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FROM BLOOD AND ASH SENTENCE STARTERS.
❛  You’re an absolutely stunning, murderous little creature. ❜
❛  Fear and bravery are often one and the same. ❜
❛ Death is like an old friend who pays a visit, sometimes when it’s least expected and other times when you’re waiting for her.  ❜
❛ That doesn’t make any death less harsh or unforgiving.  ❜
❛ With my sword and with my life, I vow to keep you safe. ❜
❛ From this moment until the last moment, I am yours.  ❜
❛ Promise me you won’t forget this. That no matter what happens tomorrow, the next day, next week, you won’t forget this, forget that this was real.  ❜
❛ Truths do not always set one free. Only a fool who has spent their entire life being fed lies believes that.  ❜
❛ You’re such a bad influence. ❜
❛ Only the bad can be influenced. ❜
❛ Nothing is ever simple. And when it is, it’s rarely every worth it.  ❜
❛ When you listen to me, I think the stars will fall.  ❜
❛ The next time you go out, wear better shoes and thicker clothing.  ❜
❛ I don’t care what you are. I care about who you are. ❜
❛ Bravery and strength do not equal goodness.  ❜
❛ You deserve so much more than what awaits you.  ❜
❛ You are so incredibly violent. It still turns me on. ❜
❛ Would you love to hear that I really like you?  ❜
❛ Would you be sad if I said no?  ❜
❛ There was nothing worth remembering.  ❜
❛ Now you insult me after throwing a dagger at my face?  ❜
❛ You’ve wounded my tender feelings.  ❜
❛ I came back for you, and you weren’t there.  ❜
❛ I have a feeling that if there’s something you want badly enough, nothing will stop you.  ❜
❛ Never cave to panic. If you do, you die.  ❜
❛ I love how you lie. ❜
❛ I will bathe in your blood and feast on your entrails.  ❜
❛ And what do you think you need to protect me from in here? An unruly bedpost I might stub my toe on?   ❜
❛ Are you done talking yet? Or are you too afraid that I might actually beat you, so you won’t shut up?  ❜
❛ They still deserve dignity in death.  ❜
❛ They were wrong, but that doesn’t make this right. ❜
❛ Just one kiss? You can learn a wealth of things from just one kiss. ❜
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dekoranevich · 3 years
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JESSIE MEI LI via Instagram | 7.16.21
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dekoranevich · 3 years
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Anis Mojani, Here I Am
What made the beauty of the moon? And the beauty of the sea? Did that beauty make you? Did that beauty make me?
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dekoranevich · 3 years
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𝐔𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐃  𝐁𝐘  𝐍𝐀𝐎𝐌𝐈  𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐊  /  feel  free  to  change  pronouns  as  you  see  fit  !
❛ he doesn’t devour them really; it only feels that way. ❜
❛ i am not one of you, and don’t want to be, either. ❜
❛ i wasn’t old enough to be wise. so i loved her more. not less. ❜
❛ are you deranged? ❜
❛ don’t you dare lie to me! i will tear the truth out of your throat. ❜
❛ what an unequaled gift for disaster you have. ❜
❛ i was a glaring blot in the perfection. but i didn’t care: i didn’t feel i owed him beauty. ❜
❛ you’re a witch. ❜
❛ you idiot, what have you done now? ❜
❛ if you don’t want a man dead, don’t bludgeon him over the head repeatedly. ❜
❛ what a strange creature you are: don’t all peasant girls dream of princes and ballgowns?  ❜
❛ i could tell his frustration was that of a lover of beauty and perfection. ❜
❛ i should have known, strange things always happened to you. ❜
❛ i don’t know how to save him. ❜
❛ you impossible, wretched, nonsensical contradiction, what on earth have you done now? ❜
❛ living things don’t always stay where you put them. ❜
❛ magic was singing in me, through me. ❜
❛ there’s no kindness in offering false hope. ❜
❛ a few shadows slipped between your teeth. ❜
❛ kings don’t object to sharing once they’re dead. ❜
❛ he was a thing of alembics to me, library and laboratory. ❜
❛ i was still young and foolish enough at the time to believe myself and my magic likely to elicit admiration instead of alarm. ❜
❛ you tempted my selfishness and my pride at once. ❜
❛ will you cast it with me? ❜
❛ you aren’t a person, you are a lord and a wizard, a strange creature on another plane entirely, as far removed as storms and pestilence. ❜
❛ i wanted him to be human. ❜
❛ fortunately, i haven’t been nearly as stupid as you imagined. ❜
❛ i’m not going to give you a sword to fall on, if that’s what you insist on doing. ❜
❛ try not to borrow more folly than you already possess. ❜
❛ are you still incapable of recognizing a trap? ❜
❛ there’s a considerable distance between seeking perfection and irretrievable haste. ❜
❛ I didn’t feel sorry for him, but i understood him. ❜
❛ since you were a child, you’ve imagined yourself a hero out of legend. ❜
❛ she won’t embrace you. she won’t even know you. ❜
❛ i wanted all of it to burn. ❜
❛ put on your protection spell, as thickly as you can. ❜
❛ do you think i’d rather live like this? ❜
❛ it’s worse than dying… it’s worse. ❜
❛ you can’t heal absence. ❜
❛ stop looking like a frightened rabbit, sit up straight and smile. ❜
❛ what do you want? ❜
❛ success excuses all risks, surely. ❜
❛ what would you ask of your king? ❜
❛ i don’t like the way you go about getting the things you want. ❜
❛ they’re all vultures and he’s the lion. ❜
❛ you’re too young to be as strong as you are, that’s the trouble of it; you haven’t let go of people. ❜
❛ what is there besides people that’s worth holding on to? ❜
❛ you’re behaving like a child instead of a prince. ❜
❛ you already saved me. ❜
❛ we must put aside our mourning and our anger. ❜
❛ there’s always a price. ❜
❛ truth doesn’t mean anything without someone to share it with; you could shout truth into the air forever, and spend your life doing it, if someone doesn’t come to listen. ❜
❛ you learn to feel it less, or you learn to love other things. ❜
❛ stop disappearing before i have to put a bell on you. ❜
❛ i want you by me from now on. ❜
❛ you know we’ve already lost. ❜
❛ i wanted to stay angry at him a while longer, but i wanted the connection more. ❜
❛ i want to touch you, i want the crisp bite of your magic in my hands. ❜
❛ have you got any family left? ❜
❛ do you want me to go? ❜
❛ surely it’s not too much to ask a little patience. ❜
❛ let them cut me limb from limb first! ❜ 
❛ i’ll be sure to keep your tender sensibilities in mind next time. ❜ 
❛ come back to me. ❜ 
❛ will you come into the wood with me? ❜ 
❛ she was golden and stern, almost too beautiful to be living, and there was magic in my hands. ❜ 
❛ we are leaf and twig, nothing more. ❜ 
❛ but wanting cruelty felt like another wrong answer in an endless chain. ❜ 
❛ your sorrow and your fear will poison my roots. ❜ 
❛ you come and go like seasons, the winter that gives no thought to the spring. ❜ 
❛ we’re meant to go, we’re not meant to stay forever. ❜ 
❛ she’d remembered how to kill and how to hate, and she’d forgotten how to grow. ❜ 
❛ do you think the death of a witch turns all her works to dust? ❜ 
❛ come and meet my mother.  ❜ 
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dekoranevich · 3 years
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hello angels i’m still around it’s just been a busy couple of weeks and i’ve been mostly over at astoria’s blog. also i got a new tattoo so now that’s my entire personality. will be back in a few !!!
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GENYA SAFIN in SHADOW AND BONE
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preteen genya seeing zoya for the first time and developing a massive crush on her and carrying this energy well into adulthood whether or not the crush remains 
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Zoya and Genya my queens <3
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dekoranevich · 3 years
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so just as a general note, i can barely work photoshop, i only just learned how to use a psd and it took literal months of frustration and crying before i figured it out, and i’m not going to have any icons with added scars for post-s&s interactions. i’ll use daisy h.ead & sophie t.urner interchangeably depending on the thread, but until i have season two and daisy with the scars, you’ll have to use your imagination there, because i sure as fuck can’t do it myself. 
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@eterneaty​​ said: ❝ Only idiots aren’t scared of things that are scary. ❞ - from zoya! ( the cruel prince sentence starters | accepting )
"Of course,” Genya says with a nonchalance she doesn’t feel, “but perhaps we should reconsider what you call scary."
     Once, she’d hated Zoya’s quick wit and sharp tongue, the way she could locate any weakness and strike too quickly for anyone to defend themselves before they were wounded; once, she’d hated that there was someone who could make her feel so weak. She’s grateful for it now. No one else will call her an idiot with that inimitable blend of amusement and long-suffering indulgence. No one else will crack jokes about her scars and make her feel like a person again, rather than a collection of traumas and wounds that never quite seem to heal right. 
     She turns her good eye to Zoya and she offers up an approximation of a sympathetic smile, one that would do even Zoya proud. She’s getting her bite back. She thinks it’s thanks more to Zoya than anyone else. 
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     “A megalomaniacal warlord with a penchant for unspeakable brutality, no problem. Zoya hardly minds. Saints, she’ll berate anyone who’s too afraid to stand against certain death, but she has all the sympathy in the world for a few whimpering pilgrims afraid of a girl with a few scars.” Her eye twinkles with mischief. It feels good to have this sort of banter again. “Unless what you’re really afraid of is that I’ll tell you that your hair looks deader than the Genuine Fingerbones of Sankta Alina and that your split ends have split ends...? Don’t worry. I can fix it, if you can be brave.”
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@eterneaty​​ said: ❝ Maybe I am making all the wrong choices. ❞ - from alina! ( the cruel prince sentence starters | accepting )
There is something precious, she thinks, about a friendship that makes room for insecurity and fear. Vulnerability isn’t easy — not for herself, Genya knows, and nor for Alina. Then again, Alina’s stakes are higher ( much higher ); saviors and saints are rarely allowed the privilege of discomfort or unease or of simply not knowing what to do. 
     Unconsciously, she brings her fingers up to run along one of the raised scars along her jaw. Wrong choices have consequences. She knows that much as well as anyone.
     Genya clears her throat, her remaining eye lifting to the ceiling above them. “David said that on your first day back at the Little Palace, you split the ceiling and rather imperiously declared an end to herring breakfasts,” she says dryly. “I wish I could have seen it. You had no idea what you were doing then and you did it anyway. Why is this any different?”
     It’s different this time because Alina couldn’t leave the skiff in the Fold. It’s different this time because Alina could escape the battle but she couldn’t escape the aftermath, the weight of every death that might have been prevented had she chosen differently, had she somehow known more, known better. The Kettle is almost painfully warm around them, but she takes Alina’s hand in her own all the same. 
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     “You’re doing what needs to be done,” she says finally. “If it were easy to do, you’d be — ” Wrong. Not Alina, not her Alina, her friend, her ally. She’d be the Apparat, she’d be the King, she’d be the Darkling, any of the people who revel in having power and holding it above the lowly and the weak. There are moments when she thinks that perhaps the faithful are right. She’s never been particularly religious, but for Alina, she could be. 
     “Now, come here,” she says, voice firm but mirthful, even sweet. “The dark circles under your eyes have dark circles. They’ll start calling you the Patron Saint of Insomnia if you keep this up.”
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dekoranevich · 3 years
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xdarklingx​:
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𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘’𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐔𝐄. She’s a force and he values the skills she possesses, even if others dismiss her. She’s the way he’s gotten close to the royal family. There is that which is set in motion that cannot be undone. 
She wanted to know if he wished to slow it, this plan. This sickness that would–when the time was right–slay the cowardly fool who sat upon the throne now. The Darkling doesn’t respond. Yet. Too many variables to go over in his head, as he pondered each and every one, their weight and their worth. 
“ The time is approaching, ” he said, voice slow as he weighed the weight of his words. “ Soon, it will be ready. Alina grows stronger day by day– ” And when he’s ensured that she is with him, then the action will be made. The assault itself on the royal family will come about and Genya will have her vengeance. He has promised her that, and the Darkling intends on delivering everything. 
“ Slow down, but only for a week. Give him time to ‘recover’ and think all is well. ” After all, that will lessen any suspicion that might otherwise arise. “ Little by little, we will tear it all down. ” And end the wars once and for all. 
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She can count on one hand the people who look at her and see value, competence, anything more than the servant’s livery. Sartorial choices matter, and this one was effective: the Queen, she thinks grimly, has been an unwitting architect in her own destruction. All of them have. Every one of them who’s treated the white of her kefta as a sign that she is a thing; they’ve ensured her fury, but more than that, they’ve ensured that she won’t be seen, not really.
     But he sees, and it’s a comfort for now, to know that the person whose opinion of her matters most knows that she is valuable, competent, more. 
     “Do you think she’ll understand?” Genya asks after a beat, his orders heard and filed away; she could do with a rest as well. She still feels the pain of the lye on her skin, though she’s grown largely desensitized to much of it. “She grew up with otkazat’sya. She didn’t know she was one of us until so recently; she doesn’t know what this is like. Will she know that this needs to be done?”
     She’s a sweet girl, their Alina, optimistic and joyful — a little unbalanced, given the sheer magnitude of the changes around her, but finding her footing despite her fears otherwise. She has a good heart, one that still bleeds for her old life, and they’re hoping, praying that she’ll find some way to understand a war that has passed her by, unnoticed, for her entire life. “She’ll forget the tracker in time, and her friends from before, but she hasn’t known suffering here, only privilege. She hasn’t known what it is that needs to be stopped.”
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“I think for the longest time I didn’t have a real sense of myself. I had a bit of an identity crisis where I was playing all these people and I’d grown up faster than I probably should have done. A lot of my happiness now is to do with being with a person I’ve fallen in love with, who loves me more than he loves himself, and who wants to see me find my own happiness. That was probably the biggest thing that pushed me to find who I am — and find my happiness in things other than acting.”
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@xdarklingx​ said: ❝ Harden your heart. ❞ ( the cruel prince sentence starters | accepting )
She is trying. The world outside the palaces may be unforgiving but the world within is cruel; she can feel the queen’s fingers gripping her chin so tightly they leave bruises she has to cover, and she can feel eyes on her, always, always. She doesn’t think of the worst of it, if it can be helped, but it’s there. And if there were still a girl who could be wounded, a girl without walls around her heart buried somewhere within her, their Sun Summoner would be able to draw her out. 
     Alina is hurting, she wants to say, and I don’t like to see it, and I can’t give her answers, and I don’t want to lie to her anymore. But she hears his voice speaking over her own — promises of safety or promises of retribution. Reminders that she is necessary, she is valuable, she will never be powerless again once this has begin. 
     Harden your heart. Advice easier given than taken, she thinks, but Genya swallows hard, and she nods. Her only open ally, here, and she may alienate her before the real work can be done. 
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     After another beat’s silence Genya clears her throat. “The King has been feeling unwell lately,” she says, voice a little strained, but there’s a fierce pride in her eyes. ( It almost frightens her, how much she enjoys the suffering she can inflict herself. Retribution, indeed. ) “The effects are compounding. Should I slow down?”
     ( She is a soldier, awaiting instruction from her general. ) 
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                         * . ✧ THE CRUEL PRINCE ✧ . *
                                                 - STARTERS -
❝ If I cannot be better than them, I will become so much worse. ❞ ❝ Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. ❞ ❝ What could I become if I stopped worrying about death, about pain, about anything? ❞ ❝ Instead of being afraid, I could become something to fear. ❞ ❝ I can be charming. I charmed you, didn’t I? ❞ ❝ Do not expect others to share my depraved tastes. ❞ ❝ If you hurt me, I wouldn’t cry. I would hurt you back. ❞ ❝ I am going to keep on defying you. ❞ ❝ I promise you this is the least of what I can do. ❞ ❝ Let’s have a toast. To the incompetence of our enemies. ❞ ❝ I want to be part of the unfolding of the tale. ❞ ❝ Father, I am what you made me. ❞ ❝ Have I told you how hideous you look tonight? ❞ ❝ I will not stand in front of your happiness. I will not even stand in front of misery that you choose for yourself. ❞ ❝ I suppose I could love anyone. ❞ ❝ He’s flint, you’re tinder. ❞ ❝ There’s always something left to lose. ❞ ❝ How has the night been going for you? ❞ ❝ I am tired of caring. ❞ ❝ This is what you wanted, isn’t it? What you sacrificed everything for. Go on. It’s all yours. ❞ ❝ We don’t need to be good. But let’s try to be fair. ❞ ❝ Desire is an odd thing. As soon as it’s sated, it transmutes. ❞ ❝ I am weak. I am fragile. I am mortal. ❞ ❝ Yes, they frighten me, but I have always been scared, since the day I got here. ❞ ❝ This is absurd. This is awful. ❞ ❝ Only idiots aren’t scared of things that are scary. ❞ ❝ There’s safety in being awful. ❞ ❝ Show your power by appearing powerless. ❞ ❝ I like for things to happen, for stories to unfold. And if I can’t find a good enough story, I make one. ❞ ❝ I get why he chose her. I just wish she had chosen me. ❞ ❝ And yet, I don’t regret it now. ❞ ❝ What if the way I am is the way I am? What if, when everything else is different, I’m not? ❞ ❝ Go ahead. Insult me. ❞ ❝ So you’re going to say something nice? I don’t think so. ❞ ❝ It’s funny how you get under his skin. ❞ ❝ No one else bothers him quite the way that you do. ❞ ❝ The odd thing about ambition is this: You can acquire it like a fever, but it is not so easy to shed. ❞ ❝ Harden your heart. ❞ ❝ I am coming unraveled. I am coming undone. ❞ ❝ We may not die from age, but we grow weary with it. ❞ ❝ Love is a noble cause. ❞ ❝ No one expects us to have any honor. Everyone knows we lie. ❞ ❝ I want to win. I do not yearn to be their equal. In my heart, I yearn to best them. ❞ ❝ I have no marketable skills other than swinging around a sword and making up riddles, neither of which probably pay all that well. ❞ ❝ Maybe I am making all the wrong choices.   ❞ ❝ You think I don’t deserve him. ❞ ❝ I think you’re perfect for each other. ❞ ❝ My real skill lies in pissing people off. ❞ ❝ I am no murderer. ❞ ❝ You are nothing. You barely exist at all. ❞ ❝ He’s wrong about me. ❞ ❝ I do not understand why he likes me, but it is exciting to be liked. ❞ ❝ You really do want me. ❞ ❝ A lady of mystery! My very favorite kind. ❞ ❝ I hate him more than all the others. ❞
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Questions for Ada, Ijeoma Umebinyuo
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dekoranevich · 3 years
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crucial muse development questions.   send a number in my inbox to find out more about my character as a person  ( because often, the most important things about character development have nothing to do with their shoe size or netflix queue ).
what would completely break your character?
what was the best thing in your character’s life?
what was the worst thing in your character’s life?
what seemingly insignificant memories stuck with your character?
does your character work so they can support their hobbies or use their hobbies as a way of filling up the time they aren’t working?
what is your character reluctant to tell people?
how does your character feel about sex?
how many friends does your character have?
how many friends does your character want?
what would your character make a scene in public about?
for what would your character give their life?
what are your character’s major flaws?
what does your character pretend or try to care about?
how does the image your character tries to project differ from the image they actually project?
what is your character afraid of?
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