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kinda want to revive my old voltron oc, but do i really want to delve back into that fandom ...

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serapiikisu:

           ❝ I can’t believe my boyfriend mixed me up with his other girlfriend— ❞

          ❛    . . . and the only best girl.   ❜ 

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serapiikisu replied to your post:

RIGHT?

serapiikisu replied to your post:

HOW DARE HE

serapiikisu replied to your post:

WE DESERVE BETTER

and so begins the dawn of a new era

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aegisoul replied to your post:

FUCKING KNEW YOU’D PICK UP ON THAT

my daughter has no father. 

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@aegisoul: Only the best for the best girl in my life.

E X C U S E.

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(  aegisoul  )

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      “Won’t you even see her just once? She asks about you. There’s only so many excuses I can give.” Patience, he tells himself. A reminder. A mantra. Almost a prayer sent into the spaces between stars with the hope that perhaps someday, somehow the universe might take sympathy on him. Funny how he hates leaving his fate to something as nebulous and uncertain as destiny when he’s always made an effort to take charge of his own life. One of those hang ups from his childhood as an orphan wanting to make something of himself and to prove to the rest of the world he wasn’t simply a sad little boy with no parents. 

      It’s why now after everything she’s done to him and to the people he loves that this one transgression has his blood hissing through is veins and his jaw clenched painfully tight. Asana deserved better than this and sometimes he wonders if it really is a blessing that she’s been so woefully ignorant of the other half of her lineage. 

           To think she had once dreamed of moment just like this. To step outside after a long day of learning and find the love of her life waiting for her at the gate. In her dreams, she would greet him with a smile more radiant than the sun. In her dreams, she would slip her hand into his own, fingers intertwining as they began to walk. But those dreams have grown old. The very sight of him now turns her heart into a heavy stone. She wants nothing more than to ignore him, to walk right passed without batting an eye -- as if they were two complete strangers who just happened to cross paths. 

           But his voice demands her attention. The mention of their daughter pulls at her heartstrings until finally her head turns in his direction, violet eyes reluctantly gazing into blue.     ❛   Don’t start this again.   ❜     Her voice is firm despite the pain. Despite the gaping hole carved into her chest by a longing to see her daughter not just once, but every day. 

           Beryl then moves to turn her back on him and walk away, but she only manages a few steps before he catches her again with words that felt far too much like a knife being stabbed into her back. She asks about you. Fingers curl into her palms, nails digging so deep into her skin that small red marks would surely be left in their wake.     ❛    You’ll think of something.   ❜     she says after a moment of pause that lasted far longer than she originally intend,     ❛    You once had a knack for these sort of things. Just give it some time. I’m sure it’ll come back to you.   ❜             

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Stay with me.

What if a hundred thousand years ago she’d said those verywords to him?

Knowing the Prince he’d once been, knowing Destiny. He knows with all the wisdom born from that part of his soul where his Golden Crystal sits that nothing would have changed. But he’s thought of all the what-if’s before. Of how different things might have been if he hadn’t chased after moonlight like a boy child chasing after rainbows after a summer rain. In the end, there’s a terrible part of him that’s almost glad for the tragedy of the ancient past when it’s led him to here with a future waiting for him that’s crystalline bright.

The sound of her voice has his hand curling tight around the door handle, cool metalwarming under his fingers. He’d been already halfway out and ready to start his day until the soft words, whispered from a darkcorner of his apartment has him hesitate. He wouldn’t have noticed her unlessshe’d spoken, even with that dark hair ( black, the same glossy black like those dark dresses she used to wear, black and not the bright fiery red ) and pale skinthat’s almost paper white. She doesn’t so much as blend in with the shadows asthey become a part of her and that’s entirely the reason why she manages to getthe jump on him.

“You shouldn’t be here.”

With his back to her and his head turned only slightly inher direction, Mamoru looks at her from the corner of his eye. There’s nodanger here, no twisting darkness that slithers into his soul like black oiland causes bile to rise into his mouth. Whatever evil that’d tainted her soullong ago is gone now, purified by the light of the brightest star in thegalaxy. There’s no danger here now. He doesn’t have cause to worry with her sonear even if she’s violated the sanctuary of his home with her very presence.

They might look the same, might sound the same, but this isn’t the samewoman he’d faced down all those years ago. This isn’t the same queen who’dbrought down two kingdoms in her jealousy. She stares at him with anguished eyesthat look far too much like the ones that’d gazed at him from a distance – the samepain, the same affection. The same eyes he’d turned his back on eons ago.

He isn’t Usagi, who possesses so much love within her tiny being that all creatures, great or small were worthy of her love. He’s a healer, a doctor by trade, but forgiving and forgetting are the two vital steps to healing the soul that he’s never managed to master. The part of him that’s still the Prince hurts with the betrayal of the past and Mamoru almost takes another step forward. He doesn’t need that same ancient knowledge that sits in his soul to tell him that if he were to leave then that would be it. If he were to leave then she wouldn’t be here waiting for him when he returned. This could quite possibly be the last time he’d ever see this woman again. 

And with so much that hangs between them like the noose in the gallows, he thinks that might not be so bad a prospect. But the memories are there too, beneath all the bad. Faint, pieces of the past distorted by time like he looking at them through warped and broken glass. The Prince in him remembers the songs and the laughter and the smiles and the one friend who’d understood his burden, who would share his secrets and whisper her own. The one friend amongst so many he’d betrayed. 

His hand goes slack on the handle. Mamoru peers straight ahead though in his mind he’s still staring into the past. Taking in a deep breath, he lets his shoulders rise and fall and makes his decision. The door creaks loud in the silence of his apartment as he closes it shut and presses a hand against its smooth surface, gathering himself together for what looks to be a long day.

“I’m here.” He finally turns to face her fully, taking in her appearance that comes as a shock to his soul, like ice being dropped into his belly. He can do this if he takes this one step at a time. “We have a lot to talk about.”

Now more than ever, someone in this world needed his help and this time he’ll do the right thing.  

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raiijinrozu replied to your post:

dat last one doe

i want it. 

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things i currently want: 

beryl as a single mother. beryl as a single mother, working 2+ jobs while being a full time student in order to provide for her daughter

also beryl being reborn without her memories beryl making a happy little life for herself cause she has no memories of the past  beryl enjoying that happy little life for all of five seconds before she’s attacked by the next monster of the week and regains her memories 

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InuYasha   {Sentence Starters}

“If it hurts so much, you should have said something!”

“I thought I was going to lose you. I was terrified.”

“Tell me, is there anything I can do to help comfort you?”

“If this is indeed a trap, I will gladly fall into it!”

“I really don’t want to see you suffering on your own.”

“Pain is nothing. It is death that concerns me.”

“Tell me something. Why were you crying?”

“I was careless, that’s all! You didn’t have anything to do with it.”

“You should shut up and let me protect you!”

“Well, you could learn to be more gentle.”

“Listen, it’s fair to say you don’t like me, right?”

“You fool! Don’t think you could ever escape my grasp!”

“You. Will. Stop. Flirting… Right?”

“I loathe all things. I despise every living creature who’s bound to time.”

“Can we lose some of the violence?”

“Its irrational. Its impossible. Its against my religion.”

“There was no place for me, so I had find one myself.”

“Forgive me, it’s hard to control myself around such beauty.”

“I simply asked a question. I don’t care, I’m just curious.”

“My only ambition is simply to kill as many people as humanly possible.”

“How are you feeling? A little better than before?”

“You don’t need to say anything, just please, hear me out.”

“Will you bear my child?”

“It’s just that I think you like me more now is all. “

“I will not kill you. I will break you.”

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tfw you wanna post your father’s day thing but you’re stuck at the airport and the lyft driver is taking forever. D,8

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real monsters are born of love. they crawled from the womb of something warm, something soft, something bright— with hearts vulnerable, naked, helpless and hopeful. the monster loved— that’s how it became monstrous.

love the predator, pity its prey | m.a.w (via dvoyd)

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 SAILOR MOON WEEK 2016, DAY THREE.      favorite antagonist. queen beryl.

i don’t know, i’ve never had a particular favorite ; i have a special kind of adoration for most if not all sm villains, but beryl was the first & i think she’ll always have the most of my admiration compared to the others.

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Queen Nehellenia: I have unfinished business with the White Moon.

Queen Beryl: Yeah? Get in line.

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well, this is nice change ~   got the house to myself and i’m actually not beat from this week being so hectic at work. so i think i might brush the dust off this and asana’s blog and get some things done. 83 

hit that  ❤  for a starter !!   and i’ll throw a starter call up on asana’s blog, too. 

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evening, all !   just throwing it out there that THIS now exists.  8 )

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this ask meme is based on the blog gravesuggestion.  i’ve divided it up into two categories  ( light  &  dark )  based on the themes.  some of these can be somewhat triggering seeing that the darker ones deal with a lot of death mentions.  please be cautious before continuing on!!

L I G H T

‘  at night i dream of you.  ’ ‘  don’t give up yet.  you still have time to fix things.  ’ ‘  falling in love with someone else is not a personal attack.  ’ ‘  i am still so weak when it comes to you.  ’ ‘  i can’t believe i let myself let you down.  ’ ‘  i don’t care where we go when we die,  as long as i’m with you.  ’ ‘  i dream of saying to you all the words i held inside until it was too late.  ’ ‘  i feel so warm  &  safe when you talk to me.  maybe i could love you if you’d let me.  ’ ‘  i finally let the right people in  &  i have never felt so loved.  ’ ‘  i like the way your nails paint red stripes along my spine days after you’re gone.  ’ ‘  i lived in your permafrost for twenty years  &  then you looked at me  &  i felt the warmth of spring.  ’ ‘  i once wished you’d leave me alone,  but i take it back.  ’ ‘  i want to be able to love someone else,  but you stretch your arms  &  spread your legs inside my heart so that there is no room for anyone or anything else.  ’ ‘  i want to believe that we got it right this time.  ’ ‘  i wonder how much longer i can cling to your light before it expires completely.  ’ ‘  i would travel across the world to be by your side,  because as long as you are with me,  anywhere is a perfect place to me.  ’ ‘  it took me awhile to realize it myself,  but you are not what other people say you are.  ’ ‘  it’s not that i really need you,  but life would be pretty boring without you around.  there’s no one i would rather be with.  ’ ‘  i’d like to stay like this for awhile.  ’ ‘  life  &  death don’t have to be so boring,  let’s make both an adventure.  ’ ‘  life imitates art,  they say.  i didn’t believe it until i started to notice the way your eyelashes look so much like tiny ink stroke.  ’ ‘  live your life so that when you die,  souls will come for miles just to hear your historic tales.  ’ ‘  make your exes jealous  &  your past self proud.  ’ ‘  maybe you’re what i needed to find in order to move on.  ’ ‘  never get caught falling harder.  they’ll never let you back up.  ’ ‘  please don’t go.  ’ ‘  some days it’s easier to just stop fighting it  &  succumb.  ’ ‘  sometimes,  you’ll find it hard to keep going,  but you always will.  ’ ‘  the desire i feel for you is that same itching,  insidious hunger that an addict has for their addiction.  ’ ‘  the worst thing about you is that you weren’t all bad.  ’ ‘  there is absolutely nothing  &  no one who can stop me.  ’ ‘  there is no route of losing you that is without pain.  ’ ‘  there’s still room for adventure  &  there is no one i’d rather have by my side.  ’ ‘  things didn’t turn out the way i planned,  but i’m alright with that.  ’ ‘  we could be really incredible together,  you know?  ’ ‘  you are beautiful  &  vibrant  &  confident.  you are light  &  laughter incarnate  &  every fiber of your being screams freedom  &  joy.  when i am with you,  i am truly happy.  ’ ‘  you are starlight incarnate,  from the grand way you sway your hips to the wide mysterious way you think.  blessed are any to be loved by you.  ’ ‘  you are too afraid of the future to let go of a past that was never kind to you.  ’ ‘  you call me yours  &  i have no idea what that even means to you.  ’ ‘  you remind me of bubblegum  &  sweets;  soft  &  pink  &  warm.  you are strong in the gentlest way.  you are so stubbornly kind.  i wish i could be like that.  ’ ‘  you still visit me while i sleep sometimes.  your fingers trace my spine  &  i listen to you breathe.  please stop haunting me.  ’ ‘  ‘morbid curiosity’ is a wonderful way to describe how i feel about you.  ’

D A R K

‘  a thousand empty bottles  &  fist fights will never return to us what we lost that day.  ’ ‘  everyone else has moved on,  but i am still here.  ’ ‘  everything about you screams danger.  ’ ‘  everything is worthless to you  &  you,  in turn,  became worthless.  ’ ‘  for once in my life i want to be surrounded by people that i don’t feel like i need to impress.  ’ ‘  freedom is really hard to get used to.  ’ ‘  how could you do this to me?  how fucking could you?  ’ ‘  i am becoming everything we always dreamed of  &  i am leaving you behind.  ’ ‘  i buried you so well that you might as well have died.  ’ ‘  i can rest easy knowing that the person i love is dead  &  not the monster you became.  ’ ‘  i can’t look at you.  not now,  not ever.  ’ ‘  i don’t ask how you’ve been.  what’s the point?  you’d lie anyways.  ’ ‘  i dream of hearing the words i so desperately needed to lay your memory to rest.  ’ ‘  i haunted this house first.  there is no room for you here.  ’ ‘  i have a right to be upset.  i loved them too, you know.  ’ ‘  i just want it to end.  i want it to all go away.  i want to go away.  ’ ‘  i may be a wolf in sheep’s clothing,  but a snake hiding in the skin of a mouse is far more dangerous.  ’ ‘  i saw your face today  &  didn’t feel anything.  i am free.  ’ ‘  i tried to save you,  but you didn’t want to be saved.  you just wanted someone to suffer with you.  ’ ‘  it’s almost as if you were never here.  ’ ‘  it’s unhealthy to do these things,  you tell me.  you say it’s time to stop smoking,  time to stop gambling,  &  dammit,  i f you don’t stop drinking it’ll kill you.  i sure hope you’re right,  darling.  ’ ‘  i’m always pleasantly surprised by how easy it is to kill you in my mind  ’ ‘  i’m not really scared to die.  i’m more afraid that no one will miss me when i’m gone.  ’ ‘  i’m not the person you left behind anymore.  there’s no one here to miss.  ’ ‘  i’ve been dead far longer than i’ve been alive.  ’ ‘  i’ve eaten nothing but flower petals  &  ivy for weeks because i want to be beautiful inside like you.  ’ ‘  i’ve never been completely satisfied.  i most likely will still be unsatisfied long after my death.  ’ ‘  no motive other than pleasure,  my dear.  ’ ‘  one day i’ll go or you will.  either way,  it will be as if i’m losing a piece of myself.  ’ ‘  our dreams  &  promises decay along with you.  ’ ‘  the leaves change,  but nothing else does.  ’ ‘  the only difference between avoiding  &  leaving is that now i’m not waiting up for you.  ’ ‘  there is no such thing as a person who is required to love you.  ’ ‘  there’s only so much that can be done to repair old damage.  ’ ‘  things aren’t going as i hoped.  maybe if i die,  i can start over again?  better luck next time.  ’ ‘  this is not something to be proud of.  this is a tragedy.  ’ ‘  trying to get rid of me?  oh honey,  you’ll have to try much harder than that.  ’ ‘  trying to get under my skin?  you’re nothing more than a pesky itch.  ’ ‘  unlike you,  i can’t hide my identity when it becomes an inconvenience or a danger.  ’ ‘  weeping is for gods  &  martyrs,  we cannot afford such luxuries.  ’ ‘  would you even miss me?  ’ ‘  you are not important enough to earn an eternal place in my heart.  ’ ‘  you complain nonstop about being unloved  &  alone,  i can’t imagine what you’d be like if that were actually true.  ’ ‘  you don’t know what it’s like.  ’ ‘  you made this so fucking easy for me.  ’ ‘  you should see me as a threat.  i will tear down everything you know until there is nothing left of you.  i am a walking threat.  ’ ‘  you think i’m already gone,  but i’m still fighting.  ’ ‘  you think i’m dead,  but i’m just dying.  ’ ‘  you were never an addiction,  you were a fucking disease.  ’ ‘  you wouldn’t dare cross me.  i am god  &  you are the soil beneath my feet.  ’ ‘  your existence takes up so much more space in mine that we might as well be one entity.  ’ ‘  your fingers are so cold  &  bruised,  but you’re still slamming your fists again the barricade as if it makes a difference.  ’ ‘  your hair is tied in a noose  &  your fingernails are razor blades,  your lips are poison  &  i will gratefully kiss them.  ’ ‘  your hatred has a body count  &  we will not forget.  ’ ‘  your loss,  not mine.  ’ ‘  you’re a sick fuck.  you know that?  ’ ‘  you’re not gentle with me  &  i would never ask you to be.  ’ ‘  you’ve trapped yourself so thoroughly in your own mind that it’s not even a rut anymore,  it’s a pit.   ’