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wounded taken from the 2005 percival everett book.

i was thinking that i’d be a little lost without you here.

you were having a bad dream.

i never thought i’d need anyone again, but i need you. is that okay?

find something warm, though. you’re going to need it.

this is going to sting a little.

am i dead or do i just feel like it?

if it scares you, it scares you. that’s pretty simple.

i’m going to bed. you go to bed, too.

the problem is that guns are easy. any idiot can use one and any idiot can feel tough with one.

it’s five thirty in the morning.

killing isn’t hard. it only takes a second. it’s what comes after that’s hard.

sorry for running out like a stupid child and causing everybody to worry.

take another breath. let it all out.

you forgot to eat lunch again.

that’s it, we’re going to the hospital.

the people you expected to do the bad thing did the bad thing.

sorry i made you come out there and have to save me.

scary stuff.

you were in bad shape.

it’s a tough time, these holidays.

when you call me son, i almost believe it.

this is all so unreal.

that’s going to eat at me for the rest of the day.

you’re in a world of trouble and that’s what you need to be worried about.

to tell the truth, i’m scared.

my fingers hurt.

don’t worry about that now. let’s just get home.

i’ve got bad news.

it’s okay to love something bigger than yourself without fearing it. anything worth loving is bigger than we are anyway.

you’ll slow me down and i’ll be worrying about you.

people live, people die. people split up, people stay together and make each other miserable.

have at it, buckaroo.

put your butt in a chair.

i trust him about as much as i trust any white man with a gun.

makes as much sense as anything.

go grab yourself some lunch.

a little dizzy, queasy all of a sudden.

in other words, get it your damn self.

not bad? whatever happened to “great” or “good”?

you don’t want to understand. you won’t try to understand.

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starters  /  prompts taken from hieu minh nguyen’s work ,  not here .  feel free to change pronouns  /  tenses as necessary .

  ❛  it seems important to mention all the things that went wrong  ❜

  ❛  don’t ask if i’m a ghost  ❜

  ❛  i fled and did not return  ❜

  ❛  i cannot love you  ,  if i love you  ,  i will die  ❜

  ❛  for years i chose death  ❜

  ❛  i belong to my mother’s fear  ❜

  ❛  what do you do with tenderness when all you expect is fury ?  ❜

  ❛  he looks like he will keep you safe  ❜

  ❛  any love i find will be treason  ❜

  ❛  why did you bring me here ?  ❜

  ❛  i count the hornets that escape their mouths  ❜

  ❛  i only ask for your laughter  ❜

  ❛  look at me in the old way in this new light  ❜

  ❛  sometimes i wake up and my body does not follow  ❜

  ❛  it wasn’t the same without you  ❜

  ❛  i’m still trying to figure out what it means to stay  ❜

  ❛  it’s all very predictable  ❜

  ❛  how can i love something that isn’t ruined ?  ❜

  ❛  like all agony  ,  there are pleasant moments  ❜

  ❛  i want to be better at lying  ❜

  ❛  i’m afraid if i say it out loud i will cast a curse  ❜

  ❛  some men don’t know they’re hungry until they eat  ❜

  ❛  some spells take years to cast  ❜

  ❛  there are rules you have to follow if you want to survive  ❜

  ❛  i know you’re not supposed to smile back  ❜

  ❛  madness  ,  too  ,  can be cumulative  ❜

  ❛  trying to forget is not the same as leaving  ❜

  ❛  i really should get a sense of humor  ❜

  ❛  i understand no one  ❜

  ❛  i cannot stop him from disappearing  ❜

  ❛  her body was a dress i hung for motivation  ❜

  ❛  you were once and perhaps continue to be the myth you tell to scare yourself  ❜

  ❛  there are countless ways to justify company  ❜

  ❛  you are predictable in your longing  ❜

  ❛  i don’t want to explain a thing  ❜

  ❛  i knew if i just asked him to leave he would have  ❜

  ❛  there are countless ways to open a carcass  ❜

  ❛  all i’ve ever wanted to be was useful  ❜

  ❛  there’s still time to be saved  ❜

  ❛  shut up  ;  i know the story  ,  or at least the lesson  ❜

  ❛  you wont find it  ;  you won’t find whatever you’re looking for  ❜

  ❛  i could get away with being clumsy with knives  ❜

  ❛  i want to study the mechanics of leaving  ❜

  ❛  any adjective can be true if you cry hard enough  ❜

  ❛  i see little futures in the distance but none belong  ❜

  ❛  i am beginning to forget what i expect from the world i always knew  ❜

  ❛  you can’t think of regret as a town you move too when grief snores too loud  ❜

  ❛  in death we belong to everyone  ❜

  ❛  i want to return to my old body  ❜

  ❛  i think the life i want is the life i have  ,  but how can i be sure ?  ❜

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General Hux in Star Wars app game Galaxy of Heroes.

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General Hux / aesthetic

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Steps echo across the deck of a star ship in repetition pace-like fashion. Hux is impatient, perturbed, and in no mood to see anyone in particular. In fact, if he had his way he would see no one at all. But he’s the General and it was his duty to oversee every solitary thing. So here he was, out in the hallway were none dared to go, pacing. That was until someone walked right up to him and tore him out of the monotony. Before he raised his head to address whom...

            “What the HELL do you want!?”

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okay today I was in a mood for a kylux doodle

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Correction: I never did anything with this blog and it has been up for since day one...

I absolutely must change this! 

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angry & smol

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I liiiive! Gods I didn’t do much here, however I hope to change that.

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non verbal starters | ask meme suggestions for when you want to say a lot, while saying very little. interpret these however you choose.

[ tongue clicks ] 

[ slams head against a wall ] 

[ sobbing ] 

[ screaming ] 

[ lunges forward ]

[ kisses cheek ] 

[ chews food ] 

[ twitches ]

[ jumps ]

[ falls forward ]

[ rolls eyes ]

[ scoffs ] 

[ whines ] 

[ hisses ] 

[ shrieks ] 

[ giggles ] 

[ coughs ] 

[ sneezes ]

[ wheezes ]

[ choking ]

[ growling ]

[ snarling ]

[ gargles ]

[ screeches ]

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with pity in his eyes

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general hux -  star wars. “ careful, the chain for a rabid cur is not a hindrance. “

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@burrinc

     The more he stalker the streets, the more it felt as though the troops here had become complacent. There was a rooted Resistance presence and nothing was being done about it! What was worse, it didn’t seem like anyone knew where their primary base of operations was. How pathetic is was seeing the lack of countermeasures and attack plans; it was almost insulting. Well, as the old saying goes, if you want something done right, you do it yourself.

     Having departed from the more denser First Order side of the city, General Hux’s attire was steadily losing its intended visage. By Imperial standards, the white button up shirt, black slacks, and over coat wouldn’t have him stand out among a crowd. Here, where the clothing branched into various colours and held no uniformity, he was beginning to look overdressed. If the Resistance was in this sector, they would have gotten word of his intrusion by now...

         A suspicious looking Imperial person snooping around wouldn’t go unnoticed.

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i shit this out like a month ago and totally forgot about it