collapsing star *

you’re gonna carry that weight

[hakune-old]

hi! so i have come to the conclusion that extending my hiatus to an indefinite one might be good for me rn. my life as it is is just … not in the best place rn, to put it shortly, and tbh tumblr has not really sparked joy for a while with it kinda getting disheartening interactions-wise — which is also partly my fault, i know. either way my desire to write here recently has been … lacking severely shsvwksbsj. if u would like to reach me to keep in touch or write feel free to ask for my discord!

[ohisms]

𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑺 .   (  an  updated  collection  of  100+  question  prompts .   feel  free  to  adjust  phrasing  /  gendered  terms  as  necessary . )

❛  you’re  leaving ?  ❜

❛  can  i  come  in ?  ❜

❛  can  you  shut  up ? ❜

❛  are  you  [ name ] ?  ❜

❛  who  am  i  to  you ?  ❜

❛  why  should  i  care ?  ❜

❛  can  i  come  inside ?  ❜

❛  did  i  do  something ?  ❜

❛  you  don’t  trust  me ?  ❜

❛  can  we  make  a  deal ?  ❜

❛  are  you  lying  to  me ?  ❜

❛  are  you  free  tonight ?  ❜

❛  are  we  going  to  die ?  ❜

❛  can  i  come  with  you ?  ❜

❛  can  we  call  it  even ?  ❜

❛  you  stay  here ,  okay ?  ❜

❛  you  think  i’m  stupid ?  ❜

❛  can  you  stitch  me  up ?  ❜

❛  are  you  doing  alright ?  ❜

❛  is  that  …  my  shirt ?  ❜

❛  who  takes  care  of  you ?  ❜

❛  have  you  seen  yourself ?  ❜

❛  what  took  you  so  long ?  ❜

❛  can’t  you  see  i’m  busy ?  ❜

❛  who  do  you  think  i  am ?  ❜

❛  why  are  you  helping  me ?  ❜

❛  are  you  happy  with  him ?  ❜

❛  are  we  having  a  moment ?  ❜

❛  are  you  listening  to  me ?  ❜

❛  how  are  you  so  arrogant ?  ❜

❛  how  did  you  afford  this ?  ❜

❛  what  are  you  doing  here ?  ❜

❛  is  this  all  in  my  head ?  ❜

❛  why  won’t  you  look  at  me ? ❜

❛  are  you  here  to  kill  me ?  ❜

❛  do  you  want  some  company ?  ❜

❛  are  you  from  around  here ?  ❜

❛  do  you  need  to  lie  down ?  ❜

❛  are  we  on  the  same  page ?  ❜

❛  why  didn’t  you  defend  me ?  ❜

❛  are  you  sure  you’re  ready ?  ❜

❛  where  is  this  coming  from ?  ❜

❛  where  were  you  last  night ?  ❜

❛  you  wanted  to  talk  to  me ?  ❜

❛  will  you  PLEASE  be  quiet ?!  ❜

❛  what  was  i  supposed  to  do ?  ❜

❛  why  do  you  look  so  guilty ?  ❜

❛  [ name ]  …  truth  or  dare ?  ❜

❛  why  did  you  bring  me  here ?  ❜

❛  are  you  looking  for  someone ?  ❜

❛  since  when  does  that  matter ?  ❜

❛  why  do  you  put  up  with  me ?  ❜

❛  THIS  is  your  breaking  point ?  ❜

❛  what  can  i  say  to  fix  this ?  ❜

❛  do  you  think  i  deserve  this ?  ❜

❛  hey ,  hey ,  are  you  with  me ?  ❜

❛  why  are  you  leaving  so  soon ?  ❜

❛  what  do  you  get  out  of  this ?  ❜

❛  [ name ] ,  what  have  you  done ?  ❜

❛  do  you  have  a  minute  to  talk ?  ❜

❛  did  you  ever  actually  love  me ?  ❜

❛  do  you  need  somewhere  to  stay ?  ❜

❛  why  don’t  you  ever  listen  to  me ?

❛  do  you  hear  yourself  right  now ?  ❜

❛  you  knew  &  you  didn’t  tell  me ?  ❜

❛  do  you  want  something  to  drink ?  ❜

❛  when  did  you  know  you  loved  me ?  ❜

❛  when  was  the  last  time  you  ate ?  ❜

❛  what’s  your  favorite  scary  movie ?  ❜

❛  do  you  want  to  get  out  of  here ?  ❜

❛  why  is  this  so  important  to  you ?  ❜

❛  can  i  at  least  buy  you  a  drink ?  ❜

❛  how  can  you  think  this  is  funny ?  ❜

❛  are  you  sure  you’re  up  for  this ?  ❜

❛  are  you  trying  to  start  something ?  ❜

❛  what  are  we  supposed  to  do  now ?  ❜

❛  can  we  at  least  try  to  be  civil ?  ❜

❛  why  won’t  you  just  leave  me  alone ?  ❜

❛  are  you  thinking  what  i’m  thinking ?  ❜

❛  why  are  you  so  concerned  about  me ?  ❜

❛  why  can’t  you  just  stay  out  of  it ?  ❜

❛  you’re  not  bailing  on  me ,  are  you ?  ❜

❛  how  long  have  you  been  lying  to  me ?  ❜

❛  can  you  keep  your  eyes  open  for  me ?  ❜

❛  how  long  have  things  been  like  this ?  ❜

❛  why  is  this  suddenly  such  a  problem ?  ❜

❛  what ,  am  i  supposed  to  be  impressed ?  ❜

❛  do  you  ever  wish  you  could  run  away ?  ❜

❛  you’re  going  to  believe  them  over  me ?  ❜

❛  why  are  you  looking  at  me  like  that ?  ❜

❛  why  can’t  you  just  tell  me  the  truth ?  ❜

❛  why  can’t  you  ever  take  responsibility ?  ❜

❛  what  can  i  do  to  make  it  up  to  you ?  ❜

❛  can  we  put  this  whole  thing  behind  us ?  ❜

❛  i’m  coming  to  get  you ,  where  are  you ?  ❜

❛  can  you  stay ?  just  for  a  little  while ? ❜

❛  why  won’t  you  let  me  be  here  for  you ?  ❜

❛  when  are  you  going  to  forgive  yourself ?  ❜

❛  is  that  what  your  nightmares  are  about ?  ❜

❛  what  kind  of  person  does  this  make  me ?  ❜

❛  where  are  we  supposed  to  go  from  here ?  ❜

❛  are  you  TRYING  to  get  yourself  killed  ?!  ❜

❛  why  can’t  we  just  talk  like  we  used  to ?  ❜

❛  why  do  these  things  always  happen  to  me ?  ❜

❛  how  long  has  it  been  since  you’ve  slept ?  ❜

❛  can’t  we  just  enjoy  the  moment  for  once ?  ❜

❛  why  can’t  you  ever  stand  up  for  yourself ?  ❜

❛  why  haven’t  you  been  answering  your  phone ?  ❜

❛  what  was  i  supposed  to  do ,  let  you  die ?  ❜

❛  can  you  listen  &  do  what  i  say  for  once ?  ❜

❛  what  do  you  mean ,  you’re  not  coming  back ?  ❜

❛  why  don’t  you  stay  the  night ?  just  once .    ❜

❛  can  you  see  how  many  fingers  i’m  holding  up ?  ❜

❛  you’d  tell  me  if  something  was  wrong ,  right ?  ❜

❛  where  do  you  go  when  you  space  out  like  that ?  ❜

❛  you  were  going  to  leave  without  saying  goodbye ?  ❜

❛  you’ll  stand  by  my  side  no  matter  what ,  right ?  ❜

❛  what  kind  of  mess  have  you  gotten  yourself  into ?  ❜

❛  i  need  you  to  sit  up ,  can  you  do  that  for  me ?  ❜

❛  if  you  have  nothing  to  hide ,  what’s  the  problem ?  ❜

❛  can  we  all  just  act  like  we’re  winning  for  once ?  ❜

❛  can  we  talk  about  this  at  a  time  that  isn’t  now ?  ❜

❛  you  really  don’t  care  about  any  of  this ,  do  you ?  ❜

❛  can  you  just  tell  me  everything’s  going  to  be  okay ?  ❜

❛  you  know  we’re  gonna  have  to  talk  about  this  eventually ,  right ?  ❜

[hakune-old]

 if  he  could  bring  himself  to  pay  less  attention,  this  would  feel  just  like  old  times:  tk  sitting  across  from  him,  breakfast  piled  high  and  two  cups  of  coffee  set  between  their  seats,  a  quietude  that  mornings  always  bring.  beyond  that,  though,  things  couldn’t  be  any  more  different  from  how  it  was  before.  the  distance  between  them  is  the  mere  width  of  his  breakfast  table,  and  yet  the  gap  feels  impossible  to  bridge.  there’s  a  newfound  tension  in  the  air  that’s  so  thick  it’s  almost  palpable;  pulled  taut  like  a  cord,  it’s  one  wrong  statement  away  from  snapping  entirely.  and  the  silence  that  stretches  on  is  not  due  to  their  lips  being  otherwise  preoccupied  —  rather,  it’s  because  carlos  is  finding  it  too  difficult  to  condense  the  complicated  swirl  of  emotions  inside  his  own  chest  into  words.

@heartborrow,  tk  strand  »  this  was  probably  a  mistake.

 it  should  come  as  less  of  a  blow  to  him,  considering  he  agrees,  but  the  wound  still  stings  as  if  it  is  fresh.  the  healthy  thing  to  do  would  be  to  cut  all  ties,  start  the  process  of  finding  someone  new  —  and  yet  they  keep  giving  each  other  excuses  to  fall  into  bed  every  few  weeks  like  lovers,  only  to  wake  up  as  strangers.  carlos  tries  very  hard  to  focus  on  the  steam  billowing  from  his  own  mug  instead  of  redirecting  his  gaze;  if  he  looked  into  those  green  eyes  now,  who  knows  what  he’d  end  up  blurting  out.  he  certainly  wouldn’t  be  able  to  lie.  “mm,”  he  says,  voice  clipped,  as  if  he’s  speaking  to  a  coworker  and  not  someone  whose  life  used  to  be  so  tangled  with  his  own,  “and  i  would  say  it  won’t  happen  again,  but  that  didn’t  exactly  stop  us  the  last  three  times.”  it’s  not  said  as  an  attempt  to  be  malicious  or  to  point  fingers  —  this  is  a  choice  they  both  made,  after  all  —  he’s  only  laying  out  the  facts.

[coyotesresources]

the  intimacy  of  hands.

[ win ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place a hand on the receiver’s neck and rest their forehead against the receiver’s own for a close congrats or excitement at something. [ brush ]  –  for the sender’s muse to give the receiver’s muse a passing touch along the shoulder’s / back as they walk by. [ hold ]  –  for the sender’s muse to hold the receiver’s muse by the face / neck gently and brush their thumbs along their cheeks to get them to focus on them. [ passing confidence ]  –  for the sender’s muse brush their finger’s against the receiver’s muse’s hand, too scared to hold their hand. [ intertwine ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and kiss the back of their hand. [ intertwine & kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and kiss the back of their hand. [ intertwine & hold ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and hold them during an emotional moment to reassure them. [ wrap ]  –  for the sender’s muse to casually wrap their arms around the receiver’s neck and lean on their shoulder from behind. [ palm kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to kiss the palm of receiver’s hand. [ hand kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to kiss the back of the receiver’s hand. [ lay ]  –  for the sender’s muse to lay next to the receiver and lay their hand in the receiver muses’ hand. [ reassure ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place their hand over the receiver’s in a moment of stress and squeeze reassuringly. [ squeeze ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place their hands on the receiver’s shoulders from behind, and offer a reassuring / affirming squeeze before moving on. [ pluck ]  –  for the sender to pluck a foreign object ( twig / leaf / etc. ) out of the receiver muses’ hair. [ play ]  –  for the sender’s muse to run their hand up the receiver’s shoulder and play with the hair at the base of their neck as a means of comfort. [ rub ]  –  for the sender muse to rub up and down the receiver’s back / shoulder as a means of comfort. [ shoulder ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place a hand on the receiver’s shoulder to comfort them, or stop them. [ hug ]  –  for the sender’s muse to drag the receiver’s muse into a tight hug by the back of the neck, and play with their hair at the base of their neck in order to comfort them. [ shock ]  –  for the sender to recoil a bit in shock at how quick the receiver latches onto them in a moment of high emotion, before returning the affections. [ cup ]  –  for the sender’s muse to cup the receiver’s face, and brush their thumb along the receiver’s cheek. [ hair ]  –  for the sender to brush a strand of hair out of the receiver’s face. [ hair & lean ]  –  for the sender to brush a strand of hair out of the face, and lean in slowly for a kiss. [ cup & kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to cup the receiver muses’ face during an incredibly passionate and long overdue kiss. [ what a rush ]  –  for the long long overdue kiss to end, only for the sender to rest their head on the receiver’s, and comment “do you know how long I’ve wanted to do that?” [ no tears ]  –  for the sender to cup the receiver’s face and brush away their tears with their thumbs. [ no tears & kiss ]  –  for the sender to cup the receiver’s face and brush away their tears with their thumbs & kiss the receiver’s forehead. [ stumble ]  –  for the sender’s muse to catch and help the receiver’s muse keep balance. [ shudder ]  –  for the sender to shudder a little at some gentle touch from the receiver. [ nononono! ]  –  for the sender to hold the receiver’s head / face while they’re injured, brush their thumb along their cheeks & refuse to accept that the receiver is dying. [ acceptance ]  –  for the sender & receiver to sit / lay somewhere in acceptance of their ends together. in a final act of closeness, the sender places their hand in the receiver’s own.

[ prompt ] + reverse  –  to reverse any of the prompts !

[toadmemes]

more random dialogue prompts ,

“why do you have that look on your face?”

“finish what you’re doing, we have to talk.”

“what have you done to yourself?”

“did you do something different with your hair?”

“it doesn’t do any good to get worked up.”

“when was the last time we had a real conversation.”

“are you in the witness protection program, or what?”

“there’s something wrong with me.”

“no, i don’t hate you.”

“hey stupid.”

“we’re aren’t them.”

“looks like i’ll live long enough to make you pay.”

“you know you’re wrong.”

“i don’t understand, why are you doing this?”

“now, before i say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm.”

“what makes me so special?”

“you have no idea what i’ve been through.”

“you really don’t have to do that, not for me.”

“did you really think you’d get a second chance?”

"how about we don’t do that.”

“i have a lot going for me, but humility is not one of them.”

“you’re the worst.”

“i don’t need you right now.”

“don’t just stand there, looking at me.”

“i thought you were supposed to call me.”

“take my hand.”

“i need you.”

“you’re allowed to need help sometimes.”

“for someone who doesn’t like to feel things, you sure feel a lot of it out loud.”

“when this is all over, i want it to be you and me.”

“why won’t you tell me what happened?”

“you don’t know what this means to me.

“i know it doesn’t make sense.”

“i’m trying really hard to keep it together.”

“i know you’re new, but we do things a little differently here.”

“your voice is putting me to sleep.”

“did you find what you were looking for?”

"you knew and you didn’t even warn me?”

“well, i guess that’s broken.”

“i thought it was part of the act.”

“you think u don’t know you’re only here because they sent you?”

“you promised to call me if you didn’t know what to wear.”

“you can keep a secret, can’t you?”

“how could you do this to me?”

“put the gun down, dearest. i have news!”

“i know you don’t have any reason to trust me, but you need to know something.”

“if you’re here to tell me what happened last night, someone beat you to it.”

“people think i’m weird.”

“i think i’m losing myself again.”

“you can’t be here.”

“i wish you’d come to the funeral.”

“do you know what today is?”

“so, you broke my favourite mug… and you’re breaking up with me?”

“i need to get out.”

“it’s like i’m cursed or something.”

“you are remarkably well-behaved tonight, what have you been up to?”

“you gonna eat that?”

“sir, the pony rides are for children only.”

“i don’t want you to worry about that anymore.”

“we’ll never make it in time.”

“you’d be late for your own funeral.”

“you should have seen it coming.”

“oh, good, you’re here! hold this.”

“why can’t you just be happy for me?”

“on a scale of one to ten, how do you feel about nachos right now?”

“is this how you flirt with everyone?”

“how much longer till we’re there?”

“what have you done?”

“it’s time for you to repay that debt you owe me.”

“where did you get that? who gave it to you?”

“what kind of mother has thoughts like that?”

“i know I haven’t been what you needed, but i’m here, and i wanna help.”

“i never want to hear you say that again.”

“you’re all i have.”

“i know it’s not perfect, but i did follow the recipe this time.”

“i was doing so well until you showed up.”

“don’t eat that! i made it ‘specially for our guest.”

“it’s not that i don’t like my life, it’s that i don’t have the energy to enjoy it.”

“how can you stand this place?”

“don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t exactly blend in.”

“you need to stop.”

“i don’t like that look, what happened?”

“is that seriously your password?”

“what’s your problem?”

“you had no right to use it without asking.”

“oh, wow, you weren’t kidding.”

“i couldn’t trust my own parents to protect me.”

“i’m surprised you haven’t been arrested yet. wait, no, i’m not.”

“why do you want to help me?”

“ten bucks for that piece of crap?”

“we have to hurry, they’re coming!”

“hey, look what came in the mail!”

“do you want to get a drink or something?”

“please tell me you didn’t eat that.”

“the worst part is you didn’t even notice.”

“if i wanted help, i would have asked.”

“wanna tell me what’s going on with your grades?”

“you need to leave.”

“talk to me, okay? i need to know what’s going on.”

“i do blame you.”

“sometimes life deals you a bad hand, but you can still play your cards right and win.”

“you’re no longer useful to me.”

“i’m not good with sarcasm: if you don’t like me, just say it.”

[soulrph]

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

idk what this is my dudes, i got angsty, then spot.ify gave me a soft song, and i decided to resolve the angst briefly by writing up these! i hope y’all enjoy!

DIALOGUE PROMPTS.

“ hey, look at me… you can do this. okay? you can. “

“ it’s gonna work out, alright? i promise.

“ you’re not alone, okay? not anymore. i’m right here with you. “

“ you good? “

“ here. hold my hand. you get scared again, squeeze tight, and i’ll help you. got it? “

“ shh… it’s okay… breathe with me, okay? in… and out… good job. “

“ we’re gonna figure all this out together, i promise. “

“ that’s it… there we go, good job… let it all out. “

“ of course i came. you called me. what’s wrong? “

“ hey, why don’t we get out of here? would that be better? “

“ you wanna get out of here? i know a great coffee shop a few blocks away. “

“ do you wanna talk about this, or be distracted, or left alone? “

“ you don’t have to be so strong all the time. it’s okay. cry. i’ll be strong for both of us. “

“ hey, i got you some water. drink it all, you’ll feel better. “

“ it’s been a long day. why don’t you stay here tonight? i can take the sofa. “

“ c’mon, you gotta eat something. and i can’t cook, so take-out it is. eat up. “

“ let’s go for a walk. staying here is the worst thing we can do, right? “

“ don’t you pay any heed to those morons. they don’t know you. not like i do. “

“ it’s okay. i got you… “

“ we don’t need to talk unless you want to. i’m happy to just sit with you for a while. “

“ it’s alright. you take your time… i’m gonna be right here whenever you want to talk, okay? “

ACTION PROMPTS.

[ KNEE ]:          sender gently rests a hand on the receiver’s knee to stop them from shaking it.

[ MOUTH ]:          sender notices the receiver’s distress from across a crowded room, and silently mouths “are you okay?” to them.

[ SIT ]:          sender guides the receiver into a seat after noticing them becoming upset.

[ BESIDE ]:          sender sits next to the troubled receiver at a social event so that they don’t have to feel alone.

[ BACK ]:          sender rests a gentle hand against the receiver’s back, silently checking in on them.

[ HAND ]:          sender takes a gentle hold of the receiver’s hand, as a form of emotional support and reassurance.

[ JOIN ]:          sender follows the emotionally unsettled receiver out of a crowded party and into a secluded space to check on their well-being.

[ BREATHE ]:          sender begins to take slow, deliberately even breaths, encouraging the receiver to copy their motions until their own breathing is back to normal.

[ SPOON ]:          sender lies beside the receiver and becomes the big spoon to comfort them.

[ GLANCE ]:          sender glances at the receiver while in a public setting to assure them they aren’t alone, and ground them in doing so.

[ BLOCK ]:          sender deliberately stands in front of the receiver to prevent them from seeing something that may upset them further.

[ SHIELD ]:          sender deliberately stands in front of the receiver to protect them from a targeted attack (verbal or physical).

[ DISTRACT ]:          sender, noticing receiver’s distress, provides a distraction for them (by conversation, a mobile game, a detour, etc.).

[ ARRIVE ]:          sender shows up at the receiver’s door after receiving a troubled phone call from the receiver.

[ CIRCLE ]:          sender rubs slow circles on the receiver’s back while hugging them in an effort to calm them down.

[ FOREHEAD ]:          sender lowers their head to press their forehead against the receiver’s, trying to comfort them in the process.

[ ANCHOR ]:          sender places a hand on the back of the receiver’s neck and pulls them close in an effort to physically and emotionally ground them.

[ HOLD ]:          sender holds out their hands to the receiver, either to hold hands or to hold them.

[ AROUND ]:          while sitting together, the sender quietly wraps an arm around the receiver’s shoulders as a support.

[ SHOULDER ]:          sender reaches out and places a hand on the receiver’s shoulder, both to catch their attention and silently ask if they’re okay.

[ JACKET ]:          sender notices the receiver beginning to shake after an immensely distressing incident, and removes their own jacket to wrap it around the receiver’s shoulders.

[ CATCH ]:          sender, noticing the receiver’s legs beginning to give out beneath them, rushes over to them and catches them before they collapse to the ground.

[lonestardaily]

911 Lone Star | 3x12 “Negative Space”

[hakune-old]

@vaquitos  »  laying  your  head  on  someone’s  shoulder

 “i  told  you,”  her  spiel  continues,  unaffected  by  the  weight  against  her  shoulder,  the  action  silently  acknowledged  by  tilting  her  head  to  bump  it  lightly  against  carlos’,  “the  dating  scene  here  is  pretty  much  hopeless.”  not  that  there  had  been  a  bounty  of  experience  to  compare  it  to  —  for  all  marjan  knew,  miami  was  a  fountain  of  potential  that  went  untapped  due  to  her  prior  commitments.  “unless…”  peering  over  the  rim  of  her  glass  of  iced  tea,  curious  gaze  turns  to  a  nice  looking  man  with  rakish  dark  hair  and  eyes.  “you  think  the  guy  at  our  ten  o’clock’s  gonna  prove  me  wrong?”

[hakune-old]

also! nancy is so attentive & notices / retains so much ?? it must be a quality you need in order to be a paramedic but like - you could say she noticed the dnr bracelet when no one else did (rip lol😭) but also she remembered all those details about tim, caught onto what tk was doing in 308, had something to say about every potential paramedic hire tommy brought up 🤔 …

[beccs]

PETER PARKER The Amazing Spider-Man (2012)

[hakune-old]

vaquitos.

ᵗⁱⁿʸ        ᶠⁱⁿᵍᵉʳˢ        ᵃʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ        ʰⁱˢ        ᵒʷⁿ ,        ʷᵃʳᵐᵗʰ        ᵉʳᵘᵖᵗˢ        ʷⁱᵗʰⁱⁿ        ᶜᵃʳˡᵒˢ’        ᶜʰᵉˢᵗ ,        ᵖʳᵒᵗᵉᶜᵗⁱᵛᵉⁿᵉˢˢ        ᵈʳᵃʷⁿ        ᶠʳᵒᵐ        ʰⁱˢ        ᵛᵉʳʸ        ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ   .                  ⁿᵒᵗ        ʰⁱˢ        ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ        ᵇʸ        ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ ,        ᵗʰᵉ        ˡᵒᵛᵉ        ˢʷⁱᵐᵐⁱⁿᵍ        ⁱⁿ        ᵇʳᵒʷⁿ        ʰᵘᵉˢ        ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ        ᶜᵉʳᵗᵃⁱⁿˡʸ        ˢᶜʳᵉᵃᵐ        ᵒᵗʰᵉʳʷⁱˢᵉ ,         ʰᵉˢⁱᵗᵃⁿᵗ       ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ        ʰᵃᵐᵐᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ        ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿˢᵗ        ˢˡᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ        ʳⁱᵇˢ ,        ᶠᵒʳ        ⁱⁿ        ᵗʰᵃᵗ        ᵐᵒᵐᵉⁿᵗ ,        ʰᵉ        ʰᵒˡᵈˢ        ᵗʰᵉ         ʷᵒʳˡᵈ        ⁱⁿ        ʰⁱˢ        ʰᵃⁿᵈˢ   .                                ‘                ᵒʰ ,        ᵗʰᵃᵗ’ˢ        ᶠⁱⁿᵉ .                ᵈᵒⁿ’ᵗ        ʷᵒʳʳʸ        ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ        ⁱᵗ .               ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ        ˢᵘʳᵉ        ˢʰᵉ        ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ        ᵏⁱᶜᵏ        ᵐᵉ        ⁱⁿ        ᵗʰᵉ        ᶜʰⁱⁿ ,        ᵃⁿᵈ        ⁱ’ᵈ        ᵇᵉ        ᵒᵏᵃʸ        ʷⁱᵗʰ        ⁱᵗ   .                ’                                       ᵃ        ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ ,        ˡⁱⁿᵍᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ        ᵃᵈᵒʳᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ   .                 ᵖˡᵉᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ        ᵉʸᵉˢ        ˢᵉᵃʳᶜʰ        ᶠᵒʳ        ʳᵉᵃˢˢᵘʳᵃⁿᶜᵉ .                                ‘                ˢʰᵉ’ˢ        ˢᵒ        ˢᵐᵃˡˡ   .                ᵃʳᵉ        ʸᵒᵘ        ˢᵘʳᵉ        ˢʰᵉ’ˢ        ᵒᵏᵃʸ ,        ʷⁱᵗʰ        ᵐᵉ        ʰᵒˡᵈⁱⁿᵍ        ʰᵉʳ        ˡⁱᵏᵉ        ᵗʰⁱˢ    ?                ’

 “don’t  you  dare  give  her  any  ideas,  she  might  actually  do  it,”  spoken  with  a  peal  of  laughter,  fondness  ever  present  in  her  voice.  her  flesh  and  blood,  her  second  heart  existing  outside  her  body  and  held  in  carlos’  arms,  but  the  faith  that  she  put  into  him  was  limitless.  “i  think  it’s  safe  to  say  you’re  doing  a  pretty  good  job,”  grace  says,  draping  a  towel  over  broad  shoulder,  “and  i’m  willing  to  bet  she’d  agree.”  gaze  slides  over  to  charlie  again  just  in  time  to  see  eyes  begin  to  fall  shut,  head  full  of  curls  drooping  against  the  carlos’  chest  —  tiny  hand  still  wrapped  around  his  thumb.  it’s  an  endearing  sight,  an  image  that  is  just  begging  to  be  captured  forever  in  a  photograph  and  sent  to  tk  for  good  measure.  “besides,  you  know  tommy’s  always  tellin’  me  about  how  well  you  babysit  the  twins,  right?”

[hakune-old]

caidfael.

𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓         𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖇𝖊𝖉         𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖚𝖉𝖊 ,          usually    it    would    come    as    nuisance .       soft    voice    greets    him ,       like      soft    -     footed     patters    upon    skin ,         and    mismatched    gaze    seeks    other    out    in    the    dawn .         this    presence ,         he    does    not    mind    as    much .       avian    fellow    under    scrutiny    rustles    within    branches    near    and    briefly    attention    returns    to    it ,         although    she    holds    most    of    his    attention .         what      burdens      does      dawn      bring  ?        whittled    carvings    fall    from    hands ,         wooden    debris    around    feet    as    though    torn    wings .         very    rarely    do    others    embrace    dawn ;         sun’s    light    embracing    the    earth ,       rising    with    a    mother’s    love ,        pushing    over    the    land .         he    feels    seen    within    these    moments ,        when    he    rarely    feels    present .        time    held    within    hands    in    precious    yet    no    annoyance    comes    to    share    it    with    her .    ❛this    s’    the    earliest    i’ve    seen    you    rise ,      ❜    gentle    jest    within    tone ,         gravelly    with    morning    disuse    yet    honeyed    from    scarred    lips .         observant    irises    quickly    assess      for    possible    damage    inflicted   ,            cursed    to    always    fear    the    worst .       ❛sit ,        what    bothers     you  ?    ❜

 “i  couldn’t  sleep,”  no  further  elaboration,  but  slate  eyes  shift  from  watching  the  horizon  to  her  seated  companion.  she  doesn’t  know  whether  or  not  to  tell  him  about  what  keeps  her  lying  awake  at  night  [  surely  he’s  seen  much  more,  her  life  just  a  speck  of  dust  in  comparison  to  the  many  he’s  lived  ];  the  wolf  dreams,  the  nightmares  bathed  in  red  —  it  seems  too  grotesque  of  a  thing  to  mar  the  quietude  and  fragility  of  this  dawn  with.  rays  of  light  peek  above  the  mountains,  drenching  the  plains  in  gold;  reminds  arya  of  the  few  constants  that  remain  in  her  life.  and  soon  enough,  even  something  like  the  sun  rising  above  the  horizon  will  no  longer  be  certain.  she  sits  next  to  him  on  the  rotting  log,  fiddles  with  digits,  nervous  habit  arising.  “we’re  getting  so  close  to  winterfell,  i  should  be  grateful  —  but  it’s  wrong,  isn’t  it?  for  part  of  me  to  dread  going  back?”  so  much  has  changed  since  she  last  set  foot  in  her  home,  most  of  it  for  the  worse:  and  it  would  be  another  twist  of  the  knife,  if  he  couldn’t  stay  either.

[hakune-old]

warnsyou.

❛  last words,   motherfucker.  ❜      a grunt loosed from her chest as she hefted the rifle up,   tucked under her arm and fingers hooked   over the trigger in warning.    her smile was cold,    hair tousled  and a spec of dirt smearing her cheek,   knowing he could hear her perfectly well despite the distance between them.    not wasting time,    she took aim and fired  without mercy    —

and whooped  as glass shattered  a few feet away,   her score evening his around a graveyard of decapitated bottles.    the barrel huffed out smoke,   its large body clicking once she’d shouldered it in one arm and grinned  like a fool.     ❛  and you thought i’d eat shit !   how’re we feeling,   buddy ?  ❜

“so what you’re tellin’ me is that i really gotta work on my aim,” circumstance has taught him how to handle a gun well enough, but javier has never felt quite as at home as he does without the familiarity of a baseball bat in his hand. nearly bested by a kid half his age, that’s gotta give him some reason to lick at his wounds — though he would be kidding himself if he had reason to believe this young girl was anything less than extraordinary. she reminds him of someone he wished she could get to know — had she been alive now, they might have been close as sisters.

boot kicks lightly at a shell, mingled among gravel, listening to it plink as it hits the rocks a few feet away. “well, we still have to come up with a tiebreaker,” he says with the rise of an eyebrow. maybe in hindsight it wasn’t such a good idea to decide such menial things with such an elaborate game, but it was much too late to back out now.

[hakune-old]

 somehow  they’d  ended  up  on  the  couch,  the  details  of  how  exactly  they  got  there  already  a  footnote  in  the  back  of  his  mind  —  seems  about  right,  that  everything  else  would  dim  down  to  white  noise,  the  details  of  his  surroundings  muddled  and  unimportant  whenever  him  and  lover  are  tangled  together  like  this.  their  first  official  night  together  in  their  new  home  since  tk  had  been  discharged  from  the  hospital,  and  he’d  wanted  it  to  be  nothing  short  of  perfect;  days  spent  packing  &  unpacking  boxes  he’d  gotten  from  owen,  slotting  parts  of  the  other’s  life  into  this  loft  like  he’s  belonged  here  this  whole  time.  he  always  wanted  to  make  it  as  welcoming  as  possible  for  tk  once  he’d  arrived,  but  for  himself?  the  biggest  factor  in  making  this  house  feel  like  a  home  was  the  love  of  his  life  standing  in  the  middle  of  it.  it  should  not  have  been  much  of  a  surprise,  that  they  would  end  up  here,  not  with  his  boyfriend’s  wandering  eyes  and  lips  and  his  own  inability  to  resist  any  of  his  ministrations.

@heartborrow,    tk  strand  »  smiling  in-between  kisses

 carlos  can  feel  the  smile  on  tk’s  lips  as  they  kiss  and  knows  he  must  bear  the  exact  same  expression  —  but  he  can’t  help  it,  he’s  just  so  damn  happy.  “you’re  distracting  me,  cariño,”  honeyed  tone  mirrors  the  warmth  found  in  brown  hues  when  he  pulls  back,  grin  still  present  on  features.  “i  haven’t  even  finished  giving  you  the  full  tour  of  the  place  yet.”

[hakune-old]

gonna put a pause on writing my ( og ) 9-1-1 muses for a couple of weeks or so - or at least until i start vibing w the show a little more

[hakune-old]

also big nancy thoughts to come later but aside from the whole thing with her own sister? her (very few but whatever) storylines have always had grief and loss at the centre of it - she lost michelle, tim, the firehouse, she almost lost tommy & tk. in the instances of a literal death or near death (ie. tim & tk) she felt like she had a direct hand in it. it makes sense that she would struggle with just letting it happen at this point.

[hakune-old]

@kilfyres  »  [  HOLD  ]  as  soon  as  the  receiver  opens  the  door  and  realizes  the  sender  is  there,  sender  wordlessly  opens  their  arms  out,  and  gives  the  receiver  a  warm,  sorely  needed  hug.

 it’s  been  too  long;  soon  he  will  be  older  than  she  was  when  she  had  him,  but  fact  remains  that  he  will  always  be  her  sweet  boy.  motherly  instinct  ensures  that  she  could  always  sense  when  something  was  wrong,  even  in  instances  when  he  guards  his  heart  close  to  his  chest  —  but  it  isn’t  needed  now  when  the  emotions  are  written  all  over  his  expression.  tk  looks  so  small,  flanked  by  the  frame  of  gwyn’s  doorway;  the  mere  sight  creates  a  crack  in  her  heart,  opens  the  floodgates  of  concern  and  worry.  when  he  opens  his  arms  to  her,  she  does  not  resist:  pulling  him  into  a  tight  embrace    /    arms  a  safety  net,  prepared  to  defend  him  against  whatever  the  world  wanted  to  throw  at  her  son.  “oh,  honey,”  she  murmurs,  pressing  a  gentle  kiss  against  his  temple.  “what’s  wrong?”