Listen I know very well I said semi-haitus and it’s been more of a regular old haitus and I apologize about that. But hopefully I’ll be back and at ‘em sometime soon! Thanks for everyone who’s stayed with me during this time!
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Of course, that isn’t at all to say he was opposed to the idea. In fact, it was quite the opposite. He’d be glad to branch out, especially at Passion’s recommendation. But that didn’t stop his anxiety from ever prodding the back of his mind at the mere thought.
It’s TRAGIC really. No matter one’s intention, there will always be others who paint a picture of them, dark and smeared and utterly unrecognizable, and declare it to be their TRUE self. In Booker’s case, it seemed no matter how hard he fought, or on which side, he always ended up the VILLAIN of the story. Of course Jack doesn’t know the details. It hadn’t been his PLACE to ask. But he’d been around the man long enough to put a few KEY pieces together. &&. While he certainly wouldn’t consider himself CLOSE to Booker – especially given that he’s the reason Elizabeth had left her safe sanctuary – he still feels ASSURANCES threatening to spill off his tongue. All the blood, bruises and death set aside, he wants to share that HOPE burning in his chest, to give Booker something more.
“…Sure as that might be, life doesn’t have to be pretty to still have a happy ending, does it?”
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As much as Jack wishes to simply FORGET his past in its entirety, he also wishes to SHIELD its inky depths from Passion’s mind. To him, there is no viable reason to share it with them, as though just recounting his story would somehow TAINT the soft RADIANCE that seemed to surround his companion. He did not come from pleasant beginnings. From his first breath, he was viewed only as a TOOL to be used and not as a living, thinking, feeling person. Worse yet, he had grown to act as he was conditioned to and the BLOOD on his hands could never be washed away. Similarly, he doubts his past can be fully BURIED, even with the added assistance.
However, regardless of his own beliefs, the SENTIMENT in and of itself is sufficient enough to slowly tug upward the corners of his lips. Perhaps Passion should have been named Kindness instead. With all that they have done for him, it seems all the more FITTING. Blue hues coupled with HAPPY little crinkles fanning from their edges lift to meet Passion’s gaze. At the same time, he takes their hands into his own, thumbs swiping over knuckles with a FEATHERY touch in order to convey just how APPRECIATIVE he is of the offer.
“I’m… Truthfully, I’m not sure that’s even possible…. But, every moment I spend with you… Well, it gives me hope that things will get better... that maybe the day will come where my past doesn’t haunt me anymore.”
rp sentence starters using lines from r.h. sin’s work , whiskey words and a shovel I
part one / part two / part three
“ no one taught you to love you. ”
“ that’s your biggest problem : searching for validation in people who will never accept you for you. ”
“ who robbed you of innocence? ”
“ who made you feel things your heart wasn’t prepared for? ”
“ who fooled your heart into falling? ”
“ you’ll cling to the good memories as if there were any. ”
“ the pain will always be there. ”
“ so many people are setting the bar really low. ”
“ you get what you allow. ”
“ and pain grew in my heart. ”
“ i will survive this. ”
“ i will be fine. ”
“ i was never what you wanted. ”
“ i was just the one you settled for. ”
“ death knocks on our door. ”
“ silence says the things we struggle to say. ”
“ you’re an experience. ”
“ i’ve been waiting for someone like you. ”
“ words sound like hate when the heart is hurt or angry. ”
“ you were never the one. ”
“ i had to be hurt by you in order to find my strength. ”
“ i hope you find what you’re looking for. ”
“ i hope you find the truth and nothing less. ”
“ your child is not a weapon. ”
“ your child is not some tool that you can use to hurt others. ”
“ that’s how they control you. ”
“ we are all haunted by the same emotional devils. ”
“ we are all running from similar demons. ”
“ you’re so used to being mistreated. ”
“ you allow your heart to remain in dirty hands. ”
“ you’ve gotten so used to being hurt that happiness scares you. ”
“ we observe the lives of others instead of living out our own. ”
“ we pretend to be satisfied with nothingness. ”
“ i feel the scars on your heart like braille. ”
“ i was forced to survive in your absence. ”
“ i never needed you. ”
“ one day i’ll stop believing you. ”
“ we became nothing. ”
“ the child in me will never forget the pain of being left behind. ”
“ i struggle with the idea of anyone loving me unconditionally. ”
“ i wish you waited for me. ”
“ you love people then betray them. ”
“ how am i not supposed to fear you? ”
“ i found my peace, being away from you. ”
“ i got tired of going through the same shit with different people. ”
“ connect with someone who makes time to connect with you. ”
“ my parents taught me that marriage means nothing. ”
“ you deserve a love that makes it easier to sleep during the coldness of the night. ”
“ nothing is louder than overthinking. ”
“ you weren’t ready for someone like me. ”
“ you had so much potential but refused to use it. ”
“ it’s not your fucking fault. ”
“ you my dear, are not for everyone. ”
“ i was manipulated into trusting you. ”
“ the thought of being in love is blinding. ”
“ i’ve been struggling to find my way out of this. ”
“ maybe the heart cracks to empty itself of things. ”
“ it’s become obvious that i no longer need to feel for you. ”
“ either way you get screwed. ”
“ i’ve been growing impatient. ”
“ your promises were like rope wrapped tightly around my neck. ”
“ i remember what you don’t. ”
“ my body trembles under the weight of my own heartache. ”
“ the memories hurt the most. ”
“ i get so fucking tired of everything that reminds me of you. ”
“ you’ll be the death of me. ”
“ loving you was draining. ”
“ i decided to forgive you and move on. ”
“ now my soul feels free. ”
“ tonight won’t be easy and you know that. ”
“ but the pain is necessary. ”
“ i cut myself trying to help you. ”
“ we were different people after that night. ”
“ allow me to help you bury your past. ”
“ let us give life to our future. ”
So! I think I’m going to put this blog on a Semi-Haitus for a little while!
Now that I’ve officially started the college lifeTM, I’m not sure that I can really keep up with it well. I’ll still be around if you’d like to check in OOC and you’re always free to tag me in things, or send any of my muses’ messages. But I’ll probably be super duper selective with what I do, if anything, until I state that this semi-haitus is ended. I’m sorry because I know this is probably a big inconvenience, but it’s for my own well being and I don’t want to try to push out threads that aren’t of the best quality since that wouldn’t be fair to any of you.
If there is, however, a thread you’re particularly excited about, feel free to IM me and I’ll try to make it a priority! Hope that can make up for it!
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to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die. | under a bus, with my fingers crossed. | it feels like nothing matters in our private universe. | take me, i’m yours. | i’ll be a rock and rollin’ bitch for you. | you want the real story? you shouldn’t ask me. | i’m so drunk, i don’t mind if you kill me. | i don’t pretend to know what you want, but i offer love. | you’re so mean, baby! | he will have his way. | i’m bored; come on, let’s get high! | why don’t you walk away? | where i go, there’ll be no kind welcome. | into temptation, right where you belong. | we’re still outsiders. | i never feel pain, won’t you hit me again? | oh, i just don’t know where to begin. | practically all is nearly forgiven. | black words slipping off my tongue. | couldn’t it be easy to believe? | you are afraid of me; that’s why you’re so unkind. | sinner; i have never learned. | desolate in anger and safe in isolation. | do you feel the pressure? | i wanna be forgiven. | spare us the theatrics and the verbal gymnastics. | how i needed you when i needed you. | history has been cruel. | do you see what i see? | is there anybody in there? | i’d beg for some forgiveness, but begging’s not my business. | we may never meet again, so shed your skin and let’s get started. | every day i love you less and less. | there’s nothing that you love that i’ll ever miss
If it’s crossed out, it means either it applies to their past or they’re working on changing it.
Peek under the “read more” for the rest!
to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die. | under a bus, with my fingers crossed. | it feels like nothing matters in our private universe. | take me, i’m yours. | i’ll be a rock and rollin’ bitch for you. | you want the real story? you shouldn’t ask me. | i’m so drunk, i don’t mind if you kill me. | i don’t pretend to know what you want, but i offer love. | you’re so mean, baby! | he will have his way. | i’m bored; come on, let’s get high! | why don’t you walk away? | where i go, there’ll be no kind welcome. | into temptation, right where you belong. | we’re still outsiders. | i never feel pain, won’t you hit me again? | oh, i just don’t know where to begin. | practically all is nearly forgiven. | black words slipping off my tongue. | couldn’t it be easy to believe? | you are afraid of me; that’s why you’re so unkind. | sinner; i have never learned. | desolate in anger and safe in isolation. | do you feel the pressure? | i wanna be forgiven. | spare us the theatrics and the verbal gymnastics. | how i needed you when i needed you. | history has been cruel. | do you see what i see? | is there anybody in there? | i’d beg for some forgiveness, but begging’s not my business. | we may never meet again, so shed your skin and let’s get started. | every day i love you less and less. | there’s nothing that you love that i’ll ever miss
to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die. | under a bus, with my fingers crossed. | it feels like nothing matters in our private universe. | take me, i’m yours. | i’ll be a rock and rollin’ bitch for you. | you want the real story? you shouldn’t ask me. | i’m so drunk, i don’t mind if you kill me. | i don’t pretend to know what you want, but i offer love. | you’re so mean, baby! | he will have his way. | i’m bored; come on, let’s get high! | why don’t you walk away? | where i go, there’ll be no kind welcome. | into temptation, right where you belong. | we’re still outsiders. | i never feel pain, won’t you hit me again? | oh, i just don’t know where to begin. | practically all is nearly forgiven. | black words slipping off my tongue. | couldn’t it be easy to believe? | you are afraid of me; that’s why you’re so unkind. | sinner; i have never learned. | desolate in anger and safe in isolation. | do you feel the pressure? | i wanna be forgiven. | spare us the theatrics and the verbal gymnastics. | how i needed you when i needed you. | history has been cruel. | do you see what i see? | is there anybody in there? | i’d beg for some forgiveness, but begging’s not my business. | we may never meet again, so shed your skin and let’s get started. | every day i love you less and less. | there’s nothing that you love that i’ll ever miss
to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die. | under a bus, with my fingers crossed. | it feels like nothing matters in our private universe. | take me, i’m yours. | i’ll be a rock and rollin’ bitch for you. | you want the real story? you shouldn’t ask me. | i’m so drunk, i don’t mind if you kill me. | i don’t pretend to know what you want, but i offer love. | you’re so mean, baby! | he will have his way. | i’m bored; come on, let’s get high! | why don’t you walk away? | where i go, there’ll be no kind welcome. | into temptation, right where you belong. | we’re still outsiders. | i never feel pain, won’t you hit me again? | oh, i just don’t know where to begin. | practically all is nearly forgiven. | black words slipping off my tongue. | couldn’t it be easy to believe? | you are afraid of me; that’s why you’re so unkind. | sinner; i have never learned. | desolate in anger and safe in isolation. | do you feel the pressure? | i wanna be forgiven. | spare us the theatrics and the verbal gymnastics. | how i needed you when i needed you. | history has been cruel. | do you see what i see? | is there anybody in there? | i’d beg for some forgiveness, but begging’s not my business. | we may never meet again, so shed your skin and let’s get started. | every day i love you less and less. | there’s nothing that you love that i’ll ever miss
to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die. | under a bus, with my fingers crossed. | it feels like nothing matters in our private universe. | take me, i’m yours. | i’ll be a rock and rollin’ bitch for you. | you want the real story? you shouldn’t ask me. | i’m so drunk, i don’t mind if you kill me. | i don’t pretend to know what you want, but i offer love. | you’re so mean, baby! | he will have his way. | i’m bored; come on, let’s get high! | why don’t you walk away? | where i go, there’ll be no kind welcome. | into temptation, right where you belong. | we’re still outsiders. | i never feel pain, won’t you hit me again? | oh, i just don’t know where to begin. | practically all is nearly forgiven. | black words slipping off my tongue. | couldn’t it be easy to believe? | you are afraid of me; that’s why you’re so unkind. | sinner; i have never learned. | desolate in anger and safe in isolation. | do you feel the pressure? | i wanna be forgiven. | spare us the theatrics and the verbal gymnastics. | how i needed you when i needed you. | history has been cruel. | do you see what i see? | is there anybody in there? | i’d beg for some forgiveness, but begging’s not my business. | we may never meet again, so shed your skin and let’s get started. | every day i love you less and less. | there’s nothing that you love that i’ll ever miss
to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die. | under a bus, with my fingers crossed. | it feels like nothing matters in our private universe. | take me, i’m yours. | i’ll be a rock and rollin’ bitch for you. | you want the real story? you shouldn’t ask me. | i’m so drunk, i don’t mind if you kill me. | i don’t pretend to know what you want, but i offer love. | you’re so mean, baby! | he will have his way. | i’m bored; come on, let’s get high! | why don’t you walk away? | where i go, there’ll be no kind welcome. | into temptation, right where you belong. | we’re still outsiders. | i never feel pain, won’t you hit me again? | oh, i just don’t know where to begin. | practically all is nearly forgiven. | black words slipping off my tongue. | couldn’t it be easy to believe? | you are afraid of me; that’s why you’re so unkind. | sinner; i have never learned. | desolate in anger and safe in isolation. | do you feel the pressure? | i wanna be forgiven. | spare us the theatrics and the verbal gymnastics. | how i needed you when i needed you. | history has been cruel. | do you see what i see? | is there anybody in there? | i’d beg for some forgiveness, but begging’s not my business. | we may never meet again, so shed your skin and let’s get started. | every day i love you less and less. | there’s nothing that you love that i’ll ever miss
to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die. | under a bus, with my fingers crossed. | it feels like nothing matters in our private universe. | take me, i’m yours. | i’ll be a rock and rollin’ bitch for you. | you want the real story? you shouldn’t ask me. | i’m so drunk, i don’t mind if you kill me. | i don’t pretend to know what you want, but i offer love. | you’re so mean, baby! | he will have his way. | i’m bored; come on, let’s get high! | why don’t you walk away? | where i go, there’ll be no kind welcome. | into temptation, right where you belong. | we’re still outsiders. | i never feel pain, won’t you hit me again? | oh, i just don’t know where to begin. | practically all is nearly forgiven. | black words slipping off my tongue. | couldn’t it be easy to believe? | you are afraid of me; that’s why you’re so unkind. | sinner; i have never learned. | desolate in anger and safe in isolation. | do you feel the pressure? | i wanna be forgiven. | spare us the theatrics and the verbal gymnastics. | how i needed you when i needed you. | history has been cruel. | do you see what i see? | is there anybody in there? | i’d beg for some forgiveness, but begging’s not my business. | we may never meet again, so shed your skin and let’s get started. | every day i love you less and less. | there’s nothing that you love that i’ll ever miss
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“Veeeeles,” he drawls, the name rolling off his tongue almost like a PURR ( if only foxes could ). Once he’s CAUGHT the other’s attention, there’s no hiding the SLY upturn of his lips, nor the slow swishing of his tail. He’s clearly, most CERTAINLY, up to something. His intentions are quickly brought to LIGHT, however, when he all but POUNCES upon his PREY. Fingers curl in the fabric ‘round the other’s torso while his nose nuzzles ever so AFFECTIONATELY against his cheek. Then, as if to top off his actions, he proceeds to press a lingering KISS to Veles’ cool skin.
“And who says that I want to be rid of you?” she teases, glad to see his shoulders relax and a smile tugging at his lips. “Perhaps it will be you who will tire of me.” Though she certainly hopes that that won’t be the case–strange as it was to stumble across him in those ruins, she treasures his company.
"Who could ever tire of you?" His reply is only accentuated by the way he positively BEAMS at her. "Actually, I'll tell you -- only someone who, against all odds and better judgement, fails to see you for the person that you are." Which is to say that it could only someone who's view of her was DISTORTED in some way. His mother is MANY things, most ( if not all, he would argue ) of them good. He couldn’t IMAGINE there ever coming a time where he would grow TIRED of her company and to think that anyone else ever might seems absolutely OUTRAGEOUS to him.
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Chinhands. Is there any character that y’all would like to see RPed?
From Fandoms I already have listed or not, feel free to leave suggestions. I’m currently contemplating adding Takko (with some taken liberties) from The Adventure Zone, although I still need to catch up on it. But if there’s anybody y’all would like always hit me up. c:
dailybridgerton
vaporwave
origamiaround
baratheonpilled
blakekathryn
titsay
stormborns
snowghoul
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