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@girldamnxd-blog
It’s the middle of the night, and my muse just climbed into your muse’s bedroom window.
Send me “What are you doing in my room?”, and I’ll generate a number between 1 and 25 for what my muse will say to yours.
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The bartender made her drink and sat it down atop a napkin in front of her. He slid over a bowl of peanuts as well before turning his back on her to see to his other costumers. Kate eyed the peanuts wearily as she reached for her drink and took a sip. Strong. It sent that familiar, biting feeling as it slid down the back of her throat. Whiskey had somehow turned into the most stable relationship she had in her life. Always there for her.
She had been out since the early hours of the day, working a case. Had been simple enough, just a run of the mill haunting. Kate took care of it. She downed the rest of her drink, caught the bartenders eye and signaled for round two. He placed the second drink in front of her moments later, and she picked it up, staring down into the dark liquid.
As they often cruelly did, her thoughts took control, forcing her to painfully acknowledge reality. Kate had a single year left. Every passing minute, every second that ticked by brought her barreling ever closer to the end.
It wasn’t always like this. There was a time, at some point in her life, where she had been on a “normal” path. Then everything had changed, and she had made a choice. A choice that has haunted her all these years. Nine, to be exact. Soon it would all be over, and she could live with that... and even if she couldn’t, she had no real other choice. She made her own bed, and soon would have to lie in it.
“Happy birthday to me.” Kate muttered under her breath before raising the glass to her lips. Her eyes drifted to the television mounted above the bar, already feeling the effects of the whiskey. Perks of being a lightweight. The local news was on, reporting another death in the area. It grabbed her attention with mild interest. As she watched, her blood ran cold. She instantly recognized the location; has been there only hours before. No.
“Shit.” She gasped, staring aghast at the screen.
If someone else had been killed, it was all her fault. If someone else was dead, that meant one thing: she had been WRONG.
I am sorry. I lost something there. Like a path I was walking that dead-ended, and now I am alone and lost in the forest, and I am here and I do not know where here is any more.
Neil Gaiman, Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances (via soracities)
CASUALLY HERE WHILE I REVAMP SHIT SO SEND ME STUFF
RP starters: Injured/death
“Hey, you’re bleeding!”
“Can you move?”
“You will be fine, I promise..”
“Don’t you dare to leave me. Not now.”
“We can get you fixed in no time.”
“Please get up.”
“I refuse to believe it will all end like this!”
“You won’t die, not on my watch!”
“Ouch.. that must hurt “
“Shit, wait.. I’ll patch you up.”
“What were you thinking?! You could’ve killed yourself!”
“I came too late..”
“You should’ve told me earlier.. I could’ve helped you!”
“I swear to god if you die on our way back I’ll kill you.”
“It’s nothing, just a scratch.”
“Look, no need to fuss over me. I’m fine!”
“Well, you see.. It’s a really long story. Will you help me or not?”
“I can’t make it.”
“I am dying. There is nothing you can do about it.”
“It’s not your fault, okay?”
“It just hurts… hurts so goddamn much.”
“Are you going to let me suffer more?”
“There is no happy ending to this.”
“I have been through worse…”
“I’m not going to lie, this is not how I planned this would go down.”
“They came out of nowhere.. I couldn’t react in time.”
“How bad does it look?”
“I knew this day would come.. sooner or later.”
“———— How the fuck do you even get by?”
"Um, by getting men to do the dirty work for me, obviously."
wxshless
As the sun went down, she stupidly found herself completely and utterly alone out in the forest, far from home and without a clue as to how to get back.
Kate cursed herself silently; she had brought this upon herself. She had thought she could scout the land, look for food, when all she had done was gotten herself hopelessly lost. Amazed by being on Earth, she had strayed too far, taking the forest all in.
As the night grew darker, her heart beat sped up, panic setting in as she took in the full magnitude of her stupidity. Pressing her back to a large tree, swallowing hard and forcing the tears down, she kept her makeshift blade tight in her shaking hands. There was the unmistakeable rustle of movement out in the woods, and Kate had to force herself not to let out a scream. Never before had she experience this sort of desperate terror. Dark eyes scanned the tree line for movement, heart in her throat. If she was to survive the night, then she needed to not tremble in the presence of a foe. This was Earth, after all, not the Ark. Fingers tightening around her weapon, she stared defiantly back out into the night.
”Yea, whatever—— Hand me that socket wrench.”
"---- you say that like I'm supposed to know what it is."
closed: girldamnxd
It was just another job— those were famous last words. But, ones that Dean found himself thinking anyways. How many times had he done that in the past? Too many to count in truth but, that was what he did. Thought a job was easy then had to hustle to fix things. All the research was done. News articles read— the leg work just about complete. Now it was time for a trip to the morgue. One of Dean’s least favorite things really but, it was necessary if he wanted to be certain what he was hunting. The smell was always the same— sterile death. It always caused his stomach to flip flop no matter how many times he’d been inside a morgue. They ALL smelled the same too that was what bothered him. Nothing ever seemed to change when it came to the scent. Introducing himself to the cop that was at the desk Dean flashed his fake badge and the best smile he could muster— Now he just needed to make it through the whole viewing the body process. ❝Glad I didn’t eat a big breakfast.❞ he commented walking through the door as the smell hit him like a ton of bricks.
She stood staring down at the body, grimacing. No matter how many dead bodies you see, you never really get used to it, especially something like this. The vic barely resembled a human being anymore. With a frown, Kate leaned in closer looking over the bite marks. It certainly was a first for her. Never before had she encountered something so...savage. With a gloved hand, she pulled the white sheet further back to reveal more of his abdomen, fighting back down the nausea. Kate took a steadying breath before muttering aloud---- ❝You poor bastard--you didn't stand a chance, did you?❞ The doors to the morgue swung open, and Kate jumped with a start, looking up to see the suit walk in. Her heartbeat increased instantly, giving him a quick once over. Last thing she needed was to be caught impersonating an officer. Straightening up, she offered up a smile and a small chuckle. ❝You'll be more thankful for that after you see this.❞
Gesturing towards what was left of the corpse in front of her, brow raised, ❝Guessing you're here for this guy, huh?❞
A FEMALE CHARACTER IS NOT ‘WEAK’ JUST BECAUSE SHE IS IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH A MAN, OR BECAUSE SHE CRIES OVER ONE, NOR IS SHE BEING ‘DESTROYED’ BECAUSE SHE IS IN LOVE. CAN WE STOP ACTING LIKE WOMEN HAVE TO BE EMOTIONALLY DETACHED AND HATEFUL AND ACT LIKE THEY’RE ‘TOO GOOD FOR ANY MAN’ JUST TO BE DEEMED STRONG PLEASE.
１９８９ sᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴇᴍᴇ
"Everybody here wanted something more." "I could dance to this beat." "Like any great love, it keeps you guessing." "Like any true love, it drives you crazy." "But you know you wouldn’t change anything." "I could show you incredible things." "I’m dying to see how this one ends." "I can make the bad guys good for a weekend." "So it’s gonna be forever or it’s gonna go down in flames." "We’ll take this way too far." "You’re the King, baby, I’m your Queen." "I can make all the tables turn." “‘Cause, darling, I’m a nightmare dressed like a daydream.” "They’ll tell you I’m insane." "Don’t say I didn’t say, I didn’t warn ya." "It all seems so simple." "The rest of the world was black and white." "We were built to fall apart." "People like you always want back the love they gave away." "And people like me wanna believe you when you say you’ve changed." "All you had to do was stay." "I’ve been picking up the pieces of the mess you made." "Did you have to hit me, where I’m weak?" "I wish you would come back." "I wish you knew that I’ll never forget you as long as I live." "I want you for worse or for better." "And you left her all alone, and never told her why." "I thought heaven can’t help me now." "I never dreamed of this." "I can hear them whisper as we pass by." "Love’s a fragile little flame, it could burn out." "They are the hunters, we are the foxes." "Let them say what they want, we won’t hear it." "Loose lips sink ships all the damn time." "I know places we won’t be found." "And they’ll be chasing their tails tryin’ to track us down." "I’m spinning out of control." "Didn’t they tell us don’t rush into things?" ”Didn’t it all seem new and exciting?” "And we pretended it could last forever." "But there were strangers watching." "I reached for you but you were gone." "We play dumb but we know exactly what we’re doing." "I could build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me." "But every night with us is like a dream." "We need love, but all we want is danger." "He keeps the picture of you in his office downtown." "And by morning gone was any trace of you." "Just because you’re clean don’t mean you don’t miss it."
I am n o t вяσкєη broken implies that I can be f i x e d and darling, I r e g r e t to inform you: {nothing can fix me}
To feel anything deranges you. To be seen feeling anything strips you naked.
Anne Carson, from Red Doc (via pondelistic)
ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴄʜᴇᴀᴛ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴅɪɢɢɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇ.
