#willwarrior

[olafsdottir]

@willwarrior​ ❅ starter call

there’s a scream from the bedroom.

    ❛ guy! guy, come quickly! ❜

    ❛ all my squishmallows are MISSING! ❜

[pinkringed]

@willwarrior​ 💌 lyric starter  brand new city - mitski 

❛ i think my life is losing momentum. ❜    she sighed and played with the lighter in her hand. why she was talking to guy gardner of all people about this- she’d never know. they weren’t particularly close- maybe she just didn’t want to listen to sugarcoating.   ❛ i think my ways are wearing me down. ❜

[olafsdottir]

@willwarrior​ said: “  i made you cry.  and i hate myself for that.  i swore i wouldn’t be one of the people who left you hurting.  ”

meme icbf to track down

    ❛ guy... ❜

it’s not like they haven’t had fights before. they fight and they push and pull at each other until they break up and then they fall back into each other like nothing ever happened.

it’s what they do.

it’s what they’ve always done.

it’s exhausting and sometimes... sometimes tora wonders if it’s worth it.

she loves him; he loves her. she knows that much is true.

but love isn’t always enough.

tired blue eyes finally look up at him through pale lashes.

    ❛ i do not know what you want me to say. you DID hurt me. badly. ❜

[olafsdottir]

@willwarrior​ said: “  you could’ve gotten yourself killed! you could’ve— fuck!  you scared the shit outta me.  ”

soft(ish) angst prompt

    ❛ do not yell at me, guy. ❜

tora does not raise her voice. instead she keeps her tone calm and even.

yes, she knew the building was collapsing when ran into it, but there were people inside. people she could help. a piece of rubble fell on her, earning her several broken ribs and a fractured clavicle, but it was worth it.

how can he not see that?

    ❛ i will not sit idly by while people suffer. not when i can do something. ❜

[cosmiclegatee]

@willwarrior​

    ❝  Okay, weird question, but – Your ring, like... has a voice? Is that right? ❞ Court tried not to let her voice trail off, and was definitely not flushing from how stupid the question sounded to her own ears. It wasn’t her fault that she didn’t work with space Green Lanterns often. ❝ Can I see it? Your ring... ❞  

[jercho]

@willwarrior​​ / ♥’d

    《 i’m fine. 》     sharp movements, deliberate signs — dark flaxen brows are pressed into disheartened scowl. musculature is tense, locked up, and untrusting. it’s unlikely good word managed to spread among the corps, past chaotic frenzy putting the name JERICHO on priority radar and it’s doubtful that any are willing to take another chance on the terminator’s son. but features soften and shoulders drop — an inkling of past self peeks through. he does not want to fight.

 《 please... 》    palm revolves over chest, reserved.    《 i’m not—i’m okay now. 》

[12thlevel]

@willwarrior​​

Of course he knew of the Green Lantern Corps. Though the group had been reduced down to a scarce several hundred members by the 31st century, their deeds had been well recorded by previous generations.

Querl had to say SOMETHING.

Besides, Rond would be extremely jealous when he heard about it.

    “Salutations.”