statusmia
( … ) when ppl ask me about bell, i can’t help but stutter and lose all ability to speak about my own oc
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( … ) fb & specify, I’ll get to them eventually ….
RAAKSHCS
Bell… Why are you out here alone?
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@statusmia | BELL: ❝ I’m honored. ( … ) You look sick. I brought you some water, I’m not sure if you’re peckish but I slipped you some soup from the kitchen. Solyanka. ❜❜ she settles besides bell, handing him the bowl of soup and water. instinctually, she wishes to comfort bell.
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( @KCRDNEL ; EYE TWITCH AT THE MENTION; another indescribable wave of pain floods his senses and his gloved fist is balled tightly into a fist. “Go ahead. Sit. I don’t mind the company, especially when it’s yours.” Is all he can spit out from his sudden dry mouth, the urge to vomit sits heavy on his stomach.
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「 to: bell ┊ from: quyen 」
poem one┊ with love, always.
ⁿᵉⁱᵗʰᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵘˢ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᵃʸ ᵍᵒᵒᵈᵇʸᵉ
⇽ ᵈⁱᵃˡᵒᵍᵘᵉ
Q.P ━━ ❝ Adler and Park are
looking for you. ( … ) I think it’s
important. But, they can wait a
few more moments. Do you mind
if I sit with you? I’ll be quiet, I can
promise that. ❞
RAAKSHCS
▀▀▀▀▀▀.
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‘@KCRDNEL’ ▇▇▇, ▇▇▇▇ ▇. ▇▇▇ ‘bell’ ▇▇▇, Beautiful long, ▇▇▇, eyelashes curl upwards, framing his ▇▇▇ perfectly. An expression that was made of pure gold, admiration, and love stares right into her eyes. Such an expression being directed at any but his wife feels like a disgrace, like God himself will strike him down for looking in the direction of another. How could he resist though, she has haunted his dreams for the past few years, lingered in his mind, and clung to him in each passing thought he had. Her very being had brought peace to his mind, a bit of excitement in meeting with her and getting to know about the tidbits of her life. How his heart soared when he walked into the dressing room and flowers, meant for him, laid beautifully on his vanity. This was a type of love he had never experienced, the type of love he craved to leave Russia and go with her for as long as she asked him. It was not feasible with the difference in each of their lives; but ▇▇▇ would move mountains to make to work, if she let him. “You have nothing to apologize for. It brings me comfort knowing that you will be safe and happy wherever you go, (even if it’s not with me), but that is not for me to decide or push onto you. Your decisions are yours and I have no choice but to accept them.” There’s a pause. The gears in his head turn as he thinks of what to say next. “The night could never be spoiled. I got married and I got to dance with you before you left. While it is heartbreaking that you are leaving. I’m just glad you didn’t leave without saying goodbye. (That would have truly been heartbreaking).”
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yes, she’s greedy. selfish. if she was able to haunt her beloved she would, leave him with the smell of her rose perfume in every low—lit room he walks in. let him revel in every ounce of sin. ( … ) the woman melts into the suns arms, allowing the light to & mark & change her into a cellular level. quyen’s fingers would find ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀’s cheeks. gingerly rubbing away at the tears that would fall, the woman finally finds it in her to look at her dear beloved. guilt seeps deeper into her core.
Q.P ━━ ❝ I wish I could offer
the same sentiment but, I don’t
think I can give you the same
comfort. I’ve lost my touch.
( … ) I’ve spoiled the night,
haven’t I? And the dance ──
I’m sorry. I know it’s not the
end, but I’m sorry. ❜͟ ❜͟
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「 to: bell ┊ from: quyen 」
poem one┊ with love, always.
ⁿᵉⁱᵗʰᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵘˢ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᵃʸ ᵍᵒᵒᵈᵇʸᵉ
⇽ ᵈⁱᵃˡᵒᵍᵘᵉ
Q.P ━━ ❝ I love you too. So,
so, much. It’s odd, I think your
words are bringing me a sort of
peace I haven’t felt for months.
You unravel me, ███. Then
you put me back together in a
perfect puzzle piece. I can’t
believe this is our final night ──
God, now you’re crying. I’m a
mess, now you’re a mess with
me. I’m going to cry again, shit.
I don’t deserve your kind words
or reassurance, you’re making
me weaker than I’m already am.
( … ) When I leave tonight,
don’t forget me. That’s all I can
ask of you. Please. Don’t forget
me, don’t forget our time together.
I think that would kill me. ❜͟ ❜͟
⧼ 0⃨1⃨.⃨ ⇽ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀’s words sound like a love song. spoken poetry. when quyen is loved by ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀, she understands that his very touch feels like alchemy. in this moment, she (feels) like magic. like the only woman in the world. ( … ) despite being riddled with grief, there’s still a patch of purity that remains in her heart. it only remains because of ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀. her golden boy, her sun, & she’s icarus. he’s the arrow & her heart is the achilles’ heel. sleep lulls over quyen, she doesn’t want to go quite yet. the night will be over & ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ would be in the arms of another. lost in the moonlight with misty eyes.
( … )
cleanigea
☆ ╱ i miss bbg.......
statusmia
( … ) I have crazy lore w Bell so atp he’s just an oc, that’s crazy
roguestech
@statusmia / that’s always the best yummy.. i have so many ideas for felix and like all my anons , canon or otherwise.. i lov this german man .
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@roguestech ( … ) I have many thoughts about Bell that I need to organize into one big google doc like I did with my other ocs…..
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Like wdym I made him a ballet dancer in his youth and used in Russia for Cold War propaganda because Soviet Union Ballerinas were defecting ….. which is what kickstarted his involvement with Perseus.
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( … ) I fucking hate Bell someone put me out of my misery.
