#bluclightning

[armigest]

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                    symbols for the mun ; accepting .

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[armigest]

"hey! welcome back to the shitpit that's my life!" (prompto)

                          the prince let out a light hearted chuckle, leaning back on the heels of his feet as he did so. a natural and easy way to hold himself        ❛    cmon – it’s not that bad, i’d say just a regular pit for your life    ❜

[marginwrote]

     “you gotta be kidding me.”  he shook his head. figures. the only place in town he could slip off to without being followed or encountered by questioning passerby had been found out while he was nursing a black-eye (chuck presby acting like an ass yet again) and smoking.    //    @bluclightning  /  ♥’d  ;  open 

[flameclaimed]

Chloe is dead, and it's your fault, Caleb.

@bluclightning

          Eyes lower, not wanting to recall what had happened. What he did. The stranger was correct; Caleb had done it. The blame would lie heavy on his shoulders. He knew what he had done, knew he was the one that brought her life to an end. Only for him to flee, to never look back at her. 

          “Stop... Stop talking.” 

[flameclaimed]

"I'm dying..."

Angst | Accepting @bluclightning

          “No, you are not,” He’s digging through his pack, searching for a health potion, wondering how they had gotten so far from the group. Jester would take too long, she was too far behind them to help. Hand presses over the wound, felt it be coated quickly with crimson. “You’ll be fine, I promise.” 

[flameclaimed]

“I don’t care if you don’t want my help, I’ll do it anyways.”

Concern | Accepting @bluclightning

          “You’re being reckless, Chloe, and I won’t have you rush in without thinking,” He knew that was her specialty; disregarding safety and facing the problem head-on. “You assume you know everything, but you don’t. Stand aside before you get yourself killed.”