The Warrior Princess

"Dear Diary: Today will be different. It has to be. I will smile, and it will be believable. My smile will say, "I'm fine, thank you. Yes, I feel much better." I will no longer be the sad little girl that lost her parents. I will start fresh, be someone new. It's the only way I'll make it through."

[humanityloved]

*taps mic*

Is this thing on?

[soulprompts]

𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

basically i was looking over the protective prompts and the hero prompts and it hit me that like. the unbridled angst and vibes of the whole “post-battle” scene, or a scene set after an attack or a disaster or smth, needs to be ADDRESSED!!! and so y’all get the full weight of my angst today, sprinkled with a lot of teamwork and selfless and sacrificing vibes. i hope you enjoy! do NOT add further contributions to this list!!! i will curse your potato crops!!!

DIALOGUE PROMPTS.

“ can you hear me? hey… [NAME], can you hear my voice? “

“ come on… wake up. please… please wake up… “

“ oh! oh, thank god! i thought we lost you… “

“ hey, hey… look at me, okay? you gotta get up now. you think you might be able to walk? ‘cause they sent for back-up, and if they find us… we cannot let them find us. understand? “

“ go, go! save yourself! i’ll buy you some time! “

“ we both know i’m not walking out of this one. it’s okay, alright? it’s okay… just… do me a favor, will you? will you make them pay for this? i don’t care how. but… don’t let them get away with it. “

“ hey, how badly are you hurt? can you move? you think you can walk? “

“ if you can’t walk, i’m gonna have to carry you, alright? we can’t stay here. “

“ hey, look at me. i’m slowing you down, we both know it. it’s okay. i’ll hide and wait for back-up; you get yourself out of here. “

“ you’re gonna need to climb up on my back, you’re slowing us down with that injury. “

“ will you quit talking like that?! i’m not leaving you behind! “

“ what the hell are you doing here?! i told you to get out of here! “

“ you’re shivering… hey. hey, listen to me, okay? everything’s gonna be alright, i promise. here… take my jacket. don’t worry, i’m warm-blooded. “

“ i’ll get blood on your shirt… “

“ hey, don’t you dare close your eyes, you hear me? you die in my arms, and i’m gonna stick the dry-cleaning bill for this shirt in your coffin, that’s a promise! “

“ i know we almost died just now, but… am i the only one who’s hungry? “

“ we need to get you to a hospital… “

“ hey, come on now… you’re okay. you’re good, right? “

“ i must be hurt pretty bad if you’re being this nice to me. “

“ quit playing the martyr. we’re not leaving you behind. “

“ you know, i hate to be the negative voice, but… did… did we just lose? “

“ look at me… i’m not gonna make it. it’s okay, i’m fine with that. but… you can’t stay here. you’ve got a good long life ahead of you. and you’re smart, too; too smart to wait around here and waste that long life. so you get out of here, and you go live that life. live it for both of us. will you promise me you’ll do that? “

“ back-up isn’t coming. is it? we’re on our own, right? “

“ can’t sleep, huh? it’s okay. it’s probably all that adrenaline and shock; i can’t sleep, either. wanna keep each other company? “

“ i don’t give two shits about the back-up; i’m just happy you’re alive. “

ACTION PROMPTS.

as always, add a “+ REVERSE” to switch the roles!

[ CARRY ]:     having found the receiver in an injured/weak/unconscious state, the sender carries them in their arms to safety.

[ TILT ]:     the sender gently tilts the receiver’s chin up so that they can check to see if they’re okay.

[ PULL ]:     sender takes the fallen receiver’s hands and carefully pulls them up so that they’re standing once more.

[ WAIST ]:     sender, while physically supporting and steadying the receiver, loops an arm around their waist for extra support.

[ BACK ]:     sender crouches down slightly to let the wounded receiver climb on their back, giving them a piggy-back ride to safety afterwards.

[ HAIR ]:     while in the process of checking the receiver for injuries or other signs of harm, the sender gently brushes several strands of hair from their eyes.

[ TEND ]:     sender begins to care for the receiver’s injuries.

[ LEAN ]:     the wounded sender leans against the receiver for physical support.

[ SUPPORT ]:     the sender encourages the wounded receiver to lean against them for physical support.

[ PUSH ]:     the sender gently pushes the receiver back to lie down so they can check them properly for injuries.

[ COAT ]:     sender removes their jacket and drapes it around the shoulders of the trembling receiver.

[ BLANKET ]:     just as they’re all about to go to sleep, the sender covers the receiver with their own blanket.

[ AWAKE ]:     the sender, unable to sleep, gets up to go for a walk, and finds that the receiver is also unable to sleep.

[ TOGETHER ]:     when the receiver awakens, they discover that the sender has been sleeping next to them, arms wrapped around one another for warmth, comfort, protection ( or something more… )

[ BANDAGE ]:     the sender sits down across from the receiver and begins to bandage their wounds.

[ DRAG ]:     unable to leave them behind, the sender drags the wounded receiver out of danger and into a safe hiding place for both of them to wait until help arrives.

[ TOUCH ]:     the sender nudges or touches the receiver to check and see if they’re alright after the attack.

[ CLEAN ]:     the sender gently and carefully begins to bathe the blood/soot/ash/dirt from the receiver’s skin during a moment of calm.

[ PRIORITY ]:     when they arrive at a designated safe place, the sender refuses to be examined or cared for until the receiver is taken care of first.

[ PROMISE ]:     before leaving to get help/food/water/a rescue mission etc, the sender assures and promises the receiver that they’ll return safely, refusing to bring them along or to stay behind.

[ BROKEN ]:     after having promised the receiver that they’d return, it’s learned that the sender died during their mission. how does the receiver respond?

[ TRAPPED ]:     after having promised the receiver that they’d return from a mission, the receiver learns that the sender has been kidnapped or otherwise trapped, requiring a rescue mission to bring them home.

[ RESCUE ]:     the sender and receiver reunite after the sender embarked upon an infamously perilous rescue mission to save the receiver.

[ FOUND ]:     after a massive rescue mission to try and find the missing receiver, the sender is the first to find them just as the efforts are about to be abandoned.

[ HOPE ]:     just as the receiver is about to lose hope in ever finding the sender again, a message or clue of some kind is discovered that essentially guarantees that the sender is still alive, restoring the receiver’s hope once more.

[ CLING ]:     having finally been reunited, the sender pulls the receiver into a tight, overwhelmingly relieved embrace, clinging to them and burying their face in their shoulder. the whole deal. make it EMOTIONAL–

[ TEARS ]:     having finally found the receiver, or having finally been found by the receiver, the sender breaks down in tears of relief, fear, and many other emotions as they officially reunite.

[ SACRIFICE ]:     knowing that the circumstances only allow one of them to survive, the sender sacrifices their life in order to guarantee the receiver’s survival and safety.

[kuningatarmirka]

Vampire 101 

The Vampire Diaries | 1x06

[salvatoregilbert]

The Vampire Diaries 2.13 ‘Daddy Issues’

[screensland]

[tatturmemes]

On Anon or not, send “Plot:” + describe something you really want to RP with my muse or something you want to see my muse do (if it’s to/with another RPer, list their username) and I’ll rate it:

fuck no || not really interested || huh?? || give me more details… || sure why not || OMFG YES

[collinsrpt-blog]

list of common rp things you never need to worry about when you’re rping with me:

if i like our plot - i have never feigned interest in a plot. i’d tell you if i wasn’t feeling the plot you pitched. also, i honestly do not go and make posts for plots i’m not interested in. i like being super invested in my ships and i feel like the best way to do that is to be honest about it from the get go. 

not replying fast enough - life is tough, friends. i totally get it. sometimes we don’t have the muse for a thread, sometimes we’re in a bad place mentally and we really just can’t with life, or we’re busy with school or work. shh, you don’t owe me anything. post when able, fam. i don’t drop threads without a warning!

if you think you’re bothering me with headcanons, asks and etc - STOP RIGHT THERE. you are NOT bothering me with those at all. i live for those so KEEP THEM COMING.

if you want more plots/ships - TELL ME. chances are i want them too! 

your post length - your post length really doesn’t bother me - i can get pretty wordy sometimes and honestly i don’t expect people to match me. doesn’t matter if i get a one paragraph reply to a three paragraph one, as long as there’s something to reply to, you know? substance over length any day.

if you want to drop a plot - my feelings don’t get hurt over things like this. tell me if you wanna drop a plot and let’s make a new one if you’re interested, if not then that’s fine too! 

if you have a headcanon/plot you think is too dark - tell me ANYWAY? honestly i don’t have a lot of hard limits and i’ve been on the internet so long that at this point it takes a LOT to scare me. creative freedom is also pretty great, so. 

that being said,

i’m really crap at replying to ims on tumblr! - i have the worst attention span on the planet, and sometimes tumblr hates me so sometimes i don’t get the tumblr chat im pop ups - it’s the weirdest thing ever but i could get messages and i wouldn’t know until i check tumblr on my phone? (but then sometimes three or four days have gone by and oops.) i’m always on telegram tho, so if you have it, and you’d like mine, feel free to drop me an ask and i’ll get to you on there instead!

sometimes i can be in a pretty bad place muse wise too - and it’s definitely not you. i’ll most likely still be sending headcanons and doing ask memes in a rather sad bid to get myself out of that funk but yeah. sometimes it’ll take a few days for me to reply to a thread. i’ll tell you if i want to drop it, though. 

i like making friends - so if you wanna talk about things that aren’t about our ships, that’d be pretty awesome too! 

i get super invested in my ships - and i will probably bother you with asks and headcanons A LOT and i understand this can get annoying especially on days where we’re not really feeling rp, so just tell me if you wanna talk about other things, yes? c: 

god i’m super chill and i hate fighting - rp is supposed to be fun, and though i’ve never actually really fought with anyone in rp land, i know many of my friends have, and i just can’t with that so. yeah. 

i think that’s it, really? i see so many posts by new rpers going around like, ‘ugh the rpc intimidates me’ and i’m just…come over here let me love you. so if you have a plot you want to do, don’t be shy and just hit me up, yes? i don’t bite!

[moonpiehelps]

MY MUSE HAS BEEN MISSING FOR 2 MONTHS THEN SUDDENLY THEY SHOW UP AT YOUR MUSE’S DOOR INJURED AND IN TEARS. 

send “I’ve got you. it’s over.” for a starter! 

[humanityloved]

hargrovc​:

   the  little  redheaded  teenager  kept  away  from  her  stepbrother  most  of  the  night.  in  her  room  she  stayed,  whilst  he  worked  out  and  smoked  and  had  a  few  cans  of  beer  which  had  been  put  into  the  fridge  to  chill  only  when  his  father  had  left.  his  music  blasted.  what  else  did  he  have  to  do  whilst  he  was  stuck  at  home?  none  the  wiser,  he  took  to  bed  at  around  10:30pm  and  slept  through  to  the  morning…    those  pain  in  the  ass  kids  appeared  at  the  front  door  late  the  next  morning  whilst  billy  was  getting  dressed.  he’s  artfully  wrapping  curls  around  his  finger,  applying  hairspray,  when  he  hears  ‘does  he  know  what‘s  happened  to  elena?’.  immediately  he  stops  still.  max  replies,  ‘i  don’t  think  so,  he  actually  seems  kinda  happy’.  his  heart  sinks.  shouldn’t  he  be  happy?  what’s  happened  to  her?  sweeping  up  his  leather  jacket  he  exits  the  bedroom,  comes  strolling  towards  them.  he  d e m a n d s  they  tell  him,  and  they  do.  within  seconds  he’s  pushing  max  out  of  the  house,  orders  her  to  go  out  with  her  friends  and  locks  the  door;  he’ll  get  the  belt  again  if  he  leaves  her  home  alone.    the  drive  to  the  hospital  is  reckless  at  least.  he’s  pushing  the  camaro  to  it’s  limits,  driving  it  harder  and  faster  whilst  begging  it  not  to  lose  control  of  it’s  twitchy  back  end.  miraculously  he  and  the  car  make  it  in  one  piece.  not  a  minute  to  waste,  he  charges  into  the  hospital  but  still  manages  to  find  his  manners  talking  to  the  nurses,  and  finally,  eventually,  they  take  him  to  her  and  explain  her  situation…    he’s  silent.  what  is  there  to  say?  until  now  he  hasn’t  forgiven  her  for  leaving  the  way  she  did,  but  whilst  she  lays  there  unconscious  he  finds  himself  silently  pleading  for  her  to  wake  up  because  he  cannot  lose  her  forever  on  such  bad  terms.  he  drags  the  chair  over  to  sit  right  beside  her  bed  and  there  he  stays,  tracing  circles  on  the  back  of  her  hand,  waiting  patiently  and  trying  to  think  of  a  way  to  tell her  but  being  mentally  numbed  by  the  steady  beeping  of  monitors.    ocean  hues  are  just  beginning  to  drift  shut  when  she  speaks.  his  head  snaps  up  quickly  and  curls  bounce  -  a  couple  dangle  just  in  front  of  his  eye.  they’re  pushed  away,  clearing  his  view,  so  he  can  gawk  at  her.  finally  he  gathers  her  hand  into  his,  previously  too  scared  she’d  pass  away  in  his  touch.   “hey…”  the  quietest  he’s  ever  been.  deep  voice  is  as  smooth  as  silk,  mellow  and  tired.  “took your time wakin’ up. been here for hours.”

    The pain in her throat was nothing in comparison to how the rest of her body felt. Every muscle in her body was sore. Even the slightest bit of movement Elena made caused her to wince and groan as she tried to sit up before giving up and laying back once more. 

   Billy reached out and grabbed her hand as she raised a questionable brow at the motion. It was the first time he had done so in months. She could feel the warmth of his skin as he held her hand gently in his, careful not to hurt her in any way. 

  The soothing sound of his voice was warm and inviting for the first time in such a long while. Elena’s eyes drift closed for a brief moment, relishing in the side of Billy she hadn’t seen in a long time. Opening them once more, chocolate hues land on him once again, focusing on their hands that are entwined with one another’s. 

   He’s staring at her. Her eyes glanced up from their hands up to his face and she could see it in his eyes all at once-- worry, relief, fear, joy, hurt. The emotions flit across his face as if he doesn’t know which to focus on first. Elena takes a slow breath as she tried to find the right words to say, her thoughts still a bit foggy. “I um..” she pauses, trying to clear her throat to speak clearly, “--what happened?” 

[soulmemesarc]

send in " come here. " for your muse to give my muse a hug after seeing my muse either near tears or in tears following a really rough day.

( feel free to add context!! maybe a mission went wrong, or there was a fight, or they learned something devastating... )

alternatively, send in " i don't NEED-- okay. ...thanks. " for MY muse to hug your muse after seeing your muse either near tears or in tears following a really rough day.

[anotherdamnrpmemeblog]

things that are hard to hear.

**possible triggers - abuse / death / suicidal implications change pronouns as needed for things you’d WANT to hear, click here!!

❝ i don’t want you in my life anymore. ❞

❝ i don’t want to have a relationship with you. ❞

❝ she’s not coming home. ❞

❝ that wasn’t meant for you. ❞

❝ i don’t love you, okay? i never did. i never will. ❞

❝ you’re wasting my time. ❞

❝ you’re wasting your time. ❞

❝ you’re not listening to me! ❞

❝ i feel like i can’t tell you anything. ❞

❝ you’re too late. ❞

❝ you don’t give yourself enough credit. ❞

❝ you don’t give me enough credit. ❞

❝ it’s time for things to change. ❞

❝ you failed me. ❞

❝ fuck you. ❞

❝ i can see right through you. ❞

❝ things are getting bad again. ❞

❝ are things getting bad again? ❞

❝ move on. ❞

❝ that’s on you. that’s your fault. ❞

❝ you’re holding on to things that are holding you back. ❞

❝ you haven’t changed. ❞

❝ i’m not changing my mind. ❞

❝ i’m dying. ❞

❝ you’re good – but you’re not as good as you could be. ❞

❝ it’s always about you. ❞

❝ nobody cares about your problems. ❞

❝ i don’t trust you. ❞

❝ you’re being taken advantage of! ❞

❝ i feel like you’re taking advantage of me. ❞

❝ did you hear what she said about you? ❞

❝ life isn’t fair. suck it up. ❞

❝ i didn’t mean i liked you that way– ❞

❝ maybe it’s better this way. ❞

❝ i wish i’d never met you. ❞

❝ you ruin my happiness. ❞

❝ i think we should see other people. ❞

❝ i’m not ready to settle down. ❞

❝ i want to love someone like you love me. ❞

❝ you can do anything you set your mind to, but you won’t. ❞

❝ stop crying. ❞

❝ don’t come back. ❞

❝ i’m not coming back. ❞

❝ i don’t care enough about you to hate you. ❞

❝ i feel like you’re dragging me down with you. ❞

❝ why don’t you smile anymore? ❞

❝ something happened today. ❞

❝ i don’t want to do this anymore. ❞

❝ stop letting it get to you. ❞

❝ i’m sorry. ❞

❝ i’m not sorry. ❞

❝ you’re not sorry. ❞

[rpmindthinker]

Send “Look into my eyes” & My Muse will BOLD What They See!

Revised/Cleaned/Added to the meme from here. Credits are to the original creator, not me.

I see:

Absolute Conviction  |  Aggression  |  Ambition  |  Anger  |  Anxiety  |  Apathy  |  Arrogance  |  Bloodthirst  |  Bravery  |  Compassion  |  Confidence  |  Conflict  | Courage  |  Darkness  |  Defeat |  Denial  |  Desire  |  Despair  |  Determination  |  Devotion  |  Disappointment  |  Distrust  |  Dominance  |  Emptiness  |  an Enemy  |  Enlightenment  |  Envy  |  Excitement  |  Exhaustion  |  Elitism  |  Experience  |  Fear  |  a Friend  |  a Future  |  Gentleness  |  Greed  |  Grief  |  Guilt  |  Honesty  |  Honor  |  Hope  |  Hostility  |  Ignorance  |  an Illness  |  Insecurity  |  Integrity  |  Intoxication  |  Kindness  |  Lies  |  Loneliness  |  Longing  |  Loss  |  a Lover  |  Loyalty  |  Malicious Intent  |  Mania  |  Melancholy  |  Misery  |  Negativity  |  Overcompensation  |  Pain  |  Paranoia  |  Passion  |  Perseverance  |  Pettiness  |  Pity  |  Positivity  |  Pressure  |  Pride  |  a Purpose  |  Racism  |  Regret  |  Resentment  |  Resignation  |  Resolve  |  Sadness  |  Self-Hatred  |  Sexism  |  Shattered Remains  |  a Shining Light  |  Something Familiar  |  Spite  |  Stress  |  Stupidity  |  Submission  |  Tranquility  |  Trauma  |  Trust  |  Vengeance  |  Warmth  |  Wisdom  |  Wrath  |  a Cry for Help  |  Something Eating Your Mind  |  the Years have Changed You

You’re:

Animalistic  |  Approachable  |  Broken  |  Closed-Off  |  Cold  |  Crafty  |  Crazy  |  Defensive  |  Devious  |  Difficult  |  Disheartened  |  Emotionally Detached  |  Frightened  |  Frightening  |  Genuine  |  Guarded  |  Headstrong  |  Heartless  |  Human  |  Immature  |  Impatient  |  Inhuman  |  Insane  |  Intuitive  |  Lost  |  Mature  |  Noble  |  Patient  |  Pitiful  |  Primitive  |  Pure  |  Reliable  |  Remorseless  |  Reserved  |  Resourceful  |  Short-Tempered  |  Simplistic  |  Sly  |  Soft-Hearted  |  Struggling  |  a Threat  |  Trapped  |  a Troublemaker  |  Trusting  |  Understanding  |  Unique |   Unpredictable  |  Unwavering  |  a Victim  |  Wicked  |  Feeling Vindictive  |  Guilty of Something  |  Hiding Something  |  Lost in Thought  |  Planning Something  |  Scared of Me  |  Scaring Me  |  Someone I can Trust  |  Someone I Can’t Recognize Anymore  |  Someone to Fear  |  Someone Worthy of Respect  |  Weak to Manipulation  |  Weighed by Something

You:

Aren’t Being Yourself  |  Belittle Yourself  |  Don’t Want to Hurt Me  |  Don’t Want to Leave Me  |  Drown Yourself in Something  |  Feel Alone  |  Feel Empowered  |  Have a Plan that Involves Me  |  Have No One Else to Turn to  |  Have Nowhere Else to Go  |  Have Seen Some Things  |  Haven’t Been Sleeping  |  Lie to Yourself  |  Lost Faith/Trust in Me  |  Lost Something/Someone Important  |  Need Me/my Help  |  No Longer Believe Me  |  See Me as a Thing  |  See Me as Someone Else  |  Seek to Hurt/Harm  |  Seek to Manipulate  |  Think Highly of Yourself  |  Think I’m Hiding Something  |  Think Little of Yourself  |  Think You Know Best  |  Want to Hurt Me  |  Want to Protect Me  |  Want to Sleep with Me  |  Want to Use Me

[vaememes]

A    VAMPIRE   SYMBOL    MEME  .

LIGHT & SOFT :

👁  -  for  your  muse  to  reveal  to  my  muse  that  they  know  they  are  a  vampire. ❤️ -  for  your  muse  to  confess  they  still  love  them  despite  them  being  a  vampire. 💔 -  for  your  muse  to  no  longer  want  to  be  with  my  muse  because  they  are  a  vampire. 🐇 -  for  my  muse  to  reveal  to  your  muse  that  they  do  not  feed  off  humans  and/or  human  blood. 💋 -  our  muses  share  a  kiss,   until  your  muse  realizes  sharp  teeth  grazing  against  their  lips  and  pulls  away. 🤚🏼 -  your  muse  tries  to  calm  my  muse  down  from  the  sight  of  blood. 🚪 -  for  your  muse  to  decline  my  muses  invite.  ❓ -  for  your  muse  to  ask  my  muse  to  turn  them  into  a  vampire.

VIOLENT & GORE :

⚰️ -  for  your  muse  to  open  a  coffin,   discovering  my  muse  inside. 🔪 -  for  your  muse  to  try  and  stake  my  muse. 🩸  -  for  my  muse  to  drink  blood  from  your  muses  neck.   (  could  be  as  an  attack  or  willingly,   can  specify  ) 🧛‍♀️  -  for  your  muse  to  confront  my  muse  about  them  being  a  vampire,   threatening  to  expose  them. 👣 -  for  your  muse  to  follow  a  blood  trail  that  leads  to  my  muses  discovery. ⛓ -  for  your  muse  to  capture  my  muse,   locking  them  up  in  chains. ❗️ -  for  your  muse  to  awake,   my  muse  revealing  they  have  turned  them  into  a  vampire.

HUMAN VS. VAMPIRE :

🙅🏾 -  for  your  muse  to  run  away  screaming  at  the  sight  of  my  muse  revealing  they’re  a  vampire. 🤛🏻  -  for  your  muse  to  punch  mine,  realizing  they  hurt  themselves  more  than  my  muse. 👍🏼 -  for  my  muse  to  help  your  muse  during  their  change  into  a  vampire. 🔪  -   for  your  muse  to  stab  my  muse  and  get  away. 🔱 -  for  your  muse  to  help  my  muse  escape  from  an  army  of  angry   men  with  pitchforks. 🗡 -  for  your  muse  to  find  my  muse  has  been  staked  through  the  heart. 🥶 -  for  your  muse  to  notice  and  then  ask  my  muse  why  they  are  so  cold  to  touch.

VAMPIRE VS. VAMPIRE :

😡 -  for  your  muse  to  punch  my  muse,   or  vice  versa.   🥂 -  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  a  drink  filled  with  blood. 👊🏿 -  for  your  muse  to  reach  into  my  muses  chest  and  threaten  to  extract  their  heart. 🌞 -  for  my  muse  to  push  your  muse  out  of  the  sunlight. 🌿 -  my  muse  awakens  to  your  muse  revealing  they  have  poisoned  them. 💀 -  for  our  muses  to  go  on  a  killing  spree  together. 👅 -  for  your  muse  to  lick  the  blood  from  my  muses  lips  and/or  finger.   (  can   specify   )

[altlcgion]

 ❝                      NO MAN ever steps in the same river twice,                                               for it is not the same river                                          and he is not the  s a m e  man.                         ❞

[vigiilantem]

          “ 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞?   𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎   𝚠 𝚒 𝚝 𝚑 𝚒 𝚗   𝚢𝚘𝚞? “                                           𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝟺:𝟷

 indie matthew murdock/daredevil. priv & sel. 18+. loved by roo.

[humanityloved]

@hargrovc​ didn’t ask for this but got it anyways

   Elena and Billy were supposed to go to the party together that night but Billy had called her earlier saying that he had to watch after Max since his dad and Susan were going out for a date. So instead of going by herself, Nancy and her went shopping together after school before going to the bonfire together. However, halfway through the bonfire, Elena didn’t really feel up to partying without Billy. She just wanted to go home and sleep. Instead of having Nancy take her home, she called her parents, knowing that they would understand and come pick her up to go home.

  The brunette beauty slid into the backseat of her parent’s car, smiling at them when they asked her if she was okay. “Yeah, I just wanted to go home and get some sleep. We have a football game tomorrow and Caroline is wanting us to work on the cheer routine before we go. I figured I would just get some extra sleep.” Her dad smiled as he pulled away, driving them home. 

   As they were headed home, Elena leaned her head against the back seat, thinking about Billy. She hoped that he wasn’t going crazy watching Max. After all, she knew how much he disliked babysitting his step sister, especially when they had plans to spend time with one another. 

  Looking back up to look at the road, Elena saw someone walking in the middle of the dark road and yelled, “Dad, look out!”  Tires screeched against the concrete pavement as he swerved right over the railing of the bridge.

  Elena barely had time to suck in a breath before her parent’s car crash-landed into the water. Her eyes looked around quickly before settling on her parents in the front seats. Her father struggled to wake her mother who was already unconscious from the impact. Elena reached down, trying to unfasten her seatbelt, mentally cursing her fathers old beat up car when it wouldn’t come undone.

    Panic started to set in as she was starting to run out of oxygen. She continued to struggle with her seatbelt but it still wasn’t working. Elena looked up at her father, one last time as their eyes connected. She watched her father shake his head, as if telling her not to give up and to keep fighting, but Elena couldn’t do it anymore. She gave him an apologetic look as she couldn’t seem to hold her breath any longer, fading out of consciousness.

      Beep...       Beep...       Beep...

      Elena laid in the hospital bed, the sound of the monitor beside her stirring her awake. Chocolate brown hues fluttered open as she looked around the hospital room, eyes landing on the curly-haired blond figure asleep beside her in the chair. “B-Billy?” she rasped out, her throat aching as she tried to speak. 

[humanityloved]

   An irritated flush of anger flooded his body but with a clenched jaw he kept his lips tightly sealed. It wasn’t what he wanted to hear, although he didn’t deserve a better answer. Take her home? Fine. If that was what she wanted, he’d get her home. Fast.    Reckless driving was an understatement; he drove like he was trying to scare her, trying to force her to talk to him, to tell him to stop or calm down or something. Weaving around cars, in between traffic, sliding the Camaro around corners which was all too easy from the slick roads - one of the only things he liked Hawkins for, how much it rained compared to California.     What did he really have to lose? After all, they always ended up crawling back to each other for angry make-up sex and then everything was fine again. He swapped hands on the wheel and reached over to crank up his music when he didn’t get a conversation from her.

       Elena noticed the car gaining speed and clenched her jaw. The engine to the Camaro roared as Billy pressed his foot to the pedal.  Scenery around them starts to zoom past them as she looks over at Billy, her brows furrowed. 

  Looking away from him, Elena anxiously watched the road, glancing at the speedometer every few seconds as Billy kept driving. Gripping the car door beside her, Elena could feel the anxiety building up inside of her as Billy weaved between cars, dodging them with ease. 

  The faster that Billy drove, the more Elena wanted him to just stop the car and pull over. As soon as Billy cranked the music up loud, Elena couldn’t handle it anymore. “Billy--Stop!” She yelled over the music. “Stop the car, Billy!”