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t.hunder b.ringer is basically how azkal behaves. the whole 'pride is a damsel in distress' & making others choose over something they cannot because he himself is an unmovable force which others cannot suppress, that he is able to freeze anyone in place with mere words and half actions ....
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@bloodxseed:ㅤㅤWe've hurt each other plenty, and I still like you.
ㅤㅤThis is how the beginning of the end descends.ㅤA sharp frown,ㅤnowhere knows from where it came and do not know where it will go.ㅤIt becomes hard to read through the lines,ㅤhow entangling the damage can be doneㅤ?ㅤThat’s not how things are supposed to work.ㅤNot at all.
ㅤㅤIt is immensely a catalyst to a rapture from a movement of the wrist that slided the wooden desk tampering with a few things,ㅤthe crashing of a sound;ㅤdedicated to pick up the pieces in the reverberation of a cacophony that renders itself diffuse at the ear of them both.ㅤ
ㅤㅤA click of the tongue,ㅤthen a spare of a smile that has been awaken from slumber.ㅤThat's how they resurface,ㅤthrough broken pieces and back to the source.ㅤOne always chasing the impossible,ㅤthe other remaining in stagnationㅤ—ㅤhow lovers are supposed to await in the shadows of faith and keep breathing in hopes of a better tomorrow.ㅤThose incomplete days of what ifs and what could never beens push the pinkette to stop picking up the pieces of the dial that laid broken on the floor.ㅤIt is a bittersweet defeatㅤ...ㅤmore like a disappointment.ㅤThe nightshades are evermore while the lodged inhale is locked within her own ribcage.
ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤYour words are always something.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤIs that inability of silence to make echoes of choral hymns of the world outside,ㅤthat nothingness that plays on her ears catching with unravelling melodies that don't dare to exists.ㅤMayhaps,ㅤthe rose haired woman subsidies with enough pressure,ㅤa sort of a confession drawing from her dark shade lips.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤI thought you wouldn’t dare to speak like that carelessly.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤAnd no, you cannot date that old man. For the Three's sake. Have some dignity.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ
coughs happy father's day to the worst of them all !!! coughs
sinday posting. crystal.
this meme is still relevant tbh

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And your reflection seems / To look a whole lot like that Eve / When the bell doth toll / The ringing calls out for us all
☣ — TIME FELT LIKE AND ENDLESS VOID, slowly but surely ticking away the hours of the day at what felt like the pace of a being who roamed for eternity. Moving slowly — causing the mind to wander into the veils of the unknown, only to simply begin to swirl in circles over and over and over again. Going around and around like a child's carousal, except unlike the famous carnival attraction... there was no evident way to stop and get off once the ride had began it's continuous rounds. In truth... there was only two ways to get off, one: to find a way to bring the ride to a halt before it was designed to stop, or two: wait and hope that the ride would come to a stop on it's own eventually. Regardless of either choice, the end result was always the same. Everyone was destined to dance with the Goddess of Time and play her trivial little games, doing their best to dance along to the unknown beat of an unknown song that played throughout their lifetime.
☣ — Though it seemed as if the concept of time no longer affected the larger male like it once had in the past. HENCE WHY HE STANDS BEFORE THE OTHER, knelt upon one knee as he carefully takes her free hand (doing his best to avoid getting blood on it). Oh the way his black heart began to beat just a little faster when she wiped his face, somewhat leaning into her touch. He would place a kiss upon the back of her hand if it wasn't for the partial mask he was wearing. Perhaps it was for the best though? "Replaying me isn't necessary, Crystal. I am more than happy to do whatever it is that you require of me without any questions asked." The words that came forth were nothing but the wholehearted truth, though he was certain that much was already evident to the woman of sakura blossom colored hair. Not once in all the of the time he's been living within Pandemonium with the Black Rose has he ever done anything without the permission of Crystal Slevant unless he was being sent out on his own and couldn't converse with her. Truthfully and ultimately presenting himself as her own personal servant for whatever she may desire no matter the time of day. "Please, handling this was nothing, especially not for someone like myself. Though I would not deny you if you wished to lend me your aid. Having you worry about someone like me is more than I could possibly ask for." His head lowers once more after he speaks, yet despite this his gaze is now casted off to the side where the body of a spy was located. Staring, mind once again registering that he had to remain at least somewhat dignified towards the other.
☣ — HE SILENTLY RELEASES HER HAND FROM HIS OWN GRIP. Watching as she slowly made her way over to one of the corpses. Royal blue irises never leaving her figure, almost as if his entire life had depended on it. "Regardless, they were a possible threat that needed to be eliminated. We couldn't allow them to remain. Rather, I couldn't risk them doing something they shouldn't." The sudden kick catches him off guard, but he's quick to relax once more. Her own way of checking on things that he surely would not even begin to understand yet. Really. He hadn't been here long enough. "No, they didn't have anything of interest to report. I wouldn't even really call them proper spies either. They severely lacked the ability to be able to gather intel and hold their own in a battle against them. I'd like to believe that they were nothing more than rookies, or perhaps even just simpletons who thought they could get away. A shame."
ㅤㅤOh,ㅤwhat a gentleman.ㅤThe worst kind,ㅤobviously;ㅤbut who is the pinkette to lay judgement upon a soul who wants to feel the candid of othersㅤ?ㅤIs she not one of the packㅤ?ㅤAh,ㅤtime flies by that the mere sight of the raven haired boy shines something.
ㅤㅤFully attention drawn to the shades of amethyst,ㅤa playful charade of a multitude of words that flow i the river of time itselfㅤ—ㅤOh child of transformation,ㅤhow have you learnt to met with ashes and ashes in the rootless canals of fables that end up favouring the embrace of prophecies of naivetty.ㅤLessons that have kept in hold amidst the bosom of time in this land of broken promises.ㅤA hole aches,ㅤthere is something deep within the sinking rarity of this situation that makes her stare at the few sunlight rays that are able to dance in her surroundings;ㅤa simple narrow of irises,ㅤfacing away from the one that has spoken,ㅤas if ignoring any plea stripped away from thoughts that tells her they are running out of time.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤAlways the kindest soul of them all,ㅤare youㅤ?ㅤAlways doing,ㅤnever asking for more than what you get.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThe way of acting resembling those of flur was ever cutting,ㅤtoo worrisome to even care further beyond what’s necessary.
ㅤㅤThe seams of the world seem to be errant,ㅤdeparting from the calculations that lay beneath tones of sanctity,ㅤdrawing the flexibility of vibrancy in the tones of the coldness that are bagged in the horizon.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤYes,ㅤbut there are steps on the grand scheme of things and too much to lose when you focus on a part that doesn’t benefit the whole of it all.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤA symphony of a limb raising heavensward,ㅤacross the starved azure grace;ㅤto have greeted the silken thread of one of the insects that becomes a spectacle itself on it's arrival.ㅤThe fulfillment stretches into oblivion,ㅤthe graceful shell awakes to join another to the multitude.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤMy own predictions were true.ㅤYou focused on them and it’s really good that they are gone of our sight and unable to stir more problems around.ㅤTime to move on.ㅤㅤ❜❜
ㅤㅤA little lift up of the parasol,ㅤthe details lift up in the vision of a kaleidoscope accompanied by a sharp sound resonates,ㅤa blinding flash that momentarily erases the incandescent into oblivion and bloom.ㅤTo have both hands free was a better option than not.ㅤTime's are dire,ㅤthere is a thunderstorm coming.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤSo rise up,ㅤlittle bird.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ
Legions of daughters those that you fought for happily curse your name now Drink from the cup girl and in another world history sings the same vow Ruled by religion they speak but we listen and offer a lamb to the slaughter Easy to lay the blame onto her alter as mother dies
Hellfire bloomed in her dry eyes.

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