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this blog is now A R C H I V E D . thanks everyone for all the fun times on here ! feel free to contact me through my personal while i take a break from the roleplay community

——— l o v e , kate

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patrisfilia.

❝ – let’s just say past experiences have made me cautious. ❞

         ❛ let me guess . . . you were attacked by a member of kiss or alice cooper ? ❜

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wildhearted.

A THIN DARK BROW RAISES, “ can’t exactly tell if you’re being sardonic or if you’re scolding me. either way, certainly haven’t caused something to explode so i guess i can mark one day since i destroyed public property. “ and that definitely was SOMETHING to be proud of. 

         ❛ sounds like you’ve done NOTHING productive today , then ❜ he muttered with a dash of sarcasm. ❛ . . . but what about private property ? ❜

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missgwenstacy.

          “You’re leaving?” she hopped up to her feet in one swift movement, “What, you have a curfew or something?” Shit. Rambled too hard. “The full disclosure thing was too much, wasn’t it? Dammit.” Mental note, delving into backstory with a stranger is not okay even if you watch said stranger stab themselves in the face. “Right, I’ll give death bird a flyer.. Send him my way.”

         ❛ n o , it wasn’t ❜ with his hands folded behind his back, eric looked over his shoulder to the fire escape that she previously hid in. ❛ just can’t let anybody get too close ❜ he repeat, this time as a statement about his own r u l e s.  ❛ let’s do your thing. let's keep our personal lives out of the whole vigilante thing. ❜

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“People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can’t rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.” | The Crow (1994)

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i forgot to mention that it’s brandon lee’s bday so it’s obvs eric’s too and we all need to take a second to appreciate THIS video again

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suckerpnch.

         “Well that’s the most pessimistic thing I’ve heard all day.”

         ❛ you must have been having a pretty good day then ! ❜

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leftalonc.

          her hand instinctively flew to her neck where she’s pressed two           needles of morphine against her skin, ready to END IT just last           year when she hit a new low. sarah swallows and shakily responds,            “ you’re scarin’ me, dude. this isn’t funny. ”

         ❛ it isn’t a joke ❜ his words blended together in a eerie way that was accompanied by another scoff. ❛ i mean , what DO you really have to live for anymore ? certainly not f a m i l y ! you blew any chance of getting a real job when you started skipping class , and no one really makes it as an artist. i wouldn’t be surprised if you ended up miserable like your mother❜

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leftalonc.

          sarah hugs herself tightly and looks away—- it was incredibly           uncomfortable, sharing her feelings like this. even if it WAS eric,           someone who loved her very much a long time ago, it felt strange.           cutting open an old, old wound. “ how long? last time it was           collectively almost an hour and a half over a weekend. i’ve put a           lot of trust in people who left me before, i’m almost out! ”

         ❛ you know that i don’t know that, sarah. could be l e s s, or could be FOREVER . . .  ❜ slowly, eric took a step close to her. ❛ but for now we could at least enjoy a little bit of time together. ❜ he held out his arms with a painted frown on his features, welcoming her into a warm hug. he didn’t give her much choice after a moment, and lunged forward to tightly wrap his arms around her and place a soft kiss to the top of her head.  ❛ let’s hope it’s at least two hours over a weekend ❜ he joked, squeezing her close.

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missgwenstacy.

          “Alright, man, since you told me your shit, I’ll tell you mine. Full disclosure,” she let out a shaky sigh, scratching the back of her head. Where did she begin? “So… Technically I’m a wanted criminal. The police think I’m responsible for the death of my best friend, or rather, they think Spider-Woman is responsible. My friend… he.. well, he was attacking our school and I didn’t know it was him. I wanted to save people, I-I thought I was helping… I took down the monster, but my friend didn’t make it,” Gwen could feel her throat getting tight, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves. She had never talked about this with anyone, she’d just let the thoughts flip in her mind over and over. “Looking back on it I should have watched out for him more… I should have helped him realize he was special just the way he was. He didn’t need to turn himself into a giant mother fucking killer lizard to be special…" 

          ”—-I guess some would say I’m hiding behind the mask, and they wouldn’t be wrong. I thought it would protect people from getting mixed up in the vigilante crime fighting stuff, allow me to keep it separate, ya know? But that’s hard, and it always seems to bleed through and… yeah.“

          eric listened intently, just as she had done for him. unlike his situation, she had some sort of control. he wasn’t sure if that made it worse, or easier. to be helpless , or to make the ultimate decision ? hesitantly, he raised his hand, wound up in electrical tape, to pat her lightly on the shoulder. he was never too good at comforting. ❛ and it seems the only way not to let that happen is to never let anybody get too close, am i right ? ❜ before she would have time to respond eric stood up and brushed himself off. ❛ well , kiddo , just keep this whole meeting between the two of us, alright ? the police will find the body in a few days, and by then i might be h o m e . you'll probably see my supernatural death bird around, so tell him if you have any gigs in the next week ❜

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dellamortedellamore.

“That actually occurs quite frequently. There’s an order to things, after all. Some must die, while others live. In your instance however, Eric Draven– you are pointing the blame, at the wrong entity. You should bring up your grievance with that crow of yours.” 

         ❛ surprisingly , i’d think you’d be easier to negotiate with ❜ eric paused, hands finding themselves digging into the pockets of his long coat. ❛ if he wasn’t so . . .  initiative, i would have k i l l e d him by now.  ❜

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         ❛ and WHAT ? you’re proud of yourself ? ❜

@wildhearted

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         ❛ you’re too cruel . . . has anyone complained that you spared them ? ❜

@dellamortedellamore

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         ❛ too bad everyone is guilty of s o m e t h i n g . the only difference between the pure and damned is that the DAMNED have confessed❜

@suckerpnch

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mamamora.

             ❝  No.❞

         ❛ then why do you do it ? ❜

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missgwenstacy.

          “Supernatural talking death crow,” Gwen repeated with a one syllable laugh that came out more of a scoff, “Yeah, definitely Alice Cooper worthy. I think he’d find the stabbing yourself in the face thing appropriate as well.” 

         ❛ AND , he could use a real guillotine on me ❜ eric hasty brushed back his spiky black locks. ❛ then again i might pass . . . he would probably force me to play golf with him after the show. ❜ after a short moment of silence he continued. ❛ so , what’s with YOUR disguise ? i never could understand why you superheros want your identities to remain secret ❜