𝐢. 𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐄.

don't be afraid. take a sad song, make it better.

[jcdith-blog]

uwu.

[musingmemes]

protector / protectee starters

“no. you can’t go, it’s too dangerous.”

“it’s not dangerous. i’ll be fine.”

“i’m not going to let anything happen to you.” 

“you can’t keep me safe from everything.”

“just be careful.” 

“i’m always careful.”

“you’re going to get yourself hurt.”

“i won’t get hurt, i promise.”

“i won’t let them hurt you.”

“you can’t save me from this.”

“please try and stay out of trouble.”

“if anything happened to you…” 

“i’m not sure how to keep you safe.”

“i’m not going to let you out of my sight.”

“this is the only way to keep you safe.”

“you can’t keep an eye on me twenty four seven.”

“everywhere you go, i go.”

“it’s not your job to protect me.”

“it’s my job to protect you.”

“don’t worry, i’ve got you.”

“no one will hurt you as long as i’m breathing.”

“you don’t understand how dangerous this is.”

“please come back in one piece.”

[tiffsmemes]

unaccustomed earth taken from the 2008 jhumpa lahiri book.

turn off the television, peanut.

got nowhere else to go.

don’t sit so close to the screen.

sweet pea, you cold?

okay, little guy, time for bed.

alone is good, too.

sorry about that.

everything okay?

these things take time.

it was another life, back then.

i’m sorry about earlier.

you’re the best.

have you eaten?

but this is your home, not mine.

i was about to get into my pajamas.

you said you wanted to rest.

look, i’m just trying to help.

you don’t have to make up your mind now. just promise you’ll think about it.

i’m not asking you to help. you don’t need to fix anything.

you’re going to get sick, always wandering outside like that.

i know that you aren’t happy, that this is hard for you.

what the fuck do you know?

i can’t keep fixing what’s wrong with this family. 

my feet are killing me.

i listened to you. i was kind to you. i didn’t have to talk to you.

are you sure you’re okay?

[jcdith-blog]

according  to  majority  in  her  environment,   slightest  sliver  of   KINDNESS  is  identical  to   irreparable  WEAKNESS   ;                            𝐀     𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐄     𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐃     𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄    𝐓𝐎    𝐏𝐀𝐘  !     in  juvenile  spite  of  her  father’s  clearly  established  set  of   DO’s   and   DO -   NOT’s,   the  habit  of  kindness   is   an  PRECARIOUS   ONE   to   partake  in.    yet,  albeit.  she’ll  always  play  the  game   !   ❝     i  don’t  want  any  trouble  or  anything  !                    here,  uh   . .   you  hungry  ?  ❞   she’s  working  like  a  fire                     in  great  efforts  to  find  a  beneficial  and  acceptable    PEACE  OFFERING,   pale  fingers  retrieve  a  gift  from  an  unkempt  backpack.   simple  ,  of  course  ,    (   spolier   :   it’s  a  can  of  spaghetti .   )   .  and  so  ,   she  rolls  it  to  the  boot  of  the  stranger .     

 ❝     see  ?    we’re  friends .  i’m  judith  !            i’m  from  a  place  nearby.    i'm  cool  .  .  .   nice  !   you  know  ?   good.     𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙳  𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽 .            you  out  here  alone  ?    i’ve  never  met  another  girl.  well,  i’ve  met  other  GIRLS  ,  just  ,  y’know.     bigger  girls.     tall  ones.     hips.   not  me   size.  ❞    

starter call   ,   @grieforged .  ♥

[jcdith-blog]

* STARTER  CALL  !!! ･ﾟﾟ･  like  this  thing  for  me  to  get  creative  and  throw  judy  at  you.

[jcdith-blog]

stuffed animal: *has fur covering its eyes*

me: *gently fixes it*

me: you can See

[jcdith-blog]

painted  imagery  designs  itself  from  years  of    𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐟𝐮𝐥   𝐣𝐮𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞    and  welded  an   odd idea  of  an   ideal  lifestyle            it’s  clear  as  anything .    the  good  old  days   !    /    policeman,   firemen,   disney  world .  (   𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞.   )   she’s  missed  that ,   PAINFULLY   MELANCHOLY   in   hindsight .   in   absence   of   clearly   established   set   of   memories  called    𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓  𝐈𝐓  𝐖𝐀𝐒  𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄      and     𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄  𝐘𝐎𝐔  𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 .    ❝   hey  ...   jesus  ?  ❞     INTRIGUED   GAZE   FLITS   ACROSS   THE   COVER   OF   A  TIPPED  OVER  VEHICLE           :  bright  picturesque  colors, shapes  of  tweety  birds  and  spongebobs .                                                 ❝   what’s  ice  cream  ? ❞

starter call   ,   @takenpeace .  ♥

[rohie-deactivated20191102]

sorry i can’t relate to mean people. i can understand not being openly friendly but how can you go out of your way to actively be so mean….on purpose….for fun….aren’t u exhausted …

[jcdith-blog]

❝          no  way !   ❞   a  tongued  whisper  riddles  through  the  corridor ,    gingerly,   she  raises  the  box  brimmed  with    savory  delight  and  likes  of  it  :  (   𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞  𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐬  𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡  𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤   !   )   to  her  nose  and  inhales  .     TRUTH  IS  ,   there  is  no  spectacular  scent  to  behold,   save  for  the  musty  remnants  of  earth .     𝐲𝐞𝐭,  𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬  𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥  𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥  𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬   !       ❝   come  check  it  out  !   get this ,   ❞      𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐃  !       :  DRAMATIC  THING   /  ;  it’s a noun meaning judith. of course she pauses for the effect.    ━━━     ❝   a   whole  box  of  chocolate .  i  mean    ..    JACKPOT  RIGHT  ?  ❞         a  hum  in  the  back  of  her  throat ,     a  tuneless  melody  that    slinks   its   way    upward  and  spills  without  ceremony .           ––––––     it  seems  almost   TOO   EASY    for  this  one  to  dissociate ,   distract  from  reality.     AND     MAYBE    THAT’S    FOR   THE     BEST  .        ❝    i  know,  i know   ...   thank me later.     the  kids’re  gon’na  get  a  real  kick  out’ta  this ,   don’t  you  think   ?    ❞

starter call   ,   @nonbite .  ♥

[megurashkarchived]

i am so gentle and kind hearted

[megurashkarchived]

and stupid

[jcdith-blog]

quiet one.

                “   YOU’RE   MAD    thinking   you   could   ever   save   me.   ”

❝   not  mad !  ❞    a  gentle  correction,  movement  contained  within  the  languid  rise  of  a  brow.    she  even  smiles.    doesn’t  mean  to  look  so  cheeky,   𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐛 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞    –––––    but  it  is  much  easier  to  permit  its  freedom  than  it  is  to  𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋.   fledgling  rays  of  sunlight  have  coerced  her.    ❝  just  determined.  ❞   this is her niche,   the soft and knowing fragility in every which way.   ❝   you  can  talk  about  it,  you  know   ...    i’m  a  good  talk-about-iter . ❞   

[jcdith-blog]

“hey, hey—are you hurt?”

and  in  this  tragedy,  the  likes  of  everything    beelzebub   touched   and   left   to   rot ,   cerulean  pupils  wet  with  tears  𝐒𝐎 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐎 𝐑𝐀𝐖, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐎 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃                𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓,  a  search  through  the  executed .   bodies  about  the  street,  crimson  colorings  mixed  with  grey  tones  of  asphalt.    now,  there’s  crying           𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥.    she  can  hear  it  from  the  house,  hidden  within  a  closet  door.   midafternoon  now  whisked  in  the  scent  of  gunpowder  and  flesh :    paling  skin  accompanied  by  salt  tears.  at  the  sound  of  foot  against  wood  outside  her  door   is  she  𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐙𝐄𝐍.    trembling  fingers  against  her  mouth,        whimpers.         breathes.        eyes  shut.       𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎,   𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎,   𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎,   𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎.      the  door  swings.     ❝   dad !  ❞    and  she  lunges,  arms  about  shoulders.      ❝   i           i   didn’t  know  where  you  were ,   i  thought  something  might’ve  happened  to  you ,   I   THOUGHT   ..   I   THOUGHT       ❞      proximity bred familiarity,   ( stop, young one. take a breath. )  follows  own  direction,  swallows.   so,  she  burrows  herself  into  protective  grasp.   ❝   i’m  okay   ..   are  you  okay   ?   IS  EVERYBODY  OKAY  ?   ❞ 

last of us sentence starters.   ‘    accepting.

[trustissued]

My heart will always be soft. I will never stop looking for the good and love in everything. You can’t take that away from me.

[angelmutual]

i dont think ive ever shut up in my entire life

[jcdith-blog]

“ our luck had to run out sooner or later. ”

❝   SHOOT .  ❞    offhand  and  unblithe   –––––   one  might  even  call  it  unorthodox,   but  the  𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐃  𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆  that  would  usually  twitter  from  her  lips  was  wrought   by  an  overarching  frustration .   it  lingered  long  after  the  heavy  supermarket  door  closed  behind  her .     no safe food,  no safe water,  no nothing anywhere                   𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐰𝐚𝐬  𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝.      ❝   oh,  daryl   ...  i’m   STARVING .  ❞   stomach  angry  and  furious ,   biting  and  baring .   yearned  the  common  life  betwixt  alexandrian  walls  in this regard .  she  retreated  into  the  LABYRINTH  OF  HER  THOUGHTS  and  mapped  it  for  a  while.  𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘  𝐖𝐀𝐘  𝐎𝐅  𝐈𝐓 ,  𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄  𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃.                and  there  was  nothing  she  could  do .  ❝   my stomach’s been   ..   GRRING  all  day .  i’m  probably  gon’na  eat  myself  !   ❞      a  frown  tugged  at  the  corner  of  sanguine  mouth .  ❝   there’s  gotta  be  something  somewhere   ...   GOTTA BE. ❞

last of us sentence starters.   ‘    accepting.

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