Reblog this if it’s ok for my muse to send texts to your muse, even if they’ve never interacted. Some really great friendships start with the wrong numbers after all..
(Source: gallifreyan-angel)
(Source: gallifreyan-angel)
-you rest his head on you lap and brush his hair with your hand. you let out a cry of angush.-
*as you lay dead, you experiance a world that must be the afterlife, a heaven of sorts. everything is lush and green. trolls all around of every hue peacefully existing. it seemed wonderful and warm and free. but it was missing something. a beautiful troll you called your own. you fought back. you fought the perfection and all it signified. you fought to get back to her. your physical bodies wounds healed themselves. the perfect world around you began to fade. you closed your eyes.
back on Alternia, your eyes open wide at the weeping face of your love. her eyes are closed tight as her tears fall on your face. you lift your head up and whisper in her ear.*
Such pr3cious t34rs, w4st3d on som3on3 4s insignific4nt 4s m3. You must tru3ly lov3 m3 my sw33t.
*you kiss her cheek softly.*
-Startled, you open your eyes to see him healed and… alive? you are bewildered and confused, but more importantly, relieved. you hug him tightly and continue to sob, but these were happy tears.-
d-d0n’t-t y0u D-DARE d-die 0n me again, 0kay? becaus-se…. becaus-se…. i reely reely l0ve y0u and-d y0u s-sh0uld-d never ever d-doubt-t t-that-t. pleas-se…
*You hug her tightly and dry her tears, trying to comfort her. you rock her back and forth making a shooosh sound.*
I lov3 you too M4xkis. For3v3r.
I…. i l0ve y0u t-t00, Xand-der. f0r all 0f my life.
-you cling to him and nuzzle your face into his chest.-
-you rest his head on you lap and brush his hair with your hand. you let out a cry of angush.-
*as you lay dead, you experiance a world that must be the afterlife, a heaven of sorts. everything is lush and green. trolls all around of every hue peacefully existing. it seemed wonderful and warm and free. but it was missing something. a beautiful troll you called your own. you fought back. you fought the perfection and all it signified. you fought to get back to her. your physical bodies wounds healed themselves. the perfect world around you began to fade. you closed your eyes.
back on Alternia, your eyes open wide at the weeping face of your love. her eyes are closed tight as her tears fall on your face. you lift your head up and whisper in her ear.*
Such pr3cious t34rs, w4st3d on som3on3 4s insignific4nt 4s m3. You must tru3ly lov3 m3 my sw33t.
*you kiss her cheek softly.*
-Startled, you open your eyes to see him healed and… alive? you are bewildered and confused, but more importantly, relieved. you hug him tightly and continue to sob, but these were happy tears.-
d-d0n’t-t y0u D-DARE d-die 0n me again, 0kay? becaus-se…. becaus-se…. i reely reely l0ve y0u and-d y0u s-sh0uld-d never ever d-doubt-t t-that-t. pleas-se…
-the one with the trident lunges at you. you move in a dance-like motion behind him and then you use the back (the part attached to the staff of the blade) of your Songblade to hit his head hard. he drops his trident and falls forward onto his knees. the two daggerkinds bolt towards you, while your back is turned. you throw your voice into their ears, whispering, “i’m right-t behind-d y0u…” they hesitate and look behind themselves. you swing forward with the double-edged scythe and slice the two daggerkinds in half. blood splashes onto your face and body. you face the trident again, with a glare. Already wobbly, he flinches at the sight of you and falls on his butt. he quickly gets up as you ready your blade. he shakily dashes forward with fear and anger, but you slide past him again with your dance-like moves. when he is about to turn towards you, you use the back curve of Songblade to cut into him. He takes the opportunity to try to stab at you with the trident, as you push the blade forward, cutting him in half, while you get by with a large scrape near your hip, cutting some of your skirt. you turn towards your matesprit to see if he is okay.-
*you had just finished fighting off your guys, all three lay dead on the ground. you turn to smile at your matesprit, but that smile quickly turns to a look of pure horror. Acting on instinct, you push your matesprit over to the side. the trident barely cuts her side, but continues forward to run you through your stomach and chest. you pull it out and slam the wielders face with the hilt, then twirl it around to pry off his head. you fall to your knees, green blood spilling out of your wounds, your eyes tear up and you smile nervously at your matesprit.*
M4xkis?
-you panic and rush towards him. you take a look at the wounds nervously. these wounds were very deep. you don’t know what else to do.-
I’m s-s0 s-sorry… i failed-d y0u as-s a mat-tes-sprit-t. i d-did-d n0t-t pr0t-tect-t y0u pr0perly, as-s i s-sh0uld-d’ve.
-tears fall from your face in streams.-
pleas-se f0rgive me…
*Tears stream down as you smile*
You n33dn’t b3 forgiv3n. I’m sorry M4xis. I w4sn’t strong 3nough for you. I hop3 you liv3 4 long 4nd h4ppy lif3.
*you cough up lots of blood*
I just wish I could b3 th3r3 to s33 you liv3 it.
-you wipe away your tears. you decide that he at least deserved a song before he passed. you sing him your own song for the first time.-
s-sleep, d-dear knight-t
let-t res-st-t at-tt-tend-d t-thee
y0u’ve d-d0ne well
and-d bes-st-ted-d t-thy enemies-s
may y0u find-d great-t solit-tud-de in t-this-s
f0r my l0ve will wrap ar0und-d y0u
and-d keep y0u s-safe as-s y0u pas-ss-s
may y0u never hurt-t again
and-d t-that-t y0ur pain pas-ss-s
and-d always-s remember
t-that-t 0ur l0ve will always-s las-st-t*You smile big, tears pouring from your eyes. You begin to say something, but before you can, you fall forwaed flat on the ground. your body shivers a bit, then falls flat and still.*
-you rest his head on you lap and brush his hair with your hand. you let out a cry of angush.-
-the one with the trident lunges at you. you move in a dance-like motion behind him and then you use the back (the part attached to the staff of the blade) of your Songblade to hit his head hard. he drops his trident and falls forward onto his knees. the two daggerkinds bolt towards you, while your back is turned. you throw your voice into their ears, whispering, “i’m right-t behind-d y0u…” they hesitate and look behind themselves. you swing forward with the double-edged scythe and slice the two daggerkinds in half. blood splashes onto your face and body. you face the trident again, with a glare. Already wobbly, he flinches at the sight of you and falls on his butt. he quickly gets up as you ready your blade. he shakily dashes forward with fear and anger, but you slide past him again with your dance-like moves. when he is about to turn towards you, you use the back curve of Songblade to cut into him. He takes the opportunity to try to stab at you with the trident, as you push the blade forward, cutting him in half, while you get by with a large scrape near your hip, cutting some of your skirt. you turn towards your matesprit to see if he is okay.-
*you had just finished fighting off your guys, all three lay dead on the ground. you turn to smile at your matesprit, but that smile quickly turns to a look of pure horror. Acting on instinct, you push your matesprit over to the side. the trident barely cuts her side, but continues forward to run you through your stomach and chest. you pull it out and slam the wielders face with the hilt, then twirl it around to pry off his head. you fall to your knees, green blood spilling out of your wounds, your eyes tear up and you smile nervously at your matesprit.*
M4xkis?
-you panic and rush towards him. you take a look at the wounds nervously. these wounds were very deep. you don’t know what else to do.-
I’m s-s0 s-sorry… i failed-d y0u as-s a mat-tes-sprit-t. i d-did-d n0t-t pr0t-tect-t y0u pr0perly, as-s i s-sh0uld-d’ve.
-tears fall from your face in streams.-
pleas-se f0rgive me…
*Tears stream down as you smile*
You n33dn’t b3 forgiv3n. I’m sorry M4xis. I w4sn’t strong 3nough for you. I hop3 you liv3 4 long 4nd h4ppy lif3.
*you cough up lots of blood*
I just wish I could b3 th3r3 to s33 you liv3 it.
-you wipe away your tears. you decide that he at least deserved a song before he passed. you sing him your own song for the first time.-
s-sleep, d-dear knight-t
let-t res-st-t at-tt-tend-d t-thee
y0u’ve d-d0ne well
and-d bes-st-ted-d t-thy enemies-s
may y0u find-d great-t solit-tud-de in t-this-s
f0r my l0ve will wrap ar0und-d y0u
and-d keep y0u s-safe as-s y0u pas-ss-s
may y0u never hurt-t again
and-d t-that-t y0ur pain pas-ss-s
and-d always-s remember
t-that-t 0ur l0ve will always-s las-st-t
-the one with the trident lunges at you. you move in a dance-like motion behind him and then you use the back (the part attached to the staff of the blade) of your Songblade to hit his head hard. he drops his trident and falls forward onto his knees. the two daggerkinds bolt towards you, while your back is turned. you throw your voice into their ears, whispering, “i’m right-t behind-d y0u…” they hesitate and look behind themselves. you swing forward with the double-edged scythe and slice the two daggerkinds in half. blood splashes onto your face and body. you face the trident again, with a glare. Already wobbly, he flinches at the sight of you and falls on his butt. he quickly gets up as you ready your blade. he shakily dashes forward with fear and anger, but you slide past him again with your dance-like moves. when he is about to turn towards you, you use the back curve of Songblade to cut into him. He takes the opportunity to try to stab at you with the trident, as you push the blade forward, cutting him in half, while you get by with a large scrape near your hip, cutting some of your skirt. you turn towards your matesprit to see if he is okay.-
*you had just finished fighting off your guys, all three lay dead on the ground. you turn to smile at your matesprit, but that smile quickly turns to a look of pure horror. Acting on instinct, you push your matesprit over to the side. the trident barely cuts her side, but continues forward to run you through your stomach and chest. you pull it out and slam the wielders face with the hilt, then twirl it around to pry off his head. you fall to your knees, green blood spilling out of your wounds, your eyes tear up and you smile nervously at your matesprit.*
M4xkis?
-you panic and rush towards him. you take a look at the wounds nervously. these wounds were very deep. you don’t know what else to do.-
I’m s-s0 s-sorry… i failed-d y0u as-s a mat-tes-sprit-t. i d-did-d n0t-t pr0t-tect-t y0u pr0perly, as-s i s-sh0uld-d’ve.
-tears fall from your face in streams.-
pleas-se f0rgive me…
*you look*
Hmm…. Not sur3….
-slowly, the figures emerge from the water. they were highblood seadwellers, and they looked as if they were ready to cause some trouble. you take your Songblade (scythe) out and step in front of Xander and face these other seadwellers.-
what-t is-s it-t y0u want-t?
-one of the seadwellers laugh at you.-
vou pathettic littttle cuttttlefishh. vou are a disgrace tto our kind, Maxkis Eyolin. Becoming mattesprittes witthh a landdweller… vou are justt disgustting.
*you draw your sword and step in front of Maxkis.*
You s34 fucks must not own mirrors if you think sh3’s disgusting. Now why don’t you 3sc4rgot th3 fuck hom3 b3for3 I m4k3 you into sushi? No off3nc3 hon3y.
*you kiss maxkis’ cheek*
-you step beside him and chuckle-
n0ne t-taken, l0ve.
-the other seadwellers make a face of disgust at you both-
vou ttwo make us sick. itts ttime tto eliminatte vou like we were ttold tto do.
-the seadwellers surround the matesprits with malicious intent. they draw out their weapons. the leader had a halbard. there were two of them with daggerkind, while the other two each had a different weapon (a broadsword and a regular trident). you sigh and look bored at these idiots. they had no clue which pair they were up against. you ready Songblade.-
are y0u read-dy t-t0, as-s y0u s-say, kick s-s0me as-ss-s, d-darling?
B4by I w4s born r34dy!
*you kick your foot and knock one of the two with daggers to the ground. you focus on fighting the leader and the one with the broadsword, parrying attacks and occasionally checking on your matesprit.*
-the one with the trident lunges at you. you move in a dance-like motion behind him and then you use the back (the part attached to the staff of the blade) of your Songblade to hit his head hard. he drops his trident and falls forward onto his knees. the two daggerkinds bolt towards you, while your back is turned. you throw your voice into their ears, whispering, “i’m right-t behind-d y0u…” they hesitate and look behind themselves. you swing forward with the double-edged scythe and slice the two daggerkinds in half. blood splashes onto your face and body. you face the trident again, with a glare. Already wobbly, he flinches at the sight of you and falls on his butt. he quickly gets up as you ready your blade. he shakily dashes forward with fear and anger, but you slide past him again with your dance-like moves. when he is about to turn towards you, you use the back curve of Songblade to cut into him. He takes the opportunity to try to stab at you with the trident, as you push the blade forward, cutting him in half, while you get by with a large scrape near your hip, cutting some of your skirt. you turn towards your matesprit to see if he is okay.-
*you look*
Hmm…. Not sur3….
-slowly, the figures emerge from the water. they were highblood seadwellers, and they looked as if they were ready to cause some trouble. you take your Songblade (scythe) out and step in front of Xander and face these other seadwellers.-
what-t is-s it-t y0u want-t?
-one of the seadwellers laugh at you.-
vou pathettic littttle cuttttlefishh. vou are a disgrace tto our kind, Maxkis Eyolin. Becoming mattesprittes witthh a landdweller… vou are justt disgustting.
*you draw your sword and step in front of Maxkis.*
You s34 fucks must not own mirrors if you think sh3’s disgusting. Now why don’t you 3sc4rgot th3 fuck hom3 b3for3 I m4k3 you into sushi? No off3nc3 hon3y.
*you kiss maxkis’ cheek*
-you step beside him and chuckle-
n0ne t-taken, l0ve.
-the other seadwellers make a face of disgust at you both-
vou ttwo make us sick. itts ttime tto eliminatte vou like we were ttold tto do.
-the seadwellers surround the matesprits with malicious intent. they draw out their weapons. the leader had a halbard. there were two of them with daggerkind, while the other two each had a different weapon (a broadsword and a regular trident). you sigh and look bored at these idiots. they had no clue which pair they were up against. you ready Songblade.-
are y0u read-dy t-t0, as-s y0u s-say, kick s-s0me as-ss-s, d-darling?
*you look*
Hmm…. Not sur3….
-slowly, the figures emerge from the water. they were highblood seadwellers, and they looked as if they were ready to cause some trouble. you take your Songblade (scythe) out and step in front of Xander and face these other seadwellers.-
what-t is-s it-t y0u want-t?
-one of the seadwellers laugh at you.-
vou pathettic littttle cuttttlefishh. vou are a disgrace tto our kind, Maxkis Eyolin. Becoming mattesprittes witthh a landdweller… vou are justt disgustting.
(Source: guardianfelcia)
