#heroscarred

[witchoflegends]

@heroscarred​ liked for a Layla starter

“You know, I thought I understood you. I thought I knew you. Your mannerisms, your habits, your quirks, and all the stupid things you do that both annoy and charm me. Now? I haven’t a goddamn clue. Did I even marry you, or did I just marry the idea of you? The you that you thought I’d want.” It hurt. I really fucking hurt, and she hated every moment thinking that she wasted her time with someone she hadn’t ever known.

[the-family-fortune]

“I saw…that you need to follow the water. The hydrokinesis. Cause that’s the thing that you’re meant to do. And if…if they don’t accept you for that…Then maybe they don’t deserve you.”

-- @heroscarred

I’ve been having a blast with this thread so I had to draw Bruno’s vision for Guillelmina. 

[ohkraken-a]

SCHITT’S CREEK SENTENCE STARTERS

@heroscarred​ :  i’m not “lurking” in your room. your alarm is going off, you’re not turning off your alarm! (miasa & cris in the academy)

“WHAT--” you stare at the other cadet for a moment, processing what he’s saying, before finally registering the alarm still buzzing incessantly beside you. eyes widen as you read the time, your normally stoic demeanor slipping as you push up from your bed. “i-- i am late--” late-- it was laughable, were you anyone else-- you were only late for studying, as it were. you had a handful of exams in different courses over the week, and so you’d been waking up earlier each day ( and sleeping later, ) to ensure you were able to study the optimum amount in order to prepare, but--

apparently, the growing lack of sleep you’d been getting had caught up to you as you slept through your alarm.

“i apologize for my alarm waking you-- but you may return to your own quarters--”

[astraldestiny]

✗ @heroscarred​ → closed starter ( for Rios ) !

    She had not expected to set foot on a ship again any time soon but she had to say it was nice to be back to something so FAMILIAR to her even if the ship itself was foreign to her. “ Captain Rios, I assume? ”, she asked with a smile as she spotted the man, stepping off the transporter platform to shake his hand. “ I heard you kept an eye on the old man and his shenanigans. ” She had heard about what had happened through her husband but she doubted that even covered HALF of the mess that Picard had gotten himself into and considering what her old friend usually got up to she doubted it had gone down smoothly either. “ I’m glad to see you all back in one piece. I have to say I was a bit worried but I want to thank you for helping as much as you did. ”

[tempred-a]

@heroscarred​   plotted for a thing for lancelot . 

immediately after jousting event,   she had ran through mud and grass to the tents.   asked whoever was nearby to direct her to where those who participated were.   with direction she found his tent easily and there she ripped the flaps open and stood staring at the back of the man who was supposed to be dead.   the man she loved who was supposed to be dead.   and even from high on the risers in the audience she know it was he before he announced himself.   

a trembling hand laid over her heart as the cleared throat to speak.   ❝ it is you  . . .   i had to see for myself.   could be no other as i’d know you like i know the back of my own hand. ❞   she is cautious to approach though as she worried that it was only some illusion and he not who he appeared to be.   ❝ how . . ? ❞

[soundofpain]

@heroscarred asked:  ❝ this is… did you do this? ❞ (from Steven! )

It was only a moment, but that was all it actually would take anyways. A simple amount of pressure; a flick of the wrist.

A hostile take over.

“The shattering of your mind, the many gifts you’ve squandered, my protection or is it the several dead bodies around us?”

[m-bardbattled]

“ will you quit talking like that?! i’m not leaving you behind! “ ( jared )        ♡        @heroscarred​.

     when they had descended into the drowned place, elsie had sensed there was something wrong. perhaps it was nothing more than the fact that the tunnel existed. they should not be walking and breathing beneath the boden; it was never meant to be. she’d wanted so badly for that to be all there was to her sense of foreboding... but even in those first moments, she had known the truth. the brightmore blood in her veins resonated with the water pressing down on them from above. this kind of knowing is her gift and it is the gift given to her by the very river the order of the broken knife is defying with the existence of this tunnel. all this knowledge crashed into her mind at once when she heard the first, terrible crack of stone. 

     she doesn’t know how long she can keep holding the water back. even with all of her magical effort being pushed towards it, the cracks are spreading overhead. in either minutes or moments, the drowned place is going to live up to its name - it’s going to succumb to the fate that even the order always knew it would have. shaking legs have already folded; elsie is on her knees. water is beginning to cascade from the cracked, vaulted ceiling, pooling around her. jared wants her to go with them but the moment she moves, she loses what little concentration she has left and the entire thing collapses. they’ll all be killed. he doesn’t seem to understand or maybe he does, but he simply doesn’t care.

     ❝ i love you. i’m... i’m sorry. ❞ elsie finally tears her eyes away from him; the heavy gaze lands instead on the shoulders of the only other person who remains here. from the look on her face, it’s clear the thief already knows what has to be done.   ❝ get him out of here, nessa. that’s an order. ❞   she can give orders now. she’s the highest ranking member of the daughters currently present, a child of the magic, a scatterflow. protecting the people she loves is part of that identity, is one of her responsibilities. she was always meant to do this, wasn’t she? it breaks her heart to watch jared fighting with every ounce of strength inside him as nessa takes hold of him, drags him towards the other end of the drowned place. they just need to climb the stairs and pass through the archway... she just needs to hold on a little bit longer.

     the shadows at the top of the stairs seem to swallow them. elsie releases, drops forward onto hands and knees. the stone above her breaks open. she has just enough presence of mind to be relieved when the archway collapses, sealing off the rest of the tunnels from the deluge that’s already pouring in. the water hits her like a wall and everything turns black.

[m-bardbattled]

FALLING ( flynn )        ♡        @heroscarred​.

     her brother is taller and heavier than she is, and she’s only so strong. she’s able to stop him from crumpling completely but she can’t hold his weight for long. elsie has no choice but to ease him to the ground. she lays him back gently, cradling his head a bit longer while she bunches up her cloak for use as a pillow. once she places his head on top of the cloth, she brushes his hair away from his face. his eyes had been burning white moments ago; she wonders if the magic has receded, or is still fronting.   ❝ flynn...? ❞