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@phantomtownx
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#phantomtownx: a independent highly-selective multimuse, with characters written by BRE ( 29+ 🞘 she/her 🞘 mst ) .
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she should not be here . milori knew better than anyone that she should not be here . but how could he bring himself to tell her to leave , even if it was for her best interest ? he had not seen her in so , so long . he halted , standing still for so long the soles of his boots may freeze to the snow covered ground , just watching her . he wasn't sure how much time passed ; he could not bring himself to speak , to move , to look away . eventually he processed what he was seeing , accepted that it was not another dream come to haunt him in his waking hour like all the ones before , and he took two steps closer to her . " you're a far way from home , " he spoke softly , not wanting to startle her . . . still half afraid that if he was too loud , too sudden with his movements , she would turn to dust , carried away with the flakes in the wind . " are you lost , your majesty ? "
catching a glimpse of him she felt the frigid air steal her breath. her posture straightened as her shoulders became tense. gods, he was still just as gorgeous as the last time she saw him. the time was already ticking though, if she wasted too much time her wings would start to freeze over. seeing him face to face after all these years all she wanted to do was confess how much she missed him. wanting him to know her tinker fairies were trying to find a way for winter and pixie hollow fairies to coexist, and most of all she wanted to tell him she was sorry. but everything she wanted to confess stay sealed away behind her rosy lips.
she found her own feet moving on their own accord, golden slippers taking two steps as he had done to close the distance between them. " no not lost, your lord just searching. i wanted to see you." she let out a shuddering breath as the frost became suddenly much colder. she needed a real reason to see him, not to bother him with her silly infatuation. their love had already come at a cost, she couldn't do it to him again. " i wanted your advice, i fear we won't be able to keep tink and perrie away from each other forever."
@sweetapparitions -- my love, justin timberlake.
Wells leaned against the railing outside the party, the noise from inside muffled once the door shut behind him, but none of it was loud enough to drown her out. Heidi was still in there somewhere, probably smiling politely at people who only knew the easy versions of her, the versions she handed out so nobody would ask too many questions. But he knew the real her. And maybe that was the problem. Maybe Wells had fallen in love with her so slowly that he hadn’t even realized it was happening until there was no part of him untouched by it anymore.
He used to think feelings like this were exaggerated in love songs, like they changed the direction of your entire life just by existing. But then Heidi happened, and suddenly every lyric about devotion, about wanting someone so badly it ached, made sense in a way he wished it didn’t. Because even though brooks was gone she was still his in a way. Wells hated himself a little for wanting something he had no right to want, but wanting her had become as natural as breathing. The way his mood depended entirely on whether she smiled at him that day. The way one touch from her brief or accidental, meaningless to everyone else could ruin his ability to think straight for hours. His smile brightened when she followed him outside, an old justin timberlake song vibrating throughout the walls of the house. "Care to dance?"
𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 🔁 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬. for: @phantomtownx (bryce cook) location: bryce's place song: make me wanna die the pretty reckless
it was not a good night. angel hadn't done it on purpose, at least not in the beginning. she was staying over at bryce's, hanging out, mending their relationship. she thought she was doing so good and then the shakes started. and then he was asking her what was wrong. and she was telling him she was fine. and he didn't believe her. and that made the shaking worse. and then she was panicking for real. and then she was running into his room where her stash was at. and then she was consuming too much. and then he walked in on her, pupils dilated, mind elsewhere.
"oh no, oh no, no, no. do not look at me like that," angel said, a hollow laugh leaving her lips. "oh fuck you. you don't get to do all the same shit as me for years and then judge me because i needed to help myself relax a little bit." she didn't feel relaxed. she really was the opposite of relaxed. "you make me wanna die, you know that?" the tears were already flowing as she hugged herself, shielded herself from him. "i'll never be good enough....you know that, right? i wasn't good enough for freddie....so why would i be good enough for you?"
being with angel was a double edge sword. their highs were fucking brilliant, passionate and all consuming. but the lows were just as intense, and they lived on that constant roller coaster never getting off or putting the safety belt on. bryce couldn't complain though, he wanted this, wanted her for as long as he could remember. sometimes it was just exhausting trying to keep up with it all, how could he help her when he couldn't even help himself? bryce found himself once again alone not remembering when he had dozed off on the couch. dragging his hands down his face as he let out a deep sigh already knowing what was incoming. "fuck me.."
he threw himself off the couch following the noise of something being rustled around in his bedroom. he already knew what was happening, he didn't need to see it to know. leaning his shoulder against the doorframe watching and not bothering to stop her. "I'm not judging you princess." he replied flatly, and it was true. he could never judge her not when he was the biggest coke head to walk the streets of their home town. the only difference was Bryce knew when to stop. drugs was a crutch when he needed it, and while he could get lost it in he always found himself clawing back towards the surface. with angel it was like she didn't want to be coherent at all, just a constant state of numbing. " really? i make you wanna die'? that's fucking rich, because from where i'm standing i'm the only one trying to keep you alive." her words were like venom and the lie in his chest only felt twenty times heavier.
for: @xnocturnalsx
location: fable's apartment.
willow must've been having another bad dream, it wasn't for the fact that she took on another shade of deathly pale or seemed to be running from something in her sleep. no, weird things happened when willow had nightmares. sometimes fables would spot shadows reaching closer towards the tips of their bedpost, or the crack of the bedroom door. other times windows and cabinets would open and slam shut just to repeat over and over. it had put fable on edge but she knew whatever willow was dreaming about was much worse. sitting straight up in bed fable heard what she could only discern as heavy set of boots getting closer and closer to their bedroom. fable grabbed willow by the shoulders and lightly tried to shake her awake. " willow, please wake up -- i'm scared. "
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LOCATION : adeline's FOR : @phantomtownx ( sam <3 )
she couldn't sleep . it had always been easier with derrick , she had always felt safer with him . it was one of the things she missed . . . one of the things she didn't feel she had the right to miss . she wasn't sure why she had texted sam . she didn't expect him to be awake . she supposed he was the only person she had that she felt like she could talk to , and it did bring her some comfort . right up until she heard the noise outside of her bedroom window . branches , she convinced herself at first , moving in the breeze . . . but the tapping continued . she was almost afraid to look out , terrified of what she'd see — a ghost , her mother , an intruder , a wild animal that would swallow her whole . she had no idea which would be worse . when she pulled the curtains back , however , and her eyes met sam's , she breathed a sigh of relief , wasting no time unlocking and lifting the window . " oh my lord , what are you doing ? " she didn't give him time to answer before she was reaching for him , to pull him inside , as if the front door wasn't an option . " come in . who knows what awful things are lurking out here . "
sam didn't sleep much these days, especially after the attack. whether it was from the pain that radiated down from his elbow to his wrist or wondering about who was plotting their shitty little town's demise. he should been grateful he hadn't lost his whole arm. the gash was deep, and he could still recall the feeling of muscles tearing apart. when adeline texted it felt like a relief, he didn't have to be alone with his thoughts and he didn't want her to be alone either.
using his good hand he picked lightweight pebbles and tossed them at her window. of course due to it being his left arm he missed half of the shots. he still wasn't used to using his non dominant hand. when she appeared a small smile lifted his entire expression into a content one despite the dark circles under his eyes. "sorry, i didn't mean to scare you." he accepted her help with his good arm, ducking his head as he was pulled inside. straightening out his posture, he looked down upon her as concern now lined his features. " are you okay?"
he laughed when she mocked him , shaking his head . he appreciated her offer , but he wouldn't . because if he did , he was afraid of what he'd say . it wasn't just their friendship he would be turning into collateral damage by saying too much , but his own relationship , and maybe hers too . and he didn't want to do that . he was so tired of ruining everything . he was so tired of the things he loved falling apart in his hands . he would not drag her down with him anymore . he'd done that enough .
" yeah . yeah , none taken . " it stung . but it was true . that was why it stung . he knew that it wasn't fair . that she saw him with kim , saw him actually trying , and she probably wondered why she hadn't been enough to try for . it wasn't her . it was never her . he had always been the problem . he was still the problem . swizz had no hope that he could keep going like this . eventually , he would slip up , fuck up , fall back into his old ways . he had no real faith in himself . he was only pretending . trying to fake it 'til he made it . and eventually , he would have to admit he was never making it .
swizz nodded , not saying anything else for a moment . life wasn't going how he expected it , and he imagined , how she'd expected it either . but it didn't matter , did it ? he was just grateful to be here with her . to have her at all . after everything he had put her through , he didn't deserve her friendship . " take me for a spin , " he said after a moment , smiling at her . trying to shift the seriousness into something more comfortable . " show me what you got . maybe i'll find something to prove . "
She had hoped he wouldn't take offense to it, it was true nonetheless. Besides what good came from chasing after someone who didn't want you back? It was better like this, better for them even if it hurt to admit it. At least Swizz was still in her life, and that was something she'd always be grateful for. Maybe the fates had planned this from the start, never star crossed lovers. Just platonic soulmates.
She settled into his silence not wanting to further push the subject. Carmen wasn't the type to rub her success in other people's faces, unless it was Lloyd of course. With Swizz she wanted her victories to be his too. Her eyes widened at his words, lips parting in shock as she set her soda down. She couldn't remember the last time they went riding together, but it had been months maybe even a year at this point. "really?" she asked excitedly, practically bouncing in her seat. she dug through her purse finding some extra change to leave a tip. " you're so on malarkey. " she slid from her seat to stand up, offering her hand to take. " might give you some incentive to wanna' beat me on the track."
" i know , " he promised . and he did . he knew that he could call her , but he wouldn't . because his problems weren't her problems anymore . and he was trying , really trying , not to be a selfish bastard these days . he was trying to be an adult . he was trying to be a person that his mother would be proud of . he felt like a fraud . and he wanted more than anything to reach out to her when he couldn't sleep , when he was thinking about the past , when that hollowness felt so deep nothing could reach it . but he never actually sent the text . he would pull up her contact , he would start typing , and he would turn his phone off and slide it under his pillow before he went and fucked it all up again .
his eyes stayed on her face , wanting to know if she was being honest . she was . he was good to her . and that was what swizz wanted to hear , it was . he wanted her to be happy . more than anything . he had kim , and she had pentiss , and they were friends again . everything was good . great . so why did he want to stab his fork into the back of his hand ? " yeah ? good . " he nodded , not saying anything else for a moment . trying to make sure when he spoke , it conveyed what he wanted it to , not some weird jealousy that he knew he had no right to feel . but , hey , at least he was feeling something . " i'm happy for you , carmen . but you deserve the world . don't forget that . "
" i know you knowww." she drawled out the word before continuing. " but you can actually like hit the call button. i know modern technology has gotten crazy lately but it's not that hard i promise." she teased as a small smile returned to her lips. it worried her, maybe frightened was the right word. swizz always closed himself off, but if he didn't have her to open up to who did he really have?
it felt unbelievably wrong to feel happy. before pentiss carmen couldn't imagine anyone but swizz, no matter the chaos they were ride or die until the end. now with the pentiss in the picture she could envision the future again. and the one with him was much calmer...and happier. and it wasn't for trying with swizz, lord knows she did. but perhaps this was their fate, to always be sitting across from the booth and never next to each other. " yeah, kind of surprising since you know my luck with men." she laughed, then met his eyes as her expression dropped slightly. " no offense." her heart hurt at his words, but for a totally different reason these days. "thank you... that means a lot to me."
rina didn't move at first. there was a sincerity in his voice that made her second guess herself. if she should leave, finish the job, or even worse--stay. every instinct she had was trying fight against her, but she slowly made her way over to him, her arm out as a peace offering she knew she shouldn't offer. her patterns glowed under the stars, swirling through her arms and neck. a sad smile graced her lips as she looked at them. it was weird being exposed out in the open...but it felt nice to let her skin breathe.
"i don't think...anyone can understand my pain," she said matter of fact. the sad look didn't leave her face. "and i still don't trust you...." she looked at him again. "--but it doesn't matter. after we seal the honmoon i won't have to worry about any of this."
he saw the hesitation, and it shouldn't have made him feel as good as it did. was is the thrill of the chase? why did he have this notion of caring, especially about a hunter of all things. he should've been obeying orders and yet his feet remained rooted beneath him. "I think I'm the only one that can understand you." he replied truthfully, she might not have sold her soul but he was human once too. he couldn't be joyful, or loving like he once was, but he could remember what those things felt like. now most things felt like shame, rage, which just left an overall bitter taste in his mouth.
"you don't have to trust me, all I'm asking you to do is listen." he wet his lips, holding back a sigh at her last statement. he should've known it was going to be harder to get through to her. carefully but he took strode across the rooftop to close the distance between them. not close enough to touch, but enough to tower over her frame. slowly he lifted his palm and placed it at her chest, noticing the patterns glow beneath when their skin met. "It won't ever be over, not for you at least." he whispered softly. even if she defeated him and the the saja boys she would still be this, half hunter half demon. he didn't know who he felt worse for, himself or her.
" asshole , " he muttered , as if he wasn't cut from the same cloth . he had hurt carmen more times than lloyd had , technically , if anyone was keeping score . but he had never meant to use her . he never had used her . it just seemed like that because he was really fucking bad at . . . everything . he looked back at her , giving her a gentle smile . " i don't know if there's anything to talk about . " it was hard to put it into words , the nothingness . " but , hey , don't worry about me . i'm sure it'll pass . "
he didn't believe that . it felt like an emptiness inside of him that had been growing and growing , something lacking , just waiting to consume him . and he'd let it . he hadn't meant to , but he'd given in . he started trying to do better , and he thought he was . he stopped drinking . . . as much . he stopped putting himself in situations he knew he shouldn't be in , hanging out with people that would tempt him towards paths he knew better than to take .
but he hadn't found happiness . he had flashes of it , moments with kim where they were laughing , and things felt okay . things felt good . but he always ended up staring at the ceiling , wondering if he'd made it longer than he was supposed to , and this was just what the rest of his life was going to look like . and the worst part , he thought , was , that he didn't care . he didn't feel sad about it . he didn't really feel anything at all .
" enough about me . " when had swizz ever said that before ? he was attempting to throw his walls back up , and he knew that she knew that . he could only hope she would let him . " how are you and lover boy doing ? he still treating you good , or do i need to kick his ass ? because you know i wouldn't mind kicking his ass . "
" big time. " carmen agreed, taking a small swig from the straw of her soda. she didn't believe him, but that had always been the case. she wanted to take the pain from him, anything it took. even if it meant jumping off the tallest building. but was it really her place anymore to put back together the pieces of him? carmen wanted too, more than anything but what could she do now? too many lines had been crossed. it was for the better, but it felt far from it. " okay. but you know you can call me right? like whenever you need me. i won't ever mind, not when it's you." she returned the same soft smile, but this time her expression was laced with a certain sadness she couldn't mend.
his question caught her off guard, her cheeks flushing slightly at the thought of pentiss. it should've felt weird about an ex situation ship asking about a current boyfriend but it wasn't. didn't make it any less embarrassing though. "oh my god no, you don't have to kick his ass I promise. though you'll be the first to know if he does need an as kicking." she laughed softly, trying to clear her throat before she continued. "no, no he's good really. probably better than i deserve."
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" fucking lloyd , i'm sure he's having the time of his life without me there . " so maybe there was still some passion left in him , if only for his hatred of lloyd oberson .
for a moment , swizz held her gaze , let her read whatever was in his eyes staring back at her . but then it got overwhelming . he always felt like she could see right through him , more than anyone else . people usually bought the dumbass , careless , flirty persona he pushed . the party frat guy big shot racer that needed to be cut down a peg . but she knew there was a depth there that nearly everyone else was willing to overlook . she knew the pain , the emptiness .
he looked away , his gaze leveling with a piece of shitty art on the wall , pretending he was actually seeing anything at all . he wanted to lie . he wanted to say of course he was , scoff and roll his eyes , tell her she was being a worrywart . he wanted to come up with something , anything , he could sell as some newfound hobby he could get enough of . but she would know that he was lying .
the only other thing he could do was turn this into an argument , spin it around , act like he was offended and insulted and she was overstepping . but he didn't want to fight with her . he'd fought with her enough . he just wanted his best friend . " no , " he finally said , so much honesty in his voice it surprised even him . " i think i just . . . feel like a shell of a person most times . "
" doubt it, he's a sore loser. he's been showing up with some new arm candy lately. bet it'll only last a week though." carmen rolled her eyes at the thought of her ex. he was a playboy through and through, she didn't see him changing anytime soon....then again she said the same about swizz and that turned out to be false.
but it wasn't for the better. she didn't know which was worse. his old self of indulging on substances and feelings until be couldn't see straight anymore...or this. the feeling he evoked inside of carmen was just emptiness. she missed the warmth of his laughter, the stupid texts he'd send during the day. life wasn't perfect, but he was living.
a pang of guilt hit her chest like an oncoming avalanche knowing how happy she'd been lately and he was doing the polar opposite. " c'mon i know there's a spark still inside you somewhere. " she didn't mean to turn the conversation serious but that seemed to be every conversation they had lately.
" do you wanna talk about it?" another thought crossed her mind just as fast. does kim know?
rina had never met a demon with so much....personality. it was unnerving. it was making her curious. she didn't put her blade away until he took a step back, and even then she still had her stance ready. she didn't know why she wanted to hear him out so badly; their destinies were sealed before either of them knew one another. just entertaining him was threatening everything.
his question was inevitable, but it still took the wind out of her. the pain of hiding these marks....of doing what she did knowing her friends wouldn't hesitate to take her down too if they knew.....it was suffocating. she was sure her facial expressions alone already told him everything he needed to know. "of course they don't," she said quietly, slowly rolling the sleeve up on her hoodie. "it doesn't matter what i am. i'm a hunter. you're a demon. we don't have anything to talk about." we can't. "why did you reach out to me?" she had to bring this back to what was relevent. she didn't trust joji....she just couldn't. "how do i know you're not planning some ambush?"
This was crossing all sorts of boundaries. If gwi-man knew he was here without dragging her by the hair back to hell with him he wouldn't get his wish. and there were far worse things awaiting him if he came back with nothing at all. "Why?" He retorted just as quickly, wanting; almost demanding an answer. "Frightened your hunter friends will fulfill their destiny even if that includes slaying you?" He shook his head, a low laugh rumbling past his lips like a roaring waterfall. "It does matter. You're a walking paradox, both demon and hunter. Do you know how frustrating that is to figure out. Where are your patterns?" His question was much softer this time, tilting his head in curiosity. He only saw them once but he wondered if she had the ability to conceal them or if she simply just hid them away. Another forbidden secret to carry.
"Because I wanted to tell you you're not alone. I understand your pain. You can tell me." he didn't laugh this time at her question, but the cat-like grin was still ever present. "If this was an ambush they would be dragging me away first for not following orders."
" uh huh , " he rolled his eyes , failing at looking annoyed when a grin spread across his lips , " i've gotta start leaving the house with a superman cape . " he didn't say much while she finished the fries off , busying himself with watching the people around them , especially he couples , wondering what lives they were leading . if they were on first dates or here as friends , too . he only looked back to carmen when she spoke again .
it had been awhile since he'd been to the track . at first , he hadn't meant to take such a long hiatus . but then more time passed , and coming back just didn't feel right , the more of an outsider he felt . replaceable . he didn't know where his passion had gone , and it scared him . if he didn't care about speeding anymore , didn't care about partying , didn't care about all of the bad habits he'd picked up over the years , if he just felt kind of empty inside every time he was in a group of drunk people laughing , every time he put his foot on the gas pedal or did a line . . . where did that leave him ? who did that make him ? " yeah , i don't know , carm , " he finally said , leaning back in his seat . " think i might be a bit of a has - been by now . it's probably better i just throw the towel in . "
Carmen had been dying to hear the real answer for months. Things were different now, surely that passion had to kick back into gear eventually right? She couldn't count on all ten fingers what Swizz was passionate about, besides drinking and partying. Though that statement didn't seem true either nowadays. she chewed the inside of her cheek listening to his answer, the old instincts kicking in of wanting to lean over the table and grab his face in her hands to kiss him. Only if it would wipe that sour expression off his face.
"You can't be serious Malarkey. A has been? Maybe if we were talking about Llyod here, but never you. What if you sat in the passenger seat of my car during an event? maybe just being there will reignite the love for it."
She took in deep breath, her teeth chewing her bottom lip before she continued. "Are you passionate about anything these days Swizz?" It wasn't an insult but genuine concern for her best friend. the feeling that sat in carmens stomach made her sick to the thought that things were getting bad again for him.
Rina had stared at the invitation for a long time. A swirling storm was brewing inside her mind. The enemy was basically offering himself up on a silver platter and for some reason she was hesitant to act on it. She has sworn her life to eliminating demons like him. It was something that should be an open and shut case. He was a demon, demons don’t deserve to live. But then she thought of their last encounter, her shirt ripping, her marks exposed. Those cursed marks branding her as the very thing she hated more than anything. He could have took the upper hand and defeated her. He could have made sure her friends had seen her marks. But he didn’t. He helped her conceal them.
No matter how much she was confused about it all, she knew she had a duty to uphold. So she went to meet him, he was alone. It would be so easy to end it now and she would regret it for the rest of her life if she didn’t try. But once again she underestimated him. Her grip on her blade tightened and she stared daggers into him as he spoke. “Hasn’t anyone told you it’s not wise to invite your enemies to a secret location alone? You’re practically asking to take your last breath.” She didn’t move, just watched him. The more unbothered he looked the more irritated she felt. “Speak. Why did you invite me here?”
"i may have been told that once or twice.' Joji grinned, from across the tip of her blade. Slowly but surely he used his palm to slowly lower it away from his end hoping she wouldn't strike again. "Alright, Alright. i just wanted to talk. Save the gore and blood for later." He wasn't sure if that would convince her, this could go either way. The future was yet the be determined, so why did he hope so deeply for a genuine conversation?
"It's just you ...and me." he stated taking a step back, arms displayed out towards the night sky full of stars showing her he had no weapons on display. "No SajaBoys, No Huntrix. Just us." His golden hues flashed to find her gaze from across the rooftop still seeing the tension in her shoulder blades. "Do they know?" He didn't have to mention Zoey or Mira's names, she already knew. Unless she wanted to play dumb. If that was the case he would take his delicious time toying with her, but for ow he wanted the raw truth. "What you are, I mean." Was she really like him?
it was . . . strange . being with her like this . of all the years he'd known carmen , the line had always been drawn in the sand , something neither of them were unwilling to cross . but now there was kim , and there was pentiss , and there was this unspoken boundary between them , with too much at stake to throw caution to the wind . the strange part wasn't being her friend — she had always been his best friend , above everything else . the strange part was not knowing if he was allowed to hug her when they parted ways , not knowing his jokes came off too flirty or if they were supposed to ignore the past entirely , never bring it up . . .
" you sure you don't just want extra fries ? " he raised his eyebrows at her across the table , but then he slid the plate to her , taking a sip of his drink . he didn't even want his fries . he only got fries for her to steal . but she didn't know that , and he was not going to tell her . " don't say i never gave you anything . "
Carmen grinned from ear to ear at his question, slowly shaking her head as if to say no. "Nuh uh, they taste better from you. extra salty and bitter from having to share your fries with me. Just how i like em'." She teased, taking two fries out at a time when he slid the plate in front of her. "my hero." she cooed, her tone dripping in sarcasm but still having that playful edge to it. When she was satisficed with her fill on fries she wiped her hands over the plate ridding her palms of the excess salt. Clearing her throat, she met swizz's gaze from across the booth.
"I think you should race again." It wasn't a question if he was going to or not, or whether he wanted too. It was a challenge. She wanted her best friend back in more ways than one, and it wasn't fun winning all the glory if he wasn't there. "Besides Kim will totally be drooling over you on the sidelines. Or are you just scared to defeat the newest reigning champion?"
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location: the border of pixie hollow and the winter woods.
for: @sweetapparitions i'm sorry it had to be done¯\(ツ)/¯
you would think being a queen with kingdom a would make anyone happy, but for clarion one major thing was missing. one thing that could never be, that she could never get back. the rule was in place for a reason, because of her, because of their love. how could they have known the warmer weather of pixie hollow could melt not only a ice fairy's heart but wings too. the amount of guilt she still carried for feeling at fault, for not being able to find a way to fix his wings, to fix the distance after all these years. she couldn't bear to bring herself to the border for decades...until tonight. clarion wasn't sure why she was here at the border where the wind met the snow. lifting her head she watched as the tiny flakes of snow floated down and landed into even more plush patches of white. a small smile took hold of her lips, it wasn't fair for something to be so beautiful and so dangerous at the same time. slowly she rose her hand, letting her fingers slowly drift forward until she felt the icy flakes fall into her hand herself.
she should not be here . milori knew better than anyone that she should not be here . but how could he bring himself to tell her to leave , even if it was for her best interest ? he had not seen her in so , so long . he halted , standing still for so long the soles of his boots may freeze to the snow covered ground , just watching her . he wasn't sure how much time passed ; he could not bring himself to speak , to move , to look away . eventually he processed what he was seeing , accepted that it was not another dream come to haunt him in his waking hour like all the ones before , and he took two steps closer to her . " you're a far way from home , " he spoke softly , not wanting to startle her . . . still half afraid that if he was too loud , too sudden with his movements , she would turn to dust , carried away with the flakes in the wind . " are you lost , your majesty ? "
location: city's rooftops.
for: @lcvelythings
He was supposed to be prepared for this. four hundred years under gwi-ma's control, doing his bidding and consuming the souls of the living. Taking down Huntrix should've been a piece of cake, sure the Saja Boys were giving them a run for their money and yet...Rina was different. He didn't know how or why he could just sense it. He was free above ground but that didn't mean he still couldn't heard the king of the demons still infiltrate his mind commanding him to end them sooner than later.
Joji sent an invitation to meet her here. For awhile he didn't think she'd show up, but part of him knew she was just as curious about him as he was with her. That's when he felt her presence as almost if there was a shift in the air. The incoming of a tidal wave, had he not moved an inch to his left at the last second his heart would've met the tip of her sword. Joji flashed his charming smile, swiping the non existent dust from his shoulder looking unphased. "Hasn't anyone told you its rude to bring a knife to a gunfight?"
