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𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐒  𝐎𝐅  𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄  :  𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑.

bold : always!  italic : sometimes! muse : victoria  neuman.

𝐈. 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍  :  melancholy  at  best,  introspective,  severely  misunderstood,  pleasure  in  the  subdued,  helping  in  your  own  way,  dreams  in  poetry,  the  slowness  of  falling  asleep,  refreshing  meditation.

𝐈𝐈. 𝐒𝐔𝐍  :  sunbleached  clothes,  futures  that  are  too  bright,  everything  at  arm’s  length,  balancing  intensity,  blind  encouragement,  comfort  of  sleep,  distracting  sunspots  in  your  vision,  necessity of growth.

𝐈𝐈𝐈. 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌  :  chaos  with  a  purpose,  emotions  running  high,  natural  comfortable  anarchy,  high  volume, leaving  your  mark,  brief  flashes  of  violence,  rambling  quickly,  the  intensity  of  desire.

𝐈𝐕. 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃  :  running  towards  instead  of  away,  instinctive  motivation,  making  an  impact,  knows  everyone  who  knows  anyone,  playful  pranks,  mood  swings  in  a  split  second,  collecting  old  trinkets,  uncontrollable  focus.

𝐕. 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖  :  serene  on  the  surface,  cold  blooded  heart,  love  it  or  hate  it  attitude,  good  memories,  heavy  discussions,  sharp  determination,  relentless  resolve,  not  as  scary  as  it  seems.

@thcrealheroes ; boomer : i came to say goodbye. nearly 200 writing prompts ; accepting.

     𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬  𝐰𝐚𝐬  𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬  𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝  𝐭𝐨  𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝,     family  made  sense  and  it  was  something  she  felt  like  she  didn't  necessarily  have  to  think  about  too  hard.     but  friends  and  romance  was  something  she  hadn't  really  given  much  thought.     it  seemed  to  come  so  easy  to  zachariah,  he  had  all  the  charm  and  that  boyish  smile  that  drew  people  in.     naomi  didn't  have  that,  she  knew  that  and  for  the  most  part,  she  hadn't  cared.     until  she  came  to  goldolkin  university  and  she  felt  like  she  had  been     𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠     out  on  something.     zach  had  always  talked  about  all  his  friends  and  the  things  they  all  did,  as  much  as  she  might  have  thought  he  was  lying,  he  always  had  photos  to  back  up  what  he  was  saying.     he  had  thrived  at  god  u,  top  of  his  class,  always  first  ranked  and  he  was  popular.     whereas  she  felt  like  she  was  drowning  here.     everyone  had  all  these  expectations  of  who  she  was,  thought  they  already  knew  her,  or  just  wanted  something  from  her.     she  didn't  know  who  to  trust  and  who  she  could  actually  rely  on.     maybe  her  dad  was  right.     she  didn't  need  friends,  she  didn't  really  need  anyone  else.     but  at  least  her  dad  had  her  mom,  she  wanted  her     𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞     like  that.     which  she  had  never  thought  she  was  going  to  get  until  she  met  boomer.

     𝐡𝐞  𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲  𝐬𝐚𝐰  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐟𝐨𝐫  𝐰𝐡𝐨  𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐰𝐚𝐬,     he  didn't  care  who  her  parents  were  and  who  her  brother  was.     boomer  actually  made  her  feel  like  she  was  a  person,  whose  opinion  mattered  and  he  had  no  expectations  for  her.     no  one  had  surprised  her  as  much  as  he,  he  quite  literally  swept  her  off  her  feet,  which  for  someone  who  could  fly,  it  wasn't  exactly  easy  for  her  to  feel  like  that.     but  him  coming  to  her   like  this  made  her  feel  like  she  was     𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞  𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠     and  there  was  no  way  she  could  catch  herself.     was  this  why  she  shouldn't  get  attached?     naomi  had  to  tell  herself  not  to  panic,  there  had  to  be  an  explanation  as  to  why  he  was  saying  goodbye.     fuck.     where  was  he  going  and  why  couldn't  she  go  with  him?     no.     no.     she  hadn't  really  needed  anyone  before  him  and  she  would  be  fine  after  he  was  gone.     but  naomi  knew  that  she  could  tell  herselt  that  as  much  as  she  want,  she  knew  the     𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡     and  she  didn't  want  to  be  without  him.

     𝐧𝐚𝐨𝐦𝐢  𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐤  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝,     frowning  at  him  as  green  eyes  stay  focused  on  him,  just  trying  to  figure  out  exactly  what  he  could've  meant  by  this.     stay  calm,  do  not  lose  yourself  or  overreact.     she  sighed  softly,  hands  coming  to  rub  her  face  for  a  moment,  she  couldn't  let  herself  be  vulnerable,  not  right  now,     "     what  do  you  mean  goodbye?     where  are  you  going?     "     she  asked,  hating  how  voice  had  that  weird  neediness  but  she  was  trying  to  cover  and  it  was  so     𝐨𝐛𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬     to  her,  which  meant  that  he  could  absolutely  see  her  trying  to  keep  it  together.     her  eyes  got  blurred  for  a  moment  because  something  about  this  felt  final,  he  wasn't  just  going  away  for  a  week  and  then  coming  back.     people  didn't  say  goodbye  like  this  if  they  planned  on  coming  back.     boomer  was  leaving  and  she  had  no  way  to  stop  him,  she  had  more  strength  than  most  people  she  knew  and  yet  she  wasn't  strong  enough  to  handle  this,     "     you  can't  go.     you  can't     .     .     .     you're  not  allowed  to  say  goodbye  'cause  you're  not  going  anywhere,  please,     "

Hughie Campbell | The Boys S01E02: Cherry

blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.

𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

" that's a lot of blood. "

" it isn't mine. "

" what did you do ? "

[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "

" come on. have a taste. "

" holy shit, are you okay ? "

" it looks worse than it feels. "

" you should see the other guy. "

" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "

" lean on me. "

" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "

" . . . gross. "

[ standing over a body ] " oops. "

" is that a fucking body ? "

" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "

" what the hell happened ? "

" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "

" at least it wasn't me this time. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "

" i'm not scared of you. "

" you don't scare me. "

" shut up and let me help you. "

" i got your shirt all bloody. "

" let's get you cleaned up. "

" that looks like it hurts. "

" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "

" we are so fucked. "

" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "

" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "

" the fucker deserved it. "

" red looks good on you. "

" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "

" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "

" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "

" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "

" this isn't what it looks like. "

" it was an accident. "

" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "

" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "

" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "

" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "

" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "

" you're bleeding. "

" what the fuck happened to you ? "

" you're getting blood on the carpet. "

" sit down before you fall down. "

" that looks like a you problem. "

𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet

sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver

receiver finds sender covered in blood

sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding

sender helps receiver clean up after a kill

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb

sender licks receiver's blood off a knife

sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb

sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver

receiver finds sender stood over a body

sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood

sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean

sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood

sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed

sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)

receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze

sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone

sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand

sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face

sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them

sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver

sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall

sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled

receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off

sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver

sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse

sender takes an injury meant for receiver

sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood

sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone

sender punches receiver in the mouth

receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust

sender helps receiver bury a body

sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3

sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3

sender leans on receiver for support

sender kills someone to protect receiver

receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it

sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver

receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself

sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip

sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning

Why is she here? Sage here is a valued new member of The Seven.

SUSAN HEYWARD and CLAUDIA DOUMIT in "THE BOYS"