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He steeled himself for the inevitable outcome. They were always the same. His frigid anger shifted to resentment, his vision becoming cloudy as he seethed. 

I wish I could help you but I can't. 

I'm out of my depth here. I wish you the best.

Voices clamored in his ears, ranging from remorse, regretful. He gritted his teeth, his body tensed to spring as he awaited her words. No more would he accept rejection. 

"I don’t want you to do the same thing I did.” 

His anger faltered, his posture and jaw slackening. He truly saw her then. Vulnerable. The confidence she had portrayed was gone as the flames from her body resided, and lost its brilliance. Her gaze never met his own as she confessed to him. He felt the blood drain from his face as she told her story, one she had a part in, one she was not proud of. 

He felt her loss, her grief, her guilt. She would never get that back. She would never forget. His gaze turned inward, fear creeping its way inside. It threatened to smolder his spirit. 

"I'm sorry." He spoke quietly. He could afford no more than that. No amount of words he could give would assuage her and he knew that. "I really am." 

"So if you wish to leave. Wish to live with that rage. Wish to let your flames control you then be my guest.” He could hear her voice rising in volume, stern once, her gaze finally meeting his. They were determined, burning brightly with the flames she had once displayed. 

“But I will do everything in my power to stop you if you do." 

He inhaled softly, his breathing unsteady. The worst to come should he truly lose himself. It wouldn't be just her and he was sure of it, his thought leading to another. One who he would be desperate to never see in such a state. 

“I leave the choice to you Zhen. You alone decide which path you want to walk.” 

"It has always been my choice…" A statement. He made the choice to seek her out. It was his decision to learn. It was always him. 

Only him. 

He seemed to make a decision then, averting his gaze, his posture relaxing. 

"What I am about to tell you never leaves here. As much as I would like him to know, I can't bear to face him if he knew what was wrong." He whispered of another, a wealth of pain contained in his voice. 

"You asked me before. If I had burned someone. I have, Reshi," he admitted, his voice quivering. "And I don't think I can fix it… I can't heal," his voice became anguished. "I can only burn and that's not what I am supposed to be." 

His golden gaze burned bright, searing. "THAT'S NOT WHAT I AM SUPPOSED TO BE!" He exclaimed, surging to his feet. "I am supposed to heal! I am supposed to create! What am I?! A JOKE?! GODS WHAT AM I?!" 

He collapsed to his knees, fists clenched tight to his chest, his expression that of torture. "I don't know anymore…" he lamented, defeated. The surge of energy left bereft him, his expression shifting to despair.

[sakiye]

No one:

Absolutely No one:

That one anon: 

 bUt WhAt aBoUt ThE uNbUtTeReD tOaSt??!?!?!!?!??!?!?!

[kairate]

@teachesmercy​ asked: [  𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐀 ]  ;   our  muses  head  out  to  watch  a  movie  and  find  themselves  in  the  theatre  alone.  with  nobody  there  to  stop  them,  one  muse  gets  a  little  handsy  with  the  other.   / for jimmy       𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   

HE   DOESN’T   THINK   THE   MOVIE   IS   THAT   GOOD.   or   maybe   that’s   just   his   mind   finding   excuses   to   not   look   at   the   screen   before   them.   instead,   he   spends   the   meantime   with   johnny   just   fooling   around,   throwing   popcorn   at   each   other,   being   loud,   except   the   theatre   is   empty   and   no   one   is   there   to   tell   them   to   shut   up   so   there   is   a   rush   there   when   he   realizes   he   can   do   whatever   he   wants   to.   like   reach   out   to   johnny’s   hair   and   pull   out   a   popcorn   peace   and   suddenly   he   feels   the   air   around   them   drain.   usually,   he   and   the   others   would   be   here   together.   the   group,   the   five   of   them   but   dutch   is   in   summer   school   and   tommy   and   bobby’s   parents   both   took   them   for   vacation   so   it’s   just   him   and   johnny   in   the   valley.   no   school   after   graduation   so   it’s   them.  

and   his   hand   drops   to   johnny’s   chest   for   a   brief   moment,   if   johnny   wanted   him   to   move   he   would   move,   right?   he   would   push   him   away.   and   his   hand   moves   down   and   down   and   presses   on   his   thigh.   he   feels   the   muscles   there,   always   firm   and   he   is   drawn   closer,   his   mouth   by   the   side   of   johnny’s   ear,   suddenly   feeling   bold   by   the   emptiness   around   them.   “is   this   okay?”

[mockibird]

@arrowbled​ asked: ❛ in another lifetime , we have definitely done this before . ❜         𝑺𝑶𝑭𝑻 𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑹𝑵𝑺 𝑽𝑶𝑳. 𝑰 .

“YOU  MAKE  IT  SOUND  LIKE  WE  ARE  OLD,  CLINT.“  she  shakes  her  head,  wanting  to  shush  him  up  would  be  futile.  it’s  maybe  the  reason  why  she  liked  him  the  first  time  they  met.  just  his  ability  to  keep  talking  as  much  as  she  does  through  trouble.  “I  think  we  have  done  this  before  just  not.  .  .like  that.“  she  brushes  a  t-shirt  (  she  thinks  it’s  his  own,  an  old  habit  perhaps  ).  bobbi  laughs,  brushing  messy  hair  from  her  face,  trying  to  fix  it  all  up  before  eyes  shift  to  the  side  where  he  is.  “and  they  say  sex  gets  bad  after  divorce.“  mind  you,  you  are  not  meant  to  have  sex  after  the  divorce.  that’s  the  whole  thing.  but  there  they  are.  she  can  fake  it  and  say  it  was  just  a  slip  up.  a  rush  of  adrenaline,  a  heat  of  the  moment.  familiarity.  

[slumbering-lore]

Have a bad Corazon wip ¯\_༼ •́ ͜ʖ •̀ ༽_/¯

[lightningflash55]

I set my alarms for a 10 am ...wrong day

[citisstreets]

i spelled really wrong.

[everettrenolds-blog]

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