#theninthdream

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@theninthdream : mwahh ~ ♥

He may be a fabricator of victory, a constitutional strength in the bulk of an army of unnatural resourceful talents; but when it dawns upon judging the loyalty of his peers, Narsus acknowledged he’s foiled miserably in trusting his cousin. He’s willing to admit that he’s done something gravely wrong this time if it means they could scamper past the impending danger that awaits them. The same concerns were reflected in worrisome hands as they took Road’s and guide her into his room.  “There are things I wish to speak to you, Road. I perceive it is an outcome I could not have even begun to guess. But I need you to take all my belongings as well as yours and make for departure tonight. Do not return unless I meet you at port.”

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         @theninthdream

       “ Oh, hey~. I didn’t expect that I’d be running into you here... or anytime soon. Heh. ” Oh shit, she found me. She’s just going to start backing away.

[sensual-obscurity]

‘ you are the one i’d do anything for. ’

Any…thing…? 

How mind does run rampage with that thought, in shattered ideas, smashed bits and pieces of memories crawling along the inside of his mind, etching closer to the surface wanting to be caught, put back in place ( it’s a puzzle, piece it together ! ), yet each and every moment, just fluttering past and out of his grasp to being lost amongst the many little shards ready to slash and tear and rip…a p a r t…

How ludicrous. 

                              He could have laughed about it.

If every breath taken wouldn’t leave in trembling, ragged little reminders of feelings long buried in being torn apart from one and from the other side ( two halves to make one whole, was it not t h a t— ? ). Cradling them close in shaking hands to keep together bits of sanity in trying to regain vision he’s once, he’s now lost. Hating this moment, oh, the apostle to find himself ravenously close in smashing the surrounding upon any outburst of destructive power, for how else to show what can be spoken not, even if voice so softly would ring out to him—

—how long had the Noah sat there like this?

Time and minutes, construction of the ark, it meant nothing in this surrounding draining perception that was already warped, holding itself so c l o s e - closer still, to all and everything kept dear in his mind ( there was something drifting away right now. where did it g o—? ) with every inch of skin to mend back in place. Searing, burning scars humming with painful excess—

—you should be dead! 

Had Road not spoken to that drunken mind of his in figuring ( figuring, thinking, that everlasting voice inside his mind, so white as the absence of light ) out how to make it simply…. s t o p….? Stop by the merest and only way possible, reachable, with hands sunken deeply in inkspill of hair to drag and draw and find some holding - pain for pain, it worked so well. 

Who had ever thought the third would just, know what it meant as it was ( did he now ? a humming thought, soothing nearly )?

                                   ‘ you are the one i’d do anything for. ’

Again? 

                 Again!  

                                 Don’t say it again?! 

And s i l e n t does he remain past heaviness of breath that still held no normalcy in the usual smooth concentration of a calm and cool mind ( funny, so funny, how that war inside of him was quite invisible ). He should surely laugh about it. But perhaps, anything—

A N Y T H I N G—

                                                                                                   —truly just - there was a wish.

                                                 “Make the ache stop, R o a d…”

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⟨ Starter Call ⟩ ⋰ @theninthdream

“MY APOLOGIES,” Cassius says, talismans active as a small, sincere smile spreads across his face. “I don’t like fighting; I’m afraid I’ll have to bind you instead.”

He says that, but his bindings are lax, surrounding her in a small circle not because he thinks she’s WEAK, but perhaps because he is. It’s not his body that proves fragile, but his HEART. “Maybe we could talk instead?”

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                     “ come here, pretty girl, ” he says, arms already encasing her to lift her up.

@theninthdream ♥’d

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〈 STARTER CALL 〉 ⋰ @theninthdream

“Wh-What is that thing?!” 

The words verge on a SCREAM. Never has he read anything about a mechanical monstrosity like this, but neither can he look it up, thanks to being cut off from MOST modern technology. Oh, but there—! There’s a girl! Maybe she can tell him what’s going on? Or, wait, isn’t it dangerous? Shouldn’t she be running?

But she seems far more confident than he does and he feels no shame in ducking behind her—though ducking isn’t the right word, considering she’s only a few inches shorter. 

“Um, hi, can you tell me what’s going on with that thing?!”

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theninthdream replied to your post: You know, one would think that after my finals I’d...

love me

you left the tumblr rpc for like?? what?? A YEAR? 365 days??? then u come online and comment nonsense on my posts.

I dont love u after all goodbye ;’^((((

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🌟 talk about me bruh

Send me a 🌟 & the name of one of my rp partners and I’ll write what I think about them. || no longer accepting.

Tenka is one of the rpers and people I’ve met on Tumblr who we’ve managed to get close REALLY fast, though it’s mostly contributed to the fact that she found me when I was in one of my worst states when all my friends sort-of or kind-of left me. I’m really glad I get to meet Tenka through an (ex?)friend and that’s the only thing I would’ve thank her for, honestly. If it weren’t for her it would’ve intimidate me to approach someone like Tenka, let alone becoming friends so quickly because Tenka and I shared our own experiences and discovered that we’ve both on a very similar situation before. Since then she’s the only person I talk frequently to ( though credit goes to her since she spams my inbox when I forget/neglected to reply >;3c ). Most of the time we complain about people in our RL life and and effing poor we are, and just recently, Tenka’s been trying to convince me to start dating  watch me lose a follower right after i post this LMAO . But I I’m only 20.