im gonna avoid the dash and postpone my come back since i’m not gonna be able to watch s2 until monday. catch me up on disco ant woman#5021
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@mittford
im gonna avoid the dash and postpone my come back since i’m not gonna be able to watch s2 until monday. catch me up on disco ant woman#5021
holden stinks
holden stinks
the beatles // something
DEBBIE’S HOBBIES ( 1 / ? ) : 1) for those who pursue calmness in the midst of mayhem; or hope when there’s no light, the gods shall bring poems with twirling silhouettes. 2) there’s no point in looking closely to the studied subject : that’s what spontaneity is for. do not reblog !
’ I don’t love you. ’ ;))))
HAND TREMBLES AS FINGERS GRIP THE PHONE ( what were you expecting ) heart still as if it’d stopped–––––––– & yet never has it pumped louder in his ears.
❝ I INTERVIEWED HIM. ❞ ━━━ ❝ BERKOWITZ. ❞ ━━━ he’s softly explained, if only to JUSTIFY his late, late call.
& fallen silent,
as if nothing else was expected of him ; as if months hadn’t slipped by without the slightest effort at communication. she’d LEFT him, had put an end to the slowly crumbling chaos of their relationship. patrick, the heels, debbie’s school, holden’s work, distance–––––––– one bitter reason after the other, they’ve all piled up & lead to the inevitable outcome ( you didn’t even seem surprised or upset, you simply preserved your characteristic, quiet DETACHMENT, you coward ).
━━━ leaving them to agree upon a date for him to gather his belongings someday she wasn’t around.
he’d braced himself for anything as he’d dialled her number ━━━ A LACK OF REPLY… but she’d picked up & had not hung up. nothing but the soft sound of even breathing ( proof she’d kept the phone close ) till he’d broken the silence himself, opening the way for their routine
––––––––& IT HAD WORKED !!!
for a short while. until it had not.
until debbie had deemed it was time to breach the UNSPOKEN. until holden’s soul had shattered under the crashing weight of those four words he’d never have fathomed the chilling impact of ( cruel ; so cruel they suck the remaining fickle of light rooted deep within him ). but it’s too late, now. heavy, trembling sigh evades his lips, digits’ hardened clutch ‘round the phone LOOSENING, gaze drifting aimlessly ‘round the dimly-lit room. ━━━ a loss for words & purpose : what now ?
❝ i don’t believe you. ❞
* @mittford. ━━━ angsty starters.
❛ do you love him? ❜
BLOOD CIRCULATION INCREASES AND lungs feel the need to sense the quietness of the moment for a few seconds; breath lightly decreased, not to the point of becoming perceptible, as far as the woman is concerned. the mountain of her lips are still, intact — brain processing the enquiry. SHE’S SURPRISED. not only by the tone of her question — slightly indicative of a predictive response —, but also because of the other’s bluntness : her candor feels almost PALPABLE for debbie. she plays along. ❝ well . . . why don’t you tell me? ❞
SOURCE, currently accepting. for @psychunt.
DEBBIE’S WARDROBE ( 1 / ? ) : high-waisted jeans with ripped backside ( occasionally ), heavily ‘ hippie ‘, iconic round shaped glasses. do not reblog !
❛ don’t you dare smile. ❜ :))))))
CONVICTION SABOTAGE HER BEHAVIOUR, opening cracks and creating time fissures so it can reacts quicker than synapses : the mountain of her lips starts moving, arching into a self - conscious smirk. ❝ i'm ENTITLED to smile in this situation… holden, look at yourself—— ❞ petite hands are driven towards the other's silhouette, like magnets, a reflex; she moves in order to make a point : fingers landing on his waist, arms forces his whole body to make A TWIST, gently. debbie meets his stare through the mirror, now standing before them — flickering irises have a different, unique glow in their shape. ❝ sexy. to say the least. ❞
SOURCE, currently accepting. for @mindhunt.
❛ That’s not a judgement. I admire your strength. ❜
VIGILANT PERCEPTION while physiognomy remains halcyon and lighthearted; the wordplay appears as a way to embrace facile atmosphere, brief exchange of glances and emerging beams lingering. ❝ holden’s a high maintenance partner—— ❞ words finally hovering through frigid air, voice dancing amongst waves of sound while breaking the silence post - statement. ( a pause ) comes in when her brain explores possibilities of playing with vocable, neurons familiar with such social engagement : small talk wouldn't bring her to vocal ecstasy, but it was a form of communication, clearly, in which she couldn't disregard. ❝ not murdering him in his sleep requires A LOT of strength, indeed . . . but i’m sure you know that already. ❞
SOURCE, currently accepting. for @tenchs.
A Mood
THE FIVE SENSES / SENTENCE STARTERS .
some may be nsfw and / or be triggering.
01 : TOUCH .
❝ i love this [ FABRIC ], it feels satisfying. ❞
❝ your touch. it leaves me breathless. ❞
❝ your touch is unlike any other. ❞
❝ have you ever felt anything more comfortable? ❞
❝ feel this. what does it feel like to you? ❞
❝ i wanted to see what it felt like. ❞
❝ touch it. i dare you. ❞
❝ you felt ice cold when i touched you. ❞
❝ you feel warm to me. ❞
❝ i love the feel of [ FABRIC ] against my skin. ❞
❝ i love the feel of your skin against mine. ❞
❝ i would never touch anyone else. ❞
❝ i love the feel of your hair between each of my fingers. ❞
❝ don’t you dare touch me. ❞
❝ i want to feel your lips against my own. ❞
❝ i can feel your pulse. it jumped. ❞
❝ let me give you a massage. ❞
❝ you feel like home to me. ❞
02 : TASTE .
❝ i love the taste of you. ❞
❝ i can never forget that taste. ❞
❝ fair warning, it does have a bitter taste. ❞
❝ no offense, you just aren’t my taste. ❞
❝ can i have a taste of that? ❞
❝ i have yearned for the taste of your lips. ❞
❝ that tasted pretty good actually. ❞
❝ it just left a really bad taste in my mouth so no thanks. ❞
❝ nothing taste better than chocolate. ❞
❝ i’ve got something you might want to taste. ❞
❝ i will forever savor that taste. ❞
❝ blood has such a metallic taste. ❞
❝ my taste buds are mad at me after eating that. ❞
❝ how’s it feel to get a taste of your own medicine? ❞
❝ you didn’t even taste it. ❞
❝ trust me, you’ll want to taste this. ❞
❝ i think it has a bit of bitter sweet taste. ❞
❝ so you tasted it, did you like it? ❞
03 : SIGHT .
❝ i see you. ❞
❝ i’ve never seen things so clearer than i do now. ❞
❝ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❞
❝ how can you see anything? it’s pitch dark. ❞
❝ i’ve looked close enough and i see you for what you are. ❞
❝ please, just look at me. ❞
❝ stop staring at me like that. ❞
❝ get that light out of my face. ❞
❝ it’s so bright outside today. ❞
❝ what’s wrong? what did you see? ❞
❝ you’re scared, you must have saw something. ❞
❝ what i saw, you’ll never believe me. ❞
❝ i’ve never seen you before. ❞
❝ have we seen one another before? ❞
❝ you see me for what i truly am. ❞
❝ i didn’t see anything. ❞
❝ did you see that? ❞
❝ i can’t believe my eyes. ❞
04 : SOUND .
❝ shhh, i just heard something. ❞
❝ did you hear that? ❞
❝ what is that sound? ❞
❝ i missed the sound of your voice. ❞
❝ do you hear me? stay away from me. ❞
❝ i hear you, loud and clear. ❞
❝ i’m sorry, what was that? i didn’t hear you. ❞
❝ i’ve heard that sound before. ❞
❝ you didn’t hear anything at all? ❞
❝ can you hear what they’re saying? ❞
❝ aw, i love the sound of music. ❞
❝ i never said i could hear them. ❞
❝ wait, hear that? something is coming. ❞
❝ i could hear screams … ❞
❝ i heard you all the way upstairs. ❞
❝ you didn’t just hear that? that sound? that noise? ❞
❝ trust me, you’re going to want to hear this. ❞
❝ please, just hear me out. ❞
05 : SMELL .
❝ what is that smell? ❞
❝ i have missed your smell. ❞
❝ you smell nice. ❞
❝ it’s unlike anything i’ve smelled before. ❞
❝ i smell the food cooking from here. ❞
❝ do you smell that? ❞
❝ how are you able to smell that? ❞
❝ no offense but it really smells. ❞
❝ it’s starting to smell. ❞
❝ tell me, you’ve smelled this before. ❞
❝ i know that smell, it’s the smell of lies. ❞
❝ i can smell you from here. ❞
❝ are you smelling me? ❞
❝ i missed the smell of your hair. ❞
❝ i need to step away, get some fresh air. ❞
❝ do you smell that? that’s the smell of freedom. ❞
❝ i could never erase your smell. ❞
❝ i can smell the fear on you from here. ❞
DEBBIE’S WARDROBE ( 1 / ? ) : high-waisted jeans with ripped backside ( occasionally ), heavily ‘ hippie ‘, iconic round shaped glasses. do not reblog !