M U S E S

As Stefan leaned his back against a bench, with a pen in his hands, a soft breath of air departed between both brims of his mouth. With his hazel hues fixated on the paper resting on his thigh, another exhale fell. The deadline for his book was coming up and Stefan still didn’t have an ending. How could he really write one, when his mind was entrapped in his guilt. It was this very reason, he didn’t want to turn his humanity back on, it was too painful. 

The island wasn’t like what you’d expect.  You had to fight to survive. Although since he arrived, nothing as of yet had happened, Stefan knew it would come soon. It had to.  Most were kind around the island, but despite that, he still tried to keep his distance from the majority of residents, perhaps that is why the vampire went into writing. He wouldn’t have to sit in an office and smell the scent of their blood, desiring it day after day. Stefan didn’t want anyone to get hurt because of him

His hazel hues kept their glanced down below him until hearing someone approach him. Though he didn’t want to be bothered, he always tried his best to be polite, manners were essential. Stefan closed his eyes for a brief moment before nodding his head “ What is it?” He asked without looking up.

A lot had changed for the tamaranean within the last few months, and just when she was becoming used to everything, it once again altered. Arena was in no means a peaceful place. Frankly, Kori wasn’t sure which was worse; fighting for needed supplies here or fighting felons in Detroit. Regardless of which way you look at it, it’s a sick game that unfortunately, she can’t entirely escape. The corner of her mouth bent, as a small smile spread across her lip. “ Are we really going to do this right now?”  As the words glided from her mouth, she angled her neck slightly down. 

Kori vaguely remembers how she arrived on the island. She recalls running alongside side Donna, trying to reach  Dick and Rachel as they entered the house, which they couldn’t, and moments later, the tamaranean found herself on this island. As the weeks past with no sign of Rachel or Gar, she has begun to worry more than she’d like to admit. Of course, she’d never mention that to Dick, he was already carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. 

“RAIN,” leia said, tongue felt light inside her mouth as she spoke, “when you’re trying to fight for the RESISTANCE, you don’t have time to be thankful for the small things. little droplets of water from the clouds— what a CONCEPT !!” arching a thick brow as her eyes landed on f i n n, who she had no idea that she would know in the future. for now, ignorance was bliss for the princess. 

( closed starter for leia & finn ) / @indarknessorinmuse·

is that ELIZA TAYLOR who just stepped into the arena? oh no that’s just CLARKE GRIFFIN from THE 100. our records tell us they are a TWENTY SEVEN year old FEMALE using SHE/HER pronouns. i’ve heard they can be COMPASSIONATE, but also SINGLE-MINDED. hopefully their ART will bring them true happiness and purpose.

is that JOHN BOYEGA who just stepped into the arena? oh no that’s just FINN from STAR WARS. our records tell us they are a TWENTY FIVE year old MALE using HE/HIM pronouns. i’ve heard they can be INTELLIGENT, but also HEADSTRONG. hopefully their BLASTER will bring them glory or their greatest shame.

           she  should’ve  been  home  hours  ago  ,  she  knew  that  .  her  mom  would  definitely  be  worried  ;  her  routine  specified  that  all  she  would  be  doing  throughout  the  day  was  get  her  morning  coffee  from  cozy  corners  ,  usually  with  her  mother  ,  before  heading  to  the  university  campus  to  get  herself  educated  (  not  that  her  mother  knew  why  )  &  she  would  go  straight  home  .  she  couldn’t  bring  herself  to  make  friends  ,  couldn’t  bring  herself  to  even  smile  towards  someone  ,  always  having  that  aching  fear  under  her  flesh  .  it  was  the  backfire  of  a  car  that  made  the  soft  human  jump  ,  heart  skipping  a  beat  &  books  falling  from  her  arms  onto  the  ground  .  she  scrambled  quickly  ,  this  is  what  she  gets  for  lingering  on  campus  .  ‘‘  oh  -   oh   you  don’t  need  to  help  ,  ’’  she  stuttered  ,  picking  up  the  last  of  her  textbooks  .  ‘‘  sorry  .  ’’  she  whispered  ,  head  hanging  low  .

❛  ∙ 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑    ／    𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦  . 

          𝐈𝐓  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃  𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐋𝐘 .     a  gentle  whisper  against  his  neck ,   a  tingle  within  his  skull   -      -   a  hunch  overshadowing  his  thoughts ,   but  no  more  than  that :  a  condemned  link  between  place  &  moment .   and ,   then ,   it  moved .   malachai  parker  would  be  able  to  tell  the  exact  moment  when  the  air  became  saturated ,   contaminated  with  magic   -      -   of  an  ancient  and  atrocious  nature .   the  heretic  never  stood  a  chance  before  his  own  essence  started  to  react :   and  began  to  siphon  it  without  trying .   unanticipatedly  with  so  much  energy  to  suppress ,   it  was  a  matter  of  time  before  kai  lost  control  of  his  other  part   -      -   one  ever  so  hungry ,   craving  for  blood .   the  vampirism  was  still  unfamiliar  to  him :   a  new  nature ,   hard  to  discipline .   ruled  by  the  neverending  thirst ,   blue  eyes  became  red-stained  and  control  slipped  through  his  fingers .   when  kai  managed  to  regain  a  fragment  of  jurisdiction ,   much  had  already  happened   -      -   blood  now  stained  skin  &  clothes  as  he  knew  he  had  left  a  small  crimson  trail  of  guiltless  people :  and ,   yet ,   malachai  was  hungry .   aware  that  control  could  break once  more ,   kai  turned  to  the  fast  approaching  person   -      -   the  now  humorless  voice  escaping  him  a  little  more  hoarse  than  usual .     “  i  advise  you  to  go  away  before  this  turns  into  something  we’ll  all  regard  as  a  very  bad  move .  ”

The line of Bellamy’s lips stiffened at the continuous questions leaving Clarke.“ It doesn’t matter what happened.” The words parted from his mouth in a low and thick tone. It did matter but he couldn’t tell her that. It was selfish to even bring up her lost memories, that would be painful if she ever remembered. So much death since Mount Weather. Memories between the two swam through his thoughts. Sometimes Bellamy wished he could just go back to when they stepped on the ground, filled with hope of a new day. A time when they all believed earth was better than the ark.  In some ways it was, but it also thrust them into a war, a war they weren’t prepared for. 

 Planet Alpha was suppose to be better. They tried, at least that is what Bellamy had convinced himself, though, for a moment when he believed Clarke to be dead, Bellamy would have started another war for her.  The idea that The Primes had killed her, the best person he knew,  suffocated him. Emori, Raven, and Murphy didn’t get it. and certainly not Echo. A world without Clarke was hell. Bellamy lived that for six years. Not something he could do again. He’d go wherever she would. Fighting by her side or dying for her if it came to that.  His brown fell down to their fingers slightly interlaced. The touch was gentle. Small jitters ran through his skin. 

His dark brown eyes attached to  Clarke for a lingering moment. The crest of his lip quirked to the side, as he dipped his head in a hushed nod at Clarke’s remark. Awkwardly, Bellamy pulled his hand away. “ Uh, right let’s go”  His tone was thick. Days had passed since the explosion, but nothing seemed to be improving, in some ways it was just at a standstill. This chaos made Bellamy wary of anyone, reminding him once again that they would never be at peace. Whether it was on the ark, on the ground or Alpha Planet, it was all the same, constantly at war for survival

he  can  easily  remember  the  feelings of  PAIN    &    SORROW  that  were  caused  by  his  masters death  .  he  had  to  push  those  feelings  away  ,  he  couldn’t  let  the  hate  get  the  best  of  him  .  he  remained cold-headed  ,  it  was  the  ONLY  way  to  defeat darth  maul  .  which  in  the  end  ,  he  did  .  to  AVENGE  his  master  .    &    now  he’s  here  ,  back  in  his  flesh  .  he  doesn’t want  to  believe it  ,  he  wants  to  think  that  his  head  is  playing TRICKS  .  but  obi  wan  knows  ,  he  knows  that  he  just  recieved  a  chance  to  be  with  his  master again  .  well  ,  he’s  no  longer his  master  ,  obi  wan  is  a  JEDI  KNIGHT  ,  he  doesn’t need  a  master .  but  he’ll  forever  be  thankful  for  everything  that  qui-gon  taught him  .  he  hesitates  ,  but  takes  the  APPLE  .  ’       how  is  this  possible  ,  master  ?  you    —    i  saw  you  die  .  i  held  you  as  your  soul  passed away  ..        ’ he  studies  the  apple  before he  looks  back  at  the  other  .  ’        did i  die  as  well  ,  is  that  why  all  of  this  is  happening ?        ’  he  asks  ,  heart  starting to  beat  faster .  fear  of  UNKNOWN  washing over  him  .