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𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫!
“𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡.“
sorry I haven’t been around much! i feel like quarantine is frying my brain. I am always available on disco/rd if mutuals wanna chat! rooney#4143
✧・゚ 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐦 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 ・゚✧
The Last Summer (2019) Directed by William Bindley
empatheis:
hopelessness overcomes him as all he can do is sit there experiencing everything she’s feeling , but cannot take action to help until she’s witnessed the entire vision. brows pull together in pain as he tries to be patient. they’ve been together through many visions [ … ] none have affected her quite as deeply or as brutally as this one. as she begins to apologize , he shakes his head. the last thing he ever wanted her to apologize for was feeling and taking her time to process those emotions. the confusion he felt could wait. he takes hold of her hand in an attempt to help ground her in the present. just as he gets lost in the past sometimes , he knows that the future or possibility of it could be just as haunting. then she explains and he understands. ❛ none of us experienced and saw what you did , darlin’. it isn’t stupid ta feel that loss. ‘cause you did lose us fer a minute there , but you said it , we fixed it. ❜ he draws closer to her. ❛ an’ i’m right here. i ain’t goin’ anywhere any time soon. yer stuck seein’ these cowboy boots every day fer the rest forever. ❜
𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖. Alice lifts her hand to his chest, taking a few deep breaths to steady herself but the distress has set in too deeply. “Edward saw it too,” she says smally, opening her eyes and meeting his gaze with the whites of her eyes clouding with crimson and otherwise welling with tears. “Saw Carlisle die—” a thick tear rolls down her cheek. “Saw you die... and some of the wolves... and Esme and Edward came so close.” A little squeak leaves her throat as her breath hitches.
“I keep telling myself that,” Alice says, squeezing his hand, feeling his hand in hers. He’s right here. They won. His head isn’t lying in the snow in that field. It didn’t happen. “We won, we won, but I still saw you die, and no matter how many times I remind myself, how many times I look at you, I still feel this awful dread... like rocks in my belly.” She exhales shakily, and she presses her forehead against his chest, a tiredness in her small frame. She breathes him in. His last words make her laugh, a smile playing at her lips. “You were my first grounding thought when I turned, I’d lose myself without you, cowboy.” Alice chuckles, the sentiment tinged with a certain melancholy, but also with a bone deep affection.
I realized I hadn’t updated Alice’s little “history” section in my doc in AGES, so I just did that. I'd written it before I did the research about shock therapy and it was pretty much a brief summary of her wiki history. So it’s more personalized now!
@swtzrlcnd gets a starter
𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐔𝐓. She isn’t unreasonably when it comes to fashion, she will absolutely maintain someone’s preferences, but she will also try to see where they’re willing to push out of their comfort zones. “I’ve been misrepresented, Bella. I won’t make you try on dresses or heels... just... amplify the kinds of things you already wear. Just as comfortable but more chic.”
nbc’s hannibal ( 2013 - 2015 ) pt 2 ↪ req’d by anon. s01e07 - s01e013. alter as you see fit. trigger warnings for death, gore, violence, sexual themes
“there is a distinctive brutality.”
“come over and i will cook for you.”
“he used to throw such exquisite dinner parties.”
“it’s fairly evident the man’s dead just by looking at him.”
“[name left his last victim in a church pew using his tongue as a page marker in the bible he was holding.”
“he looks normal. and nobody can tell what he is.”
“i kind of kinda thought you’d be there which … isn’t why i was there.”
“i think that we would make good friends.”
“i have conversations with a version of you and hope that the actual you gets what he needs.”
“red or white?”
“i discovered that we are cheese folk.”
“i transferred my passion for anatomy into the culinary arts.”
“did you think it was a date?”
“you avoided being in a room alone with me essentially since i met you.”
“well, i wanted to kiss her since i met her.”
“murder houses don’t fetch big money in today’s real estate market.”
“i promise i won’t try to kiss you again.”
“i have feelings for you, [name]. but i can’t just have an affair with you.”
“this is possibly the finest salad i’ve ever eaten in my life.”
“i know what monsters are. you’re a victim.”
“i can feel my nerves clicking like, uh, roller coaster cogs, pulling up to the inevitable long plunge.”
“there’s a grandiosity to the violence that i imagined that feels more real than what i know is true.”
“i caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and i looked right through me, past me, as if i was a was just a stranger.”
“i know what kind of crazy i am, and this isn’t that kind of crazy.”
“well brain scans can’t diagnose, uh, mental disorders.”
“just do me a favour and publish it posthumously.”
“i tried to be a good mom.”
“why are you still here when the both of us know that this is bad for you?”
“you made me think i was somebody else, and now who knows what i’m thinking?”
“so maybe i’m not supposed to be in a relationship.”
“would have been fun to cozy up with your dogs in front of a space heater.”
“now, this relationship between you and me, this can do us both some good.”
“it’s like remembering something from your childhood, and you’re not sure if it’s your memory or a friend’s memory, and then you realise sadly it’s just some photo in an old book.”
“he hasn’t answered his phone since yesterday, didn’t show up to work today.”
“you know, it’s hard to shake off something that’s already under your skin.”
“[name], you’re having an episode.“
“although you may not feel like it, i need you to smile.”
“you’re in no state to go anywhere but the hospital.”
“it’s hard to be with another person when you can’t get out of your own head.”
“you look pretty.”
“people who have what you have can recover with shock treatment.”
“it feels more like a horrible dream where i killed my friend.”
“[name] was just a dumb kid who was really messed up because his sister was murdered.”
“you’re looking for an explanation, an explanation that makes all of this okay.”
“i’d hate to damage anyone’s reputation unnecessarily.”
“thank god for small favours.”
“[name] has been victim of many unusual and irrational thoughts.”
“you have any idea where they might be going?”
“maybe you shouldn’t have checked yourself out of the hospital.”
“i think you’re still sick.”
“i’m afraid you’re gonna have to leave.”
“i can’t pretend i don’t know you and i can’t pretend we both don’t know what I’m finding under your nails.”
“i guess you dodged a bullet with me.”
“grieving is an individual process with a universal goal: the truest examination of the meaning of life and the meaning of its end.”
“young people are supposed to be the lenses through which we see ourselves living beyond this life.”
“it’s hard to accept that i could fail them both so profoundly.”
“i’m willing to change my mind should the evidence change.”
“all sense of who you are has been distorted by your illness.”
“you are alone because you are unique.”
“i smoked the veal on a pyre of dry hay. it imparts a unique smouldering flavour to the meat and to the room.”
“thank you for indulging me.”
“you seemed like you needed to talk.”
“you develop relationships with people who are prone to violence.”
televampyr:
❛ I know. ❜ the mental images haunt him, too. sometimes replayed by own unconscious, sometimes picked up from his sister's own mind. the sight is never not gutting, not make him feel sick to the stomach in a way that a cold one like them should ever be able to experience. his posture straightens as though preparing for whatever blow comes his way with alice's words, and for all the words he can hear he is unsure what can he say to relief the pain or soothe the trauma. so he just listens, carefully and free of judgement, and with his ears as opposed to his mind.
❛ alice… ❜ her name drops from his lips with worry. ❛ stop trying to set yourself on fire to keep everyone else warm. ❜ it is unfair to carry the burden on her shoulders all alone — he knows she knows he can handle it, that jasper can handle it too. ❛ they don't have to know if you don't want to tell them, they don't even have to understand. they just have to be understanding, which they will because they love you, they're your family. we all are. ❜
𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐋𝐈𝐏 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇, 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒. She would hate for her family to see her bloodied eyes, and they would sure know she was upset if she cried but she’s been holding it too close and it’s burning her up. “I shouldn’t feel this way,” she says, insisting, almost pleading, “it wasn’t real.” When she opens her eyes two fat tears roll down her cheeks and the lower part of the whites of her eyes are crimson.
“I watched Carlisle be killed, I watched Jasper die, I watched you and Esme almost...—” she presses her fist against her sternum, swallowing thickly. “I hate this feeling. I shouldn’t feel this way. You’re all fine. Aro changed his mind.” It’s like she’s trying to convince herself she’s over reacting. That her distress isn’t merited. “You’re right here, you’re fine, but my whole body wants to make sure you’re not injured from nearly getting your head crushed.”
Photo courtesy of Jasper, probably during some cross country road trip.
@demivampyr gets a starter
𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑, but really she is absolutely delighted and simply hoping Edward isn’t too nearby to hear either of their thoughts. “Ness, I fully support any decision you make, and this isn’t meant to change your mind because I am all for self expression, buuuuut: your mom will cry if you cut your hair.” She kind of wants to see that go down, after all, hair does grow back.
@empatheis gets a starter
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐖 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍, the fear, the gutting sense of loss, the heartbreak that still feels like a crater in her chest. Alice doesn’t get emotional often, she can change the outcomes of some things for the better, she can do good. She did good, she changed this outcome, but still she saw Carlisle die, she saw Jasper die, she saw Esme and Edward come so close to death... Alice breathing catches in her throat. “I’m sorry,” she whispers. “You must be so confused. I haven’t explained what I saw in my vision.” Alice looks at him, swallowing thickly. “It’s so stupid, it’s not real, we fixed it, everyone it safe.” She feels like crying. “I saw you die.”
an apple a day keeps the vampire away ! indie, og depiction of dr. cullen of t’wilight franchise, as turned by holmes . est. may . 2020
@televampyr gets a starter
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐖 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍. She also knows he’s touched Aro’s hand and had every intimate detail of his memory exposed to the man. Part of Alice wonders if the desire to cleanse herself internally will ever go away, to be known by someone she fears. But mostly she feels hollowed, gutted, by the violence of her vision and despite knowing her family and friends are safe, she feels haunted. She sees ghosts in their faces. “I know they can tell something is wrong,” she says when she gets a moment alone with Edward. “But I don’t know how to explain it. You saw it all with me... Jasper felt it... but the others don’t know what I saw... I can’t....” get rid of it, I feel like there’s been a hole ripped through my chest.
@emmeht gets a starter
𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇, 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃, 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑, but it’s too tempting not to ask Emmett about it. “How would you feel about a bear onsie?” she asks, propping her chin on her hand. She’d only thought of it because of the starkly blue robe he’s wearing like a summering frat boy, and somehow her mind had jumped to a bear onsie.
then a doctor walked around a corner, and my mouth fell open. he was young, he was blond and he was handsomer than any movie star i’d ever seen.