MEMORIES REMEMBER YOU.

A STRANGER in MY OWN LAND ALL MY LIFE.

[antigoned-blog]

[memoryserved]

   “Do I have to?” Their protest against letting people talk has about the same conviction as a whining child who doesn’t want to go to school. The domino effect in their head around work and gossip and people sleeping together inevitably leads back to Rust, which doesn’t necessarily seem like a bad thing for the time being, but somehow, he’s something they want to avoid factoring into the equation.

They roll over and prop their chin on both hands. “What kind of fish? Where were we eating? Why were we having dinner together. We need to get our story straight.”

[antigoned-blog]

     ‘Okay. Um.’ She sits up, and pulls a hand through her hair, and eyes Kennedy, and she can’t help smiling again even though the places where the dimples pop up are starting to ache a little. It’s a warm ache, the same kind of warmth that settles in her belly and spreads. Waking up with Kennedy felt nice, but more than that it felt good, it felt right, it felt neat and simple and completely understandable a thing to do.

     ‘We were having dinner together because my aircon is fucked and I was at your place to get some cool air. And we were eating at your place. And the fish was --- ’ She shrugs. ‘A kipper. An out of date kipper.’

[kylore]

As much as Kylo likes to keep to themselves, remain attentive to whatever job or problem is in hand, sometimes the eye is drawn faster than the impulse to avert a look. 

Bruises, like pastel, alien flowers, dotted about the arms and hands of the person they’ve just passed a full cup to.

They stumble over asking for cash when they realise they’ve been looking too long.

[antigoned-blog]

     She can feel them looking, and she’s trying to ignore it but it feels stupid not to. She spends her workdays purposefully calling people out on their shit; why not transfer that to here? Ani blinks and tilts her head a little and says, ‘Didn’t catch that,’ in the tone of voice that implies she did, and that she’s not asking them to repeat anything. 

     She squares her shoulders, and suddenly she’s very, very tired, and wishes she’d said nothing. But it’s too late for that.

[antigoned-blog]

[xwinger-a-blog]

Poe’s a cool guy. Objectively. Like, a Cool Guy. Not just, like, Oh, that guy’s pretty cool, nothing special, he gets blue milk moustaches just like the rest of us. It’s more like, The Best Damn Pilot Probably Ever cool, so cool that blue milk doesn’t want to taint his upper lip with its relative uncoolness. And you’re thinking, Ah, but actually, deep down, he’s sad, he’s unfulfilled, he has all that cool and nowhere to put it, woe is Poe. And if you’re thinking that, you’re wrong. But kudos for the rhyme, that’s kinda neat.

[antigoned-blog]

im gonna change the icon every day because theyre all so vitally important

[antigoned-blog]

WHICH?????? WHICH???????????

[tobeau]

‘You already know I’m not.’

[antigoned-blog]

     ‘I was hoping you’d come up with a half-plausible excuse.’ A beat, hands on her hips. ‘Lucky I’m not on duty today, huh.’

[cptrs]

Is it too late to come on home? Are all those bridges now old stone? Is it too late to come on home? Can the city forgive? I hear its sad song

[antigoned-blog]

send me a crystal and i'll tell...

abalone: what kind of situations compromise my muse emotionally

aegerine: my muse's opinion of the supernatural

agate: how my muse calms down

blue lace agate: my muse's favorite form of communication (verbal, letters, texting, etc.)

fire agate: if my muse is brave or cowardly

moss agate: if my muse has a high or low opinion of themself

amazonite: what kind of situations call for my muse to be dishonest

amethyst: what my muse would most like to be able to shape-shift into

ammolite: how lucky or unlucky my use is

angel aura quartz: my muse's opinion of LGBT+ issues

apache tears: a sadness headcanon

apatite: a headcanon about my muse's intuition

apophyllite: my muse's religious/spiritual beliefs

aquamarine: where my muse feels most calm/relaxed

biotite: the biggest problems my muse is currently dealing with

bloodstone: how my muse sees themself as part of the world at large

calcite: my muse's social tendencies (introverted vs extroverted, parties vs one-on-one conversations, etc.)

carnelian: an art-related headcanon

celestite: how my muse deals with anxiety

chalcedony: the saddest my muse has ever been

chalcopyrite: how my muse deals with ending relationships

charoite: who my muse looks up to

chrysocolla: a money-making headcanon

copper: how I think my muse will end up when they're older

coral: how my muse views the natural world

diamond: a sex headcanon

dolomite: a sleep headcanon

emerald: how my muse tells someone they love them without words

fluorite: what my muse's room looks like

fossil: what my muse's dream job is

galena: what it's like to be in a relationship with my muse

garnet: what my muse's perfect partner would be

gold: my muse's financial situation

hematite: how squeamish my muse is

hiddenite: how much of an "inner child" my muse has

iolite: my muse's drinking habits

jade: if my muse would ever cheat on a partner

jasper: what my muse would be like as a parent

kyanite: an anger headcanon

lapis lazuli: where 'home' is to my muse

lodestone: what kind of people gravitate towards my muse

malachite: what my muse as a child thought they would be when they grew up

mica: what my muse views as their worst personality trait

moonstone: my muse's opinions on outer space

mother of pearl: if my muse tends to lift people up or bring them down

nebula stone: how good my muse's memory is

obsidian: which of the seven deadly sins my muse would be

opal: how creative my muse is

pearl: a mental health headcanon

petalite: what my muse would do if they found a wallet on the street

pyrite: a physical health headcanon

quartz: how my muse thinks other people see them

rhodonite: if my muse prefers elegance or convenience

rubellite: if my muse has any 'triggers' that inspire painful memories

ruby: a happiness headcanon

sapphire: if everyone my muse knew was hanging off a cliff and they could only choose three to save, the rest certainly dying, who they would choose

serpentine: how my muse would seduce another [alt: how my muse makes their money]

silver: if my muse prefers masculinity or femininity

tsavorite: if my muse believes in destiny or fate

ulexite: how empathetic/sympathetic/compassionate my muse is

unakite: what my muse's ideal pet would be

verdite: my muse's ethnicity/family history

zebra stone: what gets my muse excited

zoisite: does my muse believe everything's going to work out for them in the end or not?

[antigoned-blog]

i felt something loosen in me, something that shouldn’t have loosened. A STITCH COME UNDONE.

[tobeau]

‘Alright, what do you want to know?’

Go along with it and it’ll be easier.

[antigoned-blog]

     ‘Like I already asked. Wondering if you’re a doctor or something.’

[booksqouted]

At some point, being angry is just another bad habit, like smoking, and you keep poisoning yourself without thinking about it.

Jonathan Tropper, This is Where I Leave You (via booksqouted)

[memoryserved]

   “You don’t have to do that.” The two bump shoulders when Kennedy moves to accommodate for Ani, pulling their hair out from underneath her and lying on their side so the air doesn’t hit their chest so much. It isn’t cold outside the covers, it’s just less warm.

   “I’ll still be here when you get back.” Kennedy hasn’t quite the same modesty as Ani. Underwear, they’ve managed, but their torso goes bare out of laziness more than anything else. “… because I’m calling in sick.”

They roll over a little to press a forearm to their face and stifle a snorting giggle, turning back to Ani with the brightest gummy smile, their face just haloed by the yellow glow on the pillow. “We can’t both call in sick. People talk.”

[antigoned-blog]

     There’s a sort of regretful sigh, and then it breaks into another smile when she rolls onto her back and presses out a laugh. ‘Let people talk,’ she says, as her head swings back to look over at them. ‘Anyway, it’s not unheard of for two people to take the same day off. Maybe we both got food poisoning from eating the same fish.’

[tobeau]

‘You wouldn’t approach me about it if there wasn’t something you were after, in one way or another.’

[antigoned-blog]

     ‘Knowledge is something I can be after.’

[antigoned-blog]

heres to kissing some real ass right now. bc i've been following you for awhile, since ur cisswap jesse, & i just needa let you know what an ace writer you are. from writing, to your general being, is what made me stay following your muses. like!! ur canons seem like ocs, not because theyre not written like the canon at all, but because youve put SO MUCH of how u personally perceive them, that they are beyond what the tv/book could possibly tell us (@rust and claire wtf!!). ok /mic drop

I JUST GASPED IRL this has been in my inbox for 3 months (i cant believe i havent been here for that long?? ho my god????) but i…. honestly ho my god i dont even know what to say i feel so?!?! good about my writing all of a sudden THANK YOU FOR SENDING THIS thank you thank you thank you ily!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖

[tobeau]

‘Are you looking for one?’ Maybe not the most sensible way of deflecting a pertinent question, but innocence is the order of the day. She looks like a hard nut to crack.

[antigoned-blog]

     ‘ --- I’m wondering if it’s a new practice. Y’know. Filling prescriptions out of the hospital.’