Grian Fife. Murder-victim-for-hire. Artist. Ex-Grim Reaper. Beatlemaniac. He's a real nowhere man, living in nowhere land.
Independent OC. || tracking 'mrfife' ||FC: Lee Pace|| Multi-Ship Friendly|| || Mun and muse are OF AGE (19+)
"Fear isn’t so difficult to understand. After all, weren’t we all frightened as children? Nothing has changed since Little Red Riding Hood faced the big bad wolf. What frightens us today is exactly the same sort of thing that frightened us yesterday. It’s just a different wolf. This fright complex is rooted in every individual."
Alfred Hitchcock (August 13th 1889 - April 29th 1980)
historically based (born in 18th century England)
current canon time line: California, 21st century
highly adaptable; has dedicated marvel/DC verse
multiverse and multiship—mun and muse of age
10 years roleplay experience, 2 years on tumblr
writes from chat through novella; para preferred
skype, kik, text, or pchum available upon request
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original photograph © simon harsent
i get tired being the responsible one
"Right——" Jack had to look away, trying and failing to find his voice. There was a knot in his throat that refused to loosen, and the sight of Grian moving closer only made his eyes burn. Still, like the child he used to be, he leaned into the larger man’s chest—just so he could hide the tears that wanted to fall.
With the silent understanding of a guardian, Grian pulled Jack close and rubbed his back, expression solemn. Jack’s fear weighed heavily on his mind as he embraced the teen. “I’m sorry for worrying you.”
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They don’t discuss the fact that he saved her life by moving her death ahead. Ever.
"Yeah, but 'it's possible' doesn’t really let me sleep at night, y’know? I don’t want to wake up one day, and find out that you’ve died, or lost it, or…I’m scared. Alright? I’m terrified.”
"It wouldn’t happen like that. It wouldn’t be sudden. I won’t suddenly just not be here. I won’t suddenly lose my mind. I’m…I’m sorry that you’re afraid of it happening." Grian opened his arms and carefully neared Jack, as if maybe a hug could help this out. He wasn’t really sure himself if a hug would help this, or if Jack needed one.