#nxgrum

Truth: My character will tell you what they think of yours in all honesty.

"Hey, Raven. … It’s been a while. I miss having you on the team. We all do. I just… miss our talks. I understand what happened. I understand why you can’t come back. I just… is this lame?

"Feel free to ignore me," he laughed dryly. "I just needed to get it off my chest. It… isn’t easy to say. None of this is. It’s stuff I should have said before you left.

"The truth is I like you. A lot. I’ve always had trouble putting that into words. I just love when you stay up late with me. How you replace my coffee with tea when you think I’m not looking. You’re one of the bravest people I know and not nearly as misanthropic as you pretend to be. I think of everyone, you respected my secrets the most.

"Alright… I’m not sure where I’m going with this. I understand why you did it. I know you were looking out for us. I just… wish it didn’t turn out that way.

"There’s not much else to say. I’ll miss you, Raven.”

Put “Run” in my Askbox and I’ll Write a Nightmare My Character Would Have About Your Character

Wake me up inside                save meCall my  name  and                save me from the dark

You never knew you could be so cold in hell.  That’s the place you must be in, for where else would shadow fingers clench around you, holding you still even as it pierces through your body like an iron maiden?  

It’s not an unfamiliar feeling though, unfortunately.  A blue cloak flash before your eyes, swirling around the cold statue of a body you have.  It sweeps around, blurring around you as dispassionate eyes find your passionate ones.

Don’t be fooled, we’re so similar.  That’s why you hate me, isn’t it?

Did she say that, or did the girl whisper it with insidious intent curling each wispy word?  Somewhere in the back of your mind, the words appear, that we’re not similiar, that you’re nothing but a monster hiding in the guise of a hero’s cape.  At least I face who I am, at least I can face my destiny, you coward.  

You can’t lie in hell; the words are never born, for each lie you’ve spoken comes back to bite harshly over your lips, creating a thick gag over and in your mouth.  There’s no screaming, just silence, maddening silence that is supposed to be meditative and calm but please just say something, Raven, say something.

There’s no smile; you didn’t expect one.  But the cloak devoid of a body leans close, each inch closed another frosted crack of ice over your heart attached.  

You face your worst fears in hell.

I was born of evil’s fire, yet I save lives.  You’re just a little bit of bad luck.  Yet you ruin lives because yours was ruined by another.  Who’s the coward, Jinx?

No sound escapes your lips, but a thunderous roar seeps into your mind, filling it with jagged edges and dark holes.  

          Don’t tell me I’ve spent my life being hated when I could’ve          been better don’t  tell me I  wasted  my  life don’t say that           there’s hope for me don’t tell me I’m too weak don’t tell me          I was wrong please don’t tell me I can’t face the truth don’t

You wake up, sitting straight up with tears streaming down your face.

The clock strikes 3 AM as you knock gently on Raven’s door, guilty that you’ve woken her up with the sudden flare of emotions.  It’s not the first time, nor will it be the last in which the two Titan witches sit side by side on the bed, breathing deeply to keep the darkness at bay.

It is the first time though, you feel a soft, small hand cover your shaking own.

[I”m SO UPSET AND YOUR BROTP TAG I’M EMOTIONAL]

[ THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU TALK TO ME ]

Send “✆” for a morning text. 

[text@Maleficent] Last’s nights talk was … fun.[text@Maleficent] This doesn’t make us friends though.

Send “✉” for a text that wasn’t sent. 

[text@Maleficent] I don’t get it[text@Maleficent] you’re literally the daughter of evil[text@Maleficent] how can you still believe that you can do good[text@Maleficent] [text@Maleficent] what does that say about me?

[never apologize okay we need to flesh this out!!]