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Wow everyone is going through it. Hold my hand

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yall telling me he died getting nailed
jesus christ??
Don’t cry, my dear. You are my little pogging champion.
“ are you challengin ‘ me ? “
- shit gets boring after a while.

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- “ i remember the heroes . “
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Shipping with me gets you access to so many AUs
I should be honest
They aren’t developed AUs
It’s me sliding into your DMs at 2am with “What if they were vampires” with no further context

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I am someone who did not die when I should have died.
Anne Carson, from Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides (via welkerose)
sorry about my huge cool muscles everyone. apologies for my large powerful form
guys im really sorry about my big ole muscles that can lift things super good. can’t say it enough how sorry i am
i was tired as shit bc i think did bad on another exam, got high as shit, and then decided to expand on an au verse i’m making where cayde becomes a dredgen
o ye of so little faith; don’t doubt it, don’t doubt it
he hasn’t been in the wilds this long. there’s just no way. but with every kill he felt the void lap at his mind, lap at the very essence of his soul, felt the bow get stronger and stronger and suddenly his anger had dissipated. he was rezzed angry, and from whatever his journals had talked about, he was angry for good reason in his past life. it seems it carried over. it seems the void was feeding off of it. but he was built for war. he was built to fight, and he had been revived to fight with greater force than ever imagined. so there he sat, crouched behind an icy boulder, feeling the howling winds of the mountains call out to him, distract him —— but he remained steadfast. he watched. he waited. he saw. and in a second did powerful legs kick himself off from the ground, land with ease from the height he crossed, striking and fearsome blue eyes meeting with fallen.
victory is in your veins, you know it, you know it
and like lightning did all hell break loose —— ! he dashed forward, unsheathing his sharpened blade before swiping it across the chest of a dreg ; turning around did elbow come crashing into another’s face, white placing shifting dangerously low in a glare that only made his eyes glow colder. he was quickly surrounded by hellish soldiers, and he felt a knife crackle in electricity behind him so —— he jumped up, once, twice ; called upon the heavens and the cold, luminous purple bow dripping with vapor materialized in gloved hands. quickly did he draw, shoot, and land —— breathing out vapor itself as he settled his power for later, drew out another weapon ; knife and sidearm he happened to pick up on his way here, he dashed in and made quick work of a couple more dregs.
and you will not negotiate
knife pierced the flesh of what seemed like tens more fallen soldiers, and he reveled in it ; eyes glowed more and more with bloodlust. the darkness lapped up at his feet, and he used it —— with every dreg and vandal that fell behind him; he left a trail of death in his wake of cold and unforgiving, brutal fury. when the last body fell and he yanked out knife from the chest of a marauder, the one that tried to kill him ; only then would lips part underneath thick white cloth —— and he chuckled. low, rumbled in his chest ; and he has never felt so alive.
JUST FIGHT IT, JUST FIGHT IT AND BE TRANSFORMED
he heard the far out cries of reinforcements —— bearing his knife did he take a look at the unused sidearm, contempt and disdain decorating hard planes. and he tossed it, right over the edge of the cliff of the mountain. sundance materialized by his shoulder, and they exchanged a glance, but she nodded, and he looked forward again, saw the ships beginning to draw near.
( ‘ eyes up, guardian. ‘ )
drabble response to @sunneshone
“ mummy ? ” too loud too loud too lou— small hand lands on her shoulder , shaking lightly. love love concern. “ mummy are you okay ? ”
earth-toned eyes slide open meeting their mirror image. coarse palm rests on a head of fluffy hair , fingers carding through wavy locks. somehow , she manages a smile like a weak ray of sunlight , dim but warm nonetheless.
“ i’m fine , mone. just a headache. don’t worry. ” her son watches her hesitantly. between his father’s knack for detail , his mother’s sensitivity , and both their hearts of gold , ace can tell when something’s amiss. and right now , his concern is … not unfounded. but that’s for aksha to worry about , not her son. especially not with the bullshit line bray’s cronies fed them. ( she’s being unfair — those people were just doing their job. but aksha’s distrust for bray and it’s lack of ethics never left , even after she married caden , even after she saw how much he enjoyed his work and especially after his distress before … well. before whatever bray’s doing to keep caden haleakalā from his family. ) she pushes the thought from mind ( easy enough to do with the migrane splitting her skull in two ) , projects love calm reassurance content. ace seems to settle at the sensation. aksha builds another wall around her pain. just in case. “ do your puzzle , mone. i’m okay. ”
“ okay. ” a pause. he chews on his lip. “ do you want some water , mummy ? ”
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i am not familiar with that word. could you provide a definition?
prompted. / @lureace.
“ oh. uh … they’re sort of. they’re an alien race ? the eliksni, i mean, fallen, whatever. nasty little creatures when they wanna be. wouldn’t go pokin’ your head in a place they claimed, ‘cause they know their way around a knife pretty damn well. “
lyric starter. / @pafallende.
“ let me handle things, i’m not here to play around. “