#TREMBLESIGH. a story about trauma and what comes after. written by kc. start here.
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#TREMBLESIGH. a story about trauma and what comes after. written by kc. start here.
hello! sorry this blog died a little lol. im most active rn on @hidefire and @kineticrelief <3333
what if i told you guys there is a blog for my guy justin hedd over @kineticrelief?? and what if i told you this is his promo because i am too tired to make a real one?? yup. u should follow him tho. he's telekinetic and likes legos and do u really need to know more??
does anyone wanna plot 👉👈
who is going to call Dustin baby?????
sorry I think abt Dustin becoming a high school basketball coach and I cry. never wanting to become his father so he avoids things he loves, until he learns he can enjoy those things on his own. he can change things he can help people. he can be better
What’s it like to have a good father
a what
Jacob Elordi photographed by Eli Russell Linnetz for GQ
like for a kiss from Dustin
Dustin's hand on their arm does not help Valeria's fluster. It just adds an entirely new aspect for them to freak out over. Which is just perfect, really. Still, they manage to take a breath before they continue.
"Right. Right, yeah." A great start. "So, um." How do they say this? They can't just say it, surely? "You know Glitterbomb, right?"
The question comes out a little too loud, forced out in favour of, like, literally anything better. This is going so. well.
Okay. So not a date. Or if it is a date, they're starting off in a very odd way. Eyebrows furrow even further now, and he has given up on trying to guess what might come next.
"Oh, yeah! I know them. We hang out sometimes, while they're not like, y'know. Saving shit." Well, aside from the one time they did save his life, but that wasn't exactly hanging out. "You uh.. you a fan of their work?"
"you know what, you've got a good point." i let out a chuckle, shaking my head. "i usually get beer 'cus it's cheap, especially at this bar. but cocktail names are too complicated. if i wanted hard liquor i'd just like ... order a rum and coke or somethin'. like ... something easy to remember." my smile stretches further across my face when he returns the cheers, and i take another sip from the bottle in my hand.
"yeah, 's skunk. pretty cool, right? picked it out myself." shoulders raise into a shrug and i shake my head. "no man, dustin's a plenty fun name. you look like a dustin, it fits you." i pause for a moment, sipping my beer again before putting it back down on the bar - top. "so this bar clearly ain't a place y' like t' frequent ... so what brings y' here?"
first the come here often and now the what brings you here? dustin may not be a genius when it comes to men, but he's smart enough to recognize when there is a bit of a vibe. so he smiles, cheeks only get just a hint of color. definitely not noticeable with the shitty lighting here.
"yeah, uh, bar wasn't my idea. was supposed to be meeting a date here, but they bailed." a small shrug, though, from the way he acts, he doesn't seem overly broken up about the whole thing. "not that bad, though. i mean, it got me outta the house. and a beer." a small sip of his drink, which he then points at skunk. "what about you? you a regular?"
Concept: They actually love you and not just the idea of you.
OPEN.
"see, each drink serves a different purpose." he's pointing to the three different drinks he has sitting in front of him. water, a soda, and a coffee. none of them are even close to finished. "very delicate system."
also. you guys know the joke abt bi women having like three different drinks at all times??? Dustin
can dustin be ur passenger princess
PROMPTS FOR TELLING A BIG SECRET * assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary
when you have a moment, we should talk.
there's a lot you don't know.
i'm not who you think i am.
i lied about a lot of things, but i never lied to you about how i felt.
i had a feeling you would ask me about that someday.
i'm not actually [name].
you should probably sit down for this.
before i say anything, i need to make sure you're ready to hear this.
everything you've ever known is a lie.
i was given strict instructions not to tell you what happened.
do you want to know the truth about what happened to your parents?
when i tell you the truth, you'll hate me.
after all this time, i think you deserve to know the truth.
i've been keeping a lot from you.
if you don't tell me the truth, i'm leaving.
stop lying to my face.
they didn't tell you what really happened to your parents.
it's time for you to hear the truth.
everyone knows you're special.
i think i should tell you something.
i'm honestly not sure how to go about telling you.
they haven't always been honest with you.
remember that? that was a lie.
you'll figure it out sooner or later. might as well be the one to tell you.
that was never real.
i'm tired of the lies. i want the truth.
was that the truth, or just another lie?
was any of this real?
you're not actually one of them.
i don't think you can handle the truth.
give me an honest answer for once.
you wouldn't believe me if i told you.
you're different than the rest.
where have you been sneaking off to?
you want me to tell you everything? fine.
don't say i didn't warn you.
you told me you were going out. why did you lie?
what lies have you told me?
some things are best left unsaid.
ignorance is bliss, you know.
they never told you what really happened to [name].
you'd be better off not knowing the truth.
you've never been told the truth about what happened.
i think it's time you were told the truth about your parents.
there's something you need to know.
i can't keep a secret from you.
were you lying to me this whole time?
what have you been keeping from me?
you're not actually from there.
there's something else i need to tell you, something you're not gonna like.
promise me you won't hate me when i tell you.
i can't believe you've kept this from me.
i think i deserve the truth.
if you can't tell me everything, at least give me a hint.
so that's what you've been keeping from me this whole time?
who told you to lie to me?
when were you planning on telling me the truth?
i think i can trust you with this.
I think like. All through high school dustin is kinda constantly afraid of ppl thinking he’s gay/figuring out he’s bi (really before he even does, because he doesn’t go by bi until after he graduates) and that is made worse by the constant gay jokes his friends made, and the fact that he always felt like an outsider (and eventually became one). but yeah those from high school who do find out are kinda surprised. or some of them are at least