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❝ i don’t want to be without you. ❞ for marcus and this is what happens when you're difficult @eposerta // memes // always accepting

BREATH COMES IN RAGGED BURSTS —dragging painfully up his throat as though it has to claw its way out, like it takes every ounce of energy just to keep the air flowing through his lungs. something about her words hurts worse than the burning pain that radiates through him and marcus wants to fold ren into his arms and remind her over and over again that they’re going to be okay, that they’re going to make it.

well, at least one of them will, and she’s the only one that matters now.

❝ i don’t want to be without you, either. ❞ it’s barely a whisper, strained with effort and saturated in pain. he can only hope his eyes might convey all the words of adoration he never had time to speak. but then, even if they’d had a hundred years together, it wouldn’t have been enough.

a trembling hand reaches for her, fingers spasming as he tries to press them to her skin. it’s agony — this effort — and yet a soft smile finds its way to his lips as he barely grazes her cheek. ❝ you can do this, ren — you’re so much stronger than you know. ❞ voice quavering with emotion, he presses on, determined. because she is strong, kinder than he ever deserved, too good for the people of this place, of this world. the short laugh he lets out is wet with emotion and something else telling the end of his waking moments, but somehow he finds her hand and squeezes it tightly.

❝ you know — ❞ shallow breaths carry marcus through, because he cannot leave her until she knows how much she’s changed his life — changed him — for the better. ❝ — i don’t think i even realized i was living in the dark, ❞ another quick squeeze and a cough takes over. ( he does his best to ignore the way it leaves his other hand stained red ) ❝ and then you smiled at me, and it was like the sun shined for the first time. ❞ and that’s what he focuses on — not the sorrow in her eyes or the plea in her voice, not the way the pain turns numb, or the air around him turns cold — just the brightest light in his life, and the warmth that comforts him as his eyes lose focus and his hand falls away from hers.

#〈 𝚘𝚑 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚙﹐ 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚙 𝚞𝚙 ! 〉 answered.#eposerta #m. duncan ▸ 〈 int. 〉#this has been in my inbox for so long #and then suddenly it was like #'oh i'll give you difficult'#and listen i realize that light/dark comment is cheesy #but he's dumb and i'm still emo about it #look i even made a new banner just for the occasion

[cont.] @eposerta:

A FROWN , THOUGH BRIEF , threads upon her lips at his words . all i ever do is run . this is a future that she feared for herself . a life that may have some form of immortality to it , but to be on the run , changing cities every time someone gets a glimpse of what she is – what she can do ? fear strikes briefly in that moment , it’s paralyzing , though only lasts long enough for renata to take a breath .

❛ i uh …. ❜ fingers turn over a leaf of the lone rose in her hand . blooming beautifully , it’s scent is far stronger than any other florist in the area – though nobody dares question why , ‘ i don’t have a lot of experience in the *running* department , had to do it , and i ended up hiding in the same place i was supposed to be running *from* , but i do know that being lost isn’t so bad . ‘ a quiet hum falls from her lips , and she looks towards hayan with a slight smile . ❛ we’re all a little lost , aren’t we ? ❜

all of them , guided by things they can’t control , a universe either out to kill them or willing to keep them alive . it’s a toss of the dice , and renata knows that she’s been lucky to have made it this far considering all of her shortcomings in the nephilim department . still , something settles upon her skin that she’s come to recognize as trouble , a looming shadow cast over her frequent visitor that she knows wouldn’t put her mind at ease .

❛ i don’t really have any suggestions , but … i can offer you a helping hand , if there’s , you know – anything i can do . i’d be more help if i knew what you were thinking of running from , too . ❜

As fleeting as it was, Hayan detected a hint of fear mingled with the strong scent of roses as Renata pondered his words. It was one of very few emotions he could identify by smell, though he could never determine the reasons behind it. It puzzled him all the more that she would feel fear over something not to do with her. Could it be empathy? Was it even possible for a human to already care that much when they'd known each other so briefly?

He stayed quiet as she continued on, realizing that she had run unsuccessfully from something much like he had. So she could relate. That was why she listened so intently & perhaps that was why he felt the urge to lay his problems bare whenever he came to her shop. A listening ear was something he craved more than anything, despite the fact that the abundance of prying eyes & ears was exactly his current problem.

"I wish I could tell you, but... it's not safe. You would not be able to help me." He let go of his necklace to pull on his hair; a weak attempt to quiet the warnings in his head. Don’t tell her anything, it will only make matters worse. But his chest ached far too much from having to contain his secret & somehow his heart always won these arguments. Perhaps a bit- just a little bit- of clarification wouldn't do any harm. Perhaps there really is a way she can help.

Hayan gave an exasperated sigh & stood to face her. Closing the space between them, he lowered his voice. "I can't tell you very much, but bad people want to kill me because I have something they want. That's why I have to move, even though I'm happy here: I have to protect my mom. They know what neighborhood we live in. Soon, they may know our address."

It occurred to him as he looked into Renata's eyes that he could have phrased such terrifying news more gently than he had. At least, he reassured himself, it was vague enough that she wouldn't likely suspect him as a gumiho. A criminal, perhaps. Some kind of thief or spy would be a reasonable assumption. Or maybe just a lunatic.

She wouldn't call the police, would she? He bit down on his lip. Nothing would stick even if she did, of course, but he didn’t want to be banned from his latest comfort zone. Please, please don’t freak out...

#eposerta #* ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴs.#* ᴠᴇʀsᴇ ( ᶜᵒˡˡᵉᵍᵉ ʸᵉᵃʳˢ. )#so tumblr wasn't letting me trim that last post properly for some reason #hopefully it won't do that again so i won't have to make new posts every time #so much has changed on tumblr in the last 2.5 years & i am a lost bean #anyway i find it funny how hayan's panicking over his secret while renata already knows he's a supernatural being & is just playing it cool #also this is a prime example of how subtly selfish he actually is #he's not doing anything wrong per se but any thoughts he has about her circle back to himself somehow #*feels confusion over empathy* 'oh she's had to run before too? no wonder she relates to me' *proceeds to not care what happened to her*#like yeah he's mannerly & spends a lot of energy on trying to understand others but he ain't getting it that's for sure #you can really see the 50% lack of humanity here

❝ you’ve been pacing the halls all night long. ❞ --- @eposerta // memes

OPENING HIS MOUTH TO ARGUE, lips find themselves pressed together moments later, no words available to pass through them that she wouldn’t see right through anyway. he had been pacing all night — just close enough to keep a measured eye on her, far enough to not interrupt the festivities. marcus had been told in no uncertain terms that this whole night was for her, that he was to be the watchful eye, to protect, not to interfere ( it was his job after all, and she was his charge ).

his job had become nearly impossible the moment he’d seen her, and the entire world had been tilted on its axis ever since.

❝ i’m just — ❞ looking around as if to find an excuse to hand over. a ridiculous notion considering he already knows every inch of the halls, the ballroom, the alcoves — for security’s sake, of course ( he also knows every exit, for other reasons ). no answer can be found in the finery all around them, and he turns back to renata with a pained smile. ❝ it was getting a little overwhelming in there, you know ? ❞ in there, out here, the whole thing is overwhelming and foolish and he’s got no clue how to pull any of it off when she’s standing there looking at him like that and all he wants to do is —

no, he’s not going to go there, not now, not even in his mind. he’s already mentally cursing niko for reading everything so plainly in one conversation that had taken him far too long to realize himself.

forcing the smile to mellow into something more natural and less on - the - verge - of - fleeing, marcus gestures behind ren to the ballroom still bustling with activity, brows raised. ❝ you’re supposed to be in there you know, i’m not sure if you noticed but — ❞ amusement coats the words, like this is some inside joke the two of them share, while he simultaneously looks almost apologetic. ❝ — but this is your party. ❞

#〈 𝚘𝚑 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚙﹐ 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚙 𝚞𝚙 ! 〉 answered.#m. duncan ▸ 〈 int. 〉#eposerta #don't look at me like that

HE'S ON A MISSION —— a scouting mission, a researching mission, possibly a scavenging mission. what it's not supposed to be is a rescue mission. but he'd been tracking these raiders for a while now because they'd clearly been tracking something else — if the excitement rolling through the group is any indication ).

marcus hadn't realized what it was that had them all buzzing —— until now, hadn't been willing to draw attention to himself until he could get closer, quietly. but now he's even more confused — it's just some girl, and she looks scared as hell.

❝ this doesn't look like a fair fight, now, does it ? ❞ it's meant to sound a little smug, but with the power armor altering his voice, it still comes out menacing. that's okay, they should be afraid, he could blow the whole group to dust with one blast — he just wants to get them away from the girl first. ❝ why don't you guys come on over here and we can have a little talk about your piss-poor manners ? ❞ // @eposerta

#eposerta #m. duncan ▸ 〈 int. 〉#i did it

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a short starter for @eposerta !

"okay, i think vi's finally settled down, i gave her my ipad — i know, i know — so she can watch stuff while we study." harper offers ren a bright, albeit tired, smile, running a hand through his hair. he hates being an ipad parent, but they're in dire need of uninterrupted study time, and no one was able to watch her, so they're making do with the resources available.

"i also grabbed us some snacks, we can't go too long without snack breaks or we're definitely gonna die." he drops down across from her again, looking at his notes with no small amount of dismay. ah, the joys of university. maybe he should have picked a simpler major. "okay, so. how are you feeling about all of this so far ?? anything we should go over more ??" he wants to sleep. free him from the eternal prison of academia.

#« stretching toward the sky like i don't care. » threads.#eposerta #me: this will be short #me: (lies)

the chances of this being a terrible idea were a little too high for woong's liking, but -- well. cheolsu was right. sitting around doing nothing with his "gifts" was a waste, especially if it meant he could find another way to make some money on the side. woong cleared his throat, shifting in his spot. "so, uh... what are we talking about, exactly? a haunting? possession? poltergeists, vengeful spirits, anything of that sort?"

-> @eposerta | the briar starter call.

#eposerta #➸ * dialogue. / woong.#➸ * main verse. / ash to ashes.

@eposerta liked for a starter. from jordan.

" — i'm not exactly an expert on this, but if you need ... help or whatever, i'm here." not an expert, no, but jordan's good with most things. with enough interesting life experiences (hello, prophecy) and a knack for improvising, he's generally pretty useful. "not to make it weird, just ... in case." being nice is still a bit awkward for jordan. forgive him.

#hi hi i hope this is ok!!! i made it short to start but !! whatever length you reply with is fine ^^ lmk if you want something different!!#i rly love renata's lore sm she's the coolest to me #eposerta #« distance keeps us safe. » jordan (threads)#queue tag tbd.

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