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It’s hard to lose a chosen one.
✘ / leo ay
before he could stop himself the rage had consumed him. the desperation at everything. she was supposed to win the election. everything had been in her favor. all of their ducks were in a row. when she lost, he was sure his heart had dropped all the way to his feet. this was it. they were lucky no one was brave enough to try & kill her outside of the purge day. but they only had two months, & nothing they were doing was fixing what went wrong. charlie had come to leo, telling him that she had information that the count had been rigged & he was the first one to say they needed to do something. say something. now he was going to be the first one to blame when his call to action caused charlie to be the number one target on purge day all over again.
❛ god fucking dammit !! ❜ the scream echoed against hardwood floors as he grabbed the nearest object, a glass paperweight, & hurled it across the room. everything they had been through would be for nothing. they couldn’t survive year after year of this. but leo knew charlie was too stubborn to leave the country, to give up this futile fight & find a new place to live where everyone wasn’t out to kill her. sometimes making a name for yourself lead to damnation instead of fame.
it wasn’t until he felt arms snake around his waist that he realized she was in the room. that she had seen the fringes of his meltdown. sinewy arms encircled his shoulders as he nearly buried his face in her hair. a deep inhale filled his lungs with the familiar scent of honey & lavender. before he knew it the riptides of anger were slowly calming, the feeling of her chest pressing with each inhale against him breaking the waves on the shore. it would be okay. as long as he had her it would be okay.
action / reaction. | accepting. | @bodyrisk
❛ THE PURGE HAS TO COME TO AN END. ❜
IND. CHARLIE ROAN written by Shrimp/Lena, the coolest squad mom I know
Elizabeth Mitchell on the set of The Purge:Election Year
“i had to be ur fake boyfriend/girlfriend bc some creep was hitting on you and it was making you uncomfortable and now i have busted knuckles and a cut lip but hey are u okay” au
edi: do you want to— me: yes edi: I DIDN’T EVEN FINISH
I’LL BE GOOD FOR ALL THE TIMES I NEVER COULD.
senator charlie roan && sergeant leo barnes written by lena. written by kat.
lena... the love of my life :')
listen to me., . ,. ,., ., .,., edi, the sweetest bean i ever did see, is a Gift™, okay, truly a 10/10 human being who is just the loveliest person i know. . .. damn, always so nice to me !!! and everyone !!! and just !!! UR DOING UR BEST AND IT’S MORE THAN ENOUGH AND I’M SO HAPPY U EXIST
i love u wtf is this this was so cute !!! UR SO CUTE !!! THANK U . ,. ,., ,. I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS., ., ,. ., ,.
tldr; sticks me leggy out: i love edi pass it on
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dark eyes circle the room for a tenth time in the last hour, back to the door concealing the senator. a glance to the clock reading 11:45 pm draws a sigh from the sergeant. this woman is a POWERHOUSE, and he knows better than to disturb her during her work, but something like tonight is unhealthy. he knows in two days she’s got another public appearance, and she can’t be exhausted for it. securing the office once again, double checking nooks, crannies, crevasses, and shadows, he doesn’t bother to knock before opening her door. sure steps carry him forward, hand lowering the laptop so it almost closes. head tilted in a finite gesture, indicating she won’t win the argument with him. ❝ it’s late. you’ve been working all day, senator. ❞ he grabs her coat and outstretches his arm towards the door. whatever she wants to say, he’s not going to hear it. he thought he knew being a workaholic, but she takes it to a whole other level. a gentle smile replaces his usual stern look. ❝ c’mon, i know a place that’s still open. ❞
exhaustion sits like a fog behind her lids : charlie has learned how to work THROUGH the haze, by now. the blue light from her screen dries out her eyes, makes them BURN, but her fingers never still. between emails, and paperwork, and the small amount of BROWSING she does, ( even her downtime is full of work ) not to mention all of her PUBLIC appearances, the days go by QUICK. busy. then night comes, and rather than sleep, charlie likes to keep barreling through wakefulness. see, the dark is full of MEMORIES : when the lights are off, no one else hears the screams. no one sees the blood on her skin, beneath her fingernails. the dark holds her family, half - resigned, ready for death. splatters of red cloud her vision, suddenly, and ––––
her door opens. leo. startled from the PAST, charlie flicks her gaze upward just as he attempts to press her laptop shut. her FINGERS keep it from snapping to a close, but the look on his face, at the very least, has her SIMMERING back down into her seat. charlie knows when to push, and this isn’t one of those times. she bites at her mouth, feels it sting. ❛ i know what time it is, leo. ❜ it’s FUTILE to argue, but she can’t keep the edge from her voice. it melts into curiosity, though ; charlie can feel the way her brows pull together. ❛ a place for what ? –––– and DON’T close my laptop. ❜
LYRICS STARTERS [4] ( VARIOUS BANDS/ARTISTS ) ( WARNING : NSFW THEMES )
❛ What a wreck you’ve made me. ❜
❛ On every face, it’s your eyes I can see. ❜
❛ Only in dreams am I part of your world. ❜
❛ Say my name. ❜
❛ Was it for redemption? Was it for revenge? ❜
❛ Why did love put a gun in my hand? ❜
❛ You know that I could use somebody. ❜
❛ I’m not one of too many faces. ❜
❛ Something’s changed, it’s in your eyes. ❜
❛ Where were you when I fell from grace? ❜
❛ Please don’t speak you’ll only lie. ❜
❛ It’s hard to tell. ❜
❛ Take me back I’ve changed my mind ❜
❛ The day is my enemy. ❜
❛ I need no sympathy. ❜
❛ Didn’t mean to make you cry. ❜
❛ If I’m not back again this time tomorrow — Carry on. ❜
❛ I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all. ❜
❛ I don’t wanna die. ❜
❛ We can try to talk it over if you say you’ll help me out. ❜
❛ I’m sorry that I hurt you. ❜
❛ You wanna feel how it feels? ❜
❛ It doesn’t hurt me. ❜
❛ Tell me, we both matter, don’t we? ❜
❛ I know how to hurt and I know how to heal. ❜
❛ No one ever die from wanting to much. ❜
❛ The world is not enough. ❜
❛ If I can’t have it all, then nobody will. ❜
❛ People like us know how to survive. ❜
❛ There’s no point in living if you can’t feel the life. ❜
❛ I’ll be a stone – a tower that casts a shade. ❜
❛ You belong with the enemy. ❜
❛ Is there anybody in there? ❜
❛ Just nod if you can hear me. ❜
❛ I can ease your pain and get you on your feet again. ❜
❛ Can you show me where it hurts? ❜
❛ Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re saying. ❜
❛ I have become comfortably numb. ❜
❛ I can’t explain, you would not understand. ❜
❛ You may feel a little sick ❜
*tries to get 7 hours of sleep in under 3 hours*
deathless ♚ sentence meme
You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.
You are going to break your promise. I understand.
You’re lonely too.
It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.
I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.
I am your servant.
I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.
For you alone I will be weak.
I belong here, and you will not deny me.
I say these things, and the world listens.
I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.
In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.
I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.
I moved the earth and the water for you.
You will always run away with her.
You will always lose her.
You will always be a fool.
You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.
You have already done all of this and will do it again.
No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.
We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.
What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.
There need never be any rules between us.
Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.
Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.
I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.
Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.
I can’t abide a poor liar.
You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.
Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.
Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.
Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.
In his own country, Death can be kind.
What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?
Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.
I am no one; I am nothing.
Nothing in me was not made by you.
A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.
Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.
Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.
I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.
If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.
What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?
Don’t you dare speak to me like that.
I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.
I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.
I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.
I have learned to watch everything die.
I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.
Are we not devils?
No one is now what they were before the war.
I have not seen you without your skin on.
Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.
We obsess. It’s in our nature.
I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.
In war you must always choose sides.
If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.
We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.
My old bones will follow yours soon enough.
It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.
I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.
After love, no one is what they were before.
I have survived, but I have not been spared.
In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.
Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.
It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.
You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.
You will be so beautiful when you are old.
I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.
You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.
I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.
She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.
I still want to kiss you.
My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.
What happens to anything beautiful?
I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.
I’m always scared that I ship things more than my partners and I don’t wanna be annoying like if u ship something you need to straight up tell me or I will live in a constant state of stress that I’m accidentally forcing a ship on you or something
SIA // ELASTIC HEART
- You’re trembling. - That’s because I’m scared.
TONIGHT REEKS OF HUNGER. it’s present in the streets, as charlie runs, body pressed to the wall for protection. she doesn’t have much : handgun, vest — all items of her left - for - dead security team. she doesn’t want to THINK about it, how they’re gone, how she had to lift deadweight to slip a vest off. SICK, is what she feels.
but charlie has learned how to FIGHT long ago. it’s an instinct she can’t leave behind. her goal is still WINNING, ending the purge. she’s got to be alive for it.
body FREEZES at the sound of rustling, footsteps around the corner. it isn’t a big fight, that much she knows ; there’d be more HOLLERING. this is one person, maybe two. but she isn’t about to RISK rounding the corner first. with one hand gripping the gun, safety OFF, charlie hits her free palm against the almost - corner of the brick building.
as far as peace offerings go, it’s all she HAS.
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