like this for a short starter based on lyrics from my spotify liked songs playlist
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I am my father’s child call me a man made horror.
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𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛.
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐈𝐓 . rey knew almost little to none about armitage hux except for the fact that he was part of the first order . well … was . in truth , she paid him little mind during her altercations with the first order in the past . he addresses her as scavenger . the title bears only truth and yet there is something bitter in the way he says it . just because he wasn’t truly a part of the first order didn’t mean they were automatically allies . it just meant they came together to fight an even greater evil . she lets chewie maintain the course they’re on , poe at his side and finn close-by . it seemed there was a silent agreement that rey should be the one guarding him on the way back to ajan kloss . her eyes narrow in on the former general as he sits by the lounge area , disgust evident on his face . to anyone else they would look like good friends simply talking by the holo board . ❛ we’re taking you back to the resistance base . i’m sure they have some questions for you . i can’t see why they wouldn’t given this sudden change . ❜ she meets that same rigidity in her tone , the lilt of her voice poised with both equal parts confusion and exhaustion . the conflict she felt still ate away at her . somehow it felt as if she was pulled in every direction , her body weightless and stretched far between what was expected of her and what she had to do . there’s a small rise of anger that swells within her . while general hux was not her enemy she still believed him to be . brows knit with her ire as she steps closer to him . ❛ you won’t be shackled here , but i promise that when we arrive you will still be held accountable for the crimes you were a part of . ❜
—-- 𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙴𝚇𝙿𝙴𝙲𝚃 𝚃𝚁𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙴 𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽𝙴𝙳 𝚂𝙾 𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙸𝙻𝚈. kriff, it would be a miracle if he could only allow himself to trust them in return. he only needs them to realize that he isn’t a threat . . . or at least, not a huge one. he can talk his way out of too harsh a punishment. he can give them any information they want. he doesn’t care about the first order at this point. he would feel nothing to watch it all crumble underneath his feet, despite having nurtured it as if it were his own child for nearly his entire life. it is amazing how easily he can turn his emotions off. 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 . . .
when she steps closer, he flinches. he hears the anger in her voice and being a force user, he cannot help but believe she is about to do something. his sudden reaction makes himself sick as he has just shown her his greatest weakness. 𝚑𝚞𝚡 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚜. he rationalizes with himself that she would not dare harm him here. not when her friends are so close by. these are people who call themselves good. he, at the very least, decides that she would not dare stoop to ren’s level.
“ i would expect as much, “ he says, quickly, evenly. “ i will answer any questions i am asked and i will accept any punishment given to me. “ as long as he loses, he cares little of what comes next.
“ i hate to be such a bother, but . . . i would like a glass of water. please. i am quite parched. “
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add the troublemakers on wire <3
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𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙
𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑
❛ i close my eyes and feel myself fly a thousand miles away. I could take flight but would it be right? my conscience tells me stay… ❜
—-- “ 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈 𝚀𝚄𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙵𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳, 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂 𝙱𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙾𝙿 - but, it would be quite helpful if you could please answer my questions plainly. i am trying to interrogate you, you know . . . “
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bloodpures:
- 𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖞'𝖘 𝕭𝖑𝖔𝖌 𝕽𝖔𝖑𝖑 -
@bloodpures - main - active
@weaslion - sideblog - low activity
@armtgehux - secondary blog - low activity
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i am still here !! i am going to be working on things later. my life has just been so hectic that i haven’t had much time for this blog. <3
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ACTIVITY NOTICE.
i just want to be transparent in saying that until the rest of december, my activity is going to be very low. work is very hectic and with the holidays, there is just a lot going on.
i am going to be transitioning to queue only replies and such for the time being. this is so i can build a queue and to not leave anyone hanging. i will be active on discord in the meantime.
my birthday is on tuesday ( dec 7 ) and i have the day off, so i am hoping that i will be able to be active at least in the afternoon.
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the muse as musical instruments.
rules: bold or italic what applies to your muse.
credit.
violin. black coffee, perfectionist, early mornings, winter, precision, a bit of a show-off, always trying to improve, does not know their limits.
cello. gentle hands, warm smiles, autumn evenings, long showers, old parchment, comfortable silences, wants to make everyone happy, content with what they have.
piano. monochrome, clean lines, clean hands, perfect posture, biting sarcasm, emotionally cold, late nights, sees the world as black and white, a little lonely.
flute. daydreamer, an early bird, gentle smiles, sunrises, spring days, tea, always trying to improve themselves, small acts of kindness.
clarinet. tired eyes, very caring towards loved ones, long naps everywhere and anywhere, soft melodies, sad songs, summer, longs for peace.
trumpet. red lipstick, loud music, will fight you, quick temper, confidence, bold colors, stargazing at midnight, euphoria, uncontrollable laughter.
harp. sunny days, lazy mornings, golden, soft voice, lullabies, surreal dreams, lives in their own world, a strange kind of wisdom, likes to be alone.
tagged by: myself
tagging: if you see this, then you are hereby tagged
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before i go to bed i just want to remind u all that both of my fcs are daddies. good night <3
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the urge to have lucius act as a father figure/mentor to hux in his harry potter verse is so fucking tempting. tell me no right now.
@ircnwrought can sybbie and lucius adopt hux? tell me no
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—– 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜, 𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖔𝖑. you never can win. use your mentality. wake up to reality.
ind. hi sel. lucius abraxas malfoy. anti-jkr. written & adored by mary ( she/her + 22 ). ©
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----- 𝙸𝚃 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴𝙽 𝙳𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙰𝙻𝙻𝙾𝚆 𝙷𝙸𝙼 𝙰 𝙼𝙾𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙰𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙴. from the moment he stepped on the base it has been hours upon hours of questioning with very short intermissions for a meal or a couple of hours of sleep. he is not an idiot. he gives them everything they want to know with no reservation. but, the question that he doesn’t seem to have an answer to is why. why did hux, who nearly had the entire first order in the palm of his hand, decide to defect ?? why did he betray everything he has ever known just like that ?? he is still asking himself that same question. he searches his brain endlessly for some kind of excuse, for an answer that makes sense to both the rebels and himself but comes back empty handed.
so, they allow him to rest. it is merciful of them to do so. of course, he has guards following him everywhere he goes. as he steps outside into the warm, humid night, he feels eyes upon him. they gawk at him, now wearing their clothes instead of his typical starched black uniform. he may appear as one of them, but he reckons they will never truly accept him. he is used to being doubted. he has spent his entire life fighting to be someone more than he truly is.
there is no door to knock, but he knows the only person who might understand how alienated he feels is the one person he has always truly feared. he steps inside, already feeling the heaviness of his anxiety set upon him.
“ i suppose i should be calling you ben now, “ he begins, uncertainty riddling through his words. a beat. “ these rebel interrogators are far too soft, you know . . . i had myself prepared for all sorts of torture and the worst i’ve gotten was spit in the face. pathetic, really if you ask me . . . “
starter call // @greyturned
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dropping this tag - this is going to be a general tag for any earth based historical verses <3
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