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I CAME BACK ON TO WRITE BUT NO
“You meet thousands of people and none of them really touch you. And then you meet one person and your life is changed forever.”
Love & Other Drugs (2010) dir. Edward Zwick
miscellaneous angst starters.
when were you going to tell me?
you can’t keep doing this to yourself.
that’s…a lot of blood.
can you walk?
please don’t lie to me.
you were supposed to leave.
i’m not going anywhere without you.
shh, it’s okay. it was just a dream.
there was nothing more you could have done.
it wasn’t your fault.
this is all my fault.
you aren’t acting like yourself.
i’m never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.
you’re hurting me.
don’t ever do that again.
go to hell.
please don’t cry.
you have to stay awake.
i wish i could take the pain away.
you could have died.
hey – stay with me.
it’ll be over soon.
did you ever love me?
i’m sorry. i can’t do this anymore.
things won’t always hurt this bad.
you passed out.
how much have you had?
i’m okay. it’s all fine.
it’s not okay! you’re not fine!
let me get you something for the pain.
it’s nothing. it’s just a bruise.
it’s clearly not nothing.
have you been to the doctor?
i didn’t mean the things i said.
i thought we meant something.
people who are okay don’t act like this.
you don’t have to go through this by yourself.
i don’t want you to be alone.
please don’t regret me.
i heard you crying.
you need to get some rest.
when was the last time you ate something?
i’m worried about you.
did you have another nightmare?
[name], there’s nobody there.
i want to be happy but i don’t think i deserve it.
please talk to me.
why are you mad at me?
alcohol isn’t going to solve your problems.
don’t leave me.
did you do this to yourself?
it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.
tell me what’s wrong.
tell me how to make it better.
why don’t you care?
get the hell away from me.
please don’t do this.
i can’t believe that you lied to me.
just…stay for the night.
you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.
you can’t die. i won’t let you.
just hang on, okay?
hold my hand if you need to.
i’m sorry.
why do you have a gun?
don’t panic.
just breathe.
you’re bleeding.
i’m trying to stop the bleeding.
you’ve been crying, i can tell.
you should have told me sooner.
i wanted to tell you in person.
a phone call would’ve been nice.
i hate you.
i love you.
𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙴𝚇𝙿𝙴𝙲𝚃 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙵𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻 𝙳𝙴𝙲𝙸𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚂𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻𝚂.
𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐖
@sizablescar said: “ i need to find a love to love me with no hesitation . ”
𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚎𝚕𝚋𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚜, 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚍. she was a few feet away on one of the metal benches circling the area, and she has an idle moment to worry about him falling in, but it’s quietly overshadowed by his words. they hadn’t been speaking on anything particular when he said it — hadn’t been speaking at all in the moment, really. they had a comfortable silence when they were together, punctuated with moments of shared jokes or stories or knowledge.
but this delved into a new territory. something more real, and emotional, and not what nancy had been expecting him to say. the alcohol in her blood slows down her mental process, and it takes her a beat to finally manage a small hum, sitting up a little straighter. his attention turned to her and she merely shrugged, not sure how to properly articulate her own feelings on things without bringing him down.
they were different when it came to this. they didn’t talk about it, but she saw how he was with people; the flirtation, the charisma, how easy it all was for him. sometimes he dazzled people around them, and sometimes he turned that charm on nancy herself, but either way, it was hard to stay unaffected for long. “𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚜?”
𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝. Smooth, flat; it was a perfect skipping rock. His right arm pulled back and then flung forward, wrist flicking toward the water. The stone did a single skip before it sunk pitifully to the bottom. “Soulmates?” He asked, turning around to face her. His shoes scraped the rocks beneath his feet and it made a crunching sound. “I don’t know.” He answered, brow creasing together in thought.
Truthfully, Fergus believed it could be possible for someone to have plenty of soulmates. It seemed rather dreadful to imagine a life where there was only one perfect person, and what were to happen if you were to never find that person? Forced to settle? How unfair.
“I believe in love,” He admitted, finally. “I do know that.”
Walking back toward the bench, Fergus scooped his beer bottle up by the neck and took a drink before sitting down next to her. “What about you?” He returned with his own question, resting the bottle back on his knee. “I know you are not… the romantic type.” Fergus leaned into her then with a teasing nudge and a smirky side-eye. “But there has got to be… something in you, non? That wishes for those things?”
𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐀𝐇𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘
Hey there! My name is Judah, and I like to make graphics for the Tumblr RP community. I am doing a giveaway to get my blog off the ground and to gain followers. I will be choosing 2 random winners to pick $25 worth of content that they want made for their blog — items can be mixed and matched (you can pick a promo + banners, a promo + icons, etc).
If you’d like to be considered to win, just reblog this post and it will count as an entry. I will not be counting likes at this time as this giveaway is for promotional purposes. I will choose two random winners next Sunday, July 5th.
(If you are interested in a promo, but don’t want to wait for the giveaway to end, I will be giving discounts for stuff for the next week so reach out to me if interested!)
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Face masks are mandated in public now which means I’m going to have to start color coordinating to my outfits if this is going to be the new thing.
I can’t fuck with the paper ones anymore. Red converse, red mask. Black and white nikes, black and white mask. Lets do this.
𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐔𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 / 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝓙𝐔𝐃𝐀𝐇
CANON DIVERGENT / MODERN VERSE & MULTI-VERSE FRIENDLY
Comme tous les rêveurs je confonds le désenchantement avec la vérité
Every time I go to make a commissions blog, I give up when it comes to making the pricing sheets.
EVERY SINGLE TIME
It’s not mun monday but have my face anyway
I’m feeling myself today. 🙌🏼
All of my best ships are RANDOM AS FUCK.
“Who’s going to want me? My own mother didn’t even want me.”
— Lily York (via ciarawrites)
AMERICAN GODS SENTENCE STARTERS
episode two - the secret of spoons. ( contains violence and nsfw themes )
❝ can you hear me ? ❞
❝ you want help ? fine. ❞
❝ let me tell you a story. once upon a time, a man got fucked. now, how is that for a story ? ❞
❝ let me paint a picture of what’s waiting for you on the shore. ❞
❝ and all for what ? ❞
❝ and i ain’t even started yet. ❞
❝ this guy gets it. ❞
❝ angry is good. angry gets shit done. ❞
❝ you’re already dead, asshole. at least die a sacrifice for something worthwhile. ❞
❝ let. the motherfucker. burn ! let it all burn. ❞
❝ were you shot at ? ❞
❝ well it depends on who you ask. ❞
❝ i don’t know what the fuck you speak of. ❞
❝ how was the funeral ? ❞
❝ you wanna come in and talk about it ? ❞
❝ mmm-mmm-mmm. what a little asshole. ❞
❝ oh, you know him ? ❞
❝ they don’t have a fucking clue. ❞
❝ i don’t give a fuck if they don’t have a fucking clue, i want one ! give me a fucking clue ! ❞
❝ good. compact amended. ❞
❝ your first bed as a free man. enjoy it. ❞
❝ an assault on you is an insult to me. don’t think because i didn’t lose my temper i am not angry, or am lacking a plan. ❞
❝ i didn’t mean to wake you. ❞
❝ they told me you died. ❞
❝ you were just having a bad dream. ❞
❝ you going to miss it ? ❞
❝ too many people tell each other not to repress their emotions, to release their feelings, to let the pain go. there’s a lot to be said for bottling up emotions. ❞
❝ what i say has got to be said, so i want you to consider my words very carefully. ❞
❝ say it. ❞
❝ you are only obligated to feel bad about that for so long. ❞
❝ let there be beauty where there can be. ❞
❝ plan is, we will be meeting with a number of people preeminent in their respective fields, and then we will rendezvous in one of the most important places in the country. ❞
❝ i don’t like dropping in on friends empty handed. ❞
❝ you can’t look out for yourself, how the hell are you gonna look out for me ? ❞
❝ not so fast. we need to talk, [ … ] . ❞
❝ funny how things supposed to make you look good only make it worse. ❞
❝ the fuck is this ? ❞
❝ i’m all sorts, [ … ] .❞
❝ i’m the one they sacrifice to. then till now. ❞
❝ time and attention. better than lamb’s blood. ❞
❝ i hate that. i hate that they were hurting you, [ … ] . i would never do that to you. ❞
❝ i want you in my camp with us. ❞
❝ look at it like this: we’re the coming thing. we are already here. ❞
❝ i was impressed with how you dealt with him/her/them. ❞
❝ who’d have thought you had it in you ? ❞
❝ he/she/they were underestimating you. they all are. not a mistake i’ll make. ❞
❝ i can give you so much more. you name it, honey. what do you need ? ❞
❝ don’t fight gravity, [ … ] . i’ve been at this a while. ❞
❝ i’m trying to help you. ❞
❝ keep your neck out of the belt. ❞
❝ that went as well as can be expected. ❞
❝ i think i’m losing my mind. ❞
❝ oh, like the rest of your life is sane. ❞
❝ at times, the universe does seem to have singled you out for unique abuse. in these moments you have to ask yourself, would i rather be ignored ? ❞
❝ always better dead than forgotten, and no one is ever going to forget you. ❞
❝ it’s a sudden onset of strange. fair cause for consternation, unless strange is a new language and what we’re doing here is vocabulary building. ❞
❝ you may have to consider that you didn’t see what you saw, or you did. the world is either crazy or you are. they’re both solid options. take your pick. ❞
❝ when you decide, come and tell me. but don’t rush into it. take your time. difficult decision. ❞
❝ there are bigger sacrifices one might be asked to make than going a little mad. ❞
❝ you wanna know the secret of my success ? the secret is charm. ❞
❝ i only come when matters are vital, as they are now. ❞
❝ god, you are gorgeous. you have not aged. ❞
❝ the truth is not what people want to hear. ❞
❝ prettiest woman, prettiest lies. ❞
❝ black as night, sweet as sin. you take coffee, then i read your future. ❞
❝ he does not know our world. ❞
❝ i’m easing him in. ❞
❝ you are the worst man i have ever seen. ❞
❝ nice to see you, old friend. i brought a gift. ❞
❝ i come here only to share bread and information. what you do with the latter is entirely up to you. ❞
❝ i’d be happy to help. ❞
❝ oh, he is nobody’s husband, and i am nobody’s wife. ❞
❝ family is who you survive with when you need to survive, even if you do not like them. ❞
❝ i am not a good cook. when i was younger there were servants to make meals. here there are no servants; there’s only us. ❞
❝ learning is beneath me. ❞
❝ i thought you were supposed to read tea leaves ? ❞
❝ that bad, huh ? any good news ? ❞
❝ you brought that madness into my life once. never again. ❞
❝ you know me. you know what these hands have done. ❞
❝ you don’t want me, you want [ … ] , and he’s/she’s/they’re not here. ❞
❝ it will be glorious, win or lose. ❞
❝ i am tired of glorious. ❞
❝ everyone thought he/she/they must be the good one. so i became me. ❞
❝ time passes. now i am gray. ❞
❝ i think in the old country i am forgotten, and here, i am like a bad memory. ❞
❝ i know the killing. ❞
❝ to give a good death is art. ❞
❝ every man’s an equal. ❞
❝ is good ? ❞
❝ first blood is mine. so you’ve lost. game is done. ❞
❝ i just started. ❞
❝ ten thousand deaths made right here. ❞
❝ it’s your move. ❞
❝ he’ll take that shot. no joke, no boast, no half-measures. how good are you ? ❞
❝ it’s your decision. ❞
❝ when my voice breaks on this song, remember old love gone. ❞
@gwendclyne
said: ‘ you son of a mumford! ’
𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞, didn’t want to, hadn’t planned on it even. She stood across the courtyard, exactly as he remembered her; all cheeks and warm eyes as he made his way, laughing at her reaction to seeing him. Gwen hadn’t been more than a couple hours from Paris now that she was attending Oxford, though he’d anticipated the first few semesters to be too manic to warrant even the notion of a plan to meet up. Today was different—she had the weekend off and so he’d taken the Eurostar that morning, now standing in front of her in a new country, in her new element. He was excited to hear her stories. He was excited to just hear her voice again.
He put his hands on his hips and cocked his head to the side before reaching out to hug her. “It is good to see you too, Gwen.” He chuckled, wrapping her up and squeezing her tight. When he pulled back, he took her by the shoulders. “Okay, well, let me look at you now.”
He folded his arms across his chest and took a step back, right hand over his mouth in a way that teased to analyze her. He clicked his tongue disapprovingly, “I do not know.” Fergus joked, lifting his eyes to hers with a smile. He nodded upward playfully. “How do I know you are the real Gwen and not an imposter, hm?” He was joking with her, though he always did this, and he was sure she must’ve accepted it or she would have blown him off by now. His smile made it obvious. “Not a pimple on you, mon amie. Truly, you look wonderful.”
I’m this close to sending the entirety of The Bee Movie script via text message to my coworker if he keeps on his shit.
Hey! Hit me up on discord for plots. I’m in the mood to plot some shit/bullshit/write/whatever
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