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theseancekid · 6 months
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He knows he shouldn't ask. Doesn't even know if she can do it anymore, honestly. If she's anything like the rest of them, something has to be on the fritz by now— none of the Hargreeves kids made it into their 30s without some awful defect from their so-called "Extraordinary" powers. Hell, not all of the Hargreeves kids lived into their 30s to begin with.
And even if she can do it, he knows it comes with a terrible price, it always does. His memories are all hazy, but he still thinks about the way she would tremble, the way her body didn't seem to belong to her for just a few seconds. Fucking terrifying, that's all he really remembers. Not a parlour trick— he knows what that feels like, to turn tricks just to make ends meet like some gutter trash Criss Angel.
No, he shouldn't ask. That would be a dick move.
Only...
Well, he's already here. And she's already looking at him. And there's an ache inside him so big it feels like he's bleeding out on her goddamn carpet and— don't be a pussy, Klaus, just ASK HER!
"Hey, Em! Hi. Sorry, sorry, I'll just be a tick. I just, uh..." He steps into the room and already he feels like a goddamn wreck. He runs a hand through his already-frazzled hair, curls his toes up against the bottom of his shoes until the buzzing energy quiets down just enough for him to power through.
"I know...I know you don't it anymore, but I..."
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Trembling hands grip at the dog-tags around his chest, and for a moment the world melts into a fuzzy haze before he blinks the tears out of his eyes and forces a breath so deep into his lungs that his whole body burns with it.
"I was kinda hoping you might...y'know, help me find some answers."
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pizzatheif · 2 years
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we look HOT and 😭😭😭 this show is so GOOD — feat. @fearstouch
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dorkustm · 5 months
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@fearstouch , cont. from here
he understands. and although she's blunt, like a little optimism would strike them here and now, he appreciates it. he isn't a kid anymore and, sure, he's a little hard on himself. he frets over what could've possibly been done to change what had happened, but he knows that there's no use, and he thinks that he can be okay with it being 'okay.' all things considered? life isn't that bad. he's in college. he has steph. a flicker of a smile appears on his lips, shy, when em mentions that it doesn't look like he's on the edge of a constant breakdown, and he shrugs his shoulders. maybe all of those years being relentlessly bullied have finally paid off.
"oh, great..." pete resists the urge to roll his eyes, not exactly reassured that those things are watching them at all times. but maybe a part of him knew, deep down, and he'd simply been in denial-- until now. "i... i don't really know a lot. at least, i don't think i do." he struggles to recollect certain details, his burrows furrowing in thought. at the time, with the summoning, there had only been a few things that he latched onto. how to invoke the names. one of those things addressed him by name, then again, all of them seemed to be familiar with the teenagers. with em's words, he's reminded of something the former mayor had said and pete hesitates to say something, because he hasn't mentioned the former mayor yet. "... are there other things that happen here? not... not just bullies back from the dead and... those things?"
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ghosttsar · 18 days
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CONVERSATIONS WITH THE ELDEST SHELBY IN — LAWS — ft. @critica1success / @fearstouch / @critica1neutra1
ARTHUR : I fell down the stairs...
EM : I hope you're okay.
TOMMY : Stop falling down the stairs.
ROWENA : How'd the ground taste ?
PERSONALS DO NOT REBLOG
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slautertm · 1 month
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mini   character   playlist   :   share   at   least   five   songs   that   remind   you   of   your   muse,   or   that   you   associate   with   your   muse's   character   arc.   including   lyrics   is   optional.
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tell me it's okay : paramore ~ Maybe it's been years since I genuinely smiled. And maybe it's been years since I wanted to be a part of anything. But lately I've been good, you know, I've actually been great. Man, I even laughed a little today. Oh, so strange, it's so strange...
hot mess : dodie ~ Countdown, Happy Birthday, dry heave, I am not okay. Brain rot, in a pretty dress, I'm a hot mess. Wake up, do the same thing, break up, then we're dancin'. Why am I so alright to do it again and again?
romeo & juliet : hobo johnson ~ Dear Shakespeare, Could you write a happy ending, please? Could you write a happy ending, please? We just deserve a happy ending, please, please. And every sting from every teardrop, from every ring at every pawn shop. I'm not missing both my Christmases, though family would be nice. In my dreams, my kids are happy, and I know that they won't mind
ur so f***ing cool : tones and i ~ Everybody's talkin' 'bout sex. Everybody's talkin' 'bout ex. Like no one really wants to find a genuine connect before they even look at you, they move on to the next and I know that they say, "Don't you worry," I'm the one, Then the very next day, they said they're done, And I don't want to listen to the shit you've spun. No, I don't want to listen to the shit you've spun
cheerleader : st vincent ~ I've had good times with some bad guys. I've told whole lies with a half smile, held your bare bones with my clothes on. I've thrown rocks that hit both my arms... I don't know what good it serves
tagged by a different blog but i am doing it EVERYWHERE tagging @sleazeballtm ; @beaniestm ; @forwardmoved ; @crisisbabe ; @fearstouch ; @tragedyplay ; @madefate ; @ghosttsar ; @hatchetsfield ; & YOU! steal it! tag me!
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arch-whatscanon · 10 months
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@snaptwice asked : 😖🤔🎁💻
😖 — what annoys you?
aside form like the normal peeves, honestly people who are inconsiderate of others, either by rudeness or complete disregard of boundaries/treating people like people. blatant disrespect is a big big ick.
🤔 — what genre(s)/theme(s) do you struggle to write the most?
i'm really excited to get into the lords in black/supernatural-ish horror of their realm with the group server, but i'm a little intimidated about capturing their voices properly. i'm really excited to try though!
🎁 — what have you accomplished in the rpc that you’re proud of?
i've found a group of friends (and a bestie duh) through it that i hope to carry for many, many years and hopefully the rest of my life. the friendships found here have come in such important times in my life and in times when i felt like i had no one irl, and i cherish them so much.
💻 — how many friends have you made in the rpc? feel free to tag a few of them!
well, there's this bish named bre that i'm best friends with irl. she snapped a couple of times or something. but god. there are so many groups and factions and it doesn't even begin to cover the list. you're going to make my pea brain forget someone and i'm going to feel awful. but @boltns, @prettydead, @thefvrious, @chmerical, @risingmccns, @thrillor, @forwardmoved, @willowdied, @fearstouch, @gareththegreat, @salvatoraes, @forbaes, @daemondaes, @0vertures, and some newer babes like @thatprettylittlething and @scarednotscary. AHHHHH
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trailnapped · 4 months
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your muse's aesthetics as edgar allan poe's works.
bold what applies to your muse, italicize what sometimes applies to them. please repost, don't reblog ! credit.
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annabel lee: a cold ocean’s wind, the pain of love lost, a pure and powerful love, fond memories of one so dear, refusing to let go of someone lost, numbing grief, unwavering devotion.
the raven: long and sleepless nights, dying embers in the fireplace, fear that envelopes every sense, shadows that stretch down the street, dark feathers falling, burning anger, the realization that something is truly lost, hopelessness, a soft tapping at the front door.
the tell-tale heart: the desire to harm, attention to every detail, the creak of old floorboards, the soft glow of a lantern, the pounding of a frightened heart, the smugness of not being caught, the satisfaction of a dark task completed, gnawing guilt, a shouted admission of what has been done.
tagged by: @peculiarbeauty tagging: @hiveruled, @beaniestm, @crisisbabe, @hatchetswung, @fearstouch, @slautertm, @swede, @cannotfly, @iworryalotdarling
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