#trustinginthelight

[zagubionywilk]

@trustinginthelight​  --  company  ( visenna )    //   𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄

        >> ⚔️ <<                 ❝           YOU’RE HERE    NOW    ??    this is almost a ridiculous joke after you being     ABSENT    .  .         ❞            he winces,   giving glance to his elbow as it aches to the point of    major    discomfort from overuse.    fuck.

[zagubionywilk]

@trustinginthelight​  --  console (from Ciri)   //   𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄

       >> ⚔️ <<          THE WOLF SWALLOWS,    tensing slight as he runs through what he should do in his head.    he’s unsure how to resolve the tears that are welling in her eyes and takes a step forward,    holding her and rubbing at her back.

         ❝           HEY HEY    .  .    i’m not going to leave you here.    roach is here    ----------    see    ??    i wouldn’t leave either of you behind    .  .         ❞            his words are sincere,   pulling back some so the young princess can look him in the eye    TO BE CERTAIN.

[lwiamatkaarchive]

cont. x feat. @trustinginthelight​

                  although her face is strict and calm, there is amusement dancing in these emerald green eyes that is reserved only to be witnessed by her granddaughter as she approaches the reckless child, gripping her wrist - much more tenderly than it would look to someone watching from afar. 

                  “ ah yes? and it has nothing to do with the fact you very clearly expressed you hated the dress, hm? it just happened all on its own. a complete accident. “ 

                  she said, knowing well what the answer to these questions, and the manace that was her granddaughter.

[musemade]

[firewalks]

@trustinginthelight​,   from  here.

she  had  her  fair  share  of   BAD  TRIPS  ;     probably  too  many  for  such  a  pretty  young  thing.       [     a  set  of  words  rachel  could  hear  so  clearly  in  joyce’s  voice.     if  only  joyce  knew  how   fucked  up   she  was.     ]       that  was  all  this  was.     JUST  A  BAD  TRIP,     JUST  A  BAD  TRIP,     JUST  A  BAD  TRIP.     rachel  squeezed  her  eyes  shut  against  a  wave  of  nausea,     so  intense  it  made  her  vision  blur.     or  was  it  already  like  that ?     fuck.     fuck,   fuck,   fuck.     something  wasn’t  right,     something  screamed  in  the  back  of  her  mind.     how  much  did  she  take  before  she  went  out ?     how  much  did  she  drink ?     a  sea  of  lights  flashed  in  her  mind’s  eye,     garbled  music,     the  taste  of  a  beer  sliding  down  her  throat.    NOT  ENOUGH.     NOT  ENOUGH  FOR  THIS.

‘       nate,   please,       ’       she  moaned,     lips  quivering  violently  around  each  word.         ‘       s-something’s  wron—     i  wanna     [   ...   ]     i  wanna  go  home.     please,     jus’  take  me  home.       ’         a  hand  reached  out  for  his,     A  CLAMMY  PALM  WITH  A  FUMBLING  GRASP.      it  met  his  arm,     &     her  fingers  curled  into  the  red  of  his  jacket  with  all  the  strength  of  a  baby  bird  clinging  to  its  nest.

it  took  too  long  for  nathan’s  first  response  to  hit  her.     MARK ?     PICTURES ?     that  sounded  familiar.     she  asked  him  about  doing  headshots  for  her  last  week.     but  what did  nathan  have  to  do  with  it ?     why  him,     why  here ?     god,   the  fog  was  bad.      SO  BAD.     SHE  COULDN’T  FUCKING  THINK.         ‘       n-no.     no.     i  can’t  take     [   ...   ]     not  right  now.     nate,   i  feel  sick.     PLEASE.       ’         rachel  shook  her  head  ;     tried  for  a  tug  on  his  arm,     but  her  hand  wouldn’t  stop  shaking.     her  hand,      her  arm,     all  of  her.     IT  WON’T  STOP,     IT  WON’T  STOP.

[zagubionywilk]

@trustinginthelight​  --  "your secret is safe with my indifference." from Istredd.    //    critical role

                >> ⚔️ <<            HE SNORTS,    SHAKING HIS HEAD    as a brow furrows.    his allowance and slip of how he    worried    would come back to haunt him.    he had no doubts about that.

       ❝           HMM    .  .    how do i know that.    business of yen ends up returning to her ears at some point.    learnt that many times over.       ❞       a frown sits on the wolf’s lips as he carved his knife    INTO WOOD.

[zagubionywilk]

@trustinginthelight​​  --  ❛ do you have to say it like that ? ❜ from Ciri    //    𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐒   :   𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐊𝐘𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑

              >> ⚔️ <<                   ❝        FLOWERING IT WOULDN’T    prepare you for going out to help    me    or go out on your own onto the path.    you understand a lot already but not     LETTING YOU    know,    clearly,    what you are up for wouldn’t help you.       ❞          he murmurs,    looking her in the eye as he sat in    FRONT OF HER.

[jericholeader]

@trustinginthelight​ |  MISC SENTENCE STARTERS

“ i wish i knew how to talk about it. ” from Carl

“I have an idea.” Markus said, his hand wrapped around Carl’s, steady and warm and squeezing just enough to reassure. 

“... It’s easier, sometimes, when it’s like no one is listening. You want them to be, but when they are it’s like your chest is a prison, and the words can’t break free.” He knew how it felt. It was like pressure, bearing down where his thirium pump was, heavy enough he couldn’t catch a breath.

“What would you say, if you were certain no one could hear?” Connor had once asked him that. They’d sat on a bench under a cloud choked sky, neither of them, by the rules of the question, having heard anything. It was worth trying now, for Carl, if it would help. If it would make it less heavy. 

“I can’t answer, only hear. That is the rule of the question.” His mismatched eyes never left Carl, but he drifted his thumb, fondly, over the back of his hand.