#shxyme

[heartsofhabit]

"They're watching us." - to tim jamieson

Tim tilts his head at the comment. How... ominous. Then again, he had been seeing a lot of strange occurrences lately, ones that he couldn't explain. "Them? What do you mean by them?"

[drhalepitt]

would you mind showing me around?

SHE TURNED WITH A SMILE AND LOOKED FOR HER ATTENDING—someone to tell her why she was giving tours , but the ED was moving on as it usually did . She didn't think she was overly qualified for it after only being there for two years . ❝ I guess I am the woman for the job , ❞ she laughed and lifted her clipboard off of the nurses station .

❝ Are you transferring here , nurse , doctor , other , candy striper , ❞ the last one was said with false syrupy sweetness .

kenna can't remember the meme but it's shay » @shxyme

[stagborne]

‘   Insane isn’t really black or white, is it?   ‘ for her dark au

INBOX PROMPTS ╱ 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔.

“Do you think yourself insane, Shay?”

His tongue presses against the roof of his mouth, head tilting slightly at the notion, turning the idea over once in his head before dismissing it entirely. He offers a smile, instead. Insanity was a little more clear-cut, a checklist of very immutable traits, all neatly packaged in something distinctly clinical.

“That would be a sentiment held by you alone. Morally, perhaps — but the state of your mind? That can be diagnosed, I’m afraid.” He wasn't insane, if that was what she was implying.

[ragegrove]

❛I see the way you look at her. ❜

┊┊ angst levels. ˑ 🌊 ㅤ&.ㅤaccepting. ، 📞 @shxyme

face all smitten and twisted in a smirk, watching the dark haired girl, tina, that had invited him to her halloween bash last year and someone he'd gotten all wrapped up in since that night secretly. – not that he'd ever admit it. – until that look was wiped completely off his face, expressions dropping as soon as he recognizes he's been caught, feeling a flush of embarrassment trying to creep up but keeping it at bay and resorting to denial. "tch," blues snap in the direction of the owner of the voice, pressing cigarette to lips, "looked at who? maybe get your eyes checked, clearly i was eyeing the black camaro over there."

[redemptioninterlude]

★⸺ ATTN: @shxyme gets a new follower starter !

it's been a FUCKING CRAZY day for rue. she's like, almost shocked she's made it out the other side of it, her legs aching after running, having had a bad encounter with the cops after she'd picked up at her dealer... it's fine. she's fine. nobody really saw her ( did they? ), as she dusted off at the back of the bookshop, chest aching as she breathed deep and finally felt the racing of her heart slow... it's fine. things are fiiiine. her backpack banged heavy at her hip, examining a new rip in the knee of her jeans with a scowl before she walked into the familiar warmth of the shop, feeling a sense of calm just... wash right over her.

it smells like, somehow homey and spicy in here at the same time, a weird mix that rue would have thought meant she walked into some errant home goods store if not for the fact it wasn't cloyingly overbearing. instead it's like... walking into your grandmas. or just like, a bakery or some shit. it's COMFORTING, same with the woman that she could already see behind the counter, raising her hand to greet her, lazily. "heyyy, i was in the neighbourhood." sweat, no longer dripping down her temples. "whoa, it looks like it's been busy here, holy shit - business is good then??"

★— ATTN: @shxyme

[reversetrapped]

❛ you never learned a goddamn thing , ❜

@shxyme

It was IRONIC, wasn't it? How she was tested, supposedly changed, made new. But it wasn't true. It was NEVER true. Maybe she had learned a thing or two, but what did it matter? She was still just a broken bird, wings crushed so she couldn't fly away. "I think I've learned enough. Guess just not the lesson everyone wanted me to."

[bellyflops-moved]

@shxyme said: "Just because someone's a good person, just because you care about them… doesn't mean they won't burn you."

Belly breathes out a soft laugh. Oh, how deeply aware of this fact she was. To love, sometimes was also to lose. She's had her fair share of burns, scars that ached at the slightest reminder. The knowledge of the potential hurt hardly did anything to stop the wanting, the reaching for the flame. "Why is it that even when they burn you...it's so hard to let go? I mean, maybe I should regret him. But I don't."

[godresembled]

@shxyme asked ❝ i shot him, i'm not sorry about that ❞

At least it didn't seem like he would die, Bruce had gathered from the paramedics rushing past them. "But you didn't have to. We could have done something else."