#guldvinge

[guldvinge]

                        your clothes are black, your lips are dry. this battleground is a cemetery filled with empty tombs. you remember how it felt to begin. a whimper. a goodbye. an infinite end. the world forgets. how it felt to begin. a bang. a hello. an unholy end. a bitter joke. five lives. two BOYS turned SOLDIERS. two girls from SILK to STEEL. one of them along FOR THE RIDE. they walked into a war. none of them entirely came out alive. you loved them. You let them go.

                                                                * no personals please.

[canesbelli-blog]

        WOUNDS  LITTER  THE  ELDER  SOLDIER’S  already scarred body  ,  a battle won .  a  WAR  still to be waged .  jack morrison  ---   SOLDIER  76  would be there .  even if his weary body ,  how battered  &&  scarred ;  would fight .   though mercy’s eyes ,  the  ANGEL  on the battlefield ,   her were eyes full of  MELANCHOLY  as she patched the vigilante up .  just as she always did all those years ago .  how they  TUG  at jack’s heart  !!   the soldier feels inclined to say something ,  not to fill the  VOID  of silence  ,  but to ease her  WORRIED  soul  ,   ❛    —  this is all for a  JUST  CAUSE  .  the war is just beginning  ;   &&  we’ll be ready   ❜   //   starter  @guldvinge

[snsdva-a]

dearly beloveds, we are gathered here today to honor the memory of the world’s greatest human being, song hana, who met her unfortunate demise during a freak bread-based accident. the stars in the sky will shine less bright without her presence. her memory and legacy will be carried on by each and every one of us. she will be dearly missed.

[guldvinge]

                            WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU???

[canesbelli-blog]

She leans into him. The same man that held her all those years ago. His arms are the same, his smell's the same, but he's different now. He bares scars instead of comfort. He offers bullets instead of love. Yet she's lost in him as though not a single day has passed in this wretched world between them. He is sunshine, he is secret glances passed between the battlefield. He is everything she remembers. Melting into those steel arms, Angela's lips find his and she loses herself in his familiarity.

             SHE   IS  GRACE  ;   SHE  IS  BEAUTY  !!   this  beloved  ANGEL  that stole jack’s heart  ,  was now  CRADLED  in his arms .  how he thought this  WOUNDED SOUL  could no longer feel love .  this familiarity between them was as if nothing had changed , however ,  jack did not have the cares back then as he carried them now .  his   SPIRIT  hindered  ,  his face aged  &&  SCARRED  .   mercy  —  no  …  ANGELA  was free of imperfection .  her eyes still held that same warmth that dimmed from his own .  her light shed so  BRIGHT  ;   as if this  OLD DOG  was staring at the sun for the first time .  

&&  jack melts into her kiss  ,  the world around them  BLURRED  .  nothing else mattered .   HOW HE HAD WAITED FOR HER .  she was his light . his sun .  the  WARMTH  he yearned for all these years .  now his soul felt as if it were being put back together ,  PIECE  BY PIECE .  

[snsdva-a]

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FUCK DAMNIT CHILD

[snsdva-a]

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OH GOD THIS WAS JUST A DRIVEBY AFFECTION INSPECTION. MAYBE I’LL PULL JADE BACK INTO THIS HELL WITH ME.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[chronal-anomaly]

There is ice in her veins, frost freezing her body in place as pure adrenaline engulfs her. She turns and stares back into the face of hatred beating down on her in the heat of an easy kill. Everything blurs. She waits for the darkness that comes at the end of the story - but none comes. Opening her eyes, the angel is met with a smile as wide & as brightly lit as any sun in this godforsaken universe. Angela grins just as wide as she leans in to press her lips over the girl's cheek. "Close call."

The stifling, choking smell of death coated everything. Lena doesn’t think. She doesn’t second guess herself. She simply moves. Weapons spit. A body drops, then another. Someone fires, but Lena is long gone, slipping through time as easily as breathing. The benefits of immortality. Hardly worth the costs, but that was a debate for later. Proudly, she paused for her reward. A heroine’s reward. “Be safe out there, love! Wouldn’t want ya t’ get hurt on my watch!”Time spoke, instead of the pilot, as Lena disappeared once again to return to battle.