arabella

[msqarabxlla]

xiaoxhui​:

Awkward.

“Okay..you can do this. On three.” She whispered, griping the ground next to her she slowly, and carefully pulled herself out, groaning as the movement caused her pain to flare up, “Oh fuck…” She cried out in pain, before looking around, trying to find a way out of the rubble, not seeing any way out.

“Is anyone there?” She called out weakly, coughing as she inhaled some dust, “Anyone?” @msqarabxlla

arabella would have preferred if the end of the world had come on some other day other than on the day she resolved herself to finally slaughter (out of the many other times and attempts already) to kill the two betrayers, jiho and adrian, who in her justified eyes, were rather smitten with each other. 

but noooooo.

the world just had to come crashing right down as she tailed those two on a mission, sauntering about with a yawn...until a whole explosion bombs the shitty mall, and everything started falling apart.

the goddamn government--she thought to herself, scowling as she darted towards the nearest table with a screech, hurling herself just under the space beneath the table as the ceiling came crashing down. 

at some point from the constant assault of rocks on the roof above her head, arabella was sure that she had knocked out--at the very least, for quite a bit.

a concussion perhaps, she thought to herself with a groan, holding a hand to her head as she climbed out from underneath the mess, the table that she had sought refuge under successfully defending her: until the very last moment, the evidence of it’s traitorous ways being how there was a crack that very nearly split the table in two, and the blood that she was pretty sure was spouting from the top of her head (it felt grossly wet and sticky. way too gross and sticky to actually be sweat.)

 first things first. 

she had to find someone. anyone. or perhaps if whatever god was listening, they’d bless her with a crippled jiho and adrian so that she could finish the job off better.

“yooooo--” as though testing out what she could do, arabella gave a whisper yell to whoever was in the room, shuffling closer as she heard some coughs bubble from nearby. there was someone, she was sure of that. 

perhaps jiho. her thoughtless mind zeroed in on the only possibility that she wanted, legs taking off in the direction of the cough, before screeching to a stop at the weak call from beneath the rubble. 

oh.

yeah, that definitely wasn’t jiho. or adrian and his chunky chicken cutlet ass.

arabella heaved a disappointed sigh. perhaps...she should leave this place before anything unnecessary happened.

but still, it didn’t really sit right with her that she was leaving someone that was alive under the rubble to their deaths. besides, if amara had been here, she probably would have jumped right into saving them immediately. that was how kind her twin was. 

arabella clenched her teeth, grumbling to herself as she shuffled a little closer to the rocks where the voice had come from.

“helloooo.” she coughed, trying to force her voice a little deeper than usual to conceal herself.”ah-ah...i’m here.” she angled herself against the rock almost awkwardly. “i’m presuming that you wish for me to do something?”

[soulrph]

powerful prompts pt. 2

so i made a list of generic power prompts a while back, and i had a recent inspirational moment, so here we go again! many people sent in wonderful ideas for this, but they were so good and so full of potential for new memes that i’ll revisit them later! as always, with the action memes, please add “REVERSE” to let the receiver know if you want the roles reversed!

ACTION PROMPTS.

[ GLOW ]:     sender’s eyes begin to glow as a result of them preparing to use their powers.

[ BLEED ]:     sender’s nose begins to bleed as a direct result of them using their powers.

[ RADIANT ]:     preparing to use their powers, the sender’s skin begins to glow as they summon their power.

[ KILL ]:     while in full view of the receiver, sender uses their powers to kill someone.

[ SAVE ]:     sender uses their powers to save the receiver’s life from immediate and otherwise inevitable danger.

[ DEFEND ]:     in order to defend themselves from potential harm, the sender prepares to use their powers to fight the receiver.

[ PROTECT ]:     in order to protect the receiver from harm, the sender uses their powers to keep them safe and erase the threat.

[ DISPLAY ]:     sender tentatively displays a small amount of their power to show a curious receiver what they can do.

[ TEACH ]:     sender arrives at receiver’s doorstep to teach them how to use their newly discovered powers.

[ FEAR ]:     sender unleashes their powers in a massive way as a result of feelings of fear.

[ WARNING ]:     as a warning shot to keep the receiver away from them, the sender releases a quick, brief blast of their powers.

[ GRIEF ]:     having recently suffered a massive loss that causes huge feelings of grief, the sender releases a huge wave of their power.

[ RAGE ]:     overcome with sheer anger, sender unleashes their power on a massive, uncontrollable scale in front of the receiver.

[ LOST ]:    sender uses their powers to the point of losing control, unable to stop, forcing the receiver to try and intervene to limit the damage.

[ CALM ]:     witnessing the receiver losing control of their powers, sender frantically calls to them to try and keep them calm and in control.

[ COLLATERAL ]:     while using their powers in a reckless and possibly uncontrolled way, sender accidentally and severely wounds the receiver.

[ DEVASTATION ]:     sender arrives on scene to find the receiver, having recently lost control of their abilities, surrounded by the consequences. ( i.e. telekinetics surrounded by broken objects, pyrokinetics surrounded by scorched buildings etc. )

[ CONSEQUENCE ]:     having just unleashed a massive wave of their powers, sender regains consciousness to discover that the receiver has been fatally wounded as a direct result of their power.

DIALOGUE PROMPTS.

“ you know, it’s really difficult to explain injuries to a doctor when those injuries are caused by literal magic… ”

“ i… i’ve never been able to do that before… ”

“ no, no, uh… something’s wrong. it’s… my powers. my powers are gone. i can’t find them, they’re not… they’re not there anymore. ”

“ you have no idea what i’m capable of! ”

“ i… i’ve hurt people, before. i didn’t mean to. but i did. i lost control, and… i can’t let that happen again. ”

“ you need to lie low for a while. using your powers the way you’ve been using them… people are starting to take notice. ”

“ and why the hell should i be hiding, huh? why should i hide what i can do? it’s time the world knew, perhaps… that there’s gods among them. ”

“ i know about what you can do. i’m not blind, you know. i’m also not an idiot. i’ve known for a long time. ”

“ don’t give me that, okay? great power, great responsibility… it’s a load of bullshit. i never asked for this power, okay? i didn’t want this. i have it, and that’s not my fault. i just wanted a normal life! ”

“ you’ve seen what i can do when i lose control… i can’t let that happen again. “

“ you have powers, too, right? “

“ how long have you had them? how… how have you been able to control your powers so well that nobody knows you have them? “

“ people always expect us to be the heroes, don’t they? i figure it’s wishful thinking. manifestation, right? keep hoping the people who can destroy the world with a snap of their fingers, might just be good enough to want to save it instead… “

“ i heard that you have powers. and… i was hoping, maybe you could teach me how to use mine? “

“ together, if we combine what we can do… we would be unstoppable. “

“ people say they’d give anything to do what we can do. until they can do it, that is. then, they’d give even more to not be able to do it anymore. “

“ what do you mean? what’s wrong with your powers? “

“ i love you. not your powers, not your fame. you. “

“ we… we shouldn’t be together. not after tonight. those men wanted you dead because you know me; we were lucky that i was there to stop them. but… loving me, being with me… it puts a target on your back. and i won’t always be around to protect you. “

“ i don’t know how i’m able to do these things, so how the hell do you expect me to know how to control them?! “

“ don’t start what you can’t finish, kid. i’ve had my powers a lot longer than you have. it would be a very quick fight. “

“ i… i hurt those people? oh my… i could’ve destroyed the whole city if you hadn’t stopped me! “

“ how do i know that i’m in love with you for real? how do i know you’re not using your magic powers to make me think that i love you? “

“ don’t say that. you can’t know that, okay?! how do you know i’m not casting a magic spell on you to make you pretend that you love me? “

“ that’s not all i can do… would you like me to show you more? “

[msqarabxlla]

❛ it’s okay. you can let go. ❜

memes -- answering, feel free to make them into threads!

was this a ploy or something?

arabella tried to understand the context and content of what alex--no, now jiho, was trying to say, hands still grasping tightly onto the butter knife, eyes narrowed, and lips bared into a snarl.

like a kitten waving its claws around and trying to bat wildly at the thing that they desired, only to miserably fail in its shorthanded wake.

arabella breathed heavily, unsure if it was from the residual anger, or the fact that she had been running at full blast right towards jiho with a great scream that would have made even the loudest person in the world proud...only to completely miss her stab, sending herself flying horizontally right into the ground.

"oh no. ain't ever letting go. don't think you can trick me with your devilish charms and wiles!" it wasn't as if she hadn't noticed his unshaven legs, or the hippie vibe and alcohol in his hand. jesus, this was the guy that amara fancied?

arabella wondered sometimes if her twin her lose more braincells than she had ever had in the first place.

what was so likable about this hairy chunk of a man in front of her?

she squinted her eyes, trying to catch a glimpse of his eyes through his hair.

alright, fine. he was handsome, in a ruggish sort of way.

though, that was not exactly how she had recalled him to be like back in the cultish days that they had.

alex was more...clean cut. she was sure of that.

and he had a nice pair of brown eyes.

perhaps even a naughty sexy smirk.

of course, that was all hypothetical and theoretical. all amara's words, not hers.

it wasn't as if she had snuck a few glances here and there at the cult's most eligible when she knew he was her sister's.

"did anyone ever tell you that you feel like that mr d from percy jackson?" she blurted out halfway, the passing thought having taken its precedence in her mind compared to that of most others, even with a knife in hand and the heart to completely stab him.

[msqarabxlla]

msqxadr​:

He was glad they didn't do anything at the introductions beyond their names. He was not sure how comfortable he would be telling others what powers he had. Beyond meeting with the Big Cheese, he looked like a rebel sympathizer with no powers. Exactly the kind of role he played back at his father's private community (aka cult). Except there were differences.

At least he was contemplating the differences to himself, and so busy was he trailing after the guide that he didn't immediately see the tiny woman headed his way who looked oddly familiar until she was right in front of him.

"Amara?"

if there was one, particular thing that arabella hated after well, running for so long (how long had it been exactly that she was on the run? she’d lost count anyway, so bleh, it didn’t matter.)--it was the fact that she had no particular place to actually stay. 

and so when she was invited into what people called “the rebellion”, she had jumped at the first chance she had...completely disregarding anything that had the person that had recruited her had talked about with regards to what exactly it was that they did.

she just needed a place to stay. 

for now, at the very least.

it wasn’t as if they could immediately tell that she was lying about the “green powers” she supposedly had. she wasn’t even sure if she had one. 

after all, the one that was considered the more gifted of the two between them...was amara. not her.

so it was with a silent apology to amara in heaven that she set off to her new home in the rebellion. happily.

at least--until she saw a strangely familiar figure in the distance. 

tall, lanky, brooding...with a stinky look on his fucking hot face. 

there was no need to explain to her who exactly this person was--the years of growing up and spending time together ( no matter how little), had been too ingrained into her for arabella not to recognize her cult brother, adrian.

the person that had failed to save amara even though she was breathing right next to him.

jesus. fucking. christ.

“....arabella?” she barely heard the person showing her around as she fished out the pen knife from her pocket, eyes squinted as she sucked in a breath and walked, as calmly as she could, in adrian’s direction.

her patience was not always the best either...so halfway into attempting to walk towards him to stab him--she broke out into a run. 

it was easier to surprise him that way anyway, she thought to herself, letting out a loud, unglorious screech as she lunged right in his direction...and completely missed. 

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐡𝐢𝐭 ‘𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  more  angst  to  devastate  your  writing  partners.  metaphorically.  )

❛ you’re a weapon, and weapons don’t weep. ❜

❛ you can’t save everyone. ❜

❛ it should have been you. ❜

❛ did i do good? ❜

❛ i’m sorry that i can’t save you. ❜

❛ wait for me, will you? ❜

❛ i can’t lose you again! ❜

❛ you were dead, i saw you die. ❜

❛ we won’t forget each other, right? ❜

❛ i’m real. i’m here. ❜

❛ you already know how this will end. ❜

❛ it’s always my fault, isn’t it? ❜

❛ i don’t want to go. ❜

❛ can you remember how you died? ❜

❛ i love you, but you’re not mine. ❜

❛ have you ever lost someone? ❜

❛ i didn’t ask to get made. ❜

❛ you’re as beautiful as the day i lost you. ❜

❛ i never meant to hurt you. ❜

❛ is it really you? ❜

❛ their blood is on your hands. ❜

❛ it would have been better to die. ❜

❛ i’m not ready to lose you yet. ❜

❛ i wish i met you sooner. ❜

❛ let’s just stay here. grow old. ❜

❛ you’re the first friend i ever had. ❜

❛ i told you not to fall in love with me. ❜

❛ you always push people away. i just thought you’d never do it to me. ❜

❛ everyone i’ve cared about has either died or left me. except for you. ❜

❛ i know i have a heart because i can feel it breaking. ❜

❛ they’re not coming back. ❜

❛ i’m sorry, have we met? ❜

❛ in my dreams, we’re still together. ❜

❛ you’re the one good thing left in this world. ❜

❛ i hate the way that i don’t hate you. ❜

❛ it’s okay. you can let go. ❜

❛ you mean nothing to me. ❜

❛ we’re on our own now. ❜

❛ you can’t kill me, i’m not alive. ❜

❛ it wasn’t supposed to end like this. ❜

❛ do you remember when we first met? ❜

❛ we’ll see each other again. ❜

❛ there’s nothing you could have done. ❜

❛ we did it. we won. ❜

❛ let’s not go back. not ever. ❜

❛ thanks for playing with me. ❜

❛ why does it feel like this is goodbye? ❜