I believe that
your soul

and
my soul

are
very

old friends.

- Mandeq Ahmed, Mates (via portails)

posted 17 hours ago with 115,796 notes
{~Errands~}

the-rightful-lord:

melodyofamadman:

 

Something was off.. He didn’t know what happened, but something was off. His back was to Rhyza but his eyes were focused on the gathering of people around him. All walking slowly, deliberately. Turning he jammed the meds in Rhyza’s hand, he wasn’t sure if the other could see the people or if this was just another hallucination, but they all began doing the signs that the previous ones had done.. His breath picked up and his heart rate increased. “L-Look I-I gotta go.. n-now.” He turned and pushed past the crowd that was forming.

Dream walker? The words echoed in his mind and James began to panic even more.. Was this a dream? Before he realized it he was backed against a wall, and the soundless people had surrounded him. Staring at them with fear in his eyes he managed to notice something odd. “James.. Wake up.. Wake up now James.” He repeated the phrase over and over again till he was shouting. His eyes opened and he was in a dark room he could see nothing except for a figure in the corner. the more his eyes began to adjust the more he didn’t like what he saw. It was a figure covered in bandages, though it didn’t seem to notice him, till it turned around. His eyes opened again and there was a deafening noise in his ears and something was restraining him. He thrashed to try and escape as the noise began to get louder and louder. His jaw began to hurt, and the restraints began to bruise his arms.

He saw Reaver burst into the room and kneel in front of him. He couldn’t hear what he was saying over the noise, but when the angel placed his hands in front of James’ eyes he realized what he was doing.

"Count with me James.. 1..2..3.." Reaver shouted over the male’s screaming, the tone fell as the male in front of him began to count the fingers on Reaver’s hands. Fingers were the key, you had extra fingers in your dreams. One by one they went through the fingers until James was quiet, though his breathing was still frantic. "It was a nightmare kid.. you fell asleep."

"Just a nightmare." James whispered over and over.. sagging into the arms of whoever was holding him. He didn’t care as long as it wasn’t that creature.. "Just a nightmare."

Rhyza was trying to concentrate. Something was terribly off. He hadn’t realized it till just now that he’d wandered into James’s dream. It had been a dream, but so very real. Too real. When James pushed away from him Rhyza fell out of the dream. He’d caught a glimpse of what James was still dreaming and it wasn’t good.

He awoke with a start and hissed as he sat up too quickly for his bandaged body. He knew he needed to go help the boy though he had no idea what he was gonna do. He saw him in the room and guessed thats why he’d slipped into the dream. He moved as fast as his bandaged body would let him. He may have knocked over a few things. When he move towards James’s he saw his eyes open and that they were glazed with terror. 

 He happened to glimpse his refelction on figured his still demon features were not helping. With great effort, though it appeared seemless, Rhyza hid what he could of being the demon and made a shirt appear on his body. It was completely open in the front but the bandages weren’t quite as visible.

He’d moved behind James and held onto him to try calm the thrashing and Reaver burst in. He was glad to see him. He watched as Reaver brought him back from the nightmare. Rhyza calmed when James just leaned back, he tired to stay still and quiet and concentrated on keeping his demon attributes hidden. His eyes had started to blur but he figured it was from the rapid energy use and unhealed demon wounds. His eyes looked to Reaver.

After a while James’ breath stilled, and he rested his head against the male whose arms he resided in. He was exhausted, but calm simply shutting his eyes and listening to the heart beat.

Reaver looked up at Rhyza, exhaustion already showing signs on his face, bags etching into the skin under his eyes, and red veins popping up at the corners of his irises. “He’ll be fine now.. He’s just been having nightmares. James has been prone to Night terrors his whole life, he’s been fine recently, but they seem to have started acting up again.”

Reaver was good at hiding his own exhaustion, but the physical effects were still present, not feeding meant he was as human as James. Or he might as well be. Reaver was having night terrors too.. but not just in his nightmares anymore. They were in his waking life. He was being terrorized by Ciska.. That bitch. Every time he even thought of dozing off it was like a Freddy Kruger experience on steroids, only instead of waking up with wounds, he nearly kills his companions in the process. Kael got another scar when they were down in the training center. So Reaver had been trying to stay awake more, sucking down energy drinks and sugar water to keep himself focused. Trying to ignore the images of that Bitch he saw out of the corners of his eyes.

"I’m fine. It was just a nightmare." James whispered, finally removing himself from Rhyza’s arms. "People were surrounding me doing this weird sign language I couldn’t understand. It was just fucked. I’m fine now." Almost automatically he turned to Rhyza and began to check his wounds. "I didn’t open anything with my thrashing did I?"

"James? What was the sign language." Reaver asked, a bit of urgency in his voice.

Jame’s stomach fell.. He’d been hoping not to tell Reaver about this, something told him he shouldn’t say anything about it, but then another something told him that because he felt he shouldn’t that just means he should even more. He turned around when he was done checking Rhyza over and looked at Reaver. He mimicked the movements perfectly. First he held up his pointer finger then moved his other around it, wiped his thumb under his chin, then held his two hands side by side and separated them front to back.

Reaver watched closely and sighed when James was finished. “It says, when is a door not a door.”

posted 1 day ago with 32 notes
{~Errands~}

the-rightful-lord:

melodyofamadman:

 

There was no way this was possible..Rhyza knew everything. His eyes began to water and he pulled away as fast as he could. His body was shaking and his breath was caught in his throat. He told his secrets only because he was assured that there was no way Rhyza would hear him. “Way.. way wrong.” The words came out as a whisper, but that was all he could manage. Strangely enough the human found himself wanting to be held again.. It reminded him of being with Charlie. He missed her more than he thought he would. Looking up someone ran by, a jogger. He caught sight of their hands.. sign language. It was weird. He pretended like he saw nothing that was the third one today.

"I-I need to go." James didn’t care if the demon followed him.. he needed to clear his head and calm down.. the sign language was enough to keep him grounded but his body was still in panic mode.  

At James’s reaction he was pretty sure that he had messed up big time. Reaver had told him time and again that he didn’t have an ounce of tact in his body when it came to dealing with people. Rhyza of course had disagreed. That was a moot point now.

He sent out a silent curse as for the second time that day his eyes started to go blurry. He really was starting to get annoyed with this. Rhyza had told himself he wasn’t going to confine James anymore than he already had, but something told him that James needed to stay close a moment.

His hand went out to lightly touch his arm and he turned his head and spoke low. ” I can understand the need for a walk but” He pulled him back to him, he was sure James might have caught his eyes not focusing again.” Stay a moment then I won’t let detain you any longer” He sighed” I apologize for over hearing it, but I am a dreamwalker demon as well, it’s how I check on things while I am recovering.” He held in the fact that when he had touched James he’d had a flash of something but he wasn’t sure what.

Something was off.. He didn’t know what happened, but something was off. His back was to Rhyza but his eyes were focused on the gathering of people around him. All walking slowly, deliberately. Turning he jammed the meds in Rhyza’s hand, he wasn’t sure if the other could see the people or if this was just another hallucination, but they all began doing the signs that the previous ones had done.. His breath picked up and his heart rate increased. “L-Look I-I gotta go.. n-now.” He turned and pushed past the crowd that was forming.

Dream walker? The words echoed in his mind and James began to panic even more.. Was this a dream? Before he realized it he was backed against a wall, and the soundless people had surrounded him. Staring at them with fear in his eyes he managed to notice something odd. “James.. Wake up.. Wake up now James.” He repeated the phrase over and over again till he was shouting. His eyes opened and he was in a dark room he could see nothing except for a figure in the corner. the more his eyes began to adjust the more he didn’t like what he saw. It was a figure covered in bandages, though it didn’t seem to notice him, till it turned around. His eyes opened again and there was a deafening noise in his ears and something was restraining him. He thrashed to try and escape as the noise began to get louder and louder. His jaw began to hurt, and the restraints began to bruise his arms.

He saw Reaver burst into the room and kneel in front of him. He couldn’t hear what he was saying over the noise, but when the angel placed his hands in front of James’ eyes he realized what he was doing.

"Count with me James.. 1..2..3.." Reaver shouted over the male’s screaming, the tone fell as the male in front of him began to count the fingers on Reaver’s hands. Fingers were the key, you had extra fingers in your dreams. One by one they went through the fingers until James was quiet, though his breathing was still frantic. "It was a nightmare kid.. you fell asleep."

"Just a nightmare." James whispered over and over.. sagging into the arms of whoever was holding him. He didn’t care as long as it wasn’t that creature.. "Just a nightmare."

posted 1 week ago with 32 notes
{~Errands~}

the-rightful-lord:

melodyofamadman:

 

He was shocked when the other touched him, even more-so when then other wrapped his arms entirely around the human and pressed him up against a wall. What the other had said stilled his heart and deafened his ears to where he didn’t hear his alarm go off. “D-Don’t touch me ass hole. Don’t you know about boundaries!?” he struggled and ignored the other as best he could but, what he said still shook his core. “If you know so damn much, then fucking tell me what I said?” Rhyza had to be bluffing.

there was no way he could know what James had said.. about his life, how he got the disease, the rape in the stair well, the weeks of sickness that followed, why he didn’t hate the male who gave it to him. He wanted a cure, the disease scared the fuck out of him.. he didn’t want to die. No.. there was no way.. not even Reaver knew half the things he told this unconscious male. 

Rhyza wasn’t sure if telling him that he could hear him when he had talked was a good idea or not. He wasn’t sure why he even felt compelled to do it. He felt that James needed someone to know, even though he hadn’t told another living soul. It’s easier to talk to someone who is asleep. He loosened his hold on James. He wasn’t sure what would happen but he was pretty sure James would lash out with words or in better sense fists. He spoke in soft tone, his ice blues never wavering. ” Your dreams before the stairwell incident. why you don’t hate the person. how you are scared. When you laughed bitterly when you thought I might not have those worries.” 

He sighed. ” And no I don’t know about personal boundaries. You can ask Reaver, I break them all the time.” His arms were still loose around James, but they wouldn’t keep him there if he chose to run from Rhyza. He wouldn’t blame him. He’d probably crossed a big line, but something had told him that James needed someone to know. ” You secrets, what you keep inside, won’t ever be uttered by me. You may even hate me and that is understandable. ” He let out another sigh” This realm is making me soft, or either I am picking up some bad habits of caring from Reaver. I thought perhaps since you helped me while I was recovering that I might be able to do the same. Of course I could be going about this the wrong way.” He just decided to be quite. He had no idea what he was doing. He was used to being blunt.

There was no way this was possible..Rhyza knew everything. His eyes began to water and he pulled away as fast as he could. His body was shaking and his breath was caught in his throat. He told his secrets only because he was assured that there was no way Rhyza would hear him. “Way.. way wrong.” The words came out as a whisper, but that was all he could manage. Strangely enough the human found himself wanting to be held again.. It reminded him of being with Charlie. He missed her more than he thought he would. Looking up someone ran by, a jogger. He caught sight of their hands.. sign language. It was weird. He pretended like he saw nothing that was the third one today.

"I-I need to go." James didn’t care if the demon followed him.. he needed to clear his head and calm down.. the sign language was enough to keep him grounded but his body was still in panic mode.  

posted 1 week ago with 32 notes

I am behind 5 assignments in one class. and here I am reading comics..

I am trash.. 

I am nerd trash

posted 2 weeks ago with 1 note
She seemed unfazed by it all, perhaps because she was still so young - or part of her was, anyway - and the distance between stories and real life did not yet seem so great.

- Ransom Riggs, Hollow City  (via innocentdelirium)

posted 2 weeks ago with 8 notes

arielpunchesdemons:

This is the most accurate thing I’ve ever seen in my ENTIRE LIFE

posted 3 weeks ago with 523,168 notes
STILL ALIVE

Contrary to popular belief, I am still alive. I moved reciently and wont have internet hooked up again until October 3rd. I’m gonna leave you my number in case any of you actually want to talk to me. We can set up plots or you can give me things to write about, or even just tell me you left something in my inbox. I’ll write the stuff and post it when I have internet access. 

Anonymous: What is the name of these grey long torso long limbed big head no eyes creature? 

"Drekevac. They are foul creatures. I recommend you stay away from them. Why do you keep asking me these things?" ~Reaver