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#it’s just the way she says it 🥹
baeshijima · 16 days
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mmm thoughts of private executioner!blade, who is high priestess!kafka's bodyguard. well, more like her guard dog, as many fearfully seem to think.
he is aloof and gruff and rough around the edges, his name capturing it perfectly. when in the eyes of the public he either keeps to himself or stands ready by kafka's side, but when out he lurks in the shadows ready and waiting to carry out her death orders.
you, yourself, haven't had very many pleasant encounters with him... if you can even call them that. that being said, you haven't had many pleasant encounters with anyone. notorious for your... less than pleasant disposition, for a lack of better words, you have more people who'd rather see you run through than those you can call a friend.
in a dog-eat-dog world, you had no choice but to protect yourself. that, however, ultimately became your demise.
"oh? so you're the one sent to kill me. can't say i'm all that surprised."
standing before you is the feared executioner. his sword is tucked inside the sheath attached to his hip, that ever-present dark swirl of an aura stifling the air. he doesn't say anything, instead opting to silently stare down at your slumped and worn-out form. you find that his gaze doesn't bother you; rather, it's oddly comforting knowing someone will see you in your last moments.
"i've never asked you for a favour before, so this will be my first and last request for you." in all honesty, you're not sure where this chattiness stems from. considering you're currently in a holding cell under the crime of attempted murder towards kafka (a poisoned wine you were most definitely framed for, though you can't say you were surprised) and are awaiting for your turn to be under the guillotine for your public execution, you probably should be a little desperate towards the private executioner in front of you.
and yet, your mind is nothing if not peaceful.
with a huff, you relay your request, "can you make sure it's quick? painless, preferably, but i'd rather you just get it over and done with."
silence blankets the cold chambers. moisture accumulated along the cobble ceiling drip in a steady rhythm, like a clock ticking away the seconds. it's unnerving, almost, how there is not a single sound other than your impending countdown.
"why?" comes his low mutter, effectively causing a ripple within the stagnant air. you almost think you misheard him, but his following words cease the thought, "why won't you ask me for help?"
had it not been for the abrupt shuffle and clanging against the metal bars, you would have never looked up to see him in your last moments.
his scarred hands gripping the metal until his knuckles turn a ghastly white and blood dripping from his palms is what greets your sight. as your gaze slowly trails up, you almost let loose a laugh of disbelief; who would have thought blade, the infamous guard dog of the high priestess, could make such a desperate expression? one looking as though his whole world crumbled before him, in which he can do nothing but sit and watch.
(you will never know of the anger and desperation which coursed through his veins the moment he heard of your predicament. had it been anyone else, he wouldn't have cared. but you're not anyone else; you're you — unapologetically, wholeheartedly. it didn't take him long to hunt down those behind it, cutting them down without thought and putting an end to their miserable lives. he rushed as soon as he could when kafka gave him the order, no thoughts other than you, you, you, occupying his mind.
you will never know of the anguish which overcame him when he found you in such a state, your once healthy complexion and defiant gaze reduced to nothing but a tiredness which had always sat quietly behind your disposition. he's almost positive the muscle which unwillingly keeps him alive tore at the seems from your request, the acceptance in which you displayed causing his mind to go astray. even as he damn-near begs you to rely on him for help — to run away with him to some place no one knows of you and start anew there — you merely smile, resigned and peaceful.
you will never know of how much blade is willing to put on the line for you, for you never made it to see the complete and utter carnage he wrecked in your name.)
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fromtheseventhhell · 1 month
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If we get a scene of Arya crowning Jon, it needs to parallel the scene of Jon gifting Needle to Arya for me. A personal scene between the two of them that's about their unconditional love for each other. It isn't about Jon becoming King but about Arya supporting him in the same way he supported her. "Girls get the arms but not the swords. Bastards get the swords but not the arms" come full circle with two outcasts supporting each other occupying spaces that society says they can't
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dylanconrique · 8 months
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this is such a "you'll be the prince and i'll be the princess" pic.
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azuneekun · 9 months
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Lol saw your tags, thanks for loving my pfp. My friend group has a big joke about rats so it seemed fitting.
Must know: who is your favorite sd character to draw besides Shane? Least favorite?
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roseworth · 5 days
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i don’t think rose sees roy as a father (more like an older brother) but i know with my whole heart she WOULD call him dad in front of slade just to piss him off. and it always works
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raeflora · 9 days
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blair waldorf outfits 6x10 new york, I love you xoxo
outfit 6
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princekirijo · 19 days
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Head in my hands I love Ann Takamaki with my entire being
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hunterbloodknight · 1 year
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The Doctor - Hold my hand
Clara - I'm okay
The Doctor - I'm not
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hiiii for ur consideration: meiri i drew on my work break
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I am considering her. I have in fact considered everything about her and found it all perfect. Thank you, ma’am, I shall treasure this forever 🥹
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nulltune · 7 months
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ccc translations are so hard to find and i can only ever find crumbs BUT HELLO TODAY I STRUCK GOLD AND FOUND OUT A HAKUNO LINE FROM THE CCC TRUE ROUTE AND LIKE .
Even if I forget about myself, I want to forever remember the person who touched my heart.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA?????!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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mymelodyisme · 12 days
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😔 unrelated but related my sister (same as the last post) said I was bossy
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roses-and-elixir · 2 years
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Thinking about how ertugrul said, “be the sultan of my heart, the mother of my children and my companion til the end.” And then halime said something like “how can I be your sultan when I couldn’t even be the sultan of my own palace”.
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snallavanta · 10 months
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it's horrible how accustomed i am to hearing edvin & omar speak swedish because once it's any other swedish person speaking, i suddenly don't understand a word they're saying
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larentslovechaos · 1 year
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You had a daaaaate? 🥺👀👀👀👀👀👀👀
hiii yes I guess you could call it that! 🥺
I just hung out at the bar with a girl I dated when we were pretty much just kids lol (we were like 13). but we've been very good friends/also a recurring situationship for a very long time. we were just hanging out with her friends, but she did buy my drinks, so yeah i guess you could call that a date, right?
i did sleep over her house the other night though, which was very nice. I'd like to think things haven't been *this* serious with us before. but I could be wrong. at many points over the years we were very much a recurring situationship, but this feels different. guess we'll see where it goes..
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