Harder Than Iron

Mercury Black | Ind. Priv. Highly Sel. | Penned by Stat

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Mercury is moving! He can now be found here. New look, same great taste.

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Mercury is moving! He can now be found here. New look, same great taste.

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Mercury is moving! He can now be found here. New look, same great taste.

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Freshly revamped Mercury Black originally established May 2018

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Mercury is moving! He can now be found here. New look, same great taste.

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Confrontation! Sentence Memes

You don’t think of anyone but yourself.

Admit it, you’re scared aren’t you?

You’re out of control!

I hardly ever recognize you anymore, you’ve changed.

You spend all your time locked up doing lord knows what!

Don’t sneak up on me like that.

I heard the commotion last night… it must of been a terrible dream.

Listen, about last night…

Here’s a tip, stop hiding behind excuses each time someone is worried about you.

Why are you alone most of the time?

Weren’t you friends with them?

Aren’t you tired of lying to yourself?

I should have known better… than to be fooled by you.

You’re pretty satisfied with serving on your knees most of the time, huh?

Quit getting in my face.

I’m warning you, get off my back.

I didn’t need your help.

What’s your problem with me?

You say you don’t recognize me, but you’re the one who’s changed.

When will you quit pretending to care? I’m tired of your lip service.

You can’t stand being next to me. Why is that?

Not everyone is going to leave you, but not everyone is going to stay.

You’re gonna get nothing but sass from me if you don’t change the topic.

How many have you killed?

What if they catch you?

This is dangerous…

I know you didn’t have the best relationship with your father/mother…

You’re tired of fighting, aren’t you?

What have you ever gotten out of this?

They’re using you. 

I was only using you.

I’ve known your secret this entire time.

Do you really think no one will find out?

Someone is bound to see the true you and I’ll be there for your reckoning.

You only push me away. Let me help.

Are you suggesting we commit treason?

Don’t fool yourself, you’re just as loathsome as I am.

Stop. I won’t have these unnecessary misgivings. Focus on your task.

Your skepticism is easy to read. What is it that you’re doubting?

In the end, we’ve only gotten more pain. I’m sick of this.

You’re going to run away?

We’re escaping. Tonight.

Make no mistake, we’re not friends.

You’re low. Lower than scum.

I’m only helping you this once.

Be a little more grateful about my help, you would of been a goner.

You can’t do this alone, let me go with you.

You keep can’t doing this yourself, let me intervene I’m sure we can resolve this.

You keep being singled out, it isn’t fair.

Quit mothering me, I said I’ve got this under control.

Maybe you should stop worrying about me and look at yourself first.

Help me? You could hardly help yourself.

Of course making friends would be easy for you, you’re eager to please.

You really are an emotionless robot.

How can you brush me off, if you’ve never even given me a chance?

Don’t touch me.

Get out.

Get away from them!

Watch out!

You’re in danger.

Your loved one is in danger.

If you won’t do it, I’m sure your friend wouldn’t mind being in your place.

Please. Talk to me.

Don’t you ever say that again.

Don’t pretend we’re friends.

It was easy for your friends to abandon you. 

Shut up!

Let go of me.

Tell them how you really feel.

You’re not fooling anyone with your haughty display of strength.

Offended? I’m surprised. I thought you were hollow and unfeeling.

Tell me where it is.

 You said you’d never lie to me.

There’s nothing wrong in doing what is absolutely necessary. The ends justify the means.

You obey order without question, you’re just a docile dog aren’t you?

Maybe if you stopped being such an ice queen people would enjoy being around you.

You scorn others around you but you’ve never once stopped to open your eyes.

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Mercury cut his teeth killing faunus.

The first murders Mercury committed were poor faunus living in lower Mistral. Marcus chose his targets with the logic that even if Mercury was messy and left a crime scene strewn with evidence, local authorities wouldn't put much effort into investigating murders within this demographic. He was right. Mercury’s early kills were anything but clean and certainly not quick, but they were never traced to him.

Between exposure to his father's prejudices and this conditioning to prioritize his own life and safety over others, particularly faunus, Mercury grew up with less than ideal beliefs. It wasn't until he gained more independence and stepped out of Marcus's shadow that he began to cultivate his own way of thinking. A number of influences forced him to think of faunus not as expendable prey, but as people. 

The result was that Mercury grew into a man who wouldn't hesitate to kill a faunus when prompted, but detested the concept of basing his motives on whether his victims were human or faunus. 

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lose yourself in a dream.

bravery.

you've hardened a shell around the person that you used to be. there was only so much you could take until you needed to gain control, change the only thing you could. you might think there's only a yolk left inside, but there's so much more. in the corners and in the crevices, there's pieces of you that you never got to meet. i promise that little kid is still in there. things will get better because you're good at breaking through things. so keep yourself together, yeah? that little kid still hasn't seen the rest of the world yet.

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tagging: @jinxedcrow / @eyefreaked, @caeloservare​, @teamorcd​, @banded-muses​ (libra), @panacaeus​ (blake)

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bold what applies, horror renaissance edition !

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tagging : do it

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 : the darkness of a cluster of trees. a crackling campfire. the snap of a twig underfoot. the sound of children’s laughter. a sense of kinship with animals. isolation in the wilderness of life. fighting to free yourself from repression. cutting ties with toxic family members. feeling lost, alone, and afraid in the forest of your own emotions. the feeling that something – or someone – is watching you.

𝐈𝐓 : the refreshing feeling of summer vacation. spending time with your best friends. the feeling that something important is missing from your life. waking from a nightmare in the middle of the night. the sick feeling of missing a step while walking up the stairs in the dark. thinking you see something moving just out of your line of sight. cotton candy. red balloons. a shiver running down your spine.

𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ! : a sense of peaceful isolation, relief in solitude. the spike of anxiety upon being thrust into an unfamiliar situation. feeling protective over the things that are yours. a tumultuous turn in a relationship with someone you love. smoke billowing from a roaring fireplace. a thunderstorm raging outside an open window. the gut-wrenching sound of a baby crying. your heartbeat pounding in your ears as your blood boils.

𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : embarking on a new adventure. the pursuit of knowledge and truth. the discovery of something you don’t quite understand, but want to. something strange and powerful running through your veins. sheer otherworldly beauty. the lump in your throat when you know you’ve done something wrong, and want to make up for it. the aurora borealis. a rainbow across the sky in the wake of a terrible storm.

𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 : a flickering jack-o-lantern on a front porch. distant sirens. being haunted by your past. a constant sense of vigilance. the sound of shattering glass. living like it’s the last night of your life. coming together to protect the people you love. a secret passageway. feeling the need to look over your shoulder as you walk home alone at night. blood staining your clothes.

𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐘 : the creeping dread of walking through your house alone in the dark. dark family secrets, buried and then brought to light. strained family relationships. the feeling of something crawling on your skin. fear so suffocating that you struggle to breathe. an eerie light coming in through your bedroom window. losing your head. a heavy depression that threatens to destroy you.

𝐒𝐔𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐀 : a curtain of long hair spread out across a pillow. the comforting touch of a hand against your cheek. a close circle of friends. music that carries you to the point where you just can’t help but dance. the thrill of having accomplished one of your goals. great power hiding behind innocence. straining to try and remember something you’ve forgotten. extending your hand in friendship and solidarity to others.

𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑 : a garden of brightly colored flowers bursting into life. a beautifully embroidered dress. dancing hand in hand. flowers braided into long hair. paint smeared across blank pages. billowing smoke. pristine white cliffs. the feeling of being left out of an inside joke. herbal tea. a close sense of community. letting go of painful memories and toxic relationships and moving forward in happiness.

𝐔𝐒 : feeling a disconnect with what you see when you look into a mirror. finding catharsis through dance. coping with trauma. hiding secrets from the people you love, fearing rejection. the haunting sight of an empty street. an ominous silhouette against the horizon. the lingering, unwanted connection to someone else. the rush of adrenaline as you run. rabbits. letting your past finally die.

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Your muse as a baby

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                                    her name was Summer Rose and                                            she was like Super-Mom:                                  Baker of Cookies and Slayer of Giant Monsters

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@teamorcd | x

Feelings may not be Mercury’s strong point, but he knew when something was off. There was a lot to be said for the tells perched atop Chroma's head, for one thing. Early on he'd learned that he'd get more honesty out of her twitching, flitting ears than she'd ever tell him. At the present moment they suggested stubbornness. Mercury saw resolve in the uneasy swivel of her pointed ears, and trepidation in the fleeting moments in which they pinned back.

For once, Chroma was off her game, and he was pretty damn sure it was gonna turn into what the professionals would call a liability.

If there was some kind of bullshit in this hospital turned creepshow, her unsteady emotions would probably draw it out--nevermind the Grimm that seemed to be drawn to the place. Mercury wasn't gonna throw a fit over it, though. He'd rather deal with a few Grimm and potentially gather the evidence they needed than write Chroma off for this one.

"In and out," he assured her, though he wasn't sure that was true. "We'll make it a quick one."

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“[dabs with two arms]” (dad Qrow embarrassing his kid at school? It's more likely than you think)

Fifteen year old Mercury knew a few things for sure. One was that the fringe he’d let grow nearly chin-length on one side made him look flippant and unconcerned with societal expectations for his appearance, despite falling in line with the current adolescent hair trends. Another, the connections he forged with his peers were of the utmost importance, not necessarily superseding closeness with his sisters and assorted father figures, but still way more important than Qrow or Tai seemed to understand. 

Right then, as alarm and embarrassment crawled up Mercury’s spine, he knew Qrow was seriously out to ruin his social life.

“Dad!”

Protest hissed between clenched teeth, he cast wide grey eyes about the Signal Academy grounds. What if his friends saw? Or, worse--what if girls saw? He slung an arm around Qrow in a hasty half-hug anyway. Yeah, he was the most embarrassing dad on the entire fucking planet, but he also got called away on missions a lot.

Wasn’t often that Qrow got to see him off to school. Mercury learned early on not to take things like this for granted, things that Tai did all the time but Qrow didn’t always manage.

“Where did you even learn that?”

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❜ the one thing about the dead is they’ve got nothing left to lose. ❜ (Zombie au?)

For all of a moment, the idea was almost comforting. Having nothing to lose sounded almost like a vacation to the boy who had learned early on that every day of his life was going to be do or die until, most likely with the taste of copper in his mouth and the pain of teeth in his flesh, he really did die. Not only him, but the people he’d grown to love, too. Yang, who scrapped with him on dusty floors and grassy earth for the simple joy of it. Ruby, doe eyes and eager heart he’d lay down his life for and instead paid with his legs. Ozpin, rescued tomes filling his little home and warm eyes shining with hope for the future until his very last.

And Qrow. Rough voice lowered to comfort a child choking on his own fear, weapon in his hand dripping with the blood of a man Mercury barely remembered anymore, arms wrapped protectively around that same boy when he was mad with agony and struggling to wiggle toes no longer attached to his body.

Mercury was going on four days of very little sleep as a herd of blighters tailed the group. Someone had once told him humans were meant to be endurance predators, and he believed it. Each time they thought they were far enough ahead, whenever they thought they could hole up somewhere and catch a little sleep, they got maybe a few hours in before the bastards were on them again. The dead never stopped because they had nothing left to lose--Mercury, his dad, the eclectic little family they’d picked up, they never stopped because they had everything to lose.

“Shame,” the word clumsy and thick in the throes of exhaustion. “Guess havin’ something worth dying for is what makes it worth it to keep on livin’, y’know? Feels worth it.”

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Everything.

Qrow has everything Mercury wants and he’s too fucking drunk and miserable to see it. Choice to move freely in the world, a name that’s feared and respected in equal measure when whispered among the dregs of society, a wealth of knowledge to be perused as he wills it. Perhaps, even, a family that wants him around. That looks for him when things are good and calls to him when things are shit. Qrow fucking Branwen has the goddamn world, and he has the audacity to act like he has nothing.

Curl of his lip, and Mercury is knocking back a splash of shitty whiskey.

“A night off.”

Half-true.

“From where I’m standin’, it looks like this shit’s not my problem unless she can make it my problem. She ain’t got eyes on me right now and you know how to drink. And it’s not your problem either, is it? Just some bitches who won’t die, throwin’ other people into their business instead of handlin’ it for themselves.”

Bitterness in his tone isn’t entirely fabricated. No need for lies when the truth is nastier than anything he could have come up with. Another burn of whiskey can’t quite drown out the unpleasant taste the rumination leaves on his tongue.

“So. I buy, we drink, maybe push our luck a little bit that someone in the know with a loose tongue blabs to the powers that be. Maybe you get a slap on the wrist. Maybe I get my guts removed through my mouth. ‘s fuckin’ worth it, to not give a fuck for a night.”

There, too, there’s a little truth. About a hundred smarter ways to go after Qrow’s life struck the would-be assassin first, and he chose this one. Artificial freedom hasn’t yet washed the stink of red-stained air from his lungs yet; bone-deep chill won’t leave his flesh. Mercury finds the ache to push his luck if only to be sure he’s still got anything to feel at all but hopelessness.

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💌 I just think you’re amazing

I seriously thought I queued this and it was still in my inbox. Please forgive. Honestly though you're very sweet and so patient. I feel like I have nothing but scraps to feed my muses and you stand by patiently anyway and wait for them to cooperate.

Thank you for sticking around.