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Indie and Semi selective Jyn Erso from Rogue One. ||Mun and muse 21+. NSFW will be tagged|| Started 22/12/2016||

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blce-stripe {Vibes.}

     The clone smirked, taking a moment to circle his ‘foe’, gathering the best start of attack, if it could be called that. It’d be a cruel trick if he came from behind. Then again, other’s may not be as kind.

     As soon has he’d formulated his thoughts, Vibes made a rapid move. As if it were some sort of magnetic attraction, he made a sweeping swipe at Jyn’s knees. The strike wasn’t intended to do harm, but he’d certainly made sure it was just enough force to hopefully weaken her stance.

    His attack does what it’s intended to but Jyn recovers quickly.  She steps away, squares up with Vibes and takes aim for his face.  A basic attack, not  meant for anything other then to make him comfortable.  She wouldn’t go for  his weak spots.  That would be too easy for Vibes.  

  Of course, he might take her out.  He was capable of surprising her, even if she had pointed out a weak spot.  Surely he had a frw tricks up his sleeve too!

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blce-stripe {Vibes.}

     “Of course, of course. It’s weak point.” 

     Naturally. It was an easy and fragile target. They were also points that never received enough attention. One proper hit could down even the largest of foes. That was a note he’d be certain to stay aware of. He’d been so used to fighting machines. They were predictable. But times had changed and so had the enemy. Humans were much less easy to read.

     Vibes took another stance, prepped for another go. “Alright, let’s try this again.”

    She nods, ready for it.  She’s a bit of a dirty fighter, she has to admit that. But she’s not so tall or as well built as others might be and she needs every trick up her sleeve if she wants to win.  But this is just a play match, sparring between two people to better themselves.  Jyn doesn’t have to pull out all the stops here.

    “I’m ready when you are.”

  Jyn takes a stance in response to his movements, prepared.  

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blce-stripe  (Vibes.)

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     The frustration had kicked into overdrive. He knew very well what his abilities were and what he should have been capable of. Yet it all seemed to be escaping him. It was such a basic move. The only thing that she was doing was attempting to correct for his error. An error that he really should not have been making. His only defense was becoming bitter about it.

     Fiery eyes suddenly cooled when the clone realized that he’d overstepped himself. 

     “I’m sorry. I understand you’re simply trying to help. It’s not fair of me to get frustrated with you over my own mistakes.” Vibes shook his head, as if he was trying to empty out the negativity. “Now what was the issue you saw again?”

    Jyn is able to remain calm but understands his frustration.  She’s been in  his place, frustrated with something small.  The biggest difference is she lashed out in anger at her trainer.  She could only be thankful that he didn’t act like a  younger version of herself.  That he was able to deal with his emotions in a  mature manner.

  In turn, she offers a small smile. 

    “You have to watch you knees. I could use my baton to take you out.”

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  Coming back has been a little difficult so what I’m going to do is drop all current threads.  It’s hard to come back to them after such a long time.  But this also means I’m open to doing new threads! 

So HMU for stuff

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❝ don’t look at me like that. ❞

AMERICAN GODS SENTENCE STARTERS  ||X||    @stardustmother

    “But mother!”

  The small child protested, holding up the doll in her hands.  She desperately wanted it, thinking it would be a good friend for her stormtrooper.  But first shehad to convince her mother that to buy it for her.

    “Please! I need it!”

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❝ I represent FAILURE to you ? ❞

AMERICAN GODS SENTENCE STARTERS  ||X||    @blce-stripe

    “I think you misunderstood my statement.”

  Jyn responds in a cool manner.  She hadn’t meant for him to take it like that.She was merely offering some advice to help improve his hand to hand combat.Had she come off as rude?  

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Sorry I haven't been up for RP, I just have no muse for it right now.

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Two rebels with a cause

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Cassian’s Nightmare

word count; 552

warnings; mild gore, body horror

authors note; just a small fic

They all start the same.  An empty room, concrete walls and shoty lighting.  A familiar sight of a lone chair in the center, an interrogation room.  He's been in the chair before, been the one tormenting the prisoner.  It simply became a part of his life, part of what he did.  The rebellion couldn't be all idealistic and dreamy all the time.  They had to get their hands dirty too.  That was war and war was not a kind thing.

 But there's someone in the chair, bound tightly, head covered with a bag.  They're breathing, slow and labored.  And something is pulling at Cassian, telling him to uncover the figure before him.  Like it will somehow reveal something important.  Would it?  His hand hovers inches away from the figure, beginning to shake.  Why was this so difficult?  It would be another face from his past. It always is and he shouldn't be surprised.

He reaches and grabs the bag, the figure suddenly turning into nothing but a puddle of blood.  The room fills with smoke, the smell of burning hair and flesh.  There's sand beneath his feet.  What was this?  Where was he now?  He stumbles around, tripping over the bodies that seemed to be littered around him.  He knows them all, people from his past, people who have died on him and people he's killed.  Their bodies are twisted and burned..  Disfigured husks of who they once were.  But they're not dead anymore.  They're moaning, crawling towards him.

“Why did you let us die?”

“Why did you kill us?”

They call out to him in pain stricken voices.  Some are just gargling blood.  A few are screaming.  They want him to join him, become just like them.  Cold and dead.  Something no one can recognize.  A body to be discarded and tossed into space unless he died on some force forskan battlefield.  Cassian turns his body, moving too slow, why is he always so slow?  But he manages to turn and starts to run.  He runs as fast as possibly can, away from the carnage of the dream battlefield.  

And Cassian runs until his lungs burn and his legs give out from underneath him.  He stumbles, collapsing, next to the water.  Water and sand.  He looks up and sees the Imperial tower from Scarif.  He was back on Scarif but he was alone.  Nothing but the soft breeze and the rustle of leaves.  How often had he dreamed of Scarif?  But there was always the others with him, Jyn was with him.  But no, it was just him as the horizon came towards him.  An inferno of broken earth that he cannot evade or escape.  All he can do is watch it as it comes closer and closer.  Cassian simply opens his arms, accepting it.  He feels his skin blister and burn, slowly melting away from the bone.

Cassian jerks awake, breathing heavy and covered in sweat.  He sits up, looking to his side.  Jyn is there, sound asleep.  She looks peaceful and it helps to put his mind at ease.

“It's just a dream,” he tells himself, “Just a dream.”

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by Alexey Kot

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AMERICAN GODS SENTENCE STARTERS

episode four - git gone

❝ d’ya mind ? ❞

❝ best drinks have self defining names. you order a manhattan, god knows what you’re gonna get, but you order a gin and tonic, a jack and coke, it’s not just a name. it’s a command. ❞

❝ how long you’ve been working here for ? ❞

❝ ooh, that’s bad luck. ❞

❝ don’t do it. ❞

❝ i was waiting for you. ❞

❝ why’d you help me ? ❞

❝ you’re really not very good at this; i saw you coming a mile off. ❞

❝ are you trying to recruit me ? ❞

❝ you could be a world class thief. ❞

❝ you look like you could get anything you want just by asking for it. ❞

❝ what d’ya say, huh ? ❞

❝ hang on a minute. i’m sorry. ❞

❝ i owe you one. i feel beholden. ❞

❝ let me buy you a drink. ❞

❝ let’s go somewhere. ❞

❝ so you are a thief. ❞

❝ the weak spot, see ––– all you need is one. and it’s usually people’s attention. ❞

❝ show me. ❞

❝ oh, god. ten years, and [ … ] has NEVER looked at me like that. ❞

❝ there’s a lesson in there somewhere. ❞

❝ my grandma always had cats. she said that they could see ghosts when we can’t, and warn you of thieves. ❞

❝ do you ever worry about what will happen if you keep stealing ? ❞

❝ do you believe in the afterlife ? ❞

❝ all i know is there’s more than i know. ❞

❝ yeah, i think that might sound wiser than it is. ❞

❝ when you die, you rot. it’s a fixed system. physics doesn’t take sundays off. ❞

❝ my parents believed in everything. father, son, holy ghost, spirit filled and full of the light of god. they taught me all of it, chapter and verse. ❞

❝ i went to bed every night in a world full of magic where anything was possible. ❞

❝ it’s like everything that made the world anything more than what it is is just –– stories. like snake oil. but worse, because snakes are real. ❞

❝ i wanted to get that magic back so bad, but one day i just accepted the fact that i couldn’t, because life is just not that interesting. ❞

❝ don’t look at me like that. ❞

❝ the fun is just getting started. ❞

❝ i could teach you to fight. ❞

❝ hey, you want coffee ? ❞

❝ are we pregnant ? ❞

❝ what i’m about to say may sound irrational to you, but i have all sorts of rational reasons for saying it, and doing it. ❞

❝ say it, and we’ll talk about whether or not you should do it. ❞

❝ are we … discussing this, or are you telling ? ❞

❝ there’s some wiggle room. ❞

❝ are you unhappy ? because i’m happy, okay, you make me happy. ❞

❝ yes, i see that you’re happy. from this side of it. the wrong side of it. and i think maybe i resent not being happy. not resent you, just … resent. ❞

❝ do you still love me ? ❞

❝ we are like a history book. we’re established fact. we don’t change. ❞

❝ i represent FAILURE to you ? ❞

❝ i can take it. if you’re on the other side. i can make it if you can. can you wait for me ? ❞

❝ just glad that i could be here to help you, you know ? ❞

❝ hey, don’t stay here alone tonight. ❞

❝ why did you say that ? ❞

❝ come on, [ … ] , say what you mean. ❞

❝ last night was a one time thing. you were there. and thank you, but we’re not doing this. we did this. and now it’s done. ❞

❝ you don’t love him. not the way he loves you. ❞

❝ is that all this was ? just fun ? ❞

❝ are you saying no ? ❞

❝ i lived my life, good and bad. definitely not light as a feather. ❞

❝ in life, you believed in nothing, so you will go to nothing. you will be done. ❞

❝ there is nowhere else for you to be. ❞

❝ tears have fallen for you. ❞

❝ do i get a say in this ? ❞

❝ death is not a debate. ❞

❝ how many do you think have come before you, all with promises and threads and offers of gold, glory, love ? who are you to misguide me from my duty ? ❞

❝ you are but a man, not even one i should remember. ❞

❝ i’m gonna come in now. i’m gonna come in now, okay ? ❞

❝ is this a haunting ? are you haunting me ? ❞

❝ does [ … ] know ? ❞

❝ i’m a vulgar woman. anger and grief have just really made me vulgar. ❞

❝ god, you know, i should thank you. it’s so much easier grieving someone when you’re glad they’re dead. ❞

❝ oh, fuck your feelings. ❞

❝ everybody has feelings, everybody cares about what they feel. i don’t care about what you feel. i care about what you think. what do you think about what you did ? ❞

❝ what was your big lie, [ … ] ? ❞

❝ i love [ … ] … loved [ … ]. love [ … ]. i love [ … ]. (s)he’s the light of my life. ❞

❝ you, i remember. ❞

❝ there is nothing i can do to lighten your heavy heart. ❞

❝ your heavy heart sank you like a stone, right back where you last left off. ❞

❝ was it love ? ❞

❝ love will always have you at a disadvantage. ❞

❝ many is the man who would take any version of his lost love rather than leave his love lost. ❞

❝ (s)he/they will say thank you to whichever god has sent you back to him/her/them. ❞

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Send ➺to find my muse badly wounded and bleeding after a battle.

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