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FOR THE “YOU CAN KILL ME BUT DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH THEM” DYNAMICS || @crystalyz

Father was the most difficult of titles with held on shoulders made for war, scars giving an edge of what made warriors worthy to carry the worries of what burdens no innocent had to. Yet cradled in hands that calloused with ease, was a little head delicate enough to bear a crown wreathed in golden curls. A daughter that knew better than to climb trees far too tall without a chaperone. Panic wrought itself in bitter circles that feet recited, rocking the child in arms more suited to hold a shield. Soothing words were lost to him, buried beneath sarcasm and biting words meant for a court of thorns. No doubt melting that image of a strong leader as he carried her close as if she were made of glass. Hushing tones emitted interwoven with the stroking of a hand on golden locks, trying to calm wide eyes filling with tears and soft cooing of a cry now setting in.

FOR THE “YOU CAN KILL ME BUT DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH THEM” DYNAMICS || @crystalyz

   Stars spun in circles behind closed eyes, enveloping vision in bright white flashes until slowly fading away with the beginnings of a throbbing head. Some where behind his ear he could feel a welt where smooth skin had connected with the not so pillow soft gravel beneath. He should have not trusted those farmers they had met in passing earlier, claiming as such -- a reward for not wearing a helmet in a fight now ended. Palms groped wide for purchase on anything solid, resting on something just behind him -- firm enough to aid into a sitting position. That something had simply retracted out of grip and for what progress was made slipped him back to lay facing the sky above, now embellished with the form of Morrigan. Golden orbs peering down with near interest --a laugh held within a gaze that always held daggers. The winch that followed was either in response to the ache now prevalent or at the idea that he had just touched the witch voluntary -- he didn't know which was worse.

━━━━━━━━━━━━        ❛       YOU’RE  SO  EASY  TO  TEARS  ,  you  know  ?              seems  very     ...      LEAKY  !      ❜

      madison  rarely  ever  came  to  greendale,  keeping  a  safe  distance  from  her  spellman  cousins  (  the  good  side  of  the  family,  believe  it  or  not.  )  yet  when  she  heard  the  church  of  the  night  was  in  trouble?  the  blonde  did  not  think  twice  before  taking  a  plane.  it  was  why  she  was  now  standing  on  the  mortuary’s  doorstep  &  knocking  impatiently.  until  sabrina  opened  the  door,  a  faux  smile  blooming  in  ruby  lips.  ❝  cousin  dearest,  surprise!  ❞

IT   IS   NO   DIFFICULT   MATTER   FOR   KOVU   TO   REMAIN   UNSEEN.         even   here   in   the   pridelands,   even   here   in   this   different   place   with   different   people,   his   skills   do   not   diminish.      he   smirks   down   at   her   in   the   dark,   pressing   a   kiss   to   her   lips. 

𝐇𝐄   𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒   𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 ,                          and   struggles   to   find   the   words   when   mind   is  so   conflicted .            butcher   had   made   a   promise   to   ensure   @crystalyz​​   was   safe   and   he   would   keep   it ,        not   for   ryan’s   sake ,        but   becca’s .          ❛  yeah ,  i  just  wanted  to  feel  cool  for  a  second .  ❜              he   tries   a   smile   that   is   convincing   enough ,        but   the   right   words   are   yet   to   follow .           he’s   not   the   ideal   material   to   be   a   father   and   had   always   known   it ,        or   had   encouraged   the   thought   without   consideration   that   perhaps   he   had   it   in   him   all   along .         billy   had   cared   for   his   brother   well   enough ,        had   been   both   brother   and   father   when   sam   held   little   but   ill   intent ,      but   that   was   long   ago .      

      ❝  cool   is   overrated .       it   don’t   mean   shit .  ❞                          he   sits ,        regret   quickly   wrinkling   his   brow ;       what   would   becca   say ?                           ❝  you’re   a   good   kid ,         granted   you’re   the   only   kid   i   know -   ❞                           a   pause   to   smile   truthfully ,                           ❝   but   you   don’t   need   to   play   at   bein’   cool   like   everyone   else   does ,     don’t   be   fuckin’   boring .      just   be   yourself   and   you’re   already   better   than   all   of   them .  ❞           

ACCESSING  WHITE  HOUSE  SERVER      . . .       ACCESS  DENIED       :     @crystalyz​​  /     first  meeting  prompts   ( accepting. )       ‣       ❝               [ WARN ]          ❞       white house intern hermione maybe ???