#myhiraeth

[noblehcart]

Patya: Can I say a bad word?

Patya: CAN I SAY A BAD WORD?

Styxx: Yeah

Patya, to Ryssa: YOU MOTHERFUCKING BITCH

[headstrongblake]

❛ your only problem, perhaps, is that you scream without letting yourself cry. ❜ -ooooooooooh but early cerci/nick like right after amelia's death / @myhiraeth

his head tips back against the tree trunk where the two sat at the base with his arm curled around cerci. the sun is already dipping, and eventually, it'll be time to part ways. nick walking cerci as close to her home as he can safely get before he risks carter seeing the two of them together. nick's already the town's devil, there's no need to make it worse for cerci with her father.

nick's tongue gingerly ran along the split in his lip that he'd practically begged jacob for, flexing his hand to feel the sting in his knuckles. months have passed, and no matter how many times cerci finds him in the shadows, reaching to pull him back toward the light, he digs his heels in to find a new level of darkness. "your only problem, perhaps, is that you scream without letting yourself cry."

a huff of air escaped past his lips as he contemplated her words, mulling them over because rarely is she wrong. but if he let himself cry? if he let himself bask in all the ways he felt weak when he let his mind linger on the damage he's caused when he stole amelia from this world, he might fucking drown. & if he succumbs to it all, where will that leave cerci? alone, without anyone who understands her as a person. not a possession.

his hand lifts, allowing fingers to gently touch the ends of her hair, breathing in the crisp autumn night. "don't think that's my only problem cerc," he replied with a lopsided grin, "but you're right, s'probably one of them." he agreed with a heavy sigh, letting lashes flutter against the tops of his cheek as his eyes fell closed.

[thenightmareofyourdrems]

               ˜”*°•.     There  was  no  greater  stage  than  the  parties  of  the  elite .  The  most  expensive  of  champagne  lying  in  the  most  expensive  of  glasses .  The  most  pretentious  of  smiles  creeping  into  the  most  hypocritical  of  faces .  And  it  kept  on  going ;  cheers ,  compliments ,  coaxing ,  all  followed  by  eyerolls  in  the  dark .  He’d  grown  up  surrounded  by  the  theatrics .  Used  them  when  talking  to   the  reporters  after  every  race ;  and  they  adored  him .  His  popularity  only  growing  at  every  passing  season  -  or  well ,  it  would  have  if  his  team  hadn’t  decided  to  be  a  bunch  of  failures  during  that  last  race .  Their  slowness  wasting  him  valuable  time,  and  his  limited  options  forcing  him  into  taking  reckless  decisions .  But  well ,  fourth  place,  wasn’t  it ?  He  still  couldn’t  believe  he’d  missed  such  chance . A fourth place and a barely functional lamborghini replacing the glory he could have grabbed.

He  took  another  glass  of  champagne  from  the  table ,  gaze  inspecting  the  place ,  the  people .  Most  of  them  he’d  never  seen  in  his  entire  life  -  but  well ,  relationships  were  important ,  weren’t  they  now  ? It  was  then  that  he   noticed  a  familiar  face  -  the  girl  one  he’d  encountered  just  once  because  of  his  father’s  job .  And  so ,  he  approached ,  a  second  glass  of  champagne  taken  in  his  hand .  ❝ Finally , an  interesting  face. ❞   He  said  with  a  smile ,  glass  offered  to  her .  ❝ Didn’t  know  you’d  be  here . ❞    

Plotted Starter @myhiraeth

[bunkerdeep]

closed starter.

"It's um..." Kane was in a daze. Never did he think he'd see her again. "It's been a while," There was a small smile that came to his lips, though, it did not reach his eyes. There lied the truth of what time had done to him. How the world had left him. "H-how are you?"

@myhiraeth.

[pyrrhicmessiah]

@myhiraeth​ said :   “  i  think  you  should  come  live  with  me  and  we  can  be  pirates.  ”   from lou   //   honestly i have no idea.

his efforts to take her mind off the dilemmas currently occupying the forefront of her mind succeed in making her laugh,   shaking her head and looking up at him.   the suggestion takes her back,   before the ground,   before the skybox   ---    before everything had become so incredibly fucked.   back to two alpha kids reading the old books so carefully preserved in the ark’s library;   back to sneaking them out under tshirts to read in their favorite alcove with a view of the moon rising.    stories of pirates sailing seven seas that they’d likely never get to experience,   considering the aftereffects of praimfiya.   still,   she can’t help her amused smile as the memories surface,   lips twitching despite her trying to remain serious in her response.   “   pirates haven’t been around for a long time,   lou.   i’m not sure now’s the time to bring them back.   ”

[yourethebeeskneez]

@myhiraeth

The white physically pained him. He told her over and over but she didn’t seem to take his opinion into consideration, in fact, if he wouldn’t be called insane for say so he would actually claim that her apartment had gotten more white in the recent weeks. He dropped his sunglasses over his eyes before banging on the door a bit more aggressively than he needed to.  Once he knocked he moved the canvas he’d been carrying to under his arm, tucking it there while he waited for her to open the door. 

The painting, if you could even call it that, was fully black. The blackest black actually. So black and so matte that it actually absorbed light. At least that’s what the woman he bought it from had told him.  She went on and own about the accessibility of art and feuding artists but honestly he didn’t listen beyond the price. When the door finally opened he raised his eyebrows behind the sunglasses, shaking his head a little, “First of all, don’t you dare ignore my phone calls again. That’s not how this works and you know it. Second, I brought you a present.” 

[shesdaylight-arch]

it’s the way that i absolutely adore every single person that i’ve met on this hellsite and also the way that i have literally turned into this emoji 🥺 with such kind words i am literally so floored????    this website is dumb asf but i’m so beyond grateful idc!!!     // @neverafters @myhiraeth @theivashkinator @thunderbringer

[cafegraces]

@myhiraeth​ said :   “   it seems as if trouble follows you wherever you go.   ”   styxx & honey lemon.   //   falling kingdoms starters.

a grin tugs at the edges of pink lips,   color perfectly coordinated with the pink helmet that would protect her from any of the harsh chemicals she utilized in battles.   one hand rests on the strap of her chem purse,   lifting it momentarily to emphasize her tool.   with a quick succession of taps,   she programs a new chem ball to pop out,   tossing it from hand to hand with a wink.   “   so by trouble do you mean yourself?   ”   she hops to the side to dodge a flying projectile,   turning on the spot to throw the chem ball at the attempted attacker.   satisfied to see them stuck to a wall,   she turns back to styxx with a thumbs up and a teasing hint to her smile.   “   or did you just randomly happen to show up here today?   ”    she programs another couple chem balls in a flash,   shrugging nonchalantly.   “   unless you’re finally ready to admit you like us and you showed up to help?   ”   hope fills her tone even as she tosses the chem balls,   producing a slick substance that causes the approaching attackers to slip and fall.   another smile for styxx as she flits by him,   reddish-bronze hair floating out behind her as she reaches for his hand and tugs him away from the slipping attackers.