#sightlessruth

[prisonbrain-blog]

sightlessruth:

She could sense an undercurrent pushing against his words before he said anything. They were rude, the extra voices, trying to interrupt when she was trying to say hello. She took a step toward him to get a better look. She was aware of the subjective nature of the blind girl having a look and the obvious joke. She was also sure that he wasn’t about to make it, though the intrusive noise might feel differently.

“Sh.”

Ruth raised her index finger to a point in front of his forehead, not touching him but extending a sliver of clear thought to shoo the extra voices away from his answer.

“Didn’t mean to intrude there. Just wanted to say hello without everyone gettin’ so worked up. I’m Ruth, it’s nice to meet you,” she said, lowering her hand again.

David watched her carefully. He went still, breath hitching. She was suddenly so close and his head was suddenly so...quiet? Just for a moment he was him. He was his own. “Holy shit...thank you...” He couldn’t help but to stare at her, like a complex equation he could solve through his eyes alone. “Ruth...” He laughed out the name happily, and grinned.  In the next moment his smile faltered and his blush returned. He took a few steps back from her. Close. Too close. “Heh...I’m sorry...I’m uh...probably keeping you from class or whatever...” 

[jckidman]

Énouement: The bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turn out, but not being able to tell your past self.

SHIELD U had fallen. His intel had paid off. He stood proud before the Administrator as he was congratulated on his effort, he’d provided the information that saw those usurpers to the balance of the world dealt with. They were now either dead or imprisoned, he’d probably check in on them later, they deserved to know who’d orchestrated their demise. Only a handful had escaped, but they couldn’t hurt him now. 

“Well done, Kid. You’ve been everything I knew you’d be and more. Promising agents are such a rare commodity in todays world.” 

“Thank you, Sir. Will I be sent on anther assignment soon?”

“Yes, you’ll-”

He was cut off by the sounding of alarms throughout the facility, the building shook under an explosion and both were sent flying to the ground. Kid had barely struggled to his feet and out of the room when he spotted them, one of the heroes who’d got away-

“KIDMAN! You’re dead!” 

His final thought before they were upon him was regret. 

If only he could go back and tell his past self to kill this one when he had the chance.

[healing-elixir]

Onism: The frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time.

“Foley! We need you over here!”

“He’s flatland, get your ass over here.”

“Josh, the artery is severed, he’ll bleed out in minutes!”

Josh was elbow deep into trying to reattach a severed hand on a patient. The attack on the dance hall had left so many on the verge of death, and while he could feel them, each of them, desperately fighting for life he knew they wouldn’t all last the amount of time he needed. It wasn’t fair! 

“I’m coming!” he yelled back to the cacophony of voices, “Please hold on.” he knew it was useless, they wouldn’t last. They couldn’t, they were only human. The arm was reattached.

In a split second he ran over to the flatliner and began pumping them full of his healing powers, trying to reignite the spark that made them live. He went at it full power for a single minute before their pulse returned and evened out, just as he turned to hit the next one he felt an alright pull in his gut, like someone had just ripped a part of him away.

The other two were gone.

Josh’s head fell forward, his expression stony, there was a moment of pause in the Med-bay.

“Foley, over here now!”

No time to rest. All he has was regret.

Why couldn’t he be in two places at once?

[tiny-blonde-dragon]

9, 16

9- Talk about a time you made an enemy.:

 Believe it or not, MJ and I did not always see eye-to-eye. When we we’re middle schoolers, I used to get jealous whenever Peter or Harry would walk away from me to speak to her, so one day in the middle of lunch, I called her out as “my mortal enemy”. But a few months later, she had become one of my best friends.

16 What’s a skill you’re trying to improve even though you know you’re terrible?: 

 I have a bad habit of assuming things about people. I make people uncomfortable on accident because I’m so happy and open. I want to work on keeping my mouth shut when I don’t know how a person feels. (The most recent example being when I joked about Josh’s gold skin, not knowing he didn’t like it.)

[witchbxy-blog1]

hc + travel

Billy’s never been outside of new york since coming to Iowa. With both of parents schedules full of work and  three boys participating in multiple activities- getting out of the city never really was an option. Billy’s always loved the idea of travel, though. Picture-esc places are a main theme on his instagram. 

[biitchcakes-blog1]

♌ ♎

♌how do they drink their coffee/tea?

“ —— pfft, black.  cream & sugar are for wimps. “

♎is their closet tidy or are the clothes just being thrown inside or lying on the floor?

“ —— tidy is a relative term, my friend. MY definition of tidy is anything with a blood stain being tossed in  ‘ the corner ‘  and packing the rest of my crap in tight enough to shut the door. “

[haphophobiia]

❛❛ You’re really - enthusiastic - with the decorations. ❜❜

Rogue smiled slightly, a nervous laugh leaving her. “Christmas’s kinda my favorite time of year.” Her hands continued working to hang the tinsel around the room. “Is it too much?”