AN ETERNAL CIRCLE

multi-muse account.written by sammi. selective. multi-all. tracking: aeviternalims

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kryptoniian:

Not being human could have its advantages, but being Kryptonian wasn’t always so different. There were times where his breath stalled in his lungs and his heart stammered in his chest. Moments where he felt like he might actually be dizzy, and he had to double check just to make sure he was still on the ground. So far all those moments happened around the woman in front of him. Her smile, her laugh, the gestures she made, the way she spoke. Every ounce of who she was did that to him. It made him feel light as air, which considering he could fly, wasn’t exactly easy. 

  Knowing that he’d wanted to marry her was as easy as knowing how to bask in the sun. The fact that he’d worried over the moment, when literally any moment would have been just as perfect was just like him. He should have known better, because regardless of what or how, the important part was that he got this answer. 

    Instantly his face broke into a brilliant smile, and he actually let himself breathe again. The night air feeling crisp and clean in his lungs, as he beamed up at her. Like daylight had suddenly replaced the starry sky and he was taking in the sun. 

  It didn’t take much to lean up and kiss her, just a slight shift forward and his lips pressed against her before pulling back again,   “I’ve been dreaming of those words for weeks now I hope you know.” He chuckled, and suddenly seemed to remember the ring in his hands. “I um…I made it myself. It’s like my ma’s.” It was small and simple, a single stone on a delicate golden band. “May I?” 

She couldn't believe this was happening. Not that she didn't want it to, or that she didn't want this ---- she just was so surprised. Krissy was definitely the person who dreamed of this moment for most of her life. Sometimes it was all she could think about in the deepest pits of sickness. Daydreaming about anything happy. Or talking to Mat about it. Mat. He was going to actually die. If she didn't die first.

Of course it wasn't what she imagined. It was simple and easy and natural. It was perfect, and all she could think about is how happy her parents would have been. But she couldn't concentrate on that for too long because Clark was distracting her with a bright smile and it was quickly followed by a kiss.

And the sensation that she was actually melting.

"Why did you wait so long then?" she asked softly, almost too scared to blink. As if she did, this would disappear from her existence. That she would be back to a world without color --- without him in it. But the ring pulled her attention away and his explanation made her chest hurt. She really wished she could've met his parents, and vice versa.

That was about as much emotion as she could take because she started crying, putting her hands over her face. It was dumb and it was embarrassing; but it wasn't like Ms. Darling was the most steady person anyway. "So-Sorry... I just... I'm..." I'm happy is what she wanted to say, but she couldn't get the words out.

And the more she tried to talk, the more she cried. It was a horrible cycle. She took a deep breath before nodding slowly. "Of... of course you may, silly."

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kryptoniian:

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He’s nervous. Superman is actually nervous. He can go head to head with some of the world’s worst criminals and not even flinch, but this? This was monumental. This was him staring so hard at the ring in his hand that he’d melt it if he wasn’t careful. He’d tried to plan how he was going to do this, what he was going to say…but nothing seemed to stick. It was all either too over the top for either of their tastes, or just didn’t sit right with him.

       This, however. This did feel right.      There was nothing fancy about the dinner they just had. Nothing special about the night in particular. It was quiet, and there was just the two of them. Well…the two of them and a dog and a cat and the stars, but Clark didn’t really count all that extra just then. It was the type of quiet days he’d come to love with her, the ones where they settled on the porch or by the fireplace. He was nervous, but it was a high energy kind of nerves as he me slipped off the porch swing and turned to face her. 

       “Krissy…I…” he was on one knee now, and his heart was pounding in his chest because there was no going back now. If it wasn’t obvious what he was planning on doing, it was when he pulled out the simple little diamond ring he’d been carrying around with him for days now. A replica of the one his father had given his mother once upon a time. “I love you, and I don’t know why it’s taken me so long to ask this…” A sheepish smile, nibbling on his bottom lip for a moment. “Will you marry me?” 

Kristina did not need superpower to realize something was up with Clark. He was tense and dazed and it was noticeable. But, the redhead said nothing. If he wanted to say something or share it with her, he would. Not that she wasn't horrendously curious.

But the night was quiet and pleasant, and it surprised her how easily she fell into life with another person. For so long she lived behind a bubble, afraid of other people, and then he just burst that. Not that she minded at all. As it was, she was watching Minty bat at Krypto's ears when she felt Clark move. She glanced over with a lazy gaze that immediately froze.

Oh.

Oh no.

Her heart literally stopped when she saw him in front of her and Krissy sat up straighter, bare feet stopping the swing. But she didn't comprehend any of those movements. Her eyes were trained on him, forever on him. And she couldn't breathe. Her stomach was in knots, and her hands were pressed against her lips. How did she find her voice when she was sure that she would never breathe right again? Or breathe in general??

"Clark--- I----" Her voice was a stammered sound, and she took a breath before just nodding. Of course she would marry him. Nothing would make her helpful. "Yes. Yes of course."

[kryptoniian]

       “I’m up, I’m up. What time is it…” 

[aeviternalisms]

❛  Six. It's Christmas.  ❜

[ollieplimsollss]

MERRY CHRISTMAS YOU FUCKING NERDS

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❛  Clark. Clark, wake up. C'moooon.  ❜

@kryptoniian

[kryptoniian]

      “…yes. So you’ll come?” 

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❛  Do I have a choice?  ❜

[kryptoniian]

       “It should. I already told her you were coming, so… ” 

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❛  Are you guilt tripping with your mother?  ❜

[kryptoniian]

     “C’mon, not even for five minutes? Ma’s making apple pie.” 

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❛  No. There's too much work to do. Crime doesn't stop just    because there's apple pie, Clark.  ❜

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❛  ----No.  ❜

@kryptoniian

[veilled-deactivated20160315]

hunger games trilogy || starters

feel free to change pronouns , tenses , etc .

❝  it takes 10 times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart .❞ ❝  why am i not dead ? i should be dead .❞ ❝ having an eye for beauty isn’t the same thing has having a weakness .❞ ❝  i wish i could freeze this moment , right here , right now , & live in it forever .❞ ❝  no one really needs me .❞ ❝ remember , we’re madly in love , so it’s all right to kiss me anytime you feel like it .❞ ❝  i am not pretty . i am not beautiful . i am as radiant as the sun .❞ ❝  you love me . real or not real ? ❞ ❝  ally . friend . lover . victor . enemy . fiancee . target . mutt . neighbor . hunter . ally. i’ll add it to the list of words i use to try to figure you out.  ❞ ❝  here it’s safe , here it’s warm .❞ ❝  i’m not like the rest of you . there’s no one left i love .❞ ❝  i’m very hard to catch , & if they can’t catch me , they can’t kill me .❞ ❝  stupid people are dangerous .❞ ❝  you don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope .❞ ❝  you’ve got about as much charm as a dead slug .❞ ❝  my nightmares are usually about losing you .❞ ❝  for there to be betrayal , there would have to have been trust first .❞ ❝  destroying things is much easier than making them .❞ ❝  here’s some advice . stay alive .❞ ❝  they’ll either want to kill you , kiss you , or be you .❞ ❝  you’re not leaving me here alone .❞ ❝  well , i don’t have much competition here .❞ ❝  you here to finish me off , sweetheart ? ❞ ❝  i stand by what i said . do you want me to lie about it ? ❞ ❝  because i’m selfish . i’m a coward . ❞ ❝  you & me , we’re even . no more owed . you understand ? ❞ ❝  if we burn , you burn with us .❞ ❝  what ? do you find this distracting ? ❞ ❝  i can still rip your throat out .❞ ❝  where’s loverboy ? ❞ ❝  i’m the kind of girl who , when she might actually be of use , would run to stay alive and leave those who couldn’t follow to suffer and die .❞ ❝  the kisses have the opposite effect , of make my need greater . i thought i was something of an expert on hunger , but this is an entirely new kind . ❞ ❝  hope . hope is the only thing stronger than fear .❞ ❝  a spark could be enough to set them ablaze . ❞ ❝  kind people have a way of working their way inside me and rooting there .❞ ❝  whatever breaks you .❞ ❝  i am in pain . that’s the only way i get your attention . ❞ ❝  i’m not going anywhere . i’m going to stay here and cause all kinds of trouble .❞ ❝  imagine thousands of your people , dead . your loved ones , gone . ❞ ❝  i hate being so alone .❞ ❝  don’t make me sorry i restarted your heart .❞ ❝  they will kill us .❞ ❝  you know , you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him .❞ ❝  please feel free to take this personally . ❞ ❝  at some point , you have to stop running & turn around and face whoever wants you dead .❞ ❝  aim higher in case you fall short .❞ ❝  some walks you have to take alone .❞ ❝  whatever breaks you .❞ ❝  well , you’re a piece of work , aren’t you ? ❞ ❝  isn’t it strange that i know you’d risk your life to save mine , but i don’t even know what your favorite color is ? ❞ ❝  you are my life .❞ ❝  i’m here to help you make an impression .❞ ❝  you have no idea . the effect you can have .❞ ❝  if desperate times call for desperate measures , then i am free to act as desperately as i wish .❞ ❝  so when did I become so special ? ❞ ❝  you’re not afraid i’ll kill you tonight ? ❞ ❝  technically , i am unarmed . but no one should underestimate the harm fingernails can do .❞ ❝  i doubt they’ll figure out our plan , since we can barely understand it ourselves .❞ ❝  mess with us & we’ll do something worse than kill you . we’ll kill your children .❞ ❝  you’re kind of squeamish for such a lethal person .❞ ❝  you’re not going to die . i forbid it . all right ? ❞ ❝  i thought we had an agreement not to lie to each other. ❞ ❝  closing my eyes doesn’t help . fire burns brighter in the darkness . ❞ ❝  jealousy is certainly involved . ❞ ❝  what is the worst pain ? to me , it’s always the pain that is present . ❞ ❝  i’ve been down by the stream collecting berries . would you care for some ? ❞ ❝  may the odds be ever in your favor .❞ ❝  what i need is the dandelion in the spring . the bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction . the promise that life can go on , no matter how bad our losses .❞ ❝  ____ ? maybe some pants ? ❞ ❝  i can’t tell what’s real anymore , & what’s made up . ❞ ❝  i knew you’d kiss me . ❞

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behindtheseaa:

         “Never gonna know ‘till you give it a try.” 

maybe the reasoning of why not give it a shot wasn’t the best to rely the entire idea of marriage on, especially with the info  claire presented to him. 

what did make them any different? 

well, surviving an island full of creatures with the intent of killing them was a great start. call him an optimist but owen found being thrown into life or death situations with a person tends to help to pinpoint someone’s feelings real quick. 

            “’Cause Claire, we’re not your sister.               Or your parents.               Or my parents.                                               We’re you & me.” 

❛  -----We couldn't get through one date, Owen. What makes you    think we'd make it through a year?  ❜

pessimistic. she knows, but she was never the type who could just let it be. she couldn't just have someone say 'it'll be okay' and she'd believe them. control issues stemmed from something, somewhere. she had to be in control. she couldn't let it be.

letting it be led to heartache.

❛  I'm sorry, Owen. The what ifs won't stop.  ❜

[aeviternalisms]

So, I guess I'll put it here first? Most of my baes are here anyway so.....

As you may have noticed, I've been a little absent. Perhaps I've done a thread or two on here or on Mary, but that's all. And I apologize for that. But, I think I need a break? I'll still be here, I'll still be writing, but perhaps just not as active as I once was. And because I'm more comfortable here with my ~50 followers, I can probably say this without much whiplash...

WHICH BODES THE WARNING THAT THIS IS NOT A CALL OUT POST, NOT A BITCH POST, NOT A MAD POST, THIS IS JUST WHAT IS AND WHAT HAS BEEN AND WHAT'S IN MY BRAIN. IT DOESN'T MAKE IT WRONG, OR RIGHT, IT IS JUST HOW THE BRAIN OPERATES.

My Mary muse is waning, and it's because there's another character that has shown to be devilishly close to her in concept (at least the concepts that I have given her) and has been better recieved than Mary. Whether or not this is the REALITY is not the question. It's how my brain is processing it, which probably reveals how toxic my mind can be. No, I am not accusing of copying. I AM NOT ACCUSING OF COPYING. I am simply stating that concepts are similar, and that's OKAY. DO YOU HEAR ME IT'S OKAY!! But, it's making me feel like Mary isn't all that special. Which isn't true, but I can't turn it off.

It's like a broken record, just repeating and repeating and repeating....

And at the same time, I feel like people are bored of me. Memes go unsent on regular occassion, starter or plotting calls get ignored, and while I realize that it's the plight of every roleplayer here, it's killing me. No one seems excited to write with me anymore. Friends I've had for years, I can barely get a five minute conversation out of now. And, I can't help but feel like it's my fault, or that I've been replaced, and while I know I'm being dumb, I can't stop it.

It doesn't stop.

So, welcome to my headspace. Isn't it wonderful?

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behindtheseaa:

another failing to turn a statement into a quip, one to toss back at her like he’d done so many times before. instead, a silence takes it’s place. maybe it wasn’t the idea he built it up to be. not if she was deciding to detour from the conversation at hand any other time. 

            “No   yeah    you’re right.               ‘S a lot more than just that.” 

the more terrifying thing is that he just admitted that she was right about something. 

❛  Owen ----  ❜

the fact that he agreed with her, agreed she was right was actually lost on her in this moment. which was probably good for both their egos (his more than her's.) hands nervously tugged and pulled at the hem of her shirt, worrying the fabric while teeth sank into the inside of her lip.

no. she wasn't nervous. of course not.

❛  What if it doesn't work out? No one in my family has done    this successfully ---- what makes me any different?  ❜

[james-romanoff]

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sonofthearrow:

[This elf offers counsel]

“Then what do you suggest?” The russet haired male ask the inmortal one, in hopes to find some patience in the process–His father had already scolded him for his harsh temper and how this would be problematic for his ruling.

❛  I suggest not making a decision until later. Decisions made in the heat of the moment are ones we grow to regret. Your kingdom is so young, and I would not see it fall due to a temper. If your advisors say otherwise, remind them that is you who rules and not they. Take your time, Bain. Decisions such as these should not be made fast.  ❜ A hand reaches out to rest on the young king's shoulder --- it is firm, comforting. Findekano has had his share of counsel being given; the Noldo just hopes that Bain listens.

❛  If you need a way to work out your temper, I am always here to work on your blade work and your archery. There are much more productive ways to work out your rage.  ❜

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           SUCH A DARLING GIRL WITH A BRIGHT SMILE .

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                             —— THAT BRO IS ON FIRE.