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@hookedswords
WELL, IF NOT US, THEN WHO? // MY NAME'S JET, AND THESE ARE MY FREEDOM FIGHTERS. . . . indie & highly selective rp blog for -πππ from ππππππ πππ ππππ πππππππππ !! ( CANON - DIVERGENT ) written with love by RAVEN, SHE/HER, 21+.
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"Hey. Papa Jet?" the little earthbender gently tugged at the hem of the older man's shirt. "Where'd you live before you came to Republic City?"
Brown eyes drift downwards from their fixed position prior, a curious gaze meeting his from the latest addition to his life: a lonesome earthbender child. He gives him a small smile, though eyes saddened a bit. "You name it, kiddo. I've been all over the Earth Kingdom. Guess I was looking for the day I'd meet a cool kid like yourself and your brother."
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update:
we're very slow these days and it might be a given and unnecessary as an announcement, but I lost my enthusiasm towards returning to roleplaying. I'm always down to yap on discord but I don't like being here anymore and plan on abandoning this blog without intent to return. I'd delete but I like looking back on my writing occasionally and I've mourned a deleted blog before and it wasn't fun.
xoxo & womp womp
discord: ravenqueenschampion
Jet if he survived Lake Laogai
my range of favorite characters at the moment are jet, vax, and lo-- [gunshot sound before I can finish the sentence]
the muse i have is one i could never rp but ya'll might either judge me or be real ones and hear me out
jet misunderstands 'smash or pass' and hits someone in the gut
i am crawling hands raw and knees bloody towards a terrible idea and every body is trying to stop me. and when i get there i am going to do it. that is my promise
[Zuko gives you a baha blast from Taco Bell]
[ Jet straight up dies ]
nobody is coming to save you. get up
zuko: did jet just...die? sokka: nah, he's fine, he just moved to a farm upstate
unfriendly reminder that the only times jet was called 'son' since his parents death was when iroh was gaslighting him and saying he was confused and when a dai li agent was arresting him
βyou canβt just casually mention youβve technically died onceβ i can actually. itβs funny
πππππππ πππ ππππππ ππππππππ ππππππ.
All sentences on this memes are taken from different sources of literature, television and media about enemies to lovers trope and enemies and lovers trope with some angst thrown into the mix. Change pronouns, names and locations as you see fit.
Does it hurt? Loving someone who canβt love you back?
Break his crown, break his throne, rip his monarchy apart.
What are we doing?
You are capable of making my blood boil like no one else, and yet I feel a magnetic pull I cannot explain.
Itβs not natural for someone to be as stupid as he is tall, and yet there you stand
Like whether you should kiss me or punch me.
Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. Itβs disgusting, and I canβt stop.
You make me feel things that shouldnβt exist.Β
Whatever this is, we should stop. I have been. . .compromised.
Thereβs a fine line between love and hate, and maybe we crossed it a long time ago.
I never thought I could detest someone so much, until the day I realized I was falling in love with you.
We may fight like enemies, but deep down, we both know that our hearts beat for each other.
You infuriate me, challenge me, drive me crazy, but damn it, at the end of the day, I canβt resist you.
Itβs that tension that makes this so irresistible.
Youβre like an addiction I canβt break free from, even if I wanted to.
Youβre the thorn in my side, the fire in my veins, and I canβt help but crave your presence in my life.
Loving you feels like a dangerous game.
You infuriate me, yet youβre the only one who truly understands me.
You scare me to my core.
Thereβs no denying the fire that burns between us.
If any two men desire the same thing, which nevertheless they cannot both enjoy, they become enemies.
I thought we had agreed not to lie to each other.
Tell me you donβt feel this between us. Look at me and donβt look away while saying it.
You claim me your enemy and yet, let me crawl into your bed every night.
You are the bane of my existence, and the object of all my desires.
Do you even know all the ways a lady can be seduced? The things I could teach you.
I did not asked for this. To be plagued by these feelings.
I tried to deny it for so long, but I donβt want to anymore.
Follow me around. Look at me as if you find me fascinating. Touch me, and say nice things to me. And then, you pull away as if you did nothing at all.
Thereβs no need for these games.
Well, you know that old saying, βKeep your friends close and make out with your enemies.
You read me wrong.Β I wasn't trying to lead you on.
Is that all I am to you? A resource to be used in your scheme?
Stolas, don't act like what we have is anything more than you wanting me to fuck you, okay? You make that really clear all the time. But I just- I can't do it tonight, okay?
Β You'll lay a man out for implying I'm a whore, but you keep calling me one to my face.
So, the only man that can have you is one who's already tried to kill you. That's logic.
It's like a little death. Several, in fact.
Oh Max, if you really hated Kyle you couldn't have slept with him.
So go on... kiss me... kill me... Do something.
I've often wondered what this moment would be like. Me... you tied up.Β
Once this is over, we should really have angry sex.
Hate and love are not so very different things. Both are focused upon another. Both are intense. Both are passionate.
It just means you'd rather be with someone you hate... than be with me.
She's difficult and irritating, and she tries to hit me all the time.
We have a deal, what are you so afraid of?
Only I can hurt you this way. Only I can kiss you like this.Β
You dragged me down and now I canβt quit you.Β
This is the last time we do this.
Last night was also the last time. And yet, you keep coming back.
Better my mouth than my knife, right?
I live my life in a constant state of grief of what I did, what I didnβt do, and what I can never do.
Anyone wanna fuck off into the woods with me and start a little self-sustaining anarcho-socialist community where we just live off the land and chill out as a community of cryptids and scare the piss outta people /j
