You cannot remove my scars or rewrite the past that haunts me. Just hold me tight and tell me everything is going to be okay.
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You cannot remove my scars or rewrite the past that haunts me. Just hold me tight and tell me everything is going to be okay.
Michael Faudet (via quotemadness)
She’s the wanderlust girl, always running from one place to another, partly because she loves seeing the world, but mostly because no one has ever given her a reason to stay.
Excerpt from a book I’ll never write, 55 “Wandering” (via secretlywanderlust)
She fades into radiance.
Anna Kamienska, tr. by Grazyna Drabik, from “She Gets Up,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
steel magnolias (1989) sentence starters
feel free to change pronouns or whatever you want!
❝ her whole life has been an experiment in terror. ❞ ❝ she hasn’t had time to have a ‘past’. ❞ ❝ ____ is my signature color. ❞ ❝ don’t try to get on my good side; i no longer have one. ❞ ❝ i know for a fact there will be no more gunshots. ❞ ❝ i’m not sure if i’m married or not. ❞ ❝ we are all hateful, awful people. ❞ ❝ would you call this color grape or aubergine? ❞ ❝ you’re ready to spit nails because you can’t call the shots. ❞ ❝ well, as somebody always said, 'if you can’t say anything nice, come sit by me’. ❞ ❝ i’ve opened the can of worms for you. ❞ ❝ you’ve hardly changed at all. ❞ ❝ i’m not as sweet as i used to be. ❞ ❝ i’m not sure i can be gracious under pressure. ❞ ❝ nothing pleases ____ more than proving me wrong. ❞ ❝ i feel the need to make things as simple as possible. ❞ ❝ that was his idea of breaking the news gently? ❞ ❝ they have considered themselves a model family for so long. ❞ ❝ they’d been smoking everything but their shoes. ❞ ❝ i have a strict policy that nobody cries alone in my presence. ❞ ❝ why are you in such a good mood? did you run over a small child or something? ❞ ❝ you’d give your dog a kidney if he needed one. ❞ ❝ i have always wanted to give a wedding shower with a monster motif. ❞ ❝ you have the handwriting of a serial killer. ❞ ❝ i taught him to say “trick or treat or something kind of like it. ❞ ❝ i’ll write a check. i support art. i just don’t have to see it. ❞ ❝ i don’t see plays because i can nap at home for free. ❞ ❝ i don’t see movies because they’re trash and they got nothing but naked people in them. ❞ ❝ i don’t read books 'cause the good ones are made into miniseries. ❞ ❝ i am pleasant! ❞ ❝ i’m fine. i’m fine. i’m fine! ❞ ❝ hit me, then. i deserve it. ❞ ❝ you are evil and you must be destroyed. ❞ ❝ laughing through tears is my favorite emotion. ❞ ❝ maybe i should have an emotional outburst more often. ❞ ❝ yes, i do pray. ❞ ❝ that’s how it should be. life goes on. ❞
* hey i’m about to head to work but you guys should tag me in stuff / leave an ask for me ? <3
* headcanon.
some juniper facts.
while she may have the attributes of a “monster,” she’s still technically a ghost. sure, she’s tangible / but only when she wants to be. sure, she can be seen by those around her / but she can disappear if she really wanted to.
she collects small things. things that she can fit into her pockets. if you were to empty out her pockets, you would find vintage lighters, coins / currency and stamps from around the world.
she’s always imagining that one day, she’ll wake up and be human again, as if she didn’t spend +400 years roaming the earth and watching it grow. some times, she thinks she’s in a coma and her family has been trying to wake her up.
she isn’t afraid of death / but she is fears for the death of those around her, even though she’d never show her fear. nothing can shake her walls / but the death of others has been something she has relived again and again and has yet to completely become numb to it.
juniper is patient and believes in karma. she believes that eventually, there will be repercussions for the things we do wrong / whether these repercussions are big or small is up in the air.
she has a big heart. when she cares, she cares passionately and loves unconditionally. it takes a LOT ( and i mean a LOT ) to get on her bad side and when someone has somehow achieved this, juniper has the possibility to be a different person entirely.
juniper is mildly discouraged because if she did happen to be human at one point, then all of her loved ones have probably long since passed / given juniper is over four hundred years old. but that is why she relies on making new friends to keep her going.
Still, I refuse to regret you. I hope the stars are glowing wherever you are.
Jessica Therese, from ‘A Different Kind of Heartbreak’ (via soracities)
*. sparemercy.
ACT: BEHOLD
The human perks eagerly at her cheerful inquiry. Moments captured in time are precious and believing that she’s made some truly special memories Frisk’s muted lips form a blissful grin and they nod up at her.
“Please,” a small hand asks hopefully.
skeletons / by nature / bore (in)sincere grins / but if she could wholeheartedly smile / she would. instead / animated is she / shoulders that hunch slightly in all eagerness. she’s quick to offer the photos for them to take and glance over — some of the village itself / some of her posing with the townsfolk / even one of a dinner table, hearty with food and the family who had invited her to stay.
Let’s play, KHS kiss, hug, slap.
A sfw version of FMK….
Send my muse three names and they will tell you who they’d Kiss, hug or slap.
©magnoliamemes
nowadays / she the odd one out. you couldn’t even try to predict where she’d pop up next / she was a nimble navigator of the underground. occasionally / she makes her rounds / stopping by snowdin / and attracting a fair amount of attention as she did. she mostly came to stop by grillby’s / or have a good read at the library / but nothing else really drew in her attention.
so you may find this friendly face / taking time for herself to relax at grillby’s / seated quietly at one of the booths. one who looked closely could tell that she was spacing out / albeit slightly / as she wandered her mind / like she so often did / in some vain hope that she’ll find a memory / and hold onto it. / @onehpwonder liked.
juniper decidedly spent most of her time in the outskirts of snowdin / just to keep herself out of people’s hair. on the occasion she’s spotted by someone / she spots someone / depending on their curiosity / she would strike up a small conversation. but most of time / people just pass through / as she preoccupies herself in the snow.
she’s on the verge of finishing yet another snowman / an art of which she’s nearly perfected over time. once she spots someone in her peripheral view / she takes a moment to pause packing some snow together / and quirks her head. she searches for a mutual interest / before saying a single word. / @fauxgrins liked.
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nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | binge drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming / singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears (for others) | chewing lips | crossing arms over chest | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back of their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders
* headcanon.
juniper has had a LOT of time on her hands. she’s basically done everything she’s ever wanted to do / seen what she wanted to see. she’s studied different languages ( though nowadays, she’s only able to understand them / not speak them. ) english actually wasn’t her first language / she strictly spoke japanese for the first decade she was dead. but over the centuries, her english vocabulary has been vastly expanded / she passes for a fluent english speaker present day. she even likes to write poetry in her spare time / though she’s constantly doubting her abilities and crumpling up the papers after a few stanzas.
me just doodling a concept piece on what juniper may have looked like when she was alive ? of course she probably wasn’t wearing the rain coat + boots during the era she was alive but ? i didn’t know what else to draw her in. sue me.
‘ you owe no one your forgiveness. ’
❛ and yet / i will continue to forgive. ❜ kindness has bleached these weary bones / there is strength in being forgiving / because in forgiveness / the will to move on. ❛ think as you will / this world may owe me so much more / than it could ever hope to give. but being here is payment enough. i will continue to forgive / and to love and / to cherish until i may no longer be allowed to exist. even then / my ashes will speckle the night sky / and i will be remembered in the stars. as we all will / one day. ❜
* headcanon.
juniper is afraid of actually going insane ( to be frank, she’s showing early signs of dementia. ) + she doesn’t cope with it well. usually when there’s nothing to do, she isolates herself or preoccupies herself with something to do by herself. usually, the more she tries to remember, the more she tends to forget / so she doesn’t really think too hard on things.
in her main verse, the only long term things she tends to remember is her birthday + her name / though some times, she doesn’t believe her name is really hers / the same goes for her birthday. in her undertale verse, the only long term things she tends to remember are the resets, her name + her birthday / even then, things tend to get foggy from time to time. some times things will spark her memory, but only for a short while.
sentence prompts ➝ poetry starters
‘ life— the thing that happens to us. ’
‘ you owe no one your forgiveness. ’
‘ how’s that for a happily ever after? ’
‘ silence has always been my loudest scream. ’
‘ when I die, do not waste a minute mouring me. ’
‘ “no” is short for “fuck off.” ’
‘ you shine brighter than all the starlight there has ever been or ever will be. ’
‘ i bet you regret making an enemy out of me. ’
‘ we cannot control what we remember ’
‘ i don’t even believe in people. ’
‘ it takes courage to grow up and become who you really are ’
‘ i am a world of uncertainties disguised as a girl. ’
‘ whatever it is that stirs your soul, listen to that. everything else is just noise. ’
‘ i like the disaster of the night sky, stars spilling this way and that as if they were upturned from a glass. ’
‘ resist much, obey little. ’
‘ be patient and tough; one day this pain will be useful to you. ’
‘ i am a dreamer with empty hands and I like the chill. ’
‘ i deserved someone who was willing to stay ’
‘ you’re everywhere except right here and it hurts ’
‘ time doesn’t obey our commands ’
‘ girls like her were born in a storm. ’
‘ only the brave and the broken are kind in this world. ’
‘ people aren’t born sad; we make them that way. ’
‘ some people are born with tornados in their lives ’
‘ there is nothing scarier in their minds than a girl who knows the power of her flames. ’
‘ tell them to be proud of every bit of themselves— ’
‘ some are made of witchcraft and wolf and a little bit of vice. ’
‘ these scars have never diminished your worth, they are the stories that make you whole. ’
‘ and you say you are broken, but broken mirrors like you create the most beautiful patterns of light. ’
‘ but what could you possibly see in her? ’
‘ everything, I see everything in her, because the stardust that makes her is the same stardust that makes me. ’
‘ did you really think she was a tender flower you could trample upon, and damage her very soul? ’
‘ you clutter my mind ’
‘ i close my eyes and see infinite galaxies ’
‘ i long for a life i have control of ’
‘ and all i have now are memories that feel like dreams ’
‘ don’t be afraid of getting hurt ’
‘ you have to fight to be alright ’