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Hos unfollowing because I be on hiatus. For a little bit. I see all ya'll.

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Hiatus until I figure out what I'm doing here.

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Day By Day

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The heat was worse here, the thick metal panels that were lashed to the outer walls trapped the humid air, making the building quiver with the sweltering waves of damp warmth that just made Logan want to crawl right back out and seek cover along the roofs once more. A stiff breeze from outside licked at the walls, making the structure groan and settle, the soft wail of rusted bolts and stripped screws. It slipped between a few cracks, stirred the stale air inside and Logan found the pressure settled in her chest ease a little, the strained swell of her lungs calming and dithering. It was there, that taunt pull of air that was fouled by the lingering stench of the dead, but it was lesser and that she could savor for what it was worth. It wouldn’t be long until she’d seek the woods outside of the city limits for safety and there she could only hope the tainted waves of the dead handed dirtied the air there. Hope was a dismal thing to hold but she grasped at it like a drowning man reached for a tether. 

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She rearranges the blanket around the oil lamp again straying far away from the heat as possible, the hotness from the already stilting air makes sweat beads form on her dirtied flesh. Sweating means dehydration, dehydration means death, she might have dropped out her first year in medical school when she met her husband, but she knew enough of the basics to take care of her body foremost. 

As she reaches across the short space for the jar of peanut butter to her right, she hears the voice break through the thin piece of wood that separates her from the other side. It is frightening, near disgusting how she throws herself towards the knife on the desk before giving any heed to the words that come from the person behind the door. Barely giving herself time to register what the stranger warned her of; her heart thunders in the cavity of her chest, out of sync and desperate in her ears. 

It takes several seconds to wrap her mind around the warning that the stranger delivered and another split second to ignore that warning completely, her fingers wrapping tightly around the handle. At this point, whoever is out there is as dangerous as the dead creatures outside. Her breath catches in her throat and she fumbles to her feet, her knee crashing into the desk crammed to the wall. She thinks briefly about trying to shove it against the door to keep the stranger out, but trapping herself into a tiny space would be the worst decision in this situation. She holds her breath, another second flickers pass, another hint of hesitation that could end her life, but she does not speak nor drop the knife from her hand. She bites her lip, blood fills her mouth, the taste coppery against her buds and she spits it out onto the floor.

[fromthefloatingworld]

Inhale, exhale Forward, back Living, dying: Arrows, let flown each to each Meet midway and slice The void in aimless flight — Thus I return to the source.

Gesshu Soko

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[assombris]

{/her taunting words elicit a low growl from the man, the sound echoing eerily in the artificial darkness that engulfs them} Oh, but we’re just getting started, sunshine. {/the nickname coined by a bar-time joke drips with a similarly taunting tone, which is only emphasized by the smirk that she can no doubt hear in his husky voice. his perfect vision through the expanding shadows catches her attack before she can complete it, and his large hand wraps around her wrist with ease, yanking her closer much like it had before but instead of throwing her, the mutant brings his free hand up to jab quickly into her throat, hoping the simple move will effect her the way it would an ordinary human. admittedly, jaejoong’s unsure of how to hurt her and where her weak points are, so at this stage of their impromptu spar, he’s switching between offensive and defensive tactics, hitting her here and there and seeing what works. so when she reacts exactly as hoped, gasping for air with her ethereal features contorted with discomfort—or maybe even pain—he’s quick to use it to his advantage, swinging his leg out with a graceful swoop to knock her off her feet and onto her back}

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( `that nickname. ironic how the tone alone on that dreadfully dubbed word could convey the subtle meaning between them more than an exchange of fists upon flesh contact, first used in context of humour, now coated undeniably in a taunting hint of dripping honey that is meant to get her turnt up. and it does just that as heated, forceful flash of building power radiates through her, as dark as the shadows that he creates by his hands alone. she is seconds off when she goes into her next movement against him, a warm, large hand repeats on her wrist and she is pulled forward off her feet before she fully regains her balance. irritation more than fear braces her mind and she stumbles forward into the incoming attack in an amateurish way that would have made her the laughing-stock of the people she last harm; he gives her no room to catch her breath either, throat burning with a feeling that scratches at her - but it is not enough to keep her down, dark red lips part in a poor attempt to gasp in air for her corporeal body; more acting than anything when she falls onto her back, the look of discomfort disperses along with her physical form in a hint of a second. she is playing dirty with the human, but death is never fair. when she reappears she is over his head, bringing her fist down to connect, she makes sure not to murder him when her fingers connect in a dull thud against the hard surface of his skull. pulling her power back, but not by much, she wants to make him bleed, not kill him. lucky for jaejoong, it is not his time yet ) 

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The Four Horsemen [4/4] - Death

Many know my many names; Collecting souls is my game.  I am Death.

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presents from me to you; Death thinks to himself as he lodges in the chair, twirling around in boredom, a knife dangling from his fingers.

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history meme + one war {1/1} World War I

In late June 1914, Archduke Franz Ferdinand of Austria was assassinated by a Serbian nationalist in Sarajevo, Bosnia. An escalation of threats and mobilization orders followed the incident, leading by mid-August to the outbreak of World War I, which pitted Germany, Austria-Hungary and the Ottoman Empire (the so-called Central Powers) against Great Britain, France, Russia, Italy and Japan (the Allied Powers). The Allies were joined after 1917 by the United States. The four years of the Great War—as it was then known—saw unprecedented levels of carnage and destruction, thanks to grueling trench warfare and the introduction of modern weaponry such as machine guns, tanks and chemical weapons. By the time World War I ended in the defeat of the Central Powers in November 1918, more than 9 million soldiers had been killed and 21 million more wounded. The Treaty of Versailles, signed in 1919, determined post-war borders from Europe to the Middle East, established the League of Nations as an international peace organization and punished Germany for its aggression with reparations and the loss of territory. Tragically, the instability caused by World War I would help make possible the rise of Nazi leader Adolf Hitler and would, only two decades later, lead to a second devastating international conflict. 

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umbraxhero;

{/he senses an abnormal shift in the atmosphere, his dark energy reacting quite potently to something, though he’s unsure what. however, that question is soon answered when one moment, he’s flipping idly through his iPhone and the next, he’s stumbling backwards, nursing an injury that’ll no doubt bruise his porcelain skin. when the male finally regains his footing, hand clutching his afflicted jaw and eyes darkening as his powers surge in reaction to the unprovoked attack, his gaze narrows, black pupils focusing unwaveringly upon the deity who is just beginning to come out of her kick’s follow-through. taking full advantage of her momentum, jaejoong grabs ahold of her arm and pulls her towards him with a sharp tug. but rather than catch her with his body, he uses his strength and her force to control her trajectory, ducking just before she reaches him to grasp her legs and flips her cleanly over his shoulder. he’s sure that he’d only thrown her off for a moment—if at all—but that’s just enough time for him to get into a proper fighting stance and let his darkness flow full force. if it’s a fight iris wants, then it’s a fight she’ll get}

( `her balance is slightly skewed when she lands onto the tip of her toes, not properly settled into a standing position before he clutches her arm in a locking grip and yanks her body forward - a twinge of discomfort dances through her shoulder at the force, but not pain; the ground leaves from underneath her feet with little effort given from him. despite the strength that courses through her, physically in this form she still weighs the same as any female of her height and build, legs kicking forward at the swift change from offense to defense when her body sails through the air. she catches herself before she slams into the ground, bracing her hands against the hard surface to spring upward into an equally as solid stance, dark eyes fluttering with a hint of amusement & she teases, before she is on him again, arm reaching out to strike him ) throwing me, that's the best you can do, oh talented assassin? ( `the growing shadows make it difficult to see, tangling blackness that surrounds them, but her sight alone is nearly irrelevant now, superior senses spreading out to see for her ) 

[xdevitaexire]

Have you tried these things? I've gotten down four in the last few hours. I thought I'd bring you the fifth. I want you to think back to this moment, the next time I...miscalculate. 

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Skepticism dances on her countenance, but she will never turn down anything that is free & edible. She grasps the cup in her hand, glancing at the straw, before sampling it hesitantly at first. Burst of flavour explodes against her tongue, cold, but melting in apple tingles when it settles across her curious buds. A fleet of an opened smile pulls at her lips, eyes disappearing briefly into small crescent shapes, and somewhere, another small island of people sinks into the middle of the ocean. Shit, not again.