There is a rebel in me – the Shadow-Beast. It is a part of me that refuses to take orders from outside authorities. It refuses to take orders from my conscious will, it threatens the sovereignty of my rulership. It is that part of me that hates constraints of any kind, even those self-imposed. At the least hint of limitations on my time or space by others, it kicks out with both feet. Bolts.

Gloria Anzaldúa, from “Movimientos de rebeldía y las culturas que traicionan,” Borderlands/La Frontera: The New Mestiza (via lifeinpoetry)

_{@hellfirebound cont}

_{the words on the tip of her tongue immediately left her mind when she felt his fingers around her throat. in a sense, it was a wake up call, reminding her that she did not have the upperhand by any means. sure, she had gotten better at protecting herself but that would never take away from the competitive edge he would have over her.}

_{maybe in the beginning she had been afraid of him, but comfort and her feelings ha allowed her to grow past that…. and she had had a bit too much to be pissed about recently which only added fuel to the fire, so to speak. fear shines through her eyes for a few moments, despite her not thinking that he would hurt her for a long time until this moment.}

_{swallowing back the emotions in hopes of pushing this moment to the back of her mind (but certainly not forget about it), jessica nodded her head slightly, her eyes focused to the left of his head. she couldn’t make eye contact – not now.}

_{“if you want to hurt me,” he said, moving his lips towards her ear, and lowering his voice to just a whisper. “you’re going to have to try so much harder than that.” of course, his final word was almost like a challenge in his own way. no, she didn’t hurt him with her words – maybe at one time, but not now. he’d lost far too much of whatever humanity was left for that to happen.}

_{“now,” he let go of her throat, the same hand running through his hair, “i’m in the mood for pizza, beer, and showing you exactly where i grew up.” his final words were a step forward – more so since he was going to give her exactly what she needed to hurt him. so, ky was going to show – as well as tell her – everything. “would you like that?”}

tohavelost:

_{@hellfirebound}_sc

❝ _{there is nothing i hate more than a liar, which makes it bloody exhausting when people refuse to believe me.} ❞

_{“well, lying is part of the job,” he said, arms crossing over his chest. “though, what is a lie anyways? the truth can be harsher than any lie.” depending on what was said. then again, ky didn’t care ( at least on most days ). “trust me on that.”}

_{“think of it this way; i’m tired of simply ripping apart humans up here.” it was fun – very fun, but got boring ( more so repetitive ) after a while. a reason to why he was going to ‘change’ his usual target’s, but in reality, it was just one target. one, that had managed to send him to hell before, but now? oh, now, he was ready. now he knew what he was facing. “so, it’s time for a rematch. one… that i do believe will turn out better than last time.”}

_{// @xtrusthim xxx}

_thcrnypain:

^{“Exactly. But I sure can take a message. He doesn’t come home till late.”}

_{“you could, but i don’t think it’s necessary.” not really at any-rate. “i’ll handle the matter personally.” a pause. “another time, perhaps?”}

_{“BUT YET YOU are not running away or leaving . ”}

_{“SOMETIMES, i have that unending need to observe – problems?”}

“fuck you.”

_{“if you’re trying to hurt me, jess, i do believe you should try a bit harder.” cussing at him wouldn’t get either of them anywhere. maybe, at one point it would have, but for now? all it would do would cause the wheels to turn and become an endless cycle. she yells at him, he yells at her, and both would most likely become exhausted.}

_{so, he decided to take a step forward, and grab her throat – not harshly, but just enough to make the point that he wasn’t going to back down at the moment. he would eventually, but for now? no, not a chance. “you might get yourself hurt otherwise.”}