' REBEL, REBEL !!

Im going to be moving rhuunkyr to his new & final home. If you'd like the url, like this post or im me. Ill happily give it to you np. Just be aware hes going through a major revamp where he only has three verses (that are all fully flushed out & realized): a demon/fallen archangel v, a original universe v, and ofc tes dremora oc v.

guide take them by the hand, arm, or shoulder to guide them.

shelter protect them.

shove push them.

loop drape an arm around their shoulders.

touch a gentle touch like rubbing their back, hugging them, holding their hand. 

kiss a kiss on the cheek, knuckles, forehead, in their hair.

palm smack them upside the head.

bed rest gently push them back down when they try getting out of bed.

aid help them with a task.

note pass a note to them.

cry wipe away their tears.

wash wipe something off their forehead, cheek, so on.

bandage patch them up when they get hurt.

heal take care of them when they get sick.

book silently read a story with them. 

carry pick them up. 

scrap punch them.

cherry find blood on them.

sit help them sit down.  

medical wake up in the hospital and find them holding their hand.

steer place a hand under their chin to make them look up. 

beat dance with them.

stare stare them down. 

off track get lost with them.

no shaking their head in disagreement. 

yes nodding their head in agreement.

rush tackle them to the ground.

i’m staying in tonight. i won’t stop you from leaving.

i know that i’m not what you wanted, am i?

it’s not worth the effort to lie.

you don’t have to remind me so much how i disappoint you.

i think if i ruin this that i know i can live with it.

maybe the emptiness is just a lesson in canvases.

maybe it’s all gonna turn out alright. i know that it’s not, but i have to believe that it is.

i can’t tell the difference when i’m all alone.

is it real or a dream? which is worse?

when i turn out the lights, there’s no one left between myself and me.

i know you don’t understand, because you don’t believe what you can’t see.

when you watch me throwing punches at the devil, it just looks like i’m fighting with me.

there’s a comfort in failure.

i know you were trying to help but you’re only making it worse.

you can’t even imagine how badly it hurts.

even you couldn’t manage to pull the fuse from the back of my head.

when you tell me you loved me, i wanted so bad to believe it.

tell me you love me. tell me you loved me.

nobody’s worried about me.

i shouldn’t have built a house in the middle of your chest.

you’re everything i want and i’m all you dread.

the harder i swim, the faster i sink.

my heart is gonna eat itself.

it’s just me, the vacant and nobody else.

i know what’s in my cannibal chest.

do i turn into light if i burn alive?

what’s it like to be empty, full of only echoes?

i could have sworn the sirens were the holy ghost just speaking in morse code.

if i scream a little louder i know you would have heard it.

if i could do what i want, i would become an electrician. i’d climb inside my ears and rearrange the wires in my brain.

a different me would be inhabiting this body.

i was just wondering if there’s any way that you made a mistake.

if it makes me feel better, how bad could it be?

i’m not fooled when you tell me you’re glad i came.

am i honest or just a hypocrite?

there is nowhere i can hide from your humiliating grace.

i didn’t see the point in trying to save myself.

damn it, we are gonna figure something out if it takes me all night.

as long as you’re not tired yet of talking, it helps to make it hurt less.

when is it too many times to tell you that i think of you every night?

i could be cruel. i could make you hate me.

it’s not that i think i’m good. i know that i’m evil.

i swear to god, i think i’m gonna die.

i’m conducting an experiment on how it feels to die.

try to stay calm, because nobody knows the violent partner you carry around.

i take it all back. i changed my mind.

                                            [    ]          MONSTER

i’m staying in tonight. i won’t stop you from leaving.

i know that i’m not what you wanted, am i?

it’s not worth the effort to lie.

you don’t have to remind me so much how i disappoint you.

i think if i ruin this that i know i can live with it.

maybe the emptiness is just a lesson in canvases.

maybe it’s all gonna turn out alright. i know that it’s not, but i have to believe that it is.

i can’t tell the difference when i’m all alone.

is it real or a dream? which is worse?

when i turn out the lights, there’s no one left between myself and me.

i know you don’t understand, because you don’t believe what you can’t see.

when you watch me throwing punches at the devil, it just looks like i’m fighting with me.

there’s a comfort in failure.

i know you were trying to help but you’re only making it worse.

you can’t even imagine how badly it hurts.

even you couldn’t manage to pull the fuse from the back of my head.

when you tell me you loved me, i wanted so bad to believe it.

tell me you love me. tell me you loved me.

nobody’s worried about me.

i shouldn’t have built a house in the middle of your chest.

you’re everything i want and i’m all you dread.

the harder i swim, the faster i sink.

my heart is gonna eat itself.

it’s just me, the vacant and nobody else.

i know what’s in my cannibal chest.

do i turn into light if i burn alive?

what’s it like to be empty, full of only echoes?

i could have sworn the sirens were the holy ghost just speaking in morse code.

if i scream a little louder i know you would have heard it.

if i could do what i want, i would become an electrician. i’d climb inside my ears and rearrange the wires in my brain.

a different me would be inhabiting this body.

i was just wondering if there’s any way that you made a mistake.

if it makes me feel better, how bad could it be?

i’m not fooled when you tell me you’re glad i came.

am i honest or just a hypocrite?

there is nowhere i can hide from your humiliating grace.

i didn’t see the point in trying to save myself.

damn it, we are gonna figure something out if it takes me all night.

as long as you’re not tired yet of talking, it helps to make it hurt less.

when is it too many times to tell you that i think of you every night?

i could be cruel. i could make you hate me.

it’s not that i think i’m good. i know that i’m evil.

i swear to god, i think i’m gonna die.

i’m conducting an experiment on how it feels to die.

try to stay calm, because nobody knows the violent partner you carry around.

i take it all back. i changed my mind.