this is gospel

for the fallen ones multimuse. indie. semi private. written by skylar.

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petrichoriisms:

              ❝ told you he’d cure your cancer and make you better than before?  yeah, i’d tell him to fuck off, too. ❞  another small smile, a teasing tone to her words.  honestly, though, she would have probably done the same, not believing him one bit  —  the doctors told her that hers couldn’t be cured, then having some man tell her otherwise?  right, because THAT was likely.  brows knitting together, the brunette scrunched her nose, thinking about it  ;;  she didn’t want to hurt her family, but she was going to die anyways, so why not have them remember her like this?   ❝ you don’t think he’s actually right, do you?  you think they’re keeping a cure away from the mainstream, hidden in this…  this government program?  it sounds almost like a conspiracy theory  —  but I could believe it. ❞  then his words, an actual laugh, a coughing fit cutting it short.   ❝ i have a feeling you look better in tights than me, you can be robin. ❞

            wades glad she can agree with his actions towards the shady recruitment man, even if it is in a teasing tone. honestly , you'd think they'd get someone with a friendlier face in that department. it's her question that makes him go silent for a moment. does he think their right? that they could possibly cure him of the cancer lighting up his whole body? he doesn't really have a choice at this point but to give it a shot. if he keeps going like this -- vanessa will watch him die. and he can't have that. no. she wasn't going to remember him like this. he wouldn't let her. " i... i don't know at this point. but i really don't have a choice do i? besides , it wouldn't be the craziest thing to happen. the governments shady as hell , who knows what shit they hide? it wouldn't be a surprise if they wanted my skills at their disposal in return for my health. " his eyes trail to the needle in his skin , making a fist and squeezing just to watch the blood come through and sink back before he looks back at the girl and laughes as well. " me? in tights? YEAH , RIGHT. " he shakes his head and gives her abit of a smile. " plus , robins the smaller one. i'm far too big to do the moves he does. " a hand wraps around a glass of water , bringing it out for her to take from him. " take a sip , I can tell your throat is getting dry again. "

[younggvns]

        “why has it been awkward?” maikel asked, cocking his head a little as he was genuinely curious about what happened. not that he really knew eric, nor his friends. ofcourse that would change as they were sitting down now but still. he smiles, imitating eric’s movement before taking a swig, not wanting to down it just yet. “honestly, not complaining you rather choose to sit with me then them.’” he mumble, smiling as he placed his hand on eric’s thigh.

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            eric licks over his lips and settles back against the seat , shifting under maikels hand so he could get just abit closer. " well, the red head that was next to the one in the sunglasses? we just broke up about a week ago. it , uh , it was kind of one of those things where it wasn't exactly messy but everyone knows everything and we can't get past it. " he lets out abit of a breath and let's a finger trace the rim of his beer before he continues , giving a bit of a smile again. " probably would have sat with you , even if it wasn't awkward though. you're pretty cool , so..."

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spiderbiteblues:

  “SHHH!.. ” Peter’s hands immediately flail to Wade’s mask, not-so-gently clamping Deadpool’s jaw closed before he attracts any attention.  "Shush!“  He pleads, glancing over his shoulder.  The halls remain quiet.  He heaves a sigh of relief and lets go. “Okay, I should probably apologize for that. I’ve set my own dislocated joints dozens of times before, but when it comes to shoving someone else’s broken arm-bone back into their bloody shoulder cavity, I guess I’m a bit under-practiced.”   He’d sound more guilty about it but.. come on, it’s Deadpool.  Social niceties could take a backseat to surviving if it meant not dying holed up in an abandoned building with no one but the regenerating degenerate left to tell the tale.

          One of Wades eyes widens in surprise at the hand coming ( hehe !! ) over his mouth , while the other stays squinted shut from the pain. It creates an odd wrinkle in the mask but it sure as hell shuts him up. Well , for a few seconds atleast. He actually goes to say something once Peters hand leaves his mouth , but the other beats him to it. ( Probably for the best too. ) Once Peters done though , he doesn't hesitate to take his turn in the conversation. " Abit under practiced? Try a lot . You could learn a thing or two from Bob , you know -- Actually , no. I'm going to teach you a thing or two. Be ready to learn how to shove all my bones in all the right places sometime this weekend. " Wade stops himself to shift against the wall on his uninjured arm so the healing process doesn't get messed up. " You've got about a minute to straighten it up if it needs to be before we have to start all over. " The merc turns his head to look at the spider. " Help the damsel in distress and give it a kiss too? " The smirk laying underneath his mask shows he's just trying to get a reaction and doesn't actually mean it.

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miscxhearts:

Xavier felt like he was losing everything. His cat had died, he lost the big part in the year-end recital, and now Eric was dumping him. He was now losing his best friend and boyfriend. He felt suffocated in the vehicle. He wanted to get out of the car. He knew that Eric was telling the truth, but his brain was finding a way to put the blame on himself. “I…I can’t be here right now” was all he could say before opening the door and getting out of the car, slamming it behind him. It was fair to say Xavier didn’t know where he was, but that wasn’t going to stop him from walking away from Eric. 

                It took Eric a moment to process that Xavier had gotten out of the car but as soon as he did , his hand was on the car handle and pushing the door open for him to follow. Long lanky legs nearly tripped over themselves as he tried to catch up. " Xavier --- wait , come on -- get back in the car. You'll freeze out here. " Eric spoke up , genuinely worried the other wasn't properly covered to deal with the weather outside. " I know you probably don't want to see me right now for just kind of dropping this on you but -- I can take you home if you want me to. " He reached out to set a hand on the others shoulder. " Please just -- God , this is not how I meant for this to go. Xavier , I love you but this is what's best --" The three words slipped out before he stopped them , saying them as if they'd been said before a million times but in reality only existed then in that moment.

[alteanqueen-deactivated20170129]

angst starters

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alteanheiress:

“Get away from me!”

“I’m not leaving you.”

“Go. Just… go.”

“There’s so much blood.”

“They turned me into this.”

“I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe.”

“Traitor!”

“I just want to go home…”

“They’re — they’re gone! They left us and they’re gone!”

“If I don’t make it out of here…”

“I didn’t think it would hurt this much…”

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

“This is my fault.”

“Don’t close your eyes. Don’t leave me.”

“How could you do this?”

“I’m a monster. That’s all I ever have been.”

“Did you know all this time?”

“I can’t… I can’t… I can’t see.”

“I’m doing this for you.”

“Please don’t go.”

“You’re my best friend. I can’t leave you.”

“You… you were lying this entire time.”

“Everyone leaves in the end. They come, and they go. They all go…”

“You promised! You promised you’d stay!”

“You’re just going to give up?”

“Can you see me?”

“This is my responsibility.”

“I’m not just going to stand by while you destroy everything.”

“If one of us has to live, I’d rather it was you.”

“I’ve been lying to you.”

“I never want to see you again!”

“Trust me. One last time.”

“If we go down, we go together, okay?”

“I’m not going to abandon you! Not when you’re like this!”

“You’ve damned us all.”

“I… I have to go.”

“I can’t lose you again!”

“I’ve always known you would become a monster.”

“I’m giving up.”

[younggvns]

         “don’t you wanna hang out with your buddies?” he asks, leaning against the bar for a moment - only to be pushed the two beers in his hand seconds after. maikel had this way of paying afterwards, or not. whatever he felt like doing. again he headed out to the seats trough the busy crowd. “these places are a bit more quiet.” maikel spoke as soon as they stepped into the ‘booth’, taking a seat at the table before handing over their glass.

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             eric let's out a little breath of air , not even heard over the noise around them , but shakes his head gently as he speaks up. " to be honest , not really. it's been abit... awkward between the group for the past little while. " he admitted , scratching the back of his neck shyly. " rather sit back and have a drink with you than deal with that. " eric sits next to maikel , keeping close even though it's not as loud as before , and gives a smile as he gives him the glass. " thanks. " he holds the glass up in a sort of cheers before he takes a rather large gulp to let himself loosen up abit.

[shitpostempire]

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// wasn't on today because I had to finish up an art project that's due tomorrow and it took me like way too long and I was way too tired so replies tomorrow x

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nickname: Skylar ( usually just go by my first name but I’ve had my friends call me Sky , Skylar225 (inside Pokémon go joke ask me about it sometime) , Loki and Lesbano ( pronounced les-BAH-no ) ) 
star sign: cancer 
height: 5′3 ( my poor legs work overtime with my friends ) 
time right now: 2:58 am 
favorite music artist: any of the 1D /5SOS guys are my babies. other than that Mary lambert ( such a crush on her ) 
song stuck in your head: the good , the bad and the dirty by panic!at the disco 
last movie watched: Deadpool tbh 
last tv show watched: Steven Universe !! but the last show I completed was Psych I believe. 
when did you create your blog: a week ago ( insert lame vine meme ) 
 what kind of stuff do you post: mostly my rp threads , musings and you’ll find I shit post ooc when I’m fucked sometimes 
do you have any other blogs: okay I literally have so many other rp blogs it’s not funny but they are all inactive as I moved here ( just to make my life easier) but my first rp blog on here was like five years ago and I played Jonathan crane!! I also played Tommy Shepherd for a long time , as he’s my fave. My main is @mvkeclemmings tho 
why did you choose your URL: I literally just tried to find a name that was ‘aesthetic’ and I was listening to the piano version of this is gospel so here we are 
hogwarts house: Slytherpuff ( that’s right bitch I’m bOTH although lately I’ve leaned more towards Slytherin ) 
pokemon team: valor 
favorite color: orangeeeeeeeee 
average hours of sleep: look I either get two hours or like tweleve hours there’s no inbetween
 lucky Number: 8 
how many blankets do you sleep with: one under me ( it’s a weird thing idk ) , one on top ( sometimes two ) and one on the side for my cat to lay on 
dream Job: forensic psychologist 
following: 4,345 ( I've had my main for awhile and I tend to follow easily plus I follow back all my side rp blog followers so that added up over time ) 
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sxnofthedragon:

Scorpius actually smirks and lets out a slight chuckle at Wade’s words; Yet something seems off about them.  “Stop fucking with me, Wilson. You’re acting as if you don’t actually know me.”

             " WHOA , WHOA , WHOA -- language! "

Wade holds a hand up at the other as he speaks, though he's quietly proud of his joke being a success. Shifting in his place , the man let's out a breath.

        " Do we ever really know someone? I mean , I barely know myself. " The merc says , pointing his finger as if he's making some kind of valid point when really he's just going on about nothing. But what else is new? " How do I know you aren't secretly a UFO? Hm? " Wade leans back in his chair to kick up his feet.

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petrichoriisms:

                  she knows too well.  everyone was giving her less than a year, yet her parents still believed she would be okay, her friends pretended she was healthy even though it was AWKWARD as hell to hang out with them now, barely able to have much strength for ANYTHING.  eyes watching him, brows furrow slightly, unsure of what other treatments might be out there  ( although she’s curious as hell to know ).   ❝ i want to leave. ❞  if he wasn’t going to say it, then she was.  teeth press down on the inside of her cheek, her own gaze falling to the pale hands in her lap.   ❝ i don’t want everyone to watch me die.  to look at me every day and whisper among themselves, wondering when i’m gonna FINALLY do it. ❞  she’s frowning, leaning back against the bed and pulling up the blankets, almost wanting to hide from the truth.   ❝ i don’t want their last memories of me being here. you…  you know a way out? ❞

              seems they had the same idea then. good to know he’s not the only one with this on his mind. his cancer infected mind. a moment of silence. even if he didn’t go through with it , he should atleast give her the chance. “ few days ago a guy told me he could cure my cancer. never went into specifics on exactly how. said he could make me better than I was before even. told him to fuck off basically. ” wade explained and looked over to the girl. “ i’ve been reconsidering his offer… ” he admitted , a hint of guilt laying in his tired eyes. “ if you’re serious about wanting to leave… they were looking for more people like me. i don’t know what they do exactly but – it seemed like a government run program by the way he was talking about it. also mentioned some shit about being a superhero , if you're up for it. " abit of a smile comes on. " could make a kickass robin , you know. "

[pwtience]

[wlw]

someone: *genuinely cares about my self-destructive ass*

me:

[rlaph-deactivated20140921]

[javierbardem]

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petrichoriisms:

        ❝ i would hope it’s better  —  i pride myself on my CLEVERNESS and dry humor.  would hate to know that i’ve built my self-confidence on lies. ❞  again, another laugh would’ve rung out, but she just has a hint of a smile instead.  she doesn’t want to lose herself to the pain, but delia knows it’s happening  ;;  she can’t fight against it.  glancing over, a frown tugs at her lips, staying there until she tries to come up with some smart comment.   ❝ well…  if there’s anything good coming from this, it’s that i’m now OKAY dying  —  and you?  think you’ll be able to deal with anything after this? ❞  she can’t be fully honest, she can’t say she’s terrified, she can’t accept any sort of comfort  ;;  she never could.

               the hint of a smile gives wade a sense of warmth. he knows it’s hard to pull one together when everything seems to be falling apart. god, does he know. wade has a good feeling she’s lying when she says she’s okay dying. he shifts in his seat though at her counter-question. he can barely deal with things NOW. “ i actually think i’m going to look at – uh – OTHER treatments. ” he admitted and rested his head back to look up at the ceiling. " chemo isn't doing anything for me and i'm getting worse by the day... " his eyes flicker to the other beside him. " watching vanessa try to fix this -- me -- hurts a hell of a lot more than the cancer. " a sigh leaves his lips as he stares off again. " i don't want her to remember me like this. " he's beating around the bush. leaving. He should just say it. for some reason it just won't come out though.

[younggvns]

       he didn’t know actually. maikel was just the best at reading faces by whatever conversation he was having and considering the other’s eyes fell onto his friends as soon as he has asked about the other not wanting to kiss him, he had his thoughts. a final smile appears on his face before he moves away from them, leading the way to the bar - already holding up his fingers for the bartender to see them coming his way. “i want two beers, buddy!! ”

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               eric let's his long lanky legs follow behind the other , sticking pretty close in an attempt not to lose him in the crowd of people. it's the weekend , he's not surprised it's busy. glancing around , eric notices a corner booth empty and nudges maikel lightly to get his attention. " want to go take a seat over there when we get our drinks? " he asks , hoping he agrees so they can move away from the speakers and he can actually get to know him abit. avoiding his friends may be a good reason as well. afterall him and donna just ended things and it was awkward enough as it was.