❝ i hope you’ve been adjusting well. ❞
❝ i have been. thank you. ❞

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❝ i hope you’ve been adjusting well. ❞
❝ i have been. thank you. ❞
said the 6’5” tree
nor are we forgiven !
they will set your chest on fire and call it heartwarming, and you will thank them.
❛ monsters exist because they are part of the divine plan, and in the horrible features of those same monsters the power of the creator is revealed. ❜
❝ would you please pass me the red one. ❞
"there ought to be something very special about the boundary conditions of the universe and what can be more special than that there is no boundary?” ~ STEPHEN HAWKING
(image)
❛ i. this is the art of living with a TICKING HEART — a grenade you throw through the window to make a point language has no room for.
ii. he’s got battlefields in his bones ; his smiles are made of thunder — blinding, booming, brilliant. son of a king, KING OF THE WARS, war of a world, world on his heart. ares looks up and an empire falls — castles bleeding out ; soldier hearts blood-soaked and beat-beat-beating to the rhythm of the war drums as they pound out a story of death.
iii. i don’t know if they’ll always call you a king or if they’ll remember the onyx of your eyes but they’ll remember you were never afraid. even when you were scared to DEATH. ❜
this is what it means to be bellamy blake.
d e v o u r me; if you really think that you can stomach me.
”yes, i got word that i would be receiving a new partner today.” was it some sick joke that the higher ups were playing here? had k not done everything they asked of them? had k not turned in hundreds of instigators? had k not forsaken their friends, betrayed the bonds they weaved with those of his kind; had they not done everything the higher ups had asked of them ??????
k had been a fool to think they’d hold up their end of the bargain. for such a smart creature, they had been such a fool. and now they were sending a brand new and improved micah to them. factory settings and ready to do their bidding with ease. and all k could do was play along. for all their struggling they would always just be puppets.
it more than likely is. it's been proven over and over again that they couldn't care less about what their creations feel; and even more, they're not suppose to have wants. micah could hardly even express an opinion if they were asked to they know nothing more first hand than that apartment, and this assignment. it's all that matters in the world, it would seem.
❝ my data is ... screwed up. something is wrong with it. i'm not getting a proper readout. can you give me. the details. of all that's happening, to the best of your ability. ❞
❝ i brought it because you like the taste. we both do. ❞
oh shit. this isn’t good. she has to sit down, gaze glued to the floor.
❝ who are you looking for ? ❞
❝ i don't ------ ❞
they stop. it feels. unnecessary.
❝ kiyoshi kurosawa. do you know them? we're --- i'm --- i'm not sure exactly. but i know i'm suppose to meet them. ❞
kiyoshi. kiyoshi. it takes so much not to fall to their knees because with something as simple as that they already know.
— expecting it? yes. they knew this was coming. ready? not even close; no amount of experience, no amount of age, no amount of knowledge could prepare k for this. they know because they tried and still it feels like they’re choking on breath that they don’t need and they feel blood burning that does not truly burn and the words do not come where there should be. everything is upside down. and nothing makes sense even when it all does.
❝ you’re micah hoover, yeah? ❞
SPOUSE. PARTNER. FRIEND.
but they won’t remember that anymore, will they? and it’s all your fault……
they don't know how such small words could cause such pain ( but they have no idea that any pain is even there. micah hears nothing but simple words. ) they look past the other, they look through the other; it's just a job. just another partner. the first of many. there is nothing to be felt.
❝ that's right. were you expecting me? ❞
"running."
❝ why's that. ❞
infated:
❝ yes… i brought some food. for you. ❞
her brows narrow as she steps further into the house, eyes looking them over carefully. something isn’t right. of course something isn’t right. micah said they were in trouble. she knew they were in trouble.
❝ what’s going on ? ❞
VALENTINE GREY. INSTIGATOR.
❝ you know we have no need for basic nutrition. i'm looking for someone. ❞
they think. everything seems a little fogging at the moment, so much so that they can't get a clear picture of anything. the most basic details seem off. skewed.