Sep 6, 2024
oh how I’ve prayed for times like this
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oh how I’ve prayed for times like this
GUYS
2 SEQUELS OMG
ARE WE ACTUALLY GETTING A TRILOGY?!
(Also f*ck the live action consideration. Please, I beg, don’t do it. Don’t do a damn live action. This film literally just came out.)
Tiny: What game do you guys want to play?
Annie: KICK THE CO-
Tiny: No.
Annie: Aww...
Shiny: What Kind Of Creature Am I?
[everyone nods along and agrees]
Don: My turn! [gets on all fours and starts eating plants with visible disgust on face]
Tiny: Larry eating dad's leaves!
Don: I was thinking triceratops, but I'll give you that one.
Tiny: Great! My turn! [Makes slight movement]
Buddy: Eoraptor!
Tiny: ... How do you always guess mine so fast?
Buddy: My turn!
Buddy: [picks up dinoball]
Don: Hank the Dinoball Champion?
Buddy: [kicks dinoball] GOODBYE, STUPID BRAT!
[dinoball falls down cliff]
Buddy: Score!
Tiny: [snickering] Your biological mom!
Buddy: Correct!
Annie: ... Wut?
Tiny: Okay, my turn again! "I brought you into this world, I have every right to let the elements take you out of it!'
Shiny: [snorts] Buddy's birth mom again!
Tiny: Correct!
Annie:
Shiny: Okay, okay! My turn! [Clears throat] "Abandoning vulnerable innocent babies is fun!"
Don: Buddy's biolo-
Annie: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE!?
Buddy: ... I don't know, but I know what's wrong with my biological parents.
Don: "I have a hypothesis, I'm not going to be a good dad!"
Buddy: He left his egg, his hypothesis was right!
Annie:
Annie:
Annie: [sighs]
Annie: "I'm the reason Buddy needs therapy!"
[everyone cheers for Annie]
Buddy: Great first try, Annie!
Annie: You seriously need therapy though.
Buddy: I know. But anyways, "I'm gonna go get a pack of menthol lights, maybe I'll be back!"
Tiny: He never comes back!
Shiny: "All the good genes skipped our generation! We have a perfect kid but we're horrible parents!"
Don: Buddy is loyal and true, unlike his birth parents!
Annie: "Our egg egg'ed wrong, let's abandon it forever!"
Buddy: That's the spirit!
Compromised
Chapter One
POV: June
It had been years and still, all his nights, he lay awake, still thinking of that one night that changed his life. He was never one to judge, always made sure that she understood his care, his worry; for him, she would always come first. And yet when it mattered the most he couldn't do it, couldn't keep his conscience silent.
Couldn’t keep the questions from plaguing his love story forever.
He left her.
He had thought she would come back with an explanation, an excuse, something. That she would want him more than keeping a secret, but who was he kidding. That wasn't what she wanted; he wasn't worth it for her.
It had been years since he found her with a knife sticking out her gut. Her eyes quiet and contemplative like they always were. In her hands, the dagger she loved so much. Intricately carved in a remote village she travelled all alone to get it done. Its blade, so delicately moulded, buried in a neck, blood seeping down its redwood hilt.
He stood there watching as she pulled the knife away and waited as the blood dripped down her gut. He stood there silent and shocked as she pushed the corpse off of her, her dagger still sticking out.
She raised her head.
Their eyes met.
POV: Anamika
Their eyes met.
It wasn't like the first time they had locked gazes as strangers and grew closer every day. Grew close enough that their eyes told the other every thing that needed to be said, and everything they couldn’t voice out. But today his eyes felt foreign, hurt and most of all, scared.
He was scared of her.
Maybe he didn't know it yet or maybe he's just realising it but he was scared of her; and she knew it.
She knew she had to make a move; she couldn't just let the silence stay. Letting the knife drop, she went right ahead and pushed him against the wall he was standing along,“You know nothing.”
A lie,
Bold faced and white,
A statement with implications clear,
A request it was meant to be,
To understand.
An order it came out as,
For silence.
“Are we clear, my love?”
The last two words left a bitter taste in her mouth as if she puked out her lungs, like that one time.
And she let the impulse to kiss him overwhelm her. But she couldn't.
She dare not. She wasn't worthy.
She never was, but once she had been selfish. She was wrong. Wrong wrong wrong…
She pulled him down and kissed his nose. A soft brush of lips on his red button nose on his red flushing face.
Red like the blood sliding down her legs, red like the blood pooling beneath the dagger she treasured, her amate was living up to her name in this moment.
He was adora- no he wasn't hers anymore. He couldn't be… was too pure… too righteous… still innocent, childlike…
POV: June
He was not surprised when he saw her with a blade in hand but he went numb when she shrugged that body off her. Walked with her shoulders pulled back, hands stuck to the side like the cadet she once had been.
Those years of training, the habits that she still fell back on when things didn't really go the way she wanted.
Chills crept through his spine.
But did he even know her? At this point he seemed to have no idea what she might have wanted or planned. Her words slid off him at first and then his brain kickstarted. The shock came back rushing and with it came a- fear?
A bead of sweat rolled down his spine leaving his mouth dry, he gulped trying to wet his mouth. Words flitted through his mind. Not stopping, not pausing, not making sense.
“But y- you- you killed him Anamika…”
His words trailed out as he realised he was speaking to someone who was probably desperately trying her best to not break down. There was guilt in him but the fear was greater. It was with her words next that he knew shouldn't have assumed. He knew her and yet… yet he… shouldn't have said that… shouldn't have been the one to judge her…
POV: Anamika
His stuttered words in that breaking voice broke her. Her face remained steadfastly loyal, not a hint of the carnage raging within.
But she couldn’t keep it blank anymore.
She smiled.
Something cruel and disgusting exactly like her.
"I had my reasons, June,” she had to make sure he understood.
She knew it was pointless and yet she couldn’t let him think she was insane; she was but she couldn’t let him know that.
“Trust me not one soul will grieve him.”
Trust me. Oh how bad she wanted to scream those words at him.
Be a hypocrite and self serving like she was and ask for his trust when she couldn't even let him into the first layers of her mind; not that it was a particularly pretty place, she herself felt caged, suffocated, stifled there, in her own damn mind.
How could she ask for his support when in return all she could give was nothing but grief and pain and hurt and disappointment wrapped in her tainted love and bloodied hands? How could she ask for anything more from him…
Blaring alarm lights reflected off the blood on her face giving it a deep red hue once, and then a deep purple. The colour she loved.
The colour she identified with.
The colour she called royal… majestic… the only colour that mattered to her. And right now she, adorned by her colour looks something divine.
Almost mythical.
Almost grotesque.
She looked like vengeance woke up and chose war.
She looked like retribution, her gait secure and head held high.
Walking away seemed to be the only thing she could do if she didn't want to break down in front of him. She didn't want to be a burden on him anymore. He was already overburdened with the spiral of her thoughts, he doesn't need to see all that blood in reality too.
She walked away without turning to look back; she walked away leaving a dying man, her scared lover and her withering relationship behind.
She left him with the corpse of a half naked man and her jacket. Walked away. Brutally ignoring his scared scream for her. She keeps going, not hearing it, trying not to atleast, hoping never to contemplate if he was scared of her or for her. But her mind won't be kind. It never really was.
With voices heavy in her mind, a new burden on her shoulders, another mark on her tainted soul, she walked away from the two relations she held dear.Her accomplice in insanity, her amate and her only sanity, her June. She leaves them behind this time. They are not hers anymore.
OH MY GOD
Spotify is wild for this
"I'd tell you not to snoop around, but--" Kim shrugs, looking around the apartment. "I knew what I was getting into when I invited you over."
[Empathy]: He trusts you enough to have you in his space.
Harry scoffs at the insinuation, as if he hadn't been poking around in Kim's medicine cabinet literally seconds ago. Kim moves closer to Harry, his expression turning serious.
[Interfacing]: He presses a single gloved finger against your chest.
[Authority]: Your retort dies in your throat, brought to its knees by the overwhelming power of the point.
[Electrochemistry]: *You* could drop to your knees right about now. Good god.
[Half Light]: You start to feel afraid you've already done something wrong.
"I will not be responsible for the man I become if you touch the dials on my DynaWave."
b-b-back on my bullshit BABIE