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@ebony-nox
It's really awesome to see another https://m.fanfiction.net/s/6829556/1/My-Immortal inspired OC. I look forward to having awesome RP's with you.
Lol. You act like I don't know who you are, and I find this really pathetic that you feel the need to stalk every single one of my Tumblrs. Dude, get a life.
sentence prompts ➝ faking it
memecxllector:
❝This is our song!❞
❝You scare me; I like it.❞
❝Still hate you too, boo.❞
❝Not another fucking protest.❞
❝We’re faking it. Big time.❞
❝We are soulmates.❞
❝It was like kissing my sister.❞
❝What the fuck do you want?❞
❝ I thought the two of you were done. Why didn’t you tell me?❞
❝He’s all you ever talk about. You’re like a horny parrot.❞
❝Since when are you so open-minded?❞
❝How are we gonna explain to people you went blind last night?❞
❝You need to eat. You’re always bitchy when you’re hungry.❞
❝You get way too much pleasure torturing her.❞
❝I like the words coming out of your mouth.❞
❝They’re just nipples! Everybody has them.❞
❝Will you just shut the fuck up? I’m trying to empathize.❞
❝This isn’t gonna come out of my hair until I shower.❞
❝If only he were a vampire, he’d be perfect.❞
❝It’s not like I know how to stop being irresistable.❞
❝There’s a spark between us; you can’t deny it!❞
❝Well I saw the two of you dancing; you sure looked like a couple.❞
❝What a perfect night. I don’t know if I’ve ever been this happy.❞
❝Oh, God no. No, the incinerator is for special occasions only.❞
❝That must be why it felt wrong! I have too much integrity!❞
❝We hate high school during the day. I doubt we’d like it better at night after it’s been drinking.❞
❝What? Did you raid the drama club costume department?❞
❝This really isn’t a good time for constructive criticism.❞
❝Did you snort some meth this morning?❞
❝Oh, if you’re worried about my feelings there’s nothing to worry about. That’s ancient history.❞
❝Thank God she didn’t barge in five minutes ago when we were 69ing.❞
❝Who does that? Trashy women on reality TV, that’s who.❞
❝I asked for butch, not Matthew McConaughey from Magic Mike.❞
❝I’m already faking one relationship. If I’m going to have a real one, I want her to like me for me.❞
❝What can I say, I’m confused. I don’t know what I want.❞
❝You know what, I just realized my parents are getting a divorce and I no longer believe in love. Please excuse me.❞
❝I was worried you were gonna ask me to crawl back there and join you for a threesome.❞
❝First, my smile is genuine. Second, my diction is appropriate for the occasion, and third, I’m the one who dumped that piece of shit.❞
MUSE’S HANDWRITING! go ( here ) & pick out a font which resembles your muse’s handwriting the closest.
Tagged by: @rikelusshinra
Tagging: YOU.
Describe your muse's perfect date. [Supposed to be studying but bored oops] - [In detail pgun]
Ebony's perfect date would begin with a simple text message.
《 Meet me outside. 》 From there a walkthrough late-night streets, lit just enough by streetlights to still see the stars. Finding a perfect place to sit and gaze up at the stars for a bit. Deep talk. Not small talk. If someone opens up to her, she will open up to them as well. Tell her about your childhood, your dreams and ambitions, what makes you, you.
Later move on to finding somewhere or something to eat. It doesn't need to be fancy or costly. It's not the place that makes the date, it's the moment, the memory and more so importantly, the company. Laugh, have some fun. From there find somewhere high, whether it be on top of a building, house or in a tree. Look out across the city. Hold hands, lean against a shoulder and just... absorb the moment. Breath in, enjoy the scent of fresh air, maybe even the perfume or cologne they are wearing. Feel safe and comfortable at that moment.
Lastly, the walk home. Side to side, fingers intertwined. Silence. A moment to enjoy the final part, or what is believed to be. At the doorstep, a more in-depth thanks, embrace... maybe a kiss to the lips or cheek and part ways. They'll see each other tomorrow. From there... waking up in the morning to a good morning text filled with love, admiration and ready to start a new day.
RED : Declaration album … sentence starters
“I’ll never break.”
“Wait for the pain.”
“I’ll purify your soul.”
“Surrender, my prey.”
“I make the suffering.”
“Come when I call you.”
“Oh, am I the only one?”
“Leave it all behind you.”
“Am I insane, am I alive?”
“Just let it go, it isn’t real.”
“Oh, what’s another one?”
“Drown me with your lies.”
“Why was I scared of you?”
“We are fighting to survive.”
“I see you for what you are.”
“Burn away the broken lies.”
“I want to hear you scream.”
“Can you see inside of me?”
“I see you. Nowhere to hide.”
“No more lies, no more pain.”
“Come to me. Come with me.”
“Don’t make me come for you.”
“I lie awake, hopeless, insane.”
“I can’t control anything inside.”
“I gave more than I could give.”
“I loved more than I could hold.”
“Never know whose side it’s on.”
“You can’t forget the price I paid.”
“The fear is near, it starts to rise.”
“You can’t fight the war we made.”
“Why did I let you control my life?”
“You thought the worst was done.”
“You were gone, I paid your price.”
“You are the only one you’re saving.”
“I won’t stay here bleeding, suffering.”
“You know, some things don’t change.”
“I swear to God, it’s like I’m fading away.”
“This is who you are, a figment of yourself.”
“There’s nothing left, but, still, you’re taking.”
“I’m not gonna let you drag me back inside you.”
“I don’t remember falling, but still I hit the ground.”
“You don’t know what I am. You don’t hold the key.”
“The air feels heavier tonight. Something’s coming.”
“At least they make me feel like I’m not the only one.”
“But, sometimes, the buried comes crawling back to you.”
“I couldn’t see before that I was living for you. I did it all for you.”
“You made me what you wanted me to be. So, here I am, don’t look away from me.”
[ x ] @sadistic-second
Shaky fingers had reached up just enough to tap a brief melody on the window hoping to draw the Turk's attention, meanwhile, Ebony sunk further down just outside the window in case someone else was with him. Her body ached, her mind and heart both raced, one would think to be on the run meant avoiding anyone who held connections to ShinRa... yet, the redheaded Turk had been the first to come to her mind in her time of need. How long had she been gone, on the run? A month or two? Bruised, bloodied she waited, holding her breath when hearing someone approach the window from inside.
When it opened she let out a silent sigh of relief, her fingers digging into the wall more when Reno's voice greeted the night's chilled air. For a moment she felt fear, scared to move in case his reaction was to take her in for capture rather than help... but no matter her condition, she would fight- and most definitely escape if needed. But...
"It's me," Pale fingers reached up once more to the window's edge to pull herself up to reveal her face. Stained skin and wide eyes stared at him for a moment waiting for a reaction before pulling herself up more, "I... didn't know where else to go for the night and I knew this was your place."
Continue || @galaxyslayings
Arms wrapped around him, resting near his chest where her fingers gently clasped one another, while her legs remained on his sides as she remained firmly placed on his back in which she climbed. When he spoke she lazily turned her head to the side to look at the side of his face.
“Honestly, good question, not quite sure how to answer that. Could you?”
“ When will this go away? “
Get Scared || @amon-leclair
A deep breath was taken in, slow and steady while her gaze remained focused on something out in the distance. The sun’s final moments were in the sky, it was setting 3 hours early than it normally would, this would be due to the loss of yet, another Oracle. The way of the Astrals was playing out, and soon, the end would come for those of the Lucian family… and light would be restored. “In all due time, Amon, in all due time.” There was a moment where her eyes closed, but once they opened she looked to him, “Please, try to hold on a little while longer.” There was a bitterness she felt in the way fate was playing out for all when she looked to Amon. Why was it his path had to be paved like this?
Can you fight god?
“Okay, in that case, who is up?”
Stolen From: @the115project Tagging: @amon-leclair @dalmascasqueen @gunsandpuppies @ivory-paragon @imperialminister @missmindkiller @noctisme @rikelusshinra @sadistic-second @traitorous-brother @starscourged-immortal Honestly whoever because we all know these are fun.
“ If I could be the devil, you could be the sinner. “
Get Scared || @sadistic-second
“The title could fit you I suppose, though it would be an interesting role to see the sinner taking charge of the devil one way or another. But sure, let’s go with that, Devil.”
“ You pollute the room with a filthy tongue. “
Get Scared || @sadistic-second
There was a small huff that left Ebony’s lips, her voice had been soft, a whisper for the woman that had been beside her, yet, upon hearing an all too familiar voice speak to her a smirk had pulled to her lips. Where the raven-haired female once leaned against the wall for a casual talk she was now pushing herself off of it to take a few steps towards Reno. Once she stood in front of him, her gaze lifted to make eye contact with the man, “My tongue isn’t filthy, yet. Nice seeing you too, redhead.”
Get Scared Lyric Starters
“ My heart is breaking but there’s no use crying. “ ” You’re a mess tangled with your confidence. “ “ When will this change? “ “ Sticks and stones could break my bones. “ ” You think you haven’t sinned? “ “ I just wanna leave this place behind! “ “ But anything you say will only fuel my lungs. “ ” I think your better off looking alone. “ “ To sleep I gotta catch myself. “ “ If this is love I don’t wanna be loved. “ ” Well just look at what you’ve done. “ “ You left me high, you left me dry! “ “ You pollute the room with a filthy tongue. “ ” You never knew your mind was dark? “ “ You could be the corpse and I could be the killer. “ ” Come on and breathe with me. “ “ If I could be the devil, you could be the sinner. “ ” Dear Diary, life is trying me. “ “ You could be the drugs and I could be the dealer. “ ” How could this darker cloud make me stronger now? “ “ Everything you say is like music to my ears. “ “ When will this go away? “
Continue || @traitorous-brother
A frown had settled on her lips, those electric cerulean eyes remained fixated on him while his voice had touched her ears. It troubled her nonetheless to have to do this to anyone, including a Lucian. Her weapon was in one hand, the tip on the ground, scraping against the pavement as she took a few strides forward until she stood in front of him. Ebony reached out with her free hand, tenderly cupping beneath his chin to carefully lift his head up so her gaze could meet with his own. Where perhaps another would have stared so emptily at their victim, she showed emotion. True regret in what needed to be done.
"We are all playing our role amongst those who pull our strings, Somnus. Mortals, deities- whatever it may be, we are all puppets... I was simply doing what my path brought me to do. But..." Her fingers clenched around the hilt of her sword as she raised it behind her, tip now pointed at his chest, she remained frozen in this position for a moment longer, "I will go no further." The blade in hand, stolen from a soldier was dropped to the ground, clanking as it did so. "Tell me, how bad is the wound?"
Honestly, one thing, one small thing can lead to me doing this. So... here is Nick and Ebony aesthetic thing. @sicarjo
