galaxicide

[galaxicide]

in another universe I’m easier to love

[galaxicide]

Franz Kafka, the metamorphosis / Jane Austen

[galaxicide]

anyone wanna do a modern romeo/juliet plot?? where their parents are the heads of rival companies or are huge celebrities who have been in a known feud for years and they meet and try to sneak around in secret but there’s paparazzi and tabloids and all that someone please do this with me

[galaxicide]

[galaxicide]

you made a fool of death... pt. 2.

dialogue prompts from you made a fool of death with your beauty by akwaeke emezi.

i didn't mean to trade war stories. i'm sorry.

i'm sorry for the hurt that lives in your heart.

i wish i could tell you it gets easier.

did you ever love again?

there's no such thing as an inappropriate question.

you don't mind being watched?

you always seem so alone.

i've never hidden who i am from you.

i'd like to think that we're becoming friends.

there are so many different types of love. different types of ways to stay committed.

this is the most bisexual conversation i've had in a long time.

you're being secretive, even for you.

we're friends first, right?

i didn't realize you were sappy like that.

of course you're on time when food's involved.

you look like a troublemaker.

it would be ridiculous to be jealous of a ghost.

there are moments that break timelines.

i have to lock up. for real, this time.

you look like you're about to assassinate someone.

something inside me just never stopped screaming.

when did hell freeze over? did i miss the memo?

you think i'd let someone else cook a dinner in my house?

i want to be someone i can recognize.

grief can feel like a lifetime of venom, spikes piercing through us.

what i really want to do is curl up in bed and cry.

no, i'm not awake. i'm sleep-talking.

i don't think i've ever seen you actually drunk.

you're lucky to have me, voice of reason and perspective.

if i keep moving, i won't have time to think.

there are some things that need to stay and die in last night.

you can put me down now.

when you held me, i thought i was going to break.

can't we just skip the talking part?

was it just a kiss for you?

i only ask one thing: don't lie to me.

i will hold anything you tell me with care. just please let it be the truth.

i don't know how to say what i want. it's like i've got all these voices yelling at me about how mad and fucked up it all is.

i'm terrified i'll say something and you'll look at me like i'm out of my mind.

i like being alone next to you. like our alones might walk side by side.

you are so generous with your heart.

you were like light. i couldn't help but turn my face to you, if i wanted to keep living.

i've spent a significant amount of time trying to change my feelings into something else, but i can't.

i am so tired of denying myself.

it's ridiculous how much i love watching you smile.

i can feel you staring, you know.

you okay? where did you go?

tell me what you're feeling. i'll take whatever it is, over you pushing me away.

i don't want to go back there. it feels like a place that could eat me alive if i did, even just by talking about it.

you have me for as long as you want, however much or as little as you want. i'm not going anywhere.

i have a hard time processing platonic affection.

you're messing with me. you've gotta be messing with me.

you know you can always just come home, right?

i guess 'messy and alive' is a good way to put it.

would you like to go on a walk? i have something to show you.

i've never done anything to hurt you, have i?

don't even say my name. keep it out of your mouth.

i want you to be okay, more than anything. tell me what you need.

i'm here. why are you trying to make me go away?

what will you do when you get tired of me?

i can still feel the shape of the hole left in my heart.

you're always so angry when you're in pain.

i'm here to take whatever spikes you throw at me, always. forever.

i appreciate your concern, but let me take care of myself. okay?

do what you gotta do to be happy.

this shit you want to know, it doesn't belong to you. it's not your business.

i love how you lean into grief and somehow use it to become even more alive.

i'm happy just to be with you, however you'll have me.

thank you for coming into my home.

[galaxicide]

something something Ben may never be fully at peace with himself... I just think the damage was done too young, ya know?

[galaxicide]

I Worried, Mary Oliver

[galaxicide]

my anger is not beautiful. it is cold and biting, bitter, all teeth. a wounded dog. i am desperate. thats enough to make me something close to deadly

[galaxicide]

Blood blood blood blood

Who doesn't like a bit of blood!? Let's get those muses bleeding!

For the worried

"Don't worry about it, this happens sometimes."

"It's just a nosebleed."

"Some asshole punched me!"

"What? No, I'm fine, I ..."

"Oh, shit, I'm bleeding."

"Where did that come from?"

"Don't worry. Don't - don't worry..."

"I feel woozy."

"Oh, god, that's ... why am I bleeding..?"

"No, no! It's not my blood!"

"I uh. I tripped."

"It's just a bit of blood, christ, calm down."

"Ow. Um. Ow."

"I can't feel it. I should be able to .. feel it... right?"

"It's just a little cut, it's not... oh. I guess that's deeper than I thought."

For the bloodied

"Hey, you're bleeding."

"Are you okay? That's a lot of blood."

"Oh, god, are you hurt? Are you hurt?!"

"Oh no."

"You're not meant to look like that."

"What do you mean it isn't yours!?"

"I'll get you some tissues."

"Take a deep breath, okay, I'm going to help."

"Sit down, sit down."

"I'm calling an ambulance."

"You're hurt!"

"Stop trying to be brave for one minute."

"I'm getting some bandages."

"Did you punch them back?"

"You'll be okay."

[galaxicide]

STAR WARS PLANETS     ↳ Alderaan

From space, the planet of Alderaan, located in the star system of the same name, appeared as a blue-green orb enveloped in a white web of clouds. Its surface had vast bodies of water and was covered in snow-capped mountains, with patches of green grassy hills. Alderaan was known to the galaxy as “the planet of beauty.” It hosted a population of humans, known as Alderaanians, who were known for their philosophy of pacifism. Even in time of galactic conflicts, the Alderaanians shunned weapons. They were not, however, bereft of spirit, as many of them chose to join the rebellion against the Galactic Empire. On Alderaan, its people were encouraged to learn and grow. All education was free, and people would volunteer to teach various skills or crafts just for fun. Notable denizens: Queen Breha, Senator Bail, and General and Princess Leia Organa.

[galaxicide]

Gabrielle Bates, from "Eastern Washington Diptych", Judas Goat

[galaxicide]

[galaxicide]

Maybe if I could provide more amusement or enjoyment for myself, it would be easier to provide for others...

THE BEAR (2.03)

[galaxicide]

Maker, she was funny. The way she actually bought that she had any control in this situation. Ben could've thrown her scrawny ass into the sand long ago with a flick of the wrist, but that would be bad; that would reveal the Alderaanian throne secret, and even though he wanted his freedom from it. He wasn't prepared to plunge an entire dynasty into the abyss for selfish reasons.

"What if I don't? Then you're pretty kriffed, shorty. Both my parents are scarily good with firearms." He made little effort to move, instead fixing her with an amused smirk. "They're probably tearing the galaxy apart right now looking for me." That was likely true, which tugged at his heart, though he didn't let it show on his face. He missed them for what it was worth, even when they nagged him left and right about prince this and prince that. Shame he'd never live up to their expectations.

@galaxicide said ; "i slept badly a little after dawn ." 4 stinky

the look she levels him is impressively unimpressed. "sorry the lodgings aren't up to your standards, your highness," rey snarks as she shoves varying bits and bobs from the shelves made of other bits and bobs, tucked away in the shell of the at-at called home. it's not like she slept much at all, either ; she'd stayed up to make sure her ( hostage??? ransom??? ) royal guest neither wandered off while she was asleep or got stolen by someone else. "you'll live. come on, there's no signal out here. we'll need to get closer to an outpost to be able to send a message back to your family."

[galaxicide]

M. MAYFIELD EDIT 004 / ??? okay for partners to reblog .

[galaxicide]

me following dune blogs. gimme. gimme. gimme.

[galaxicide]

@techniiciian

t shirt that says “i used to be worse”