#fatalruin

[arghunt]

I just need my dad. I’ll always need my dad.

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[tideridera]

ARROW  FOR  A  KISS ↳↳ accepting  ( @fatalruin​ / enid )

5.  a  kiss  between  laughter

the world hadn’t ended, no matter how popular that theory was, the earth continued to spin and life, rotten or not, moved on. between the danger, and the rotting, the fighting and the dying, there were moments of a life seen through the rays of sunlight. moments when the smell of the dead didn’t reach, when the earth felt alive and true and it was at these moments that the crew lavished. not quite putting their guard down, they weren’t fools, but allowing themselves some reprieve from the horrors.

harry caught enid around the waist, pulling her off of her feet with a triumphant cry as she made a sound of defiance as they hit the ground. ciri streaked past them, snatching the football from enid’s hands and bolting across the open field with hawke and devan right on her heels but harry didn’t get up and leave her yet -- there was laughter in her eyes, on her mouth and harry laughed with her, hands running up the sides of her waist, digging into nerves and soft tissue until enid thrashed and her laughter grew in volume. a wild sound, a sound that coloured her cheeks pink and made warmth swell in his chest and harry laughed as well even as she tried half-heartedly to fend him off.

it was between the laughter, between the thrashing, between the sound of ciri’s victory as she made her touch down that harry lips brushed across enids. their laughter quietened only by a handful, harry’s lips still tugged into a wide smile as his hands grew still upon her waist. he leaned closer, lips dragged across her cheek with more deliberation as he hovered only inches above her.

he kissed her again, this time with purpose and reason. slowly, softly. tongue searching for a taste of that laughter that had escaped from her.

[doomdays-a]

“I’D LIKE TO SEE THAT SMILE AGAIN.”

      ⇢ @fatalruin​​.

she rolls her eyes,  her head immediately turning away.  it’s only to hide the smile that barely does tug at her lips,  one she feels like she can’t show.  she doesn’t know why this keeps happening,  how he’s able to bring this side out of her when not even she’s seen it in so long  (  since before everything,  since before she lost any sort of hope for the world she lived.  )  there’s something so different about him  ----  it’s frustrating,  yet relaxing all at the same time.  she finds him to be so stubborn,  yet deep down,  she knows that’s really her.  ❝  good luck tryin’ to get it,  ❞   she mutters,  eyes straight ahead instead of looking back at him,  afraid that if she did,  he’d catch it.  ❝  gonna have to work harder than that,  ❞   she challenges.

[palespyder]

❛        you  think  you  fixed  the  problem  'til  it  comes  right  back  again          ❜ @fatalruin​ sent  🎤 for a randomly generated lyric starter ( for frank ! )

[klarsynt-arc]

@fatalruin​ said:  “  tell me why you stayed.  ”

         gaze lifts towards the other man and studies his features with a contemplative expression.   “  i told you, i want to help,  ”  words are quiet and as soon as they are spoken he knows it’s not enough. there’s more to it than that. they both know it. eli has already heard it, he is asking because he wants to hear more than emil’s deflective responses. he’s asking because he truly wants to know this time. that much is easy enough to understand, he doesn’t need to sense it to know. there’s a small shrug before he admits  “  i don’t have anywhere else to go.  ”

even that does not feel like the full truth. the other man’s eyes feel as if their depths are boring into him and peering at his soul. emil swallows and lets his eyes drop away from eli. he always feels ashamed beneath his gaze now. like he cannot hide anything, and he cannot even lie to himself. not when he is being seen for what he is. that man has seen the most horrific parts of himself and it makes it difficult to look him in the eyes. he’s always afraid of what he will find reflected in them. 

so, why has he stuck around? maybe it’s a valid question when being here hurts in ways emil can’t explain. it hurts. but it is a pain he believes is good for him. it’s one he deserves. it is better to feel turmoil and the bitter taste of a conscious than for him to be continuing to harm innocents. emil’s voice is a gruff mumble when he finally speaks again  “  i wanna be whoever you thought i was. before...  ”   staying with these people makes him feel like he could maybe become that person. someone who deserved eli, who deserved the trust of his family. he wants to be good. 

[klarsynt-arc]

@fatalruin​ said: 

"  we've been together for awhile now,  "  oh boy. it's around this time when things feel serious and he realizes he's allowed himself to fall in too deep that he knows he can't keep his secret anymore. propped up against the headboard of their shared bed, eli runs his fingers through emil's hair in gentle gesture as he stares down to the other's face; his eyes full of words he's yet to say but feels intensely. "  there's something i have to tell you. but i fear you won't look at me the same.  " 

         he has never truly had something like this before. relationships aren’t exactly encouraged for people like him. he is supposed to stay unattached but...every time he looks at eli he knows just how impossible it is to truly resist him. he’s a good man. with a beautiful soul in a captivating body. sometimes emil doesn’t think he ever had a choice in the matter. the more he experienced, the more he felt and saw with this man, the more his heart filled with affection and admiration. 

nothing feels more peaceful and serene than when he is with eli. head rests comfortably against the other man’s lap, the fingers in his hair coaxing him into a relaxed state. he is very nearly asleep when he speaks. umber hues shift upwards towards the other, curious and then a touch concerned when the last part is added. brows knit together slightly as he studies eli’s features. sometimes he forgets that people don’t know what he can do, that they don’t realize how intimately he knows them. so many secrets rest within his mind. whether he knows whatever it is eli is going to tell him  (  though he has something of a suspicion  )  he does know it could never change how he cares for him. 

emil lifts a hand to gently run a finger over the other’s cheek, a small smile pulling at his lips  “  try me.  ”

[learnednothing]

Happy happy birthday!!! ❤️🎂

thank you darling!!! 💕

[powerbound]

❛      i'm  scared  of  changing,  the  days  stay  the  same  the  world  is  spinning  but  only  in  gray      ❜ @fatalruin​ sent  🎤  for a randomly generated lyric starter ( for cesar  ! )