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HEELS PAUSE upon the wooden porch as she exits the vacant motel room. pale fingers placing cleaning supplies back upon the cart that sits beside the door. she can hear it before she sees it. rag pausing within the matriarch’s grasp as gravel crunches beneath feminine steps. a woman passes. presumably on her way to the motel office. “can i help you ?” she must shout somewhat. blue eyes squinting in the midday sun.
@poisonoustouch ! / / ♡
Norma Bates + being a disney princess
lowkey starter call !
Norma Louise Bates | 2.06
richard siken sentence starters.
quotes are all taken from various poems out of richard siken’s poetry book crush. feel free to change pronouns/etc if needed.
❝ tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us. ❞
❝ tell me we’ll never get used to it. ❞
❝ there are so many things i’m not allowed to tell you. ❞
❝ i swallow your heart and it crawls right out of my mouth. ❞
❝ i want it back now, baby. i want it back. ❞
❝ i’m sorry. we know how it works. the world is no longer mysterious. ❞
❝ that’s a nice touch. ❞
❝ i like him and i want to be like him. ❞
❝ i’m sure you remember, i was on the phone with you, sweetheart. ❞
❝ history repeats itself. ❞
❝ there are many names in history, but none of them are ours. ❞
❝ you could drown in those eyes. ❞
❝ but damn if there isn’t anything sexier than a slender boy with a handgun, a fast car, a bottle of pills. ❞
❝ sorry about the blood in your mouth. i wish it was mine. ❞
❝ i couldn’t get the boy to kill me, but i wore his jacket for the longest time. ❞
❝ you wanted happiness, i can’t blame you for that, and maybe a mouth sounds idiotic when it blathers on about joy but tell me you love this, tell me you’re not miserable. ❞
❝ there is no way to make this story interesting. ❞
❝ i want to tell you this story without having to confess anything, without having to say that i ran out into the street to prove something. ❞
❝ tell me we’re dead and i’ll love you even more. ❞
❝ you will be alone always and then you will die. ❞
❝ i’m sorry i came to your party and seduced you and left you bruised and ruined, you poor sad thing. ❞
❝ who am i? i’m just a writer. i write things down. ❞
❝ i take it back. ❞
❝ here is the repeated image of the lover destroyed. ❞
❝ you still get to be the hero. ❞
❝ what more do you want? ❞
❝ love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. it’s like a religion. it’s terrifying. ❞
❝ no one will ever want to sleep with you. ❞
❝ you know that recently we have had our difficulties and there are many things i want to ask you. ❞
❝ you had not expected this. ❞
❝ walk a mile in my shoes. ❞
❝ a man takes his sadness down to the river and throws it in the river but then he’s still left with the river. ❞
❝ you are weak and hollow and it doesn’t matter anymore. ❞
❝ hush, my sweet. these tornadoes are for you. ❞
❝ that sounds overly valorous. ❞
❝ do you love yourself? ❞
❝ i don’t have to answer that. ❞
❝ you wanted more. ❞
❝ i had a dream about you. ❞
❝ there’s nowhere to go. there’s nowhere to go. ❞
❝ in these dreams it’s always you: the boy in the sweatshirt, the boy on the bridge, the boy who always keeps me from jumping off the bridge. ❞
❝ will you love me even more when i’m dead? ❞
❝ you didn’t show up. i kept waiting. ❞
❝ i swallowed crushed ice pretending it was glass and you’re dead. ❞
❝ i don’t really blame you for being dead but you can’t have your sweater back. ❞
❝ you can sleep now, you said. you can sleep now. you said that. i had a dream where you said that. thanks for saying that. you weren’t supposed to. ❞
❝ hello darling, welcome home. ❞
❝ please keep him safe. ❞
❝ i just don’t want to die anymore. ❞
❝ you want to die for love, you always have. ❞
❝ you didn’t think you’d feel this way. ❞
❝ you saved my life. i owe you, i owe you everything. ❞
❝ please, just for one night, will you lie down next to me, we can leave our clothes on, we can stay all buttoned up. ❞
❝ you’re all i ever wanted and worth dying for, too. ❞
❝ drive into that tree, drive off the embankment. ______, make something happen. ❞
❝ we are not dirty. ❞
❝ you keep singing along to that song i hate. stop singing. ❞
❝ here is the sink to wash away the blood. ❞
❝ this is not harmless. you are not breathing. ❞
❝ i will come back from the dead for you. ❞
SHE HATED THIS TENSION. this slowly building wall that penelope was building around her ── seemingly able to come up & down at will. one night she can be sweet. loving. the daughter she knew whole heartedly. arms around each other , holding hands , watching films... though another it could all turn to yells , screams , threats. it was absolutely frightening ! but this latest discovery was the last straw. she needed to confront penny about it. but the question needed to be asked. what would happen when she did ? the pendant weighed heavily within pale doves as gentle blue eyes trace the design. flecked with red blood that filtered down to the sterling chain. a sigh left her lips. hearing the sound of footsteps descending the steps that separated. pushing up from the table filled with an immaculate breakfast. ( you’re overcompensating ) a small voice in her head tittered away. hiding the item behind her back as she watched the brunette finally enter. “good morning , honey.” she feigned a smile. “i made your favourite.”
@goxinsane ! / / PLOTTED STARTER.
i’m about done with the reboot process ! all i have to do is soft-block inactives. so i should actually be able to write something substantial here tomorrow ! though i do have stars on ice & dinner with my family. thanks for welcoming me back. to new followers , & old.
lowkey starter call !
Norma in 3x02
independent & selective NORMA BATES , from A&E’s BATES MOTEL private || highly selective || written by morgan
When someone gets on your last nerve.
okay , theme switch is done. now i gotta do tags l8er
SHE BEAMS INTO the kiss they share. unsurprised by the unabashed display of affection that’s automatically reciprocated. perhaps it’s because she’s in a fair mood this morning ── but he did seem a little tense. was his work truly so taxing ? “i missed you too.” she’s almost persuaded away from her train of thought before shaking blond curls gently. slight worry present in her tone as a palm slides against the expanse of his cheek. lips falling only slightly “but are you sure ? i mean , i know how stressed you’ve been lately.”
@wulfking ! / / CONT.