#myricds

[soulscatter]

@myricds ♥’d this !

emma sits beside her best friend, resting her head on her shoulder as she pulls her hand into her lap and lets out a breath. 

      ❝ how is it possible to feel like we both won and lost at the same time... ❞

[yourpaljughead]

for @myricds | tris prior / verse: titanic

Jughead had noticed the girl from the moment she had boarded, he’d seen her from his spot in the tiny cafe where he gambled his hand at a ticket. Her dress, sparkling in the light, caught his attention and he knew, somewhere deep down, he needed to get on that ship. Because of her? Probably not, he wasn’t that much of a hopeful romantic, but the sight had made him believe New York ( and ultimately Wisconsin ) could promise a better life. He had spent too long overseas — it was time to return home.

Now, as a passenger of this great ship, Jughead went searching around to memorize every hallway, every door, every lamp post. He’d re-tell this to his father as they fished out on Lake Wissota, making sure his father felt like he had boarded the ship himself. Maybe one day they could sell enough fish at the market to both buy tickets. Besides, third class wasn’t all that bad when you could pick locks and wander the off-limits first class.

                                 ❛ We can swap if you like. You don’t look too happy up here with all this fresh air. ❜

These words were shared as he leaned over one of the many railings, eyes looking out towards the horizon instead of at the girl nearby. She was alone now — at least from what he could tell, and it was his chance to steal a bit of the magic that had encouraged him to get on this ship in the first place.

[rprgrmmd-a]

         “ what ?  i  didn’t  kill  ‘im. ”  bucky commented whilst he fell into step beside her, tucking his hand into his pocket and not even sparing a glance back at the would-be-mugger that he had just thrown into a back alley like a disregarded piece of trash. in fact, the hooded man was lucky that bucky had left him with all of his limbs firmly attached given that he had singled him out specifically because he only had one arm.  “ he’s  lucky  i  didn’t  put  his  head  through  the wall. ”  //  @myricds  ♡’d  for  a  starter  ( nat )

[inchoatc]

            TREMOR RUNS THROUGH SOLDIER’S HAND ;      he touches her with reverence ;       a worshipper seeking  sanctity  in her embrace.       tears that will never spill turn eyes to mirrors    r e f le c t i n g   her concerned gaze.       a breath      two ::                    one to stall,            one to steel  for what   must be done.           ❛       I HAVE TO GO   ❜     words ripped from shredded throat ;;         tone wrecked with emotions he struggles to push down.     they have only just been reunited but the sirens BLARE and people scream into comms ;;        the mission is failing.            ❛       they need me more than you            ❜

@myricds​ liked for a starter lol [ x ]

[seraphicae-moved]

      ❝ Katherine , ❞ it’s hardly a greeting , judging by the way the name comes so harshly from wary lips . Elena straightens her posture only slightly , head canting to the side as she meets the other’s gaze . ❝ What is it this time ? ❞

&& @myricds !

[ncrgrunt]

“you look LOST, traveler.” it’s a hot day, and his uniform is making him sweat - but it’s a GOOD day. they’ve taken out a camp of great khans just the night before, so they’re relaxing today. boone feels accomplished, and there’s almost a smile on his face when he addresses the young woman. he lowers his sunglasses. “you looking for new vegas?” | @myricds

[blgrntrsh]

              “ if  they  can’t  buy  you  off  they  take  to  trying  to  kill  you, ”  kavinsky explained offhandedly as he sliced into the hindian pear in his hands -- the dried fruit was one of the only nonperishable luxuries on the ship, the sweetness enough to make his mouth water before he had even put the piece into his mouth and only once he had finished chewing did the smuggler finally lift his gaze to meet hers. there wasn’t much money to be made in rescue operations, especially not the rescue of the resistance whom as far as kavinsky was aware, was flat broke now that their main financiers were a little busy being scattered debris in outer space but the first order had just decimated half of his employers and given his previous run ins with the militarized group he doubted they would hire him. seemed only rational that he would come to the resistance, enemy of my enemy and all of that.  “ so -- ”  kavinsky held his hands up,  “ figured  i’d  throw  my  lot  in  with  you  guys.  can  fit  up  to  fifty  people  in  my  ship  if  we  all  suck  in. ”  //  @myricds  ♡’d  for  a  starter  ( rey  from  jakku )

[enoughrunning]

       ❝ i wish you could have seen it. ❞ it’s a soft confession, fingers fiddling with each other in a nervous gesture that has accompanied her since childhood. ❝ if i could go back in time and show you one thing, it would be FAIRCHILD MANOR. it...i always felt bad i couldn’t raise you in a place like it, a place you deserved. ❞ jocelyn wouldn’t trade their quiet mundane years for anything, but she hates that clary has grown up so isolated from the legacy of their family. ❝ there was so much HISTORY there, so much i wanted to show you...tell you... ❞ she shakes her head. ❝ i’m so sorry, clary. about everything. ❞

                    { @myricds // liked for a starter }