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the incessant ringing of his voice played over and over like a favorite song in her head; one you couldn’t shut up or stop singing along to. the tune played forward and backwards as if she riding an endless carousel. “your presence s i c k e n s me.” pesky fingers balled into fists as she threw another hit, aiming all her force in his ribs with one blow. his scent was intoxicating, and she couldn’t get enough of it, but would he ever know that? of course not. the erasing of her emotions left her cold and bitter, though she wasn’t naive to her recent feelings for him that tried their best to surface. hate and agony cascaded everything overall if anything. “tell me how much you love me, Syth. you think you can change my will? time’s have changed, baby. the litharinia you knew is GONE.”

                    ^{and  in  a  matter  of  seconds,  he  could  feel  his  walls  rise  around  him  as   POISONOUS  WORDS   shot  out  from  her.  never  once  caring  about  who  they  were  aiming  for  ;  yet  had  she  ever  cared  ?  as  long  as  she  had  her  point  was  made,  she  had  no  use  of  explaining  herself.  and  never  once  had  he  ever  wanted  her  to  do  so,  but  he’d  be  damned  if  someone  were  to  take  her  from  him.   NOT  WHEN  HE  HAD  HER  FIRST,   before  anyone  else.  but  he  knew  allowing  her  to  hit  him  wouldn’t  make  matters  any  better.  fingers  wrapped  around  her  wrist  firmly  as  feet  brought  him  behind  her,   SECURING   her  wrist  tightly  by  her  neck.    ❛  if  my  PRESENCE  SICKENS  YOU  so  much,  why  are  you  still  wasting  your  time  then  ?  answer  me  that,  hm.  ❜    lips  rested  sweetly  against  her  ear  before  letting  her  go;   DISTANCE  FORMING  BETWEEN  THEM.   tongue  slipping  between  bloodied,  torn  lips;  cleaning  them  of  the  sanguine  liquid  that  oozed.  it  was  a  taste  he  grew  accustomed  to.    ❛  cause  if  this  so-called   NEW  LITHARINA   took  over  the  old  one,  she  would’ve  left  by  now.  just  like  the  rest  !  ❜}

mr. and mrs. smith - sentence meme pt. 1 

faithguided:

maneuvercd:

ofhybrids-archive-deactivated20:

“I guess that’s what happens in the end, you start thinking about the beginning.”
“I never told you, but I was married once before.”
“It was just a drunken Vegas thing.”
“Oh, that’s better. That’s much better.”
“Happy endings are just stories that haven’t finished yet.”
“Your aim’s as bad as your cooking sweetheart…and that’s saying something.”
“Don’t tell me how to handle my wife.”
“Tell me you got smart and that you killed that lying bitch.”
“Guess that was just wishful thinking.”
“Still alive, baby?”
“We have an unusual problem here.”
“You obviously want me dead, and I’m less and less concerned for your well-being.”
“Dance with me.”
“It was just my cover, sweetheart.”
“Wait, why do I get the girl gun?”
“It’s called evasive driving, sweetheart!”
“Hiya, stranger.”
“You burn the picture after you get the assignment! It’s the first thing you learn!”
“Oh, I must have missed that lesson. Just like you missed the one about not marrying the enemy!”
“If you don’t like them we can take them back.”
“You’ll get used to them.”
“That vacation in Aspen, you left early, why?”
“Damn, I wanted him.”
“These fuckers get younger every year.”
“Any last words?”
“The new curtains are hideous.”
“I thought I told you not to bother me at the office, honey.”
“I have a thoery, newly developed.”
“I’m think you killed us.”
“Why do you care? I was just a cover.”
“Who says you were just a cover?”
“Ask us the sex question.”
“Oh, look. More desert.”
“Web of lies!”
“I missed you.”
“That’s the second time you’ve tried to kill me today.”
“Oh, come on, it was just a little bomb.”
“Come on, let’s talk about this! You don’t want to go to bed angry!”
“What’s new?”
“My parents died when I was five. I’m an orphan.”
“Who was that kind fellow who gave you away at our wedding?”
“I can’t believe I brought my real parents to our wedding.”
“Sweetheart…?”
“You want it? It’s yours.”
“There’s a huge space between us, and it just keeps filling up with everything we don’t say to each other.”
“Option A: You talk, we listen, no pain. Option B: You don’t talk, I remove your thumbs with my pliers, it will hurt. Option C: I like to vary the details a bit but the punchline is…you die.”
“Can I have a soda or a juice or…”
“Ok, that was a nice shot.”
“What? You’re looking for a job or something?”
“You are the job.”
“They’re bulletproof!”
“We’ll talk about this later.”
“You saying you had your ass handed to you by some girl?”
“You really expect me to roll over and play dead?”
“Well, you should be used to it after five years of marriage.”
“Come to daddy.”
“Who’s your daddy now?”
“We should so not be allowed to buy these.”
“On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate the happiness of your marriage?”
“Tempting but I don’t get out of bed for less than half a million dollars.”
“I realise you witnessed the Mrs. and I working through a few domestic issues.”
“That’s regrettable but don’t take that to be a sign of weakness, that would be a mistake on your part.”
“Maybe it’s not such a good idea to undermine me in front of the hostage - sends a mixed message.”
“Mistake on your part.”
“Baby, you couldn’t find the button with both hands and a map.”

                    ^{slightly  calloused  fingertips  grazed  along  his  bloodied  lips,  emerald  hues  locked  onto  hers.    (  the  same  ones  that  held  his   BLACKENED  HEART   or  what  was  left  of  it.  )    it  was  a  wicked  game  of  their  sanity.  the  longer  he  tried  to  fix  things,  the  stupider  he  felt  but  somehow,  he  still  fought.  regardless  of  how   FUCKED  UP   they  were,  it  was  fate;  even  if  she  pushed  the  idea  aside  countless  times.    ❛  you  know,  the  more  you   IGNORE  ME,   the  more  annoyin’  i’m  going  to  be,  lith.  ❜    she  could  throw  as  many  punches  as  she  wanted  to   SCARE  HIM  OFF   or  show  him  strong  she  was  without  him.  there  he  was,  still  standing  before  her   —   bloodied  lip  and  all.  his  infamous,  sarcastic  chuckle  fell  between   lips  to  mask  the  tension  his  body  held  so  dear.    ❛  punch  me,  kick  me,  fuckin’   SLICE  ME  OPEN   for  all  i  care.  guess  where  i’m  gonna  be  standing  ?  right  here.  ❜  //  @litharinia} 

litharinia:

Even with the recent compulsion to wither away her emotions, he still somehow always brought her walls down. Words didn’t even have to be exchanged to take a large hit at the kingdom. No, all he had to do was simply look at her and it was over. No magic spell on earth could take that away, especially not by Alexian’s hand. “Syth… You have to.” Every emotion that hit her was overwhelming: pain, guilt, sorrow, hate, and even love. For months now she had spent her days alone, absent in her own mind, without a single, lingering feeling crawling up her arm. The sensation felt like she was out in a tidal wave… stuck. The vicious water ripping her back and forth. 

A quiet, itching voice called to her, ‘Don’t you DARE fall into his trap. He left you- TWO times now. You promised you would hate him. WHY AREN”T YOU HATING HIM?!’

“I can’t hate you… No matter what you do, I can’t hate you. Why can’t I hate you?” She took a few steps back and sunk into the large, plush chair behind her just as she tripped, the furniture catching her fall. Balling her firsts, she dug her own nails into the inside of her hand, cutting into the skin with blood staining between her fingers.

          He was okay before all of this. He didn’t a hint of GUILT or SORROW when he was away because he repressed all memories of them. It was the only way he could handle with the distance between them. But even then, from time to time, he could envision that night in Silvermoon as if it were yesterday. The moment they confessed their feelings for one another ( & the moment when he lost his sense of self when he looked into her eyes ).  ❛ I don’t have to do anything ! ❜ His voice was firm as his beliefs were that she needed support of her emotions or else, she’d go insane. Utterly insane.

          Emerald hues watched her walk away until she fell into the chair behind her as blood slid down her fingers. He could feel his heart rattle within his chest, pain piercing through each heartbeat until he found himself kneeling before her with hands gently placed upon her knees. Hesitation swept across his entire form until he glanced up to her, meeting eye level with the scent of her blood lingering between them. ❛ Same reason why I can’t hate you. Don’t you remember that night in the city? The words we exchanged? That’s why and you know it. ❜    

                    Her words left him with an uneasy feeling within the pit of his stomach. His eyes squinted as he tried to figure out who this little birdy was but not a single face came to mind that could’ve made a connection before he lifted his chin from gloved digits. An amused expression quickly appeared along his face before their eyes met once again. ❛ I’m not sure what kind of fun you’re speaking of but if it’s fancy balls where stuck up nobles judge one another and bicker about politics? ❜ He leaned a little closer and lowered his voice to mere whisper, a sly smirk on his lips. ❛ Count me out, sweetheart. ❜  //  @taintcdtouch ; continued from here.

                    He couldn’t believe the words that came out of her mouth, even when he tried his hardest to show that hatred was never a feeling he’d have for her — even if they did separate for MONTHS. ( and of course, that was his own doing. ) The weight of the world pressed against his chest the longer he watched her. He knew there had to be an internal war beneath her visage. As the same happened underneath his own. His heart and his pride, an eternal battle that never ended well .. especially when it came down to her. The very vice that broke his old ways or so he hoped, even to this day. It took everything in him not to wrap his arms around her and soothe away the pain. 

                    But the moment she closed the gap between them, he felt his walls surround him and his heart grow a thick layer of ice for the sake of his own sanity. His body tensed underneath her touch into pure titanium though his eyes never left hers. He was a walking paradox underneath her gaze. Eyes spoke words of the soul, truthful and raw, yet his body screamed of his unwavering fight to never fall. His lips parted slightly but not a single word was spoken, let alone was a sound made. He was speechless but his actions spoke louder than what he could ever say to her. A step was taken away from her meanwhile his hands moved to grab hers, lowering them off of his face to feel her lithe fingers against his own. If that was what she wanted, then she’d have to dig deeper for such words. ❛ You want me to hate you, is that it? You want to go about your days thinking that I hate you? ❜  // continued from here.

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          In a fluent motion, a brow arched to its highest peak as soon as he heard the woman’s voice. It was one he’s never heard before, let alone had it posed as a threat to him. ( but as he’s heard plenty of times —— never judge a book by its cover, right? ) Arms crossed against his chest as he eyed the woman up and down. There was no need to hide it. She initiated the conversation, now it was his queue to see if this would be worthy of anything for HIS BENEFIT.

          ❛ Alexian, hm. I’m Sythaeryn but call me Syth. ❜ With a slight nod of his head, a cordial smile crept across his lips. ❛ It’s a pleasure. So what is this .. issue that we have in hand? I never did like small talk, so whatever it is you have in mind, tell me. Let’s not try to waste both of our precious time on nonsense or better yet, bullshit. ❜ // @taintcdtouch ‘ ♥.

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• litharinia

litharinia-deactivated20170610

"Tell me you don't love me. Tell me you hate me. It'll be easier this way... for the both of us."

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                    _{❛  is  that  what  you  want  ?  ❜   there  was  no  other  way  he  could’ve  seen  this  all  going.  distance  caused  this  mess.  the  warmth  that  used  to  be  between  them  within  the  midst  of  the  night,  the  foreign  feeling  of  his}  COLD  HEART   _{becoming  warm  went  missing  as  soon  as  he  left  her.  he  had  his  reasons  but  this  wasn’t  the  time  to  explain  himself.  not  here,  not  now.} 

                    _{his  jaw  clenched  as  emerald  hues  stared  deeply  into  hers,  piercing  their  eyes  into  her  soul  that  she  guarded  so  well.  he  could  feel  the  stainless  steel  that  surrounded  her  heart  just  by  her  words,  yet  he  could’ve  sworn  there  was  still  some  kind  of}   HOPE.   _{or  was  it  nothing  more  than  a  mirage  in  the  middle  of  two  monsters  ?  the  shadows  playing  mere  tricks  on  his  mind  as  he  stood  before  her,  stopping  himself  from  reaching  for  her   ..   just  to  close  this  gap  between  them.}

                    _{❛  so,  telling  you  a  lie  is  better  than  to  hear  the  truth  because  you  can’t  handle  it,  litharinia.  ❜    even  the  sound  of  her  name  left  a  bittersweet  taste  on  the  back  of  his  tongue  but  he  held  his  own  as  she  did.  he  wouldn’t  dare  break  before  her.   (   a  king  would  never  do  so.   )   ❛   you  can’t  handle  the  truth  and  you  know  that  !  that’s  why  you’re  telling  me  this}  BULLSHIT.   _{you  think  you  can  just  brainwash  me  into  believing  that}   I  HATE  YOU   _{and  that  i  don’t}  LOVE   _{you  ?  no,  fuck  that   ——   i’ll  be  damned  if  you  think  ..  for  a  fraction  of  a  second  that  i’m  going  to  give  into  your  little  fuckin’  game.   ❜  //  @litharinia ‘ ♥.}

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• litharinia