Aralei Skydreamer

A normal person in a world full of monsters. ((Multiverse OC x Mun 18+ with 15 years experience x All fandoms welcome))

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i’m a sad lonely meme

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@aralei

     | Once again they had landed on top of a habitated area, and worst of all this time the brit had lost track of Winston. With talon agents closing in right after her she hadn’t even had a chance to look for the big guy, just hiding behind the first thing she found and waiting for her accelerator and pistols to recharge. 

        Looked like she wasn’t the only one to have the idea of taking that place for a hideout, on her side was a blonde woman. Fingers to her lips she offered the other a small smile as she gestured for her to stay quiet. |

                    “ it’s going to be alright. “ 

                | she said quietly, for herself just as much as for the other. |  

[aralei]

Aralei looked over to the other woman, trembling in fear. How had she ended up in the middle of a firefight?....The small woman was pressed into the cover with all of her might, willing the fight to be over. She didn’t know who the woman was that was reassuring her, but she needed that advice to be true right then...so she nodded, and kept silent, as told.

[exorcist-on-paws-blog]

Reblog if I'm allowed to send you in character asks even if we have never talked before.

[lightofmeridian]

me banging on my mutuals’ windows at 2am: I CARE ABOUT YOU!! PLEASE TAKE CARE OF URSELF!!!! LET ME KNOW IF U NEED ANYTHING!!!!

[aralei]

((me af))

[magnagallina]

Part time soldier, full time dad

[aralei]

Someone just blocked me for jokingly, oocly asking for a cookie?

((When their rules literally said, ‘You can have a cookie when you read these’? ???????????????????))

[yourmusings]

RP starters: Concern.

“It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!”

“Stop keeping your phone in silent, you got me worried!”

“Blood? Are you bleeding?”

“I don’t like the idea of you walking down the streets all alone.”

“I thought I would never see you again…”

“We should get you to hospital.”

“Where did all those bruises came from?”

“I have the right to be worried!”

“Have you been drinking? You look terrible.”

“Sleep at my place tonight.”

“I don’t feel safe letting you be alone when you’re in that shape.”

“Please talk to me about it.”

“Let me take care of you.”

“You need to rest now. Don’t move.”

“How many times have I told you to not go there?”

“You could’ve died, you know…”

“I don’t care if you don’t want my help, I’ll do it anyways.”

“You really need to stop drinking. I’m serious.”

“This time you got yourself into a hospital. I think that’s a sign.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“You need to stop doing stupid shit like that or you will get yourself killed.”

“I’m your friend, of course I care!”

“You know I’m always here for you, right?”

“You’re not okay.”

“I’m just trying to help you.”

“Let me clean your wounds…”

“Why did you do it? Tell me.”

[aralei]

Be careful when you fire a bullet-

[aralei]

Aralei breathed in deep, ragged breaths. “It wasn’t my fault. You know it wasn’t. I’m just a normal person. I can’t dodge a bullet....I can’t....” He spoke in a way that broke her heart. It was so dramatic. ....She felt something calling her. As though she could see a light within him, begging to come out. “I don’t think you’re as lost as you think you are,” She finally said, struggling to sit up. If she could help this person, who helped her, she would do it. Unequivocally. “Someone inhuman would have let me die. And instead, you helped me- not only that, but you came to visit, to make sure that I was recovering okay.“ Gods, how it was making her nauseous to speak so much. It was the most she’d said in days. But she felt that this was so very important to talk to him. To keep him from leaving.

[aralei]

Be careful when you fire a bullet-

[aralei]

Aralei noticed the flashing of the security camera. She noticed how security hadn’t come, how he’d been in her room for god knows how long. …Had he done something to them?…. “I-I th-think I do,” She muttered, terrified. She sure looked it, with those weirdly-huge eyes of hers staring up at him. “You were….you were there when I was….shot. …Did you….were you the one that called the police?”

Of course she was scared. Who wouldn’t be, when faced with that? He was dodging her questions, visiting her room in the dark of night. …And yet, he had saved her life. That, she couldn’t contest. He had really, truly saved her life. She tried to focus on that- that, logically, he wouldn’t save her life if he planned to hurt her again. ….Right?

[die-once-more]

“Don’t stutter, nor mutter. Perhaps, I was the one who called upon the police. But, now that you’re safe and sound… My job here’s done.”

The phantom stated, turning around, giving his back to Aralei and beginning to slowly head for one of the room’s windows. He was clearly about to vanish.

But, even though her questions were answered, those answer only aroused her more, and filled her head with a bunch more of doubts. Why would a man like him save her? He was definitely not a hero, and there was no way he knew Aralei. Why had he acted like this?

[aralei]

“Wait!” She called out after him. She tried to sit up, but moved too quickly, and gasped at the mixture of nausea and pain she felt. “Please.....tell me who you are...”

Her world was spinning. She wanted, more than anything, to know who he was. He barely seemed human- he had all the makings of a monster. And yet, and yet, and yet, he had saved her.

He wasn’t a monster. She knew that now- despite his harsh words, despite his masked visage, despite everything about him that screamed death; HE HAD GRANTED HER LIFE.

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Send me ♆ for your character walking in on mine crying.

[aralei]

Goodnight, everyone!

((Remember, mun and muse love you all, and wish you the best! See you soon!))

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✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ =  asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

[aralei]

Be careful when you fire a bullet-

[aralei]

Aralei noticed the flashing of the security camera. She noticed how security hadn’t come, how he’d been in her room for god knows how long. ...Had he done something to them?.... “I-I th-think I do,” She muttered, terrified. She sure looked it, with those weirdly-huge eyes of hers staring up at him. “You were....you were there when I was....shot. ...Did you....were you the one that called the police?”

Of course she was scared. Who wouldn’t be, when faced with that? He was dodging her questions, visiting her room in the dark of night. ...And yet, he had saved her life. That, she couldn’t contest. He had really, truly saved her life. She tried to focus on that- that, logically, he wouldn’t save her life if he planned to hurt her again. ....Right?

[aralei]

Be careful when you fire a bullet-

[aralei]

Aralei gasped quietly, pulling the covers right up to her nose. She wasn’t surprised exactly- somehow, she’d been expecting him, though she couldn’t put her finger on why. Maybe it was simply because of his presence that she’d felt before...the nightmare that seemed an analogy for his very existence. She could have sworn that he was here to take her away- whisk her off to the next life. But instead, he was asking her how she was feeling?.... “I-I’m f-feeling rather confused,” She stuttered, fighting the urge to grovel. “I-I mean, I.....w...who are you?”

[aralei]

((i am but a smol shy bean who wants more threads but is ‘fraid to ask plus i’m not on every night but i just love following all of you!))

[tastefullyoffensive]

[aralei]

Be careful when you fire a bullet-

[aralei]

“Yeah, that’s…mine,” Aralei replied weakly, taking it from her. “…I guess….someone didn’t have their own? Or…maybe they didn’t want to be found.” That confused her even more- which wasn’t the best given she was already dizzy and foggy. Drugs were a hell of a drug. Not to mention the blood loss she had sustained. “A man, huh….how mysterious….who, um…who brought the owl?”

[die-once-more]

“Oh, it wasn’t yours? We found it sitting alongside you, so we thought it belonged to you.”

She replied, confused. Her own mind had started to analyze this situation, it was truly a strange one. Who was the one that called?

“Look, I know you’re very confused, but you need to rest, the doctor will be here soon, he’ll brief you in your current situation, okay sweetie? I have to go for now, but I’ll be back, if you need something, there’s a small device with a button on the drawer besides you, press it if you require anything. Get some rest, alright?”

Spoke the nurse, leaving the room shortly after.

[aralei]

Aralei looked at the owl that sat next to her. ….Was it hers? So hard to think. It was like she was covered in layers and layers of cotton. She took the owl into her arms and held it close, closing her eyes..maybe it was best to rest, now. Everything always looked better after a good night’s sleep. As she drifted off, she saw him again, a face like death, a hooded figure. A deep, echoing voice. Why had she been spared….?

[die-once-more]

Her rest went on for several hours, but, eventually, it would come to an end, for an eerie feeling would awaken Aralei from her sleep.

Apparently, she had slept for long. The room was dark, despite the curtains being open, and the black skies along with the moon made their way through the windows.

From the corner of her eyes, she could have sworn seeing someone lurking in the dark corners of the place.

It happened once, and it happened again shortly after, almost as if a shadow was pacing around her room.

Was she alone in here?

[aralei]

Aralei awoke from her slumber, groggy and pallid, as though she’d been ripped from the tossing waves of the ocean. She’d been dreaming of a tumultuous sea; a vast, grey expanse where a malestrom raged. The storm turned and twisted and fought against itself. The clouds spewed a torrential downpour of rain, and lightning split the sky. So much anger, so much hatred.

She could barely think when she awoke, could barely breathe. It took her several moments to regain her senses, but even so, her eyes picked up on movement. She wiped drool from her cheek and sat up. The stuffed owl, that had never once left her side, moved with her, nestling safely under her chin.

The softness of his fake feathers tickled her delicate neck. In the moonlight, her skin was practically translucent. One could almost see a map of her veins beneath her skin; such tiny, fragile little things to sustain the life of a fragile, papery sort of girl.

Aralei tried to focus, but she couldn’t truly see. All she caught was glimpses of movement. But still, she felt; a presence much like the maelstrom she’d just dreamed of, ever churning, spinning, fighting against itself.

The room felt damp. Petrichor opened her nostrils to the smell of gunpowder and leather. Those smells stood out against the sterility of the hospital like a lightning bolt. Aralei tried once to call out to the storm that had entered her room. But her voice was stolen by the wind- her throat hoarse, her lungs full of water. She cleared her throat- swallowed the seawater threatening to brine her insides. “Who...are...you...?”