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new billy blog coming at you o haha.
PLEASE READ MY RULES AT THE BOTTOM OF THE DOC.
interact if you wish. i'm simply vibing.
driving was a headache. one second he was speeding down the road and within second he was at a stop sign. some trees looked more like bushes and multiply in numbers then they would be still and less. iron. his mouth tastes of iron and it won’t stop. he only fully stops the car when he reaches the driveway. minutes become seconds as he now stands in front of the door. he remembers stumbling on the tiny step…
when the door opens billy looks at her, no words are spoken yet she lets him in and then speaks. his left hand looks limp in his right one. her words make him chuckle under his breath as he went to the living room where he plops back into the sofa.. “i dunno, princess..!” billy calls out as he examines his bruised & bloody knuckles, “i think the blood adds a charm!” there’s the classic cackle from billy before he hisses in pain from applying pressure to one of his knuckles. his turns his head to the right, watching as she approaches him. “wouldn’t you say i look sexy?” he grinned at her, leg bouncing up and down slightly. despite how bruised and bloodied he looks, he still flaunting charm and smirking. he’s not defeated.
“you don’t seem happy to see me.” his eyelids open halfway and he watches her, shoulders doing tiny shakes back in fourth.
she stays in the bathroom a second longer than necessary, rummaging through the cabinet for the supplies needed despite knowing exactly where everything was - it was an attempt to allow herself to think , to let the situation at hand sink in so she was prepared for whatever this situation would throw her way . no matter what , billy had a knack for getting under people’s skin , even if it wasn’t his direct intention . at least that was the case with coraline , she liked to think she hid it well , for the most part . that the parts she allowed to seep through didn’t show everything she was thinking , always managing to ghost it with eye rolls and bitter comments . it was down to who billy was , always managing to set fire to veins in every shade of emotion , it was one of the reasons she’d always invite him in . no other person had managed to do something like that . no other person made her feel like this . she supposes it was a side effect of growing up in a small town and never seeing much beyond it .
eyes roll , so much so there was a burning behind eyelids at what he shouted . princess . that should be something used to , nicknames like that weren’t something she was particularly fond of , but they were something she had to put up with given it seemed ingrained in billy’s vocabulary when addressing her ❛ hate to break it to you , but you look like shit . i mean , you always do , but this is something else ❜ deadpanned , throwing a wet flannel at his face so he could wipe the blood that covered hand . throwing the various bandages and medicine on the sofa as she sat crossed legged beside him , elbow resting on the back of where she was sat ❛ how would you feel ? me showing up on your doorstep , bloodied up looking like i’m on a come down , and ruining your plans for the night . ❜ she misses the fight to stop the way hand raises to push a strand of hair behind his ear , jesus , even that had a trace of blood within it . there’s a concerned flash behind blue hues , hand falling with ease as the look melts to curiosity as the inevitable question passes lips ❛ what did he do , or … they ? ❜
𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐄 . @rattledthorns / BILLY & CORALINE .
he flashes her a smile that shows his teeth, on any other occasion, it'd be an attempt at charming her, but his gums and teeth are bloody yet they're all still there. He catches the flannel in his better hand, carefully wiping the blood from his knuckles. Billy hums in acknowledgement of her speaking but doesn't look at her. One of his knuckles is definitely pushed too far back and it's going to be a bitch to set it back. When Cora speaks again, he looks up at her, lids heavy as he takes her in.
"I think I've helped your plans for tonight, doll." His voice is so low as he stares up at her from his sitting position on the sofa. He places his better hand on her hip, wet flannel resting against his bloodied one. His fingers dig into her waist for a moment before they ease on the pressure. For a moment, he leans into her touch but it doesn't last as her hand falls and her question causes him to fall silent. How is he suppose to tell her that the person who caused this was his own dad. Coraline couldn't do anything to help in regards to that, he wouldn't let her anyway. Eyes fall from her eyes to her lips and they linger. He could change the subject, deflect, be the flirtatious jerk she's so used to seeing maybe that could get her to forget the question. Though she may hate him more than she already does. Gaze flicks back up to meet her eyes.
"Just some kid who couldn't handle his beer, kicks at my car and I wasn't gonna let that slide." The lie comes to nonchalantly from his lips as he flashes her a grin. "Besides, this is nothing." He flicks his hair back with a shake of his head. "You gonna dress up as one of those sexy nurses while you help me, princess?" He hums with a cocky grin.
i really wish you wouldnt
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@rattledthorns 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡 ﹕ ∗ 18﹕ sender comes to receiver after being injured . ——— ( NONVERBAL PROMPTS ‣‣ ACCEPTING )
⠀⠀⠀ * 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐙𝐘 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 — which at times had coraline feel a little pathetic ⸝ a toxic trait she possessed was feeling the need to always be doing something . but it was a rare time where she allowed herself to enjoy her own company ⸝ grabbing a couple of packs of beer and over indulging on takeout which was enough to feed a family of five ⸝ putting in the empire strikes back and wrapping herself in a blanket on the small sofa . if she was going to do this she was going to do it right . as useless as she felt ⸝ she couldn’t help but feel the way some of the stress on shoulders melt away the longer the story drawled on and sucked her in .
⠀⠀⠀ * the harsh knock on the door dragged her out of serenity ⸝ mid chew on a slice of pizza as there’s a confused but annoyed look that crosses features . she hardly ever got visitors ⸝ other than elizabeth and evie ⸝ but the time that showed on the clock was far too late for either of them to make an appearance . placing the slice back in the box coraline began to unravel herself from the warmth of the blanket ⸝ mistrust clear as day as she takes quiet and cautious steps towards the window ⸝ peaking from the corner before even thinking about opening the door to someone she didn’t know . she clocks quick who it is ⸝ she notices the car before the person ⸝ it’s billy . tone shifts from flight mode to confusion in the matter of minutes ⸝ it’s embarrassing how quick she ended up at the door .
⠀⠀⠀ * she takes him in ⸝ not saying anything as forearm leans on the door ⸝ though in truth its partly to do with internally trying to figure out what was going on . there was a heavy smudge of blood that trailed from his nose onto his cheek from where he had attempted to ease the bleeding ⸝ however even as they stood there fresh wave of crimson trailed down nose and pooled against broken lips . the side of his face looked swollen . he was beat up ⸝ she’d seen him banged up many times before ⸝ however this is the worse she’d seen him to date . instead of turning him away like the voice in the back of head wanted ⸝ there was a slight motion with her head for him to come inside ⸝ hand lingered on the door to keep it open so he could follow suit as she trailed back into the warmth of the home ❛ don’t touch anything and don’t get blood on anything or i’m kicking you out . i’ll get you something to stop the bleeding . ❜
driving was a headache. one second he was speeding down the road and within second he was at a stop sign. some trees looked more like bushes and multiply in numbers then they would be still and less. iron. his mouth tastes of iron and it won’t stop. he only fully stops the car when he reaches the driveway. minutes become seconds as he now stands in front of the door. he remembers stumbling on the tiny step...
when the door opens billy looks at her, no words are spoken yet she lets him in and then speaks. his left hand looks limp in his right one. her words make him chuckle under his breath as he went to the living room where he plops back into the sofa.. “i dunno, princess..!” billy calls out as he examines his bruised & bloody knuckles, “i think the blood adds a charm!” there’s the classic cackle from billy before he hisses in pain from applying pressure to one of his knuckles. his turns his head to the right, watching as she approaches him. “wouldn’t you say i look sexy?” he grinned at her, leg bouncing up and down slightly. despite how bruised and bloodied he looks, he still flaunting charm and smirking. he’s not defeated.
“you don’t seem happy to see me.” his eyelids open halfway and he watches her, shoulders doing tiny shakes back in fourth.
THIS ONE GOES OUT TO MY REAL HOMIE!!! thanks for the support, cheezbot
𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺.
↬ THE LANGUAGE OF THORNS, midnight tales and dangerous magic. ( 2017 ) by leigh bardugo.
sentences taken from or inspired by the collection’s dialogue & narration.
+ feel free to change pronouns !
i. AYAMA AND THE THORN WOOD.
‘ love speaks in flowers. truth requires thorns. ’
‘ we all know the story of how the queen becomes a queen. ’
‘ we should leave this place. ’
‘ no doubt it will come and devour us all. ’
‘ the beast will laugh you right out of the wild lands. ’
‘ you know how the stories go. interesting things happen only to pretty girls. ’
‘ is the wood much worse than a garden overgrown with pricklers ? ’
‘ stupid girl ! do you wish to become a monster ? ’
‘ strike me. cleave me in two. ’
‘ you’re as thorny as the wood. ’
‘ there is but one rule in my wood. speak truth. ’
‘ perhaps you might show mercy freely. ’
‘ just eat a bit of the sun to fill the sky, and you will feel empty no longer. ’
‘ what nonsense ! of course that’s not how the story ends. ’
‘ some people are born with a piece of night inside, and that hollow place can never be filled. ’
‘ what do i care for winter ? no season touches this wood. ’
‘ you know the only bargain i will make. ’
‘ sometimes the unseen is not to be feared and those that are meant to love us most are not always the ones that do. ’
‘ bad fates do not always follow those that deserve them. ’
‘ no prince is worth your life. ’
‘ are you so eager to be eaten ? ’
‘ they have told me to return with your heart. ’
‘ you think to love a monster ? ’
‘ a man like you is owed no words. ’
ii. THE TOO CLEVER FOX.
‘ you are doomed to a miserable life. ’
‘ better to be hungry now than to be sorry later. ’
‘ what will everyone say when they see such a face ? ’
‘ we have not gone so soft as that. ’
‘ you think that we will let you live on foolish promises ? ’
‘ you have bested me. that much is clear. ’
‘ will you not free me ? ’
‘ you will have a fine time of it, i can tell you. ’
‘ i can bear ugliness. i find the one thing i cannot live with is death. ’
‘ if you will only cease your talking, i will gladly go. ’
‘ where he went, he bled the woods dry. ’
‘ what’s a bit more blood ? ’
‘ you should leave this place. you are not safe here. ’
‘ with such big eyes, i think you see too much. ’
‘ will you not tell me what troubles you ? ’
‘ why do you stay with him ? you’re pretty enough to catch a husband. ’
‘ just because you escape one trap, doesn’t mean you will escape the next. ’
‘ first i must find my courage. ’
‘ few can resist the sight of a pretty girl crying. ’
‘ the trap is loneliness, and no one escapes it. not even me. ’
‘ in the wood, even songbirds must be survivors. ’
iii. THE WITCH OF DUVA.
‘ there was a time when the wood ate girls. ’
‘ be back before dark. the trees are hungry tonight. ’
‘ who can say what shapes an appetite ? ’
‘ this is my home, you can’t just send me away. ’
‘ don’t be foolish. there’s plenty of light. ’
‘ well then, come help me stir the pot. ’
‘ i will warn you just this once. go. ’
‘ you cannot come and go from this place like you’re fetching water from a well. ’
‘ hope made me stubborn. ’
‘ stay there and keep quiet. i don’t need rumors that i’ve been taking girls. ’
‘ i will not have you bring a monster to my door. ’
‘ you know that you are welcome to remain here with me. ’
‘ i will follow her. i will peck out her eyes. ’
‘ believe me. say you believe me. ’
‘ dark things have a way of slipping through narrow spaces. ’
iv. LITTLE KNIFE.
‘ it is dangerous to travel the northern road with a troubled heart. ’
‘ if you are lost in your own thoughts, you may find yourself stepping off the path and into the dark woods. ’
‘ she was beautiful from the moment of her birth. ’
‘ why must i be the one to hide ? ’
‘ do you think i am so foolish or so cruel ? ’
‘ water only wants direction. it wants to be told what to do. ’
‘ always you have done my bidding, but what good are you to me now ? ’
‘ soon i will be very rich, but will i have a good man ? ’
‘ that is a question for the river. ’
‘ your tongue is not fit for my true name. ’
‘ will you come with me, and be bride to nothing but the shore ? ’
‘ she was terrifying in her beauty, bright like a devouring star. ’
‘ remember that to use a thing is not to own it. ’
‘ should you ever take a bride, listen closely to her questions. ’
v. THE SOLDIER PRINCE.
‘ this is the problem with even lesser demons. they come to your door in velvet coats and polished shoes. ’
‘ you will find great love and more gold than you could wish for. ’
‘ he’s a charming fellow, but most unusual, and peculiarities seem to follow him. ’
’ it seemed harmless at the time. ’
‘ he needed a girl, still malleable, one that he could make admire him. ’
‘ this is pleasant. this is enough. ’
‘ are you my soldier ? are you my prince ? ’
‘ i have not come to fight, only to talk. ’
‘ wanting is why people get up in the morning. it gives them something to dream of at night. ’
‘ i am perfectly real. ’
‘ she loves you, though, and that will make it harder. ’
‘ best not to ask. i think the answer would please no one. ’
‘ we can stay forever in the land of dreams. ’
‘ kiss me. take me from this place. ’
‘ i sent you to die a hundred times. ’
‘ i eat the wonder in their eyes. ’
‘ you were an idea in my head. you were nothing, and to nothing you will return when i think of you no more. ’
‘ you wanted only that i might live. you would sacrifice your own life to make it so. ’
‘ are you my darling ? are you mine ? ’
vi. WHEN WATER SANG FIRE.
‘ you wish to strike a bargain. ’
‘ make me someone new. ’
‘ this is the problem with making a thing forbidden. it does nothing but build an ache in the heart. ’
‘ easy magic is pretty. great magic requires that you trouble the waters. ’
‘ no one expects me to accomplish anything. ’
‘ i can smell your ambition like blood in the water.’
‘ i know that you should keep it like a secret, not shout it like a curse. ’
‘ yes. i can imagine it all. ’
‘ you are worth more than that. you should not have to earn him. ’
‘ hope rises like water trapped beneath a dam, higher and higher, in increments that mean nothing until you face the flood. ’
‘ there is no pain like the pain of transformation. ’
‘ take your pleasures as you will. ’
‘ come, and i’ll tell you all you wish to know. ’
‘ he made me dream of things i cannot have. ’
‘ i do not care for dancing. ’
‘ look into the mirror, and try to deny it. ’
‘ you have never been like the others, and you never will be. ’
‘ we were not made to please princes. ’
‘ i am not quite mortal either, and i have many lives to live. ’
‘ i wouldn’t care if you were part human or part frog. ’
‘ my voice is not enough. ’
‘ you know i was never strong. ’