#I Challenge My Fate (Starter Call)

[son-of-pendragon]

He’s feeling Some Kind of Way, so like this and I’ll dig through your meme tag (if you have one)?

[lxckblessed]

"My, my...so much attention and so little time to deal with it all."

[rpmemestorehouse]

Dark Souls II (2014) Starters

Change wording as needed

“They all end up here, all the ones like you.”

“ Tisn't easy being old…”

“Fair traveller, I know that you must have a story. Why else would you visit such a place?”

“I will remain by your side. Till this frail hope shatters…”

“If you proceed regardless, your fate will be more terrible than mere life or death.”

“One day, you will walk those grounds…without really knowing why.”

“Long have I awaited one such as you, one who might shatter the shackles of fate.”

“I am [Name]. And like you…I lost everything, and now I'm here.”

“To be alive…to walk this earth…That's the real curse right there.”

“I'd forgotten how much comfort a little companionship can bring.”

“Still flirting with madness?”

“Who are you? Oh, it doesn't matter, just help me open this door.”

“You, stand back. This is dangerous work.”

“Now, there's a time for travels, but you can't wander the world forever. Even you must have someone waiting back home...”

“Hmph, I'd given you up for dead. Almost had me worried, really...”

“Oh, sorry, I...Please, do have a look at my wares. I could really use the business...If you'd be so kind...”

“Oh, I was hoping that you would come. I've stocked some new things, and I thought you might be interested.”

“Oh, by the gods...Why the hell am I here?”

“Oh, no, I'm afraid...sorry, I'm afraid this is a fake. It's not worth much at all.”

“Oh...Undead, are we? And one without much time remaining.”

“Oh, yes, you may call me [Name]. Enchanté.”

“Oh, don't feel bad. I'm sure your mother's still proud...Hee hee!”

“You give something, to gain something. That's the way humans like it, right?”

“Oh, I'm sorry. I was just…daydreaming, I think.”

“When I first came to this forsaken land...It was...um...hmm...? Err...A curse...? Err...Something about a curse...”

“What a joy to meet a kindred spirit out here...”

“It wasn't there when I came here before. I don't know what explains it...”

“I have come to spread the art of miracles, a practice of which I am a disciple.”

“Sometimes I fight the urge to pack up and go back home. It is, well...I must do this.”

“Miracles began as tales told by gods. We preserve their will with lore, pray to their greatness, and are blessed in return.”

“Curses…Puzzled me out, have you?”

“Seemed like the battles would never end. Poor folk like myself had nary a place to sleep.”

“You may travel light, but methinks you bear a burden of your own.”

“Oh, you again. Go on…It's on the cheap for you.”

“Cruel, cruel world, this is...Keh heh heh...”

“Travelling all alone in these treacherous times? Well, I hope you have a very good reason.”

“There's treasure this way...But I've a bad feeling about it. I don't quite have the guts myself! Hah hah...”

“You be careful, too, my friend. For trust can be a dangerous thing.”

“Ooh, that'll leave a nice scar!”

“Transient being. This is no place for one such as you.”

“Do my ears deceive me? Who would refuse such magnificence?”

“You've achieved much, and approached a higher plane. But our path is long and arduous. We must always seek further challenges.”

“You are my greatest challenge.”

“Heh heh. You are an odd one. Normally, people keep a safe distance when they see this mask. But you...”

“Don't hesitate to call upon me. Whatever happens, I won't be missed...”

“I was raised to wield a sword from birth. Life was hard, but I never gave it a second thought.”

“I'm sorry…to burden you with talk of my fate. I suppose I've grown weary these days.”

“I am frightened...Terribly so...”

“I don't want to die, I want to exist.”

“My name is [Name]. I beg of you, remember my name. For I may not myself...”

“Your visit is welcome. I trust you've kept up your studies.”

“It is a fitting place to hone my sorceries. I suspect that I may even conjure up new spells here.”

“Never forget, young pupil… There are no shortcuts to mastery.”

“I wish to find out more about it, but as we see, this place is in ruins. Just what happened here?”

“Stay back, or you're pieces! Tiniest pieces! Hah hah hah hah!“

“Slice 'em to shreds, whoever they are! Wherever, whoever, be they near, be they far!”

“The power of flame, power of the gods… In the end, it is all beyond our reach.”

“If you walk with flame, then I salute you.”

“Still a bit stiff, I'm afraid. Heh heh heh...”

“I've been a guest for a very long time. But I don't think that anybody will miss me!“

“Do you really think you can manage the glories that are my spells?”

“Anything that has a beginning also has an end. No flame, however brilliant, does not one day splutter and fade.”

“I don't know who you are…But leave me be.”

“The Dark...Is always within you...”

“This land...lies closest to the Dark...Th-that is...that is why I came here.”

“One day…I will share your fate.”

“You've set me free. Now I can find him. The cheeky prick. He won't know what hit him.”

“I travel from land to land to hone my blade. I've heard this land was full of danger. I thought it would suit me perfectly.”

“For the good of the world, and for my own honour. I won't let that bastard live another day. Heh heh...”

“Damn! You're tougher than you look!”

“Oh, you trot along home. This place won't be any fun, not for you.”

“You want more than just a little blood. You want to be drenched in blood, mired in its foul stench. Am I right? Am I?”

“Ah, who cares? It's just another chance to spill more blood. Doesn't that excite you, hm? Heh heh...”

“Oh, it's even on my shoes!”

“I never planned to visit this gods-forsaken place. But I don't know… I just sort of ended up here.”

“I've searched every nook and cranny here. I suppose it's time to move on.”

“Oh, fancy meeting you here.“

“Oi! Mind your manners!”

“I'm on the run, don't give me away!...You're a fugitive too, eh?”

“Psst, have you heard?...Well, apparently there's this monster lady, right...”

“Gods almighty...I'm not going to die in this dump...”

“Ah come on, don't look so glum! I'm trying to be nice here! You're hopeless, I tell you...”

“I roam about, looking for a find, following my instincts. I don't care what a thing is worth. What matters is whether it grabs me.”

“Let me just say, there are lots of "legendary swords" out there.”

“This thing is amazing...Could it be a dragon egg? I feel invigorated...Just by holding it.”

“Oh no, no, no, no, no, don't say that. Give a bloke a chance. I'm begging you. I really should have that!”

“And now I watch the days go by, and gaze at the night sky, thinking of the finer things, far removed from war. I'd grown weary of battle, but did not realise it until now.”

“I am grateful for these peaceful days. But such contentment lies only in the here and now. Why must life be so confounding...”

“If you wish for help, summon me. I am rusty in battle, but will fight by your side.“

“Back again? Well, this is a pleasant surprise.”

“I owe you some form of thanks, but have nothing for you at the moment. If it would not trouble you, could you visit my abode just down the way?”

“Oh, we meet again, kind traveller. This is my workshop.“

“I require no payment this time. It is my way of saying thanks.”

“Do you find me strange? Skee hee. You humans are always this way. The way you glare at any unfamiliar creature.”

“We once had a master. He created us long, long ago. But he was born with a fatal flaw.”

“Our master was a tragically lonely soul. Eventually, his solitude eroded his very reason. In the end, he never understood...what it was that he truly lacked.”

“We seem to be at a standstill. The wounds we exchange are never lethal.”

“I have no gods to pray to. But still I pray that your journey will be safe.”

“And like every Undead, you have no future.”

“If you seek true Dark, I will grant it to you. As much as you desire.”

“The embrace of the Dark is gentle. Let it absorb your sorrows, forever.”

“Dark is the mother of all. All things were born from it.”

“Thy welcome wearest thin. Leave this place.”

“Swearest thou by the sweet-tempered sludge that laps at our bosoms?”

“I am aware of thine accomplishments, and they are not few.”

“'Twould seem some sunlight-poisoned creatures are worthy of great honour.”

“Something seems to be bothering you. Yes, yes, I can tell. It is written upon your face. You have doubts, about something you did.”

“But now, you are lost, bewildered by your own actions. You poor little thing.”

“But if your heart is yet sincere, your sins will be forgiven. Now is the chance. Demonstrate your sincerity to me.”

“Then, you wish to stand and face your own sins? Such virtuous fortitude is rare, and I sincerely commend it.”

“I am in yer debt. It's a true man who honours his debts. And I'll see mine paid.”

“Ho! Well met, friend. Good to see you well. Yes, hehh hehh, very good indeed.“

“If you still insist on having it...Then you will have to pry it from my cold hands! Gah hah hah hah hah hah!”

“Very well. I, [Name], will be honoured to chop you to pieces.”

“Who are you...And by whose permission do you stand before me?”

“Do you seek an audience with my Lord, King [Name]? Unfortunately, His Highness is absent.”

“Where am I? What has happened to our castle...”

“Welcome, visitor...Our guests are treated with honour. This is the way of our castle. Tell me if you should require anything.”

“We know nothing of the world outside. And why should we? For we will never leave.”

“Do you seek comfort, too? You poor thing...”

“Light, and all those who bear it, are unwelcome in this place.”

“I am [Name]. Guardian of the crypt. Countless dead rest here in peace. Cradled by the comfort of dark.”

“This place is welcome to all, provided due reverence is shown.”

“Tell me what you desire. Show me reverence, and I will lend you my hand.”

“Now, where shall we bury this one?”

“P-please, just stay away. No, please, don't come near me. Nothing good will come of it.“

“Do not attempt to help me. Just let me sit here, and wither quietly away...”

“By the very gods...What have you done...You've really done it...You'll never escape him...”

“Are you tormented by memories? Burdened by guilt? Now the question. Are you ready for more? If you are, then we ought to talk...”

“You could kill a dozen like that, and it wouldn't matter. I want you to kill someone of import.”

“These are for you. Don't mind the specks of blood...Heh heh heh...”

“I'll spend some time travelling the lands...Slowly tracking my new mark...”

The murk shifts and stirs. Yet another stands before us...“

“And so, you peer...Into the fog, in hope of answers.”

“Huh! You were not deserving of the mire...”

“What brazen insolence! You…forever you shall rot…”

“Turn away. And never look back. No one must ever find that which is sheltered in [this location].”

“I haven't the strength to help him myself, but perhaps one such as you...”

“You've granted my one wish...Now, I have no regrets.”

“Go on, kind visitor. May you reach your journey's end, one day.”

“Brave Undead, seek the throne. Follow the symbol of the monarch, and do what must be done.”

“That thing is a prop, a false deity. Don't be fooled, my Undead.”

“Seek the forest, you, where those wretched Giants slumber.”

“Brave Undead, you have proven yourself to me. Now, be one, with the Dark...”

“No one has come this far, not for a very long while.”

“Young Hollow, there are but two paths. Inherit the order of this world, or destroy it. But only a true monarch can make such a choice.”

“Very few, indeed, have come even this far. And yet, your journey is far from over.”

“Heheh, I believe we've been acquainted.”

“Men are props on the stage of life, and no matter how tender, how exquisite...A lie will remain a lie.“

“You, neither born with greatness, nor granted it by the fates. What is it that you seek?

“How you grapple, without falter, with this dreadfully twisted world.”

“All men trust fully the illusion of life. But is this so wrong? A construction, a facade, and yet...A world full of warmth and resplendence..”

“I am [Name]. I sought to shed the yoke of fate, but failed.“

“Not one of them stood here, as you do now. You, conqueror of adversities. Give us your answer.”

“But the question remains...What do you want, truly?”

“There is no path. Beyond the scope of light, beyond the reach of Dark...what could possibly await us?“

[tialinffxiv]

FFXIV Writing Challenge 2024

Prompt #12: Quarry

Part III to the PiratesAU of our boys, you can find previous parts here: Tempest, Lend an Ear

Rhanmai put down the empty tankard back on the wooden table with a loud clunk and leaned back on his corner seat of the lively tavern. It was already two days since his ship, Agharna, docked in this small port and he was getting fed up and bored of the atmosphere and lack of entertainment and any interesting company here. “I can only try to guess the sneaky tricks you used on me to make me change the course and stay here for so long.” he raised a gaze of bright eyes on his helmsman- tall, darker skinned Elezen, with eyes colored amber and a big raven quietly resting on his shoulder.

“Patience can lead you to untold treasures, dear captain.” Adam sat down in a nonchalant pose, with a glass of wine, petting the bird. “Besides- have I ever led us astray? Like with that Hyperion ship- you won't tell me that sitting on their tail for a while was not worth it in the end. And perhaps~” he leaned more towards Rhanmai and a sly smile stretched his lips. “…perhaps you found much more than you hoped for, am I wrong, dear captain?”

Au Ra smirked back at him and motioned at the waitress to get another fill. “Let’s just say that I added a certain precious ruby to a list of my potential quarries. Shame that we didn’t have more time to get acquainted some more. And what about you? Certainly your keen eye must have locked on something interesting, given your reaction when we arrived on Hyperion’s deck?”

Adam sipped from his cup, smiling to his thoughts. “I certainly cannot blame you for falling for that red head. A fine specimen, that man. Perhaps I would as well if not for a certain Miqo'te who happened to cross my path even before we met again on that ship. Lucky strike of fate brought me back the bard I so happen to adore in the brief moment of enjoying a drink at Limsa's port. And it was like an arrow from his bow piercing through my chest~ I couldn't get anything more than a good look over him while I was delighted by his angelic voice and a smile my way back then- so I would love to fix that missed opportunity this time~ Ah… but forgive me talking so much, I guess the wine taking a grip on me already!” he chuckled, leaning chin on hand and gazing over the captain. “I would much rather enjoy some more… fun activity than talking, alas, as you said- company here is not the most fun type and our special guests should arrive here in a day or two~”

“Indeed. I do hope these guests of yours are worth this wait but if you're interested in helping me out tonight I would be grateful for the company.”

“As always at your command, captain~” Adam saluted with a big grin on his face. “Ahh… but before we get to the pleasing parts of the evening- excuse me as I will go check on the new boy. Ya know, the 'just call me Kai' boy. Seems the very quiet type, avoiding conflict and sticking to his duties just fine- but ya know how it is with a fresh blood in the crew: often a fire starter not by their own will they are. I will see you upstairs later~” he chirped and got up, swaying a bit at first with a quiet chuckle and brushed Rhanmai’s tail on his way out; the raven jumped off from his shoulder and flew ahead with a low croak. “Mhmm, your quarry will come right back to you this time, dear captain~” Adam murmured to himself and laughed shortly, avoiding a slap of wet rug aimed at him by a waitress who’s butt he didn’t miss to pinch on the way.

[heinrix]

from the sentences starter: Maybe Oz/Gale + "do you remember when we first met?"

ohh this is very cute yesss

Sleep was easy for Oz, the act of staying asleep however had been challenging ever since he’d been yanked from his own reality and from his own demise at the hands of a monster he once called friend. The feel of slick, oozing mercury running down his throat, his nose, the corners of his eyes, filling his lungs and sinuses, cutting off any way for him to breathe; relinquished himself to that fate, one he aptly deserved for sins of a former self he’d sooner bury than confront. He fought back, because of course he did, his body wouldn’t let him go quietly; his body, a thing not his own, claimed by many and puppeteered by fewer. Though that feeling of complete and utter suffocation would never properly leave him as he tried to grasp his throat but his hands were stuck, sifting through endless roils of a silver tidal wave.

He jolted awake, gasping, coughing for air that had been sapped from his lungs. The environment around him was somewhat unrecognizable at first until he felt a hand grasp his shoulder, a concerned voice filling his ears before Oz jerked away from the touch. “Gods, don’t touch me, please.” He rasped, still attempting to catch his breath, eyes landing on a concerned Gale who hesitantly took his hand back.

“Bad dream, I take it?” He asked, never taking his eyes off Oz as the tiefling sat up within their shared sent, wiping sweat from his brow and finally evening out his breaths, though his heart still battered against his ribs like the insistent rhythm of a drum.

He merely shrugged, turning to look at Gale, a bit awkward as this had been the first one of Oz’s recurring nightmares he’d experienced. “Not really a nightmare if it’s just a memory your brain sets on a loop.” A sigh fell from him as he fell back down against their bedroll, his side slightly dampened by sweat.

“True events do make for the worst horror stories…” he trailed off a bit, possibly wondering if what he’d said was a tad insensitive but Oz chuckled softly, letting his arm fall outward toward the wizard and Gale perked up at the gesture, taking the invitation to lie down, resting his head in the crook of Oz’s shoulder, fingers dancing softly along his exposed chest. “You do know, if ever you desire to alleviate these specific demons, I’m all ears.”

“Perhaps later…thank you, though.” Oz felt his chest tighten at the offer; it had been a long time since he had spoken of anything that could make him seem vulnerable, aside from his confession around the particulars how he was indeed more of a magical artifact than a person. The gesture was achingly sweet but Oz was in no mood for revealing old scars that still felt fresh.

Passing a hand through Gale’s hair, relishing in the strands of gray here and there, Oz had never felt as content with another person before; perhaps it was his own lack of true relationship experience shining through but Gale saw him, for what he was and what he had done yet still he was lying in Oz’s arms, fighting by his side each day. Though the tiefling’s body didn’t harbor his soul, Gale saw him and stayed. But Oz supposed that revelation was mutual, with how Gale viewed his own past transgressions. Their meeting in this reality, in this time, in this most harrowing of events felt as if fate had touched them both; deserved or not, Oz would thank whatever higher power brought them together for the rest of his days.

“Do you remember when we first met?” Oz queried, looking down at Gale only to be met with adoring deep oak eyes and a soft grin.

“As I recall, the grandiose strength of my paladin savior yanked me from a fate of being stuck between realms.” Gale gesticulated fancifully with his left hand as he was wont to do. “Not only was he as altruistic as to save a misfortune wizard such as myself, but gods was he utterly stunning.” Oz couldn’t help the smile that made its way across his lips, rolling his eyes at Gale’s recollection. “Oh and it doesn’t stop there, no, no, no, he takes me into his fold of every growing companions and well, you know the rest, surely?”

“And the gallant paladin falls headfirst in love with that clumsy yet erudite wizard who fumbles with all his flirtations.” Oz spoke, attempting mirror Gale’s own cadence. The wizard feigns offense as he sits up, hand over his chest.

“My good ser, I didn’t fumble anything considering you’re in my tent and my bed.” Gale tried his damnedest not to crack, a laugh bristling within him as Oz shook his head and pulled the wizard back down, hand cupping his jaw before he pressed his lips to Gale’s, chaste and basking in the warmth of him. These night wouldn’t chase away memories seared to every crevice of Oz’s brain but they did help.

this was way longer than i anticipated :3 anyway, them!

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1031: Home Alone with The Lovely Wife (Sonic X SSBU)

11:45 p.m. at the Crocodile's Residence: Chaotix's Detective Agency Office.........

Vector: (Chuckles Lightly While Finishing Up the Final Paperwork for the Night While He's on the Phone) You already failed the challenge earlier?

Dedede: (On the Other Line Sighing Heavily) Yeeeah......Couldn't even make it through the night. The lust and temptations took a hold of me quicker than I could even blink. A sad, cruel fate I had to endure, but-

Vector: You watched porn, didn't you?

Dedede: (Sucks his Teeth at the Other Line) Boy, what makes you think I would do something stupid like that!?

Vector: Well, for starters, you never hear you mention having a girlfriend once when we first started talking and I think I might've saw you flirting with one of the ladies at the after party of our wedding.

Dedede: Oh come now, that wasn't flirting. I was only giving them the enlighteningment and testimony of joining my church.

Vector: (Pulls On a Deadpinned Look on his Face) By calling them "pretty, sweet thangs"?

Dedede: I uhh....calll...all of my audience that....?

Vector: (Raises an Eyebrow in Silence) ...............

Dedede: ('Sigh') I swear, y'all about make me- FINE! You're right! I did watched porn earlier! Two to three videos of it at least! I was watching it casually at first 'tIll BAM! Somethin' hot and unexpected pop up on my screen and made me lose the whole damn thing on sight! Ya happy!?

Vector: (Shrugs While Tapping the Stacks of Paperwork Together on the Desk and Placing in the Finished Pile) Eh. Expected as much. (Smirks a Little) But it is pretty funny to hear you admit defeat like that.

Dedede: ('Suck his Teeth') Man, fuck you and your overpriced headphones!

Vector: (Chuckles Lightly) Okay, okay! I was just kidding, relax.

Dedede: Mmhmm. You better be kidding or Imma come over there and smack you upsude the head with a mallet!

Vector: (Chuckles Some More as He Starts Getting Up From his Desk and Walking Out the Room) I hear ya loud and clear. But seriously though, don't about it too much, De. You have a chance of doing better next year if you try hard enough. (Closes the Door Behind Him and Heads to the Bedroom)

Dedede: ('Sigh') Yeah, yeah I know.....'Wish I didn't failed the way I did, but....a loss is a loss. You're planning on taking the challenge too, Croc?

Vector: Yeah. I mean, I failed last year, but who's know? (Opens the Door to his and Vanilla's Bedroom) I might have a good chance if succeeding this time a- (Eyes Begins to Widened at What is in Front of Him Right Now) r-round......

Vanilla: (Stares Directly at Vector, Laying on the Bed, Wearing Explicit Night Gown and Lingerie With a Very Seductive Smirk on her Shinny Cherry Red Lips) Why, hello there, my dear Vector-Kins~ Are you ready to come to bed with me for the remainder of the night?~

Vector: (Blushes Bright Red at the Sight of his Beautiful, Newly Wedded Wife) U-U-Uhhhhhh.....

Dedede: Let me guess: You walked in the room, only to see your wife laying on the bed, half naked.

Vector: Uhhuh.....

Dedede: And now your mind is already set on giving in on her demands, making you fail the challenge in the process. Is that right?

Vector: (Starts Nodding) Uhh-huh Uhh-huh.

Dedede: ('Sigh') Well, I can't say I'm not too surprised this outcome. So I might as well leave y'all to it.

Vector: Yeah....'T-Talk to you tomorrow....

Dedede: Got it, boss man. Goodnight.

'Call Ends'

Vanilla: Oh my. Was that really Mr. Dedede on the phone just now?

Vector: (Starts Coming Back to Reality (Or Lack Thereof)) Uh y-yeah. It was him. We started talking more often after the day we got hitched and became friends ever since.

Vanilla: (Clasps her Hands Together With a Bright Smile) Well, that's nice to hear. (Eyes Turns Directly Back to her Husband) Now then~

Vector eyes widens as he immediately went Back to being a blushing dope.

Vanilla: (Seductively Makes her Way to Vector) You don't happen to be planning on doing some silly internet challenge again, now are you?~

Vector: No! I-I mean.... I was, but that was before I walked in and noticed how....(Stares into Vanilla's Bedroom Eyes as He Felt her Two Fingers Walking Up on his Chest and Towards the Side of his Face) Incredibly more beautiful you are than usual l, but I'm guessing I might've said that before....

Vanilla: (Giggles Softly) Oho I'm sure you did. But in the meanwhile.....(Gently Places her Hands on Vector's Cheeks) Would you please be a dear and have some fun with me, Vec-tor~ ('Chu')

Vector: ...........Yes, mommy~

And so, the door closes, Vanilla begins to enjoy her long, sensual night providing her husband the love and compassion he needs, all while the husband in question is enjoying every pleasurable moment coming his way with a defeated yet very satisfied smile on his face.

Vector Crocodile: HAPPILY FAILED THE CHALLENGE

@keyenuta

@caleb13frede

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@albion-93

[teneguine]

Sword-Step

A traveling instructor has arrived at Garreg Mach, ready to teach any willing listeners how to practice the delicate and graceful art of sword dancing. It’s optional for, well, everyone but your class. You’ll need to choreograph and memorize an original routine to fulfill the requirements to move into the next level of sword mastery and this is your last chance before the term officially changes. Grab a partner, watch those feet and try not to stab anyone this time? [Grants Sword +1]

“Lady Lyn, is that you?”

Spotting a familiar face, Owain puts to rest the choreography he’d been working on to help himself to a bit of conversation. With his sword--the legendary Missiletainn--slung over his shoulder, he approaches his ally of another world. It’s been nearly a month since they fought together in Eden, but to Owain, it feels like it was only yesterday. An unlikely comrade in the chaotic woes of war, she and the rest of the crew have a special place in his heart. Never will he forget squaring down Melanthios alongside his fated allies of epic proportions. 

“What sort of mythical adventure have you gotten yourself wrapped up in this time? Wait--don’t tell me!” Arm flies out in front of him, waving over Lyn’s face and trying to null out whatever dialogue she’d respond with, “You’re here to learn the sacred art of Dance Swording! Hah! I knew you would make for a heroic pupil.” 

It’s pretty clear where he’s going with this.

The blade on his shoulder comes to rest at his side, ready to be wielded with style. He smirks, too, legs now widening in stance has he prepares both his confidence and body to show Lyn a thing or two. “Fate has smiled upon you, friend, for the world-renowned Dance Sworder stands in your presence: Oberon Dark, The Darkfooted Dance Debonair!” Pause for dramatic effect, and an awe-inspiring pose. His free hand opens and thrusts out mere inches in front of her face, while the opposite holds the point of his beloved sword up at the heavens. Not a moment’s reprieve is given, not a single opportunity to react. He just keeps going, adding more and more tomfoolery until it becomes so impossibly unclear what Lyn is meant to respond to and what is supposed to be theatrical filler.

“What say you to a quick lesson from a cosmic master? I have enough special dances to last a thousand thousand lifetimes, and each comes with an epic name. How do you fancy Blitzing Sparkshock? Or March of the Damned? Perhaps Rose-Garden of Flamingos catches your attention, or maybe Nightingale's Dark Waltz! If you hunger for challenge even half as much as I, my advanced techniques call your name! Behold: Twirl of Ice and Snow: Spring’s Redux! Oh, oh! And The Torrential Bachata of Arid Starsurge! And Stone-Co-” 

It doesn’t seem like he’ll run out of names (or breath) any time soon.

//starter for @sacaeblade

[aintashes]

the shadow of my father. feat. @othunderous. thor gets a random starter from this starter call. based on no fun by novo amor and gia margaret.

in a sick twist of fate, the end of the world might be the only thing that changed daryl dixon for the better. being forcibly ripped away from everything he used to know, far from the brutal hands of his family and into the embrace of a different kind of life, brought out the person he always could have been. the person he should have been if not for his abusive and neglectful upbringing.

it didn't happen overnight, and he couldn't have done it by himself; although society crumbled, the aftermath of daryl's experiences did not easily fall away. navigating his own emotions without being able to understand them was perhaps even more challenging that living amongst the dead. he has people like carol to thank for her unending support of his personal growth, even in moments where she very well could have left him in the dust for things he said and did in his anger and grief.

but even though he's a different person— a better and more loving person —and he knows more about himself now, daryl often finds himself existing inside of a somber shadow. it's not sufficient anymore to simply understand the why behind his behaviors and feelings. it doesn't help him move forward. it doesn't help him heal or find any kind of acceptance. there was a point in the past where it did, but now? after so many years, the knowing isn't enough.

he's read about this— about stagnation in healing and the cyclical nature of trauma. it doesn't mean that he knows how to change it, though. so he simply lives with it, and it makes him think sometimes that being able to acknowledge the source of his pain is actually worse than not knowing at all.

one thing that has come out of his awareness, however, is the ability to sense that familiar shadow whenever it looms over others.

daryl isn't one to pry. cracking open his own mind and finding out that so much of his life was abnormal and unjust was devastating for him for a long time— he would never strive to callously plunge someone else into that knowledge. even so, the way thor speaks of his father always makes daryl's skin prickle with the desire to speak up.

he doesn't want to overstep, though. thor is a friend. the last thing he wants is to push him away. instead, he resorts to simply opening up to him whenever it feels appropriate to do so; whenever their conversation leads them down that path. perhaps eventually, it'll occur to thor that the way odin treats him reads much like daryl's father in a different font.

‘ my dad was a real hardass. it was like every step i took was wrong, ’     he admits during a discussion about their lives before the outbreak, a light scoff leaving his mouth as his lips pull into a solemn little smile.     ‘ taught me damn near everythin' i know, but he wasn't a nice teacher. ’

[wretched-hero]

WRETCHED-HERO

An independent and semi-selective 21+ protrayal of Raven from the animated series

TEEN TITANS

canon and headcanon based, canon-divergent and multiverse

content warning for certain themes due to source content

bewitched by earthnicity

a study in:

Apocalypse Maiden, mental illness, moral ambiguity in the face of greater danger, aspects of personality, bottling emotions, challenging fate, destined evil, sanity slippage, martyrdom, and more!

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[slverblood]

@slverstar // plotted starter

AYLIN HAD GONE AHEAD OF her companions. There was no practical reason for it. The other three would arrive in Reithwin before the day was out, and together, they would present themselves before the great general, Ketheric Thorm. Although they had been sent with purpose, there was little reason to think scouting the town ahead of time would be necessary. Even if there was, the resplendent Dame Aylin Silverblood would be the last choice for the job. Swords of the Lady were not known for their discretion, and it was said the dame had been born without to make more room for temerity.

There was some merit to that. Even now, what had sent her ahead of her friends was no more than eagerness. She did not weary as mortals did; days of travel had hardly any effect on her. She was happy, normally, to spend an evening around the fire with the others, but being so close to their destination made her blood itch. Only a few more hours. She'd become so restless, they'd all but exiled her from the camp. She might not have been weary, but they were! Thus she found herself wandering the streets of Reithwin alone, allowing the townsfolk's curious stares to wash over her.

Or she had. For the past five minutes or so, her wandering had taken on purpose. Not that she was capable of marking the time or the path her feet followed. She moves as one possessed. Like she'd been struck through by lightning that rattled still in her skeleton, jolting each limb in turn. The superstitious might have called it witchcraft. The romantic would call it what it was: love at first sight.

She'd had only one glimpse of the moon-haired woman's eyes — had not even locked gazes with her — but that had been enough. All the mercy and wisdom of the stars was in those eyes. The sight had transfixed Aylin at first, long enough for the woman to disappear down a side street. Aylin could only follow after her, pulled along by some string of fate.

Alas it was an unanticipated challenge for someone of her build and unfamiliarity to navigate these streets. It did not help she could not watch where she was going, could not move her eyes from that halo of silver hair. Finally, she called out: ❝My lady! Maid with the moon-kissed hair! With the starlight eyes! If you are merciful, I pray you stop and speak with me!❞

[son-of-pendragon]

((I’m… mostly alive? Anyone want a starter (or for me to dig through your memes tag)? They’ll be iconless since I’m trapped on mobile.))

[dirty-brainrot]

(Frienemies)

I do not like him I do not like him I like him I do not like him I do not--

Pairing: Jotaro Kujo x Reader

There's nothing in the world that you hate more than Jotaro Kujo, the school's bad boy. Every girl (and even boys of course.) fell for the 195cm emo man and you didn't know why. He was quiet and would tell everyone who approach him to go away, not to mention, very intimidating.

All the teachers fear him and the rest of the students, who don't fall head over heels for him, are afraid to even look at him.

Then there's you.

"I fucking hate that Kujo guy."

The only person in the school with a deep loathing for Kujo Jotaro. You avoided the man as if he was a plague or like a cat with water.

You huffed as your redhead companion only laughed awkwardly. "This is the 3rd time this week, Y/N..., What did he even do to you?" Straightening your back, you turn to face Kakyoin with a deep frown. "Well for starters, your friend," making air quotes friend part, you continued. "He's just a fucking asshole and not to mention I hate his grumpy-ass attitude." You huffed and crossed your arms.

"Ah..." Kakyoin only sweat dropped while listening to you rant about Jotaro. "Honestly, I don't even know how you managed to befriend that guy..." Your voice going soft as you relaxed and looked at him. "Kakyoin, we've been best friends ever since we were kids and this guy—" You cut yourself once you saw the all-familiar edgy teen, the scowl on your face returned. Kakyoin, noticing your swift change of expression, turned around to see Jotaro.

"Ah, hello Jotaro." He gives him a small smile while you greeted him back the complete opposite with venom in your voice. "Kujo." He glances at you and looks back at Kakyoin, ignoring you.

"The old man, Avdol, and Polnareff are visiting this week." Kakyoin's smile widens. "Is Iggy with Polnareff?" You watch the two of them interact as if forgetting your existence. Getting ticked off, you stormed away while mumbling. "Fuck him and his hat."

As you storm away, Kakyoin glances at your irritated figure. "Ah... Can we invite Y/N too? I just want my friends to get along..." He frowns while Jotaro grunts. "I know you don't like them- can you two try to get along at least just once?" Jotaro thought for a moment and nodded his head. 'He probably won't stop until I say yes.' Kakyoin beamed at him. He sighs and grabs the tip of his hat and said his line.

"Yare Yare Daze..."

It was the next day. You had forgotten the whole encounter with Jotaro yesterday and to make your day better, you found a new game shop! You could certainly ask Kakyoin to hang out with you and check it out.

☆

Walking in the student-filled corridor, you kept an eye out for a tall redhead. 'Hm... Where could he be? He could be possibly with Jotaro.' As you rounded the corner, you bumped into somebody. Gasping, you stumbled back and bowed with an apology. "Sorry-" You were cut off with a familiar chuckle. "It's okay Y/N." You smiled and looked up at Kakyoin. "I've been looking for you! I wanted to tell you that there's a new game shop and I wanna ask you if you wanted to go with me."

Saying you were excited is an understatement. You and Kakyoin have been gaming buddies ever since you were a child and now there was a new game shop which could mean new games to play and trash talk over.

You could see Kakyoin getting excited to check out the shop as well. "Yeah! I'd love to." He responded.

The bell rang before any of you could talk again. "I'll see you at the school gate later!" Already heading to your classroom, you waved your hand goodbye. Kakyoin waves back and walks in the opposite direction. Fate seems to be on your side since you haven't seen Jotaro once today and you plan on keeping it like that until math class at least.

The day went by quickly, all the lesson was messily scribbled on your notebooks and all assignment were passed. Now you just have to wait for Kakyoin at the school gate.

Once you arrived at the gate, you saw Jotaro leaning on the wall, smoking. You glare at him knowing he was probably waiting for Kakyoin too. "What are you doing here?" He glances at you and covers his face with the edge of the hat. "Why do you care?"

You roll your eyes. 'He's extra edgy today.' "Can't I just ask a question?" You could feel eyes on you. It was probably Jotaro's fan club hiding somewhere and glaring at you.

He huffs the smoke and looks away. "Yare yare... Just leave me alone brat."

"The only brat I see here is your edgy ass." You retorted.

It seems to strike a nerve. His scowl deepens and flicks his cigarette away, grabbing you by your collar. You look at him unfazed but ready to strike anytime. "If you don't sh-"

"Geez... You two fight like an old couple.." Kakyoin breaks you two up before any of you could get hurt. He shook his head, "And here I thought bringing Jotaro was a great idea." You laughed loudly making Jotaro glare at you.

Kakyoin sighs as you two have a glaring challenge. "If-" He spoke up and you both look at the redhead. "If the two of you don't fight for a week then I'll... I'll do whatever you say." You stared at him and grinned. Kakyoin nervously gulps at the expression you're giving him. "Sounds like a deal."

Now Jotaro doesn't care about that but you on the other hand have some great plans for the poor redhead.

"Let's go to the game shop then..." You both start to walk until you realize Jotaro was following too.

"... He's... He's coming with us?" You whisper to Kakyoin. "Ah!" He looks at you apologetically. "I...may have forgotten to tell you that I invited Jotaro to come with us..." You took a deep inhale and walked ahead. Not bothering to comment on what he just did. Since you made an agreement after all.

The entire walk was painfully awkward. You didn't talk and Jotaro doesn't usually talk so that left Kakyoin trying to engage you and Jotaro to talk to each other but you just nodded and hummed. 'Damn... I feel like Jotaro now." You snicker quietly.

The game shop didn't have many customers. There were probably around 3 and a single employee at the cashier.

Feeling giddy, you walked inside while dragging Kakyoin with you. "Holy shit..! They have the best RPG game!" Letting go of Kakyoin you ran towards the RPG section and looked at the huge selection of games.

"Damn... My allowance is gonna be dead by the end of this." You thought while you read the cover of a random game you grabbed.

Out of nowhere, you felt a warm breath hit your nape. Flinching at the feeling, you turned behind ready to hit the person with the game you were holding. "Oh." Looking up, it was just Jotaro looming behind you.

Wait a minute.

"What the fuck are you doing?" You furrowed your brows suspiciously at him. He looks at the game in your hand, bored. "I wanted to look for games too."

"Huh... You don't look like a person who plays games." He steps backward and shrugs then walks away leaving you confused. "I should just look for F-Mega..." Forgotten the weird interaction, you looked for the latest F-mega game they had.

After walking around and getting distracted by other games, you finally found F-Mega! Happy with your decision, you went to the cashier and paid. Then looked around to search for your cherry friend.

You have looked around the shop but you didn't find him, plus the shop was small so it was easy to find someone. Walking outside, hoping to see Kakyoin, you see Jotaro smoking. Waving the smoke away, you approached him. "Have you seen Kak?" He throws the cigarette and steps on it. "There was an emergency so he went home early."

"Oh." You look at him dumbfounded. "Kakyoin left you with Jotaro?! It's an emergency anyway..." You sighed and walked in the direction of your home. Surprisingly, Jotaro followed you. "What do you want?" You didn't mean to sound annoyed but it came out like that. "Making sure you don't get into trouble." Huffing, you started to walk faster but Jotaro was able to keep up since he has longer legs.

Too busy trying to get far from Jotaro, you failed to notice the crack on the pavement, making you trip. Thankfully, Jotaro was able to catch up with you. He grabs you by your waist, preventing you from facepalming the floor. "If I wasn't here, you would be eating dirt right now." He pulls you up. You pouted and mumbled. "You were the reason I ran and tripped." Good thing he didn't hear it or else he would've let you go. You straightened the creases on your clothes and quietly thanked him. He seemed to have heard that one and nodded.

Giving up on trying to outrun Jotaro, you both walk in silence. It was only the leaves rustling and the occasional birds chirping. It was surprisingly peaceful since you both didn't bicker.

When you both arrived at your home, the sun was setting down. You opened the door to your home but stopped and looked back.

Jotaro was already walking away, probably towards his home. "Oi Kujo!" You called out to him. He stops walking, not looking back. "I enjoyed that walk. Thank you." His hands were in his pockets as he looks back at you and nodded then continued his walk.

Maybe  Kujo Jotaro isn't that bad.

[spunsugarmusings]

Cyndi Lauper Lyrics Starters

Some sentence starters from my favorite Cyndi Lauper songs. Change pronouns as necessary and enjoy!

“I saw your picture waving back at me, from underneath the bed.”

“You loved the look, but you never looked inside.”

“I’m trying to live in the present, but I keep tripping on the past.”

“We never had time for everything we had, so it felt like we had nothing.”

"We were innocent and wild."

“On my dresser sits a frame, with a photograph.”

"We lived our dreams and challenged fate."

“I had a fool’s confidence that the world had no boundaries.”

“Instinct and common sense, they come in different quantities.”

“If you’re lost, you can look, and you will find me.”

“If you fall, I will catch you.”

“I will be waiting, time after time.”

“Confusion is nothing new.”

“I can't hear what you've said."

"I fall behind."

"Ain’t no law against it yet!”

"I've been thinking of a new sensation."

"I'm picking up some good vibrations."

“I realize it’s hard to take courage.”

“In a world full of people, you can lose sight of it all.”

“The darkness inside you makes you feel so small.”

“I can’t remember when I last saw you laughing.”

“If this world makes you crazy, and you’ve taken all you can bear, just call me up, and you know I’ll be there.”

"I see your true colors shining through."

"Don't be afraid to let it show."

"Your true colors are beautiful, like a rainbow."

“I don’t want to live like that, just a product of misery.”

“Some boys take a beautiful girl, and hide her away from the rest of the world.”

"You know you're still number one."

"I wanna be the one to walk in the sun!"

“We’re not the fortunate ones.”

“It’s not real if you don’t feel it.”

“You’re starting to feel the push and pull.”

“What’s good enough for you is good enough for me.”

“I always thought we’d be together down the line.”

“Who let in the rain?”

"We have no past, we won't reach back."

"Keep with me forward all through the night."

"They have forgotten what by day they lack."

"Let me be there, let me stay there awhile."

"Until it ends, there is no end."

[ruki--mukami]

For bigRuki!

If you could change the past and protect your young self from all what happened (including never been turned into a Vampire), would you give yourself a happy life? Or would you choose your "redemption" path?

(although you did not change that much)

“There are many temporal complications with that thought experiment, Livestock. As much as I would love to rescue not only my human self, but also the rest of my brothers from their deplorable fates, then there would be no more ‘me’ to save them. The current me would cease to exist because the course of time has been changed, thus influencing my decisions and development as an adult. Nevertheless, I shall humor you. Hm… Well, had my younger self been rescued and spared of the orphanage’s abuse, then I would teach him that one must work arduously through their own efforts to achieve what they want in life. Stomping on those deemed as ‘inferior’ will not act as a stepping stone to further one’s own agenda by any means. Unfortunately, my young self failed to realize this, as naïve and self-important as he was.”

“Now, now. Before you try to refute my words, allow me to elaborate. I know what you’re thinking: You believe I haven’t changed at all because of Eve. It’s true, I order Eve around like a servant and discipline her whenever she commits a blunder, no matter how small. The difference is that it’s all for the sake of hisplan. However, if I rescued my own self from the past, then I would’ve never met my benefactor to begin with. Therefore, I’d have to fulfill that role for myself. I’d have to educate my younger self on how to walk on the correct path to success and glory. Which, as you can imagine, would be quite bizarre indeed. What does this path entail, you ask? Well, for starters…”

“It should go without saying that I seek to exact revenge on the world that wronged me. Make no mistake, my contempt for humans shall remain firm, even before the iron rod strikes the bare of my back. Many enemies lurk in the shadows, hoping to knock the aristocrats off their so-called high horses. Without Karlheinz-sama, we’ll simply have to obtain vengeance through our own power. To rescue my past self would be to release an indignant soul, ready to challenge the world around him, into the vermin of society.”

[stardustprompts]

the poppy war - r.f kuang   sentence starters change tenses/pronouns as needed !!  some lines have been edited for clarity / length / ease of roleplaying tw :   drugs , death , murder , nsfw , prostitution mention , language

‘take off your clothes.’

‘why would anyone drug themselves before a test?’

‘you’re about to be a very lucky girl, sweet.’

‘wow that’s great. really great. Terrific.’

‘your folks are assholes.’

‘well fuck the heavenly order of things.’

‘don’t you have actual responsibilities?’

‘I don’t want to get on _____ ‘s bad side.’

‘you would make a terrible prostitute. no charm.’

‘what is so wrong with getting married?’

‘do you want to die?’

‘everything is spilling out of my head as quickly as I put it in.’

‘please do not commit spousal homicide.’

‘give me a way out of this shithole.’

‘hello, I’m praying.’

‘I seduced him with my nubile young body. you caught me.’

‘you can’t scare me into a confession, because I’m telling the truth.’

‘and that means you’re shit at your job.’

‘if you cross them—- if they even think you’ve looked at them funny—- they can and will hurt you.’

‘it’s easy to lose a language when you never speak it.’

‘you’re offending them with your very presence.’

‘they’ll make you an outsider, because you’re not like them.’

‘no matter what they say, you deserve to be here.’

‘I’ll kill you. I will fucking kill you.’

‘I went out in the sun once. you should try it sometime.’

‘oh, you’re the one ____ hates.’

‘you’d be a prick too if your family was both rich and attractive.’

‘honestly? I think he just comes in here to get high.’

‘I think you’re flattering yourself.’

‘unless you’ve got a weapon, don’t aim for the face. the neck’s a better target.’

‘we aren’t here to be sophisticated. we’re here to fuck people up.’

‘this is the only kick you’ll ever need, really. a kick to bring down the most powerful warriors.’

‘power dictates acceptability.’

‘he hasn’t done anything to earn my respect. all he’s done is act high and mighty.’

‘you’re nothing. you shouldn’t even be here.’

‘consider me bullied and intimidated, just let me sleep.’

‘he’s playing with her. he’ll end it soon.’

‘they’re good at fighting, but not much else.’

‘spend a lot of time looking at ____’s eyes do you?’

‘a betrayal of that sort would not have been out of character.’

‘come on, you belong here too.’

‘they’re not going to get rid of me like this. not this easily.’

‘I’m calm! I’m extremely calm!’

‘you’d rather kill your own people than let the opponent’s army walk away?’

‘you don’t let an enemy walk away if they’ll certainly be a threat to you later.’

‘he can’t stop raving about you.’

‘oh, don’t pretend to be bashful. you love it.’

‘you’re a walking disaster.’

‘anyone this obstinate deserves some attention, if only to make sure you don’t become a walking hazard to everyone around you.’

‘I heard he got drunk on rice wine last week and pissed into ____’s window. he sounds awesome.’

‘it’s me, your favorite person in the whole wide world.’

‘I do not have a problem. you are making up this problem for reasons unbeknownst to me.’

‘you’re killing the mood.’

‘they were weak as shit. scrawnier than you, even.’

‘you’re a real asshole. you know that right?’

‘your state of mind is just as important as the state of your body.’

‘sometimes you must loose the string to let the arrow fly.’

‘because I want to break his stupid face.’

‘he’s the most dangerous when he’s desperate.’

‘from this point on you’re just going to be a danger to yourself and everyone around you.’

‘you’re too reckless. you hold grudges, you cultivate your rage and let it explode, and you’re careless about what you’re taught.’

‘I knew I was the only one that could help him.’

‘they honed his rage like a weapon, instead of teaching him to control it.’

‘one urinating statue for my easily entertained friend.’

‘I don’t believe in gods. but I believe in power.’

‘one might say you’ve been obsessed with ____.’

‘don’t look to your left. pretend you’re taking to me.’ / ‘I am talking to you.’

‘we’re studying very weird things.’

‘I don’t actually know what I’m getting into.’

‘here is what happened: you called a god, and the god answered.’

‘you know that if you don’t get answers now, the hunger will consume you and your mind will crack.’

‘you’ve glimpsed the other side and you can’t rest until you fill in the blanks.’

‘supernatural is a word for anything that doesn’t fit your present understanding of the world.’

‘I’m supposed to take it as true that you’re a god?’

‘I’m not a god. I am a mortal who has woken up, and there is power in awareness.’

‘are we getting high? oh, wow. we’re getting high.’

‘ah. the law. so inconvenient. so irrelevant.’

‘we are not madmen. but how can we convince anyone of this, when the rest of the world believes it so?’

‘the price of power is pain.’

‘I understand the truth of things. I know what it means to exist.’

‘prey do not question the motives of the predator. the dead do not question the living. mortals do not challenge the gods.’

‘I killed for you. I would have done anything for you.’

‘I have seen the end of things. the shape of the world has changed.’

‘war doesn’t determine who’s right. war determines who remains.’

‘it’s alright. I know what you are.’

‘I thought I was the only one left.’

‘we have developed the power to rewrite the fabric of this world. if we don’t use it, then what’s the point?’

‘I don’t mess with that shit. it screws you up.’

‘I understand the appeal, I really do, but I like having my mind to myself.’

‘he’s a charmer. like a new puppy. you think he’s adorable until he pisses on the furniture.’

‘there’s no routine. no discipline. nothing you’re used to. am I right?’

‘so you’re the last of your kind. that’s sad.’

‘If you hold the fate of the country in your hands, if you have accepted your obligation to your people, then your life ceases to be your own.’

‘____ feared, and so he held you back.’

‘great danger is always associated with great power. the difference between the great and the mediocre is that the great are willing to take that risk.’

‘don’t ever let go on that anger. rage gives you power. caution does not.’

‘don’t give in... you’ve been so brave... but it takes more bravery to resist the power.’

‘the nature of this god is to destroy. the nature of this god is to be greedy, to never be satisfied with what he has consumed.’

‘so. screaming at rocks. is that, like, normal behavior here?’

‘fix this. prove your worth. do your fucking job or get out.’

‘I saved your life. doesn’t that make us at least a little square?!’

‘I was scared of you. and I lashed out.’

‘I thought I was better than you, and I’m not. I’m sorry.’

‘when I killed it, it felt like murder.’

‘look, I’m happy to discuss this, really, but I’m currently leaking life out three different wounds and I think I may pass out. would you give me a moment?’

‘well maybe ____ should get his head out of his ass.’

‘ ____ is more fragile than you think.’

‘look, asshole, I don’t need you to tell me what to do.’

‘they say he can read the future. shatter minds.’

‘you misunderstand the nature of our relationship. I am not your friend.’

‘he’s not human. he—- I don’t know what he is.’

‘but ___ was never allowed to be human.’

‘do you trust me?’ / ‘no. but that’s irrelevant.’

‘you don’t know what true suffering is.’

‘I have seen more than my fair share of suffering.’

‘that boy is beyond redemption. that boy is broken like the rest.’

‘I don’t want to be saved! I want power!’

‘that power will destroy everything you’ve ever loved. you will defeat your enemy, and the victory will turn to ashes in your mouth.’

‘we’ve missed something. something’s been laid out for us, but we can’t see it.’

‘fretting won’t make the dead come back to life.’

‘there was nothing human in those eyes.’

‘It was a nightmare, and I couldn’t wake up.’

‘I don’t need your pity. I need you to kill them for me.’

‘whatever it takes. swear it on your life. swear it for me.’

‘I won’t judge him. I don’t dare, because I don’t have the right. and neither do you.’

‘you asked me why I wouldn’t stop him. now you understand. you can’t stop an avenger. you can’t reason with a madman.’

‘I am afraid of what he might do in his quest for vengeance. and I am afraid that he is right.’

‘I am about to do something terrible. and you will have a choice.’

‘they give nothing to the universe, and the universe owes them nothing in return.’

‘you cannot survive my death.’

‘you’re trying to deceive me. you don’t get to deceive me.’

‘this is not the way. this path leads only to darkness.’

‘when are you going to stop being such a damn coward? what are you running from?’

‘you will turn the world to ash, and only demons will live in the rubble.’

‘you dress up your crusade with moral arguments, when in truth you would let millions die if it means you get your so-called justice.’

‘you have not cared about anything for a very long time. you are broken.’

‘I am terrified. but only because I’m starting to remember who I once was. don’t go down that path.’

‘your country is ash. you can’t bring it back with blood.’

‘I’m so sorry. I tried to warn you.’

‘you know the worst part? we’re so close to home.’

‘did you miss me? did you miss this?’

‘I just gave him some of his favorite medicine.’

‘resistance here means suffering. there is no escape. no future.’

‘you have nothing to fight for anymore’

‘what are you defending? you owe ____ nothing.’

‘we were disposable. we were tools. tell me that doesn’t make you furious.’

‘I am sick with fury.’

‘I will die on my feet. I will not die a coward. and neither will you.’

‘we could stay here. we could stay here forever. we wouldn’t have to go back.’

‘you’ll have to live with the consequences. but you’re brave ... you’re the bravest person I’ve ever met.’

‘I have lost everything I care about. I don’t want peace, I want revenge.’

‘I don’t need to sleep. I need to feel nothing.’

‘do you want forgiveness? I can’t give you that.’

‘we avenged him. he’s gone, but avenged.’

‘you have to believe that it was necessary. that it stopped something worse. and even if it wasn’t, it’s the lie we’ll tell ourselves, starting today and every day afterward.’

‘aren’t you supposed to be a seer? do you ever see anything useful?’

‘we have an enemy whom we love.’

‘I’m going to find and kill everyone responsible. you cannot stop me.’

‘oh I’m not going to stop you.’

[chickenooodlehope]

challenge: 30 questions tag game 💛💛 tagged by lovely sharika @rosebowl  💛💛

answers under the cut because i finally figured out how to do that akjdjakj

1. name/nickname: I don’t really have one! a few people call me alli, but that’s really only family and a few early childhood friends. it makes me fond when they use it but it’s funny to think of most people saying anything other than just allison lol 2. star sign: capricorn 🤠 3. height: 5’3” and a bit 4. birthday: december 26 — yes it’s the day after christmas and yes they get lumped together but also no i don’t hate christmas, i love that cheesy holiday shit!! 5. favorite band: LOL in a shocking twist of fate… it’s bts!!! but also i’m forever obsessed with the national 😬 6. time: 2:22pm!! 7. favorite solo artist: oof maybe sza?? or phoebe bridgers?? i love them both very much 8. song stuck in your head: “0x1=lovesong” by txt (i might finally be getting into them???) 9. last movie you watched: i haven’t watched a movie in a million years, sorry!!! i’m just a tv show person 10. free space: uhhhhhhh besties how are we feeling after all of the vlives they’ve been dropping?? i am personally…… overwhelmed 🙃 11. last show: “doom at your service” 😭😭😭 this is my starter k-drama, per helena/bibillyhillsbaby, and i’m having Lots of Feelings 12: when i created this blog: last november! 13. what i post: ……..thots. mostly about jung hoseok & his cute booty :) 14. last thing i googled: lol the english translation to “into: what am i to you?” because it’s also stuck in my head 15. other blogs: my main, @shelikesperfume 💛 16. do i get asks? only from my cute ass mutuals 17. why i chose my url? because i am a victim of hazel-contacts-taehyung 😫 18. following: 368 19. followers: some! 20. average hours of sleep: i prefer 8+ but sometimes that doesn’t happen and i get cranky :) 21. lucky number: lol uhh no they aren’t 22. instruments: my beautiful voice (for the record…. this is a joke- i cannot sing or play an instrument akzjsjskksk) 23. what am i wearing? bike shorts, a tshirt that says “the sun machine” (which is ironic because i have a terrible sunburn rn), and several blankets 24. dream job: uh i think i would just like to quote sharika: “i do not dream of labor.” i used to want to be a journalist but honestly idk at this point 25. favorite food: MANGOS 26. tea or coffee? coffeeeeee, the stronger the better 27. nationality: american (derogatory) 28. favorite song: this is so hard but i always end up saying “lemonworld” by the national. it gives me the same feeling as listening to “blue side (outro),” which is definitely tied as my other fav at this point 💙 29. last book i read: lmao i’m in the middle of “the bookshop of second chances” by jackie fraser (woman leaves her husband, inherits a large estate in scotland, finds romance there, etc etc) 30. top three fictional universes i would like to live in: lmao my first thought was VACATION, does that count?? but no hmm, i love the show “sex education” on netflix- if i could live in gillian anderson’s house in that show, that’d be rad. or if brandi carlile wanted to invite me to live on her commune, that’d be fine too 🤠

taggin my loves @bibillyhillsbaby @fakelovedotmp3 @blueandtaes @dinamitae @yoongisbengaliwife @taejinnies @jinbestboy @vantehobi @ccypher3 @ftyoongi @gimbapchefs @bel-baby @hellojeongkook @flowerkth @trustingofwinds (optional as always!!)