Bleh sorta day at work.
Let me see those awesome RP couples to bring some cheer to today!
~*Destiney Delvanguard*~
Music Challenge: Destiney
I’ve come so far from home
Left everything behind
To walk the path, I’ve chosen
Will I scratch the surface?
I’m not broken
I’m alive
I’ve been kicked down
But I’ll survive
Never give up
Never hide
I won’t go down
Without a fight
Tagged by: @mael-archevauliere @maria-zolts
I feel like someone else tagged me too but Tumblr been stupid about putting stuff in my activity feed lately when I’ve been tagged. So Sorry if I missed someone! All I remember was seeing this somewhere about pairing lyrics and a random screenshot. XD
She is proud, she is struggling with herself; but kind, charming, generous.
Horror Aesthetics: Destiney
CLASSIC.
black and white. powder puffs. red lipstick. winged eyeliner. white kitten heels. black lace lingerie. icy blue eyes. rain. abandoned cars. skeletons. acid. poison. voyeurism. switchblades. strangling. overcoats. looking over your shoulder. trans-atlantic accents. private detectives. dinner parties. haunted mansions. cobwebs. perfect blonde curls. kitchen knives. shock. cellars. dust. ghosts. dark alleys. empty streets. horn-rimmed glasses. radiation. zombies. serial murder. suspicion. paranoia. the city. witches. the devil. cannibalism. conspiracies. amulets. abject terror. the american south. the american northeast. england. analog cameras.
CRYPTID & URBAN LEGEND.
aliens. blinding light. dark woods. driving
at night. claw marks. bite marks. men in black. memory loss.
dismembered bodies. sewers. flashlights. cell phones. video cameras.
cars with tinted windows. unlabeled cassette tapes. bugs. big cities.
urban crimes. clowns. something rustling outside your window. glowing light. unsolved mysteries. suburbia. mirrors. the american pacific northwest. the american midwest. hiking. backpacking.
GOTHIC.
gaslights. corsets. ballrooms. candlelight. mist. starless nights. full moons. cobbled streets. horse-drawn carriages. mysterious strangers. bogs. moors. forests. mountains. castles. velvet. silver. brass. gold. jewels. domino masks. the opera. dangerous romances. tragic romances. violins. roses. lilies. empty graves.
crosses. cemeteries. snow. ice. the gallows. crows. milk-white skin.
ambiguous illness. fangs. pointed nails. something howling in the night.
capes. gloves. top hats. straight razors. lightning. pipe organs. underground caverns. bats. mice. rats. ravens. cats. pearls. attics. talismans. axes. wood. isolation in a room full of people. vampires. werewolves. ghosts. coffins. western europe. eastern europe. bones. churches. catacombs. mausoleums. books. stitches.
PARANORMAL.
malevolent spirits. seances. spells. missing bodies. hidden graves. white noise. static. flickering lights. rings of salt. demons. poltergeists. dark histories. old buildings. cold air. wells.
urban exploration. a dog barking at unseen things. iconoclasm. black
ooze. old photographs. dark bodies of water. crucifixes. priests. possession. exorcisms. dolls.
SLASHER.
bloodbaths. massacres. wanton nudity. newspapers. leather jackets. letterman jackets. converse sneakers. obscured faces. social unrest. bonfires. lakes. babysitters. high school. lockers. dead leaves in the fall. jack-o’-lanterns. passing shadows. outdated television sets. nightmares. psychiatrists. hospitals. unstoppable forces. gunfire. police. landline telephones. improvised weapons. halloween. secrets. revelations.
cut wires. character masks. scrunchies. wild curls. jeering children.
parties. fire. swearing. revulsion. california. the american midwest.
ambulances.
THRILLER.
daylight. fluorescent lighting. morgues. unwavering eye contact. tension.
lit rooms. empty rooms. killer in plain sight. a dog digging in the
newly-planted flower bed. steely gazes. paperwork. anagrams. codes.
convicted killers. missing persons. law enforcement. federal agents.
small towns. suspicion. paranoia. subdued terror. dimly-lit parking lots. a noise in the distance.
Tagged by: @weepingknight @duskrecluse
Bad Habits: Destiney
Swearing | Fingernail chewing | Slouching | Slurring |
Drinking | Smoking | Drugs | Impulse decisions/shopping | Obsessive
linkpearl checking | Bad time management | Slang | Poor grammar |
Overworking | Slacking off | Over sleeping | Under sleeping | Skin
picking | Poor eye contact | Lying | Rambling | Skipping breakfast | Junk food | Self criticism | Procrastinating | Day dreaming | Forgetful | Envious | Jealous | Gossiper | Drama seeking | Secret teller | Spitting | Lip licking | Lip chewing
| Drinking from the bottle | Yelling | Poor hygiene | Impatient | Hot
headed | Biased | Complaining | Scab picking | Cheek biting | Teeth
gnashing | Stealing | Scamming | Speeding | Hair pulling | Large ego |
Eavesdropping | Exaggerating | Fidgeting | Free loading
| Littering | One-Upping | Whining | Borrowing without returning |
Unnecessary Aggression | Talking during performances | Plagiarism |
Copying | Glaring | Spacing out | Ignoring | Over critical | Messy |
Hateful | Overly Prideful
Tagged by: @willow-raene @hana-xiv
Entry #21: Solace in the Wind
(Make up day since I missed this earlier this week with the event this is tied to.)
It was the one place she always went to when she needed to be alone without going far. Going to the Shroud was too far for as worn as she still was. Right now she just needed quiet to think.
To hate herself for not being stronger.
Closing her eyes and letting the gentle wind soothe her. As much as the wind could help her right now anyways. A part of her would have rather it been howling instead of a gentle caress.
“Twelve have mercy please… Give us our Ikara back…” Destiney whispered softly in prayer before gazing sadly out over the railing towards the sky. Somewhere out there Ikara was still held captive. And she had been powerless to really help her friends with the rescue.
The only reason she hadn’t frozen up when the trap caught her was because it had caught Lloire too. But Twelve be merciful how badly she had wanted to freeze up in that moment. Locked in a room with an enemy and Lloire. If she hadn’t fought there was no telling if Lloire could have done it alone. Losing Lloire would have been bad. Especially since he’d helped her so many times and was family to both Soren and Ikara.
Destiney pulled her knees up and wrapped her arms around them. The wind gently blowing her hair. Silently hating herself for still being weak. For not making enough progress. Not being able to contribute better.
Hands clenching tightly in the fabric of her sleeves. This was her fault. Only herself to blame for the problem she had. A moment of stupidity was still haunting her years later. Even with the progress she had made. It still wasn’t enough to get over the trauma. Not enough to play a better role in trying to save Ikara.
Closing her eyes and just letting the sound of the wind and silence help to calm the feelings of self-loathing. Had to force herself to remember not all was lost. Not yet. There had to be a way to deal with this. To be stronger.
Sleeping snuggled up to Syluss helped combat the sadness but it wasn’t a cure. Syluss was her strength right now though. Her love for him and Ikara had kept her moving forward during the failed rescue. Just as it would now. No matter how much she wanted to blame herself. Still she had a reason to keep moving forward.
Entry #22: Monster
(Writing for Alex tonight. Read at your own risk on this one. It’s part of his past an it wasn’t a very nice past. Violence ahead.)
Alexois smirked as he easily walked by the men on patrol. Dressing the part made things so much easier. Giving the monster a chance to slip in among the sheep. Once he was up on the battlements, on went the mask. No sense letting them remember him clearly.
Besides Jacques had insisted he needed to prove himself. In. Out. Quick and clean. Otherwise Jacques would punish him later.
Alex waited patiently. Trying his best to ignore the cold winter air. Though worry gnawed at him. This was his first assignment without his mentor watching over him. If this knight didn’t show soon then the next patrol would walk by. He’d be sighted and forced to flee without accomplishing what he was supposed to do.
There! A few steps closer…
“What are you doing up here?!”
Shit… Alex snarled as he spun around and rammed the blade of his spear through the man’s gut. The man gurgling from the pain and shock. Life bleeding out from the wound as his hands wrapped around Alex’s spear shaft. Letting the man die before removing his weapon from the now corpse.
So much for his timing. He’d misjudged things clearly. Turning to look down below. Of course the guard’s words hadn’t gone unnoticed in the quiet of the evening. Not good at all. They were already making their way for the stairs leading up here. Armed and ready to take on whatever was lurking up here.
Stay and fight? Hoping to kill his target? Or flee and face punishment?
Alex counted two people approaching him. Flashing a toothy grin before rushing forward. No one ever said life was easy. His had never been. So why take the easy road.
Letting the familiar rush and feeling of blood lust take over as he ducked a sword swing. A feral look to his crimson eyes as he lost himself to the fighting. That darkness that always lurked inside taking over. Not feeling the pain of the sword that grazed the back of his hand as he swung his spear for the other knight.
It was over all too quickly. Licking his lips and tasting his own blood. One of them had managed to connect a blow with a sword pommel. A sneer coming to his lips. It wasn’t a clean kill. He’d come away with a few minor injuries. Not that the knights would walk away at all.
The sound of more knights approaching though sent him fleeing this time. But not before flashing them a toothy grin as he stood at the top of the battlement. Falling backwards and twisting around as he dropped. Rolling in the snow as he landed. Coming up into a crouch from the roll.
Let them see if they could catch the monster.
Screenshot spam me please
I’m not doing good and would love some silly or funny drawings or screenshots you have to share. Or inbox spam with something silly. Just anything to brighten the day please
Have some FC shenanigans~!
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