#wayward children sentence starters

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NONSENSE, LOGIC, WICKED, VIRTUE ↳ lines from the wayward children series (books 4-6) by seanan mcguire.

“There are many good things in the world, and each of them happens for the first time only once, and never again.”

“Sometimes 'fair' is bigger than just you. Sometimes ‘fair’ has to think about what’s best for everyone.”

“Following the rules didn't make you a good person, just like breaking them didn't make you a bad one.”

“Your name is your heart, and you don’t give your heart away.”

“No one serves their friends by grinding themselves into dust on the altar of compassion.”

“It is so often easy, when one has the luxury of being sure a thing will never happen, to be equally sure of one's answers.”

“Paperwork is a magic in and of itself. It makes spouses out of strangers, makes homes out of houses.”

“No one should have to sit and suffer and pretend to be someone they’re not because it’s easier, or because no one wants to help them fix it.”

“Hope is a vicious beast. It sinks in its claws and it doesn't let go.”

“New things are the best kind of magic there is.”

“Sometimes heroism is pressing on when the ending is already preordained.”

“Everyone is somebody’s bedtime story.”

“I know, I know, panic is fun, but sometimes revenge is better.”

“You're not tall, but you walk like you are.”

“Many things exist in a state of patient paradox, waiting for some change of circumstance to tilt them one way or the other.”

“Judging things based on their possibility wasn't a good way to stay alive.”

“When a scientist speaks, it behooves the ordinary soul to listen.”

“We have always held the land above the one who rules it.”

“If your friends would stop wanting you around because you’re not exactly like them, they’re not very good friends.”

“Having thumbs is sort of like having a magical sword no one can take away from you. It’s destiny!”

“We're all people here. We all get to have the same chance to save the world.”

“There’s nothing wrong with being limited, as long as you have people around to make sure those limitations don’t get you hurt. Or drenched.”

“I can be beautiful and limited at the same time.”

“Destiny had never been an option.”

“Anyone who answered a friend’s honesty with horror and rejection had never been a friend in the first place.”

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the blackout club -- sentence starters ( i ) :

feel free to change titles / pronouns / places where appropriate !

❝  how much damage could children do?  ❞ ❝  he cannot know. his family cannot know.  ❞ ❝  it can be saved... after it is caught.  ❞ ❝  surrender! and she will be... kind. ❞ ❝  report: the song is weak here.  ❞ ❝  a little noise?  ❞ ❝  children! she hears you now.  ❞ ❝  he knows this game. he always wins.  ❞ ❝  it is a child... they will not believe... give up.  ❞ ❝  he will find, he will forgive!  ❞ ❝  how long can it hold its breath?  ❞ ❝  the fear it feels... can be cured... ❞ ❝  the song is mercy. there are worse things in the dark!  ❞ ❝  too loud! not one of us!  ❞ ❝  voice? he found nothing, but judgement is yours.  ❞ ❝  why hide from the love of a god?  ❞ ❝  a joke at his expense? no one will tell him, as usual.  ❞ ❝  gone. the voice must be told.  ❞ ❝  she has other duties. but she knows what it did!  ❞ ❝  his insecurities! warping the song. unacceptable. ❞ ❝  these wayward children... are they even real?  ❞ ❝  add your voice to the song!  ❞ ❝  but it is safe! why run?  ❞ ❝  it is outnumbered. nowhere to go!  ❞ ❝  let her take your pain!  ❞ ❝  now we know! now we know!  ❞ ❝  they cannot outrun a dream!  ❞ ❝  this is love without the lie!  ❞ ❝  angel. he hears a wayward lamb.  ❞ ❝  she warns you. the angel knows.  ❞ ❝  yes. stay there. await the angel.  ❞ ❝  let go, child.  ❞ ❝  come home.  ❞ ❝  i have you... now.  ❞ ❝  and they shall play, side by side.  ❞ ❝  like us, now.  ❞ ❝  the angel awaits.  ❞ ❝  the voice... will know of -- this!  ❞ ❝  angel... we submit!  ❞ ❝  the wrath is come. what have they done?  ❞ ❝  dead. he cannot... he does not...!  ❞ ❝  rise! please! she needs you!  ❞ ❝  yes? ...new music?  ❞ ❝  he was not chosen, after all.  ❞ ❝  it teases her. why?  ❞

❝  as the world sleeps, i... talk to myself. and frankly, i'm delightful.  ❞ ❝  getting some background static here... could those ridiculous children have their own cell tower?  ❞ ❝  i did miss dreaming, at first. but the other night, i heard the voice repeating my words with countless mouths... that is the dream.  ❞ ❝  and i knew. it was all real. ❞ ❝  i should check the sonic fence, but -- i loathe it. ❞ ❝  maybe... my body remembers being a sleeper. such pain.  ❞ ❝  i want a transfer. maybe the woods. we have eyes on the highway... state border too.. do we have any hyper-vigilant hermits?  ❞ ❝  lots of hours blend together, but 5am has merits. you go home, lie next to her, and... well, pretend to sleep anyway.  ❞ ❝  no, ma'am, i did not meet any magical youth gangs tonight.  ❞ ❝  please, no red doors tonight. i always forget someone i know in there or... remember someone i don't.  ❞ ❝  qui-et. but hey, that's why we moved here. it's not the national radio party zone.  ❞ ❝  there's no way that my daughter's involved with that... 'club'. she tells me everything... ❞ ❝  they say that the... shape you can't see, got her. i wonder what it... does to them?  ❞ ❝  we're actively expected to think aloud, right?  ❞ ❝  ...well, i don't love that we're hunting down kids, even just to detain them. don't care if they are quote unquote 'dangerous'.  ❞ ❝  anyone else hear...?  ❞ ❝  gone, not my affair now.  ❞ ❝  heeeeeyy.  ❞ ❝  hel-looo, kiddo!  ❞ ❝  hey, we can do it this way, i've got all night. or, there's cocoa and a blanket, your call!  ❞ ❝  how did they do that?  ❞ ❝  i can hear you, kids!  ❞ ❝  if someone's here, come out!  ❞ ❝  i grew up here too, pal! i know what alone feels like! there are options!  ❞ ❝  i know how you feel! we can fix that together!  ❞ ❝  i know your parents, okay! in ways you don't. and they want you home safe!  ❞ ❝  i'll find you, then we'll talk.  ❞ ❝  i saw that!  ❞ ❝  is it the possession thing? we all have doubts, but our god can be measured, champ! it's in you, too!  ❞ ❝  is someone playing with me?  ❞ ❝  is that you, kid?  ❞ ❝  it's that damn kid!  ❞ ❝  keep making noise, pal! very helpful. ❞ ❝  lotta' noise there, kids!  ❞ ❝  no! i did not lose you! i...  ❞ ❝  no one cares like we do, okay!  ❞ ❝  no sleeper is that loud.  ❞ ❝  not gonna condescend here, you're a smart kid with some duuumb friends, but i can help.  ❞ ❝  okay, hide! we're your teachers, maybe your family... nowhere to go.  ❞ ❝  okay, kid. hard way it is.  ❞ ❝  sound the horns, old boy. the hunt is on.  ❞ ❝  so you are one of them...  ❞ ❝  so you like to be chased? fine.  ❞ ❝  they were right here!  ❞ ❝  those other kids... they don't care if you get hurt! we do.  ❞ ❝  unbelieveable.  ❞ ❝  was that a test?  ❞ ❝  what are you? 14? 15? you can turn this thing around!  ❞ ❝  who's in here?  ❞ ❝  you can hide from me... but not from them.  ❞ ❝  you got a brother, sister maybe? they know you're out here? maybe i can talk to them...  ❞ ❝  hey, kids? bottom line, we don't care about THINGS. we care about you.  ❞ ❝  really? we're just letting these vandals get away?  ❞ ❝  this looks deliberate. we'll just call you 'exhibit a'.  ❞ ❝  toddlers get frustrated, they break things. and you kids? you need a lit-tle nap.  ❞ ❝  you're young -- destruction is in your blood. i get it. let's talk!  ❞ ❝  damn kids have me shaking.  ❞ ❝  fine, but if i catch you again, i'll... (sighs).  ❞ ❝  my own echo. idiot.  ❞ ❝  no one. i thought... it was that invisible... thing.  ❞ ❝  nothing. i should report myself. i'm officially a risk.  ❞ ❝  report: hallucinations worse. if i could sleep, i'd... do that.  ❞ ❝  working too long, i guess... yeah. back to it.  ❞ ❝  come back, sport! i just wanna' talk!  ❞ ❝  don't run, bud! you could get hurt.  ❞ ❝  hey, come shake my hand!  ❞ ❝  let me take you home!  ❞ ❝  it doesn't have to hurt!  ❞ ❝  i know how you feel! we can fix that together!  ❞ ❝  it's okay! you won't remember this!  ❞ ❝  we are trying to help you!  ❞ ❝  where ya' going? gets mighty cold in the woods, kiddo!  ❞ ❝  where you going? i'm on your side!  ❞ ❝  yes, let's run. find your friends together!  ❞ ❝  you're hurting, but you don't have to!  ❞ ❝  you're in trouble, bud. let's get you out!  ❞ ❝  you are smarter than this! just stop!  ❞ ❝  hello, ma'am? yes. they're here. send it...  ❞ ❝  ma'am. we have them treed. do you happen to know a man with an axe?  ❞ ❝  sir. please send it here. it is needed. they're beyond our reach.  ❞ ❝  we need the uh... the big guns. yes. my position.  ❞ ❝  ah-aahh, you're slipping.  ❞ ❝  come home.  ❞ ❝  it's okay... it's okay.  ❞ ❝  i've got one!  ❞ ❝  let's go, child.  ❞ ❝  ey-ey. look at me. we're friends, right? yes.  ❞ ❝  it's better this way...  ❞ ❝  it's fine! you're not in trouble. you're home.  ❞ ❝  let me take allll that pain, okay, pal?  ❞ ❝  look at my eyes. right there. good.  ❞ ❝  shhh there, there. lucky little one.  ❞ ❝  there, isn't that more relaxing? 'course it is.  ❞ ❝  you're going to feel so much better.  ❞ ❝  you're safe, champ. it's alllll fine now.  ❞ ❝  how long -- can you -- keep this up...?!  ❞ ❝  get off me!  ❞ ❝  i will get free!  ❞ ❝  you can't do this!  ❞ ❝  help me find them. we need a full sweep.  ❞ ❝  here it comes, here it comes... don't look.  ❞ ❝  i'm loyal. the voice knows. please don't hurt me.  ❞ ❝  SPEAK-AS-ONE. SPEAK-AS-ONE. SPEAK-AS-ONE.  ❞ ❝  they're here. kids, yes, but dangerous. c'mon.  ❞ ❝  we are the eyes, they are the voice... and you are the hand.  ❞ ❝  well, kids... i hope it's quick.  ❞ ❝  how could this happen?  ❞ ❝  how! ...murderers. these children are murderers.  ❞ ❝  no, i'm so sorry. i should have been vigilant. i...  ❞ ❝  they killed one of us. they actually... they...  ❞ ❝  voice, as your humble host, i try to be strong, but don't our bodies... matter?  ❞ ❝  a call?  now?  ❞ ❝  huh, strange time for this.  ❞ ❝  hello? is that you, ma'am?  ❞ ❝  how are they getting these numbers?  ❞ ❝  idiocy. time to fire our crypto people.  ❞ ❝  i'll find you, kid. we'll laugh together.  ❞ ❝  what in the blue hell is that shit?  ❞

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The Oh Hellos ( self-titled EP - 2011 ) :: Sentence Starters

“ Hello, my old heart, how have you been? ”

“ I've been so worried, you've been so still... ”

“ Oh, don't leave me here alone! ”

“ Don't tell me that we've grown, for having loved a little while. ”

“ I want to find a home, and I want to share it with you. ”

“ Every day I add another stone to the walls I built around you to keep you safe. ”

“ How is it, being locked away? ”

“ Well, don't you worry, in there you're safe. ”

“ Nothing lasts forever, some things aren't meant to be. ”

“ You'll never find the answers until you set your old heart free. ”

“ I was born a restless, wayward child. I could hear the whole world calling me outside. ”

“ I had to see with my own eyes. ”

“ Take me home. ”

“ I know that I'm a weathered stone, but I owe it to my brothers to carry them home. ”

“ Oh, there is no power on earth or below that could ever break our hearts or shake our souls. ”

“ Cold is the night without you here, just your absence ringing in my ears. ”

“ Hard is the heart that feels no fear. ”

“ Long is the road that leads me home, and longer still when I walk alone. ”

“ Take this burden away from me, and bury it before it buries me. ”

“ Many are the days I've wanted to cease, lay myself down and find some relief. ”

“ Heavy is the head that gets no sleep. ”

“ We carry our lives around in our memories. ”

“ Steady is the hand that's come to terms with the lessons it has had to learn. ”

“ I've seen the things that I must do, but this road is meant for two. ”

“ Take my hand and set me free. ”

“ We’re climbing trees like we did when we were children, scaling walls that took us years to build. ”

“ Safe inside the walls we built, we found ourselves a home. ”

“ Higher branches, harder fall. Hesitation stops us all. ”

“ But heartache pales in comparison to love. ”

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[johnnymundano]

Prom Night (2008)

Directed by Nelson McCormick Screenplay by J.S. Cardone Music by Paul Haslinger Country: Canada, United States Running time: 88 minutes CAST Brittany Snow as Donna Keppel Scott Porter as Bobby Jessica Stroup as Claire Davis Dana Davis as Lisa Hines Collins Pennie as Ronnie Heflin Kelly Blatz as Michael Allen James Ransone as Detective Nash Brianne Davis as Crissy Lynn Kellan Lutz as Rick Leland Mary Mara as Mrs. Waters Ming-Na Wen as Dr. Elisha Crowe Johnathon Schaech as Richard Fenton Idris Elba as Detective Winn Jessalyn Gilsig as Aunt Karen Linden Ashby as Uncle Jack

Theft Alert: All images from IMDB

Donna Keppel (Brittany Snow; working hard here, bless) is the only survivor of a family massacre perpetrated by Richard Fenton (Johnathon Schaech; looking very Sean William Scott), a creepy teacher with a boner for her. Tonight Donna’s Prom Night is being held at a swanky hotel,  but tonight is also the night Richard escapes from The Home For Creepy Teachers With Wayward Boners. Everything you expect to happen happens, just a lot less interestingly than you would expect for a slasher movie, certainly for one that cost $20 million. Prom Night (2008) is like an experiment see if it possible to make a slasher flick so inoffensive and dumb it could be screened at tea time on The Disney®©™ Channel. It turns out it is in fact possible to make such a thing, but unfortunately no one would want to watch it. It actually makes you hanker for Prom Night (1980), as low-budget and timeworn as that disco slasher may well be.  

For starters, Prom Night (2008) is not a remake of Prom Night (1980) despite what anyone says. Fuck that noise, someone obviously just wanted to use the title. End. Of. They are both slasher movies which take place on Prom Night, but that’s it. I know this because I watched Prom Night (1980) recently for the first time, and last night I watched Prom Night (2008) for the last time. Prom Night (1980) has a mystery surrounding the identity of the killer, which keeps you awake and which also has a surprisingly strong emotional pay off, whereas in Prom Night (2008) we know who the killer is from the off, which is boring and has no pay off at all. Essentially then, this is the difference between the two, one is a bit amateurish but very entertaining, while the other is slick as snot on a door handle and as dull as ditch water. 

Ultimately only one Prom Night successfully evokes the youthful exuberance of the night in question, which is important as I am 50 and English, so I have no personal experience whatsoever of a Prom Night. Also: get off my lawn! Prom Night (1980) makes it look like a fantastically enjoyable event at which hormonally crazed kids dance enthusiastically to fantastically simplistic disco. Apparently the movie was shot with the cast dancing to real, popular disco hits until the makers realised you have to actually pay to use other people’s music (?!who knew!?). Being a bit strapped for cash they had the soundtrack composer Carl Zittrer cook up some home-made disco beats at roughly the same tempo so the visuals and sound would still gel. Carl Zitterer did an excellent job.  A bit too excellent in fact, since the similarity was still so pronounced a $10 million lawsuit was brought against the movie (and settled for $50,000 – phew!). A small price to pay for one of the most cheerful and fun dance sequences I’ve ever seen, particularly as I didn’t pay it. Prom Night (1980) is a decent slasher flick but the dance floor sequence is just pure joy.  Prom Night (2008) makes Prom Night look like a shit night club where nobody knows anyone else there; seriously, the interaction of the core group with everyone else, who they apparently have known for years, is ridiculously minimal. And the songs are the kind of heatedly sexual nursery rhymes I am generationally disposed to dislike. I just don’t get it, basically. You crazy kids! “Who’s your daddy? And is he rich like me?” isn’t so much a song lyric to me as a reason to call the sex police. And while technically the dancing in Prom Night (2008) is smoother, the dancing in Prom Night (1980) is more realistically ramshackle and energetic. 

Also, in Prom Night (1980) the killer, whoever they are, is refreshingly human (they slip on the slippery floor at one point, etc) but in Prom Night (2008) the killer is a tediously efficient killer; which is odd because he’s just a school teacher with a creepy boner for one of his female students, which explains none of his killing efficacy. By rights he should just be crying while wanking over the school yearbook, as I imagine most creepy schoolteachers with boners for their female students do. Maybe creepy schoolteachers with boners for their female students find that reductive and a little offensive of me, and that’s a real crying shame there, because the last thing I want to do is offend creepy teachers with boners for their female students. Every school has that one teacher who dates his female students “secretly”, and as the female student ages out of school he replaces her with a new female student. Maybe you are that guy. In which case you need to hear this: Dude, you are creepy. No one is impressed; they are creeped out. Preying on children is not cool. And if they are in school they are children, I don’t care how developed their chest is. A light prison sentence or some intensive therapy are what you need, creepy teacher dude, not high fives and Budweiser with the bros. (I do apologise for the fact I went to school in the 1970s leading to my not acknowledging that creepy schoolteachers can also be female, and the students being creeped on can be both female and male; with any combination of gender being creeper and creeped upon. I guess everyone sex creeping on everyone else, well, that’s progress? Well done, everyone. Personally I would have tried to phase out the whole creepy-schoolteacher-with-a-boner-for-their-student thing but I guess expanding it across the gender spectrum is certainly one way to go.)

In terms of cast Prom Night (1980) only really has Jamie Lee Curtis and Leslie Nielsen as “names” but everyone is okay, and the characters are all quite quirky and sympathetic. Prom Night (2008) might not have many “names” but it has a far more professional level of acting, which is a win for it. But, alas, while there are real actors in Prom Night (2008) and they all try hard with what they are given, what they are given is so lacklustre and generic it is dismaying how much effort they probably had to put in just to make the characters seem as bland as they do. There’s the black couple; he’s good at sports, she’s a bit sassy. There’s the co-dependant bickering couple; he’s controlling and drinks too much, she’s whiny and, well, she’s just whiny. The gym teacher is sparky and enthusiastic like absolutely no gym teacher I’ve ever met in my half a decade existence, but very like every gym teacher in American high school set shows on Nickleodeon. The most interesting character is Detective Nash, and that’s only because James Ransone appears amusingly miscast; unless a cop who resembles Christian Bale if he was a candleblogger is your idea of a movie cop.  Obviously that’s nobody’s idea of a movie cop, luckily though Idris Elba knows what everyone expects from a Movie Cop and delivers it with lightly self-parodic gusto. Of course   Idris Elba is unarguably a charismatic screen presence; I know that because most of the things I’ve seen him in are godawful but he is always a pleasure. Maybe it’s just unfortunate choices on my part and I’m actually missing a string of entertainment pearls starring Idris Elba, even so Prom Night (2008) would come in on the poopy side of the mark sheet. But, again, even in something as poopy as Prom Night (2008) Idris Elba is fun. Here he’s The Big City Cop so he walks like he’s prolapsed and rasps his dialogue like he regularly gargles lava-hot cawfee. The enthusiasm Elba invests in playing this poorly written part makes up a bit for the utter idiocy of the character. Ultimately though nothing could distract from Detective Winn’s stupidity, so colossally boneheaded are his actions in the movie.

Prom Night (2008) seems to take place in an alternate universe where every authority figure is a moron. In a better slasher flick this might be a genuine attempt at a point, but here it’s just bad writing. Sure, you might think that everyone in authority in the universe we actually inhabit is a moron, and at this point in history you would have a strong case, counsellor. Exhibit one being our current lying coward of a Prime Minister (I write this in the year 2020). But the authority figures in Prom Night (2008) are actually more excessive in their cretinous obliviousness than even that lying shyster. Having (eventually) realised that the killer is loose Idris Elba visits Donna’s guardians, who decide not to bring her home immediately or have her placed in police custody for her own protection, because it might “embarrass her” in front of her friends and put a big downer on this magical night of awful dresses, terrible music and light fingerbanging. Idris Elba, a policeman remember, goes along with this, which is kind of epically dumb, but then he raises the dumbness stakes by going to the Hotel Swank to keep an eye on Donna. Literally. He actually stands by a bit of silver scaffold in the dance hall for hours, and stares at the back of her head, occasionally rubbing the top of his own head and pursing his lips. Incredibly this does nothing to locate and apprehend the killer, who is merrily killing staff and guest alike at his own convenience. Idris Elba even asks at the desk if they have seen the killer, even showing them a picture (which is some amazing police work for Prom Night (2008)). But when asked by the desk clerk if he should be concerned Idris Elba says ”no”. Later when the fact that the killer is in the hotel killing people can’t even be avoided by Idris Elba he pulls the fire alarm and the entire hotel decants chaotically onto the street. Because there’s absolutely no way the killer could get out unnoticed during that, right? Absolutely no way at all. Nu-uh! Essentially most of the people in Prom Night (2008) who die do so because Idris Elba’s character has all the brains of a shoe.

And a lot of people do die in Prom Night (2008), but don’t get too excited slasher flick fans, because it doesn’t really feel like it because the kills are largely inoffensive stuff; which in a slasher movie is kind of offensive in itself. Prom Night (2008)  tries to distract from the lack of splatter with sudden bursts of convulsive editing which just makes it look like the killer is over amorously cuddling people to the floor, or re-enacting his favourite Super Bowl tackles. The only clue that his victims are dead comes later when we get to see the body with some dainty little red marks on their clothes. So averse is Prom Night (2008) to actually getting bloody that one character has their throat slashed and so little claret splashes it’s preposterous. If you were asleep next to somebody with their throat cut you’d wake up sodden in the red stuff, you wouldn’t have to turn them over to discover they were dead. Maybe Prom Night (2008) should have invested some of that $20 million in a medical professional acting as a consultant to tell them that throat wounds tend to, you know, bleed profusely since it’s all the blood inside you coming out of that new hole that kills you. Okay, sometimes it’s the shock of blood loss that offs you but, whatever, there’s a lot of blood involved. There is, I admit, one artfully shot kill where an arc of blood spatters a sheet of plastic but mostly the effects in Prom Night (2008) are less Tom Savini and more Tom and Jerry.

Sadly then, when it comes to this particular Prom Night (2008) you’re better off staying at home and washing your hair.

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[loki-god-of-menace]

❝ It’s safe here. ❞

CARING SENTENCE STARTERS || Accepting!

“…I know.” He whispered, painfully earnest, as if he truly did know that they were safe, but could not, for all his intellectual acknowledgement of the same, make his mind believe. He looked as much ready to bolt as he did ashen and shaken, and he shivered down from the precipice of panic slowly and silently, eyes stilled fixed on some indeterminable point on the horizon.

Coming back to Asgard had been everything he wanted and yet nothing that he wanted, all at once. He had wanted it, desperately, feverishly. He would have surrendered or broken or something worse if they had not managed to find him. But things were not the same, or, perhaps more accurately, he was not. He had tried blaming it, if only for a brief time, on anything except himself, but that short-lived torch of anger had burn out long ago. He knew he was different; Thanos, or His children by proxy and orders, had stripped much of the old him away, and what he had become was someone - something - else.

His place in Asgard was hole into which he no longer fit; an empty space in a puzzle that he’d been too mangled to complete. The truth of his heritage, the reality of everything that had been a lie, only worsened the estrangement.

And he did not know how to fix any of it.

Then there were the new things. Nightmares were not something with which he was unfamiliar, but these were something worse, something violent. He managed to not look completely exhausted when his presence was, rarely now, needed at some function. Simply for appearances. To prove that ‘everything is as it was’ and the wayward prince has come to heel again at Odin’s side. But he felt it. He told himself his bitter thoughts were his own, and not the product of time spent having his mind disassembled and his memories twisted until he wept for them to stop because he did not know what was real.

He told himself he was angry entirely on his own volition, because Odin had lied to him, but he felt a strange, bone-deep mixture of vitriol and submission every time Odin spoke to him and that horrified him.

Asgard was his home again, but was it? Could it be?

Feeling safe was an entirely other matter and, except when he was drifting off to sleep in Sigyn’s arms, a distant kind of fantasy. It was not so much that threats actually loomed as it was that his skin seemed to never stop crawling. Noises and movements and everything seemed all the more unbearable now and it simply was not safe.

His shoulder finally stopped shaking. The desperation of moments before waned, and he seemed to slump. A steadied himself with a hand on his desk. “Thank you, Sigyn. I know-…” He turned, looking weary, though not half as much as he felt. “that it is safe here. At least-” it is with you.

“I cannot seem to feel that way. I… want to. I used to.” His gaze snapped back to her. It softened, visibly, and some of the tension in his expression seemed to leave. “I will be all right.”  He murmured, “Thank you, for always being here, even when I am… less than easy to keep company with.”

#sigynhealerofasgard #ask #never alone verse #tw: ptsd

[ofmenandangelsa]

            To put it simply: Ragnor had faked his death. He was never an idiot, never claimed to be, but some assumed that this was the case despite that fact. He knew that where Magnus Bane and a Herondale came, trouble would soon follow. Yes, Ragnor was well aware that at that time Jace didn’t know he was a Herondale, but if we’re being honest, would he not be able to tell a Herondale when he saw one? Again, read the second sentence. 

             Ragnor had been prepared, and when he wondered up the staircase to fetch the Book of White for the children and his oldest friend, he could sense that something was off. Upon falling off the balcony, wound gashed along his neck, he knew that he could easily survive this. He had, after all, survived far worse things during his uncountable years on this Earth. But Ragnor also knew that he wanted to avoid whatever drama Magnus and his wayward Nephilim were about to drag him into, and he was certain that Magnus would be able to help Jocelyn without him. After all, Magnus was the smartest person he knew, apart from Cat, obviously. 

            Lying in Magnus’ arms was the hardest part–the look on his best friend’s face, the tears in his eyes, God, it made Ragnor’s chest ache like nothing else had before, but he stayed the course, forcing his heart to seem still, and breathe without breathing, with a certain kind of magic he never thought he’d have to use again, and watched, motionless, as Magnus wept over his supposed corpse. There was nothing he regretted more than that, out of it all, if he were to be honest. 

               That’s why he visited Magnus afterward–he knew the other thought it was a vision, but it wasn’t–Ragnor was there in the flesh and giving his brother advice like he always had. He knew that if he just pushed him now, he could disappear and perhaps never return again. Ragnor couldn’t leave him, however, if he knew he wouldn’t open up and let himself feel. Even if it was for a rather stupid Nephilim, but he digresses. 

           Except, now he missed them. Them being the people–Ragnor was a rather social creature, despite him having issues with most people, and he knew that if he stayed in hiding that he would calcify like the best of his kind. So, without much preamble, Ragnor strode into the New York Institute, flinging the doors open and walking about as if he owned the place. He would visit his immortal friends, but to be quite honest was a coward and couldn’t face them yet, not after what he’d done. Instead, he would prove to these half-angel fools what ostentatious really meant. 

               Approaching the first one he could see, “Ragnor Fell, charmed, I’m sure. I’m here to see the man fantastic enough to bring Magnus Bane’s heart back from behind its walls.”

               // OPEN STARTER - RAGNOR FELL 

#☆ though you’ll walk in daylight darkness will follow ➵ open starter #☆ you’ve reached the voicemail of magnus bane. don’t leave a message at the tone. i’m centuries old and even i think it’s outdated. ➵ queue #// long post

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NONSENSE, LOGIC, WICKED, VIRTUE ↳ lines from the wayward children series (books 1-3) by seanan mcguire.

"we notice the silence of men. we depend upon the silence of women."

"she was a story, not an epilogue."

"their love wanted to fix her, and refused to see that she wasn't broken."

"this world is unforgiving and cruel to those it judges as even the slightest bit outside the norm."

"hope is a knife that can cut through the foundations of the world."

"the mountain was as powerful as the tide, just...in a different way."

"i am a genius of infinite potential and highly limited patience. people shouldn’t try me so."

"death was precious. that didn't change the fact that life was limited."

"nobody gets to tell me how my story ends but me."

"some adventures require nothing more than a willing heart and the ability to trip over the cracks in the world."

"every choice feeds every choice that comes after, whether we want those choices or no."

"time is the alchemy that turns compassion into love..."

"hope only got you hurt. hope was her least favourite thing, of all the things."

"it can be easy, in the end, to forget that children are people, and that people will do what people will do, the consequences be damned."

"beauty was all the brighter against a background of briars."

"there is kindness in the world, if we know how to look for it. if we never start denying it the door."

"that's why people shouldn't get too hung up on labels. sometimes i think that's part of what we do wrong. we try to make things make sense, even when they're never going to."

"adults can still tumble down rabbit holes and into enchanted wardrobes, but it happens less and less with every year they live."

"nobody promised me a happy ending. they didn’t even promise me a happy existence."

"we’re all puzzle boxes, skeleton and skin, soul and shadow."

"grave robbing was still viewed as socially inappropriate, and doing it when the sun was up was generally viewed as unwise."

"i never saved the day. i never challenged the gods."

"i still am a mermaid. i just have my scales under my skin now."

"i like existing. i'm not ready to unexist just because of stupid causality."

"elsewhere was a legend and a lie, until it came looking for you."

"you are not a cake, you are a human being, and I can see your vagina."

"everything fell apart."

"the children disliked pretending to be ordinary delinquents, sent away by their parents for starting fires or breaking windows, when really they had been sent away for slaying dragons and refusing to say that they hadn’t."

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