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[noxpraelia]

                                       @oplitis |  Send me a 🐉 for a starter where my muse is a dragon.   

       { ☩ }—;    Massive maw is exposed, a yawn that exhibits rows of razor sharp teeth and a pink tongue that curls inward. Claws extend, digging through the earth as worms and the like move from the danger.

      Tired. Not so tired though, to leave the creature standing before her unnoticed.

    Cranium cants, black scales shimmering from the pale moonlight, as curious eyes take in the sight. 

     Human, yes. Fully, no.

“Have you come to hunt me?” An innocent query that stemmed from the dragon as she curled her tail closer to her body. Dull spikes scratching at old flakes as if she were a human scratching it’s head to relieve an itch. 

    For there was no true threat from the creature. None that the lithe dragon could sense. She was more intrigued than afraid.

[noxpraelia]

                            @glaswen |  Send me a 🐉 for a starter where my muse is a dragon.

    { ☩ }—;    Narrow slits of pale blue eyes gaze up at the sudden noise of crunched leaves and broken twigs that were strewn upon the forest floor. Ebony scales, iridescent, a rainbow that settled on such gloomy skies, how they shimmer under the afternoon sun leaking through branches. And how deadly their allure was for the she-beast and others that stumbled her way.

         A small rumble in her scaly throat, wings attempting to raise up in a defensive manner--Only to fail as one wing shuddered in pain, as did she, and retreat back to remain folded against her skin. 

        By no means is she a large dragon, lithe and sleek but retaining all the might of even an Elder One. Pride brought her here to the outskirts of the city. Pride also wrought the wound on her wing.

[udbw-archive-twice-blog]

☢ for a zombie apocalypse au

au meme

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There’s a girl hobbling down the middle of the road. They can’t do anything to help her, not without risking themselves. Beth hopes that the noise she’s making (she’s screaming, crying out for help) doesn’t wake the others.

Then they reach her. Trap her. Eat her. There’s nothing but red smears left by the time they’re done (how long? an hour? ten minutes? time doesn’t feel real these days, not in the sense of minute-to-minute measurement.).

She sighs, and turns around, and yelps -- Josh is in her face.

“Fuck’s sake, Joshua. You should be asleep.”

He shrugs, sluggish. “S’coming up to my shift.”

“Yeah, well I’m not finished yet.”

He shrugs and sits next to her, quiet. Or at least until--

“I heard her.”

“...”

“I know.”

“... She looked like...”

“...”

[udbw-archive-twice-blog]

✦ for a college au

au meme

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Beth hasn’t seen Chris in a while, and when she asks Hannah, she says the same. Neither have their other two housemates.

“Maybe he’s stuck upstairs.”

The other one snorts. “Or at his boyfriend’s.” Then they look away, sheepish suddenly in front of the twins, and makes an excuse about work, hustling out of the front door. The other heads back up to her bedroom on the first floor, leaving the twins in the ground floor hallway.

Hannah hesitates for a moment, looking up, presumably towards the only second-floor bedroom. “Do you think we should...?” She looks antsy.

“I’ll look.”

The other girl looks relieved (and maybe a little guilty to be relieved), and grabs her bag from the living room. “OK. I’ll see you later.”

Beth waves, wondering if Hannah told her if she had a thing today -- with someone from her course?

She shrugs and climbs up the stairs, cursing the second lot of steps for their steepness and the thin rail. Once at the time, she wedges herself against the door, and curses the slim landing, then knocks loudly at the door. “Chris? You in there? We haven’t seen you in days.”

There’s a muffled shuffling, then it stops, then starts again. Then there’s the sound of a key in the lock, and the door opens; she almost falls in.

“Hey.”

He grunts; behind him, the curtains are shut, and the only source of light was from his laptop in the far corner of the room.

“Haven’t seen you in a while.”

He looks like shit: dark circles, hair all over the place, and sickly pale. And maybe red-eyed.

“... Do you wanna talk about it?”

[jeongaeul]

"They think they can get away with this. We have to prove them wrong."

Revolutionary Sentence Starters

“Of course that we have to prove them wrong.” Gaeul murmured softly, her hand finding Teddy’s and she slowly laced their fingers together, taking the opportunity that nobody was around in the dorm to disturb them. It had been a tough day, there had been a lot of fights… And even more deaths. People whom they were close to and who would never come back because they had been unable to fight back the zombies. It was getting more difficult to survive and to see the numbers of survivors decreasing with each new day. 

They couldn’t even leave the city. The government had locked all the roads and ways of leaving to contain the infection but they just couldn’t stay there and wait to die - whether it was by becoming a zombie or dying from killing themselves. A small group of rebel had created a resistance underground and Gaeul hadn’t hesitated for a long time before joining them, they were all more or less scarred and terrified but also angry and ready to fight for their lives. 

A deep sigh brought Gaeul back to reality and away from the memories of the people she had lost ever since the beginning of this apocalypse that didn’t make any sense. Leaning her head on Teddy’s shoulder, she allowed herself to closer her eyes and squeezed his hand lightly, finding comfort in the thought that he allowed her to be close to him - which was rare… But she couldn’t deny that a special bond had formed between them and if she looked out for him whenever they had to go outside to fight, it was completely on purpose. She liked Teddy, but she also knew that it wasn’t the right time, it wasn’t the right era, nothing was right for romance to bloom anyway– and she was pretty sure he didn’t like her this way. But it was okay, as long as she could stand by his side and fight. 

“We’ll show them all that we are stronger than they thought. We’ll survive.” She murmured, her voice lacking in strength but not in convictions. Everything was so exhausting that she didn’t have the strength to raise her voice. He didn’t give her any reply so she straightened up slowly and let go of his hand. They had lost a dear friend and she could see the impact it had on Teddy, how his dark eyes grew stormier and angrier each new day, how it seemed like he wore the weight of the world on his shoulders. Hesitantly reaching up, she then ran her fingers slowly through his messy hair and gave him a small smile. “They’re cowards we’re not going to let attain us.” 

And then the dorm was starting to get filled with their comrades, with their friends, with their partners. Surprisingly though, Teddy didn’t let her go and Gaeul willing stayed by his side, finding comfort in the thought that she wasn’t maybe as useless as she thought. 

[jeongaeul]

"In the grand scheme of things, what does it matter? We all die."

Revolutionary Sentence Starters

The wind was blowing hard on top of the empty building that used to be one of the most famous place for rich people to buy luxurious clothes and other items only a handful of them had the privilege to own. Now, it was all ruins and the building had been abandoned like most of the district that gathered all wealthy people after the revolution had started two months ago – only the poor class remained in the city as they tried to fight over and over against the government. Of course, anyone rich had ran away to a better place and the only wealthy people who had stayed were the politicians who tried to rule three hundred angry people who had enough of hearing their lives be dictated from the moment they were born to their deaths. 

They were trying to fight back but the group Gaeul was part of was stronger, better prepared, was so angry and filled with rage and passion that a few old politicians wouldn’t have a chance against their guns, their explosives and other weapons. Her life had never been easy. She had been raised alone by her father after her mother had been killed for being too curious and finding out how corrupted the government was. Then it had been all about gathering evidences and proofs over the years until they were ready to start a revolution like it had never happened before. 

Glancing over at Teddy who stood by her side, she then looked back at the scenery who was unlike everything she had seen before. “It matters for the future. It matters for our freedom and it matters for the next generations so we can leave them the right example. We’ve waited for too long and the government still own most of the city with its army.” She inhaled deeply, stretched her arms out over her head before she looked over at the male with a smile. “We are all going to die so we might as well try to make this world a better place while we can, don’t you think?” 

An answer was unnecessary: shotguns could be heard which meant that they were needed. The fights were far from being over and despite her tiredness, she reached for the gun in the back of her pocket and nudged Teddy’s arm with a small grin. “They’re waiting for us, partner.” 

[jeongaeul]

"What's happened to you? You used to fight for the right side. Now I'm not so sure anymore."

Revolutionary Sentence Starters

“I should be asking you this.” Gaeul retorted, dragging bloody slender fingers through her brown locks. She had lost her hair tie in the fight but it was the last of her concern at the moment; they were followed by a group of soliders who were supposedly the “good men” but she knew better than to trust the government - god, they had just killed one of her comrades thoughtlessly and Gaeul had to watch blood and bits of brains littering the concrete. There was no time to cry though and she hadn’t hesitate to follow Hakyeon after he had grabbed her by the arm to tug her away. “The government isn’t the right side anymore, Hakyeon! The president has slaughtered families, our friends, innocent people!” 

His step faltered and Gaeul exhaled a deep breath, pressing her back against a wall that was barely holding up. The whole city was in ruins ever since the groups of rebels had declared wars against the strict rules and the unfair treatment given to the citizens. At first, like everyone, she had thought that those rebels were wrong and bad, that the government was there to help them out so there was no more World War happening… But Gaeul quickly understood how they had been manipulated, how those rebels were fighting for freedom and a better world - so she ended up joining them. Hakyeon, her childhood best friend whom she had been crushing on since forever, hadn’t seem to understand the situation until they almost got killed a couple of minutes ago. 

“Open your eyes, there’s no more right side,” She muttered, loading a bunch of bullets into the gun she had stolen from a dead comrade. “It’s either you fight for our freedom, either you remain the government’s dog. You do whatever you want, Hakyeon but I made my choice already.” Her eyes locked onto his. Gaeul had never looked so self-confident and proud as she stood there, dust and blood mixing over her skin, a scratch on her left cheek barely healed. “I can’t wait for you, they’re going to come back.” 

And with those final words, she ran off and disappeared into a building that she knew would lead her to her team underground where they were getting for yet another battle. They wouldn’t stop until the last of them, until they took down the president and their minions, until the people of this country could claim loudly and proudly that they were free.