Darkened Path

{{ Indie Dark Boy Sabata blog. }}(This is a sideblog. I'd follow back but it's attached to my personal.. Unless you're okay with that.)

[cfmusings-blog]

i’ve always been prepared to die ——                  that doesn’t mean i ( want ) to.

[rnusings]

˹ it’s like wanting to r e a c h, but lacking the STRENGTH ! ˺  —-  or like fighting ⊹ to see, while you walk by faith

it’s how the years going by ↝ , but you don’t live a day ☼ ˻ && without questioning why 《 things 》 never changed. ˼

[musingsofalifetime]

                             Haven’t I been dead long enough?

[musingxmemes]

I can’t always be STRONG;    Sometimes I just need to pretend that it’s all  O K A Y . 

[onceuponamusing]

‘MERCY!’                        they cried,                                                ‘PLEASE — HAVE MERCY!’

‘SORRY,’                       you sneered,                                    ‘—I’M ALL OUT OF MERCY.’

[imaginingyourocs]

Imagine your ocs singing karaoke like a bunch of idiots together.

[musxng]

                             …& i can’t help but feel like i’m SUFFOCATING in all of my                                                                     awful                                                                 A W F U L                                                                  mistakes.

[littlemusingthings]

look down, you’re talking to your Highness     can’t see me,             I’m the reason for your blindness. 

[onceuponamusing]

      there might be a hell         w a i t i n g        for me LATER——

       but there is a hell        c o m i n g           for you NOW.

[cfmusings-blog]

                            would you forgive me if i                      d i s a p p e a r e d one day without                                  saying goodbye? 

[cithara-musing]

　　　　　　　　You cαυѕє∂ this shit to happen, 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　and nøω yøu ωαn† øu†?

[throughtrials-withdarkness]

It... He... Had he really done that? Django was staggering, his grey eyes blank but still seeing. His hand was over his stomach, stained crimson with blood. Sabata could only stare as Django fell to the ground. Vanargand's roar was merely white noise to him. His body glowed a light purple, and he took Django's soul within his body. It was all he could do... because now, he was truly alone.

[musingsofmyhexrt]

They may all look the same to you, 

but there are different kinds and different levels of  { e v i l . }

A first-class villain doesn’t target honest lives.

[cfmusings-blog]

       i realize that i can’t

            {rip}

       my       h e a r t       out;

                                               so i

                                                [build up]

                                  a       brick       w a l l

                                                                instead.

[musingsofmyhexrt]

I can feel my nerves [ c l i c k i n g ] 

like roller coaster cogs, 

pulling up 

to the inevitable long plunge.

[happymunmusings]

                        How rude of me.                                                                  I assumed you wouldn’t S͈̰͔̄͂͆͠ͅ ̥͙̣̍̆̄̓ͅU̫̳̺̅̈́̌̍ͅ ̠̩̳̾̓̇͝ͅR̜̝͓͗̏͆̅ͅ ͈̱̫̫̅̐̌̄V̺̪͙̫̏̇̔̚ ̨̡͎̱́̊̄̒I͚͎̯͕̎̑͗͝ ͈̠̙͖͆̈̑̅V̛̱̫̫̠̑̚͠ ̡͚͇̰͐̔̂͆E̬͕̟̰͆͊̌̑ that long.

[lunar-mage-mare]

throughtrials-withdarkness

“….Maira, one more word and I will Zero Shift out the fucking door and Dark Warp to a place you can’t find. I don’t want a damn uniform…” He’s sulking.

  Maira only shrugged, then patted him on the shoulder gently before giving it a reassuring squeeze and sat down beside him. At least she stopped mentioning about the uniform. Without warning, she lifts her hand that was on his shoulder and ruffles his hair lightly.

[throughtrials-withdarkness]

And affection. Something he wasn't used to. He moved away, a faint hint of a growl coming from his throat. Was she going to hurt him? What was she intending with her incessant badgering...?

Sabata's gun hand twitched.