I really really wanna love you

BGM: Wish It Was True

Dean took the moment to gather himself, closing his eyes as he softly rubs his knuckles. Little fucks were given to whoever was around them, they wouldn’t understand either way. What was going through him. Even if there weren’t enough tears from him compared to her, there was much more going through him. The pain. The feeling of being alone once again. That loneliness that creeps back into him, it was all coming back. Everything just started to turn normal until they were gone. Now all was left was that dying vengeance. It was only fueled by Megan as she spoke about killing those guys. Even if he killed the fucks and anyone involved in killing his kids, all he could think was to hurt his family back. Hurt them so they could feel the same pain that he had to go through and feel. Dean slowly opens his tired eyes back to Megan before softly shaking his head towards her. It wasn’t right. It wasn’t right for her. “This ain’t your fight, little bird.” He said softly while letting out a sigh, but it only left him to think about all the crap he did. “… That’s why I kill people for a living. Criminals, murderers, rapists. Any bad seeds, I’d get rid of them. I’d do it all again without regret. I’d kill every single last mother fucker out there. The only thing I regret is putting them through all of this.. I-I just blame myself.” In Dean’s eyes, he was just another terrorist. A terrorist who targeted bad people. It was only fortunate that he stopped doing it for free. He wasn’t glorifying it or shining it with a nice light. “The last thing I’d want to see is you turn into me. You’re a good girl.. Stay that way. Please.” Dean wasn’t willing to drag anyone else into his problems or at least what was left of it. Gently placing his knuckles onto the table before giving her a soft nod as sadness lingered on his face. Lowering his gaze, he took a moment to himself. “…We should probably go once you’re done eating. I lost my appetite..” He sighs before forcing himself to drink what was left of the coffee.

It was as if his mind as well as his body had been tied up. He couldn’t focus and his vision was blurry as he struggled against his binds. “Whatever this is about, I’m sure we can reach an agreement. You want money? Want me to do something for you? Just name it,” he mumbled out. It hadn’t been his first time being a hostage, but something about this felt different. Even in his state he could notice as much.

Originally posted by svt-laughing

“That’s a good question…” Junhui purses his lips as he thinks of how to answer her. “Why don’t you get to pick what we’re doing this time around?” He notices how his friend looks so comfortable and relaxed around him, knowing how easy it was to put up walls around people. Junhui sighs in relief at her answer. “Good, I know sometimes I run late since i take time getting to places.”

Never had Aedon experienced this feeling. This soul crushing ache that formed deep in his chest and expanded all the way to the tips of his toes. He felt heavy, like he was being weighed down by lead. I don’t want to leave her. The thought played over and over in his mind, making him feel almost sick because he knew he couldn’t stay in a world he didn’t belong. But how was he supposed to go back to his life as a prince when the person he loved was so far away? It was hard to even think about. “Yeah, I think so,” he said softly. “Magic and human hybrids like elves. It’s a lot different from here,” he said. “Do you think people from my world were able to come here and … make a living? Tell stories? I wish I could. If I weren’t a prince, no one would realize I was gone. Hell, I don’t know if my parents even know I’m gone either.” He tightened his grip on her shoulders, pulling her closer. He didn’t want to move away from her; he wanted her as close as she could possibly be to him. As she ordered the pizza, he kept his eyes on her, not the phone. “Jade,” he whispered as she tapped away on the phone, his eyes scanning her face. “I love you.”

Actually I’m not an asshole either, the past months were just busy and I keep getting anxious over being here.(it’s in general and I’m taking care of it)

That being said I do hope to be able to come back. Not yet since I will be unable to really use tumblr through computer (will still be reachable through messages and discord tho!) on the next 10 days or so.

If I decide to drop any thread I will let you know privately. I don’t wish to drop any plot though. But do let me know if you lost motivation because of my hiatus.

I will be trying to reply some things now before I leave.