independent and selective (under construction) canon + oc multimuse, as written by lily

[volubils-blog]

@bonebaker + destiny item & quest description sentence meme.

is she scared?  it’s too dark to see her face. he would like this more if he knew she was. it’s more comfortable that way, lets him know where he stands. by the sound of it, he’d got somebody she knew. a friend? she should be angry, then, and quite rightfully so. but what sort of vow does she make? does she mean to vow revenge? to stake him? or to behead him? would she keep it in a jar? he would. he thinks she couldn’t be above something like that. she couldn’t be any more above it more than he is. he thinks he has a lot more in common with her than he does with others, or likes to wish that he does. he doesn’t know her enough to be sure yet – the hope is that they keep meeting like this, so he can work it out. see what she can do. the old, dry leaves crunch under his bare feet as he takes a few steps forward. “do you think me a fool, witch? take it. go.” then he takes his old knife, dangles it like fishbait where he thinks she can see in front of her, draws it back behind him just before he can get too comfortable. “i’ll get your village next. your family, if you’ve got any. i’ll make you watch.” 

[kuutamosonaatti]

It’s all right. It’s not fatal. Not with the necessary precautions.

[ghastlysmemes]

destiny item & quest description sentence meme

feel free to change pronouns & etc as necessary!

’ you did not receive the bond so you could babble arcane words. go forth, and burn our enemy. ’

‘ i think she’s hungry ’

’ you stand for something immutable and transcendent. act like it. ’

‘ the vault whispers of a world beyond. ’

‘ beware of false prophets. ’

‘ i count myself a king of infinite space. ’

‘ imagine the crowds. then block them out. ’

‘ nobody comes back the same. ’

‘ in vacuum, fire flows like water. ’

‘ be wary of what you find between the stars. demons have breached the gates where once only angels dared. ’

‘ join the eternal dance. ’

‘ all things converge. ’

‘ … til even the stars heed our calling. ’

‘ to each a purpose, and to all a fitting end. ’

‘ for this judgement, there is no protection. ’

‘ our enemies watch us huddle and just laugh. but it’s our show now. ’

‘ let no challenge lie. let no question hang. let no music fade. ’

‘ just… come on. just don’t. ’

‘ …a rattling shriek, the crunch of bones and the fading echoes of a brave woman’s last laugh… ’

‘ don’t include it unless you intend to use it. ’

‘ most helmets protect the mind from the universe. not this one. ’

‘ one throne beneath the howling dark. ’

‘ let this bone I reaped in battle give me strength to reap again. ’

‘ you have chosen to explore the depths of the darkness. you better be able to run. ’

‘ this helmet will keep you happy. why shouldn’t you be happy? ’

‘ how does it feel to land a six-meter jump in full armor? that depends who you’re landing on. ’

‘ are you afraid? listen closely: so are they. ’

‘ psychologically tuned to reinforce an important skill: holding down the trigger. ’

‘ swamp camouflage is the hottest fashion these days. ’

‘ feel the swamp. smell the swamp. be the swamp. ’

‘ learn the swamp’s secrets. keep the swamp’s secrets. lie awake at night, horrified by the swamp’s secrets. ’

‘ you can see everything. you can unsee nothing. ’

‘ of bladedancers seem a little unfair it’s because they are. no room for honor in a fight. ’

‘ your job on the fireteam is to answer the question ‘can we kill that thing?’ make sure the answer is always yes. ’

‘ don this monster’s face to hide the monsters lurking behind your own. ’

‘ he never sought glory or prizes. only peace. ’

‘ drive fast and take risks. ’

‘ feet alone cannot take us where we’re going. ’

‘ i face the challenges to come with dry eyes. there will be a time to mourn, but not until we have our vengeance. ’

‘ risk is it’s own reward. ’

‘ the last word. yours. not mine. ’

‘ everything is luminous. ’

‘ blot out the sun. ’

‘ they cast him out. but his words never left. ’

‘ for the more light the worms consume, the hungrier they become. ’

‘ YOU WILL DREAM OF TEETH AND NOTHING ELSE. ’

‘ i saw myself! slaying the darkness! that’s what i saw! ’

‘ the light shines the brightest in those it consumes. ’

‘ if you learn nothing else, learn this: when a hunter takes up the cloak of a dead comrade, this is a vow. ’

‘ the start is always the same. enter his court, and call him out. ’

‘ i will put an ocean into a thimble. i will build a world on the edge of a blade. ’

‘ a sacrifice is required. ’

‘ there was a moment where the hare chose not to defeat the tortoise. ’

‘ witness. ’

‘ are you the dream of a sleeping god? or the nightmare of a dead one? ’

[historical-movies]

[volubils-blog]

spysongs:

she laughs then, can’t help the noise if she tries to.  turns to give the other woman her full attention again,  no longer distracted with whatever may be around that she could give her an opening to leave.  she can’t even drink, for christ sakes.  not that grace says that.  would never dare.  she stares, lips pursed, head tilting to the side for a moment.  only a moment.  may looks at her like she’s going to have it all figured out if grace utters the wrong word.  she wouldn’t be surprised;  they’re all rather cliche, aren’t they?     “why?”     she asks, rather than answering the question turned towards her.  that smile is back again.  a wolf.  a dog; ready to tear the throat out of anything that dares to get in its way.  thomas shelby isn’t hers, not any more, but that doesn’t mean grace is going to roll over and allow that to remain the case.     “do you seek to usurp me?”     the look in her eyes could have been described as amusement, if displayed on another.  grace can’t quite pinpoint the feeling that courses through her veins.

hasn’t she? regardless of who tommy shelby chooses to spend his time with, if grace was as secure as she seemed to want to be, then may has to wonder– would she still feel such a need to defend her place? wouldn’t she leave? in any other situation, what she had said would have also been considered a dangerous accusation. but because she’s linked to a business associate, may chooses not to follow up on it. she needn’t ask further about her personal life. her bark must be worse than her bite, if she's going to avoid the question. given what could be her current situation, may supposes she could understand.

and now, she wants to test a theory. perhaps it might make her happier, perhaps it won’t. “if i do,” she starts, momentarily looking down to grab her checkbook out of her purse. once she’s gotten ahold of it, she flicks to a blank page, looks back up to grace. she makes sure to slip her expression into a slight grimace, like the facade is fading. lure her into thinking that she's desperate enough. "how much would i need? ... ten thousand?” and where can i find a pen? 

[volubils-blog]

@spysongs. ( x )

‘ i see. ’  may replies.  that’s made her think.  though her expression: a practiced, neutral look, does not change, this conversation is quickly starting to make her want a cigarette, too.  while she thought the time she’d spent with him had meant she had a vague idea of who thomas shelby was, she seems to have come to know him just as well as she currently knows grace.  figuring the struggle with what doesn’t want to be possessed is perhaps somewhat of a rite of passage, for any woman on their way to his heart, goes some way towards making her feel better and not dwell too much on it.  the grimace might mean grace is used to it, hardier than the rest of them.  may must not be the first.  if she’s not going to step away from this, then she wants to pry.  taking a moment to look around the room, to take a sip of the epsom gin, she goes to speak again, ‘ and say you were without him, grace, tell me- who do you have left? ’

[volubils-blog]

‘ the worst thing about you is that you weren’t all bad. ’ / @ may .

she could see why grace might have thought that she was- may carleton, desperate spinster, knowingly encroaches upon another woman’s well-to-do lover.  what else is there to say?  if she had believed that, then it wouldn’t have been surprising.  the fact she still seems to see some good in her, however, is.  

‘ because of what?  the epsom money? ’  she asks, slightly smiling.  maybe grace would like to thank her.  she decides she’ll stay standing where she is.  a true shelby, it seems, judges a woman’s worth based on her usefulness to them.  perhaps grace is learning the secrets of the best.

gravesuggestions prompts.  accepting.

[spctlessminds]

this ask meme is based on the blog gravesuggestion.  i’ve divided it up into two categories  ( light  &  dark )  based on the themes.  some of these can be somewhat triggering seeing that the darker ones deal with a lot of death mentions.  please be cautious before continuing on!!

L I G H T

‘  at night i dream of you.  ’ ‘  don’t give up yet.  you still have time to fix things.  ’ ‘  falling in love with someone else is not a personal attack.  ’ ‘  i am still so weak when it comes to you.  ’ ‘  i can’t believe i let myself let you down.  ’ ‘  i don’t care where we go when we die,  as long as i’m with you.  ’ ‘  i dream of saying to you all the words i held inside until it was too late.  ’ ‘  i feel so warm  &  safe when you talk to me.  maybe i could love you if you’d let me.  ’ ‘  i finally let the right people in  &  i have never felt so loved.  ’ ‘  i like the way your nails paint red stripes along my spine days after you’re gone.  ’ ‘  i lived in your permafrost for twenty years  &  then you looked at me  &  i felt the warmth of spring.  ’ ‘  i once wished you’d leave me alone,  but i take it back.  ’ ‘  i want to be able to love someone else,  but you stretch your arms  &  spread your legs inside my heart so that there is no room for anyone or anything else.  ’ ‘  i want to believe that we got it right this time.  ’ ‘  i wonder how much longer i can cling to your light before it expires completely.  ’ ‘  i would travel across the world to be by your side,  because as long as you are with me,  anywhere is a perfect place to me.  ’ ‘  it took me awhile to realize it myself,  but you are not what other people say you are.  ’ ‘  it’s not that i really need you,  but life would be pretty boring without you around.  there’s no one i would rather be with.  ’ ‘  i’d like to stay like this for awhile.  ’ ‘  life  &  death don’t have to be so boring,  let’s make both an adventure.  ’ ‘  life imitates art,  they say.  i didn’t believe it until i started to notice the way your eyelashes look so much like tiny ink stroke.  ’ ‘  live your life so that when you die,  souls will come for miles just to hear your historic tales.  ’ ‘  make your exes jealous  &  your past self proud.  ’ ‘  maybe you’re what i needed to find in order to move on.  ’ ‘  never get caught falling harder.  they’ll never let you back up.  ’ ‘  please don’t go.  ’ ‘  some days it’s easier to just stop fighting it  &  succumb.  ’ ‘  sometimes,  you’ll find it hard to keep going,  but you always will.  ’ ‘  the desire i feel for you is that same itching,  insidious hunger that an addict has for their addiction.  ’ ‘  the worst thing about you is that you weren’t all bad.  ’ ‘  there is absolutely nothing  &  no one who can stop me.  ’ ‘  there is no route of losing you that is without pain.  ’ ‘  there’s still room for adventure  &  there is no one i’d rather have by my side.  ’ ‘  things didn’t turn out the way i planned,  but i’m alright with that.  ’ ‘  we could be really incredible together,  you know?  ’ ‘  you are beautiful  &  vibrant  &  confident.  you are light  &  laughter incarnate  &  every fiber of your being screams freedom  &  joy.  when i am with you,  i am truly happy.  ’ ‘  you are starlight incarnate,  from the grand way you sway your hips to the wide mysterious way you think.  blessed are any to be loved by you.  ’ ‘  you are too afraid of the future to let go of a past that was never kind to you.  ’ ‘  you call me yours  &  i have no idea what that even means to you.  ’ ‘  you remind me of bubblegum  &  sweets;  soft  &  pink  &  warm.  you are strong in the gentlest way.  you are so stubbornly kind.  i wish i could be like that.  ’ ‘  you still visit me while i sleep sometimes.  your fingers trace my spine  &  i listen to you breathe.  please stop haunting me.  ’ ‘  ‘morbid curiosity’ is a wonderful way to describe how i feel about you.  ’

D A R K

‘  a thousand empty bottles  &  fist fights will never return to us what we lost that day.  ’ ‘  everyone else has moved on,  but i am still here.  ’ ‘  everything about you screams danger.  ’ ‘  everything is worthless to you  &  you,  in turn,  became worthless.  ’ ‘  for once in my life i want to be surrounded by people that i don’t feel like i need to impress.  ’ ‘  freedom is really hard to get used to.  ’ ‘  how could you do this to me?  how fucking could you?  ’ ‘  i am becoming everything we always dreamed of  &  i am leaving you behind.  ’ ‘  i buried you so well that you might as well have died.  ’ ‘  i can rest easy knowing that the person i love is dead  &  not the monster you became.  ’ ‘  i can’t look at you.  not now,  not ever.  ’ ‘  i don’t ask how you’ve been.  what’s the point?  you’d lie anyways.  ’ ‘  i dream of hearing the words i so desperately needed to lay your memory to rest.  ’ ‘  i haunted this house first.  there is no room for you here.  ’ ‘  i have a right to be upset.  i loved them too, you know.  ’ ‘  i just want it to end.  i want it to all go away.  i want to go away.  ’ ‘  i may be a wolf in sheep’s clothing,  but a snake hiding in the skin of a mouse is far more dangerous.  ’ ‘  i saw your face today  &  didn’t feel anything.  i am free.  ’ ‘  i tried to save you,  but you didn’t want to be saved.  you just wanted someone to suffer with you.  ’ ‘  it’s almost as if you were never here.  ’ ‘  it’s unhealthy to do these things,  you tell me.  you say it’s time to stop smoking,  time to stop gambling,  &  dammit,  i f you don’t stop drinking it’ll kill you.  i sure hope you’re right,  darling.  ’ ‘  i’m always pleasantly surprised by how easy it is to kill you in my mind  ’ ‘  i’m not really scared to die.  i’m more afraid that no one will miss me when i’m gone.  ’ ‘  i’m not the person you left behind anymore.  there’s no one here to miss.  ’ ‘  i’ve been dead far longer than i’ve been alive.  ’ ‘  i’ve eaten nothing but flower petals  &  ivy for weeks because i want to be beautiful inside like you.  ’ ‘  i’ve never been completely satisfied.  i most likely will still be unsatisfied long after my death.  ’ ‘  no motive other than pleasure,  my dear.  ’ ‘  one day i’ll go or you will.  either way,  it will be as if i’m losing a piece of myself.  ’ ‘  our dreams  &  promises decay along with you.  ’ ‘  the leaves change,  but nothing else does.  ’ ‘  the only difference between avoiding  &  leaving is that now i’m not waiting up for you.  ’ ‘  there is no such thing as a person who is required to love you.  ’ ‘  there’s only so much that can be done to repair old damage.  ’ ‘  things aren’t going as i hoped.  maybe if i die,  i can start over again?  better luck next time.  ’ ‘  this is not something to be proud of.  this is a tragedy.  ’ ‘  trying to get rid of me?  oh honey,  you’ll have to try much harder than that.  ’ ‘  trying to get under my skin?  you’re nothing more than a pesky itch.  ’ ‘  unlike you,  i can’t hide my identity when it becomes an inconvenience or a danger.  ’ ‘  weeping is for gods  &  martyrs,  we cannot afford such luxuries.  ’ ‘  would you even miss me?  ’ ‘  you are not important enough to earn an eternal place in my heart.  ’ ‘  you complain nonstop about being unloved  &  alone,  i can’t imagine what you’d be like if that were actually true.  ’ ‘  you don’t know what it’s like.  ’ ‘  you made this so fucking easy for me.  ’ ‘  you should see me as a threat.  i will tear down everything you know until there is nothing left of you.  i am a walking threat.  ’ ‘  you think i’m already gone,  but i’m still fighting.  ’ ‘  you think i’m dead,  but i’m just dying.  ’ ‘  you were never an addiction,  you were a fucking disease.  ’ ‘  you wouldn’t dare cross me.  i am god  &  you are the soil beneath my feet.  ’ ‘  your existence takes up so much more space in mine that we might as well be one entity.  ’ ‘  your fingers are so cold  &  bruised,  but you’re still slamming your fists again the barricade as if it makes a difference.  ’ ‘  your hair is tied in a noose  &  your fingernails are razor blades,  your lips are poison  &  i will gratefully kiss them.  ’ ‘  your hatred has a body count  &  we will not forget.  ’ ‘  your loss,  not mine.  ’ ‘  you’re a sick fuck.  you know that?  ’ ‘  you’re not gentle with me  &  i would never ask you to be.  ’ ‘  you’ve trapped yourself so thoroughly in your own mind that it’s not even a rut anymore,  it’s a pit.   ’