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if we don't talk again, remember that i 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MERCEDES!!! :)

[cureher]

spkemuth‌:

it wasn’t unusual to hear the nurse whine out his name with disappointment. sometimes there were mainly aimed at herself should she fumble something or forget some important detail in the routine of her work - venting was nothing new between them  &  emerald eyes could only look towards her in clear curiosity.  ❛  what’s wrong, mercie? you’re not havin’ any problems with livin’ in spikemuth, right?  ❜  considerate in how he addresses the issue, piers idly crossed his arms over his chest  &  her question that comes shortly after her apology causes him to smirk.

❛  i don’t mind, but, y’know … you don’t need to bribe me with dinner for me to do somethin’ like that for you.  ❜  if it made her feel better, piers easily memorized her address with every moment he walked her home to the point that he was almost expecting her to sullenly request this again  ❛  i’ll be fine, but let’s get you home, yeah?  ❜ 

   eyes flicker between him   +  the floor, a smile slowly finding its way onto her face. piers was sweet. he was someone kind and reliable, a man she’d easily do anything for   ----   all he needed to do was ask.   ( or not. )  

“  ohhh   ----   you want me to make you dinner, then  !   “  mercedes giggles, cheeks rosy with warmth. she swings her bag over her shoulder.  “   or,  dessert   -----   “  face moves closer to his, her gaze intense with a familiarity only her deep blues could satisfy. her tongue parts from her lips to run over the inner corner of her mouth. she laughs again. 

mercedes doesn’t stay in the moment for long, walking past him and opening the shop door with her forearm, before holding it out for him to exit.  “  i’m going to remember this time, i can feel it   !   “

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If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied And illuminate the no’s on their vacancy signs If there’s no one beside you when your soul embarks Then I’ll follow you into the dark

(Song #6 for My Only True Friend)

[cureher]

            “   piers   -----   “   her voice comes out as almost a whine, eyebrows knitted together in visible unease, if not disappointment. the pokemon center’s lights flicker off one by one, she’s thrown a jacket over her uniform, and her hair is a mess of curls atop puffed cheeks. moving to spikemuth.... it was a challenge, mercedes wouldn’t kid herself that. though   ----  finding a new community, albiet slowly, was something she could find happiness in. 

right now, though   ?    hardly. she’d written the address of her apartment down many times, misplacing the paper just as many times. even then ---- her directions were always wrong, that, or her internal compass. it was .... frustrating, to say the least. 

“   i’m sorry   ----  “  a light sigh ,leaves her lips, in tandem with the small shake of her head.  “  do you you mind walking me home again   ?   i’ll buy you dinner  !   i just  -----  i keep getting lost.   “   her head hangs in defeat. she’d get it this time.   /   @spkemuth

[cureher]

hm what if...mercedes’ personal skill also related to her being attuned to people’s emotions....

[cureher]

' you don’t have to go through this by yourself. '

         angst    /    accepting    /   @arydbhar

        it’s a trap. the whole scenario. the offer of comfort, and the ease of it  -----   nothing was easy. not anymore.

her room is dark, the window is closed, and, the flowers that lay on the sill, they’ve begun to wilt. just like her. upon the door opening, a sliver of sun trickles in with it, enough to light her ratted hair, her sunken eyes, her freshly - dampened cheeks. there is no option. there never was an option. that made itself clear at first glance.

“ i do. “    mercedes swallows, voice almost a whisper. she doesn’t look at him. she can’t stand the persistent lurch of her heart, not atop the old pain.   “   i have to do it myself. when you look at me like that   ----    “   hands twist themselves in her hair, nails scraping at her scalp. the hurt. the pity. the heart - wrenching worry. they all had it on their faces. they wore it in their voices, too. a straining that was unnatural and deafening    ----    she’d felt their pain, all of it.  she’d felt it tenfold. 

“   everyone was much happier when they didn’t know   ----   and now they do.    “    mercedes’ words are fragile, voice bordering on breaking the longer she speaks. her eyelids squeeze together, teeth gnawing at her bottom lip. she would look a mess in front of him, but she wouldn’t cry. she couldn’t handle his gaze worsening.  half of her heart’s been ripped out. she’d left it with emile’s corpse. and now, he was threatening to pull out the other. 

“   look at me.   “   she laughs pitifully, eye peeking out between her fingers.  “   i’m useless. i can’t bring myself to do anything    -----   isn’t that funny   ?   “

[cureher]

❛ i’d rather pick flowers instead of fights . ❜

         idk where this meme went   /   @curehim

             “    just like we used to    -----   with mother.    “    mercedes sighs, a small smile pulling on her lips. they’re fond memories, of course, though now tainted with the scorn of the past. she could easily get swept up in the fantasy of emile’s words, a time without war, without a need to kill. was it possible   ?   (   it is. it is.    )    “   well.    “   she raises from her seat, quickly taking up her brother’s hand in her own.   “   there’s a lovely patch of azaleas inside the greenhouse, and   -----  i think our friends could use a little cheering up   !    “   it couldn’t hurt to divulge in fantasy for a little longer, right   ?

[cureher]

uhhhh had a thought but....... mercedes is a switch but prefers being on top.... she’s very into giving more than receiving + is very affectionate in bed, to the point of being overly so. she loves praising her partner and generally takes things very slow. she......is known to talk pretty dirty.

again she tops but like.......if u pin her down youll soon find shes very easily overwhelmed/diminished to moans.  

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𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 :

` Whoa wait — hold on , this is for me? ’  Sincerity without the faux ploy at her heart strings —— seldom heard , seldom seen , his pupils dilate like an intrigued cat , full of wonderment and flattery. He’s stunned and he felt the sunlight from that shock trickle into his chest. Open palms accept the gift , feeling the soft texture with the pads of his fingers.  ` Well gee , thanks! I gotta say , I wasn’t expecting that. You really know how to sweep a guy right off his feet. I guess I really am lucky. ’

Sylvain chuckles to himself , still keeping the handkerchief in his hands , dear to him.  ` How about I treat you out to a nice dinner as thanks? After all , there’s no better way to show my gratitude than a nice evening out. ’

              mercedes smiles warmly, a wholesome and genuine expression on her face. of course   ----   she didn’t do it for his reaction, but   .   .   .  she really did enjoy seeing him happy.    “    you sure can be awfully cute at times, sylvain    -----    i can see why you have trouble prying women off of you   !   “   

it isn’t a surprise when he asks, and the same dilemma plagues her mind. she couldn’t get close to him like that, not presently. for now, she’d enjoy sylvain’s company, without the anxiety of worldly pressures. “   but    -----   “   a playful smirk creeps onto her lips, means of mischief whirring in her mind.  she raises her left hand to her forehead, feigning an extravagant swoon.   “   a  d - d - date   ?   with the sylvain jose gautier   ?   i heard he’s amazing at dates   !    “   her voice raises an octave, her tone theatrical.   “   i don’t know what to say, i’m so nervous   !   “   mercedes giggles between her jests, trying not to break character. 

[rothelp]

miscellaneous angst starters.

when were you going to tell me?

you can’t keep doing this to yourself.

that’s…a lot of blood.

can you walk?

please don’t lie to me.

you were supposed to leave.

i’m not going anywhere without you.

shh, it’s okay. it was just a dream.

there was nothing more you could have done.

it wasn’t your fault.

this is all my fault.

you aren’t acting like yourself.

i’m never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.

you’re hurting me.

don’t ever do that again.

go to hell.

please don’t cry.

you have to stay awake.

i wish i could take the pain away.

you could have died.

hey – stay with me.

it’ll be over soon.

did you ever love me?

i’m sorry. i can’t do this anymore.

things won’t always hurt this bad.

you passed out.

how much have you had?

i’m okay. it’s all fine.

it’s not okay! you’re not fine!

let me get you something for the pain.

it’s nothing. it’s just a bruise.

it’s clearly not nothing.

have you been to the doctor?

i didn’t mean the things i said.

i thought we meant something.

people who are okay don’t act like this.

you don’t have to go through this by yourself.

i don’t want you to be alone.

please don’t regret me.

i heard you crying.

you need to get some rest.

when was the last time you ate something?

i’m worried about you.

did you have another nightmare?

[name], there’s nobody there.

i want to be happy but i don’t think i deserve it.

please talk to me.

why are you mad at me?

alcohol isn’t going to solve your problems.

don’t leave me.

did you do this to yourself?

it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.

tell me what’s wrong.

tell me how to make it better.

why don’t you care?

get the hell away from me.

please don’t do this.

i can’t believe that you lied to me.

just…stay for the night.

you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.

you can’t die. i won’t let you.

just hang on, okay?

hold my hand if you need to.

i’m sorry.

why do you have a gun?

don’t panic.

just breathe.

you’re bleeding.

i’m trying to stop the bleeding.

you’ve been crying, i can tell.

you should have told me sooner.

i wanted to tell you in person.

a phone call would’ve been nice.

i hate you.

i love you.

[cureher]

uhhh nurse mercedes for my pokemon au :) @spkemuth

[spkemuth]

@cureher​  :   “we did it! “ an elated smile takes up the majority of her face, though obviously spent from their show. “we actually did it!” perhaps any other time she’d refrain from touching the other, not until they’ve both washed off all their sweat and grime, but mercedes couldn’t stop her feet. in a running start, she crushes piers into a large hug, giggles erupting from her lips.

oh, of all the hymns he could sing of her divinity. nothing and absolutely nothing would match the heaven’s sigh at the sight of her. there was no other sight quite like the one before him, his chest rose and fell in hopes of coming down from the high of their performance  -  mic stand gripped tightly in careful hands as emerald eyes caught the woman’s start towards him. a short intake of air and he steps back from the mic stand to avoid harm, he wanted to simply step off the stage. but that wasn’t going to happen, not now at least  -  ❛  oi, mercie, careful there, doll. you’re gonna -  !  ❜  it was far too late, he felt the sudden arms wrap around him. and there, piers remained in that crushing hug.

he strained out a laugh as he raised his arms a bit, as much as the cold air sweeping through spikemuth was helping. the sweat and grime surely didn’t make this hug all too welcoming but ignoring all of that. he felt the touch of a smile grace his painted features,  ❛  you’re gonna end up killin’ me one day if you keep doin’ that.  ❜  he huffs a laugh as he wrapped his arms around her, the smell of sweat mingled with the scent of lavender. an odd mix, but it was something he had grown used to. whenever she walked by him, the scent of lavender followed, whenever she hugged him. he was enveloped in warmth - it felt like home … this warmth, this adoration. it was unlike him to let these emotions through.  ❛  we did it, doll. we did it.  ❜  he speaks softly as he pulls away slightly, cupping her face as he gave a small smile.  ❛  you played amazin’ tonight, i knew i could count on you.  ❜

[blutgangs]

so aku is @sehthlain YAY SHES IN THE FE COMMUNITY NOW!!! but if you need reason as to why to not follow her, i suggest reading here! 

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your beastliness…

[cureher]

YEET

          kissy wissy 😳    /    accepting    /    @blutgangs

         “    marianne   —–    “    her name falls from honeyed lips like a chant; the softest prayer to ever bless the goddess’s ears. and perhaps    —–   she hadn’t even realized she had uttered it. in her eyes she sees stars. tiny nebulas embedded in a caramel embrace. she was breathtaking. she seemed  .   .   .   complete. finally. 

baby blue tresses shroud her figure in perfect ringlets, a sight beheld to question the validity of their idol. she glows. she soars. delicate fingers rake through her hair carefully, river - blue curls catching on her flesh. mercedes wished to do more, she   —–   she could not want, it was not her place. she lifts her forefinger to her chin, a lock of hair caught betwixt her thumb.   “   happiness looks beautiful on you, marianne.    it is blessed to be able to bask in it.   “    pillowed lips kiss angelic wisp, and she is wholly sated.

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