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hurt meme.

“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”

“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”

“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”

“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”

“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”

“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”

“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”

“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”

“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”

“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”

“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”

“i fucked up, why do you not care?”

“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”

“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”

“i have no idea how to do cpr.”

“whose blood is that?”

“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”

“don’t you dare fucking let go!” 

“what the hell happened to you?” 

“are they dead? did you kill them?” 

“do you know what you’ve done?” 

“you’re either with me or against me.” 

“who the hell did this to you?” 

“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…” 

“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?” 

“when was the last time you ate?” 

“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!” 

 “i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.” 

“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“ 

“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.” 

“are you… throwing up in there?” 

“why aren’t you eating?” 

“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.” 

“i can’t breathe, i can’t –” 

“i woke up, & you were gone.” 

“just tell me something, was it really worth it?” 

“it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.”

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trying to get out of this writing funk so like this for a starter!

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@blttercxffee ♡‘d this. 

“Lieutenant Bitters--” Felicity’s voice was hesitant, hands fidgeting with the rifle in her hands. “--Do you know where Washington is? Jensen crashed another vehicle....” 

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@thestupidmeanone ♡‘d this. 

Felicity wasn’t one to lose her temper so easily. But there was something about the soldiers assigned at outpost alpha that irked Private Gates to no end It was usually Tucker. She wasn’t even sure why she was sent to blue base, but she assumed it was all a part of Sarge’s ridiculous plan. 

And so she stood there, boots planted on the grass with arms crossed. There was an annoyed huff of breath when one of soldiers exited the building to talk to her ( She may or may not have been shouting for one of them to come out ). At least it wasn’t the aquamarine one.

 “I uh---I need to talk to you---”

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@hxppyplace ♡‘d this. 

“--So...You’re the doctor for the feds, right?” There wasn’t any other tone in her voice than pure curiosity. She was merely ( and genuinely ) attempting to make acquaintances. Might as well, if they were joining forces.

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trying to get out of this writing funk so like this for a starter!

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trying to get out of this writing funk so like this for a starter!

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'Don't be afraid' [ivoryfenrir]

Welcome, Eggs Benedict | accepting 

It was difficult for Fe to not be frightened by the towering figure in front of her. Hands shook slightly as she tried to listen to him, a voice soft clashing against the menacing white armor it emitted from. She opened her mouth to voice her inquiry, her throat straining a squeak.

 “Who are you?”

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❝ I could be wrong. ❞

Welcome, Eggs Benedict | Accepting

“Wrong...about what? Did I miss something you said---”

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FNAF Sister Location Starters

 Things said in game and out during RabidRetrospectGames’ play-through.

❝ Everything is okay. ❞ ❝ Let’s go back to sleep. ❞ ❝ You must be hearing things. ❞ ❝ No one is here. ❞ ❝ I think it was just a mouse.  ❞ ❝ We’re dead. We are dead. ❞ ❝ If I’m being quiet, I’m sorry. ❞ ❝ I don’t understand the mechanics of how this guy goes away. ❞ ❝ I know you’re over there somewhere. ❞ ❝ I got no idea what to do. ❞ ❝ He will not go away.  ❞ ❝ I could be wrong. ❞ ❝ Not looking at it might help us. ❞ ❝ Why in the Blue Christmas ham does that thing have robot hands? ❞ ❝ I see you over there in the dark. Come on out. ❞ ❝ Is someone there? ❞ ❝ I can hear someone creeping through my room. ❞ ❝ Am I crazy for talking to an animatronic robot? ❞ ❝ Lots of kids get hyper and run around. ❞ ❝ She’s so pretty and shiny. ❞ ❝ Will I ever see my family again? ❞ ❝ Due to your lackluster performance yesterday, your pay has been decreased by a substantial amount. ❞ ❝ It looks like everything is as it should be. ❞ ❝ I do worry about the vents. ❞ ❝ Did you know that I was on stage once? ❞ ❝ What a wonderful day. ❞ ❝ I can do something special. ❞ ❝ I only did it once. ❞ ❝ Only for a moment. ❞ ❝ Why did that happen? ❞ ❝ What do you want from me? ❞ ❝ Let’s stay here forever. ❞ ❝ Sounds like he’s being fondled by a cactus. ❞ ❝ What kind of clock is that? ❞ ❝ What are we doing exactly? ❞ ❝ My brain fried there for a second.  ❞ ❝ I will slap you in the face.  ❞ ❝ That’s not disturbing in the slightest.  ❞ ❝ A crowbar would solve the majority of the world’s problems. ❞ ❝ There goes my karate career. ❞ ❝ I’m clicking like a madman. ❞ ❝ I would quit after day one. ❞ ❝ I was almost fondled to death my a small child robot. ❞ ❝ Am I going the right way? ❞ ❝ I swear to all that is holy in this world. ❞ ❝ I think they noticed. ❞ ❝ Don’t be afraid. ❞ ❝ It sounds like someone else is in the building. ❞ ❝ This place gives me the creeps. ❞ ❝ There’s something very important that I’ve learned how to do over time. ❞ ❝ The only thing that matters is knowing how to pretend. ❞ ❝ All you have to do is wait. ❞ ❝ Well that’s horrifying. ❞ ❝ I see what you were trying to type. ❞ ❝ Was that a vampire joke? That was so lame. ❞ ❝ I also set the house on fire. ❞ ❝ I got up and hugged my cat, because I was so happy. ❞ ❝ Something bad always happens. ❞ ❝ There is something bad inside of me. ❞

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rpmemes-galore:

BOLD YOUR MUSE’S PREFERENCES!                            { food edition }

Cake  or  Ice cream?

Sweet  or  Spicy?

Potato Chips  or  French Fries?

Seasoned or Bland? 

Cookies  or  Brownies?

Salad  or  Pizza?

Turkey  or  Chicken?

Hamburger  or  Cheeseburger? 

Sour  or  Bitter? 

Homecooked  or  Takeout? 

Hot  or  Cold?

Beef  or  Pork?

Chocolate  or  White Chocolate?

Fruit  or  Vegetables? 

Soft  or  Hard Shell Tacos?

Tea  or  Coffee?

Stuffing  or  Mashed Potatoes?

Cake  or  Pie?

Fresh Ingredients  or  From The Can? 

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Honey. Sweetheart, Please stay away from him.

It wasn’t uncommon for her father to warn her away from people–he had a protective streak a mile long. There was something in her father’s voice this time though, like he knew the man that Felicity had spoken to for only a few moments. What he was capable of.

When she questions her father’s warning, it isn’t out of disrespect, but rather the need to know just what the stranger had done to make him so wary.

“Why, Dad?”

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tag dump; relations.

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hyperbolicitic:

   “Come on then. There’s one just down the road.”  He gestured with a quick jerk of his head, tucking his hands into his jacket pockets. The weight of the gun there, against his ribs, was a reassurance. Maybe she did deserve it. But he wasn’t about to kill someone without knowing they needed to die.    (God, this was fucked up. She didn’t look that old- and for all she knew, she’d bumped into a perfectly normal stranger with a very similar name.)

There was a sudden gut wrenching feeling, a stern yet matronly voice in the back of her mind. ‘What did I say about following strangers?’

She was grown, she knew better. She knew that not every stranger she meets on the block is dangerous. So she smiles, genuinely; shakes the instinctive feeling away. She walks beside Felix with an occasional glance up to the sky, but never long enough where she needed to be guided, as much as she tried.

And then there’s a soft clearing of her throat as her gaze finally rests from the sky back to the ground. It’s followed by a sheepish grin, an attempt to break the silence.

“So...I take it that you live around here too?”

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And now he was paranoid because that was too close to his sister’s name. In fact, it was his sister’s name. Was this scripted? Were they trying to get a rise out of him? (There goes being himself for the day.) “That’s funny-!” He’s hiding his paranoia as good-natured surprise. “My name happens to be Felix. What a coincidence… Do you prefer Starbucks or something local?”

It was too much of a coincidence.

 Felicity had to remind herself that there was an infinite amount of other people in this universe who shared the same name as her dad-- despite that ‘Felix’ wasn’t even her father’s real name. A code name to hide and protect identities including her own. Not that she’d tell her new acquaintance that information.

 “---Yeah, quite the coincidence. Well! Felix, I don’t mind what coffee shop. I guess it all depends on which one we find first. That shouldn’t be a problem in this part of the city.”