Too clever by half

Loaded question.

put ‘loaded question’ in my inbox and i’ll generate a number 1-45 for a question my muse will ask yours. angst, fluff, smut, humor, etc.

{♔} “Can I ask you something serious?”

{♔} “Do you really hate your mother as much as you say you do?” Soren leaned back in his chair, his bright eyes intently fixed on his daughter, “For ‘making you a Beorc’, I mean.”

#actually if what i thought about sami's lineage ages ago it's entirely possible #that esme could be a heron laguz #the blood would be hella diluted though #themiseryofsilence

{[♚]} Esme hadn’t actually pondered it, in truth. When she was younger, something had clicked inside of her, that it was her mother’s fault, all her fault, for what would end up separating her from her beloved father all too soon. From the rest of her family, from everything she loved. That she’d never get to learn everything, that her time was utterly limited.

But even now, did she hate her?

“I... I believe... I find her presence to be quite an annoyance, and her contributions to my genes quite a hassle.”

“I now lack one thing that, had things turned out otherwise, may have given me something I hold precious- time.”

tomorrow i... i think i’ll try and write out esme’s backstory a bit more

but i’m heading out for now so yeah

#outoftomes

"You'd stay for her!"

{♔} “That’s different.” Soren snapped in response. He and his children had barely time to mourn the loss of their mother, and he was already determined that there was no place for him in their home anymore. It was all too empty, too quiet, too miserable, for him to survive.

“You know how I felt about your mother. It’s not right for me to be here if she’s not.” He turned to the door of their house, the creaking of the hinges sounding too much like the cry of his lost lover. “I have to leave, Esme.”

{[♚]} “But... If you’re gone... I can’t lose you, too! If you go out there, you’ll die!”

Her pleas sounded childish, just like the child she was. Her mother had died so suddenly, so terribly, that Esme could scarcely believe it. At that moment, Esme did not even fear what would happen to her- she feared moreso what would happen to her father. All that time spent fearful of their time together being cut short- and here he was, cutting it short willingly.

“If you go, I’ll go with you!”

#themiseryofsilence

"Well, I think you're pretty great."

{♔} "That makes one of us,“ Soren gave a grumble, dipping his nose closer to the map he was marking, the ink almost close enough to leave blotches on his skin.

{[♚]} Esme frowned, sitting down next to her father, watching as he stared at the map so closely she feared he might end up smudging it. He was working himself too hard again, she was sure of it, but opted not to question that.

“But why couldn’t you consider yourself to be great? You’ve achieved a great deal.”

#themiseryofsilence

Loaded question.

put ‘loaded question’ in my inbox and i’ll generate a number 1-45 for a question my muse will ask yours. angst, fluff, smut, humor, etc.

{♔} “Can I ask you something serious?”

#elizabeth's incredible photoshops #the princess herself

{[♚]} “Of course, father, what do you need to ask?” Esme tilted her head slightly, brow furrowed with concern. “... Is everything alright?”

#themiseryofsilence

lionessisms-archive

AGE OF ULTRON SENTENCE MEME

“Language.” “I adore you.” “I just pay for everything and design everything, make everyone look cooler.”

“You didn’t see that coming?”

“Is that the best you can do?”

“You kiss your mother with that mouth?”

“I’ve got no strings to hold me down.”

“Keep up old man!”

“I suppose we’re both disappointments.”

“You get hurt, hurt ‘em back. You get killed… walk it off.”

“No matter who wins or loses, trouble always comes around.”

“As the world’s expert on waiting too long, don’t. You two are great together.”

“Really? That’s it? You just roll over and show your belly, every time somebody snarls?”

“I am always picking up after you boys.”

“Nothing lasts forever.”

“That’s not a question I need answered.”

“I’m sick of watching people pay for our mistakes.”

“You are all puppets tangled in strings.”

“I’m going to tear you apart; from the inside.”

“What’s a girl like you doing in a place like this?”

“A guy did me wrong.”

“We have no place in the world.”

“This is going to be like finding a needle in the world’s biggest haystack… fortunately, I brought a magnet!” “I got no plans tomorrow night.” “It just slipped out.” “I can show you what you truly fear.” “Yeah, we don’t have time for a city hall debate.” “And for gosh sake; watch your language!”

#meme

esmeeeeees

“My studies have been quite hard on me as of late. However, I am back for the time being.”

#sort of online!#just checking in mostly

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chubbyarcanine

getting one stat levels be like

#fave

"I apologize for my extended absence, but it seems my return might be rather brief yet... With any luck, I shall return fairly soon."

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halfvampirehalflycan

#outoftomes #elizabeth's incredible photoshops

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#meme #i'll be reblogging this on sami #but here too!#i'll do these when i'm home ok

michael and esme save christmas (aka they're going shopping)

Michael looked at the different stands at what they were selling. He had no idea what he was looking for. “What are we doing again?” He asked Esme, turning to look at her. He had what he needed for his family, so he thought he was just there to help her, but he wasn’t sure.

princepsxventis

Michael nodded and started looking through the different sweaters. “What color do you think would be good?” He asked as he spotted some argyle sweaters.

Esme craned her neck over to look as well. "Something green... I think black or purple would look good on her too." Her eyes lit on several options, though the fact that a sweater might be uncomfortable in warmer weather did occur to her. But perhaps she could find one in a lighter knit? One that would be warm, but regulate temperature in the summer?

#halfvampirehalflycan

michael and esme save christmas (aka they're going shopping)

Michael looked at the different stands at what they were selling. He had no idea what he was looking for. “What are we doing again?” He asked Esme, turning to look at her. He had what he needed for his family, so he thought he was just there to help her, but he wasn’t sure.

princepsxventis

"You can’t just cancel Christmas, Esme." He said as he walked over to her "And sure" He chuckled and went to go help her look at the different items "So she’s… well endowed?" He had no other way to say it without sounding rude.

Esme nodded, looking over the sweaters in front of her. Perhaps if she simply found her some sort of sweatervest? One with a turtleneck? “She wears an argyle pattern now. So if you wouldn’t mind helping me find something that would match that…”

#halfvampirehalflycan

flourpicker-blog

“You should know that this is the strangest thing that I have ever done!”

“Hmm, really? I’ve done stranger than go on some random, impromptu adventure after saving a lovely maiden like you.” Inigo replied with a smirk on his face, merely flicking a piece of hair to the side.

"Anyways, even if it is strange, it’s pretty fun, you know?"

#flourpicker #i think i have the thread from before somewhere #sorry this is old sobs

"I... I suppose it is enjoyable. But we're a good hundred yards from where camp is, and... my sense of direction is, unfortunately, my mother's."

She sighed, turning to Inigo. Seeing his confident expression, however, did give her an ounce of belief things would work out. "Perhaps... we could afford to continue the excursion. Although I'd appreciate it if we could figure out what to do with that wolf you so kindly slayed for me." Esme did have to admit she was frightened, and like a fool had left her knife back at camp. "... Thank you."

michael and esme save christmas (aka they're going shopping)

Michael looked at the different stands at what they were selling. He had no idea what he was looking for. “What are we doing again?” He asked Esme, turning to look at her. He had what he needed for his family, so he thought he was just there to help her, but he wasn’t sure.

princepsxventis