  thought  of  it .  At  the  memory  of  Lewis  killing  himself  in  the  most  brutal  way .  At  the  sensation  of  helplessness,  guilt,  terror .  She  looked  at  the  other  and  she  wanted  to  disappear ,  wanted  to  erase  herself  from  existence.   However,  she  couldn’t  - for  wasn’t  she  too  useless  to  achieve  even  that ?  ❝ I  saw  something .  ❞  Words  that  barely  escaped  her  lips ;  voice  fighting  its  way  out  as  if  wanting  to  chock  her.

❝ He  was  acting  so  weird,  attacked  me  and  then  he  was  just  confused.  I  --  ❞  A  pause  -  it  wasn’t  fair .  She’d  just  started  to  rebuild  her  life,  to  become  a  better  person .  Why  had  everything  turned  out  like  that ?   ❝ He  was  looking  at  me ,  smiling  and  he …  he  just  kept  smashing  that  thing  into  his  face  until  he …  ❞  A  sudden  noise  -  her  eyes  turning  towards  the   other  side  of  the  room ,  heartbeat  accelerating  once  more .  ❝ Did  you  hear  that ?  ❞  Voice  that  echoed  almost  begging  as  she  looked  at  the  woman  once  more ,  jumping  the  moment  she  saw  that  smile  flash  on  her  face  momentarily .  Then,  she  was  back  to  normal .  

The fear radiating off Skye was apparent to the young hunter. Of course Alexis believed her, wanting nothing more than to help - to protect. "That does sound unsettling." A sympathetic nod as she listens. "Well I have to say that's certainly a new one for me. But surely we can figure this out." That was what she did right, figure out the problem or find the monster and stop it.

"No it's okay, I believe you." Alexis is quick to reassure her with as sincere a tone as she can muster. She knew what it was like not be believed about such strange things. Often being told the spirits she saw as a child were part of her imagination. "Okay... Let's try and figure this out. Can you tell me when it all started? Maybe if we can build a timeline we can figure out what's happening here. Leave out no details, anything could be important."

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                   ˜”*°•.      Perhaps  some  time  ago ,  this  friendship  would’ve  seemed  impossible.  Perhaps  some  time  ago ,  Draco’s  real  self,  the  face  behind  the  mask,  would’ve  never  been  imagined ,  however  now ?  He  couldn’t  have  been  more  thankful  for  this .  He  appreciated  him ,  owed  him  the  world  really ;  for  how  many  times  had  Draco  been  there  for  him ?  How  many  times  had  he  saved  him  from  his  own  self ?  How  many  times  ha  he  supported  him  even  when  it  got  dangerous ?  So ,  no.  This  fear  of  his  was  not  to  come  true .  Not  now,  not  ever.   ❝ Do  you  want  to  talk  about  it ? ❞  Something  had  happened .  He’d  come  to  know  the  hard  way  that  Draco’s  life  was  a  far  cry  from  what  he  was  showing  it  off  to  be.  That  not  everything  was  happiness  and  power .  But  to  reach  the  point  of  fearing  a  sudden  destruction  of  their  friendship ?  He  could  only  imagine  what’d  gone  so  awry .  ❝ The  last  person  that  can  call  themselves  pathetic,  is  you. ❞  If  Draco  was  pathetic,  then  what  made  the  rest  of  them  be ?

Long  explanation  :  he  has  been  a  bad  day,  truly  horrible  bad  day,  and  into  moments  like  this,  when  his  traumas  walk  up  all  over  again,  he  was  totaly  scared  again  he  becoming  his  previous  self.  Oh,  there  was  also  casual  reminder  about  how  self-consciousness  concerning  himself  didn't  taking  long  to  awakening  inside  of  him.  Some  days,  he  couldn't  deal,  another  time,  with  the  reflection  of  himself  …  Some  days,  he  disapproved  even  his  own  looks,  because  as  much  it  looked  alike  of  his  metaphoric  twin,  he  remained  physically  different,  which  was  something,  once  upon  a  time,  he  didn't  have  to  get  worried  about  that.  Did  he  mentionned  how  fucked  up  his  own  brain  was  ?  Did  he  mentionned  how  he  was  supposed  to  be  hopeless  case  ?  Concerning  short  explanation  ---  ❝  These  are  fears  that  sometimes  arise.  ❞  Another  topic  he  could  speak  for  hours.  Fear of  death,  in  which  he  experienced  it  closely many times,  he  wasn't  even  sure  if  he  healed  of  that  strangling  …  since  he  has  been  basically  rewritten  his  entire  existence  based  on  the  event,  but  refused  put  the  blame  on  his  friend.  Fear  of  abandonement  who  never  leave  him,  regardless  if  it's  was  legacy  of  another  life.  Fear  of  himself,  of  imperfection,  not  going  enough  regardless  his  efforts  …  It  was  funny  when  he  wasn't  scared  of  SOMETHING.  ❝  Well  …  something  went  wrong,  and  it  brought  all  this  out  inside.  Sometimes  I  can  handle  it …  and  other  times,  well  …  I  remember  how  pathetic  I  am.  ❞ He self-mocked.

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@lenfear sent: Don't

                   ˜”*°•.      A  world  teeming  with  chaos  and  enemies .  What  had  seemed  like  a  glorious  victory  was  nothing  more  than  a  fleeting  moment, the  calm  before  the  storm  of  destruction  that  was  yet  to  come.. However ,  even  if  he’d  come  to  terms  with  his  life  being  surrounded  with  danger,  it  didn’t  mean  that  he’d  let  his  friends  share  the  destiny.  And  definitely,  not  her .

The  other’s  touch  got  him  to stop  on  his  tracks  -  eyes  meeting  hers .  ❝ They  have  her . ❞   Words  that  lacked  the  coldness ,  he’d  so  hard  tried  to  hold  against  her .  Egwenne  was  in  jeopardy -  how  exactly  was  he  supposed  to  ignore  that ?  To  embrace  his  nature ,  hadn’t  Lanfear  repeatedly  advised  ?   Then  why  did  she  now  refuse  to  let  him  do  that ? 

❝ I  am  not  going  to  stay  here ,  when  she’s  clearly  in  danger . ❞  For  even  if  their  relationship  had  ended  ingloriously ,  even  if  he’d  been  hurt ,  he  still  cared  for  her .  They’d  been  together  ever  since  he  could  remember  himself ,  grown  up  together ,  got  through  every  ordeal  together.  He  wouldn’t  let  her  suffer ,  when  he  had  the  power  to  fix  that .  And  if  this  was  some  kind  of  trap ?  Then  so  be  it.   Lanfear  herself  had  stated  again  and  again  that  he  was  powerful  -  well ,  maybe  this  was  the  moment  to  test  the  theory.

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Send "Don't" to grab my muse's wrist to prevent them from doing something dangerous

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                   ˜”*°•.      She’d  always  had  a  talent  in  this.  Clouding  his  mind  with  the  most  complex  of  emotions.  A  yearning  for  her  but  at  the  same  time  an  uncertainty.   Her  words  merely  a  reminder  of  how  far  from  each  other  they  stood .  She  looked  at  him  and  saw  power ,  a  chance  to  conquer  the  world,  rule  it.  This  wasn’t  him ,  though.  This  wasn’t  what  HE  wanted .  And  she  was  right .  Lanfear  using  him  was  no  different  from  the  world  doing  so ;  but  was  it  so ?  He’d  loved  her ,  he  still  did .  ❝ Even  if  this  is  the  case,  I  am  not  willing  to  lose  myself  for  this  power . ❞  Even  if  women  were  just  as  touched,  he  was  not  going  to  become  what  he’d  seen ;  someone  out  of  control ,   someone  dangerous,  someone  that  the  people  he  loved,  could  not  trust. 

 ❝ I  don’t  want  to  challenge  anyone . ❞  Tone  that  echoed  firm .  Perhaps  hiding  was  no  longer  an  option,  perhaps  fighting  against  himself  was  beginning  to  get  dangerous,  however  he  wasn’t  there  to  become  some  God.  He  didn’t  want  to  be  feared,  looked  upon  as  if  he  were  superior  to  the  world  itself .   ❝ But  I  know  there  is  something  big  coming ,  I  can  feel  it . ❞  The  war  that’d  ended  not  so  long  ago ,  nothing  to  what  was  lurking  in  the  shadows .   ❝ And  I  can’t  stand  here  and  do  nothing . ❞  He  didn’t  want  to  need  saving  again ,  to  be  weak  against  whatever  was  this  time  approaching . No.  But  being  in  control  was  not  the  same  as  being  greedy  with  the  One  Power.  ❝ So ,  if  you  want  us  to  start  over ,  that’s  my  term .  I  don’t  know  what  Lewis  was  like,  what  the  two  of  you  were  like,  but  I  am  not  going  to  channel  more  than  I  should .  And  I am not going t forgive  more  lies . ❞ 

the   faint   twitch   at   the   corner   of   her   lips   betrayed   a   glimmer   of   amusement   in   her   luminous   eyes,   &   expression   that   could   unsettle   even   the   most   confident   of   men,   yet   also   layered   with   something   deeper   —   an   understanding,   perhaps?   her   memories   of   the   age   of   legends   clung   to   her   like   a   persistent   shadow,   sharp   against   the   pale   imitation   of   the   present.   not   even   the   long   months   spent   with   rand   at   the   inn   had   been   enough   to   erase   what   had   once   been   real   to   her.   thing   she   yearned   to   rebuild——   no,   to   surpass   entirely.   her   dreams   soared   where   even   the   boldest   minds   of   the   second   age   had   faltered.   concepts   beyond   the   comprehension   of   those   walking   the   world   now.   ❝   one   power   is   merely   tained.   tainted   by   what   we,   chosen,   have   come   to   call   the   true   power.   its   effect   touches   men   &   women   alike,    ❞   lanfear   said   softly,   tilting   her   head,   her   gaze   steady   upon   his,   inviting   him   to   weigh   her   intentions   &   draw   his   own   conclusions.   after   all,   what   she   had   loved   was   not   a   shadow   to   be   commanded,   but   a   fire   to   be   matched.   their   games   had   never   been   driven   by   malice,   &   the   time   of   manipulation   was   long   behind   them.   his   wary,   yet   undeniably   kind   eyes   tempered   the   whirlwind   of   conflicting   emotions   she   had   harboured   for   lews   therin   telamon.    

❝   people   of   this   age   perceive   time   so   differently...   your   lives   are   fleeting,   fragile   things.   i   understand   if   you   doubt   that   it’s   you   i   care   for,   but   tell   me   —   how   different   is   it,   truly,   when   others   demand   you   rise   to   your   mantle?   ❞   his   essence   remained   unchanged,   even   if   the   wheel   displayed   its   grim   humour   —   who   would   have   imagined,   least   of   all   lews,   that   he   would   be   reborn   as   aiel?   utterly   absurd.    ❝   you   cannot   escape   who   you   are,   rand.   &   i   have   never   forgotten   who   you   truly   are,   what   you’re   capable   of.   you   &   i...   together   could   challenge   anyone...   ❞   her   voice   turned   into   a   tentative   whisper   as   her   fingers   traced   his   jaw   as   she   so   often   would   when   he   would   still   hold   her   close.    ❝    the   dark   one.   or   the   creator   itself.    ❞

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 . ( a collection of dialogue prompts based on varying types of demands &. requests . adjust phrasing as necessary . this prompt WILL likely be updated in the future . )

don't say a word .

don't leave me here .

meet me at our spot tonight .

follow me and stay close .

don't beg , it's pathetic .

can you ( tie / zip ) this for me ?

stop lying to me . tell me what you did .

put that down , you don't know what it ( is / does ) .

get out of my sight .

stop pretending you know what's going on .

find a first-aid kit . quickly !

don't get yourself killed .

leave them to me , just go .

just admit that you love me .

just admit that you hate me .

come here , let me look at you .

( name ) , don't make me do this .

drop your ( weapon ) .

stay here and wait for my signal .

don't just sit there , move .

take this and run , don't let anyone have it .

pretend you're my ( partner / girlfriend / boyfriend ) .

don't look , you'll give us away .

don't say another word .

stop pretending like you care .

go make sure the coast is clear .

take this with you . it's a good luck charm .

don't tell anyone about this .

if anybody asks about today , lie .

stop looking at me like that .

tell me you love me .

just kiss me , already .

keep your eyes on the road .

stop crying and calm down .

come with me . there's so much we could do .

wear the ( dress / tie / item ) i gave you tonight .

show me how you like to be touched .

hold my hand .

kiss me , make it look real .

look at me . how many fingers am i holding up ?

will you marry me ?

just slow down for a minute . what's going on ?

take a deep breath , you need to calm down .

get out of here , ( name ) !

draw your weapon .

go rest . i'm not asking .

take a step back .

give me a straight answer .

be polite to our guests .

look me in the eye and say that again .

put your feelings aside for a moment .

keep close to me .

here , let me see that .

look up at the sky .

get out of here , i don't want to see you right now .

stand up , this isn't over yet .

close your eyes and count to ten .

smile for the camera !

keep your head down .

( name ) , let me past .

listen carefully to what i'm about to say .

don't just stare , come in .

stop laughing , this isn't funny .

take this and hide it .

don't make a sound .

put your hands up .

quit causing problems everywhere you go .

just admit that you don't know what you're doing .

stop right there , i mean it .

don't say that name aloud .

just trust me , okay ?

stop acting so childish .

call the police . now .

tell me you love me , even if it's not real .

take a good hard look .

stop the car , ( name ) .

don't make eye contact .

stay out of trouble .

just do it already , we've waited long enough .

hold me tight , and never let me go .

finish what you started .

tell me what you know .

just stay away from me .

turn around . slowly .

don't be scared .

put it down before somebody gets hurt .

stop pretending , i'm tired of the pretending .

grab me my ( item ) , will you ?

don't make assumptions .

put this over it to stop the bleeding .

get to safety !

wipe that look off your face .

secure the area .

keep an eye on them .

look at yourself in the mirror .

run . run and don't stop .

eat . you haven't touched your food in days .

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

                   ˜”*°•.      A  stranger .  The  man  in  front  of  him  was  noting  but  a  stranger .  A  face  that  could  be  hiding  an  affiliation  with  the  Dark  one  or  a  spy  of  people  that  sought  to  see  his  head  on  a  plate .  To  excuse  himself  or  even  explain  the  circumstances ,  dangerous ,  foolish .  But  at  the  same  time,  he  didn’t  know  what  else  he  was  suppose  to  do ;  run ?  what  if  he  was  powerful  enough  to  stop  him ?  attack  him ?  hadn’t  all  this  blood  been  already  enough ?  ❝ Because  I  have  powers . ❞  A  half  truth  perhaps  -  but  to  reveal  his nature ,  the  destiny  of  either  the  hero  or  destroyer ?  He  already had  too  many  enemies  to  threaten  to  acquire  more.  ❝ It’s  not  that  simple . ❞  Sure,  the  ethical  thing  to  do  had  been  a  far  cry  from  murder.  Sure ,  the  alternatives  had  been  plenty .  However,  it’d  been  sheer  instinct ;  the  one  power  controlling  him  and  NOT  the  other  way  around.  ❝ Who  are  you ? ❞  And  to  hear  the  truth  was  perhaps  unlike ,  but  it  was  better  than  talking  about  the  bodies  on  the  ground. 

Hypocrisy’s  danger  threatening  his  lips,  he  realized.   Within  a  similar  circumstance,  he  would  have  the  first  one  expressing  a  potential  consequence  of  immediate  death  if  they  dared  attacking  someone  they  shouldn’t  (  beyond  some  automatic  reaction  of  his  invisible  protector  not  taking  well  that  kind  of  possibilities  ).  Though,  from  an  consideration  of  the  situation,  it  would  be  had  been  better  to  acting  differently  than  death.  Ah,  an  inner  frustration  resonated  inside  how  he  could  bounce  back.  Point  was:  he  didn’t  have  context.  Even  less  when  he  was  around  someone  who  get  acknowledged  mutually  by  Deimos  and  Phobos,  the  latter  presence,  so  far,  never  has  been  perceived.  Sensing  all  pressure  of  the  confession  inside  Rand’s  voice,  inevitable  question  had  to  showing  up.  ❝  Why  did  they  come  to  kill  you  ?  ❞  He  preferred  ask  rather  than  reading  directly  in  his  soul  ---  when  it  sensed  reflection’s  degree  will  be  something  horribly  alarming,  when  it  sensed  it  would  been  another  degree  of  discovery  inside  his  father’s  lessons.  ❝  Knocking  them  off?  Scare  them  away  ?  ❞  He  proposed  calmy as possible,  when  introducing  himself,  promised  to  be  delicate.

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

                   ˜”*°•.      A  mixture  of  the  worst  pain  and  rage ;  his  mind  was  clouded ,  every  thought  replaced  by  sheer  emotion.  He  wanted  to  kill  her .  He  wanted  to  wrap  his  hands  around  her  throat,  watch  every  last  inch  of  life  disappear  from  her  eyes.  He  wanted  to  watch  her  suffer ;  to  make  it  as  slow  as  possible ,  make  her  feel  exactly  like  he  had .  ❝ Det  var  ikke  et  ulykke .  Man  dreper  IKKE  noen  ved  et  uhell . ❞  Nei  nei .  Hun  hadde  ønsket  å  gjøre  det helt  fra  begynnelsen.  Just  like  everyone  in  this  ridiculous  excuse  of  a  family ;  had  it  been  because  of  that ?  A  pathetic  attempt  to  be  accepted ?  It  didn’t  matter ;  for  she  wouldn’t  live  long  enough  to  be  accepted .  ❝ Hvem  sa  at  du   skulle  gjøre  det ?  Var det Vidar ?  Saxa ? ❞  He  shouted tightening his grip around  the  throat  only to toss her against the wall again with more force.

She understood that other people had different perspectives on death. While she had come to appreciate it from birth, knowing that death was just the pathway to another life, Fjor saw it as a loss and that only doomed on Greta when his demeanour changed in a whim. "Det... det var et ulykke, ok?” Et ulykke, she nearly heard herself scoff at the thought of it. En død krop var aldri en ulykke. Words failed her as the rough stone of the wall bit into her back. The air left her lungs, leaving her gasping for it as her hands enclosed his arms, nails bruising his skin as the frantic hammering of her own heart drowned out all other sounds. Another heaved breath lets her eyes connect with his, now they are something else—begging, perhaps. “Jeg mente ikke å gjøre det, jeg lover, Fjor.”

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

RØRY // restoration rp meme. edit/alter/change pronouns etc as you see fit!  

if pain could talk, what would it say.

why aren't you listening to me?

i got a story.

the tremor in your bones? that's me.

won't be very good if you ignore me.

i tried whispering, but you ain't fucking listening.

you didn't give me a choice.

you should've heard me out.

i'm screaming, but for some reason you still don't believe it.

you can't drink me or drug me or fuck me away.

i ain't ever fucking leaving.

i'm here to stay.

i'm not going anywhere.

i'm not going anywhere until you look me in the face.

when you find someone to love, i won't let you trust it.

build a life you love: watch me destruct it.

together forever baby, that's you and i.

sorry, i just had to get your attention.

if you'll have me, i'll be your greatest protection.

this is the start of your story.

in the bible.

you didn't see me coming, did you?

i hit rock bottom.

my demons, can't stop 'em alone.

i learned my lessons.

turned my curse to my blessings.

i ain't lived a righteous life.

just an addict on their knees with their face towards the light.

everything you lost will be restored.

everything you lost is still yours.

when the light is gone & you're barely holding on, everything you lost will be restored.

i was drinking everyday to numb the depression.

i don't need to be told that i could live forever, i just needed a little bit of hope.

i just needed a little bit of hope.

i don't need to be told that i could live forever.

i just needed a little bit of hope, you know, that maybe things could get better one day.

things could get better one day.

i know that hell's real, i lived there for twenty years.

i know that heaven's real too, it's right here.

i know that hell's real, i lived there for twenty years; i know that heaven's real too, it's right here.

not broken, not hopeless.

you're meant for something more.

you will be restored.

WOLVES.

you told me i would forget you.

if you could see my now...

there's a bullet in my chest in the space you left.

hope you don't hold it against me.

hope you don't hold it against me, these things that i've done.

time is coming, can't outrun it.

all the things i never said, the things that i can't forget.

gonna bring you back to life.

take my soul, take my bones.

i hope you know i'd throw myself to the wolves.

i'd fight god if i could.

i'd get high, wreck my life, for a second of your time.

i hope you know i'd throw myself to the wolves to bring you home.

i'm in an ocean of anger & that's how i'll drown.

missing you is the anchor that's dragging me down.

now i'm screaming, begging jesus in my head, take me instead.

hold on.

i'll use you as a warning sign.

i miss you more than i thought i would.

not got the strength to hold on.

all i got is this wasted potential.

i'm sorry, i'm leaving.

you don't know me, but i swear i know you.

all of the things that you've been through, well i've been through them too.

i know every battle that you fought and lost in your head.

i've seen you become someone else.

you got a future with things that you do.

you gotta promise me you'll never give up.

you ain't fighting for you, you're fighting for us.

i broke the heart of somebody who was just trying to love me.

she was screaming, i was leaving, so detached from my feelings.

i've been lied to by everyone, but i can't be by you.

there's a family pattern, a reason it happened.

you were only a kid when they did what they did.

you weren't protected.

it made you feel like you don't matter.

it made you feel like you don't matter, but it ain't true.

re-enacting patterns of attachment, ain't your fault that it happened.

ain't your fault that it happened.

you gotta promise me you'll hold on.

BLOSSOM.

you buried me alive, you left me there to die.

you buried me alive, you left me there to die, now you're gonna watch me breaking through the dirt.

a death becomes a birth.

you're gonna watch me blossom.

there are dark places here.

do not be afraid, for salvation is near.

you took everyone i ever loved.

you took everything i needed.

it was you that had me by the throat, i was barely breathing.

you thought that i was gonna choke.

i'm still here.

i'm six feet down and screaming.

i will feed, i will wait.

bury me & i'll bloom.

i'll tower over your lives.

bury me & watch me bloom.

sherlock holmes.

is it trauma, did childhood play a part?

is this just who you are?

maybe i'd find the answers.

i've been through the evidence, but i can't make sense of this.

i can't make sense of this.

i need to know how you don't miss me.

i'm sherlock holmes & you're the greatest fucking mystery.

you were threatening violence when i heard from you.

this deafening silence is my only clue.

you will see me fighting but you won't call it brave.

you'll call me the problem child so you can walk away.

i know you were broken & that's why you broke me.

we repeat the patterns that we're just too blind to see.

i won't have kids, won't pass it on.

this rage won't live after i'm gone.

i'll fight myself at every turn, i'll build a stake let myself burn.

one drink away.

i'm happy & sober.

but what if i told you i'm only one drink away from 2am mistakes.

thank god i changed.

i got somebody waiting on me.

i got somebody waiting on me & i haven't ruined it yet.

i've been going to meetings, i've been keeping it clean.

i've been waking up scared i got high, but it was only a dream.

i thought it was over.

people change.

i walk with my head held high now & i call that grace.

who knew a wreck like me could be saved?

MORALITY $UICIDE.

i think that maybe there's a problem on this planet.

when did war become our universal language?

there's profit in disaster.

you took your faith & you burned it alive.

who cares who lives when you've already died?

they're up in arms when someone's son becomes their daughter.

i'm tired of this torture.

i'm tired of the lies.

this ain't democracy.

this ain't democracy, this is hypocrisy, this is atrocity.

SORRY I'M LATE.

let me tell you a story.

they tell you it's over, they write you off as if you're nothing.

you know you're something.

i know it's hard not to feel bitter.

i know it's hard not to feel bitter that it took you longer.

but all of the shit you've been through only made you stronger.

it made you stronger.

sorry i'm late.

sorry i'm late, i fucked my life.

been busy trying to stay alive.

sorry i'm late, just fucked some guy.

did i let my whole life pass me by, or am i right on fucking time?

am i right on fucking time?

i'll make you a promise.

when you think it's over & you think you lost it, it's still right here if you want it.

are you ready?

are you ready to stop waiting for someone to change it?

are you ready to stop waiting for someone to change it, to come back for your life & be the one that saves it: you're the one that saves it.

you're the one that saves it.

the atheist.

you turned an atheist into a prayer.

you turned a patriot into a traitor.

you turned the person that love you the most into a goodbye on a handwritten note.

i can't wait for you.

this is me letting you go.

this is me letting you go, rip you out of my bones.

leaving you out in the cold with everything that you broke.

you turned a family home into a crater.

you turned your own flesh & blood to a stranger.

the words that i wish you spoke turn into glass in the back of my throat.

i can't pray for you.

this is me letting you go, tear you out of my soul.

i woke up with this voice inside my head & it said 'everything you lost will be restored'.

was it a delusion?

i clung onto it as if it was truth, like some kind of life raft.

things started changing.

so much joy came back into my life.

i don't know whether it was some kind of prophecy, or some kind of delusion that became truth simply because i believed it.

maybe that's what faith is.