“ LET THE SCAFFOLDING INSIDE OF ME BE STRONG ENOUGH TO HOLD THIS TIRED BODY UP — ”
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“ LET THE SCAFFOLDING INSIDE OF ME BE STRONG ENOUGH TO HOLD THIS TIRED BODY UP — ”
pssst. this blog is being archived! benji is being moved to @scaffoldheld !
possibly maybe should've mentioned before, but i'm leaving for florida tonight, then going on a cruise and gonna be unavailable for like a week. gonna be kicking it and hanging out with my best friend and it's gonna be great. i may be on until like. sometime around 4 on saturday, but honestly don't expect me after noon tomorrow bc i'll be hanging with my best friend and i'm honestly just so excited.
some one word prompts . ( send one of the words for our muses to interact based off that word )
goodbye : my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye.
secrets : my muse sharing/confiding their deepest, darkest secret with your muse.
nightmare : my muse coming to your muses aid when they awake from a nightmare.
push : my muse pushing your muse out of the way of danger.
embrace : my muse abruptly throwing their arms around your muse, hugging them tightly.
bloody : my muse coming to your muse with blood stains on their clothes and hands, shaking.
drunk : my muse takes care of your muse while they are in a drunken state.
bed : my muse wakes up in the same bed as your muse with little recollection of the night before.
slap : my muse slaps your muse across the face out of anger.
gone : my muse stays by your muses side while they take their last breath.
scream : my muse hears your muse scream and quickly runs to their side.
sleep : my muse falls asleep on your muse, making it hard for my muse to leave.
stalk : my muse gets caught by your muse trailing behind them, watching them.
sacrifice : my muse jumps in front of your muse, sacrificing their life for your muses life.
trail : my muse watches as your muse traces one of my muses scares, asking them about it.
love : my muse confronts your muse about why they never say ’ i love you ’ back.
piggyback : my muse jumps on your muses back, my muse gives yours a piggyback ride.
jump : my muse runs to your muse and jumps up, my muse holding yours up by their thighs.
dance : my muse holds their hand out, waiting for your muse to come out and slow dance with them.
carry : my muse carries your muse to their house, either drunk, or a weakened state, can specify.
lighter : my muse pulls out a lighter and lights it for your muse to use to light their cigarette.
shot : my muse gets shot and struggles to your muses house for aid.
wound : my muse patches and bandages a wound your muse has gotten.
fight : my muse stops your muse from getting into a physical fight with someone else.
arrest : your muse finds my muse arrested in cuffs with swarming police everywhere.
hospital : my muse awakens in a hospital, finding your muse by their side, asking what happened.
gun : my muse pulls out a gun on your muse, your muse tries to talk them into putting the gun down.
betrayal : my muse finds out that your muse has betrayed them in same way and confronts them about it.
nude : my muse walks in on your muse accidentally seeing them naked.
karaoke : my muse pulls your muse up on stage with them to sing some karaoke songs.
laughter : my muse hears your muse laughing uncontrollably and approaches to see if they are okay.
murder : my muse walks in on your muse committing a gruesome murder.
wet : my muse strips down to their under garments and runs into the water, motioning for your muse to join them.
don’t mind me i’m just gonna test some tag bullshit here as i revamp benji.
plotting call ! i’m gonna be out and about for a little bit but hit the heart and i’ll pop into your ims/discord/whatever else to plot. benji’s being loud tonight.
troubldtwn / nathan wuornos
“people never do.”
more often than not, seeing is believing with the troubles. even then, most people are content to cling to denial, or ignorance. makes them feel safe, hiding behind the familiar, behind things they can explain. hell, it had made him feel that way. explaining his condition away with medical terminology… it had been a security blanket, one he’d clutched tightly around himself until he simply couldn’t anymore. “ you… grow up here and you hear these stories. horrible things happening to your neighbour, or their kids—kids in your class, kids who get pulled out of school, kids who don’t… come back to school, when it’s all over. ” he grinds to a halt, a sigh rattling loose from somewhere in his chest. nathan digs his nails into his palm, watches the crescent shapes form without feeling the sting. “ they’re meant to make you behave, when your parents tell them. and you do. because you don’t want that to be you. they’re just meant to scare you, when it’s your friends whispering them to you over a bonfire on the beach. and they do. believe me, or don’t. they’re real. I’m troubled… you’re troubled. ”
benji tries his best to imagine it, to project the uncertainty and fear nathan had described onto his own hometown, to place himself in the shoes of a person who’d grown up surrounded by whispers of troubles, but comes up short. the things nathan had described, they couldn’t be real, they weren’t possible.
four points of faint, stinging, pain bloom suddenly across his palm and he sighs, hand flexing and curling once in an ever futile attempt to dismiss the sensation. he knows what he’ll see before he looks, but his eyes flick to nathan’s fingers anyway, watching his nails press imprints into his skin. he swallows, clenches his jaw as he tears his focus away, shoves his hand into his pocket. mirror touch synesthesia and atypically presenting pain disorder. the diagnoses he’s had since childhood are familiar, ingrained, but now the explanations feel like they have a footnote, denoting trouble as an alternative for consideration.
suddenly longing for a drink, benji can do little to stop the way his mind tries to put together the pieces of all nathan has told him, years of detective work demanding the procurement of an answer. “ why? i mean, ” he pauses, straightens up, ignoring the part of him that knows he’s letting himself get sucked in, “ assumin’ things are like you say, then… why? there’s gotta be a reason for it. ”
ROSWELL NEW MEXICO ⇢ 1x09
things that are hard to hear.
**possible triggers - abuse / death / suicidal implications change pronouns as needed for things you’d WANT to hear, click here!!
❝ i don’t want you in my life anymore. ❞
❝ i don’t want to have a relationship with you. ❞
❝ she’s not coming home. ❞
❝ that wasn’t meant for you. ❞
❝ i don’t love you, okay? i never did. i never will. ❞
❝ you’re wasting my time. ❞
❝ you’re wasting your time. ❞
❝ you’re not listening to me! ❞
❝ i feel like i can’t tell you anything. ❞
❝ you’re too late. ❞
❝ you don’t give yourself enough credit. ❞
❝ you don’t give me enough credit. ❞
❝ it’s time for things to change. ❞
❝ you failed me. ❞
❝ fuck you. ❞
❝ i can see right through you. ❞
❝ things are getting bad again. ❞
❝ are things getting bad again? ❞
❝ move on. ❞
❝ that’s on you. that’s your fault. ❞
❝ you’re holding on to things that are holding you back. ❞
❝ you haven’t changed. ❞
❝ i’m not changing my mind. ❞
❝ i’m dying. ❞
❝ you’re good – but you’re not as good as you could be. ❞
❝ it’s always about you. ❞
❝ nobody cares about your problems. ❞
❝ i don’t trust you. ❞
❝ you’re being taken advantage of! ❞
❝ i feel like you’re taking advantage of me. ❞
❝ did you hear what she said about you? ❞
❝ life isn’t fair. suck it up. ❞
❝ i didn’t mean i liked you that way– ❞
❝ maybe it’s better this way. ❞
❝ i wish i’d never met you. ❞
❝ you ruin my happiness. ❞
❝ i think we should see other people. ❞
❝ i’m not ready to settle down. ❞
❝ i want to love someone like you love me. ❞
❝ you can do anything you set your mind to, but you won’t. ❞
❝ stop crying. ❞
❝ don’t come back. ❞
❝ i’m not coming back. ❞
❝ i don’t care enough about you to hate you. ❞
❝ i feel like you’re dragging me down with you. ❞
❝ why don’t you smile anymore? ❞
❝ something happened today. ❞
❝ i don’t want to do this anymore. ❞
❝ stop letting it get to you. ❞
❝ i’m sorry. ❞
❝ i’m not sorry. ❞
❝ you’re not sorry. ❞
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starter call ! hit the heart and i’ll write up a (probably short, probably spotify based, since benji’s playlist is fucking me up) starter!
“am I supposed to be grateful to have survived this?”
— Brenna Twohy, from “I Know It’s a Little Late,” Forgive Me My Salt (via lifeinpoetry)
not munday until tomorrow but tbqh i’m expecting tomorrow to be awful and this is the first picture of myself i’ve taken in awhile that i haven’t hated thank you snapchat filters so.
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