DON'T FORGET / CAN'T REMEMBER.

ISOLATION IS NOT SAFETY, IT IS DEATH.

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moving casey over to @livingprophecy for the time being bc i miss writing him!! 

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basics.

zee. they/them. 22. this is not my main blog, so if you really need me, liightningchosen is the best place to find me. this and all my blogs are queue based. discord available to mutuals.

schedule.

i operate my blogs on a rotating schedule, casey being wednesdays. that means on that day i will be logged on here, working on drafts, queuing things, and being active on the dash.

important links.

google doc.

pinterest board. 

book pinterest board. 

playlist.

blog roll.

barry allen / the flash, dctv:   liightningchosen.

sage, of riot games’ valorant:   icedhealer.

multimuse, ft. canon & original characters:   livingprophecy.

dinah laurel lance / black siren, dctv:   irreplaceablescream.

kasper bowman / smoke, original character:   noxdeity.

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WARSTARTED   /   rick. 

       Casey is going to work himself into the ground, Rick can see it now. It’s not like he doesn’t understand; not like he hasn’t been around workaholics, or sees the temptation himself on busying his mind so other thoughts can’t creep in. He gets it. That doesn’t mean he thinks Casey should be doing it. “With that pretty face of his, he could talk his way into any deal.” Rick agreed with a nod of his head. “But I’m sure it can be finished off in the morning.” He leans against the desk, arms crossed over his chest. “Sure I do. My excuse is that I have trouble sleeping when someone else SHOULD be sleeping, but is not.”

         HE CAN’T HELP BUT SNORT.   “god, every time you call ash pretty i think i die a little inside.”   casey’s joking of course ------ but it is one of the many reasons asher worked his way up to second in command. and how he scored sol. he rubs his eyes, ignoring how tired he feels for just another moment as he looks up at rick, true smile on his face.   “wow, we start sharing a bed again and suddenly you’re CODEPENDENT. not a healthy look.”   he’d be lying if he said he could sleep alone. okay, maybe this work could wait a few hours while he battled sleep once again. it feels just like when he was a detective, only this is the opposite end of the law.   “alright, alright, but if things go screwy tomorrow and my boys get shot, i’m gonna kill you.” 

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    I’m not the one you want to stay. And you would know that, if you knew me that way; Run from me. You ain’t gonna find no love, baby. You should RUN FROM ME. 

            Just a little bit of company. 

                                                                    Yeah that’s all you gonna get from me. 

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What Does Your Soul Smell Like?

Your Result: Candle Smoke

Key Words: self-assured, courageous, intuitive. you are an expert at overcoming your demons and should be proud of how brave you have consistently shown yourself to be. others are amazed by your perseverance, strong personality, and unapologetic uniqueness. Compatible With: coffee, freshly baked bread.

Tagged By: @fcmilysacrificed​​ Tagging: anyone who wants to steal!

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tomorrow i’m going to put out like an “interacting with casey 101” style post just to help with plotting! for now i’m going to crash but please feel free to send a meme or a message about plotting <3

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@resurrecticn asked:   😴 ( from verity )

         CASEY’S A LIGHT SLEEPER.   if you can even call what he does sleeping ------ more often than not he’s hovering on falling asleep, terrified of what his mind is going to show him. it helps on nights like this though. the door opens, and he’s already on high alert, though he knows only a few people could even get into the compound he’s staying in to begin with. turning over, he blinks, seeing verity standing by the side of his bed. verity, the beautiful girl that bruce wayne was going to warp into yet another robin, ANOTHER BROKEN MESS. immediately he’s shifting over, pulling the covers back, not even needing her to ask.

         “EVERYTHING OKAY, KID?”   he pulls the covers over her, shifting so he was laying facing her.   “dick’s not going to be happy that i’m keeping you up past your bedtime.”   he adds, a teasing light tone to help her calm down. 

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@resurrecticn asked:   🥣 ( from dick )

         HE HASN’T GOTTEN SICK IN... YEARS.   hell, he was pretty sure his immune system was boosted for that exact reason.   (maybe he can blame it on the fact that this is an entire new earth, or whatever).   still, he feels so tired that he doesn’t want to get out of bed, and around dick ------ well, their competitive nature tells him that dick isn’t going to LET THIS GO. he pulls himself up to a seated position when the other walks in, a bowl in hand, and casey manages a smile.   “thank god, i’m fucking starving.”   his voice is so raspy, but he ignores it, looking up.   “hey. THANK YOU. i know you have better things to be doing than babysitting me.” 

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i’m gonna need this tag so much and i know it

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--- if memories could bleed, if dreams could scream   |   m.a.w.

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@warstarted asked:   how about you get some sleep, hm? / rick

         TIRED EYES LIFT FROM HIS PAPERWORK.   an amused smile accompanies, because usually he’s the one having to get rick to try to sleep. casey doesn’t sleep much anymore anyways ------ it’s been far too long since a night passed without hands around throats.   “i’ve got to get this done so asher can handle the deal in the morning. i don’t trust him to actually handle numbers, he is SO MUCH BETTER at talking.”   he stifles a yawn, pushing his hair out of his face.   “you’re pretty hypocritical, rick. you don’t have an excuse to stay up.” 

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@thexhoodedxvigilante asked:   hey, hey, hey. look at me, look at me. it’s okay.

         FINGERS CURL IN AND OUT OF FISTS.   he’s struggling to even think about breathing, much less do just that. but oliver is in front of him in seconds, acting like a goddamn lighthouse to keep him focused on the here and now. a rock, that he hasn’t had in so long, while he falls apart, tears himself apart DAY BY DAY. shaking hands reach out and grab onto oliver, refusing to open his eyes. 

         “I’M SORRY, I’M SORRY.”   he isn’t even sure what he’s apologizing for, but words tumble out before he can stop them. and he manages to suck in a full breath, opening his eyes. oliver could see right into his soul.   “i’m --- i just thought i saw him. i couldn’t --- i don’t know what i’d do, ollie.” 

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Brenton Thwaites as Richard “Dick” Grayson in Titans “Jason Todd” (1.06)

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Nonverbal RP Starters

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed

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therapy / talking about trauma / post - trauma starters. feel free to change things as necessary. 

would you like to talk about it?

please tell me what’s bothering you.

hey, are you okay?

i don’t have to know everything. just what you’re comfortable telling me.

i’m your friend. of course i care.

there’s nothing bad about going to therapy.

would you like to try a different approach?

i – i didn’t know that. i’m sorry.

is this helping?

i’ll try not to ask a lot of questions.

i’m always here if you need me.

shh, it’s alright. shh. 

we’re safe now. you’re safe now.

it was just a nightmare.

sweetheart, you have to tell me these things.

you know i’d never judge you for that, right?

i’m worried about you.

is something going on? 

everything you say will just be between you and me.

what method do you prefer?

do you need help falling asleep?

anything i could do to help?

why are you like this?

i understand. 

sweetie, is there something you aren’t telling me? what’s wrong?

let’s get you cleaned up.

this is good. this is important. 

you’re healing, and healing takes time. 

we can do more tomorrow.

how about you get some sleep, hm?

bedtime.

it’s ok not to be ok.

tomorrow is another day.

hey, hey, hey. look at me, look at me. it’s okay.

breath in for seven seconds, exhale for eleven …

do you need some space?

remember, look for things that you can touch. ground yourself.

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                                  VI. BUT YOU DIDN’T DO IT.                                    VII. BUT YOU DIDN’T DO IT.

                      independent fandomless original character;               DETECTIVE FIRST CLASS CASEY WILLINGHAM.                                          remembered by zee.                                               poem credit.

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