dogwhisperer.

keep your eyes wide open, darling; this is a cruel world you're stepping into. [ independent seth from marble hornets ]

[yoursixwordstory]

"I don’t trusts my best friends"

(via yoursixwordstory)

[camerxs]

kralieeearchive:

                F O R W A R D ?? how could he be ——                                                so naive to think there                                                was a way to go besides                 D                    O                   W                    N ??                 alex is anything but optimistic ; && he’s mastered                 the art of losing his temper, featuring lack of self                 control, but he contains bitter thoughts that make                  his tongue catch fire. the spike of rage causes                 hands to fumble with the keys upon arrival to the                 door —                      MAINTAIN. RETAIN. ——— —— —                 && he does, managing without another word to                 get inside, and remove himself from his boots.

           ❝ i guess when you want               something so bad, you’re               expectations are too high               when receiving it ——                                    i can’t remember a time i didn’t                                    want to make movies ; && now ??                                    i fucking question it. every. single. day. ❞

                seth didn’t need to be burdened with his complaints.                 but alex doesn’t care. this was more than he was                 going to say, ever, on the matter at hand. there’s                 a gesture to the kitchen — as if, seth didn’t know it’s                 location, && one to the couch. he’d offer to share the                 bed, to spare his back pain — but it’d sound off. &&                 he has too much to worry about besides making                 mere people uncomfortable.

           ❝ i’m just a pain in the ass ——               but so are you, so i think we               can both deal. ❞

                if his voice wasn’t ever so monotone,                 that’d sound playful — like he intends.

                later, in hindsight, seth would wonder the                 same thing about  himself (about naivete                 and trust and not  realising). but he's one                 of those  eternally forward-thinking  ones,                 who convince themselves that everything                 will work out even when all the signs point                 to the opposite.               ( and no one told him not to trust boys                 who start off well but slowly fall down. )                 but for now, he does, camera comforting                 in his hand as he follows alex, own trainers                 sliding off and set carefully to the side.           ’ frustration of  how, uh..  difficult it is right             now, maybe? there's  that whole, y'know,             "worth it in the end" thing that people live             by. maybe this is just one of those times             for you. '                 it's not that he sounds doubtful, but more                 the fact that he doesn't  know if those are                 the right words; doesn't  know how far he                 can express his opinion before alex stops                 him, tells him he's wrong and orders him                 to shut up.                 boundaries are hard to be careful of when                 they're invisible and  constantly fluctuating,                 and testing the limits has never really been                 seth's forte. he isn't about to start now.                 he huffs out a small, barely amused laugh                 as he  sets  the  camera  onto  one  of  the                 kitchen's counters,  pulling out a glass for                 some  water,  too  comfortable  in a  place                 that isn't his.           ’ double the pain in the ass. i wonder how             the others manage to cope. '

[camerxs]

kralieee:

                he doesn’t mean to do it.                 in all honesty ; he hadn’t known                 he’d been holding his breath.                 but the instant        ' f r i e n d '                 comes from seth’s lips, there’s                 a heavy exhale ; — of practical                  r        e        l        i        e        f.

                alex knows he’s loosing it —— it                 being everything. interest in his                 own movie. all of his friends. all                 of his existence has become dull.                 && it only adds to the layers of                 irritability. && unknown to him ;                 the more praise or even slight                 encouragement that seth gives,                 has more than the general ability                 to peel && tear at the part of him                 that’s so foreignly unwelcomed.

           ❝ oh. ❞

                it’s all he’ll allow himself to say —                 pulling a few sharp turns to park,                 not his expertise. there’s a gesture                 for seth to take the camera as he                 yanks the keys from the ignition                  && heads towards the door almost                 the instant he’s no longer in drive.

                nightfall scares him. 

            ❝ this movie stuff will get easier.                               on all of us. ❞

                with that, there’s a glance to seth.                 alex doesn’t believe his own words ;                 && he needs to know if seth does.

                if seth notices (the exhale, the relief,                 the fact that  there's  something   so                 incurably  w r o n g  with  his  friend),                 he doesn't say anything about it. he                 just  smiles  at the  oh, if not  a mite                 awkwardly  because  what  are  you                 supposed to say to that?                 (he wonders if it comes as a surprise,                 that he's  so willing  to claim  alex as                 a friend despite the clashes in recent                 past. have  they come  that far? has                 it all fallen apart so much by now?)                 but then he allows it to escape from                 his thoughts with a promise to return                 at a quieter moment,  if there ever is                 one,  and the  camera's in  his hand                 once more as he clambers out of the                 car (and definitely doesn't almost trip).           ’ yeah, ' he agrees, and adds to             himself, hopefully.                 it's taxing on all of them, alex most of                 all, and it shows. seth may not be as                 open with himself as, say, brian, but                 he knows himself, and he knows he's                 concerned for all of them. it's nothing                 open and he's not about to be spouting                 off about being a mother hen, but-- it's                 there. (he just wants them all to be okay,                 but maybe it'll be too much to ask.)           ’ well-- harder the work is now, better             it 'll feel once it's over and done with,             right? that's something t' look forward to. '

[ashenlungs-deactivated20150106]

where the fuck is my poor-as-fuck-roommates au? with two people moving in together because they’re both too freaking poor to afford an apartment on their own.  with the two of them sleeping in the same bed at night because winters get fucking cold and their heat gets shut off on a regular basis.  with the two of them showering together because it helps “save on the water bill”.  with the two of them refusing to move out of that hole in the wall even when they can afford to because it’s not just a shitty, run down apartment - it’s home.

[camerxs]

kralieee:

                seth seems to think he can speak                  for the all of them ; && have alex                                                B E L I E V E                  him. despite how silky it would feel,                 to accept the words that come from                 him — he won’t. it’s nothing personal ——-

           ❝ don’t talk for them.                you don’t know what they think.                sometimes, i bet you don’t even                know what you think. ❞

                alex has no issue with being forward.                  knuckles accumulate a bright white ;                 he’s gripping the steering wheel abnormally                 tight, as to keep himself from allowing                 another glance at seth.

                to alex — what weakness that would show.                 to see seth’s reaction to monotoned words.                 would make it seem like he            CARED.                                                         which he does.                                                         for the most part.

           ❝ thank you, though —— ❞                                       they both must be dreaming.            ❝ for— for, fuck, i don’t know.                                      understanding ??                                      at least a little —— ❞

                almost home.

          ’ well, y'know— '                 there's a pause as he tries to figure out                 the right words to use, lips pursing slightly                 as he thought. god, talking shouldn't be                 so hard,  but he's  usually  a  quiet  one.                 not quite  on the  "stutter  everything  he                 says" level, but.           ’ if they didn't feel the same way,             even if just a  little, then do you             really think they would've stuck             around? '                 from actually talking to them and maybe                 one or two assumptions,  that's what he                 figures anyway. plus, seth sincerely doubts                 that brian  would  be willing  to let tim go                 through this shit if they didn't agree even                 a little.                 seth doesn't look at alex anymore, and avoids                 the  camera   still   sitting  on   the  dashboard.                 instead he watches out the window as they get                 closer to alex's place.           ’ it's alright, ' and that's definitely not             a grin he's sporting. ' you're my friend,             man. and  that does actually mean             something, despite what the cynics             may claim. '

[camerxs]

❝ just suck my dick, bro. i said no homo like, five times. ❞ ( sends memes ten yrs late shrugging emOJI )

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      ' wouldn't they just, like, cancel each other out? '

[camerxs]

knves:

              ’ okay, good. narrowing things                          down. i like that. uh — don’t know about                          this ‘jay' guy, but the first one — the                          ridiculous sideburn guy — he seems                          familiar. ‘

        ’ yeah, well, i'll try to be                as helpful as possible. mostly because                i need  to  find  these  two. uh--  maybe                you  heard  his  name?    tim?  might've                been in the middle of a horrific coughing                fit if you saw him? '

[toomuchtelly]

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[camerxs]

And then Satan said “put the alphabet in math”.

Sometimes I think I’m sassy and then I realise I’m just too sarcastic and borderline mean.

Do my dark undereye circles and unwashed hair turn you on? 

I love sunglasses! Am I looking at that tree? Am I looking at your dick? Who knows!

This is the police, open up, tell me about yourself, don’t be afraid.

Raise your hand if you’re a lil’ bit of an asshole. 

Why don’t people do random nice things for me? You know, send me a message, draw me, paint me, send me three hundred thousand dollars.

I am three years behind on math homework. 

I don’t like your clothes; take them off. 

What if you start making car alarm noises when people you don’t like touch you?

Hey, is your girlfriend seeing anyone?

I get butterflies when I think about myself. 

When you see a good body and you just can’t think of a good pun. IT’s dev-ass-tating.

Umm… hi. My friend wanted to know if you think I’m hot. 

To quote Hamlet, act three, scene three, line ninety two, “no.”

I never run voluntarily so if you see me running, you should probably run too because something must be coming. 

I’ve got a masters degree in being ignored. 

I will do a lot of things, but admitting to my mum that I’m cold after she told me to bring a jacket isn’t one of them. 

Dads are either too nice or assholes; there’s no in between.

On a scale of fake pockets to nachos, how good is your idea? 

I’m alive, but only ironically. 

I’ve been in a bad mood since two thousand and seven. 

No, you’re not as funny as me. Stop trying. 

Just suck my dick, bro. I said no homo like, five times. 

I love it when people try to hurt my feelings because I don’t have any. 

-sighs- Why am I better than everyone? 

I don’t trust people who can look good with messy hair. 

If my jokes offend you - one; I’m sorry. Two; it won’t happen again. Three; one and two are lies. Four; you’re a pussy. 

If I go to hell, I’m just going to torture everyone by continually asking if it’s hot in here of if it’s just me. 

My love is like a candle; if you forget me, I will burn your fucking house down. 

Let’s play a game called “Guess My Sexuality”. 

I’m angry and quite offended that you don’t have a crush on me. 

Are you from Europe because europiece of shit. 

[camerxs]

knves:

                 ’ 'a guy with a brown hat'?                    ’silly               sideburns’?                    could   you  be  anymore                    v        a        g        u       e? ‘

        ’ this guy has the most                ridiculous sideburns in the world, okay?                and  jay's  hat-- well.  not  many  people                wearing 'em walk around with cameras,                too, y'know? '

[fragile--pieces]

[camerxs]

knves:

                   ’ yeah, i think so, at least.                                 can’t    really     remember    what    it                                 was about, though. must’ve watched                                 it     a     while     ago     or    somethin’. ‘

        ’ weeell, either way,                i'm sure you'll remember eventually! maybe--                but, for now, can you tell me if you've seen a                guy with a brown hat walking around? might                be with another one with silly sideburns, or                carrying around a camera? '

[camerxs]

kralieee:

                there’s a roll of his eyes that fit                 with seth’s words ; && it’ll be his                 only response. alex’s radio has                 remained off for days, the controls                 && surrounding dash collecting dust.                 there’s a surfacing fear of the static                 that comes with channel switching                 that prevents all usage. he’s googled                 it ; && it’s said to be normal. accumulating                 new phobias && dislikes over time.                                                             && alex left it at that. 

                it’s most silence. alex making occasional                  glances towards seth && the camera. just                                                                             to be sure && safe.

           ❝ i know you do. ❞

                it’s a near four to five minute late response.

           ❝ just nerves from this whole movie thing.               they really —— pile up, or whatever. ❞

                fingers tap against the steering wheel.                 alex is justifying himself ; but not apologizing.                 any beforehand apologies should be cherished.                 S              O                 R                 R              Y                 is no more than n o n e x i s t e n t to him now.

                seth doesn't move to do anything to interrupt                 the silence that descends over them, content                 enough to stare out the window as they drive.                 it's not like it's a particularly new thing anyway,                 and it's not quite as bad as driving with tim and                 brian. (one so quiet it's scary, the other talking                 a mile a minute to fill the silence.)                 so when alex does reply, it makes him jump,                 if only because he hadn't been expecting                 anything in turn.                   and he smiles, because he's-- he's proud.                   it's not quite impressing their director, but                   the acknowledgement of his capabilities                   practically makes him shine.           ’ it's totally fine. that's what we'd all figured, really.             i mean, it must be pretty hard, havin' to make sure             that everything works out properly, and that we're             all doing the right thing. but-- yeah. it's fine.             we all get it. '                   though he doesn't quite turn to face the other,                   he peeks out of the corner of his eye, still smiling                   - or near grinning now - and kind of wanting to                   ruffle alex's hair, because aw.           ’ you're a great director, ' (kind of. in some ways.)           ’ like, you're grumpy a lot and you shout all the time,             but-- all of us, we like working with you, and you're             dedicated as all hell to this film, so.. yeah. '

[camerxs]

kralieee:

                alex hates it ; how cautious everybody has to be.                 hell, amy even kicked him out. not that he didn’t                 have his own place, evidently — but this was never                 what he knew.                        COLD && DISTANT.                                      but he’s not distant                                      from people ; it’s them,                                      E  V  E  R  Y  O  N  E                                      seemed to be doing it.

                alex doesn’t blame them —                 but he doesn’t blame himself, either.                 it was an unwelcomed, && unleaving                 irritation that was nested beneath pale                 skin that he was unable to shake off.

           ❝ just —— i don’t care.                            keep it rolling.                     all night.               all day. ❞

                alex will double click the unlock button,                 just in case — before moving into the                  drivers seat. a quick gesture to offer                 out the dashboard for seth to use for                 camera placement, before he’s getting                 the ignition ignited.

           ❝ it’s an easy job.               maybe one day, you’ll catch on. ❞

              the answer, expected as it may have been,               makes  seth's  nose   scrunch  up,  but  he               doesn't try to protest it. instead, he just nods,               pointing the  device in  front of  him as they               walk and carefully away from him.               (as much as he likes handling the things,                 he doesn't like being in front of them. he                 prefers being behind  the camera rather                 than performing in front of it.)           ’ alright. might have to charge             it as soon  as we're  back at             yours, though. ‘               he stumbles in after alex, settling the camera               up front, making  sure it's  pointed at alex               rather than on the boring road or him.           ’ jerk. i do my work just fine.             well, uh.. when i'm not             tripping up or anything. ‘

[camerxs]

thearkawaits:

                 ’Yeah, Jay is a saint, truth to be told. I don’t know, maybe something                   is not working out?       Maybe Alex can’t quite get his vision across?                   Mmm— I’m sure he can deal with it though, he’s probably the most                   ambitious guy in the class. And please— I’m doing all of this to help                   him and to get some experience, I mean, I’m going to be working on                   a project soon too. Though I probably won’t require such a big crew.”

            ' practice makes perfect, i guess. poor kid... yeah. i mean, i'm worried               'bout him, you know?  this much-- stress can't be good for him, and i               don't want  him to  wear  himself out  or  anything.  ambitious  or  not,               pushing himself too much isn't gonna help anything. i'd say something,               but he'd probably just shout at me again.                             oh, yeah? you gonna do a one-man show? the brian show,                             or somethin' inane like that. '

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kralieee:

                d o g s. alex stopped liking dogs                 when rocky died. unknown cause.                 whatever is slowly draining alex                 of                            HAPPINESS                 killed his f u c k i n g dog ; && for                 that ?? he stopped liking the barking                 animals, not that he’d tell anybody.

                alex doesn’t mind the company. &&                 he doesn’t mind saving the gas money,                 either. of course they’re mostly hostile —                 but there’s only a limited amount of                 bullshitting things you can say to insult                 one another when watching sitcoms.

           ❝ starting to think you                && my couch have a thing. ❞

                he’ll dig out his keys from oversized                 cargo short pockets, && start moving                 back towards the couch. it’s the nicest ;                 most normal thing alex has said to him                 in a while — cherish it.

           ❝ doesn’t bother me at all. ❞

              seth wonders if he's really stayed               so often that it warrants a comment               on it  (but at  least he's  not  being               shouted at). but then he remembers               that it's kind of become a frequent               thing, and a sheepish grin spreads               across his lips.           ’ it's comfortable! but-- we're             trying to keep quiet about it. '               he's not even lying. it's a helluva lot               more comfortable than his own couch,               where he usually ends up crashing               after being too lazy to fall into his bed.               maybe one day he can try and nick               alex's and replace it with his own.           ’ thanks. i really appreciate it an' all.             —do you want the camera with you             or should i just leave it somewhere? '               asking the important questions, since               sure making up his own mind and               inevitably the wrong decision would               just get him kicked out. or worse,               ~scolded again.

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