𝐻 𝒰 𝑅 𝑅 𝐼 𝒞 𝒜 𝒩 𝐸

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hisrighthand:

   “I came here to… See how it was that you were doing.”

   She stands with her arms by her sides, not saying or doing anything too drastic in movement that might have otherwise set the other off–Courtney has no intentions in such an endeavor.

   “Rumors had it that you weren’t doing too well.”

     There’s a moment of silence. Then a slight grunt. She returns to the water, but her dark gaze never leaves the girl for a moment. For a human to show concern for her, that made her wary nowadays. Gone was the nativity that humans were innocent, even child like creatures. Her hostility, at least to her, felt justified.

     “I am perfectly fine.” A blatant lie. She was tired, “A long time ago to gossip about those like myself was met with a fair amount of offense, you know...”

     It lacked any ferocity for a threat. More of a hollow statement. A way to diverge interest into something else.

[ofharborwaves-blog]

pelagiios replied to your post: do kyogre touch titty?

always here for such a lovely… potentially world-drowning… goddess… : ’ )….

See. This is how you get things done. The dirt eater should learn something from you.

[ofharborwaves-blog]

do kyogre touch titty?

@inundorbis @pelagiios

I need one of you immediately.

[ofharborwaves-blog]

Maxie’s eternal punishment is having a giant whale menacingly staring at him from a distance and occasionally causing it to rain on him and exclusively him.

A fitting punishment, she thinks.

[lhzthepoet]

there’s a simple truth, everything comes with sacrifice the Fates take it, and the gods give it. the gods know they are not meant for happiness. there is a price for immortality, and it is loss. Everything you were. Everything you had. Everything you love. Is it worth it?

the price you paid for the world? // L.H.Z (via lhzthepoet)

[royalsuggestions]

You say my standards are too high, but you’re a fool for thinking I deserve less.

[shelgon]

[ultramafiic]

          “ it will be savage ! ” 

[ofharborwaves-blog]

I am no one; I am nothing.

Deathless - ACCEPTING - @ultramafiic

     “Nothing, you say?”

     The beast looms, tall and proud in stature. Glittering golden eyes narrowing down at the man from a sea of darkness. Her posture holds no aggressive nature. No ill intent. Though, her tone lingers with distrust and apathy. Cold and deep and empty. Like the deepest ocean trench.

     Fingers slowly uncurl, stretching out the thin membrane between her fingers as she kneels to properly meet his gaze. Head tilts, lip curling just a bit to bare teeth made to rend flesh. However, she is careful not to come off as an immediate danger but making it very clear that she could quickly become one.

     “You humans always seemed to harbor an air of overzealous pride in yourselves. So, tell me, where does this sudden humility spring from? Do you believe me naive enough to trust you merely at face value?”

[mitchellwrites]

deathless ♚ sentence meme

You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.

You are going to break your promise. I understand.

You’re lonely too.

It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.

I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.

I am your servant.

I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.

For you alone I will be weak.

I belong here, and you will not deny me.

I say these things, and the world listens.

I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.

In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.

I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.

I moved the earth and the water for you.

You will always run away with her.

You will always lose her.

You will always be a fool.

You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.

You have already done all of this and will do it again.

No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.

We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.

What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.

There need never be any rules between us.

Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.

Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.

I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.

Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.

I can’t abide a poor liar.

You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.

Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.

Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.

Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.

In his own country, Death can be kind.

What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?

Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.

I am no one; I am nothing.

Nothing in me was not made by you.

A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.

Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.

Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.

I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.

If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.

What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?

Don’t you dare speak to me like that.

I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.

I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.

I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.

I have learned to watch everything die.

I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.

Are we not devils?

No one is now what they were before the war.

I have not seen you without your skin on.

Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.

We obsess. It’s in our nature.

I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.

In war you must always choose sides.

If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.

We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.

My old bones will follow yours soon enough.

It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.

I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.

After love, no one is what they were before.

I have survived, but I have not been spared.

In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.

Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.

It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.

You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.

You will be so beautiful when you are old.

I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.

You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.

I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.

She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.

I still want to kiss you.

My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.

What happens to anything beautiful?

I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.

[ofharborwaves-blog]

licks his own eyeball in front of her like a demented gecko

ARCEUS HAS FORSAKEN US. ALL IS LOST.

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tabithq:

@ofharborwaves |

Tabitha did his best to tune out the laughter. He was right about many things, at least he thought. And while he could go on to defend his personal accomplishments, he decided to comment on Kyogre themself.

“I am right about the fact that the orbs must be kept away from you and groudon. I am right in my calculations that your power is far too great for human control. Merely attempting would wreak havoc on this planet.”

    “Of course our power is too great! You foolish creatures believe so blindly that we can be controlled! That any pokemon can be forced into those little contraption you carry and used for your whims!”

     The legendary hisses, her steps ceasing as she towers over Tabitha. The air practically freezes.

     “If you believe I will not have that orb reclaimed and myself freed from its restriction and your kind’s blind destruction of my seas then you best crawl back to your leader and tell him that you have only earned the ocean’s hatred and that it will c o n s u m e you once finally given the chance.”

[ofharborwaves-blog]

" Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me. "

Deathless - ACCEPTING - @inundorbis

     She’s taken aback by his request. Brows knit together in a mix of confusion and sympathy. It felt like she had heard those words before. Somewhere. It must have been so long ago. Memory was sadly not an infinite existence. It all faded in time. Names. Faces. Words.

     Archie would be the same though she tried not to think about it. Of course, he meant for herself. As she was now. But there was no way she could stay. Yes, this land they currently called Hoenn was her home but like the other pokemon, she too had to roam. To find more brilliant environments. To follow the seasons’ will. It brought a pain to her chest but that was the reality. She lightly brushes his cheek with the back of her fingers as if to soothe.

     “Why do you worry about such things? I always return to these waters. It is not as though I would disappear for good.”

[ofharborwaves-blog]

We obsess. It’s in our nature.

Deathless - ACCEPTING - @hisrighthand

     “It has become increasingly apparent with how you spread and build like Durant hives.”

     There’s an air of contempt to her voice. Some exhaustion. Humans were a sore subject with her, though some had their merits and more likable traits. They weren’t all bad. But that didn’t save their entire civilization from her scrutiny.

     “You obsess over expansion. Growing and claiming and taking whatever your kind can to benefit itself. Sometimes not at all. Sometimes you take simply because you are capable. It harms us. All of us. You build your man made islands within the sea and destroy countless homes for the pokemon who once lived there. Your ships, your production. It bleeds wastes into the water. Makes them toxic.”

     Her ears lower slightly, saddened. A hand pushes blue hair from her eyes. She sighs.

     “I have discovered that your pollution has increased so much that pokemon themselves are being born from the sludge. Does that not concern your kind?”

[ofharborwaves-blog]

I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.

Deathless - ACCEPTING - @tabithq

     There’s a loud, heavy laughter that resonates not a moment after she hears those words. Sharp teeth are bared within a huge grin, amused and filled with a sense of malcontent. She pushes herself to full height, towering over him as hair falls over her face, skewing it from view and gold eyes glow in the dim light. They stare down at him with narrowed pupils. Focused. Targeted. Right on the small human who dare shine his hubris in her presence.

    How downright a d o r a b l e.

    “Well I surely do believe you to be a devil. How cute that you have a pair of horns in which to match.” She speaks lowly, voice resonating as if echoed from all angles as she steadily approaches him, “And what is it that you are so right about, Little Blight? That the ocean is something of which you can denounce its usefulness? An element at play that you and yours can toss aside like a game? That you have any rights as a creature bestowed life by MY waters and MY intervention to hasten that of natural process? Please. Do inform me. WHAT ARE YOU SO RIGHT ABOUT.”

[mitchellwrites]

deathless ♚ sentence meme

You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.

You are going to break your promise. I understand.

You’re lonely too.

It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.

I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.

I am your servant.

I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.

For you alone I will be weak.

I belong here, and you will not deny me.

I say these things, and the world listens.

I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.

In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.

I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.

I moved the earth and the water for you.

You will always run away with her.

You will always lose her.

You will always be a fool.

You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.

You have already done all of this and will do it again.

No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.

We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.

What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.

There need never be any rules between us.

Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.

Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.

I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.

Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.

I can’t abide a poor liar.

You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.

Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.

Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.

Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.

In his own country, Death can be kind.

What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?

Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.

I am no one; I am nothing.

Nothing in me was not made by you.

A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.

Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.

Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.

I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.

If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.

What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?

Don’t you dare speak to me like that.

I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.

I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.

I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.

I have learned to watch everything die.

I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.

Are we not devils?

No one is now what they were before the war.

I have not seen you without your skin on.

Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.

We obsess. It’s in our nature.

I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.

In war you must always choose sides.

If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.

We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.

My old bones will follow yours soon enough.

It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.

I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.

After love, no one is what they were before.

I have survived, but I have not been spared.

In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.

Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.

It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.

You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.

You will be so beautiful when you are old.

I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.

You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.

I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.

She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.

I still want to kiss you.

My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.

What happens to anything beautiful?

I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.

[ofharborwaves-blog]

     There’s always something calming with the sound of crashing waves against the stone. 

     It’s not often she likes to linger near shorelines, let alone any of the lagoons. They were often too enclosed for her liking and her natural form wasn’t all too accommodating for shallow waters. But there were some benefit to her smaller, mortal sculpted body. The warmth of the sun felt so much nicer. As she floated comfortably on her back, she lightly allowed her fingers to glide across the surface in small motions. Her hair spread out like tendrils, fanning out around her  sun kissed form and bobbing with the soft rise and fall of waves.

      It was peaceful. Cleared her mind and allowed her to let go and be fully one with the sea. Her sea. Her beautiful life giving creation and all that inhabited it. How long had it been since she could appreciate the extraordinary results of her actions long past. The incredible sensation of rejuvenation and rebirth that came with its bustling waves and powerful currents. Since she could feel the warmth of the sun on her skin, warming the waters around her, instead of breathing in the stale, cold air of that damned cave in which she was birthed and finally trapped. Sentenced to a life in perpetual slumber. A sentence cut short. Freedom was in her hands again. The ocean had its guardian returned and for once in a long time she felt as though nothing had changed. She allowed herself the moment to indulge in such a feeling. As silly as it may be.

     It was as though all of the sound around her was steadily silenced. Her mind allowed itself to wander. Slipping into a blissful state. A smile daring to tug at her lips as she laid back more relaxed than ever.

     She should do this more often.