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@ryoraiden
I feel too much, too intensely. It’s as if God gave me two hearts instead of a brain.
Lina A. (via wnq-writers)
▸ @ryoraiden
|| 昨夜 || :: The female had never forgotten a face, especially if it was someone of a figure that had left quite an impression on her past. This was one of those rare cases she happened to meet with a person who, for sure, had imprinted his own image into her mind. It was still a MYSTERY if that was a good or a bad thing, but sure enough, enabling her to pull out memories of him from the back of her thoughts quite easily. The FAMILIAR sight of those strands didn’t seem to change much if at all, but a broader shoulders along with more defined jawline signaled his maturity. The ( encounter ) happened by chance, drawing her movements to a pause. It really was him. It had been more than a year, hadn’t it? A few years, at least.
Many things had happened during the absence of time they had together. A LOT had happened during the time they had together as well. It was in the past, surely, but it was impossible to forget him. She had changed, and she knew he had as well. ( but it was a wonder if there is something that hadn’t changed. )
“ long time no see. ”
Raven hair intruded his vision as he was walking in a straight line and the familiar face awakened memories that were pushed into the dark corners of his mind. Her beauty still remained although she had changed slightly but didn’t he as well? The circumstances had changed over the years and he decided to follow the path his father had built for him without any objection. He often wondered what would have happened if she was by his side like he had caught himself hoping once. Green orbs focused on the brunette often haunting his dreams in the past years.
Only now she was full flesh and blood in front of him. Shoulders were laid back and fingertips found rest inside the pockets of his jacket, maintaining a cool demeanor as always.
‘‘Long time no see indeed princess.’’
“ don’t even bother with clothes. ”
‘‘So bold for a young girl like you. Careful sweetheart, you might get what you bargain for.’‘ He was most likely certain that she didn’t say it with such an intention but it was such a good chance to tease her in order for him to let it pass by like that. ‘‘You should control those hormones or I won’t control myself.’‘
“ i’m not gonna let you. ”
‘‘Now we both know that you won’t be able to stop me. But I would be entertained to watch you try princess.’‘ Thin lips were curled back into a smirk as blue eyes surveying her like a hunted prey, amusement and challenge evident inside those orbs. ‘‘In fact if you succeed you might have a reward as well.’‘ The teasing tone was adjusted to the overall laid back posture, waiting for her to make a move.
five-word sentences.
“ please just let me forget. ”
“ c'mon try to guess what. ”
“ just leave me alone already. ”
“ no, i’m not going to. ”
“ you can’t change my mind. ”
“ my mind is made up. ”
“ i’m not gonna let you. ”
“ don’t do that to me. ”
“ think about what you’re doing. ”
“ why aren’t you listening now? ”
“ i want to sleep forever. ”
“ you need to leave now. ”
“ i’ll always have your back. ”
“ now there’s no going back. ”
“ the view really is spectacular. ”
“ i didn’t think you’d care. ”
“ why can’t you trust me? ”
“ don’t even bother with clothes. ”
“ i don’t love you anymore. ”
“ i am a great person. ”
“ you are a tolerable drunk. ”
“ exactly, why are you awake? ”
“ i’m gonna ignore you now. ”
“ how is that not hilarious? ”
“ please just calm down now. ”
“ i was already calm, asshole. ”
“ i can see your underwear. ”
“ i’m afraid you’ll replace me. ”
“ please stop losing your temper. ”
“ you can cry if needed. ”
“ you have to run away. ”
“ i just wanna be yours. ”
“ ashes, we all fall down. ”
“ i’m hoping you’ll understand me. ”
ryoraiden
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⊰♡⊱ - If this curse which ruined her life, which caused her to lose her life by the hands of her beloved, was good for something, it was the bravery it provided as the girl shielded him with her body.The fact that she could not stay dead…which came handy for once at least. For the first time, she wanted to live and be with him despite her life was harder due to the second soul she hared her body with. Her love was greater than the the things troubling her at least. Even the pain of the bullet was nothing compared to the risk of losing him, she endured it gladly.
“Live.” She managed to utter before she was shot and eventually falling to unconsciousness, her voice did not shake for once, full of confidence. “I’ll see you again.”
Little did she knew what was waiting them.
How much time passed was unknown to her as she opened her eyes after the incident…but they were so empty. So…unfamiliar. Her first move was to position herself to sit, her breaths getting faster. What happened? Why was she there, lying in this bed? All she could remember was the days she was homeless, the solitude of the life which she admitted loving for the freedom it came with. She had no place like this to stay, neither she knew who the man she noticed at that moment was.
She reached to her pocket-knife but it was not there. No.. She was in a big trouble and did not even have a knife to defend herself or attack to this…man.. for bringing her there.
“If you want to stay alive, you will let me go. Now. I will make you regret even taking me here, do you hear me?” Emily voiced full of spite, glaring at him. How could he dare messing with her like that? “What do you think you are doing? What… What did you do to me?” The voice was raised at last question, she grabbed the edge of the bed, trying to stand up but failing. She was too weak to stand up. Fuck. What happened here? “I swear to god, if you did something, I will kill you.”
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⊰♡⊱ - If this curse which ruined her life, which caused her to lose her life by the hands of her beloved, was good for something, it was the bravery it provided as the girl shielded him with her body.The fact that she could not stay dead…which came handy for once at least. For the first time, she wanted to live and be with him despite her life was harder due to the second soul she hared her body with. Her love was greater than the the things troubling her at least. Even the pain of the bullet was nothing compared to the risk of losing him, she endured it gladly.
“Live.” She managed to utter before she was shot and eventually falling to unconsciousness, her voice did not shake for once, full of confidence. “I’ll see you again.”
Little did she knew what was waiting them.
How much time passed was unknown to her as she opened her eyes after the incident…but they were so empty. So…unfamiliar. Her first move was to position herself to sit, her breaths getting faster. What happened? Why was she there, lying in this bed? All she could remember was the days she was homeless, the solitude of the life which she admitted loving for the freedom it came with. She had no place like this to stay, neither she knew who the man she noticed at that moment was.
She reached to her pocket-knife but it was not there. No.. She was in a big trouble and did not even have a knife to defend herself or attack to this…man.. for bringing her there.
“If you want to stay alive, you will let me go. Now. I will make you regret even taking me here, do you hear me?” Emily voiced full of spite, glaring at him. How could he dare messing with her like that? “What do you think you are doing? What… What did you do to me?” The voice was raised at last question, she grabbed the edge of the bed, trying to stand up but failing. She was too weak to stand up. Fuck. What happened here? “I swear to god, if you did something, I will kill you.”
It was his fault for getting her into a situation where she thought that she had to defend him when in reality he could have handled it well. There was a distinct awareness that she would come back to him eventually but that didn’t mean that watching her getting shot didn’t hurt him more than having received the shot instead. Green eyes shone with sheer determination as he used the opportunity of distraction to kill her murderer in less than one minute. With no other direct threat he held her into his arms, green orbs filled with vulnerability she could only bring forth. ‘’You’re such an idiot. Who made you my personal bodyguard? I’m the one who is supposed to protect you.’’
He was quite aware of that story about her getting back from dead and for that second entity possessing the same body as her but was he willing to take a risk and believe that? Taking on account the major possibility that it might not be true and he might end up losing her, the young woman was rushed to the hospital.
It wasn’t slightly difficult to find a false story about the blood staining his clothes and the unconscious girl into his arms. He just had to throw his wallet and watch to make it seem more plausible that they were robbed and when he tried to fight that person off, she was shot in the process. He never left her side whether it was outside the surgery or later on inside the room although the nurses tried to kick him out several times.
‘’You don’t remember who I am, do you? Well for starters I am not a crazy kidnapper that would do anything because look at you. Secondly that’s a really nice way to speak to the person who brought you into the hospital to save your life.’’ There was a certain amusement to his voice since he couldn’t resist enjoying how feisty she got but there was a certain worry about her memory loss and if it was permanent or not.
Would you change anything about Emily?
“If only she would not bring those damn monsters inside the house.” He sighed but really what would he change of his princess? Maybe that she was too kind for her own good in a cruel world like this but as long as he was around to protect her then it wouldn’t be a problem. He didn’t have any intention of letting her go after all, only if she decided to leave by her own choice. Even then though if he had to be true to himself he would still keep an eye on her to be certain that she was safe. “Is there any other pointless question you wish to make stranger before I have to go and make some important business?”
“the last of us” inspired sentence starters
change pronouns/ect if necessary
“we need help.”
“you’re gonna be okay.”
“believe in the fireflies.”
“got enough ration cards to last us a few months.”
“be careful.”
“i am the romantic type.”
“don’t leave me to turn.”
“it’s gettin’ close to curfew.”
“going outside the wall is suicide.”
“you mumble in your sleep.”
“i hate bad dreams.”
“it’s called luck—and it’s gonna run out.”
“are you still breathing?”
“we’re shitty people.”
“our luck had to run out sooner or later.”
“don’t touch me.”
“she’s infected.”
“just fucking go.”
“i can’t swim.”
“does it sound like i know how to whistle?”
“i’m a pretty good shot with that thing.”
“let’s get the hell outta here.”
“goddammit—i’m clean!”
“i owe you nothin’.”
“there’s one inside.”
“it’s the normal people that scare me.”
“you of all people should understand that.”
“i can handle myself.”
“once upon a time, i had somebody i had to look after.”
“you don’t need to worry about me.”
“fuckin’ hunters.”
“i’ve been on both sides.”
“so–you kill a lot of innocent people?”
“you sacrifice the few to save the many.”
“i don’t think they saw us.”
“trust me, it ain’t easy.”
“damn it—spores.”
“somethin’ on your mind?”
“you make every shot count.”
“just so we’re clear… it was either him or me.”
“how’d i do?”
“yeah, well, i was tryin’ to kill you.”
“you’re bleeding.”
“we can help each other.”
“i saved you!”
“you wanna hear a joke about pizza? …never mind, it was too cheesy.”
“how is it you’re never scared?”
“what are you scared of?”
“i’m scared of ending up alone.”
“it’s all your fault!”
“thanks for not blowin’ my head off.”
“you survived because of me.”
“you lay your hands on me again, it won’t end well for you.”
“you still remember how to kill, right?”
“hey, hey—are you hurt?”
“i guess we’re both disappointed with each other, then.”
“what do you want from me?”
“i can’t get infected!”
“you are treading on some mighty thin ice here.”
“i’ve lost people, too.”
“you have no idea what loss is.”
“everyone i’ve ever cared for has either died or left me.”
“sounds like runners.”
“can you walk?”
“stay the fuck back!”
“i think we’re safe.”
“you’re a better shot with that thing than i am.”
“don’t sound so disappointed.”
“you handled yourself pretty nice back there.”
“i believe that everything happens for a reason.”
“you’re just a kid.”
“i can protect you.”
“i’ll come back for you.”
“you’re a fucking animal.”
“you have no idea what i’m capable of.”
“i’m gonna teach you how to play guitar.”
“another city, another abandoned quarantine zone.”
“is this everything you were hoping for?”
“we don’t have to do this.”
“i ain’t leavin’ without you.”
“i guess you can’t escape your past.”
“hands in the fucking air!”
“i pretty much lost everything.”
“no matter what, you keep finding something to fight for.”
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"Maybe we should just forget about each other."
“That could be easily arranged but I don’t think that you could forget me that easily.” The confident smirk appeared quite easily to hide the fact that those words were void, he could never forget her. But he would appear as the usual jerk she thought he was because it was easier that way.
”You are free to try dear although we both know that’s not going to work. Every time another guy touches you or kisses you, my face is going to appear into your mind.” He leaned down to get closer to her height with that smirk never leaving his lips, keeping the facade of the emotionless jerk. “But I can assure you that I won’t remember you when I kiss another woman. Because to put it frankly you’re just a girl. So go on, try and forget me. I’d like to see you try, only to fail horribly.” He chuckled when in reality his inner self slapped him mentally for what he said with the intention to hurt her but it was better that way.He would have to push her away completely so she would be safe. She would be better off with someone else than him anyways.
"I give up— on you, on everything." :3
Those words didn’t shock him as much as he thought but it hurt nevertheless. The truth was that he had grown attached to everything associated with her. Her smile, her sweet face, her reactions when he was teasing her mercilessly. But she was destined to leave as the time passed by and she got to knew him better, realize that he was broken beyond repair. He could not give her what she needed but he was selfish and could not let her go. Expression void by any emotion is presented to her after seconds of silence. “You might be more intelligent that I thought you were after all. You have all the time you need for you to move out since that is your decision.”
No other word escaped his mouth after turning his back on her and walking into his bedroom, closing the door. There was no intention of trying to change her mind. He would move on after all eventually, he always moved forward. The numb feeling into his chest would subside and he would forget about her, that’s at least what he tried to tell himself while taking a drag from the cigarette hanging from his lips. He knew that he didn’t deserve her and she finally got to realize this, that’s why she gave on him and everything going on between them. It was funny that the thought of actually wanting her to stay passed his mind when in reality he was aware that this was best for both of them. He was foolish to believe that she would be able to handle his demons. Blue orbs lost the light they had attained from the moment she started living into that house, lips set into a thin line and a sigh escaped his lips. He knew that if he didn’t move into the bedroom that he would stop her. He would be selfish and he wouldn’t let her leave but it was her so he couldn’t be selfish.
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