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“ being strong doesn’t mean never asking for help or admitting you’re in pain. ” (from Xylia)

#{answered meme}#{ask meme}#{starter meme}#knave-ofhcarts

“ being strong doesn’t mean never asking for help or admitting you’re in pain. ” @awild-soul

“Xylia,” Luke groaned, opening the freezer and literally sticking his head in as if the cold might clear his thoughts. “I don’t want to have this conversation right now.” Or ever, but especially right now. “I told you that I can’t talk to my family. It’s better for them that way. I was just...social media creeping, a little. To make sure they’re okay!” Slowly, he removed his face, and a box of mini pizzas, from the freezer. “I don’t need help. I’m not trying to be some tough guy.”

#{starter:xylia}#{starter:closed}#{interactions:xylia}

Freya, Ares & Venus

Freya: Have you ever been in love? “Yeah, of course I have. It was short-lived, but I’m pretty sure it was real love. Shit happens. That kind of thing never lasts.” Ares: Are you an easy person to anger? “Have you met me? Yeah, unfortunately, I’m a little easy to anger.” Venus: Have you ever had your heart broken? “Again, of course. Who hasn’t had their heartbroken? I’m pretty sure the first time a girl broke my heart was in elementary school.”

#{answered meme}#{ask meme}#Anonymous

leneemusing

more prompts for your feels

“ what am i supposed to do when i can’t even trust my own mind? ” “ i have to believe death is the end. because all that waits for me in the afterlife is a debt of sin i don’t think could ever be paid off. ” “ what do you see when you look into my eyes? ” “ it doesn’t always have to be you, you know? your shoulders aren’t the only ones that can bear the weight of the world. ” “ i don’t think hearts break. shattered things can only be broken once. but torn things can be mended again and again until it’s all scars and stitching. ” “ i can’t remember what it’s like to be truly wanted. ” “ every time you look at me i feel invisible. ” “ loneliness is a slow and cruel poison. ” “ i’m afraid that if i let you see every side of me, you should shrink back in fear or disgust. ” “ for once in your life, what is it that you want. ” “ i’ve been wrapped in my sorrow for so long, i’m afraid i’ll feel too cold without it. ” “ i just want to see you smile again. ” “ can’t you stop running for one second? ” “ i’ll be here. when you’re ready to talk. ” “ being strong doesn’t mean never asking for help or admitting you’re in pain. ” “ don’t shut me out. please. ” “ don’t look at me like that. ” “ the world isn’t made up of heroes and monsters. just broken people balancing between the two. ” “ i just wanted to do something good for once. ” “ why can’t you tell me what’s wrong? ” “ just trust me. please. ” “ why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of? ” “ you’re so worried about losing me/them you’re missing everything in front of you. ” “ i’m not leaving you. ” “ you’re not alone. i’m here. ” “ you see everyone so clearly except yourself. ” “ don’t you understand? i love you. and nothing you’ve done, no matter how much of a monster you think you are, is gonna change that. ” “ i find broken things interesting. maybe that’s why i like you so much. ” “ i want to be whatever it is you think i am. ” “ you see the good in everything. that’s why i like it when you look at me. ” “ i’ll still be here when you wake. ” “ i promise i’ll never hurt you again. ” “ as long as i have you, the rest doesn’t matter. ” “ what did they do to you? ” “ i’m not sure i should leave you alone. ” “ i won’t hate you. i know you think that’s what you deserve but it’s not. ” “ i want to love the parts of you that you hate. ” “ i’m scared of what you’re becoming. ” “ i’m sorry, i’m not what you think i am. ” “ you’ll always have a home with me. ” “ what happened to you? ” “ i thought i’d never see you again. ” “ you’re such a fucking coward. ” “ i envy anyone who has the privilege of being loved by you. ” “ you scared me. ” “ please, don’t ever give up on me. ” “ i’m not giving up on you. not ever. ” “ i know you love me. but it’s not the way i want to be loved. ”

#{ask meme}#{starter meme}

Mythology Asks

Anubis: How do you feel about death?

Atum: What are your greatest imperfections?

Bastet: Do you have any cats?

Hathor: What brings you joy?

Horus: What is one thing you've had to fight for in your life?

Osiris: Do you believe in the underworld?

Ra: Do you have any major responsibilities or importance?

Thoth: Do you like to read/write?

Arawn: What is the most terrifying thing you've ever done?

Bran: How is your health?

Brighid: Tell us about your relationship with your father.

Cernunnos: What is your favorite animal?

Danu: What is your relationship with your mother?

Morrigan: What do you think happens when we die?

Olwen: What is your favorite flower?

Rhiannon: Have you ever been betrayed?

Bragi: What kind of music do you listen to?

Freya: Have you ever been in love?

Freyr: Do you have any children?

Hœnir: Are you a silent or talkative person?

Iounn: How old are you?

Loki: What is the best trick you've ever pulled on someone?

Odin: What is your family like?

Thor: Would you consider yourself pretty powerful?

Tree: What have you done with your life? What are you going to do with it?

Aphrodite: What do you think of yourself?

Ares: Are you an easy person to anger?

Athena: Would you consider yourself an artist?

Apollo: Do you play any instruments?

Dionysus: Do you drink?

Hades: Do you have a bad reputation?

Hekate: Have you ever tried to communicate with the dead?

Hermes: Have you ever stolen anything?

Poseidon: Are you a moody person?

Zeus: Are you a confident person?

Jupiter: Would people say that you are intimidating or fairly approachable?

Pluto: Where do you think we go when we die?

Apollo & Dianna: Do you prefer to be up during the day or at night?

Mars: Have you ever gotten into a fight?

Minerva: Do you generally give good advice?

Proserpine: Have you ever felt trapped?

Plutus: Do you have a job?

Venus: Have you ever had your heart broken?

Vesta: Do you like being home or do you try to get out whenever you can?

Morpheus: Do you daydream often? Of what?

#{ask meme}

awild-soul:

“Nah, we’re just fucking,” Xylia shook her head, answering the question at face value and not realizing he was trying to make it a jibe. “Fair enough, mine either. Too many pretty people around here for me to settle down with the first vampire that sinks his fangs into me,” she giggled playfully. She wasn’t surprised it wasn’t serious with him and Morgan, but she had to be sure, for both her friends’ sake. She dug into the ice cream herself, delighted that he’d picked her favorite. “I could compel you to kick your own ass.” She teased playfully.

“Wait -” Luke paused with a spoonful of ice cream halfway to his mouth. “You’re letting him bite you?” He supposed it wasn’t unpredictable. Vampires had to drink blood, and if Xylia was around and willing, it was probably convenient. The idea just made his stomach turn. Grumbling, he shoved the spoonful of ice cream in his mouth. “That would be cheating. You can’t compel me to kick my own ass, you’d have to use your own skill!”

#{interactions:xylia}

awild-soul:

“Ooooh,” Xylia smiled, lifting her brows and making an excited face as he told her about his and Morgan’s New Year. “Good thing we went back to his place, then. I wouldn’t have wanted to compete with you guys,” she teased playfully, although she was sure she and Eli would’ve won. “So are you guys gonna get serious? You’re not allowed to break her heart, you know, or I’ll have to kick your butt,” she warned him, using the spoon he’d just handed her to point at him seriously.

“Are you getting serious with dracula?” Luke shot back. The question was absurd. Serious wasn’t something he was interested in. He shook his head and dug into the ice cream. “I’m not going to break anyone’s heart. It’s not serious. It’s just...whatever it is. A relationship is not on my agenda right now.” Licking the ice cream off his spoon, he raised his eyebrows at Xylia. “I wonder if you could kick my ass.”

#{interactions:xylia}#//lmao luke is allergic to the word srs apparently

awild-soul:

Xylia laughed at the idea of a search party, wondering if he’d really consider such a thing. While he was getting the ice cream, she rearranged the pillows and blankets to get more comfortable on the couch. “Of course I do! Did you see Morgan again?” She guessed enthusiastically, without giving him a chance to answer.

Knowing they’d likely finish the entire carton and give themselves stomach aches, Luke only grabbed giant spoons and no bowls. “They came home with me after the ball,” he admitted, plopping back onto the couch. He handed her a spoon before taking the top off the ice cream. “She didn’t stay as long as you stayed with vamp,” he rolled his eyes good-naturedly, “but it was fun. Definitely better than going home alone, that’s for sure...and you know, a little hangover distraction was good the next morning.”

#{interactions:xylia}

Luke frowned down at his lunch, poking the mysterious looking meat in his salad with his fork. “Is this supposed to be chicken?” He leaned in closer to examine it. “It doesn’t smell like chicken.” The table was littered with his and Hayes’ homework, but Luke had been avoiding his work for the last thirty minutes. “Smell this and tell me what you think.” // @adundas

#{interactions:hayes}#{starter:hayes}#{starter:closed}

selcnophile:

“You must know by now that I wouldn’t bring it up if I didn’t plan to,” Morgan pointed out, their lips mere centimeters from his as they spoke, “for medical reasons.”

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#{interactions:morgan}#nsfw

wraithedd:

CHAMPAGNE IS THE ADULT EQUIVALENT of apple juice and luke’s a fool to think otherwise, so she’s silently glad the bubbly’s given him a hangover. he deserves it, more so now that she catches him trying to cop her magazine. ❝ — HEY ! ❞ she shifts her body away from him in a failed attempted to shoulder him off from his thievery. ❝ it should be but it isn’t, ❞ she pauses for a moment and off of a whim decides to mess with him a bit. ❝ you’d know that if you knew me at all. ❞

Luke’s eyebrows raised as he skimmed the page. “Do you really need these tips? Jesus, some of them aren’t even good.” His nose crinkled as he ran down the list. Whoever had written the magazine had made the sex advice sound like an infomercial. Raising his eyes to meet hers, Luke let out a huff. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

#{interactions:elle}

awild-soul:

“Deal. And I’ll try to remember to text you when I disappear for a few days, but I can’t make any promises where sexy motorcycle vamps are concerned,” she replied with a teasing smile. She couldn’t help it, when she was with Eli nothing else really seemed to matter, it was kind of a miracle she’d managed to drag herself away from his bed for movie night. “I’m going back to his place tomorrow, so you know. Probably gonna stay there until school starts.”

Luke waved his remote holding hand around, as if to give his begrudging approval. At least he’d know where she was this time. “Good to know. I won’t send out a search party if you go radio silent.” Taking advantage of the paused movie, he discarded the remote onto the coffee table and got up to get the ice cream out of the freezer. “So do you want to hear about what I’ve been up to while you were gallivanting around with dracula?”

#{interactions:xylia}

awild-soul:

“Why would I go home when I just got here?” Xylia looked at him like he was crazy, she had spent years convincing her family to let her come to the human world, and it had finally taken a scandal to actually get them to go through with it. “Of course I would, you really think I’d leave without at least saying goodbye?” She raised her brows at him. “Heck, I’d probably ask you to come along. Who else is going to keep me alive in this strange world of yours?”

“You’ve got to know by now that I have no idea what to expect when it comes to you.” A little smile tugged at the corners of his lips. He liked the fact that Xylia was somewhat unpredictable. Being her friend was an adventure. He just wanted to make sure that he wasn’t going to lose her at the drop of a hat. Twirling the remote around in his hand, he thought it all over for a minute. “Alright. You swear you won’t dip without giving me a heads up, and I promise I won’t give you the third degree when you slip away for a few days...because you’re right, you’d definitely need my help if you decided to leave.”

#{interactions:xylia}

awild-soul:

Xylia couldn’t help but like the idea of being confined with Eli, but she got the feeling Luke wouldn’t want to hear about it. She turned her attention back to the tv, getting comfortable on the couch, when Luke suddenly turned it off again. She pressed her lips together, glancing away, a little bit guilty. “I meant to text you… but then my phone died, and I just didn’t notice. I’m not used to these things,” she didn’t have a cell phone in Avalon, and she wasn’t used to checking in with anyone. Everyone back home was too used to her vanishing for days on end, if they worried about her, they’d never stop. “Where did you think I’d go?”

“I don’t know, home maybe.” Luke didn’t care if Xylia went off and had her own adventures with other people. He expected her to be her social self. What he didn’t expect was the tight knot of anxiety that had twisted in his stomach when she hadn’t answered any of his texts after a few days. How was he supposed to tell her that in a way that didn’t sound pathetic? “Would you tell me if you were going to take off? Not to Dracula’s lair, but like, really take off.”

#{interactions:xylia}

selcnophile:

“That wasn’t even one of them,” Morgan admitted, their hands sliding over his skin the same way she’d done a hundred times before. Or what felt like a hundred times. She lazily spread her legs so he could comfortably hover between them, her lips capturing his again, her tongue sliding back between his lips as her hands moved up his back to grip his messy locks of hair. They lost themselves in the pleasure that being with Luke brought them, completely unaware of what was happening outside of his bed in this moment. “I’ve heard that intense pleasure can instantly mask any feeling of pain,” she whispered against his lips, nose brushing against his and she smirked.

“Oh, really?” Luke breathed, his heart racing as his nose gently bumped Morgan’s. If this was the price he paid for a night of champagne drinking, then maybe he wouldn’t regret his choice of drink so much. He brushed his lips against his, his eyes dancing in the early morning light. “Maybe you can show me some intense pleasure, then. You know, for medical reasons.”

#{interactions:morgan}

awild-soul:

“Wait, there’s ice cream?” Her face lit up, completely ignoring the part where he said she couldn’t have any. But she was quickly distracted by the possibility that Eli was hiding his coffins. “Ooh, do you think? I’ll ask to see them next time, that would be so cool!” She bounced in place, happily taking the half Luke offered to her, she scarfed it down with apparent relish. “Why would being normal impress me? I don’t know about you, but I’d love to sleep in a coffin.”

“Ick, no way. I don’t do well with confined spaces. I get all claustrophobic.” He licked the cheese off his fingers as he spoke and set his empty plate on the side table. He clicked the movie back on, ignoring her question about ice cream for the moment. One look in the freezer would confirm that he’d bought her favorite. Luke fidgeted uncomfortably for a few minutes, tapping the remote against his leg, before pausing the tv again. “I was really worried about you. When you didn’t answer any texts for days...I sort of thought you...left.”

#{interactions:xylia}

awild-soul:

Xylia didn’t answer for a moment, since she had a mouthful of ooey-gooey grilled cheese right now. She smiled deviously after she swallowed, refusing to give back the half of the sandwich she’d stolen. “But I’m soooo hungry,” she fluttered her eyelashes all innocently. “I’m not sure this movie is wholly accurate… I didn’t see a single coffin at Eli’s place.”

“I’m not sharing any of the ice cream with you.” It was a battle Luke knew he would lose, but he was going to put up a fight anyway. He wan’t really upset about her stealing his food (he’d gotten used to that), it was the fact that she’d worried him sick the past few days. “Maybe he keeps them hidden when you’re there,” Luke suggested, splitting the last bit of his grilled cheese in half and handing one of the halves to Xylia. “He’s gotta seem like a normal dude to impress you. Besides, imagine having an overnight guest and being like ‘that was great night, let’s sleep in my coffin.’“

#{interactions:xylia}

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