temporary hiatus.

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chxmpionofjustice​:

                  ⁕ “When I was younger we called it daddy issues.” She snickers a bit, a glimpse of the old Usagi peeking through for a moment, “So they will continue to dig themselves in further and further… because of daddy issues.” ⁕

the smile that widened along abel’s face was one truly, this time, full of mirth, something almost sly about it, “interesting. i never expected you to be the one to call me ‘daddy’. i had that reserved for someone else. although i doubt he ever truly would.” he waved that way, “who’s to say? only time will tell. desmond is an erratic child.”

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chxmpionofjustice​:

                   ⁕ Her look is soft, almost affectionate where he’s polite -because he’s right and he is probably the only other being besides the Guardian Cosmos who does understand- and it says an awful lot about their differences, “That is one way to put it. Special. Destined…“ She smiles again, “I wonder, if they know who she’ll become or if Desmond just has a supreme dislike for me in any form. If I wasn’t aware of just how special we are, I’d be more concerned with their interference in her path.” ⁕

another laugh; she is one of the very few that can draw these out of him. this consistently, at the very least. “desmond? oh. pay that child no true mind: they act that way towards everything. myself included. i believe the term used loosely is ‘father complex’.”

[spaacemusings]

                                      because i have known despair                                                   i value hope

                                      because i have tasted frustration                                                i value fulfillment 

                                        because i have been lonely                                                   i value love

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chxmpionofjustice​:

                    ⁕ She dips a shoulder in a shrug, “Observing. It is not my place to interfere… Though, I know the time is coming when I will visit my past self. It is strange… Watching your past play out when you’ve already lived it.” ⁕

“shut ones eyes, close ones ears, one will walk the path all the same. with a few, exceptions. no two roads are exactly the same.” abel smiles politely, “for most. we, my dear, are special.”

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chxmpionofjustice​:

                     ⁕ She laughs then, because she can’t deny that. It is intriguing, to say the least. And so very long. ”I suppose so, especially when they want attention. The tantrums can destroy eardrums. Or cities.” ⁕

his eyes closed again, seemingly at ease. “attention-seeking is something i have never understood. those who have it need not seek it out in such ways. ....although. may i ask what brings you here? it is rare to see you, hm, shall we say ‘out and about’?”

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redratrobed​:

his teeth felt like they were going to fall out, his gums ached as his fangs transformed into regular human teeth, no longer as sharp as they once were. his bones twisted and cracked within him as they lost that superior strength. muscles felt like they were expanding beyond possibility before deflating just as quick. his arms twitched, hands moving to feebly grip at the ground as though that would give sora some reprieve from the agony. but even that weak movement ached his whole body. hot tears fell from sora’s eyes still, giving him some comfort because at least it was some form of liquid against his skin.

abel observed sora with a detached demeanour, eyes cold as a void of darkness. he stepped forward, that noise echoing in the sheer quiet now that sora had stopped screaming some. little whimpers now. abel paid that no mind, felt the weight of a sword’s handle in his left hand. he waited, until sora twitched, and tried to sit up.

“sora.”

then when sora looked up at him, abel moved, and slashed that thick blade across the left side of sora’s face, leaving a jagged yet long scar along the left side of sora’s cheek, angled slightly, starting nearest the edge of sora’s lip before stopping just before sora’s cheekbone.

“that is a reminder: of this first mistake you have made,” abel spoke loudly, over that scream that sora was giving, because it was no ordinary cut: that wound was bubbling with a darkened, blackened like ooze, misty purple energy smoking from it, “that scar will never leave you. i do hope you think on these moments, and those to come, whenever that scar catches your eye in a reflection.”

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redratrobed​:

he screamed. how could he not? sheer agony exploded inside of his blood, his soul, his senses; unlike anything sora had ever experienced before. his skin, his flesh, his blood, it was boiling and freezing all at once…! he was gonna die! he was gonna die—!!! tears overwhelmed him as that demonic blood was pulled away from him, as his hair transformed into that black again, as his dog ears began to bleed as though forcefully being peeled off his head–

“stop… it….!”

“you are the one who moved to engage me. and now you are asking me to stop? interesting.” abel watched as sora collapsed in a heap, curling into himself as he clutched at his stomach. sora’s body began to twitch and shaking horribly, that screaming tearing out of sora’s throat louder, a mixed wail and sheer yell from pain. sora’s ears indeed did fall off, blood pooled down the sides of sora’s face from his scalp.

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redratrobed​:

sora froze, he froze in fear because the way this man moved, it was neither human nor demonic– what was he—!?

he gagged, feeling the man’s fist push into his gut with the force enough to rend mountains. then fingers were shoved into his gut, blood, it overwhelmed his senses, along with so much pain–

‘seal.’

what–

his eyes widened, pupils shrinking; wait, his pupils…. wait, what; what why was his strength leaving him!? sora moved, weakly, skin paling more and more as the seconds ticked by, palm slipping against the taller male’s arm, feebly trying to pull it out of his flesh,

“what…. are….. you doing….?”

“why, testing you, of course.”

abel gave a sharp, harsh twist with his fingers and his palm. a burning sensation overwhelmed the younger hanyou, sounds of searing flesh and smoke rising from his gut. the young hanyou began to scream and thrash in agony. abel stared at the tears that were flowing down sora’s expression, feeling the other’s claws scraping into his arm in a futile attempt to detach. 

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redratrobed​:

a snarl rumbled across sora’s being at the way that abel moved. this bastard–!! “don’t mock me!” & with that, sora dashed forward, low to the ground, rushing with a speed that wouldn’t be traceable by the regular human eye.

“mock you? i would never.” abel tracked the half-demon with ease, but did not move to meet him. to intercept. no. abel stood there, and allowed young sora to come to him. a predictable clawed swipe, which abel shuffled back just a touch from.

then he moved, and slammed his fist into sora’s gut before the other could think to blink. sora was winded, but in that same instance, abel’s hand moved, loosened, and he pressed his palm into sora’s stomach. his fingers, they dug into sora’s flesh, tore through his clothes,

“seal.”

sora would feel it then: his energy, his demonic blood, it was, leaving him.

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chxmpionofjustice​:

                      ⁕ ”Mmm… new memories can be amusing. My past is constantly in flux.” She still sounds amused, because she knows, she will always end up here, regardless. “Desmond is causing quite a stir again.” ⁕

“true. your timeline is always intriguing, bunny-chan.” abel smiles, but there is no warmth to the gesture; though it is polite, “ah yes. well. kids will be kids.”

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redratrobed​:

his nostrils flared a bit as a scent, an energy, pricked at his senses. he sniffed more, then, sora grinned, “hey, you’re strong, huh? let’s fight!”

“fight? ...hm. it would be a tad earlier than necessary. however. i suppose a test of your ability is in order.” abel moved then, one hand moving to bend and rest behind his back, his left arm moving to raise upward. a palm outward, before he motioned for the young hanyou to move, “come.”

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redratrobed​:

“who the fuck are you.”

“...my. you certainly have the mouth on you, don’t you?” abel eyed the other, sensing that intense, immense potential just wafting off the shorter boy. really now. how dense were all these demons?

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chxmpionofjustice​:

                       ⁕ ”Evening…” Her smile is small but still nonetheless amused, “You seem to be enjoying yourself.” ⁕

a light laugh, but it’s deep and seems to shake the atmosphere of the room, “do i? hmm. so do you, judging by that humour in your smile.”

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chxmpionofjustice​:

                        ⁕ ”…” ⁕

abel smiles some, eyes still closed as he leans against the chair, “good evening, my dear.”

[ncthinglostnothingained]

& his contribution to that fight done, abel’s gonna lounge for a bit.

[ncthinglostnothingained]

“interesting.”

[thebookquotes]

Don’t apologize for your feelings. Never apologize for those.

Jenna Evans Welch, from Love & Olives (via thebookquotes)