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         BOOK STARTERS VOL.42     ALIAS GRACE     MARGARET ATWOOD

❛ If we were all on trial for our thoughts, we would all be hanged. ❜

❛ When you are in the middle of a story it isn’t a story at all, but only a confusion; a dark roaring, a blindness, a wreckage of shattered glass. ❜

❛ Murderess is a strong word to have attached to you. It has a smell to it, that word; - musky and oppressive, like dead flowers in a vase.  ❜

❛ Sometimes at night I whisper it over to myself: Murderess, murderess. It rustles, like a taffeta skirt across the floor. ❜

❛ If the world treats you well, you come to believe you are deserving of it. ❜

❛ If I am good enough and quiet enough, perhaps after all they will let me go. ❜

❛ It’s not easy being quiet and good, it’s like hanging on to the edge of a bridge when you’ve already fallen over; you don’t seem to be moving, just dangling there, and yet it is taking all your strength. ❜

❛ There is no fool like an educated fool. ❜

❛ There are many dangerous things that may take place in a bed. ❜

❛ I am afraid of falling into hopeless despair, over my wasted life, and I am still not sure how it happened. ❜

❛ Underneath it all is another feeling, a feeling of being wide-eyed awake and watchful. ❜

❛ And underneath all that is another feeling still, a feeling like being torn open; not like a body of flesh, it is not painful as such, but like a peach; and not even torn open, but ripe and splitting open of its own accord.  ❜

❛ The small details of life often hide a great significance. ❜

❛ Guilt comes to you not from the things you’ve done, but from the things that others have done to you. ❜

❛ I wonder, how can I be all of these different things at once? ❜

❛ It is always a mistake to curse back openly at those who are stronger than you unless there is a fence between. ❜

❛ Some call this “Eve’s curse,” but I think that is stupid because the real curse of Eve was having to put up with the nonsense of Adam. ❜

❛ I don’t know why they are all so eager to be remembered. What good will it do them? There are some things that should be forgotten by everyone, and never spoken of again. ❜

❛ I would never blame a human creature for feeling lonely. ❜

❛ If they want a monster so badly they ought to be provided by one. ❜

❛ It’s as if I never existed, because no trace of me remains, I have left no marks. And that way I cannot be followed. It is almost the same as being innocent. ❜

❛ Today you wear your habitual expression of strained anxiety; you smell of violets. ❜

❛ Of course you have always been an idealist, and filled with your optimistic dreams; but reality must at some time obtrude. ❜

❛ I wonder what would become of me, and comfort myself that in a hundred years I will be dead and at peace. ❜

❛ For it is not always the one that strikes the blow that is the actual murderer. ❜

❛ There is a “do this” or “do that” with God, but not any “because”. ❜

❛ If you have a need and they find it out, they will use it against you. The best way is to stop from wanting anything. ❜

❛ They say, why don’t you ever smile or laugh, we never see you smiling, and I say I suppose I have gotten out of the way of it, my face won’t bend in that direction any more. ❜

❛ I was shut up inside that doll of myself, and my true voice could not get out. ❜

❛ I see what you’re after. You are a collector. You think all you have to do is give me an apple, and then you can collect me. ❜

[postapocalypticscavenger]

Burning sky

-artwork by 5ofnovember

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storiestotell‌:

The sounds of combat had drawn her attention. Most would have left it alone but she can’t ignore the possibility - however slight - that someone could be in need of help. Whatever the issue, it had already been handled capably. She lowers her weapon and raises her free hand in a cautious greeting. Mercy knew dangerous and this woman screams dangerous. 

But still. 

“Are you alright? Hurt or..?”

   Nadia notes approaching footsteps and counts them carefully. All those who roamed the area were different. Fallen were far more quick, Cabal lumbering and slow, she’s yet to see Hive in the area but they always were chittering. This was none of them. A Guardian, she supposes, and breathes a sigh through her nose at the questions.

   Putting on a false display of thankful attitude she turns to face the Lightbearer.  “I am fine, though you are a little late to the party.”

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@arcbeam​ liked for a starter

   “Hey, Guardian, think you could clear out those Takne over there for me?”  Part of her hopes she doesn’t end up startling the Warlock, another does because seeing someone of Light be put out of their element for even a fraction of a second is amusing. Nadia has sat stock still for about an hour. Her prize is a cache just on the other side of spectral Psions, who are mulling about, doing nothing in particular. 

   What is a non-Guardian even doing out in the middle of the EDZ anyways?

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starter for @storiestotell

   Mild disgust is the expression she wears, hand coming up to wipe the gore of a Fallen’s caved head from her face. She really should find some sort of helmet to wear but so often people mistake those in even the smallest amount of armor for a Guardian. How typical. Muttering words under her breath and beginning to run a check for ammo in her firearm ages older than what most were carrying, she misses the approach of a Lightbearer. 

   Standing among half a dozen alien corpses and without a scratch on her, it may just be a wonder what miracle was preformed to leave a simple human unscathed. 

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uhh like this for a thing in nadia’s destiny au, ye

[wcrldtraveler]

Assassin's creed sentence starters

“Such pride…it will destroy you child.”

“ I don’t believe you “

“You flatter yourself.”

“ We work in the dark to serve the light. “

“Why did you do it? All of it?”

“Where would a pirate hide his treasure?”

““Blood is thicker than water, and I know (name)will be by my side”.

“What do you mean, they’re family?”

“ Good partnerships are hard to come by.”

“We stand together!”

“Let’s get out of here before the guards arrive..”

“‘Don’t allow personal feelings to compromise the mission.’ What a mistake.”

“A true master of stealth can blend into any environment.”

"For every mission, there is a right way and a wrong way. Barging thoughtlessly into combat is, more often than not, the latter.”

“Oh my god…what have i done?”

“Ah, another exciting night home for (name).”

“They’re dangerous objects,”

“Have you got a better plan?”

“Should my skills fail me, or ambition lead me astray do not seek retribution or revenge in my memory, but fight to continue the search for truth.”

“You would not believe the things I have seen, (name)”

“And what exactly will you be doing, might I ask?”

“Enjoy your studies. I’ll be out killing Templars.”

“I’m no criminal. I just do as I please.”

“Toss me my brass knuckles and point me to a good brawl.“

“What are you doing here?”

“ This decision is yours alone to make. Only do so quickly.”

"Because no one else will”

“Life is not a fairy tale and there are no happy endings”

“What`s true and what IS, aren’t always the same" 

“Alright, what do you need me to do?”

“Free-run your way through this little obstacle course.”

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   “Hayden sucks, I want everyone to know this.”

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think of it as a compliment. - mercy

   “I would rather not.” Her words come quiet but hold a degree of discontentment. The spindly strains of virus pull back from Nadia’s flesh as it retreats out of view once again, exhausted gaze leveling with the other’s. 

   “No one should admire what has been done to me.”

[bunchamemes]

NETFLIX’S DAREDEVIL | STARTERS contains s3 spoilers! send a prompt or send ✉ for a random starter. triggers apply.

if you wanna yell at me, go right ahead.

don’t ask me that. please.

stay in the bed. you’ll hurt yourself.

god doesn’t talk to me.

hey, first thing you have to do is take a breath, all right? everything’s gonna be okay.

sometimes, we get our asses kicked.

when’s the last time you slept?

i want you to tell me that i’m a bad person.

when someone in need tries to push you away, you have to find the strength to hold on tighter.

i was thinking that maybe i could come home for a little while.

(name) loves you like family. 

we need to talk.

god damn it. i’m such an idiot.

from – from the beginning.

go ahead and say it.

yikes.

that’s not proof. it won’t stick.

well, it’s just a backup plan.

they say the oldest memories stick around the longest.

think of it as a compliment. 

you’re a cold piece of work, aren’t you?

sometimes you and i have to hurt one person to save another.

if you say it was to protect me, i’m seriously gonna throw up.

you’ve had my back through all this? i don’t know how to thank you.

i’m sorry for scaring you.

you’re losing blood. i need to stitch you up.

shame on you.

how many fights have you been in this week?

yes. it’s offensive.

very christian of you.

is that a threat?

holy shit.

now it seems like all those conversations were just a goddamned lie.

love is the perfect prison.

not a bad plan, actually.

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i will die lonely, won’t i? i can feel it in my chest. i will die painfully alone.

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ousibuyunlu‌:

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“… Do I… Know…?”

She’s seen this Frame before. That aesthetic, the expression on the helmet– like a Nyx with her skin torn off, scowling at the cruelty of it all. It’s so familiar that it hurts, as though someone had just put a vice around her head and was slowly squeezing it, waiting for it to burst like a melon.

But this is so familiar…!

“… You were… There. Weren’t you…?”

   Nadia has found her perch within the Strata Relay, elbows on knees and forearms crossed, seated on a storage container. Tenno and people alike were all so common a sight, here. She enjoyed the tranquility that it brought. Though she had only ever known a few to approach with intent already in mind and not being a call for help. 

   “There?” Did they know each other? She has seen too many faces in that day alone to recall hers from the expansive sea of thousands. “Be more specific, Tenno.” 

   Her voice is like that of a Cephalon, rather digitized for being made of metal flesh. Nadia did not often find herself using it given a certain sense of loathing just how twisted it now sounded. It has been centuries since she had heard it otherwise, but the emotion had not deteriorated any.

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does it still count as murder if the other person was already dead to me

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soldierwatch‌:

response garners a soft curse from jack, obscenity laced with as much REPROACH as ANGER—conflicting emotions woven into his speech remain so even as he speaks into the commlink, addressing teams 4 & 5 to give the surrounding area a sweep.

his own priority, for the time being, is getting this girl to the safe point a couple blocks away— when he slips out of the alley in his start to GET THERE, it’s with expectancy that she’ll FOLLOW.

inquiry made earns, this time, a soft LAUGH, though the noise decidedly LACKS any real humor. back before overwatch, crammed in dilapidated shelter, nursing injuries & combatting anxieties, jack had once asked gabe the same thing—

                                              “ i think it’s best not to wonder. ”

in asking, jack had been seeking some ASSURANCE, like maybe an answer would reveal that the threat was WANING ; that their efforts were making a DIFFERENCE ; that for every LIFE they’d lost, the omnics lost TEN—

but the initial LOOK he’d gotten was nothing CLOSE to comforting ; what it WAS was elucidating. he’d found CLARITY in the answer reyes DIDN’T give : didn’t matter HOW MANY omnics there were, he couldn’t stop fighting until they were all taken out of commission, or a bullet took HIM out FIRST.

                            “ it’s not like KNOWING would make it any less daunting.                                                                     —stick close, okay ?”

   It may be best to not do so but that does not stop it from happening. Everything bad in the world could have the same said about them, yet here they are, in the middle of a war no one asked for. A gentle sigh screaming frustration slips out of Nadia when Jack gives the rest of his answer and she follows after him.

   Her meager weapon hangs loosely between fingers trained to handle such, the Commander was not the only soldier here. She had plenty of experience though not in a place where less was the expectancy of silent infiltration, and more so was the need to fight in the thick of it. This is exactly why she did not want to be anywhere near the chaos. 

   Though, chaos is exactly what they find. Just as they exit the alley do the ground trembling machines round the corner. They are quick to turn, barrels spinning in preparation to spit forth metal death. Nadia reaches out and grabs onto Morrison’s coat and urges him back with a strength unbefitting her size, just as heavy gunfire peppers where he’d been standing. 

   “I don’t know about you, but I’d say going that way isn’t a good idea.” A small humor that comes without a smile. “Hope you know another way out of here.”

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