#angst march

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“Not you again.” Jareth grumbled.

Maleficent was caught back by the real aggravation in his voice. Jareth -in her experience with him -liked acting like he didn’t want her around, but it was an act.

“Someone is grumpy.” She drawled.

“I am busy.” Jareth called from his throne, without so much as turning to look at her.

“You are not.” She twisted her hand, making his throne turn into a heap of dry leaves, and he fell.

“You cursed witch!” He yelled, trying to get up. “I’m tired of you constantly here! Begone!”

Maleficent was taken aback by his vehemence, his command. However she would not stay and ask him why. She was done with this stupid gobblin.

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“You killed her! For power! You…” Sansa covered her face with her hands. “You killed your wife for power.”

Vortigern didn’t deny it, but then again… Why should he?

“Is that why you married me?” Sansa demanded. “Are you going to the same to me?”

“I sacrificed Elsa because I had to give someone I loved to them.” He told her simply. “I can’t do the same to you, since I don’t love you.” His voice was matter-of-fact, not even cruel, just practical. “That’s why I married you; because I didn’t love you.”

Sansa recoiled, as if he’d slapped her. She fell numbly to the chair she’d just sprung from. She felt stupid and silly for the tears, but what could she do?

What else could she do when the husband she loved more than anything told her he didn’t love her? That she wasn’t good enough not even for that?

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“Your people have hunted and slaughtered my people for centuries.” He raged at her. “If that wasn’t enough, they’ve destroyed the forests that are our homes! And we should just take it all?”

“When did this become your people against my people?” Gretel demanded. “I thought we were past that!”

“We will never be past that, human.” He sneered at her. “Your life is a blink of an eye to me. And it means even less than that.”

Her punch was a reflex, one she might regret later, because it proved his point to a degree, but Gretel was tired of his mercurial moods and being treated as a bug by him.

“Then you won’t mind if I leave.” She threw at him.

“What are you waiting for?” He scoffed as he massaged his jaw.

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“What the hell is wrong with you, Derek?”

“I’m worried about you, Darcy.” He insisted. “Ian was a piece of shit with you. Why would you even consider taking him back?”

“You wouldn’t understand.” She defended herself.

“You’re right: I don’t!” Derek snapped. He couldn’t believe they were having this argument. He thought Darcy would know better. “He cheated on you and blamed you for it.”

“We talked about it! Why are you acting like this?”

“Because -different from him -I actually care about you.” He growled at her.

Darcy took a step back, clearly hurt by what he’d said. “Well, different from you, he’s actually my boyfriend. So I guess that shows who cares more.”

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“This person that you’ve been looking for doesn’t exist.” Erik hissed at her. “I am what I am. What he made me. I will find him and I will kill him. And if you stand in my way…”

“Say it.” Susan pressed. “You were so brave, why won’t say it? You’ll kill me?”

Erik pressed his lips together and didn’t answer. But then again… At this point, it wasn’t really necessary.

“I love you, Susan, but…”

“Don’t you dare!” She snapped. “Don’t you dare threaten me and then say you love me. You don’t! You’re obsessed with your revenge, with your pain.”

“It’s all I have!” He bellowed.

Susan looked at him in silence, just watching as his face became redder in his anger. “Then what am I?” She asked him simply. “Clearly not the right person.”

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“Isn’t that what she is?” Yennefer asked bitterly. “Your mistress? Your owner?”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Diaval protested.

“She uses you like her pet!”

“And what do you do?” Diaval demanded back. “You only want me around when it’s convenient for you. The rest of the time you don’t even care if I’m alive.”

Yennefer took a step back, a hurt look on her face. “Is that how you see me?”

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“Is it always going to be like this now?” Diana asked, her voice hoarse.

“Like what?” John asked, even as he served himself a healthy dose of whiskey.

“People trying to kill me. Use me.” She added weakly.

“Yeah.”

She looked up at him, the bruises on her face marring her delicate face. “Why? I haven’t done anything.”

“They won’t care about it love. You’ve got power; that’s the only thing they care about.”

“And you? Do you only care about it as well?”

John drained his glass. “I only care about myself. And you better remember that.”

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“Your leader lied to me.” Mera accused.

“What?” Steve was caught by surprise, he didn’t know what she was talking about.

“There’s one less crate. He took the weapons!”

“Mera, wait.” Steve asked. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He told her truly.

“I trusted you, and I was betrayed.”

“No, it’s not possible.” Steve tried to calm her.

“He asked for war.” She informed him, before diving into the ocean.

“MERA! No!”

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