«` υняєιкѕι `»

` don't hurt me. it'll hurt you more. `

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[ ☣ ℋ σ ŋ ε γ ;; ]

               The blonde stepped cautiously towards the girl, quiet                and         trying         not         to         startle         her.

               ”I never said that  you would become an  experiment.                I want to learn from you,  but I never want  to hurt you                in  any way.  I’m  not  that kind  of  person  -  honestly!”                Honey smiled sweetly, hoping that this was somehow                comforting     to     the     girl     in     front     of     her.

                                         “You can trust me.”

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∞≈ e t e r n i t y ≈∞

       that was . . .     questionable, to say the least.               and even if  this particular person  hadn't any               intents to  harm her,  another  certainly would               and another could easily be nearby. triss had               no  plans  of  forgetting  her  stubborn  ways.

          ` everyone says that.  right as they put you to          sleep, 'we aren't going to hurt you'. you don't          even  wake  up to  tell  them  they're wrong. ´

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[ ☣ ℋ σ ŋ ε γ ;; ]

               ”It’s fascinating, of course!” The blonde’s voice was                raised slightly; the stranger’s reaction was perplexing.                Shouldn’t she be showing off right now?

               ”As a scientist, I would love to study this. It disproves                every shred of evidence gathered in society, and this                is simply amazing.” The girl was avoiding her gaze.                ”Are you okay? Shouldn’t you feel happy? This doesn’t                have to be a secret any more — assuming that it was to                start with.”

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                          ∞≈ e t e r n i t y ≈∞

       ` i thought it would  be obvious that hiding        was  preferred, and safe. ` she  attempted        to speak firmly, though improvising words        was not a  skill she  possessed. a mumble        was  luck  to  her  common  self,  a breath        then  being  classed  as  average.  for  her        to  speak  as  clearly  as she  was  at  that        moment           was           a           miracle.

           ` why  would   someone   want  to  be  an            experiment  ? ` she  heard of  torture and            fear.  pain inflicted  till one couldn't cope,            though  their death  would only  be given            by  those in  control.  she shuddered, no            attempt of blocking the thought working.

[annunoonoo]

[2wentysixletters]

[mjolnirwiielder-deactivated2014]

                             some      legends       are told.                              some turn to   dust  or to gold.                              but you will (   remember  ) me                              for        C  E  N  T  U  R  I  E  S.

[memexauxqueen]

muse a is a mermaid/merman who fell in love with muse b but doesn’t understand that humans can’t breathe underwater.

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💉- for my muse about murder your muse

                                            ∞≈ e t e r n i t y ≈∞

                 don't tou ch m e                                             don't to u c h m e                                                                            d o n ' t t o u c h m e

    the scissors in her hand wouldn't reach the girl's skin, no matter    how hard triss tried. the object would be thrown, only to pierce    into a wall before so dislodged it. why didn't the other just die ?    ninth time lodged, ninth miss. when retrieving the object, she    stood still for brief moment, hissing lightly, as if a bomb about    to blow. enough.                                                i  don't  want  to  fight  like  this  anymore.

        ` why . . . are you so . . . stubborn ?                 can you not be mindful of anyone around you ?!                        i'm just trying to fix e v e r y t h i n g . `

[jaceamberson-blog]

"Y-you sure? I am so sorry i i can buy you a new outfit!" I sputter all flustered trying to get the napkins i have in my bag

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                              ∞≈ e t e r n i t y ≈∞

                     [ i ponder on the  thought,  for a new                                outfit with all expenses payed would                                be incredibly  nice,  though  i wasn't                                one   to   take   what   i  was   given.                                                                                                           mostly. ]

           ` that would be . . . really nice. if            you             really            want. `

[rpinspos-blog]

he’s the resident bad boy she’s the innocent little flower they fall in love they date he breaks her heart for whatever reason she cries THEY TOLD ME NOT TO TRUST YOU they break up he pretends not to care some asshole hits on her he beats the living crap out of said asshole whilst screaming DON’T YOU EVER GO NEAR HER AGAIN I SWEAR TO GOD I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU SHE’S THE BEST FUCKING THING THAT’S EVER HAPPENED TO ME GODDAMMIT

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"Oh my god i-im so sorry!" A spilt vanilla frappe all over her dark clothing "i-i I'll pay for any damages to anything. Clothing, electronics, whatever i did"

              ∞≈ e t e r n i t y ≈∞

                                   he d i d n ' t .

     her clothes were not at all expensive or            valuable or even worth keeping judging            by the  quality,  though  he  had walked            straight into her.  it took  her a moment            to  snap  out  of a  dreamworld,  finally            hearing  his apology and deals,  which            let her  feel some  form of forgiveness.

                  ` i –– it's fine. these aren't even that –                    it's                                              fine. `

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[ ☣ ℋ σ ŋ ε γ ;; ]

                                           Some part of the blonde was aware that whoever                                            this was in front of her had just spoken to her, but                                            for the longest time, she couldn’t reply. Luciana                                            didn’t think that it was dear; no, fear had a much                                            different feeling to this. This was curiosity, wonder                                            and disbelief. It didn’t cause her stomach to sink,                                            or flip — her mind was elevated with the possibilities                                            that this girl presented to her.

                                           Magic.

                                           Complete elemental control. It was the stuff of fairytales                                            and Fred’s comic books.

                                           ”How did you do that? Can you show me more?”

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                                  ∞≈ e t e r n i t y ≈∞

              eye contact  was mostly  avoided after the first                        time they  met. the  dark haired  girl shifted her                        sight to the lake before her. now that someone                        knew,  captivity  and  loneliness was  what she                        believed  awaited.  unless  she  could k i l l the                        other.  the  idea  became  less surprising  after                        moments  of  considering it,  for  a  victim  did                        stand  near.  why  would  she  let  them  slip ?

              ` what reason would  this interest you ?                 it's nothing . . . uncommon these days. `

[sachiko-ever-after]

Send a symbol and I'll write a starter for the situation: Corpse party edition

💀- for our characters finding a dead body together

🔥- for our muses seeing a ghost together

🚌- for our muses waking up in a dilapidated elementary school

☔- for our muses staying after school to tell ghost stories

👣 - for our muses being chased by ghosts

👿- for my muse to try and help yours after they become possessed

😈- for your muse to help my muse when they become possessed

💌- for our muses finding a blood soaked note

🍱- for our muses starving to death together

☠- for my muse dying in your muses arms

⚰ -for your muse dying in my muses arms

⚔-for your muse about murder my muse

💉- for my muse about murder your muse

💘- for your muse confessing they love my muse

💕-for my muse confessing they love your muse

🔪for our muses being chased by a murderer

✨- for my muse to ask a really shameless question

✂- for our muses doing the Sachiko Ever After Charm

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for adollarworthadime

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optichxmist

rings of water were twisted around her finger, denying  gravity and  natural movement.  lips were pursed slightly  and she lifted her hand, movements slow  like  it was a weight. sense of a presence  made the  water drop, truthful cause     being     lack     of     concentration.

` people like you don't come 'round these parts   . . .   y – - you   look  very   bright. `

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everyrosehasathorne

       ` what are your intents ? ` she            questioned, eyes examining            the person present.

                ` you shouldn't be here. `

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