#desolatisms

[zenredneckarcher]

@desolatisms

“Ya by yerself?!”

[promiiscs]

subconsciously bothered by a disturbance, her face contorts in her sleep, & a small hum reverberates in the back of her throat before she slowly comes to consciousness. everyone else is asleep. her mother is sat up in the corner by the door of the small store they found to rest for the night, but it’s clear to alicia that her mind is somewhere else. she notices that she can’t spot frankie, & that sinking feeling comes back as her eyes find the back door is cracked open just a bit.  a glance back at her mother, & she’s snaking her way out from beneath the warmth of her mom’s jacket, pushing the metal barrier open to see the blonde sitting on the grass hill nearby.

“can’t sleep?”     /   @desolatisms

[hungerpanged-archive]

@desolatisms

    “found somethin’ good.” there’s a thud as he tosses a backpack at her feet before plopping his own body on the ground, legs outstretched in front of him. “wanna do the honors and see what’s inside?” the bag’s owner had the misfortune of crossing ashley’s path with something he saw worth taking; hopefully his effort and the bit of energy wasted won’t be in vain. he leans back on his hands, tilts his head to one side. “it felt kinda heavy. maybe there’s cans of food in there.”

[notimminent]

closed ;; @desolatisms​

        “ NO ---- I can keep going. I just tripped. I’m fine, Frankie. We can’t stay here one more night; we need to find shelter; we need to find a place to  HIDE. ”  The brunette took deep breaths as she spoke, her hands rested against the cold, hard ground underneath her. She couldn’t outright admit to her friend that she was exhausted, not after she had insisted that she keep watch the last time they stopped so Emma could rest. Her disease be damned; Frankie deserved to have a rest too.  “ There has to be a town or something coming up soon... there just has to be. ”

[promiiscs]

she sees the flames, & before her mother can stop her, she’s dashing towards the large estate, waving smoke from in front of her face as she steps inside.  ‘  frankie!  ‘   she raises her voice as loud as she can, pushing through to the hallway, hammering her door open. eyes fall on the girl curled up in the corner, & she immediately runs over, bending down to hook her arm beneath frankie’s.    ‘  we have to go-- frankie, we have to GO  --  ‘       /     @desolatisms

[heavysmiled-blog]

desolatisms replied to your post:          GET YOUR FILTHY PAWS OFF MY SILKY DRAWS.

‘can’t touch this’ plays in the distance

bASICALLY HOLY SHIT

[brightalicia-blog]

           she’d been walking for hours. alicia was stubborn, she wouldn’t admit        even to herself        that she was lost and alone. it was going to get dark soon, and the little voice in her head told her to turn back, but she didn’t even know where to go from there, so she kept walking until she heard rustling. she immediately stopped walking and looked in the area of wherever she thought the sound was coming from and shouted, “who’s there?” 

[souldraggermoved]

                     ❛      do you ever think before you speak , dear ?        ❜      // @desolatisms.