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You might notice the blog’s name has changed, this is because @wandering-exile is now on its own account and this blog’s url needed to change for the proper blog to have it. If you are following this blog, I’d love it if you could refollow at the proper one. This will be the only time such a drastic change happens, promise! ((This blog will still be kept around for reference and such to previous posts, at least until i can get them transferred))
Moon and a blade [closed]
Riven let out a soft groan as she stretched her arms up above her, having just helped carry the final support beam into place, setting it with the others beside a clearly-marked plot. She remembered this village, one of the first that she had gone through back then. She was glad to see that, for the most part, it had been rebuilt. Thankfully nobody seemed to recognize her or ask very many questions when she had offered to help. This building in particular was to be another home, a bit larger than most, but nobody seemed to mind that detail. ‘They’re all just restarting their lives.’ She thought to herself, looking over all of the people volunteering to help. Seeing as she was no architect, she left the actual placement to those who had planned the building properly. With a word of thanks from the villager in charge of the project, she stepped back to her bag, picking it up and rummaging through it to make sure that everything was there. Satisfied, she slung it over her shoulder and made her way to the road again, hoping to get back on her way to Tuula, where she would plan her next journey, and perhaps take another bounty or two.
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“send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse —” ♘ = stabbing them
Riven felt a sudden, sharp pain in her stomach, looking down in shock to see the knife embedded in her. She snapped a hand up, grabbing the wrist of her attacker even as the other hand reached back, drawing her broken sword from its sheath. It hurt like hell, but adrenaline was a hell of a thing, and her shock quickly turned into anger as she fixed them in a glare, bringing her blade up to return the favor.
send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---
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alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !
✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair . ❤ = kissing them . ₪ = asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them . ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare . ♣ = discovering them crying . 回 = patching a wound . ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .
wait a minute
I already have 20 followers on this blog o-o
Hello everyone! Feel free to lurk to your hearts content, and please remember to read the rules :D also asks are always welcome
misc. angst. // sentences .
“ I just wanna feel something. ”
“ Can you really judge me for being this way? ”
“As if you were any better! ”
“ You don’t understand what it’s like, you really don’t. ”
“ Oh yeah? You know what? Fuck you. That’s what. ”
“ There is so much pain, and I… I don’t know how to not notice shit. ”
“ I hate what I see. ”
“ I wish I had never met you. ”
“ Do you think I’ll ever be as pretty as her/him ?”
“ You don’t need to pretend to give a shit about me just because people are watching. ”
“ Fuck you. ”
“ Where were you !? ”
“ Get the fuck out! ”
“ I can’t look at you right. ”
“ What do you want from me, ( Name ) !? ”
“ I can’t do this anymore. It’s over. Leave me alone. ”
“ Nothing is going to change. Nothing. Get that into your head. ”
“ Trust y o u ? I did trust you ! And you broke my heart ! ”
“ I gotta go. ”
“ You know what? Fuck this. I’m out. ”
“ Life is one fucking beauty contest after another, fuck that. ”
“ Suddenly i’m not good enough for you, is that it? ”
“ I don’t know how to change it. ”
“ I’m so scared that this feeling won’t ever go away. ”
“ I feel like shit when I’m alone, I feel like shit when I’m with you; nothing is going to change, not even you make me happy anymore, so what’s the fucking point, huh? ”
“ It’s fine. It’s not like you belonged to me to begin with. ”
“ Do me a favor? Stop calling me pretty because it makes me uncomfortable. ”
“ It hurts — because it mattered! At least to me, but… ”
“ Why… do nice people choose the wrong people to date? ”
“ We accept the love we think we deserve. ”
“ I can’t be with you. I won’t be with you. ”
“ You’re all I have! ”
“ Stop blaming me for your mistakes !”
“ What do you want me to do then!? ”
“ Looking at you is a constant reminder of how I fucked up. So could you please… please just… go away? ”
“ I understand what it’s like to be different. ”
“ I’m very different. ”
“ I’m damaged. ”
“ Everyone leaves. It’s okay. I’m cool with it. ”
“ What do normal people do when they get this sad? ”
“ Because of what you did — I’m damaged! ”
“ I’m too fucking sick of the world. ”
“ Why is this so hard ? Jesus christ… ”
“ I can’t remember the last time I felt this… bad. ”
“ I guess I saw it coming, but I chose to ignore it. I chose to look away because I thought… I thought that this time would be different. What a joke. ”
“ I’m never the one. ”
“ Your choice is simple, her/him/them or — me. I’m sure she’s / he’s / they are great, but I… I love you.”
“ Oh… you’re staying with her/him/them. ”
“ I’m in love with him. ”
“ You knew this was going to happen, and you fucking let it — do you… do you even have a heart? ”
“ You’re so fucking cold. ”
“ I need you to need me back! ”
“ I really do hope that you’re happy. ”
“ I try — so hard… and… I’m never the one.”
“ He’s an asshole, he just can’t hide it anymore. ”
“ Jesus Christ (name) , could you just… do something?”
“ I’m sorry! I can’t help it! I don’t even want it!”
“ That was your fault. ”
“ Why can’t you admit that you can’t stand what I am !?”
“ I’m upset! ”
“ Do you have any idea… what you’ve put me through? ”
“ I’m sorry I’m not the perfect person you want me to be! ”
“ You must have all the answers then. ”
“ I’ll figure it out. ”
“ Don’t come running to me when you change your mind. It’s over. I’m done. ”
“ Don’t ever call me again. ”
“I have never done anything wrong in my life.
Ever.”
“I mean, everyone makes mistakes. Which one are you denying now?”
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wandering-exile:
“That’s not what it means, Illaoi, but I like your idea better. Shall we?”
“Ding. Ding.” The hulking priestess sounds off, audibly cracking her knuckles with a terrifying approach.
She bounces in steps, guarding her face. “I hope you know… one punch from me, and it’s over.”
“Then I’ll dodge every one.” Riven said with a grin, bringing up her own fists. She had no doubt she would be down with only one hit, she would have to be careful. She slowly began to circle around Illaoi, keeping herself facing her opponent. Even with Illaoi’s intimidating presence she couldn’t help but look forward to this.
Illaoi remained still, her guard unmoved unlike the emerald orbs that followed the bouncing motion of the wanderer. She was patient, waiting for the first strike. Whenever Riven moved out of her sight, she followed with a pivot.
There were no words until the first strike was drawn. The Priestess wanted to gauge her opponent’s capabilities and power.
Riven had expected Illaoi to strike already, to rush her and give her an opening. She must be waiting for the same thing. Riven’s fists tightened as she looked over the priestess, looking for any gap in her guard. The woman dwarfed her in size and she knew she needed to be careful not to leave herself open. Finally she saw an opening and launched forward, feeling the wind itself gathering around her in preparation, aiming a right hook at Illaoi’s side and feeling the energy disperse to give the blow more weight.
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Send 💗 to kiss my muse tenderly without explanation
Just wanted to let everyone know just in case they didn't see it before. This blog is a Sideblog, and so my likes and asks appear only as my main blog, @grimnexas thus why I generally do IC asks in anon and put my blog name in the end.
Riven let out a relieved sigh as she finally sat down, having been travelling since dawn, and now the sun has risen to its highest point. She wasn't one to get tired easily, but walking for hours on end could test someone's endurance, especially if they were alone for it.
That thought hung in her mind as she reached for her canteen. Wandering as she did gave her the best chance of helping, to find villages in need of aid and offering it, but she wasn't immune to other desires. Desire for a home she could come back to, even if she's away from it most days...And someone there waiting for her. It wasn't the first time she found herself desiring companionship.
As she took a drink from her water she closed her eyes, letting that thought sink in a moment before she shook her head, not wanting to dwell on something that she couldn't change, and neither would she put someone through that. It was only a matter of time before her past would catch up to her, one way or another, and that was hers to deal with...Nobody else's.
She put her canteen back in her bag and stood up again, deciding that was long enough to sit and think of what wasn't and couldn't be, starting back along the road, though her thoughts still lingered in the back of her mind.
You’ve no idea how lonely I sometimes am.
C.S. Lewis, The Magician’s Nephew (via gansaey)
I’ve told a lot of lies.
I’ve hid a lot of secrets.
I’m not surprised you’d find it hard to trust me.
But, I swear… you are the one person I would NEVER try to d e c e i v e.
Send ‘regress’ to meet my muse as a child.
