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your mouth molds words you were taught not to speak. the drumbeat call to war you feel in your ribs is the breath in your lungs, in, out, and in again. steady now, your hands are shaking.
indie canon / oc multimuse, written by kyran.
brain the size of a planet and they ask me to pick up a piece of paper.
“ lieutenant, do you just... have a jokes tab open on your computer all the time ? these are awful. ” he lets a semi-smile etch itself onto his lips as he watches the man in front of him, holding his elbows, “ c’mon, tell me a really good one, these are all horrible. lil can do better than you, and she makes hers up on the spot. ” // @teenyttiny !
KEEP ON RUNNING.
“ oh, that’ll look good – you sitting here with me half - dead. ” jesse snorts as he says it, but even through his joking tone, he knows he needs to at least try to stay awake, if only to keep jonah from attempting a fight later. he gets the feeling that something’s wrong – maybe it’s the death speaking – so he clings to jake’s later comment instead. he’s sure if his face wasn’t already red from the near - asphyxiation, he’d be blushing; there’s good in all things yet. “ call me princess again and we really will fight. and don’t think i’m gonna be going easy just because i almost died. ”
" totally. ” he laughs, “ like a really bad horror movie. ” he reaches to rub the stiff hairs at the back of his neck, shoulders relaxing, “ what- dude, i’d kick your ass. i’d absolutely own you, you can’t even deny. slam dunk you straight into bed ! ” he mimes while he talks, enthusiastically hitting the table for his final move. “ then what can you do ? you’re in bed ! i got you beat out the park, man ! home run ! ”
EVEN WHEN IT’S RAINY, ALL WE EVER DO IS SHINE.
“ one of my little brothers asked me if boy scouts is anything like m.inecraft, and i said yes, so now he wants to join a troop. i felt kind of bad at first, but then he said he wasn’t going to join troop 54 because i’m in it, so now i’m glad he’s gonna suffer through this. ”
he laughs, brushing his chin with his hand as he does, he loves his friends, and while he doesn’t have siblings of his own, he’s managed to find his own family in the troop, even if they all like to pretend otherwise. “ oh my god- i mean, it’s kind of like minecraft, right ? except it’s like... the survival mode. and you’re living with the zombies and creepers and skeletons- those are the troop. so he’s not far off, right ? especially if he’s gonna suffer like the rest of us ! or maybe everyone his age will be nice, who knows ? ”
have you ever read a fanfic that changed your life
A LITTLE INSECURE.
❝ well, it’s like – i can’t even, like, try to be cool ? ❞ a clumsy laugh, equally clumsy fingers running through hair. ❝ i’m just – i get so nervous when i try and talk to people, and – and then i start talking, and i can’t stop talking, and then – then my palms get all sweaty – ❞
she blinks innocent blues, placing her chin in her hands. “ oh god, that sounds awful ! like, getting really nervous and stuff, i get that, kind of ! which sounds really bitchy and not-true, but i promise, i kind of get it ! i mean, i think you’re pretty cool. you know a lot about trees, so you’re really smart ! ”
KEEP YOUR PETALS POINTED TOWARDS THE SUN.
she smiles, dragging a nail over her knuckle shyly. ❛ do we not all need a little light once in a while ? ❜ unable to elaborate, alice ducks her head, thoughtful.
he laughs lightly, nodding. “ exactly. i think that’s what anyone needs. but you... you need it to grow up big and strong, pixie. you’re like a little sunflower. ”
im going to sleep but honestly if i don’t add nathan as a casual muse i may well DIE
i’m logging out for a while, find me on d!scord (jakedillinger#3705) or k!k (losslovd, ic or ooc chats whichver you fancy) !
‘don’t you start.’ dee and faye !
interest is immediately piqued, faye closes her book and places both her elbows on the cover, tucking her hands under her chin as she raises her eyebrows at dee. “ well, has he been talking about me ? you can’t leave a girl hanging like this, erin ! i’ll shut up for the next ten minutes if you answer ? ”
MOTHER WILL KEEP YOU SAFE.
mike sits on the ground cross legged, his ipod in his pocket playing music to the headphones around his neck. the volume of music is turned down very slightly as more of his attention is given to the tablet that he takes as though it were his. he looks at the six buttons already on screen: ❛ there’s no off button for the brain thingy ? you just turn off the tablet ? ❜
he sits on the floor, legs crossed underneath him, blinking innocently. “ oh- no, arkangel doesn’t turn off. it’s constantly functioning. it has a constant feed coming in from my visual nerves. but yeah, you can turn off the tablet, i think. my mom never has, but. yeah ! when it’s turned off, that means that she won’t get warnings when i’m upset, or hurt. then she can’t come to help me. ” he leans over, and points at the buttons on the screen. “ here’s my sight stream, this one is my geolocation, this one is the history, so that’s everything my sight stream has ever seen. and if there’s ever a really nice memory, you can save them. then there’s my profile and the settings. my mom is in charge of the settings. and the profile has all my vitals and stuff. ”
❛ What did you wanna be when you were young? ❜ liam @ ollie !
“ oh ! ” oliver has to think about this one, because he has to sift through every dream he had as a child. “ i wanted to be a vet first. then i wanted to be an accountant ? then a movie critic, and then… ” he pauses, scrunches up his face, rubbing his hands together, “ an extreme trampoline artist, i think. and then i went back to wanting to be a vet again. ” he giggles, shaking his head, “ i think there was detective and firefighter somewhere in the mix too. i’m not sure, there were a lot of options. ”
THINGS CHANGE ONE WAY AND THAT’S TO GET WORSE.
and he scoffs, a harsh, angry sound that he’d learned from ashton. it’s funny : before, he’d been mild mannered and moveable – it’s ashton’s anger that makes him what he is now. it’s manifested in him slowly, come to a head as this. ❛ what’s the point of not having the plague if you’re on your own, ash ? what’s the point in being on your own ? fuck this, man. ❜
it’s nearly eerie, things have changed in the only way ashton knows them to do. everything has gotten worse. he flexes his fingers around the neck of the guitar, strangles the music, things are quieter now. “ what the fuck is your issue with me all of a sudden ? i thought you were happy to be away from london. to be out here, with me, making music. getting away from everything. ”
‘ a writer hopes to leave behind a work no one forgets. and when he writes the end to find he has the right r e g r e t s, a writer has the empty page where he can use his pen – to m e n d his heart, and try to start again. ’
independent tom levitt from nbc’s smash. cherished by ophelia. (cr.)
‘and so, unable to say ‘no’ to authority, the teenager stupidly went below the house.’ burns to dec i hate it
“ do you just have no idea how to leave me alone ? ” he asks, raising his brows incredulously. declan can’t stand the ghost that plagues him, criticizes every action he takes, and almost daily, burns causes him to reach the end of his tether before an hour can pass. “ you just say all this stupid shit, and expect me to do what ? god, i wish you’d just get out of my house. ”
i’m stuck on my phone for the rest of the night so someone talk to me and plot muse relationships or something ? mwah
