#ismiracle

[wargod-archive]

@ismiracle Sheltered from the sun, a black mass befalls you. A light struggling to escape slowly gives up hope but won’t flicker out  ✧・ﾟ: *✧  

               ❛   Are you in pain?   ❜   Perplexing gaze falls onto them, something surely sweet and kind and all the same worried and somehow HOLLOW. As if something struck them through the chest and they were still trying to comprehend what had happened.   ❛   It’s no good to live in pain you know when there’s so much better ways to live.   ❜   Arita outstretched an arm, itching to grab the young man’s hand but they held back.   ❛   It’s hard though you know, when you’ve lived in pain so long you forget it ever hurt. It becomes normal, it becomes HAPPY.   ❜

[gonesoft]

' i don't think . . . i can do this. i'm not strong like you are. ' [ SLAMS DOWN LEG BECAUSE HELLO YOU SUMMONED ME ]

“Just because my boys treat you like a worthlesslittle shit don’t mean you’ve gotta curl up and act likeone. You stay on this ship, you’re gonna pull your weight -and if I thought you wasn’t capable, I’da left your sad assback on Terra.”

It’s an attempt to be encouraging - the weasel-y kid has tohave some kind of skill outside of sneaking into places thelarger Ravagers can’t reach.

“Now, you reload that blaster again. Quicker.”

[quitethepirategal]

@ismiracle asked for a moodboard!

[macusan-blog1]

♚. ( @ismiracle )

Staying in the convent feels like a dream.  From his temporary bedroom, Graves finds himself able to hear the echoes and whispers of soft voices.  Turning his gaze to the window reveals the lush forest that surrounds the structure.  It is a peaceful place, where he has been treated  kindly.  He intends to repay his hosts upon his full recovery, and, as of late, it’s felt as though his strength has returned greatly.  At the sound of fabric, his dark gaze finds Credence’s lithe form.  The boy has barely uttered a word since Graves’ arrival, though he’s treated his wounds more than enough times to warrant a discussion.

❛ Credence? ❜  He speaks gently, hoping not to startle him.  Politeness necessitates certain formalities, and it would not do to disturb him.  ❛ Is that  --  your name? ❜

[willbeshot]

@ismiracle

“Credence, my dear boy, stop slouching! I can’t  have you all hunched over when I bring you out  in front of my beloved guests, now can I?”

                 Gently pushing on the other’s upper chest, the Hero of Skill would force him to stand up completely straight. Credence was like a toy to Reaver-- A dangerous toy, but a toy all the same. One that he could dress up and mold however he pleased. And thankfully, despite all of his manipulative behavior, Credence seemed to be prepared to do whatever Reaver asked of him. As long as Reaver doted on him and at least pretended that he cared, that was all that mattered.

                                “Now, which suit would you like to wear?”

[operasaved-blog]

❝ i’m sorry if i frightened you. ❞

BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY’S

HE DID. but for the sake of sparing his feelings AND HER PRIDE, she’ll pretend her heart isn’t in her throat. though maybe that’s given away by her protective stance, shoulders tense and wide eyed shilo stares silently at him for a few seconds before stuttering out her words, “ it’s fine .. you ... you didn’t. ”