courage .

oh, but can you remember who you once were, before the world told you who you were supposed to be ?

[fairygrass]

dawn of the new world + name meanings

[crescxre]

║✕ : richter.

             x. this is the first he’s mentioned of any discomfort drawn from that last fight. while not the first time he’s witnessed the blond rubbing at his arm, it’s the first time he’s actually paid attention to it { aside from attributing the notion as a nervous tic } –

             “is it causing you pain?” 

     ‘ um ... ’

the thought to lie passes through his mind, but watching the look on richter’s face ( it changes more now than it used to -- not by much at all, but emil has spent enough time around the redhead to detect those subtle changes; he won’t get away with falsities here ).

not that he’s had much luck with that in the past.

     ‘ a little bit. but i’m fine !  it’s nothing. ’

[kapllan-deactivated20140915]

forget? he never forgets. he doesn’t forget the ghosts in his lungs or the skeletons in his closet. he doesn’t forget when he wakes up screaming and he never forgets as he falls to his bloody knees finished to the bone. don’t ask him if he forgets because he never forgets. he’ll never forget this.

s. s.   (via ichinosc)

[sweet-bitsy]

Who in your OTP asks the weird questions in the middle of the night and who hits the other in the face with a pillow

[crescxre]

continued from [ x ]

he hears that laugh ( is it a laugh? is it really there? ), and it’s enough to extinguish any potential embarrassment the situation may conjure up; instead replacing the lack thereof with a rather brilliant smile as he moves to sit up, brushing a hand through locks of sand as he glances up to the familiar face. he wants to believe mika’s comment comes from a place of concern -- however mild -- and won’t deny the thread of relief that slithers through his chest at the idea that his presence had been missed; so he chooses to hold onto it, at least a little bit.

     ‘ i don’t know if i’m all that lucky haha. i just didn’t want to leave you alone out here. ’

his words hold a blatant earnesty to them, without a shred of hesitance nor insincerity. ( more often than not the weight of his words doesn’t always register with one who holds a tendency for obliviousness, but he means it nonetheless; the vampire’s safety & loneliness had many a time cross his mind, so much so that he feels a bit of guilt for having left for so long ).

     ‘ ---- are you okay, mika? you didn’t get hurt or anything while i was gone, did you? ’

[ackermom]

tales of symphonia picspam [34/?] ➢ EMIL CASTAGNIER

“I won’t die.  The courage you taught me spurred me on.  We’ll make sure that this world doesn’t turn into a demonic realm!”

[soldatzimy-archive]

     ❛ there are things from the Winter Soldier days that i’m just remembering. weapons left in thefield…dangers I can still prevent. I think maybe that’s the path…a way to the                         redemption I’ve been looking for.  ❜

[crescxre]

     ‘ mm, i think i pulled something back there. ’

mumbled whilst rubbing absently at his upper arm, though quickly followed by words hurried to assure his intent was not to complain; ( accompanied by waving hands & his infamous stutter, even ).

     ‘ i-i’m fine though !  honest ! ’

[futuriistic]

Until Dawn Sentence Starters Pt 1

may contain spoilers.

❛ whatever you say, darling! ❜

❛ understand the palm of my hand, bitch. ❜ 

❛ maybe we should start with a little, you know, making out and see where it goes from there. ❜ 

❛ what did you do?!  ❜ 

❛ jesus hot sauce christmas cake. ❜ 

❛ i suspect that SOMEONE is not being entirely honest with me… ❜ 

❛ i know you’re all probably worried about me. ❜ 

❛ wait a second, are you saying we should break in? ❜ 

❛ i don’t think it’s breaking in if you own the place. ❜

❛ maybe if we’re lucky, she’ll follow us out here and get eaten by a bear. ❜

❛ let’s party like we’re fucking porn stars! ❜

❛ do you intend to continue with this elaborate self indulgence? ❜

❛ you want to ruin our fun that bad? well, guess what? you can’t! you can’t ruin our good time. _______ and i are gonna fuck! that’s right! we’re gonna have sex! and it’s going to be hot! so enjoy it, because we will! ❜

❛ you couldn’t buy a loaf of moldy bread with your skanky ass. ❜

❛ that bitch is on crack or something. ❜

❛ i didn’t really figure you for the glass half empty type. ❜

❛ stay out of it, you dumb oaf. ❜

❛ when are you gonna take him/her/them to the bone zone? ❜

❛ get away! get away from me! ❜

❛ you just won’t listen to me, and things seem pretty fucked up. ❜ 

❛ you had so many people who cared about you, who were willing to help, but at every turn you chose to push them away. and now you’re all alone. ❜

❛ no, no, no, not again! ❜

❛ you are a coward! ❜

❛ i don’t take orders from you. you can’t tell me what to do. ❜

❛ okay, i trust you. i trust you. ❜

❛ why didn’t you save me, ______? ❜

❛ come on, it’s okay. ❜

❛ are you sure? ❜

❛ well, i’m not dead yet. ❜

❛ it’s freezing, i can’t feel my fingers. ❜

❛ i’d like to focus on how we’re going to get the fuck out of here, please. ❜

❛ it doesn’t hurt anymore. really. ❜

❛ fuck, i can’t do this. ❜

❛ you did the right thing. ❜

❛ no, there’s no excuse. there’s no excuse for this! ❜

[crescxre]

[  unknown.  ]

                                                  “ Ha —- ! How admirably cold. ”

Dusares bleeds upon her heimal tongue, a voice of celebrated gold and honey ( dead mythos stirs at her hollow door, DEATH knocks at babylon’s demise: yes, they spoke of POMPEII but did they ever wonder about the ENLIL’S FLOOD ) —- she has never seen such a thing thereof, and the mountains were too barren to keep so much around. Girl of blood, girl of wilds unseen: she stands and relinquishes her weight on him, eyes peering across the haze of forestry with a near swelling ambition ( and believe it so, his red reaction did not go unnoticed, she simply chose to remove herself before his cheeks would bleed into the snow ).

                                  “ You, you’re traveling through this winter alone ? ”

   she finally relinquishes her position atop his own frame ( where it has been partially buried within ivory dust ) and emil first makes a point to brush snow from where it has collected upon a golden crown; his gaze rather expertly avoids meeting the stranger ---- at least until she asks of him a question. and it’s then manners bring him to stare back.

          ‘  y-yes. i am. my friends are ... we’re all traveling separately right now.  ’

   all must make their journey alone, at least once.

[crescxre]

[  unknown.  ]

    and he’s THANKFUL that the heart he’s encountered is a     kind one. ( for what normal MAN wouldn’t run with terror     upon seeing flickers of f-l-a-m-e? ) the HAMADA pauses,     slow and even breaths taken to regain some SANITY. 

    “ Right – … breathe. “            ( it’s SUFFOCATING. )

    “ — .. Are you sure you want to       get this close? “

   he counts each breath, watches shoulders slowly lose their    fearful tremble. rather focused on this stranger’s well-being    that at first he doesn’t process what’s been asked of him.

   at least until it dawns on him that it was indeed asked.

          ‘  i’m not scared. here -- look.  ’

   the spell is muttered beneath emil’s tongue, sparking FIRE    within the palm of his hand; dancing and flickering before it    all but vanishes from his touch.

          ‘  i’m not scared. just ... focus on breathing, okay ?  ’

[crescxre]

[  unknown.  ]

               ❝ There’s no need. I’ll ᴇʟɪᴍɪɴᴀᴛᴇ                   anything that  gets  in my way. ❞

          ‘  but -- wouldn’t it be better to avoid trouble ?  ’

[crescxre]

[  brandon.  ]

     brandon blinks down at what’s offered —      is that his wallet? no fucking way.

              ❝ …oh. shit. ❞

   he stares, item still in his grasp. ...a blink.    he’s waiting for you to take it.

[crescxre]

[  unknown.  ]

   “…Me?” Evident surprise marks his tone, best left unaware of any possible damage he might have retained. Eyes shift downward, to white paints splattered in red much like his cape from following this one’s path, to torso where blade had almost been moments ago, but he feels no pain, no weird warmth or cold, and assumes he is ALRIGHT. Young pawn’s head shakes to and fro immediately after, and blues return to the boy’s shoulder.

   “I asked you. Your arm?” With no intention of waiting for an answer—difficulty speaking could be from exasperation, exasperation could be indicative of fatigue, could be indicative of blood loss, his thoughts run fast for these times GIVE them no time—his hands reach for the satchel held at his side, upturning the flap and reaching in to find a single potion. Attention all raises in one solid motion, the bottle cupped from underneath with firm hold on the lid on top to steady it as he extends it outward, and he gives faintest hint of a smile in reassurance. “Relax already. We’re a team, right?”

   by now his arms have lost their burst of strength, and the tip of previously raised sword has all but sunk to the ground. it rests there now though the handle remains loosely within the grasp of both hands. there’s a certain relaxation to his stance now ( not nearly as taut as apprehension had wound him just moments before ) but he does not accept what’s been offered. it merely attracts his stare; hands never quite lift to take it.

          ‘  no, you should keep it ... you might need it. i-i’ll be okay.  ’

   how can he accept it in good conscience, knowing it could potentially become a saving grace for his teammate ?  he can’t be the cause of that.

[crescxre]

[  unknown.  ]

And from the shadows she emerges, leaping onto him with such excessive force ( ANU cannot contain such ruination, a promise of true apocalypse spilling from his words of ancient gospel ) pushing him into the ground’s snow.

                                                   “ THIS —- This is snow, yes ? ”

   he’s hardly turned around by the time she collides with his chest, sending them to the ground with a heavy thud. the face isn’t one he can recognize, though she holds to him as though he should; but then, emil is no stranger to the presence of those with little personal boundaries. he watches her, curiously, voice stammered in its confusion ( & red is the tint which rises to his cheeks ).

          ‘  a-ah, yes... i-it is.  ’

[shin-ji-ma-sen-blog]

communication. thank you all for 100+ followers and a phenomenal time and congratulations to hoshino katsura on the reserialization of d.gray-man! it has been 2 months since someone ( shoutout to bones ) persuaded me to roleplay again and someone else ( shoutout to nell ) started the first thread on this blog with me after i tried, and inevitably failed, to withdraw from the scene once and for all. even if returning was not my original intention, i confess that i have not regretted the decision for one moment — for it is, truly, a pleasure to write with and bond with every single one of you. i have sincerely enjoyed each day here, and i do hope to stay with everyone for many more days to come!

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[crescxre]

[  unknown.  ]

               ‘ okay — what about this other part though ? ’

          ‘  ... uh .........  ’