bella notte. @dissolvendae-a - Tumblr Blog

well, i’ve decided i’m going to move blogs since unfollowing 4000+ is gonna be too much of a hassle for me. a fresh start seems rather nice anyway. i will, however, be archiving this blog in the meantime since i have too many good memories here. until then, i can’t wait to see what new adventures await us!

**EDIT**

yes, i’m going to have blake keep her memories from citta

same goes for whichever other muses i decide to bring which i currently have here

i luv u all

#( finally i can organize my blog properly oogh )

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taureaus:

At the offer, he initially does not seem to acknowledge it. Eyes staring her down behind the mask. But then he starts forward again, and with a powerful thrust, shoves Wilt and Blush into the sand. A tomb for his blade, until that too drifts away with the wind. He takes the drink, holding it almost quizzically.

And then he removes the visor, tossing it into the sand alongside his weapon. Golden eyes revealed, skin around them laced with scars. “ I’m trying to understand, Blake. I really am. But I haven’t been able to figure it out yet. ” Words slip into a frustrated tone. “ How you could find happiness with them. ”

It had been so long since she’s seen those eyes. They used to be filled with such passion and enamor, honey-colored hues to which she sought comfort in once upon a time. But now, as she stares longer and longer, the unfamiliarity hits her with little to no shock. They were not the same eyes of the one she once called her family.

They had lost their spark along the way, and instead had been flooded with a desire for vengeance.

A look of spite through and through.

“... I could go on forever as to why they make me happy. Though I suppose the main reason they do is because... Because they have shown me what it’s really like to be accepted-- to have real friends, and to be loved in a way I never thought I could be loved. They do not judge, and they haven’t... They haven’t hurt me.” Blake swallows dryly, digging her nails into her arms out of anxiety. The familiar ache of tears begins to well up in her eyes, yet she dares not show such weakness.

Certainly not while confronting him.

“Unlike...”

You.

But she cannot bring herself to say it. Even now.

taureaus:

A twinge, a pulse of anger rattles his bones. Maybe Blake can identify it. The subtle hardening of his face. Mouth opening in an inhale, partially baring his canines. He stays it. What’s the point? It’s the end of the fucking world. “ What else should I tell you, Blake? ” His voice is eerily steady. Irate, yes, but not dangerously so.

“ I don’t have to worry about purging the ones who would subdue us any longer. ” Gestures around the area with the broad sweep of his hand. “ The world is taking care of that on my behalf. ”

Certainly a look she knew all too well. It does not go ignored on her own accord, though she does not react to it either. There was not much else for either of them to do in the end of it all.

Nothing to save, and nothing to destroy.

“So it is.”

A pause, looking behind her for only a moment. Might as well not let it go to waste. She glances at him once more, looking to her drink again before picking it up. It was still a bit frosty; enough for one person to enjoy.

She takes a sip before offering the rest to him.

“Congratulations.”

taureaus:

The edge of his lip curls upward at the sight of those humans, despicable, carefree, ignorant to everything except their own struggles. He forces his gaze back to Blake. Fingers curling into a loose fist, then stretching out. He steps forward. “ Maybe this is what had to be done. Eliminate everything, to save a world beyond salvation. ” A pause. “ Even you were tainted, in the end. ” He looks off. “ My only regret is that I couldn’t save you. ”

He moves forward, yet she does not flinch. She has grown past that-- grown far beyond the expectations of many. For the best... and perhaps for the worst, depending on who she had been up against. The latter had been appropriate for this certain situation. Blake’s head tilts a bit upward to keep her eyes on him, face twisting into a pout before breathing a huff through her nose.

Tainted. Right.

“I hate to disappoint you, but there is nothing I need to be saved from. Not from my friends, not from my family... Not from the path I chose which strayed away from your own.” Just as stubborn as ever.

“For your own sake, don’t waste your energy on me anymore, Adam. I’m sure you can find more regrets than just that.”

taureaus:

He ignores the first comment. Not giving any ground, but his imposing form refuses to budge backwards, as well. “ Are you too good to talk with your own kind now, Blake? Can’t we have a simple conversation? ” A pause before he lifts his head to a playful scene of indulgence. Citizens playing and laughing with each other as the world crumbles.

“ I came to say goodbye. ”

She is only silent for a few moments. Not much to think about, truthfully. Only say what is on her mind.

“... Of course we can.”

It was strange. How her voice softened perhaps a bit too impulsively; the civility between them had been complete foreign territory. Lazily her head tilts to the side, allowing her body to relax as well. Perhaps it was a mistake. A foolish, optimistic mistake to let her guard down.

But hey. What does she have to lose?

“Goodbye, hm?”

taureaus:

“ What’s with the look on your face, Blake? ” A pause. Long and stiff, heavyset frown unmoving. “ You would think that a stranger is standing in front of you. Not the one who would have given anything for you. Not me. ”

“... Not the man I once knew-- who I thought I knew.” A sigh, eyes trailing to his blade for a moment before gazing at him once more, arms folding in a nonchalant manner.

“Why are you here.”

#( truly a masterpiece )

taureaus:

A figure glitches into existence a few feet behind her. It seems purposeful; he’s watching from the second he sputters in, but he makes no sudden movement. Even with blade in hand, he is idle. Until he inhales, and calls a name. “ Blake. ”

Talk about short lived.

An ear twitches when her name is called by a familiar voice. It grates against her insides, causing a chill to prickle down her spine as he does so. For a moment she believes it to be her mind playing tricks on her... Something that hasn’t happened in quite a while.

She wishes her eyes deceived her when she turned to the looming figure behind her.

Blake stands to her feet with caution as she settles her drink beside her, swallowing thickly while keeping her eye on him. There was no way... There should not have been any way.

But lo and behold.

He was there.