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❛ We forgive each other then? ❜ for Anna from Orange @sickfcks
interview with the vampire (1994) sentence starters , @sickfcks
her mouth wrings together for a moment, nose wrinkling – ice cream still smudged along her cheek from seconds previous, where his cone had accidentally dipped from his mouth to smear across her face. consideration for the truce he was calling, her own saccharine sweet treat dangling in her fingers, mere centimeters away from staining his beard with red velvet ice cream.
“ do we? ” she asks, quirk of her brow, threat hanging in the low tone of her voice, before her hand moves – shifting forward to smear ice cream along his jaw, a rolling giggle emitted from her lips not long after.
it was easy with him, it always had been. like curling into her favorite blanket to watch a movie on a sunday afternoon – simple, without the need to feel worried or terrified of what came after. the after was as it had been for months now, anna shifting closer to run her tongue along the ice cream that stains his face, knowing the blush that will settle along his cheeks will only make him look all the more handsome in the afterglow of the sun, before her lips graze against his; soft, sweet, sticky.
“ maybe now we do. ”
@50yds said: you were right there ! don't tell me you did nothing !
the guilt rattles in her chest. a trembling hand curled around her bow, an attempt at steadying herself as she steels herself to meet her nephew's gaze. she'd told herself she would not cry in front of him, that she would be the adult presence he'd needed – the unwavering rock he'd undoubtedly need in the wake of hearing of his father's death. but she'd not been prepared to hear him accost her so. deservedly, alysanne decides – her arrow too late to save her brother's life, his child now left to her; and who was she, but barely old enough to be considered a woman herself?
the shaky exhale that precedes the heavy footfalls of her boots across the floor is one she hopes he does not hear, her hand pressing out onto his shoulder. “ i did all that i could do, benji. ” lips made into a thin line, a chant in her head over and over again that she would not cry. “ an eye for an eye, lord bracken no longer breathes. i – should have been quicker. ” it was not often that aly admitted to her own faults, that she took measure to state her own faults, but now was as good a time as any. for the only person who would ever deserve to hear them.
“ i'm sorry. ” a sniffle, before she brushes the back of her hand against her cheeks, and muscles benjicot into her arms for a hug, whether he is willing or not. “ if it is your wish, i will slaughter every last bracken until my fingers bleed. ”
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INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE (1994) SENTENCE STARTERS
❛ So you want me to tell you the story of my life. ❜
❛ What were you going to do? Kill me, drink my blood? ❜
❛ I'm flesh and blood, but not human. I haven't been human for 200 years. ❜
❛ I couldn't bear the pain of their loss. I longed to be released from it. ❜
❛ You lack the courage of your convictions. Do it! ❜
❛ Don't be afraid. I'm going to give you the choice l never had. ❜
❛ Your body's dying. Pay no attention. It happens to us all. ❜
❛ No words can describe it. Might as well ask Heaven what it sees. No human can know. ❜
❛ You'll get used to killing. Just forget about that mortal coil. You'll become accustomed to it, all too quickly. ❜
❛ There's nothing in the world now that doesn't hold some...Fascination. ❜
❛ The dark gift is different for each of us. But one thing is true of everyone. We grow stronger as we go along. ❜
❛ That's more like it! Anger! Fury! ❜
❛ Remember: Life without me would be even more unbearable. ❜
❛ You must know something about the meaning of it all. ❜
❛ They know about us. They watch us dine on empty plates and drink from empty glasses. ❜
❛ Forgive me if I have a lingering respect for life. ❜
❛ Perfect! Just burn the place! Burn everything we own! Have us living in a field, like cattle! ❜
❛ What if there is no Hell? Or they don't want us there? Ever think of that? ❜
❛ You're in love with your mortal nature. You resist what can bring you peace. ❜
❛ We're predators, whose all-seeing eyes give them detachment! ❜
❛ It's your coffin, enjoy it. Most of us never get to know what it feels like. ❜
❛ Kill them swiftly if you will, but do it! For do not doubt you are a killer! ❜
❛ My philosopher. My martyr. "Never take a human life.” ❜
❛ Pain is terrible for you. You feel it like no other creature, because you're a vampire. ❜
❛ Evil is a point of view. God kills indiscriminately, and so shall we. ❜
❛ A little child, she was. But also a fierce killer, now capable of the ruthless pursuit of blood with all a child's demanding. ❜
❛ Remember, never in our home! ❜
❛ Time can pass quickly for mortals when they're happy. With us, it was the same. The years flew by like minutes. ❜
❛ More melancholy nonsense. You grow more like [name] daily! ❜
❛ Do you want me to be a doll forever? ❜
❛ Can't I change like everyone else? ❜
❛ Be glad I made you what you are. You'd be dead now if I hadn't. ❜
❛ You will never grow old. And you will never die. ❜
❛ I thought of all the things I'd done and couldn't undo. And I longed for one second's peace. ❜
❛ He will never let us go. ❜
❛ What is it now? You irritate me. Your very presence irritates me! ❜
❛ Is that supposed to frighten me? ❜
❛ I came to make peace with you. Even though you're the father of lies. I want things to be as they were. ❜
❛ Why do you say such things? ❜
❛ I promise I'll get rid of the bodies. ❜
❛ We forgive each other then? ❜
❛ Good night, sweet prince. May flights of devils wing you to your rest. ❜
❛ Should we burn him? Bury him? What would he have liked? ❜
❛ You've been a very, very naughty little girl. ❜
❛ We deserve your vengeance. ❜
❛ For what could the damned really have to say to the damned? ❜
❛ There are no vampires in Transylvania? No Count Dracula? ❜
❛ I've searched the world for an immortal and this is what I find! ❜
❛ No one will harm you. I won't allow it. ❜
❛ Vampires who pretend to be humans pretending to be vampires. How avant-garde. ❜
❛ Do you know what it means to be loved by Death? ❜
❛ You die when you kill. You feel you deserve to die and you stint on nothing. ❜
❛ But perhaps...this is the only real evil left. ❜
❛ I know nothing of God. Or the Devil. I have never seen a vision, nor learned a secret that would damn or save my soul. ❜
❛ You fear too much. So much you make me fear. ❜
❛ There is but one crime among us vampires here. It is the crime that means death to any vampire: To kill your own kind. ❜
❛ Danger holds you to me. ❜
❛ Love holds you to me. ❜
❛ You would leave me for [name] if he beckoned you. ❜
❛ Is that what I should do? Let you go? ❜
❛ If you want to save her, send her away! ❜
❛ The world changes. We do not. Therein lies the irony that finally kills us. ❜
❛ I need you to make contact with this age. ❜
❛ A vampire with a human soul. An immortal with a mortal's passion. ❜
❛ You are beautiful, my friend. [name] must have wept when he made you. ❜
❛ I knew him. Knew him well enough not to mourn his passing. ❜
❛ Your evil is that you cannot be evil! And I shall suffer for it no longer! ❜
❛ I haven't tears enough for what you've done to me! ❜
❛ Oh, God! I love you still! That's the torment of it! ❜
❛ Who'll care for me, my love, my dark angel, when you are gone? ❜
❛ Bear me no ill will, my love. We are now even. ❜
❛ What has died is the last breath in me that was human. ❜
❛ Your only company will be your screams. ❜
❛ Maybe it was to quench those tears forever that I took such revenge. ❜
❛ You can teach me this? To be without regret? ❜
❛ What if all I have is my suffering? My regret? ❜
❛ I know you regret nothing. You feel nothing. If that's all I have left to learn, I can do that on my own. ❜
❛ You've come home to me then? ❜
❛ I'm a spirit of preternatural flesh. Detached. Unchangeable. Empty. ❜
❛ That's it? No, it can't end like that. ❜
❛ What I wouldn't give to be like you, to have your power, to have seen the things you have seen. ❜
❛ You want a companion. You want a link to the outside world. That's me. Take me.❜
❛ Do you like this? Do you like being food for the immortals? Do you like dying? ❜
❛ I assume I need no introduction. ❜
❛ Still whining. Heard enough? I've had to listen to that for centuries. ❜
you may dress an ironborn in silk && velvets . teach him how to read && write && give him books . instruct him in chivalry && courtesy && the mysteries of the faith .
──── but when you look into his eyes , the sea will still be there . cold && grey && cruel .
⋙ AZMENKA . old valyrian meaning ' ironborn ' . an independent , highly selective , medium activity &&. private portrayal of Maron Greyjoy from grrm's ' a song of ice and fire ' . book - && headcanon - based . lovingly penned by hannah .
Do you know what it means to be loved by Death? // Anna.
interview with the vampire (1994) sentence starters.
love was a tricky word on a good day – the kind of endearment that anna was quick to stray away from using, it led the humans astray, always considering and thinking that it was easier to obtain that it truly was, always doing more harm than good. she'd known at one time what it was to be loved; to know the undying and unwavering feeling of comfort when her grandparents beheld her – but it'd faded with their memories, buried now six feet deep, and in any case, the sort of love he was speaking of was . . . different.
loved by death was a new entity entirely, a new thought process that anna isn't certain she can follow. who was death in this analogy? the world around them that screamed for his existence to no longer be thought into being? or him entirely, her stoned faced angel, demon, plaguing the halls of the rundown church that'd long since shared the sidewalk of her store.
daisies spiral out of her fingertips, curling around his horns, a floral crown affixed dark hair as she settles warm digits upon his cheek. “ no. ” answered plainly as her palm caresses cold flesh, a shake of her head as if to further enunciate her unknowing. “ do you feel as if you do? are you cursed by it as well? ”
𓉸ྀི interview with the vampire (1994) ; accepting .
@azmenka said : evil is a point of view. god kills indiscriminately, and so shall we.
the illustrious we. perhaps not a sticking point for others – a minute point not worth ruffling feathers over; but for sansa, always for sansa, did it barb and prickle. her nose wrinkles, distaste and discomfort present on the fine, porcelain features of her face as her gaze flickers up from her lap, where she'd been forcing herself to study the stitches in her gloves – forcing herself to not communicate nor involve herself in a conversation where her tongue would sooner get her into trouble than it would anything else.
she is meant to be a bastard here – she is meant to hold her tongue, and to not recognize maron greyjoy for his familiarity to his brother. alayne stone would not know him from any other ironborn, would not know that he held the same quirk of his lips as theon once had. surely, this, like all of other lord baelish's insistences, was a test; a consideration of how deep she was willing to sell his lies.
her distaste flickers away as quickly as it had presented, gone in an instant, replaced with a cool, uninterested glean as nimble gloved fingers tuck dyed black hair behind her ear.
“killing without thought or care makes you no better than a lannister, no better than cruelty reborn. the gods do as they will, that does not mean you should not hold yourself to a standard, lord greyjoy.”
cold, winter chill – held in her tone as tully blue eyes shift around the room, cursing petyr for leaving her to meet with the man; cursing theon for what he'd done to her home, cursing herself for the way her fingers flex within her gloves and then settle again into her lap. she wasn't arya, she was not strong – she had no fight within her, no capability for killing or death.
“your choices are yours alone, but do not think to act rashly within the vale, 'less you wish to find yourself at home within the skies. i hear the nightly winds oft cause men to consider jumping to save themselves the remainder of their sentences.”
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