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@jacksgrandma-blog
im finally back!
i’ve been gone because i forgot my damn email.
"Help! Please someone help!" [ maybe younger Jack? I wanna have him cry ]
⨯⨯ Didn’t he learn that screaming only made it worse? He was such a stupid child, no wonder he was left for dead by her daughter. Exhaling loudly, she put the rusty blade of the buzzaxe against the boy’s cheek, it being much bigger than his face.
❝ If you want this to end quickly, you will be a quiet little boy and take your punishment.❞
//Still trying to figure out what to do as a starter with @jacksgrandma
|•| She could have somehow survived borderlands 2 and since Jack’s dead she takes her in?
@aloyalemployee
⨯⨯ ❝ Why does a pretty thing like you spend time around John? Are you two lovers? ❞
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Emotional Starters: Fear
"Oh, God... please, no..."
"This isn't happening... this isn't happening...!!"
"Help! Somebody, help me!"
"The screaming... it's so loud..."
"P-Please, just... put that down, and we can talk, okay?"
"You're not acting like yourself. I'm scared."
"Why is it so dark? I don't like it..."
"N-No, idiot! Of course I'm not afraid..."
"So much blood... there's... so much..."
"Please. Help me. I can't do this alone."
"I-I-I c-can't s-stop sh-shaking..."
"Was... Was that a wolf howl just now?!"
"Did you hear that? It sounds like it came from the attic..."
"Why are we doing this? I don't want to do this..."
"Don't go there! It's not safe."
"It's just a bad dream... just a bad dream."
"I don't know what to do. Tell me... what should I do?"
"What's happening to you/me?"
LABYRINTH → the sentence meme
Below you will find quotes taken directly or paraphrased from the movie 'Labyrinth'. You know, the one starring David Bowie's bulge. Send in one of the following to see how my muse reacts:
❝ I ask for so little. ❞
❝ Just let me rule you, and you can have everything that you want. ❞
❝ Just fear me, love me - do as I say and I will be your slave.❞
❝ You remind me of the babe. ❞
❝ That’s not fair! ❞
❝ Give me the child. ❞
❝ You say that so often, I wonder what your basis for comparison is? ❞
❝ I have been generous up ‘til now; I can be cruel. ❞
❝ You cowered before me, I was frightening. ❞
❝ I have reordered time; I have turned this world upside down, and I have done it all for you! ❞
❝ I am exhausted from living up to your expectations. ❞
❝ Isn’t that generous? ❞
❝ Your mother is a fraggin’ aardvark! ❞
❝ Everything I’ve done, I’ve done for you. ❞
❝ I move the stars for no one. ❞
❝ Your eyes can be so cruel. ❞
❝ If she ever kisses you, I’ll turn you into a prince. ❞
❝ If he ever kisses you, I’ll turn you into a princess. ❞
❝ You’re him, aren’t you? ❞
❝ You’re her, aren’t you? ❞
❝ My will is as strong as yours, and my kingdom as great. ❞
❝ You have no power over me. ❞
❝ How you turn my world, you precious thing. ❞
❝ Well then, come on, which way? ❞
❝ Which way do you want to go, hm? ❞
❝ Was that wrong? ❞
❝ I’ve brought you a gift. ❞
❝ But if you turn it this way and look into it, it will show you your dreams. ❞
❝ In nine hours and twenty-three minutes…you’ll be mine. ❞
❝ Where you goin’ with a head like that? ❞
❝ No, I said ‘allo’, but that’s close enough. ❞
❝ It’s only forever, not long at all. ❞
❝ All right then, throw down your weapons, and I’ll see that you’re well-treated. ❞
❝ Don’t tell me truth hurts, because it hurts like hell. ❞
❝ No one can blame you for walking away. ❞
❝ I don’t know why, but every now and again in my life - for no reason at all - I need you. ❞
❝ The way forward is sometimes the way back. ❞
❝ It’s very rude to stare! ❞
❝ What did you have to go and do a thing like that for? ❞
❝ What’d you expect fairies to do? ❞
❝ What’s the matter, my dear, don’t like your toys? ❞
❝ There’s such a sad love, deep in your eyes. ❞
❝ I’ll place the sky within your eyes. ❞
❝ What kind of magic spell to use? ❞
❝ I’ll paint you mornings of gold. ❞
❝ I’ll spin you Valentine evenings. ❞
❝ I’ll be there for you as the world falls down. ❞
❝ We’re choosing the path between the stars. ❞
❝ I’ll leave my love between the stars. ❞
❝ How you turned my world, you precious thing. ❞
❝ You starve and near exhaust me. ❞
❝ I do believe in you. ❞
❝ I live without the sunlight. ❞
❝ I love without your heartbeat. ❞
❝ I can’t live within you. ❞
Tag yourself as an egg I’m scrambo
— hey kiddos! it’s about that time again of the year. this is my last semester of college before I graduate for website development. i need to focus on the last few courses. math is not my strongest point and I have 2 of those classes at the same time along with some sociology bullshit, so I won’t be here as often as I’d like to be. you can always reach me directly on skype if you have it ( if you don’t, you can always ask ). in my free time i’ll work on drafts, and if you’ve any ideas to toss at me i’m pretty open to plotting. but for now, schooling is first priority.
|| This is also my last semester of web development so I totally get you! Good luck, stay strong, beat the shit out of finals
*goes up to Handsome Jack and smooths out the crease between his eyebrows with my thumb*
"You love me, right?"
Four Word Prompts
⨯⨯ Her eyes shifted to her grandson but she made no move to get up from her rocking chair, still holding her cup of hot tea in her lap.
❝Of course I love you, John. Otherwise, I wouldn’t take you in when your own mother abandoned you.❞
if english isn’t ur first language what is?? tag it
Perhaps it’s my age speaking, but I’m starting to miss the way fandom used to be fifteen years ago. Mostly since back then the concepts of ‘darkfic’ and ‘don’t like, don’t read’ were properly understood and adhered to (usually). The situation with darkfics was interesting in particular, because the entire premise was that the author could write incredibly fucked-up things, with the understanding on their part that shit was indeed very messed-up and with no pretense to the contrary (what usually gets termed ‘romanticization’ these days).
Now? You’ve got to run an entire rigmarole of explaining the difference between romanticization and just straight-up exploring a horrible dynamic in writing as, you know, a writer. And even after that, you’ll probably have to deal with the whole invasive ‘explain every trauma you might’ve gone through, so strangers who otherwise don’t care if you exist can decide if they give you Permission to use writing as a coping mechanism’ mess. Fucking hell.
I’ve said it before. Learn to tell the difference between fantasy and reality. Learn to tell the difference between what someone explores on the page as a writer and what that same person believes and advocates in their day-to-day life.
T H A N K
EVERYONE PLS READ THIS IT’S SO IMPORTANT
Four Word . Prompts
“Please, come with me.”
“You’re always number one.”
“I can’t do this.”
“I won’t let you.”
“Maybe I’m just crazy.”
“I’m not even sorry.”
“Honestly, just stop it.”
“I believe in you.”
“Don’t be an ass.”
“Who were you with?”
“Please talk to me.”
“I can’t trust you.”
“I need you, though.”
“Don’t be fucking rude.”
“Is that my shirt?”
“So, it was you.”
“I need to go.”
“Just stay with me.”
“You can trust me.”
“Alright, I love you.”
“I’m sorry, but no.”
“Will you help me?”
“You’re a terrible cook.”
“Can you shut up!?”
“You love me, right?”
“I really need you.”
“I don’t love you.”
“I’m not doing this.”
“I really need you.”
“You don’t want me.”
“Let me help you.”
“You’re such a bitch.”
“I can’t do this.”
“You think you’re funny?”
“Hey, I said stop!”
“Will you marry me?”
“Wanna go out sometime?”
“I don’t want this.”
“You always this quiet?”
“Are you fucking insane!?”
“I don’t want you.”
“I’m not wearing that.”
“Sorry, were you sleeping?”
“This was never right.”
“You look really tired.”
“I’m out of here.”
“You need to go.”
“Why should I? What respect of mine did either of them earn?”
Jack was his freedom, his identity. She called him John, Tassiter called him John. Everyone who wanted to hold him back, to force him into some societal mold when he was better than that. He was better than all of them, and he was going to prove it.
“You’re going to live to regret raising me the way you did. When my plans come to fruition and this planet thrives I will make certain you suffer.”
⨯⨯ ❝ They didn’t kill you before you could be born. You owe them your life, you parasite. ❞
And that was exactly what she saw him as. A useless parasite, living off other people. Selfish and hopeless. He wasn’t some corporate successor Jack with power in his hands, he was a brat, cheating and murdering his way into Hyperion with no knowledge of how to run a company- John.
His threats never reached her.
Headcanon: Dissociation
Due to his own fractured psyche and the trauma on Elpis, Jack suffers mild-to-severe dissociation from the event and other moments in his life. It can be anywhere from a sudden shift in emotions, to a completely different sense of self.
The most severe is the fracture from his old self after he was branded- considering that “self” to have died from the injury and adopting a new persona.
Handsome Jack.
@jacksgrandma (continued from x)
He’d be a damned LIAR if he said he didn’t fall forward, collapsing to his knees as he bit back swears that threatened to fall from his tongue. A hand went to grab the wound, and Jack could feel the blood seep through his fingers. And, oh GOD did the wound STING. That buzzaxe had to have been coated in rust–knowing his luck he’d contract something and die from the infection before he had the chance to bleed out.
The one woman–no–the one PERSON he was powerless against. In what could only be considered a living hell. Through strained gasps and gritted teeth, he managed two words.
“ I’m SORRY. ”
⨯⨯ She watched him bleed and as if disconnected from the world, she felt no remorse for her injured grandson. If anything, his pained gasps and agony urged her to do even more damage.
❝ Oh, you’re sorry? ❞
Another swing and the blade dug into his back, knocking him down on the floor. She didn’t pull it out, she held it there, digging it into place.
❝ How sorry are you? ❞