now i'm in exile.

low activity multi-muse.

[constantwar]

smoke billows from my ships in the harbor / people look at me like i’m a monster.   extremely low activity + selective multi - muse for both canon & original characters, by lex, 24, she / her.  currently have high muse for:  @warpainte, trini guerrero, jason scott, ace emerson, percy jackson, tara carpenter.   read.  characters.

[greelin]

“you can’t just casually mention you’ve technically died once” i can actually. it’s funny

[blond-shell]

1.01 // 1.10

[uselesslexbian]

the lightning thief by rick riordan sentence starters

am i a troubled kid? yeah, you could say that.

i'm going to kill her.

you're already on probation. you know who'll get blamed if anything happens.

it's okay. thanks for trying.

you've been giving us problems.

did you really think you would get away with it?

let him enjoy his ignorance while he still can.

i can't fail in my duties again. you know what that would mean.

why would i need you?

what are you not telling me?

tell me they're not looking at you. they are, aren't they?

i don't want this to be like the last time.

does that mean somebody is going to die?

i hope you lose.

because you don't want me around?

you've been out for two days. how much do you remember?

you drool when you sleep.

can you imagine that for a moment, never dying?

but i don't believe in gods.

not lethal. usually.

i can't believe i thought you were the one.

monsters don't die. they can be killed. but they don't die.

oh, thanks. that clears it up.

you talk in your sleep.

i'm thinking that i want you on my team for capture the flag.

why would anybody want to summon a monster?

i don't belong here.

no maiming.

where the heck did you learn to fight like that?

you're saying i'm being used.

who else would be stupid enough to volunteer for a quest like this?

a lot of hopes are riding on you.

kill some monsters for me, okay?

you want a magic item?

remind me again - why do you hate me so much?

i don't hate you.

i said if you're lucky. you're obviously not.

i can't just leave you.

you have offended the gods. you shall die.

what did you want me to do? let you get killed?

you didn't need to protect me. i would've been fine.

the real world is where the monsters are. that's where you learn whether you're any good or not.

you're pretty good with that knife.

are you crazy? this place is weird.

what's that hissing noise?

i take vitamins. for my ears.

that's admirable. but please, relax.

you would be better off as a statue. less pain.

oh, yuck. mega yuck.

forget it. you're impossible.

you're insufferable.

they're not going to like that. they'll think you're impertinent.

i am impertinent.

they seemed plenty aggressive to me.

how about i take first watch? you get some sleep.

how long was i asleep?

what would you do if it was your dad?

that's easy. i'd let him to rot.

can't we work together a little?

they don't make heroes like they used to.

we can't leave you alone for five minutes! what happened?

it's okay. i don't mind a little attitude.

you can't do that. you can't just threaten people with a knife.

don't you carry a weapon? you should. dangerous world out there.

even strength has to bow to wisdom sometimes.

if he brings his girlfriend here for a date, i'd hate to see what she looks like.

you don't want to insult her looks.

me, go with you? how embarrassing is that? what if somebody saw me?

who's going to see you?

you didn't get yourself killed.

you knew it was a trap.

her death was my fault.

please. i'm not into self-inflicted pain.

i don't know what they'll do. i just know i'll fight next to you.

because you're my friend.

no gift comes without a price.

be faster next time.

the plan. yeah, i love the plan.

no. i'm dead.

you're not dead. i should have known.

i'd wish you luck, but there isn't any down here.

it amuses me not to strike you dead yet.

there can't be a war among the gods. it would be... really bad.

you keep saying "after what you've done." what exactly have i done?

you heroes are always the same. your pride makes you foolish.

you were supposed to die.

i take orders from no one.

i don't have dreams.

he is proud and impulsive. it runs in the family.

obedience does not come naturally to you, does it?

a hero's fate is never happy. it is never anything but tragic.

whatever else you do, know that you are mine.

you can't do this for me. you can't solve my problems.

if my life is going to mean anything, i have to live it myself.

you miss being on a quest?

where's the glory in repeating what others have done?

all the gods know how to do is replay their past.

when i came back, all i got was pity.

the gods let her die.

i've been used? look at yourself.

you must not rush out for vengeance.

keep your eyes open.

i'll be back next summer.

i'll survive until then.

[blond-shell]

A Look™

[constantwar]

rewatching trinkets so expect moe on this blog eventually

[onlyhereforangst]

let’s see, shall we? [x]

[doomdays]

@constantwar said, "i said i was fine, didn’t i?"

akilah understands that not everyone is willing to talk about whatever it is they're going through -- some days,  she feels the same,  too.   but she doesn't want anyone to feel like they don't have the option to, either.   usually,  she's much better with her approach -- she can read people better,  she can understand what they need,  but she hasn't figured trini out yet.  she frowns,  but she doesn't let it linger,  her features more hopeful now.   ❝  sorry,   i didn't mean to  .  .  .  ❞   she says quietly.   ❝  even if you're not okay---  i just wanted to say i'm here,  for whatever.   you just seemed like you had a lot on your mind,  even if it's all fine.  ❞

[constantwar]

trini regrets the amount of hostility in her tone, because akilah doesn't deserve it. it's instinct by now, a learned reaction to her mother and her constant hounding, but now that she has a life outside of that, finally free, she needs to adapt. her features soften slightly—it's barely noticeable, just frowning a little less, but it's something. “it's okay. sorry.” if something was bothering her, she wouldn't want to talk about it, regardless of who's asking—she's getting tired of being asked to talk about things, to the point where she often shuts down entirely instead, but she's trying not to let that happen here. “that's just my face—perpetually annoyed.”

[constantwar]

difficult person test

52.86% trini is a somewhat difficult person to get along with.

[velvetys]

I love leaving situations one thing about me is I’m leaving

[ladyintree]

@constantwar, 💬 / ❝  i don't want my life to be all about the worst parts of it. i have more to offer than that. ❞

[constantwar]

“it shouldn't be.” there are things kimberly considers saying on top of that, but she thinks better of it—while saying she admires taissa for pushing herself in spite of everything she went though is supposed to be a compliment, she's afraid of bringing the subject up at all. all she knows is that she probably couldn't have done the same. had it not been for her friends, she likely would have spiraled into a depression at the end of high school, and that was all just regular teenage drama. “you just have to find people who see more than just the bad parts.”

[survivedsarchived]

his only response, initially, is a soft rise of shoulders, mouth pulled upward in an expression that's intended to be apathetic (but what comes across as, really, is a mouth fixed in an uncomfortable grimace). sure; maybe he is. silas understands the very notion is at odds with his reputation - infamy that once, he'd find a quiet, twisted pride in, but of late, has prompted a growing frustration within him, because of moments like this. mikayla had responded similarly when he'd made the disastrous attempt to mend things with her - though she'd said with a sneering disdain that trini, thankfully, lacks. but he shifts uncomfortably regardless, raising a hand as if to dismiss the question: unable or unwilling, he isn't sure, to vocally respond to it. he doesn't want to seem too defensive.

“you don't seem to have many problems with your friends.” it could easily be cruel, but somehow, it isn't. silas says it quietly, little more than a conversational observation; there's an awkward beat that passes before he continues, albeit hesitantly, “- or me.” the distancing is purposeful; he doesn't want to make assumptions. some part of silas still thinks - fears - kim is only tolerating him because of some familial obligation. clearing his throat, silas turns his eyes downward, as if suddenly interested in studying a scar that slices across his palm.

[constantwar]

little does he know that even with them, talking in the beginning was like pulling teeth. she won't recount to him the amount of times she'd tried to leave, only to have kimberly either follow or drag her back every time. it was only when she realized that it was hardly a choice, that something had bound the five of them together, that she began to give in. “it helps that most of them don't shut up.” she wants to come off as detached, like they don't mean nearly as much to her as they do, because finding a second family is a little terrifying when her first is disappointing enough, but she's sure silas knows better.

“you're alright.” it's the closest to a compliment that trini will allow herself in the moment, and she hopes that silas is smart enough to recognize it for what it really means: despite her initial reluctance to even be around him, she does genuinely like him. “you're not as horrible as i thought you were going to be, so—” so she doesn't mind talking to him. or better than that, not talking, because he seems to be one of the few people who don't prod at her for more.

[ladyintree]

@constantwar said, "i’m so done with trying to be more. this is it. it should be enough."

it's not something tai would ever say for herself, always pushing herself beyond her limits because she has to be more. sometimes she has to take a step back and remember that not everyone else feels the same -- and they shouldn't, because it rarely does tai any good, hardly ever amounting to anything real, but ever since returning to civilization, she's only gotten harder on herself to compensate for something. ❝  --- why does it feel like you're not talking about soccer? ❞  she asks, almost hesitantly, because she's not one to dig for fear of the same being given in return, but she suspects there's something more than just the sport that's on trini's mind.

[constantwar]

because she's not, not really. trini hardly even likes soccer, but she'd joined both in an attempt to get kimberly's attention (she had a thing for jocks before, so trini convinced herself it couldn't hurt to try) and to win her parents approval for once—but unsurprisingly, she still doesn't have it, because june doesn't care about her playing the sport if she's not the star, and trini's not interested enough to try that hard. she hates how it feels like everything ties back to her parents, but the overwhelming feeling of not being enough stems from them and bleeds into the rest of her life, so she can't really help it. “i don't know. never mind,” trini says dismissively, because if she can't stand to talk about it with her closer friends, she's not going to let herself do it with tai, either. “it is about soccer. my mom's just up my ass about how i'm not as good as you. and this isn't me asking for help—i don't care that much.”

[inkskinned]

oh no , oh no. this wasn’t supposed to be a problem. i was supposed to stop feeling this about three months ago when it started. i was supposed to wake up and realize it was just a crush and i wasn’t falling. i was supposed to cut it out or slow it down or ignore it into silence. 

oh no. oh no. pardon my appearance i’m trying to remodel. we’re in the back scrambling around trying to dump feelings out of windows. we’re in crisis. the water level’s rising.

you laugh and get close. and we got a problem.

[survivedsarchived]

@bloodyraw: i didn't do much talking, before. i don't think i'm very good at it.

with anyone else, his first instinct would to be dismissive: if not outright stated, then with a roll of his eyes, his head inclined in agreement. silas isn't sure why it's different with trini - he chalks it up to her proximity with kim, primarily, motivated by the desire to not alienate a sibling by insulting her friends. what he doesn't want to admit is how much he likes trini - the others, too. it makes his voice uncharacteristically soft when he says, “talking's overrated.” which is easy to say when there's so few people willing to speak to you - but it's a sentiment silas stands by regardless: words aren't always necessary. as if to demonstrate, silas sits in silence for a beat, before lifting his head up from the knife he'd been sharpening, slicing it idly through the air before him as he continues, “so - i think you're fine. if that matters, or whatever.”

[constantwar]

just like with everything else, she blames her mother. if it hadn't been for june constantly pressing her to talk, trini thinks she might be more willing to—but instead, she learned to find comfort in the silence, preferring not to speak to anyone until her friends came along and messed that up for her, making themselves an exception despite all her efforts to push them away. somehow, along the way, silas has started to become one, too. “you're actually trying to make me feel better?” trini's only surprised because she's heard about the way silas is with others, so unlike kim that it makes her question how they can even be related. she knows actively calling him out on it could very well summon that side of him, but she doesn't care; years of being ridiculed by her own mother was enough cause for her to grow thicker skin. “thanks, i guess.”

[taiturner]

POWER RANGERS — (2017) dir Dean Israelite

[lucifersresources]

taylor swift // midnights rp meme. 

edit/alter/change pronouns etc as you see fit!  

lavender haze. 

meet me at midnight. 

you don’t ever say too much. 

i’ve been under scrutiny. 

you handle it beautifully. 

all this shit is new to me. 

i’m damned if i do give a damn what people say. 

all they keep asking me is if i’m gonna be your bride. 

they’re bringing up my history. 

they’re bringing up my history, but you weren’t even listening. 

i just need this love spiral. 

maroon. 

we lost track of time again. 

you were my closest friend. 

how’d we end up on the floor anyway? 

i see you every day now. 

i chose you. 

we were shaking. 

how the hell did we lose sight of us again? 

ain’t that the way shit always ends. 

i feel you, no matter what. 

and i lost you. 

i wake with your memory over me. 

that’s a real fuckin’ legacy. 

anti-hero. 

i get older, but just never wiser. 

midnights become my afternoons. 

my depression works the graveyard shift. 

i should not be left to my own devices. 

i end up in crisis. 

i wake up screaming from dreaming. 

one day i’ll watch as you’re leaving.

one day i’ll watch as you’re leaving, coz you got tired of my scheming. 

it’s me, hi. i’m the problem, it’s me. 

i’m the problem. 

i’ll stare directly at the sun, but never in the mirror. 

it must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero. 

i’m a monster on the hill. 

did you hear my covert narcissism i disguise as altruism like some kind of congressman? 

life will lose all its meaning. 

she thinks i left them in the will. 

she’s laughing up at us from hell. 

snow on the beach. 

life is emotionally abusive. 

time can’t stop me quite like you did. 

i’m unglued, thanks to you. 

it’s like snow at the beach: weird, but fucking beautiful. 

you wanting me tonight, feels impossible. 

this scene feels like what i once saw on a screen. 

i’ve never seen someone lit from within. 

my smile is like i won a contest. 

to hide that would be so dishonest. 

it’s fine to fake it till you make it. 

i can’t speak. 

i don’t even dare to wish it. 

can this be a real thing? 

you’re on your own, kid. 

summer went away, still the yearning stays. 

i play it cool with the best of them. 

he’s gonna notice me. 

we’re the best of friends anyway. 

i hear it in your voice. 

i didn’t choose this town, i dream of getting out. 

there’s just one who could make me stay. 

i waited ages to see you there. 

you never cared. 

you’re on your own, kid. you always have been. 

you’re on your own, kid. 

i see the great escape. 

he loves me not. 

something different bloomed. 

i’ll run away. 

i gave my blood, sweat and tears for this. 

the jokes weren’t funny. 

i took the money. 

my friends from home don’t know what to say. 

there were pages turned with the bridges burned. 

everything you lose is a step you take. 

you’ve got no reason to be afraid. 

you can face this. 

midnight rain. 

he wanted it comfortable, i wanted that pain. 

he wanted a bride, i was making my own name. 

he stayed the same. 

all of me changed. 

my town was a wasteland. 

for some, it was paradise. 

i broke his heart coz he was nice. 

i was midnight rain. 

i guess sometimes we all get just what we wanted. 

he never thinks of me. 

i guess we all get some kind of haunted. 

i never think of him. 

i never think of him, except on midnights like this. 

question…? 

we had one thing going on, i swear that it was something. 

i don’t remember who i was before you. 

i just may like some explanations. 

can i ask you a question? 

did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room? 

what did you do?

did you ever leave her house in the middle of the night? 

did you wish you’d put up more of a fight? 

it was too much. 

do you wish you could still touch her? 

did you realise out of time? 

fuckin’ politics and gender roles. 

i just may like to have a conversation. 

does it feel like everything’s just like second best after that meteor strike? 

i’m sure that’s what’s suitable. 

vigilante shit. 

draw the cat eye sharp enough to kill a man. 

you did some bad things, but i’m the worst of them. 

sometimes i wonder which one will be your last lie. 

they say looks can kill and i might try. 

i don’t dress for women, i don’t dress for men, lately i’ve been dressing for revenge. 

i don’t start shit.

i don’t start shit, but i can tell you how it ends. 

don’t get sad, get even. 

i’ve been dressing for revenge. 

she needed cold hard proof, so i gave her some. 

picture me, thick as thieves with your ex-wife. 

she looks so pretty, driving in your benz. 

ladies always rise above. 

i’m on my vigilante shit again. 

bejeweled. 

i think i’ve been a little too kind. 

didn’t notice you walking all over my peace of mind. 

putting someone first only works when you’re in their top five. 

i’m going out tonight. 

best believe i’m still bejeweled when i walk in the room. 

i can still make the whole place shimmer. 

familiarity breeds comtempt. 

don’t put me in the basement when i want the penthouse of your heart. 

i polish up real nice. 

i think i’ve been too good of a girl. 

i think it’s time to teach some lessons. 

i made you my world. 

have you heard? i can reclaim the land. 

i miss you, but i miss sparkling. 

sadness became my whole sky. 

but some guy said my aura’s moonstone. 

you can try to change my mind, but you might have to wait in line. 

a diamond’s gotta shine. 

labyrinth. 

it only hurts this much right now. 

i’ll be getting over you my whole life. 

i’m falling in love.

i’m falling in love again. 

it only feels this raw right now. 

lost in the labyrinth of my mind. 

you would break your back to make me break a smile. 

you know how much i hate that everybody just expects me to bounce back. 

karma. 

you’re talking shit. 

addicted to betrayal. 

you’re terrified to look down. 

you’ll see the glare of everyone you burned. 

it’s coming back around. 

karma is my boyfriend. 

karma’s a relaxing thought. aren’t you envious that for you it’s not? 

my pennies made your crown. 

don’t you know that cash ain’t the only price? 

ask me what i learned from all those years. 

ask me what i earned from all those tears. 

ask me why so many fade, but i’m still here.

so many fade.

i’m still here. 

karma is the thunder rattling your ground. 

karma’s on your scent like a bounty hunter. 

sweet nothing. 

they said the end is coming.

the end is coming. 

everyone’s up to something. 

i find myself running home to your sweet nothings. 

all that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing. 

this happens all the time. 

you should be doing more. 

to you i can admit that i’m just too soft for all of it. 

i’m just too soft for all of it. 

mastermind. 

the planets and the fates and all the stars aligned. 

the touch of a hand lit the fuse. 

checkmate, i couldn’t lose.

i couldn’t lose. 

what if i told you none of it was accidental. 

none of it was accidental. 

the first night that you saw me, nothing was gonna stop me. 

what if i told you i’m a mastermind? 

i’m a mastermind. 

now you’re mine. 

we were born to be the pawn in every lover’s game. 

if you fail to plan, you plan to fail. 

strategy sets the scene for the tale. 

the first night that you saw me, i knew i wanted your body.

i wanted your body. 

it was all my design. 

no one wanted to play with me as a little kid.

i’ve been scheming. 

i’ve been scheming like a criminal ever since.

i’ve been scheming like a criminal ever since to make them love me. 

this is the first time i’ve felt the need to confess. 

i’m only cryptic and machiavellian coz i care. 

you knew the entire time. 

you knew that i’m a mastermind. 

the great war. 

my knuckles were bruised like violets. 

cursed you as i sleep talked. 

spineless in my tomb of silence. 

tore your banners down, took the battle underground. 

flashes of the battle come back to me in a blur. 

my hand was the one you reach for all throughout the great war. 

i vowed not to cry anymore. 

if we survived the great war. 

you drew up some good faith treaties. 

you said i have to trust more freely. 

you were playing with fire. 

maybe it’s the past that’s talking. 

maybe it’s the past that’s talking– telling me to punish you for things you never did. 

i justified it. 

i vowed not to fight anymore. 

i vowed not to fight anymore if we survived the great war. 

got a sense i’d been betrayed. 

that was the night i nearly lost you.

i nearly lost you. 

i really thought i’d lost you. 

we can plant a memory garden. 

there’s no morning glory, it was war, it wasn’t fair. 

we will never go back to that bloodshed. 

we’re burned for better. 

i vowed i would always be yours.

i would always be yours. 

paris. 

all the outfits were terrible. 

i’m so in love that i might stop breathing. 

i was taken by the view. 

romance is not dead. 

romance is not dead if you keep it just yours. 

levitate above all the messes made. 

i want to brainwash you into loving me forever. 

high infidelity. 

i didn’t know you were keeping count. 

you said i was freeloading. 

put on your records and regret me. 

i bent the truth too far tonight. 

i was dancing around it. 

do i really have to chart the constellations in his eyes? 

seemed like the right thing at the time. 

there’s so many different ways that you can kill the one you love. 

there’s so many different ways that you can kill the one you love. the slowest way is never loving them enough. 

do i really have to tell you how he brought me back to life? 

glitch. 

we were supposed to be just friends. 

maybe i’ll see you out some weekend. 

i think there’s been a glitch. 

i’m fastening myself to you. 

i’m not even sorry. 

i was supposed to sweat you out. 

our love is blacking out. 

the system’s breaking down. 

i’d go back to wanting dudes who give nothing. 

would’ve, could’ve, should’ve. 

if you tasted poison you could’ve spit me out. 

if you’d never looked my way i would’ve stayed on my knees. 

i damn sure never would’ve danced with the devil. 

the pain was heaven. 

now that i’m grown, i’m scared of ghosts. 

memories feel like weapons. 

i wish you’d left me wondering. 

if you never touched me i would’ve gone along with the righteous. 

you made me feel important. 

you made me feel important, then you tried to erase us. 

you tried to erase us. 

you’re a crisis of my faith. 

if i’d only played it safe. 

i miss who i used to be. 

the tomb won’t close. 

i regret you all the time. 

i can’t let this go. 

i fight with you in my sleep. 

the wound won’t close. 

i keep on waiting for a sign. 

if clarity’s in death, then why won’t this die? 

living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts.

give me back my girlhood, it was mine first. 

dear reader. 

if it feels like a trap, you’re already in one. 

just run. 

pick somewhere and just run. 

desert all your past lives. 

if you don’t recognise yourself, that means you did it right. 

never take advice from someone who’s falling apart. 

bend when you can, snap when you have to. 

you don’t have to answer just cause they asked you. 

the greatest of luxuries is your secrets. 

when you aim at the devil, make sure you don’t miss. 

i prefer hiding in plain sight. 

you should find another guiding light.