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KNOWING YOUR PARTNER CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. REPOST. DON’T REBLOG.

– BASICS.

•  NAME: alex •  PRONOUNS: they/them usually but whatvs •  SEXUALITY: um....... i like the spine.... n thats about it •  TAKEN OR SINGLE: married 2 the spine he just doesnt kno

– THREE FACTS.

1.i am a language enthusiast  2. i dip my toast in my cereal which apparently isnt a thing 3. im league of legends 

– EXPERIENCE.

•   HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?): roughly ten years •   PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: facebook n tumblr •   BEST EXPERIENCE: my johanna mason from thg back in 2010. thg fandom lit

– MUSE PREFERENCES.

•   FEMALE OR MALE: male 98% of the time. what do girls..... do? •   FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: angst •   PLOTS OR MEMES: BOTH •   LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: long all the way •   BEST TIME TO WRITE: 2-6am •   ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): no sir

TAGGED BY: @foundcamera

TAGGING:  whoever wanna do it bc !!

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staticdrowned:

       Her frustration is not surprising. He can tell by her tone that she feels lost and afraid. She has every reason to. That’s how he feels too. The difference is that he has too much to do. He has to keep pushing forward. Perhaps she would see the light. She would understand his message. Perhaps she could help. They were greatly outmatched. Alex may not have their numbers, but his single ally was a creature so much like a god that he wouldn’t hesitate to label it as such. 

  He remembers feeling as she does. He remembers the weeks of being confined and enduring pain. The blackouts, the silence that changed to static. The whispers he tried to ignore. She is going through the stages of grief at this moment. She is passing through denial. 

  “Once it has you, you can’t rely on memory.” He always films himself. He films everything. Even with the help of his ally and the medication, he can’t trust himself completely. Film everything. Any gaps in footage or footage he can’t remember… He makes a note of it. He is getting better at fighting. 

   “Alex is a pawn of HIM. He just doesn’t realize it. He’s the one that gave us to IT. He believes he has to kill us to fix it.” To stop the spread of the sickness. It is bigger than any of them. Alex refuses to see that, but he does. 

  She’s asking questions again. He’s not one for direct answers. He speaks in puzzles and riddles. As if only a select few should be able to understand. He isn’t sure who can hear them. He must trust his eyes and ears. He must trust that they are alone. 

  “I’m infected, like you.” He stated. “The memory loss, it can get worse. It can get like me. HE gets inside your head and changes you.” He and Tim were fighting this. They had to. 

  Why did he save her? For one, because she may prove useful. Alex failing was always something he enjoyed. But the deeper reason lies within Brian Thomas. He doesn’t want another person to die. Not if it’s unnecessary. 

  “I want you to help me.” 

   she’d never asked for any of this. jessica had previously existed    with limited knowledge of the horror of the world. everything had    been so mundane. even without the faceless man to plague her    as he was -- just looking at the hooded man was enough to be    borderline supernatural. & the fear that tore through her was    threatening to break her at the very seams.    for once, she stays quiet. eyes meandering until she can bring    herself to stare him down. she listens for his voice to falter    at confrontation ; but he must have unbeknownst strength.   no headache before could compare to the one that settled in   her head. INFECTION ? jessica didn’t want to die, but the    peace of it ... that was the only hope in miles. jay was a light   that had been squandered at the offering of information. death,   though, didn’t lie -- & that was also comforting. maybe she did   want to die.   ❝ the faceless man has never touched me. just ... lurks. ❞   ❝ i don’t think i can be any help to you. beyond what you’ve said -- ❞   ❝ i know NOTHING. ❞   she shoves him back at the truth of it all. not only was she in DANGER,   there was NOTHING she could do. using the wall with shaking hands,   jessica tries to hoist herself to her feet.    ❝ there’s no way for me to even know you’re ... you’re REAL. ❞   ❝ or ANY of this -- or me ... am i real ? ❞   eyes squint. expecting some sort of clemency from someone   she’d pushed. it was too much effort, she feels so drained --   almost dizzy, listening to the blood rush in her ears.   ❝ oh god ... i’m already dead, aren’t i ? ❞  

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excuse my absence, & it’s further ! i’ll be on saturday hopefully to do things !

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“ I can’t promise anything. ”

   what had she expected ? a pinky promise ? despite knowing   the general outcome, jessica can’t help but to feel the sunken   disappointment in the pit of her stomach. of course he couldn’t.   this world no longer offered GUARANTEES.      ❝ no, you can’t, can you -- ❞   the disdain in her voice is nearly accidental. there were too many   variables to control & account for. too many pending options.   he was right in not installing into her false ideals ; yet she wanted   to be indulged. naivety was dangerous but it gave HOPE.     ❝ but that doesn’t matter. ❞     ❝ i trust you, ❞   something rare : bigger than a promise. she’s not sure if she   believes her words, but it negates his previous words.       ❝ i don’t need a promise -- i need you to live up to that. ❞     ❝ to the trust ----                    DON’T make me regret it. ❞   if he wanted to wedge a distance between their alliance ( ? )   he would have to try HARDER than that -- & if he were only   being honest ? it should be clear now jessica has no way of   coping with painful truths besides expunging them.

MORE ANGST ! / accepting.

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" I need help. "

   jessica tries to keep her gaze COLD -- she knows    better than to involve herself with men she’s hardly   been acquainted with. the tone of his voice peels    beneath her skin, however, making a stone stature   a hard feat to accomplish.     ❝ PROFESSIONAL help, ❞ a correction, almost softly.    ❝ real, honest help. i’m just some girl. there’s nothing i can do. ❞   except, a pause, as she tries to contemplate it. something   she’d sworn she’d never do. looking out, providing, or even   caring about someone else was DANGEROUS, but perhaps   losing her humanity was more of a threat than anything ...     ❝ unless ... you really think there IS something i can do. ❞

MORE ANGST ! / accepting.

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“ I’m so, so sorry. ”

   helping him was a necessary redeemer. she was no   tim on situations with faceless men, loss of time, &   changing personality -- but she did have the medication.                         she did have the desire to do right by him.   but it seems she finds herself cursed by the means of    people. the more time she spent with evan, the louder the   ( previously dull ) hum got in her head. headaches were    more potent, sleep no longer an option, & the day she saw   the MAN again ? that was enough of a sign --    she had been aptly warned.     ❝ you KNEW ! how this spread, didn’t you ? ❞   out loud accusation of claiming this to be on purpose    burned her tongue like a poison.      ❝ how could you do this ? HOW COULD YOU ? ❞   maybe her ANGER was her own personality distort.     ❝ you are so, so selfish. i ... i was getting BETTER ! ❞

MORE ANGST ! / accepting.

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Some angsty sentence starters.

“ It wasn’t your fault. ” “ You’re not leaving, are you? ” “ Don’t leave. ” “ Don’t do this to yourself. ” “ I can’t just sit by and do nothing when you’re suffering so much. ” “ Just talk to me. Please. ” “ You need help.” “ Let me help you. ” “ Stop pushing everyone away. ” “ You haven’t been yourself lately. ” “ I’m not going anywhere. ” “ You’re hurting me. ” “ Please, just let me go. ” “ I can’t do this anymore. ” “ I need help. ” “ There’s nothing you can do. ” “ I just need some time to myself. ” “ Leave me alone. ” “ I’m so, so sorry. ” “ It’s better this way. ” “ I don’t want to lose you, too. ” “ I can’t promise anything. ” “ Don’t make this harder than it already is. ”

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ehhhh jessica h1 please??

Anonymous said to emetophoria: Please, Jessica in H1?

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Send me ‘👈👈’ and I will put my playlist on shuffle and make a collage graphic for your muse based on the song. For Jessica Locke at @ttcmporary 

                                   When I’m Small by Phantogram

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anonymous requested: a jessica gifset

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  He can hear something moving. He has no idea who or what it is. This place isn’t familiar except in his dreamlike memories. Even then, nothing had really happened here. So why had HABIT released him? Evan isn’t armed. It’s surprising, but HABIT hardly even needed weapons to kill, did he? In one way, Evan doesn’t even care if this girl kills him. He’s just tired. 

  The girl hardly even looks dangerous, even with the knife. Honestly, Evan feels sorry for her. He really should warn her or something. He doesn’t remember speaking to her or hurting her, but he can’t be certain. 

  “Hey, no… I just woke up here.” Nice explanation. Is she gonna believe that? “I don’t really know how I got here… I know it sounds like bullshit, but it’s true.” 

   if jessica had been ANYBODY else, he most likely    would have had the cops called on him. but she     knew a thing or two about waking up somewhere    random, with no memory -- & nobody to believe you.    ❝ do you ... feel alright ? ❞     her concern comes from a curse of empathy -- though    it doesn’t over power her underlying fear, knife still clutched    in a white - knuckled hand.     ❝ did you just drink too much ? ❞    she HOPES there’s a normal reason to this. even if that     would make him a STRANGER in her house, it was better    than the alternative. ( someone like HER in her house. )    ❝ i don’t want to hurt you. just a ... precaution. ❞

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31, 32, 38

31. describe a scenario in which your character feels most comfortable.

having come accustom to the overwhelming sense ofisolation she was exposed to, jessica feels most at easewhen she’s by herself. it would also be in a dead & deepwinter. she’s always preferred the cold. she would be somewhere up north, away from everything. in a spacious,open floored apartment, closest to the ground. there would be blue ( snowflake shaped ) christmas lightsstrung around the walls to provide for all the lighting.more importantly, she would be in oversized, probablymen’s pjs, curled up in a lone piece of furniture -- a lazyboy. maybe with some type of coffee, or a historical fiction novel. & she’d play christmas music off the stereo to make sure it could never be silent. even higher priority : any windows of the apartment wouldnot just be covered, but tinted so dark that seeing throughthem would be impossible. the door, at minimum, with fivetypes of locks. & a firearm nestled next to her medicationon a side table, always close to her.

32. describe a scenario in which your character feels most uncomfortable.

uncomfortable is synonymous with motel. any motel.even motels that have gated lawns & sparkly pools.knowing the walls are shared with other people, knowing that at any moment, she could disappear.the fear of motels swallows her whole, even passingby them. to be the most uncomfortable, she would bein one. for any reason -- necessity of stay, trying to overcome her fear. more specifically, a motel with dim lighting that casts a yellow glow against white - turned - dingy walls. where the sheets could never be comfortable, onlysuffocating. the windows would have thin, unpartablecurtains at their sides. the feeling of always beingwatched radiating through to replace rays of sun.guests around or not, she would feel trapped. isolated.the motel would consume her easily. her fear in tow. 

38. is your character more likely to remove a problem/threat, or remove themselves from a problem/threat?

in sight of a flight or fight response, if it’s an option,jessica will ALWAYS pick flight. she understands thateven with a weapon, there is a high chance she willbe out - skilled by a threat. though she prides herselfon intelligence & adaptive understanding, it’s rare thatin a situation so dire, she would have time to put this to use. running is her best method of escape if thescenario allows it. this is both literally & metaphorically. running away fromphysical danger, & trying to stray & avoid an issue at hand.to involve herself is seen as tying herself up in it, ensuringthe death of probable escape in the future.

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Am I supposed to be grateful to have survived this?

Brenna Twohy, from “I Know It’s a Little Late,” Forgive Me My Salt (via lifeinpoetry)

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Character Development Questions: Hard Mode

Does your character have siblings or family members in their age group? Which one are they closest with?

What is/was your character’s relationship with their mother like?

What is/was your character’s relationship with their father like?

Has your character ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them? If so, does anyone else know?

On an average day, what can be found in your character’s pockets?

Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams?

Does your character have recurring themes in their nightmares?

Has your character ever fired a gun? If so, what was their first target?

Is your character’s current socioeconomic status different than it was when they were growing up?

Does your character feel more comfortable with more clothing, or with less clothing?

In what situation was your character the most afraid they’ve ever been?

In what situation was your character the most calm they’ve ever been?

Is your character bothered by the sight of blood? If so, in what way?

Does your character remember names or faces easier?

Is your character preoccupied with money or material possession? Why or why not?

Which does your character idealize most: happiness or success?

What was your character’s favorite toy as a child?

Is your character more likely to admire wisdom, or ambition in others?

What is your character’s biggest relationship flaw? Has this flaw destroyed relationships for them before?

In what ways does your character compare themselves to others? Do they do this for the sake of self-validation, or self-criticism?

If something tragic or negative happens to your character, do they believe they may have caused or deserved it, or are they quick to blame others?

What does your character like in other people?

What does your character dislike in other people?

How quick is your character to trust someone else?

How quick is your character to suspect someone else? Does this change if they are close with that person?

How does your character behave around children?

How does your character normally deal with confrontation?

How quick or slow is your character to resort to physical violence in a confrontation?

What did your character dream of being or doing as a child? Did that dream come true?

What does your character find repulsive or disgusting?

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most comfortable.

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most uncomfortable.

In the face of criticism, is your character defensive, self-deprecating, or willing to improve?

Is your character more likely to keep trying a solution/method that didn’t work the first time, or immediately move on to a different solution/method?

How does your character behave around people they like?

How does your character behave around people they dislike?

Is your character more concerned with defending their honor, or protecting their status?

Is your character more likely to remove a problem/threat, or remove themselves from a problem/threat?

Has your character ever been bitten by an animal? How were they affected (or unaffected)?

How does your character treat people in service jobs?

Does your character feel that they deserve to have what they want, whether it be material or abstract, or do they feel they must earn it first?

Has your character ever had a parental figure who was not related to them?

Has your character ever had a dependent figure who was not related to them?

How easy or difficult is it for your character to say “I love you?” Can they say it without meaning it?

What does your character believe will happen to them after they die? Does this belief scare them?