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independent original character. selective. written by brittany please read rules before interaction. that's all i ask.

[plainborn-a]

                      ❝ hey demons. it’s me, ya’ girl. ❞

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` ‹ suriel ›

She’s smiling and that’s enough at least for now. It’s good enough to make his heart flutter. He will probably spend the rest of the night trying to make it up for her; telling her half-truths and stories she might not believe, have her punch his shoulder at least five times throughout one of his stories. After all, he had to tell her why he was gone for so long and how he considered a miracle the fact he even remembered anything that happened between them (though, truth be told his memory was still hazy when it came to some details and he hoped spending time with her he’d be able to fill the holes).

“Sappy bird trademarked,” he stated proudly. “That’s one hell of a title, I accept the responsibility it carries with itself. So… how much did I miss out? Any important events from your life? First ray of sunshine resting on your skin in the morning? Your first storm this summer? What else?” He’s really trying to prolong the moment before his story now; he’s not quite prepared to admit how bad of a summer it was for him.

his enthusiasm had earned a quiet chortle from her. in reality, she felt like the sappy one for feeling so content in this position. if someone had told her in the past that she would be this relaxed sat atop a man’s lap, well — not only would she not believe them, but her cheeks would have turned a crimson hue. her thumbs brushed over the skin of his jaw, enjoying how COOL he felt beneath her touch. blue hues flickered all along his features. she had noticed his looks began to blur quite a bit within her memory after not seeing him for so long. (a mental note to herself, take more pictures )

❛ the sun hitting my skin in the morning is an important event to you ? ❜ her stare that had been taking him in softened. and here she thought she couldn’t get any MORE soft with him. ❛ my summer was boring, way too hot. i spent most of it in the air conditioner. what about you ? where did you go ? ❜

[czernobuh-deactivated20180127]

“I’ve learned the importance of being cuddled.“                                                                                                                                                   – Dan Avidan

Suriel and Link for @herolinked

Send me a ⊕ for an aesthetic graphic for our muses.➤ always accepting!

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` ‹ suriel ›

When sobbing turned into sniffling, he wanted to lift his hands and wipe her tears away. Happy tears; he took a quick note and assumed it just have been the mixture of shock and relief that got to her. Perhaps it’s the reassurance of how important he was to her that had his own eyes watering. “I’m not making fun of you, I’m openly bashing you.” He’s blindly taking steps back until he felt the back of his knees hitting the sofa.

The ice bird took a seat and made sure she was comfortable on his lap. That way he could safely move his hands up, have his thumbs gently brush against her cheeks. “Stupid, stupid, stupid. You should have glued yourself to me from the beginning. This time make sure to do it correctly so that when I fly you don’t fall off my back.” He blinked the tears away from his eyes, proud that he didn’t give in and cry with her. “And I fly higher than the other birds.” The stupid grin was back to his lips, his hands dropped to naturally settle on her hips. He couldn’t decide whether he wanted to tell her the reason behind his absence or ask her about her life and so he replaced the words with silence in the end, just keeping her close – for now it’s enough.

even with them sat atop the sofa cushions, her hold on him didn’t falter. though instead of her arm firmly coiled around him, they loosened and her palms chose to rest on either side of his neck. link knew for a fact that he didn’t like the heat but maybe her natural warmth would comfort him slightly. ( as if he were the one that needed the comfort ) it had actually taken all of her willpower to NOT immediately lean into his touch the moment his thumb was felt against her skin. the touch had coaxed a content sigh from her lips.

she probably looked a mess; dark streaks staining her cheeks with reddened and puffy eyes. yet she didn’t feel the need to hide away her less than appealing features like she would with anyone else. sure, suriel might poke fun at her for it later but she knew he wouldn’t actually judge her for it. not when she could see that he was one the brink of tears as well. ❛ that was sappy. ❜ a weak grin finally appeared on her lips. ❛ i missed your sappiness though. ❜

[retroapollo]

There’s beauty in power

[mojav]

i will hesitate bitch

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` ‹ benjamin ›

    With a roll of his bluebelle eyes and a loud huff of breath, Ben groaned, “Get used to it, PRINCESS. I’m a drama queen. I live for the role changes.”

❛ clearly, because now you’re being RUDE when you were so nice just a second ago. ❜ a brow was simply quirked.

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` ‹ dallon ›

     ALRIGHT, SO IT might not be such a big deal but it was something unexpected, coming from her. it amused and freaked the hell out of him knowing that she had those emotions hidden. he just needed to trigger it, and flash a cocky smile.  “  whoa. now i’m killing you ??  ”  he laughed, hands on his stomach to prevent it from hurting.  “  i’m going to remember this day, in memory of your red face. i would not let this rest in peace.  ”

❛ don’t laugh. ❜ a hushed response as her hands finally fell to rest at her side. the redness was dying down, settling back into her typical snow white skin. at least he seemed happy with the turn of events. a sigh escaped her, her bottom lip puckering out in a childish pout while she attempted to glare up at him. ❛ you’re being MEAN to me. ❜

[twitblr]

[feurys]

[baawri]

[gcthigh]

have you ever met a broken boy? have you ever seen how a cruel world can mold a soul into a weapon? well i have, i’ve seen him carved into a sharp blade. raked through the coals over & over, just to be sure he’d make for proper destruction. but then, oh then, something happened that NO ONE expected. he met a voice of hope; then a leader of the damned, & eventually that became his family. the brethren he’d die for, the brethren he regularly K I L L E D for. the men who were soldiers in a war against the world. seven strong criminals, who paved their own road. // selective, oc/au, nsfw. 

[plainborn-a]

                      ❝ hey demons. it’s me, ya’ girl. ❞

[tyrants-help-build-uss-deactiva]

Rough sex and pizza please

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` ‹ suriel ›

Even if he wanted he wouldn’t be able to erase the stupid smile that appeared on his lips upon holding her in his arms. Sure, he stumbled a little bit once she jumped at him but he expected it and thus the sudden impact did not result with them suddenly landing on the floor. Once he managed to steady himself he even dared to spin (once; it proved to be more than enough; he didn’t want to make them dizzy after all). 

When he looked into her eyes, there was nothing but pure happiness locked in his eyes. Yes, he had missed her: all her odd quirks and unfaltering loyalty. Their friendship. “Hey, hey…” He’s quick to notice how her eyes glistened. “Is it the point of a game where the hero bursts into tears after reuniting with their companion? I thought we were fighting the tropes here, not encouraging them!” Suriel joked but never let go of her, deciding the moment was worth lasting a little bit longer.

of course, he never failed to try and make her happy. even now, when her bottom lip quivered and she was on the brink of tears. her head eventually fell to rest atop his shoulder, all while her own began to quake with laughter mixed with underlying sobs. ( almost soaking the fabric of his shirt ) this sort of behavior was SILLY in her mind. something out of a game or show like he had mentioned but she couldn’t really help herself.

❛ don’t make fun of me for crying. you’re my ice prince, basically my zelda. how am i supposed to make it without you ? ❜ the sentences spoken were occasionally interrupted by her gulping down oxygen to settle the wracking of her chest. after a moment or two, her shaking subsided, a sniffling being its replacement. ❛ i hope you know i’m never letting go of you. i’m basically glued to your side now, sorry. ❜ as if to accent her point, her limbs tightened around him.

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` ‹ benjamin ›

    The unamused look on Ben’s face was priceless. He tore his wrists out of her “hand cuffs” with one swift motion and frowned at her. 

“How dare you cuff me?” Ben asked loudly, growing dramatic once more. “I’m the King, I would NEVER go against my own LAWS!”

now THIS outburst had left her baffled. a sigh escaped her as her hands fell limply at her sides. first, a criminal and now he was claiming to be the king himself ? how extreme could someone get. ❛ you can’t just keep switching roles on me like that. ❜

[thequotejournals]

You couldn’t make yourself stop feeling a certain way, no matter what the other person did. You had to just wait. Eventually the feeling went away because others came along. Or sometimes it didn’t go away but got squeezed into something tiny, and hung like a piece of tinsel in the back of your mind.

Elizabeth Strout, Olive Kitteridge (via thequotejournals)