𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐭.

(    ...    )    ALWAYS    HAVE    AN    ESCAPE    PLAN.

[persephonememes]

* (  𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐁𝐔𝐌 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐓 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

the more that you say the less i know

i’m begging for you to take my hand

wait for the signal and i’ll meet you after dark

i should’ve known from the look on your face

your heart was glass, and i dropped it

i dropped your hand while dancing left you out there standing

now no one’s celebrating

the sight that flashed before me was your face when the sun goes down

i can’t give you a reason

i never was ready, so i watch you go

did i paint your bluest skies the darkest gray?

sometimes you just don’t know the answer till someone’s on their knees and asks you

your hometown skeptics called it champagne problems

what a shame she’s fucked in the head

you won’t remember all my champagne problems

i don’t like a gold rush

i don’t like anticipating my face in a red flush

i don’t like that anyone would die to feel your touch

when did all our lessons start to look like weapons pointed at my deepest hurt?

everybody wants you

will you forgive my soul when you’re too wise to trust me and too old to care?

everybody wonders what it would be like to love you

i don’t like that falling feels like flying till the bone crush

my mind turns your life into folklore

you know it could never be

we could call it even

the road not taken looks real good now

you can run but only so far

if it’s all in my head tell me now

when did your winning smile begin to look like a smirk?

i would’ve loved you for a lifetime

i know i’m just a wrinkle in your new life

i can’t see facts through all of my fury

there’ll be happiness after me

do you ever stop and think about me?

seeing the shape of your name still spells out pain

your touch brought forth an incandescent glow 

when i got into the accident the sight that flashed before me was your face

i know i’ll pay for it

my pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand

forever is the sweetest con

never be so kind, you forget to be clever

long story short, it was a bad time

it wasn’t right the way it all went down

don’t treat me like some situation that needs to be handled

i can’t remember what i used to fight for

sometimes giving up is the strong thing

sometimes to run is the brave thing

do you miss the rogue who coaxed you into paradise and left you there?

i’m right where you left me

i always felt i must look better in the rear view

i swear you could hear a hair pin drop

they expected me to find somewhere some perspective, but i sat and stared

everybody moved on

i stayed there dust collected on my pinned-up hair

if our love died young i can’t bear witness

[villainsmemes-deactivated202503]

GENERAL

“Can you walk?”

“How did this happen?”

“What the hell happened?”

“I hit my head.”

“Did you hit your head?”

“Can you hear me?”

“Don’t close your eyes, stay awake!”

“Come on, stay with me!”

“No no no no no!”

“You shot me!”

“I didn’t mean to shoot you!”

“You stabbed me!”

“I didn’t mean to stab you!”

“Take the knife out!”

“Don’t take the knife out!”

“It was an accident!”

“That/this wasn’t an accident!”

“That looks broken.”

“I think my leg/arm is broken.”

“That doesn’t look good.”

“Am I going to die?”

“You’re not going to die!”

“Calm down!”

“Don’t panic!”

“I can’t help you if you don’t let me!”

BLOOD

“Are you bleeding?”

“Don’t move, you’re bleeding.”

“Is that blood?”

“Whose blood is that?”

“That’s a lot of blood.”

“Do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Why do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Damn, I got blood on my shirt.”

“Don’t move, you’re losing blood!”

“I won’t let you bleed out!”

“You have blood on your face.”

“I swear to god, if you get blood on me…”

“What’s your blood type?”

“Why in the hell would you need to know my blood type?”

WOUNDS

“That cut is nasty.”

“You have a massive gash in your arm/leg!’

“Don’t touch it!”

“Don’t move, you’ll only make it worse!”

“I’ll get some bandages.”

“You’re going to need stitches.”

“That looks infected…”

“Did you get bit by something?”

“There’s no exit wound, the bullet is still in you.”

“There’s an exit wound, the bullet went through you.”

AFTERCARE

“How are you feeling?”

“How does it feel?”

“It’s still not healed, but it’s getting there.”

“Let’s go home.”

“I just want to go home.”

“Let’s get you into the bathtub.”

“We need to change your bandages soon.”

“Get some sleep, okay?”

“You need to eat something, you’ve been through a lot today.”

“I’ll check up on you in a bit.”

“You’re going to be fine. I promise.”

[ilvole]

@crimsonmalice​​  , “have you lost your mind?”

comfortable   enough   within   his   skin   ...   under   her   gaze.   lie   does   still   form   across   his   tongue.     pressed   against   clenched   teeth.      “  uh  ,   no ?  ”      the   tone   of   voice   with   which   her   question   has   been   posed   is   his   safety   net.       he’s   not   met   with   brute   anger.                    or   disappointment   at   the   hour   which   he’s   climbing   through   her   daughter’s   bedroom   window.   (   more   like   crashing   through.   )   it’s   concern.   the   kind   shown   on   a   daily   basis   when   he   stumbles   into   her   kitchen  ,   hunger   etched   into   his   skin.

"  the   front   door   was   locked.  ”      on   the   defense.   he   shifts   the   blame   to   a   new   development.   locking   the   door   at   night  ,      after   a   sweep   of   the   grounds  ,      had   been   his   job.              the   nights   when   going   home   hadn’t   felt   like   returning   to   his   father’s   shop.      “  and   i   wanted   to   check   on   mal   first... ?  ”

[an-exotic-writer]

five word prompts

[inspired by this]

“actually… i just miss you.”

“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”

“and slowly… i was forgotten.”

“and then everything just disappears.”

“and where do i go?”

“anyone could tell from here.”

“are you finishing that or…?”

“are you stupid or stupid?”

“anything, just call me, okay?”

“bitch better have my money.”

“bro… that’s so… not cool…”

“but did you do it?”

“call me now. it’s urgent.”

"can’t you listen to me?”

“cross that. don’t answer that.”

“don’t even think about it.”

“don’t you dare walk away.”

“do it. i dare you.”

“did you think i forgot?”

“eventually… you just move on.”

“even if you still do.”

“everything will fall into place.”

“fight me, you attractive stranger.”

“for once, i need you.”

“for once… i was right.”

“for once… i was wrong.”

“forget i even asked you.”

“forget it. you fucking suck.”

“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”

“fuck off. i mean it.”

“give and take. that’s life.”

“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”

“have you lost your mind?”

“hello? it’s me. i was-”

“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”

“here’s a glass of whatever.”

“how about a hug, hm?”

“how about you make me?”

“i haven’t forgot you yet.”

“i can’t be around you.”

“i don’t need you, really.”

“i don’t need this now.”

“is this your first time?”

“it’s just a cut, really.”

“it wasn’t me, i swear!”

“i said i love you.”

“just don’t fuck it up.”

"just… come back alive, okay?”

“just make sure you’ve eaten.”

“kick his ass for me.”

“killed him? wait, what, literally?”

“life really sucks. feel better.”

“letting go hurts… a lot.”

“let me live, will you?”

“no, i don’t need you.”

“nothing can hurt me now.”

“nothing matters anymore to me.”

“okay it was me… so?”

“people lie all the time.”

“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”

“please, you can’t die now.”

“please don’t leave me alone.”

“quiet. they can hear us.”

“quick! give me your phone!”

“quicker, you freaking piece of-”

“quit it or i’ll bite.”

“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”

"really? do i look stupid?”

“real smooth, tripping over air.”

“rise and shine, sweet thing.”

“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”

“seriously? give me a break.”

“so… what are we now?”

“so… did you miss me?”

“so… can we go eat?”

“so… when’s the next flight?”

“so… how did everything go?”

“sometimes, i wish you died.”

“so what? you did it.”

“time passes slower without you.”

“then what do you suggest?”

“the fuck? who are you?”

“then you tell me why.”

“this is not working out.”

“this isn’t what i wanted.”

“this is all a fucking disaster.”

“when did it all happen?”

“who knew you’d be here?”

“why do i even bother?”

“why do i love you?”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“you’re just… so, so stupid.”

“you can’t be here now.”

“you look like an accident.”

“you really need to go.”

“you know who to call.”

"zero fucks given. next please.”

[ilvole]

i  appreciate  you  guys.  :(

[ilvole]

I    HAVE    LAUNCHED    MYSELF    FROM    TALL    PLACES        ...        and    hoped    no    one    would    catch    me.             i    have    ended    relationships.           because    suddenly    i    was    so    exposed    —    BUT    ISOLATION    IS    NOT    SAFETY  ,    it    is    death.    if    no    one    knows    you’re    alive   ...    you    aren’t.    

...            low    activity    jay    of    disney’s    descendants.    as    loved    by    astra.    ©

[ilvole]

tag   drop   part   001.