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〜❁〜 @llionheartcd
The streets are alive today, more so than usual; what would normally be bustling sidewalks has turned into a solid wall, people stopped to watch whatever is flowing through the city’s veins, others squeezing their way through gaps or, lacking such, making their own with stubborn insistence, forceful words. Chatter hangs heavy over the crowd, filling up what space bodies can’t. If only Cricket had known he would have kept the door shut, hidden safely behind it, but—here he is, in the thick of it. Which is worse? To be trapped amidst the breathing forest, or suffer the pressing of strangers in hopes of breaking free?
The boy can’t seem to decide, can hardly move anyway, and what little movement there is comes from the sluggish flow of others around him. In the end it’s easiest to just go along, isn’t it? So he follows, slow and cautious and without tripping, and indeed it does seem to be working (where he’s going he doesn’t know but he was born here, he can figure it out, that’s not what worries him)—until he’s brought not into a pocket of space but another body. It’s hardly a bump but people are solid and there and Cricket flinches away slightly, has nowhere to go, ducks his head in silent apology. Wavers on whether he dares to look up.
LIKE for a starter?? bleas i’m desperate,
injured memes
“ oh my god what happened? ”
“ you’re bleeding! why are you bleeding? ”
“ who did this to you? ”
“ that’s… a lot of blood ”
“ i think… it’s broken ”
“ can you move? does it hurt? ”
“ we need to get you to a hospital ”
“ what are you talking about? this is not just a scratch ”
“ it’s just a scratch ”
“ it’s nothing, i’m totally fine ”
“ that’s not supposed to bend that way ”
“ what the hell did you do? ”
“ don’t you pass out on me ”
“ i’m just so tired ”
“ hey, whoa, you alright there? ”
“ i just need to sit down for a minute ”
“ let me carry you ”
“ it won’t stop bleeding! ”
“ you’re gonna be just fine, i promise ”
“ hey! i said stay awake! ”
“ tell me what hurts ”
“ does it hurt when i do this? ”
“ ow! that hurts! ”
“ i’m fine, i can walk, just give me a minute ”
“ it was an accident ”
⊱simple introduction starters⊰
❝what are you doing here?❞
❝you're going to hurt yourself, let me help you.❞
❝why are you staring at me?❞
❝if you didn't want to talk to me, you could've just said so.❞
❝i think you dropped this.❞
❝here, i'll pay for that.❞
❝so i assume you're the one everyone's talking about.❞
❝that outfit looks nice on you, where'd you get it?❞
❝why are you doing this?❞
❝so that looks dangerous... want to try it?❞
❝you're going to do WHAT with WHAT?❞
❝can you help me grab this?❞
❝don't talk to me until i've had my coffee. thanks.❞
❝that was possibly the weirdest thing i've ever seen.❞
❝you have the prettiest smile i've seen all day.❞
❝do i have anything on my shirt?❞
❝are you waiting for an interview too?❞
❝is this seat saved for anyone?❞
❝i've never been here before, it's beautiful.❞
❝do you know the directions to (location)?❞
❝so how long have you been working here?❞
❝how many of those have you had?❞
❝i'm not suppose to talk to strangers.❞
❝you'll be ok, i promise.❞
❝can you hear me?❞
❝i think you're on my foot...❞
❝i guess you're stuck with me 'til the elevator starts working.❞
❝could you POSSIBLY get more annoying?❞
❝i have several questions, first off WHY?❞
❝why would you do that?"
❝i think that guy is giving you a weird look.❞
❝hey are you ok?❞
❝do you live here?❞
❝are you third-wheeling too?❞
❝why are like this?❞
❝who did this to you?❞
❝who told you that?❞
❝why are you following me?❞
hey guys, I decided to make a follow list for my child!! I’ll make update posts as necessary, but for now I’m “following”:
@starbrosforever, @xjelani, @dxotine, @divergent-assurgent, @merrickals, @llionheartcd !
likestoslay:
send me a ▲ & i will put our character’s names into this generator and write a starter based on the scenario that comes up!
happy ask list for when you’re sad:
sunflower: if there was a door that went to a city that was a good representation of you, what city would it be and would you go through the door?
pink: sunsets or sunrises?
freshly cut grass: are you an early riser? if not, is this because you stay up late?
journal: would you dye your hair if you had the opportunity? why or why not?
painting: in what ways are you creative?
waves: is there one music genre you can’t listen to?
writing: do you write letters? if not, would you like to be?
waterfalls: describe your perfect date.
freckles: what’s something that makes you happy? describe the first thing that comes to your head.
dimples: would you rather be inviting on a hike or a night out?
blushing: describe a rad person you know.
watercolour: talk about something someone you are interested in can do that never fails to make you find them attractive?
pine: if you could only smell one scent for the rest of your life, what would it be?
pink eyeshadow: pasta or pizza?
icy: homemade or takeout?
rosè: what’s your opinion on shyness?
clouds: list your top 5 songs at the moment and how they make you feel
silk: list songs you listen to for a jam
white sheets: where’s somewhere you would love to travel to? why?
black nail polish: what do you do to pamper yourself?
hidden beaches: do you prefer to hang out in a big group or one on one?
crossed fingers: using no negative words, describe your hair.
mocktails: cold weather or hot weather?
I’m too lazy for half-assedly fancy promos anymore hey guys it’s HUSH! do you like soft boys? especially soft boys who love flowers? ❋❀❁✾✿ AND what about soft boys who are also SUPERHEROES? how about soft boys who are superheroes who also struggle with anxiety?
well here he is!! Cricket Johnson, the softest soul: ❋ his room is basically a greenhouse at this point ❀ he chose to gain abilities he isn’t sure he should have ❁ he’s had Selective Mutism since he was young ✾ he’s a scaredy-cat and cries easily and his heart is in the right place ✿ he wears skirts in the summer because they’re nice and cool and?? because he can wear whatever he wants??
so if you could give this a like / reblog, we’d both appreciate it very much !
starbrosforever:
The silence worried him. There were little things that should’ve pushed him away, like the way his feet inched backward or the nod that tried to answer the question. However, Luke had never learned how to take a hint, and the silence told him to push on just a bit further. He wasn’t trying to play librarian or anything, just make sure that he was alright and help if he wasn’t. He seemed anxious, nervous, quiet. He reminded Luke a lot of himself. Well, maybe minus the quiet part. He could be quite loud if he was fired up enough, which happened more than he thought it did. His eyes caught the pocket of his jacket, and he wondered if there was a way to help without scaring him off with his slightly forward personality.
“Are you sure? If you’re looking for something, I could help. I know this section of the library like the back of my hand. Is it something new?” He scanned the shelves instead of trying to make eye contact. If he was actually looking for something, maybe Luke would get lucky and spot it.
Is he sure? No. No, he’s never sure, but he has to decide eventually, as always. And he does. The stranger sounds so earnest, perfectly at home among the shelves, with the quiet. He asks, but not for words. Carefully, slowly, eyes downcast in something akin to embarrassment, Cricket’s hand creeps from his pocket, slip of paper folded neatly. It’s offered to the man with hesitant fingertips, questioning: is he sure?
(Written carefully inside in small, round handwriting is a list: Bonzai Carmona (Fukien Tea) Azalea (Rhododendron) Serissa Foetida (Japonica?) (Snow Rose) The last is circled and pinned by a line drawn to a question mark; uncertainty without finality, not enough to erase.)
new tags, again,
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when the pornbots message ur softest, sweetest, softest boy............
who is also asexual um
(by SophieKoryn)