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fact of the matter was ; when it came to all of it, roman was mostly numb. he’d lost letha, shelley was gone as well, he’d fucking ripped olivia’s tongue out, and peter —– fucking peter —- had run with his dick between his legs, like the fucking coward he was. EXCEPT FOR FUCKING NOW. cause the fucking COWARD was standing there, in front of him, and roman couldn’t give a fuck about him at that point. except —- he did. that was the fucked up part in this whole fucking thing they HAVE. emerald orbs looked at the other, trying his very fucking best to keep his emotions in check. hands tucked into the pockets of his suit pants, he clenched his jaw —- or as best as he could anyways. because the second he tried to speak, there was a fucking knot in his throat, a fucking knot, and he had to swallow it down thickly, had to straighten up and keep his own composure. ❛ what the FUCK are you doing here ?! ❜ his voice was neutral, but there was some sort of pain coating his words. ❛ letha’s gone, shelley’s gone, my mom doesn’t give a fuck — and then you fucking left town to go fuck knows where and NOW you show the fuck up. what the hell do you want, peter. ❜
If there was ONE THING Peter was good at, it was ESCAPING the reality of things, the nightmare that PLAGUED him day in and day out ever since her death. Sure enough, it wasn’t the road he wanted to take, knowing that every choice he made would have a CONSEQUENCE, but that thought alone was tucked in the dark corners of his mind.
Letha was DEAD, and Peter failed to PROTECT her.
To SAVE her.
Keep her away from HARM’S DEVIOUS HAND.
That also meant ABANDONING the one person he considered a FRIEND, someone he grew to admire and TRUST, someone that he could call HOME. The thought alone was striking and caused a wave of anxiety the minute his eyes landed on a rather cold and familiar pair, but...he summoned the strength to lock his gaze with the Upir.
What could he even SAY? He felt so inadequate.
DESPERATE TO SALVAGE WHAT THEY HAD BETWEEN THEM.
“...Roman, PLEASE. I know you’re angry, and you have EVERY RIGHT to be angry, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have the right to EXPLAIN why I did what I did. If you feel like taking a jab at me will help, then FINE -- you get to rip my face off. I can handle that...but y’gotta let me EXPLAIN.”
How could he tell Roman that he just flat out LEFT HIM IN HIS REARVIEW MIRROR after suffering a complete emotional breakdown? He had completely invalided Roman’s feelings the minute his head was shining underneath dim bathroom lights. It was as though he didn’t exist at that very second -- the only thing that MATTERED was the pain that Peter had been dancing with.
But he MISSED Roman. That much was certain.
Lemmy Kilmister is dead and I’m in agony.
CRIES HYSTERICALLY
THE METAL HEAD IN ME IS WEEPING TEA RS OF BLOO D RIGHT NOW
Letha was a small and sandy blonde girl with distinctively idiosyncratic features that were as far from pretty in the conventional sense as they were from homely – She possessed a kind of half-step-removed sense of discovery as though she passed through life having just woken from a sucessful nap.
x– all due credit to withalisp.
he destroys every life he touches. ( rules. ask. )
Super Angsty Starters
"You...did this?"
"I can't believe you."
"You can hate me, you can dislike me but how can you cheat on me?"
"I'm dying..."
"She/He still loves you."
"I just want to go home..."
"You left me..."
"I can't forgive you for this anymore."
"I'm saying goodbye."
"I'm not good enough for you."
"This is goodbye."
"Was this just a game to you?"
"You merely played me like a fool."
"Goodbye."
"You're pathetic."
"Get out of my sight."
"You're nothing but a toy in a game of life."
"You used me?"
"You're so easy to manipulate."
"I never loved you."
"Don't give me that look."
"I can't stand you."
"Goodbye...my almost lover."
"I would have loved you."
"Everything fell apart and I can't pick up the pieces anymore."
"I think this is where I should say goodbye."
"We never had it all."
"...Everything hurts."
"Go away!"
"I don't want to see you anymore!"
"Let me go."
"To think I almost loved you."
"You cheated..?"
"You love someone else other than me anyway."
"Why do you even bother with me anymore?"
"I'm not worth your time."
"Get out of here."
"Get away from me!"
"Don't touch me every again!"
"I hate you."
"Don't leave me."
"Please, I'll do anything!"
"Don't go..."
"We can talk about this!"
"I can't loose you again."
"Don't you have more important things to attend to?"
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“ you weren’t there! i needed you! ”
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“HOW MANY TIMES are you gonna rub that in?”
Letha’s death had ERADICATED any hint of common sense in his body. All he wanted to do was spend his days in solitude and isolate himself from those who actually CARED about him. He was ALWAYS ON THE RUN from the shadows that mirrored his movements – somehow, someway, they never fully disappeared from his general vicinity.
But that meant ABANDONING the one person that had been there through it all, the one person that, despite their different level of playing fields, WAS ALWAYS THERE when the patches got too tough to handle. He TRUSTED Roman Godfrey, the notorious Upir that could either MAKE OR BREAK himself. At the end of the day, it was his own betrayal and his constant need to ESCAPE that broke the bloodsucker to begin with.
“You wanna go ahead and TAKE A SWING at me to feel better, then go ahead. I can’t CHANGE what happened, and I can’t go back and rewrite things to take a different direction. I was WRONG for what I did…but reminding me every TWO SECONDS about leaving you behind isn’t going to make YOU feel any better.”
He DESERVED it.
He broke the foundation of trust he built with the only friend he’s ever made.
Werewolf Transformations is S02 » 02x09 Tintypes
Guys --
I finally watched Star Wars last night and I feel the need to do a Kylo blog because he’s literally the actual personification of myself. Or maybe I’m just an obsessed half-wit who just loves a broken, psychopathic, anger-riddled individual with some redeeming qualities despite his troubles.
CRIES HYSTERICALLY.
STRANGE SENTENCE STARTERS —— for the creative writer in you. Send these in and see what your partner comes up with as a scenario!
*These are completely interchangeable, they’re just in categories to make it easier for all of y’all.
FOR AMIGOS;
“How many times are you going to do that, exactly?”
“You were right. As per usual.”
“Sometimes it’s hard to see the lines you’ve drawn until you’ve crossed them.”
“You’re surprised because you have a soft spot for hot blondes.”
“Is that – that’s a naked Scarlett Johansson on your fridge.”
“You can stay, but for no more than two nights.”
“Please don’t look in this drawer. Please.”
“I told you not to pick him up, he’s very sensitive.”
“Yes. I might have given you rabies. But in my defense, that’s ridiculous and I didn’t.”
“I’m sorry, my cell phone data coverage does not cover the bullshit zone you’re in.”
“Hey! Give me your pants. Quick, give me your pants.”
“No, I’m serious. Stop it right now or I won’t give you the last cookie.”
“You think I’m kidding. But I’ve never been more serious about anything in my entire life.”
“How much would a stripper cost and why so much?”
“I’m going to buy you a drink. Next week. On Thursday. When I get paid. Can you swing this one?”
“Hippos are hungry, hungry! And you are considerably larger than a small piece of lettuce!”
“When I was little, I used to be afraid of mummies. And now look at me. I love dead people!”
“I don’t even miss my ex-boyfriends/girlfriends, I just miss my glockenspiel.”
“It happens to everyone, you just sell your skirt for some coke.”
“Please do not pull your pants down in front of baby Jesus.”
“That’s not the phrasing you want to use.”
“Because nothing says heterosexuality like a gold sash.”
“Please don’t take it out on my boobs.”
“When it gets really windy I look like a bizarre combination of Marilyn Monroe and Cousin It.”
“We have to change our names and run away to Mexico. It’s the only way. Adios.”
“How much money do you have on you?”
“Please tell me that’s a raisin and not a tiny hamster shit you’re eating.”
“Life is a lot better when you put things on your head.”
“For someone who’s not very deep, I’m incredibly not shallow.”
FOR LOVERS;
“I need you to remind me what it feels like to love you.”
“I love you. What? No I don’t. Forget I said anything.”
“I need you to tickle my feet but like, sexually.”
“If we got married, would I have to take your last name? Or could we just make up a new one?”
“I don’t think I can do this anymore.”
“I heard you say his/her name in your sleep last night. Want to explain or should I just leave?”
“I want to spend the night with you tonight. But I also want to sleep on your side. And without you on the bed. So technically I just want your bed.”
“Please don’t be proposing to me in an empty parking lot.”
“Stop saying you’re sorry, you stupid fucking broken record. It’s done.”
“I’m not jealous, I’m curious. About the things you were doing. With him/her. Without me.”
“Your mother’s looks could kill. Actually, are you sure they haven’t before?”
“If you’re breaking up with me tonight, can I at least eat first?”
“Stop sweating. It’s not attractive during sex, and it’s not attractive now.”
“Are you – are you checking me out? In the line for the confessional?”
“We have to go. I might have told your mom I’m pregnant. I don’t know why I said that. I’m not.”
“So what you’re saying it that you’re snorting sugar to get excited for sex.”
“My dog licks better than you do.”
“But through every stupid thing you do and say – and those are a lot, by the way – I love you.”
“I don’t care if you’re growing another head. I’ll talk to both of them. I love you.”
“And I’d take fifty years of not talking to you for just a day of doing so. I promise that’s a compliment.”
“I don’t want to hide this anymore. I’m not some dirty little secret, you American Reject.”
“This is a bit too dramatic for my taste, so can we skip it and have sex instead?”
“I don’t want you to think of me as your personal sex toy.”
“Thanks and all, but that makes me feel like a low-class escort, so.”
“A kiss in exchange for every nice thing you say about me. Deal?”
“Promise me you’re not like him/her. I need to hear it from your mouth. Promise me.”
“Look, I’ve had my heart broken before. I’m not ready to let you in just yet. Anywhere.”
“Don’t leave me here. Anywhere else, okay, but not here.”
“I wish I could say that was the worst sex I ever had, but I’ve had worse.”
“I just blew you. Could you look a little happier about it?”
“I’m attracted to shiny things, so if it looks like I’m staring at your chest, it’s because I am.”
FOR TEXTERS;
[text] This is upsetting my poop.
[text] Hey, are you up? If you’re not, can you wake up? I need some help.
[text] So it involves feces and large birds.
[text] She said that to you? Why?
[text] Please come back. I miss you.
[text] What are you good for if you’re not gonna bring me ice cream?
[text] Can you ignore that last text? It wasn’t meant for you. I’m sorry.
[text] …did you just send me a nude?
[text] FUCK OFF YOU ONE-EYED WHORE.
[text] I don’t know why I said that.
[text] Leave it to you to fuck the simplest of requests up.
[text] Do we have to go to their wedding? He’s only my first cousin.
[text] How much does ‘I love you’ mean to you?
[text] I am not stalking you. But you should do something about your bathroom, it’s gross.
[text] Please. I need this so badly.
[text] I trust you completely.
[text] I’m a genius. You’re a peasant. Everything makes sense again.
[text] Hey, buddy! Got like, five hundred bucks I can borrow? Times ten.
[text] She lost it. She completely lost it. She said her uterus was attacking her bone marrow.
[text] I will not get you donuts.
[text] Please? I love you.
[text] I think I’m gonna go to sleep now, but you keep thinking that.
[text] I can’t say this out loud. They might be listening.
[text] I never meant to hurt you. I didn’t think he’d duck when the ball came at him, I’m sorry.
[text] You’re cute.
[text] I just need you to understand how important you are to me.
[text] Fuck off.
[text] Okay. Guess we’ll leave it at that then.
CHRISTMAS STARTERS
( assorted prompts that are all bedecked with christmas themes. from salty, to ecstatic, to indifferent - feel free to change up the context, pronouns, or words ! )
❛❛ All I want for Christmas is peace & quiet. ❜❜ ❛❛ If mistletoe appears in my one-meter vicinity, I’ll burn it. ❜❜ ❛❛ So - what are you getting me for Christmas? ❜❜ ❛❛ What do you mean, Santa isn’t real? ❜❜ ❛❛ The only thing I like about Christmas is to get drunk on eggnog & wine, & sulk over my year’s regrets. ❜❜ ❛❛ You always give the best presents. ❜❜ ❛❛ Let me get a picture of this for the memories. ❜❜ ❛❛ Christmas party at your house! ❜❜ ❛❛ I swear to god, if you give me a ‘dick-in-a-box’ for Christmas again- ❜❜ ❛❛ It’s snowing! ❜❜ ❛❛ Snow plus sleigh equals fun times. ❜❜ ❛❛ Snow plus sleigh equals broken bones. ❜❜ ❛❛ Please stop saying ‘Christmas is coming’ in Stark’s voice. ❜❜ ❛❛ Are you really setting traps for Santa — ? ❜❜ ❛❛ Don’t eat the cookies & milk I’m leaving on the table, unless your name is Santa. ❜❜ ❛❛ Ah yes, the age-old tradition of an obese old man dressed in a red suit - breaking into your house. ❜❜ ❛❛ Wanna help with the pudding? ❜❜ ❛❛ Help me decorate the Christmas tree. ❜❜ ❛❛ You’re really - enthusiastic - with the decorations. ❜❜ ❛❛ I knitted a sweater for you. Here, wear it. ❜❜ ❛❛ What did you use to knit the sweater? Two left-hands & parental guidance from a hamster? ❜❜ ❛❛ Are you coming to the Christmas party? ❜❜ ❛❛ How did you get tangled in all these fairy lights – ? ❜❜ ❛❛ Let me help with the gift-wrapping. ❜❜ ❛❛ Remember when you caught on fire last year? ❜❜ ❛❛ Oh no - no - you stay away from the alcohol. ❜❜ ❛❛ Stop telling me lies about Santa & his tiny elves. ❜❜ ❛❛ Oh shit, I forgot to buy the presents. ❜❜ ❛❛ Are you telling me you don’t put marshmallows in your hot chocolate? ❜❜ ❛❛ Is this what you do every Christmas? ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m not letting you barricade yourself in your room again for Christmas. ❜❜ ❛❛ Come on! Live a little - find true love - piss in the snow! It’s Christmas. ❜❜ ❛❛ It may be Christmas, but that’s still illegal. ❜❜ ❛❛ Christmas is just another day. What’s the big deal? ❜❜ ❛❛ Christmas should be six months long - not one. ❜❜
