#yourselftoblame

[daedaluscried]

@yourselftoblame​

“ What if... I threw flour on you? What would happen? Would it be like the movies? “ The important questions being posed by Ghost today.

[pride-of-azkets]

@yourselftoblame​ sent: “You’ve mistaken me for someone who is merciful.” from these possessive/captor starters

“It doesn’t have to be like this... please.  Please! I swear I’ll never say a word, no one would believe me anyways...!”

It had been a useless plea. 

As Don sat, cold and alone in the dingy, murky dark, she swallowed down another sob as she rocked herself. It had been days since her captor had returned after she’d seen what she wasn’t meant to, another’s blood the only indication that the invisible man was there at all.  The wrong place and the wrong time, that was all it had been.  While usually that just meant a bird pooing on your shoulder, or being caught in a downpour, Don had instead woken to an unfamiliar darkness, shackled with her head covered.  A prisoner for being a witness. 

The first day was spent screaming, begging for help, pleading with the darkness and whatever lived in it to spare her, let her go.  The second was spent crying, begging more quietly, requesting water or food, or for whatever was over her head to be removed.  The third was realizing she was alone.  Whoever, or whatever had committed the heinous crime she’d stumbled upon was not there with her.  

She woke to the murmur of another, too near for comfort in the musty dark, realizing her pleas in sleep must have been very real and spoken aloud.  

“Please,” she rasped, trying again.  “Please, I’ll never tell, I’ll never breathe a word to anyone.  I know nothing.  Please just let me go.”

[inexhaustiblywild]

❝ i want to be powerful. it’s what i’m owed. ❞ -yourselftoblame (also Sarge!)

Ernessa laughs, mocking the man in front of her, thinking he is owed things in life when life responded to none of these threats. No one was owed power, not even kings, not even gods, and certainly not a coward hiding behind a suit to feel empowered. “You are owed nothing but a death.” And by her hand too if she gets her way, and more often than not she does. She wonders if he could fight her bare fisted without his suit, bare the thought of being seen, being laughed upon as he tried to bring forth fear in her. She feared no man, and certainly not him. She tosses him a book, it is about history, french revolution to be exact. “Read up, perhaps you’ll remember there is no such thing as divine right to power.” If not, there would always be a guillotine, in fact she owned the very one that beheaded the despised queen. @yourselftoblame

[unsungxheroes]

❛ everybody dies. every single person. so, style counts. ❜ -yourselftoblame (it's Sarge!)

  “If you prefer doing things that look great over doing great things, that might be true.”

[inexhaustiblywild]

“ i’m willing to climb the wall you’ve built. ” -yourselftoblame (Sarge!)

Ernessa scoffs at him, her body language is dismissive, she cares not for him, but she hasn’t killed him yet because she is curious about this thing. She caught him in her home, and she couldn’t see him which made her all the more curious. However, she could hear him and the moment he touched her his fate had been sealed. Everything that touched her died at the end, why should she spare him? “You have climbed some walls to enter here for sure but I for one have none. For example, I feel perfectly comfortable telling you that I have every intention to kill you and I am even more comfortable to tell you that I am planning on putting you in a lovely display for the world to see. So, no more hiding behind these contraptions, which I feel sad to have damaged. Why would you have attempt to break into my house of all places anyway?” @yourselftoblame 

[dulcecandy1]

"Yourself to blame"

If things go bad for you And make you a bit ashamed Often you will find out that You have yourself to blame Swiftly we ran to mischief And then the bad luck came Why do we fault others? We have ourselves to blame Whatever happens to us, Here is what we say “Had it not been for so-and-so Things wouldn’t have gone that way.” And if you are short of friends, I’ll tell you what to do Make an examination, You’ll find the faults in you… You’re the captain of your ship, So agree with the same If you travel downward You have yourself to blame -Mayme White Miller