This shouldn't have worked for so many reasons. But for a little while, for this excellent moment in time, it did work, didn't it? And I feel human, alive. But you were right. A secret breaks things down. It's like bile; dark, corrosive. It's a long story, and most of it's unbelievable. But it's time you knew the truth... now that I have nothing left to lose. When I'm gone, I at least want you to know what I was. What you are to me. Nothing else matters. Not anymore.

"Dale.." The words died in Riven's throat as he turned to look at Dale. Dale was lying on the ground, and his eyes were wide, horrified. His stomach was ripped open, and he was panting and moaning in pain, gurgling. Riven fell to his knees beside him, shaking his head in denial. Not Dale, Dale can't die, not him. "Just.. just hold on," "Help! We need help over here!" Riven shouted as loud as he could, hoping the others could hear him. "Shit, fuck, what do i do?" Tears welled up in his eyes as he removed his jacket, his hands were shaking as he placed his jacket over Dale's stomach causing Dale to gurgle. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, old man.. help!" Dale's hand touched his arm, and Riven looked at him as tears slid down his face, blurring his vision, but Riven could see Dale reaching for his knife. "No, no, we can.. Hershel can help you." He was trying to convince himself that Dale wasn't dying, but there was no hope for Dale. He was in pain, and he was asking for mercy. Riven reached for his knife, his fingers curling around the leather, and he sniffled, nodding his head. "I'm sorry.." "I'm so sorry."

Roses are red Violets are blue One day we'll cruise Down Blood Gulch Avenue Red fighting Red Blue fighting Blue I against I And me against you Hop in my car 'Cause you know it won't have any doors It runs like a cat, it drives on all fours My car's like a puma, and it lands on all fours Violets are blue Roses are red Living like this We were already dead And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it (Two, four, one, ten) (Two, four, one, ten) And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it And you know, when the shot comes along We will take it #4 in redvsblue [May 6, 2021]

Alexander G. Lightwood was once a Nephilim, a Shadowhunter whose only purpose was to grow strong and kill demons. That all changed when the Angel Radziel turned him the Guardian of The Downworld and asked him to keep it a secret till it's time for THE MISSION. What is that MISSION? Can he complete it? Will he be able to hide his identity from his loved ones? For how long? A re-telling of Freeform's tv series "Shadowhunters:The Mortal Instruments," inspired by Cassandra's Clare novels. I DO NOT OWN C.C.'s characters. I DO OWN the changes of plot AND my original characters. I DO NOT OWN the cover. Source: https://www.teepublic.com/t-shirt/2414986-shadowhunters-the-mortal-instruments-alec-lightwoo (found in Google Images) DON'T share without permission! #SAVESHADOWHUNTERS

One typical, ordinary morning, the entirety of the cultivation world awaken in a strange room resembling that of the Burial Mounds. Wei Wuxian, as usual, is the prime suspect for their mysterious appearance. Although... "Shijie...?" "A-Xian!" "Wei Ying!" "Wei Wuxian!" What entity transported them into that strange room, and for what purpose? And someone PLEASE explain to Jiang Wanyin why Wen Ruohan is having the time of his life right now..!! And most importantly, why is both Wei Wuxian's past AND thoughts being broadcasted to everyone? And why, for the last time, are all of the supposedly-dead people (including the bad guys) alive again? Or: The characters of Mo Dao Zu Shi watch Mo Dao Zu Shi -Art is not mine. #1theuntamed 25/06/22 #1watching 02/06/23