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darksiders-scenarios · 6 years

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Sorry to bother you, but could you do some comfort scenario where the horsemen try to offer advice for a s/o with really crappy brothers? My family is falling apart because my two brothers are cocaine addicts and dont care about anyone :'(

Never a bother. It breaks my heart when I hear about things like that. I wish I could give you the biggest hug.

War

It was late evening and the sun has almost dipped below the horizon. You were sitting on the top step of your porch, staring at the space between your crossed legs. Behind the closed door, you can hear the muffled argument between your brothers and parents. Your fingers curled through your hair, gripping the strands tightly. You heart hammered against your chest, thoughts dangerously shifting to how far you can run away before night befell the area. Your escape plan was interrupted the moment you felt a new presence. Your gaze snapped up and at once, you met piercing blue eyes. War’s eyes were narrowed, his glare burning through you, as though you were an enemy. You instinctively drew slightly into yourself.

"War?" you started, forcing the beginning of a quake in your body to calm down.

"Why are you out here?" his voice was low. "Did they kick you out?"

You relaxed slightly and shook your head. "No... nothing like that." His eyes remained cold and disbelieving but you dropped your head, too mentally drained to form an elaborate explanation for the horseman. "I just need to take a breather," you said simply. The cold wind whipped through the air, slicing through your exposed neck. Your teeth chattered and you crossed your arms over your chest. The autumn air was bitterly cold and you wished you had brought a coat with you. But you didn't want to go back inside. Not right now.

You jumped when you felt something warm wrap around your shoulders. Something red filled your vision before it disappeared, and you felt it being draped over your front. At once, you felt the bitter cold ward off. Curiously, you looked up and you saw War lowering himself to sit beside you. His wispy, platinum hair tumbled over his shoulders and you remarked that his shoulder cloak was missing. You brought your hand to touch the new layer over you. It was soft and warm, and smelled of metal and earth.

War's attention seemed to be fixated on something distant, but you've known him long enough to know that his mind was currently a raging blur. You dragged the cloak tighter around your body and you sat in silence. You closed your eyes and instantly the voices from inside your home increased significantly. Your brothers' protests and aggressive outbursts overlapped your parents' equally incensed rebukes. And here you were, sitting outside, quietly absorbing all the toxicity from the very people who should've been supporting you. The higher their voices mounted, the tighter your chest constricted.

You barely stifled a gasp when you felt a metal hand touch your back. War was standing up, his palm nudging you to follow suit. "Where are we going?" you asked as you got up. "Come," he said simply, already striding ahead. Dragging the cloak more securely around you, you followed him, hobbling lightly due to your muscles adjusting to the abrupt motion. You walked in silence for the first half hour until you somehow ended up in your local park. The autumn leaves crunched beneath your shoes as you both trudged through straight graveled paths lined with deciduous trees. The old swings were swinging to and fro, creaking softly in the light wind. Night has fallen over the land, and through the darkness you felt the cold dread creeping over you like an icy chill, numbing your brain and you finally let your tears flow, reassured in the knowledge that War cannot see them. There is no avoiding it; it was a losing battle with your brothers. Every day that passed was like the timer on a bomb. You couldn't stop-

You started when you felt War place his hand on the small of your back, nudging you to keep up your pace with him. Your head remained down when he steered you through a narrow pathway but your eyes briefly lingered on the flower hedges and bushes that grew around you. The colours were more vibrant during the day but the sight was more serene at night, an antithesis to the raging storm within you. You let your fingers flutter over the soft petals, feeling their coolness caress your skin, temporarily dissolving a little bit of your uneasiness.

But then you felt the dread creep down your spine again until you were almost rooted on the spot. Your breath became more hurried and along came the onslaught of emotions. As if on cue, War coaxed you forward again, this time he kept his hand on your back. His touch slightly soothed the building tension in your stomach and you regained some strength to take a step forward. And another. And another.

The pathway led out to a wide expanse of grass. The moonlight poured through the openings of the dark clouds, a calming shade of midnight blue washing over the wooden benches and solitary water fountain in the centre. The harsh quiver in your hands diminished slightly and the nauseating sensation in your throat vanished as you stared at the stone resin fountain. Approaching the structure, you slowly sat down on the edge, releasing a long breath that you weren't aware that was trapped in your throat. You hugged the thick cloak tighter around yourself in a mockery of a hug, fingers digging into the skin of your arms and you leaned forward, staring at the space between your feet.

War sat beside you and you felt his unnatural warmth envelop you soothingly. Your eyes shifted to the side and you felt fresh tears flow unchecked down your cheeks. "I-I don't know what you do," you choked out at last. Next to you, the horseman removed his gauntlet and cast it to one side before curling his fingers around the back of your head. "You owe them nothing."

You sighed, drawing a hand over your face. "I don't know, War…" your lower lip quivered, "Sometimes I think I'm going mad. Sometimes I wish that I could do more."

"Their lack of willpower and moral fibre should never cause your sanity to be on the line, young one," the words were soft but there was an edge of sternness in his voice.

You turned your head and your eyes met. For a long while, you just stared at each other, the storm within you calming down significantly under his protective gaze. Reaching out, you shyly placed your hand on his knee and at once, the red rider slid his hand from your head to round your back, shifting you till you were pressed to his side. "Would you like to do this again?" he asked.

It took you a moment to realise that he was referring to the little night stroll. You had to admit, distancing yourself from your home helped somewhat. So you smiled, "Yes please."

Death

Your eyes snapped open. It was still dark and the only light source that poured through your windows came from the stars. At once, you felt your chest constrict and your heart palpitate before you even remembered why. Unconsciously, you began chewing your lips; worry gnawing at you the longer you stared at your ceiling.

“You will break your skin,” Death warned from somewhere in your room. You turned your head to the right. Through the shadows, you made out his large silhouette, kneeling with his back against the side of your bed. The moonlight made his protruding spine appear like the seared end of a blade. When you didn't answer, he tilted his face to the side, his yellow eyes glowing faintly. "You should go back to sleep."

“I… I can’t,” you countered quietly.

‘Of course, you can’t’, Death internally agreed. He could sense your aggrieved soul, pulsating with fear and dread. The closest he could describe it was like navigating through an overpowering fog of exhaustion. Although it displeased him to admit it, he sympathised with you. His hypervigilance over his brothers could be to 'thank' for. Although there were the occasional rifts between his siblings, Death would never question their unwavering loyalty and was confident that they would do little to put the other at risk, as best as they can avoid it that is. But with your situation…

You heard him sigh and you tensed. “Sorry,” you muttered without thinking.

This prompted your supernatural friend to whip his upper torso in your direction. His eyes burned brightly as he stared at you. “Enough with that,” he scolded although his voice held no anger, only a tired annoyance. “It shouldn't be you who should apologise, Y/N.”

You grimaced before turning your head to face the window. Outside, the winter wind was howling, rattling the windows lightly. A near perfect representation of your inner turmoil. The bed shifted and you felt a heavy weight on your mattress, feeling a slight chill beginning to engulf you.

“I’m scared.” The words were barely more than a whisper.

"Of what? Losing them?" it was a rhetorical question and you both knew it, but you nodded anyway, your hair scrapping against the pillow.

“Perhaps you already have, little one,” Death affirmed softly. Your stomach churned sickeningly at his agreement. “Or perhaps, you’ve simply lost the persons they once were.”

You kept staring stubbornly at the window. "I just wish things were the same as before," you protested weakly. You knew it was pointless, that you were only saying it to console yourself. "I think," you fingers curled into fists underneath the blanket. "I hate them sometimes," you gritted out.

"You are embroiled in a situation that you have no control over," Death nodded. "Your anger is justifiable."

The nausea swirled unrestrained in your stomach, dread hanging over you like a black cloud. The stillness of the room was causing you to feel breathless. You pushed yourself up, intending to go to the bathroom but Death instinctively settled his hand on your covered legs from where he sat on the edge.

"It can get ugly and vicious sometimes," you blurted out, staring down at his large hand. "You know how many times we tried to reach out to them," you chuckled grimly. "Too many times I've lost count. But at the same time, they're victims themselves Death…"

"Your family has done enough," Death said. "It is up to your brothers to take responsibility for their actions so that they can rectify their situation."

"It's hard for them."

"They're not children," he retaliated, frowning. "They can recover and it's made possible by knowing that they have a choice to stop," you felt him staring down at you. "Addiction is progressive, little one. Logical, rational thinking will deteriorate. But that is not to say that options are not available to them. They have to make that first step."

Your shoulders slumped and his eyes softened. Your eyes traced the protruding veins and scars on the back of his hand, feeling your throat swell from the mounting pressure of your sadness. At length, you looked at his masked face; his amber eyes were sympathetic and patient. You opened your mouth to formulate a reply but the only sound that escaped was a choked sob. Somehow your fingers were now enclosed around his wrist and were squeezing as hard as though your life depended on it. You lowered your head till your forehead pressed onto his hand. "I wish they did," you whispered, tears spilling down your face at last.

"Enough about them," you felt his other hand rest on your back. "You have to focus on yourself. Learn to detach yourself from the situation. Don't waste your time on anything that does not contribute to your peace."

You nodded weakly and you felt his hand brush your back. "Never once think that you are alone in this fight," he murmured.

Strife

They were bickering again. No, they weren't your brothers this time. Nor were they your parents. Although you didn't understand a word they were saying, the words were spat out with the ferocity and rapidity of a machine gun. Watching them now was reminiscent to observing your own family falling apart. You gritted your teeth. You were brought here with the intention for your anxiety to calm down, to get away from the mess and commotion at home. Not to further intensify it. The longer the heated exchange carried on, the higher your panic. Finally, you snapped.

"STOP."

Both masked faces whipped in your direction, both assuming defensive stances and hands flying to their weapons. They relaxed when they saw no threat but one of them visibly stiffened upon sighting your crestfallen face. "Y/N?" Strife began, taking a step towards you. You were motionless for a while before you felt the pressure building in your stomach. The shock and embarrassment were etched on your face and before you knew it, you turned away, sprinting out of the room, ignoring Strife calling you from behind.

It didn't take long for him to catch up to you and you felt his hand clamp down on your shoulder, slowing you down till you halted. "What's gotten into ya?" he asked, concern lacing his voice. You let him turn you around till you were facing him. Behind him, you saw Death approaching, his eyes also shining with concern. You shook your head, internally berating yourself for losing control like that. "I'm sorry. Forget you saw that."

"Like hell I will!" Strife snapped.

"Easy brother," Death's voice rumbled from behind him.

"I know what I'm doing!" Strife barked over his shoulder, but then softer to you, "Was it something I did?"

'Yes', you wanted to say, but that would be selfish and petulant. You cannot drag him further into your family problems when he was clearly dealing with his own here. Catching sight of Death looking at you, you let your gaze fall to your feet. All of a sudden, the place felt too crowded and you were starting to find it difficult to breathe. As though reading your mind, Strife steered you around. You heard him call something to Death in his language before he began walking with you along the corridor.

"It's them again, isn't it," his statement made you stiffen. It wasn't a question. He knew. "Was it that obvious?"

"You've always been obvious," he grunted, making you wince.

Sudden bright yellow light caused you to shield your eyes with your hands. You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn't even realise that Strife had directed you out of his home. Before you, the plains stretched like a great quilt of golden, brown and green. You kept walking, passing waterfall cascading over rocks and trees of various hues of brown until you reached a large maple tree. Without warning, Strife placed his hands beneath your arms, eliciting a surprised squeak from you, before he easily lifted you to sit on one of the low hanging branches. The canopy above shielded you from the glaring sunlight.

Strife removed his helmet and tossed it to the ground, before placing both hands on either side of your body. "Sooo…." He began, smirking at you with a teasing glint in his eyes. "Blanket burritos didn't work, putting Death's hair in pigtails didn't work and clearly asking you to envision Valus in a tutu failed… looks like I better think of something else quick."

Try as you did, you almost failed to stifle your giggles. But otherwise, you didn't answer, opting instead to glance at your dangling feet. "Kid…" Strife began, "there's nothing you can do."

You pulled a face. "I know Strife… I just wish..."

"What?"

"That things were different… before the addiction. Before they started withdrawing from us…," you felt your throat clog," Maybe if I was more assertive. Maybe if I was-"

"Now stop stop stop right there," Strife cut you off, his brows furrowing. "Let's get one thing straight first of all," he jabbed you softly in the stomach. "You are not responsible for their choices and actions. You gotta do what's best for you and let them deal with theirs for once."

You gritted your teeth. "They're slowly killing themselves, Strife," you persisted quietly. "Our family's falling apart and I-"

"Quit with the 'I's," he interrupted you again. "You got nothin' to do with this."

You threw your head back in exasperation. "Strife, I know. I'm tired. Frustrated. Of their lies. Of their everything. But there're my brothers. I can't hate them. Yet at the same time, I don't want to ruin their lives."

"You don't want to ruin their lives," Strife muttered disdainfully. "Well, what about your life huh? Sorry kiddo but I don' like to sugarcoat things. Your brothers are the ones ruining their lives with their own choices. Best thing to do is make changes for yourself," he thunked his forehead softly against yours. "Focus on yourself."

You smiled ruefully, but slowly nodded nonetheless. "Are you talking from experience?" you teased, staring into his maroon eyes. Instead of rebuking to that, Strife only carried staring at you, as though seeing something in you only he could see. A few seconds passed before he cheerily said, "F**k 'em," before nuzzling his forehead into yours.

Fury

You grunted when you crashed into the mud again, scratching your arm against the sharp pebbles. Staggering back to your feet, you leveled a glare with the she-horseman's. Hers was the glare of challenge, yours was simply raw anger. Sucking in a sharp breath, you sprinted towards her, right arm flying out and fist ready to strike. Unsurprisingly, Fury was able to dodge and deflect all your attacks with lazy side steps and palm swipes. You punched and struck and kicked but the only thing you managed to hit was air, and this only served to further enrage you.

Fury's heel planted into your stomach and with a swift push, you tumbled back and landed on your backside, once again failing to deliver a single blow on the horseman. Cursing, you barely managed to get back up when a sudden light-headedness caused you to collapse forward. You shut your eyes, hands flying to protect your face as you fast approached the ground. Except it wasn’t the ground you collapsed on. Nor did you even collapse for that matter as you felt Fury's arms encircle you, steadying you back onto your feet.

She took a step back, appraising you. "You're not focusing," she criticised simply. You pressed your lips tightly. "At this rate, you won't last half a day should a lesser demon attack."

"Don't care," you muttered under your breath but Fury's keen hearing was able to pick it up. Eyes squinting, she closed the gap once more, looming over you until you had no choice but to look up. Her gaze was strict but you spotted neither anger nor annoyance in it. "We're here for a reason Y/N," she reminded. "You are no longer on Earth so leave its problems there," she stepped back, readying her fighting stance. "Ground yourself here."

And with that, she ran towards you and you barely had time to block a punch to the face. You both stepped back for a brief second before diving back at each other, fists ready to collide. Despite what Fury said, the scenarios of your brothers wormed their way to your mind, causing your cognition to meltdown.

The blood hummed in your veins as determination and anger took over. Though her blows were more or less painless, it was the contact that infuriated you, each blow was a reminder of your family falling apart. You were determined to persevere. Although it was hard to see the light at the end of this tunnel, you will persevere. You dodged a kick and retaliated with a sloppy one of your own. She easily evaded it but nodded approvingly. "Cease prophesying the unknown," she said, charging at you, the flat of her hand edging closer to your face. It hit your jaw softly and you stumbled back as though it was painful.

Visions of your brothers shouting, lying… endangering their lives. Each memory that surfaced was punctuated in your blows. Harsher and more aggressive. Your eyes were wide but unseeing. You tossed away your wooden stick and charged at Fury, screaming and aiming your fist to her stomach. But redirected it at the last minute to her arm, the force dissolving into a soft press. Your rage slowly melted away. Your vision became blurry and it took you a while to notice the tears streaming down your face.

You stayed that way for a while, both panting, but yours was more erratic and harsh. Your stomach ached and all your muscles were screaming in agony. Fury's hand came to rest on your head and you drew closer into her arms. She held you there, softly stroking your hair and squeezing you gently. "I'm sorry," she murmured. You shook your head, leaning back to meet her gaze. "No… I think… it helped," you panted. "The pressure was building up too much… and this was a practical way to release it," you chuckled weakly. "I'm spending far too much time trying to control something that's beyond my control… I think it's time for me to look after myself."

Fury smoothed your strands. "And you have every right to focus on yourself, sweet one," she brushed a finger along your dirt streaked cheek. "If you don't, then who will?"

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qualitybirdmemes · 7 years

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do all the "send me a number, yo" asks!!!!!

You got it dude.

Under the cut bc its long!

1: Let’s start with a tricky one; what is the real reason you are confused right now?I’m afriad that im making the wrong long term career decision.

2: Do you ever get “good morning” texts from anyone?

No, but I wake up right next to her so we say it in person

3: If your significant other smoked pot, would you care?

Nah as long as she’s safe about it.

4: Do you find it easy to trust others?

Depends on the vibe I get from them.

5: What were you doing at 11PM last night?

Playing BOTW

6: You’re drunk and lost walking down the road; who is with you?

Hopefully my partner

7: What would you do if you found out you had been cheated on?

I dont even know. I would be so crushed and angry.

8: Are you close with your dad?

Nope

9: I bet you kissed someone last night, right?

Yep! My girl.

10: What are you listening to?

My partner tapping her foot to music

11: You can only drink ONE liquid for the rest of your life - what is it?

Blue gatorade

12: Do you like hickeys?

Love ‘em

13: What time do you go to bed?

Between 1 and 3am

14: Is there someone who continuously lets you down?

Nah

15: Can you text as quickly with one hand as you do both?

Nope

16: Do you always answer your texts?

For the most part

17: Do you hate the person you fell the hardest for?

No. She’s the best thing thats ever happened to me.

18: When was the last time you talked to one of your best friends?

20 ish mins ago

19: Is there someone that makes you happy every time you see them?

Ye, my girl

20: What was your last thought before you went to bed last night?

“God my hip hurts”

21: Is anyone else in the room with you?

Yeah, several. I’m at school.

22: Do you believe what goes around comes around?

I hope it does.

23: Were you happier four months ago than you are now?

No. I was at the beginnings of a depressive episode.

24: Is there someone you wish you could fix things with?

Sorta?

25: In the past week, have you cried?

Yeah.

26: What colour is the shirt you are wearing?

Maroon.

27: Do people ever call you by your last name?

Nope.

28: Is anyone ignoring you right now?

Not as far as I know

29: Do you have a best friend?

Several

30: Would it be hard seeing someone else kiss the last person you kissed?

It’d be devastating considering I’m dating the last person I kissed.

31: Who was your last call/text message from?

Both from my Mom

32: Are you mad at anyone?

I’ll always be lowkey mad at my dad.

33: Have you ever kissed someone older than you?

Yes, once

34: How old will the last person you kissed be on his/her next birthday?

35: How many more days until your birthday?

36: Do you have any summer plans yet?

Work

37: Do you have any good friends of the opposite sex?

Ye.

38: Are you keeping anything from your best friend(s) now?

Nope

39: Do you have a secret that you’ve never told anyone?

I dont think so

40: Have you ever regretted kissing someone?

Lowkey, but not really.

41: Do you think age matters in relationships?

To an extent, yeah.

42: Are you available?

Nope!

43: How many people have you had real, strong feelings for since high school ended?

Since it ended? One. And Im with her now.

44: If you had to get a piercing (not ears), what would you get?

Probably a second lip piercing. Maybe tongue.

45: Do you believe exes can be friends?

Depends on the circumstances but yes.

46: Do you regret anything?

Yeah but not so much that I would want to go back and change it

47: Honestly, what’s on your mind right now?

My health

48: Did you ever lose a best friend?

I feel like I sorta half lost one. We still chat, but its not like it used to be and its probably my fault.

49: Was your last kiss a mistake?

Not at all.

50: Why aren’t you pursuing the person you like?

I already did and it was a success. : )

51: Has the last person you kissed ever seen you cry?

Several times

52: Do you still talk with the person you LAST kissed?

Every day

53: What was the last thing you ate?

Apple slice

54: Did you get any compliments today?

Not yet

55: Where are you going on your next vacation?

God I have no idea. Maybe Idaho Springs?

56: Do you own anything from other countries?

I mean most things are made in China so???

57: Are most of your friend guys or girls?

Most of them are outside the binary, but lean towards female.

58: Where have you lived most of your life?

Colorado

59: When was the last time you took a long drive?

Can’t remember

60: Have you ever played Spin the Bottle?

Nope

61: Have you ever TPd someone’s house?

Nope

62: Who do you text the most?

Either my Mom or my partner.

63: What was the last movie you saw?

Would You Rather

64: What’s preventing your current boyfriend/girlfriend from going back to their ex?

Idk, they love me I guess?

65: How many boyfriends/girlfriends did you have in 2011?

None.

66: Is the last person you kissed younger than you?

Yeah by like a year ish.

67: Do you curse around your parents?

I try not to

68: Are you happy with where you live?

Decently so. Its messier than I’d like, but 4 college students live there, so what can you do?

69: Picture of yourself?

Will post separately.

70: Are you a monogamous person or do you believe in open-ended relationships?

I prefer monogamy because I’m easily jealous, but under very certain circumstances, I’d be willing to try polyamory.

71: Have you ever been dumped?

Nah.

72: What do you most like about making out?

Tongue ;P

73: Have you ever casually made out with someone who you weren’t seriously involved with?

Kissed, yes. Made out, no.

74: When you kiss someone for the first time, is it usually you who initiates it or the other?

I’ve only done it once, and I initiated.

75: What part of a person’s body do you find most attractive?

The crease where thigh meets butt, hands, neck, legs lol

76: Who was the last person you talked to last night before you went to bed?

My partner

77: Had sex with someone you knew less than an hour?

Nope

78: Had sex with someone you didn’t know their name?

Nope

79: What makes your heart flutter and brings a big cheesy smile to your face?

When I wake up to her smiling at me

80: Would you get involved with someone if they had a child already?

Depends on the age of said child

81: Has someone who had a crush on you ever confessed to you?

My current partner, yeah.

82: Do you tell a lot of people when you have a crush?

Nah, only like one person

83: Do you miss your last sweetie?

I always miss her

84: Last time you slow danced with someone?

Probably about a month ago in our living room

85: Have you ever ‘dated’ someone you’ve never met?

Nope

86: How can I win your heart?

Someone already has it. But personality is everything.

87: What is your astrological sign?

Libra

88: What were you doing last night at 12 AM?

Getting ready for bed

89: Do you cook?

Not as much as Id like

90: Have you ever gotten back in touch with an old flame after a time of more than 3 months of no communication?

Not really an old flame, but an old friend yeah

91: If you’re single right now, do you wish you were in a relationship?

Not single

92: Do you prefer to date various people or do you pretty much fall into monogamous relationships quickly?

Monogamy

93: What physical traits do you look for in a potential interest?

Physical traits dont really matter. Its more a personality thing for me

94: Name four things that you wish you had!

A dick, the willpower to lose weight, a higher wage, another iced coffee

95: Are you a player?

Not really.

96: Have you ever kissed 2 people in one day?

I dont think so

97: Are you a tease?

Yeah, but only with her

98: Ever meet anyone you met on Tumblr?

I think so. Probably at a con

99: Have you ever been deeply in love with someone?

Currently am

100: Anybody on Tumblr that you’d go on a date with?

Only the gal Im currently dating

101: Hugs or Kisses?

Hugs

102: Are you too shy to ask someone out?

Most of the time yeah lol

103: The first thing you notice about the opposite sex?

Idk, voice? Smile?

104: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you babe?

105: If a sexy person was pursuing you, but you knew he/she was in relationship, would you go for it?

NOOOOOOOOO

106: Do you flirt a lot?

Kinda lol

107: Your last kiss?

My gal

108: Have you kissed more than 5 people since the start of 2012?

Nope

109: Have you kissed anyone in the past month?

110: If you could kiss anyone who would it be?

The girl to my left

111: Do you know who you’ll kiss next?

Absolutely

112: Does someone like you currently?

I hope so!

113: Do you currently have feelings for anyone?

Yes indeed

114: Do you like to be in serious relationships or just flings?

Serious only. I dont see the point in a fling.

115: Ever made out with just a friend?

Made out, no, kissed, ye.

116: Are you happier single or in a relationship

It depends. Id say Im happier with her than I have been in a great long while.?

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