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detcha​  ,  detective cha.

𝙱𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙺𝙴𝚃   𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁   𝙷𝙸𝚂   𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳,   jae-hwan’s   mouth   is   open   as   he   snores   very   softly   into   his   pillow.   sleeping   heavily,   he   doesn’t   hear   the   vibration   of   the   phone   against   his   desk   at   first.   it   interrupts   his   dream,   jae-hwan   checking   his   pockets,   knowing   that   somewhere   it’s   ringing.   brows   knit,   and   one   eye   opens.   he   squints,   sitting   up   slightly.   blurry   vision   that   clears   to   settle   on   the   dim   light   coming   through   the   window.   a   yawn,   and   then   he   finally   leans   over   and   picks   up   the   phone,   checking   the   contact.   𝙱𝙴𝚁𝙺𝙼𝙰𝙽,   𝙱𝙰𝚁𝚁𝚈.   jae-hwan   slides   to   answer,   putting   it   up   to   his   ear.   his   voice   is   rough   from   sleep,   deep   and   sighing.   (   𝚒   𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚣𝚎   𝚏𝚘𝚛   𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐   𝚢𝚘𝚞   𝚊𝚝   𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜   𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛.   𝚊𝚜   𝚒𝚏   𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝   𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜,   𝚊𝚜   𝚒𝚏   𝚓𝚊𝚎-𝚑𝚠𝚊𝚗   𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝   𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔   𝚞𝚙   𝚏𝚘𝚛   𝚑𝚒𝚜   𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍.   )   eyes   are   heavy,   but   he   shakes   it   off.   ❛❛            barry?            ❜❜   swallowing,   trying   to   adjust   the   sound   of   his   voice,   jae-hwan   straightens   his   spine.   ❛❛            are   you   okay?            ❜❜   concern   etches   the   lines   of   his   face,   lips   pursed.   he   doesn’t   know   what’s   going   on,   doesn’t   know   if   barry   is   in   trouble   ——————   but   his   mind   immediately   goes   there.   𝙸𝚃   𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳   𝙱𝙴   𝙱𝙰𝙳.   jae-hwan   clears   his   throat.

❛❛            do   i   need   to   come   to   you?            ❜❜   his   tone   is   serious,   but   slightly   breathless   with   worry.   fully   awake   now,   jae-hwan   throws   his   blanket   and   sheets   off,   legs   rounding   off   of   the   bed   and   his   feet   planting   themselves   on   the   floor.   back   bent,   jae-hwan   waits   for   an   answer.   (   𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎   -   𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝   𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜   𝚊𝚛𝚎   𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛   𝚘𝚗𝚎   𝚘𝚏   𝚝𝚠𝚘   𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜:   𝚊   𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔   𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝   𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜   𝚊   𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎   𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎,   𝚘𝚛   𝚋𝚊𝚍   𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚜.   𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜   𝚑𝚘𝚠   𝚒𝚝   𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜,   𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜   𝚑𝚘𝚠   𝚒𝚝   𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜   𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜.   𝚒𝚜   𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜   𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝?   )   his   guts   churn.   𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃   𝙸𝚂   𝙸𝚃?

                    it was a stupid move, fuches would tell him so — befriending a man who could easily take away the remainder of barry’s freedom ( what little he had left ). he’s up at this hour most nights, trauma and insomnia both keeping him awake, insuring barry berkman gets no rest. the universe thinks he deserves to be exhausted, and maybe he does. he’s being pushed to his limits everyday, and handling it with little grace. he wants to believe he’s doing everything he can to be a better person ; this time is the last time, no more blood, no more bodies. but he’s just disposed of another, and barry had initially pulled out his phone to send a death confirmation to hank. what he does instead is find the detective’s contact starred at the top of the list — how embarrassing. thumb hovered over the green call button for five minutes, the assassin swaying slightly in the wind on the bridge. when he finally does press it, when he puts the phone up to his ear, he doesn’t expect the other to answer. when he does, barry’s brows raise in surprise.

‘ hey, man, i’m — yeah, i’m okay. did i, uh... did i wake you up? ’ he’d feel bad if he did ; terrible, really. a part of him, though, is relieved to know that someone would pick up the phone for him whenever he called. it’s selfish to want that, and though barry has never seen himself as a selfish man, many others know the truth. nose scrunches again at his stupidity. talking to a cop, after what he’s just done — after what he continues to do. free hand is stuck deep into the pocket of his hoodie, barry glancing around before strolling back to his car. no one saw him, no one ever did. he’s a shadow, a boogeyman ( a monster ). jae-hwan’s voice is calming, if nothing else. that should scare barry. instead, he forces him to breathe. ‘ nah, y’know everything’s — everything’s good, i’m just... ’ clock on the dashboard looms ever closer to 3 am and barry feels his stomach gargle. starting the ignition, he leans his head back against his seat, closing his eyes. behind lids he sees blood and violence and so he opens them again and keeps them open. ‘ actually, would you maybe want to get breakfast? i could, ah — it’d help a lot to have someone t’talk to right now, ’

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conwomans​  ,  candy fletcher.

`                     𝙝𝙚𝙧  𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙨  𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝   along  his  scalp   ,   the  ends  of  his  hair  slipping  between   her   fingers.   `     ❛        you   …          ❜      she   begins    ,    sounding   sure   of   herself   &   her   words   ,   `       ❛        are   barry   berkman.   you’re   an   actor.    you’re   6′2″    —   you’re   in   our   bed   —    you’re  a   pisces   …     i   know   who   you   are.    it’s   okay   if   you   don’t.   you   don’t   always   need   to  know   that   all   the   time.   god   knows   i   don’t.    i  don’t   think   anybody   knows  those  things   like  they   claim   they   do.   but   we  can  figure  out  together   ,   huh   ?              ❜

                   together... has anyone ever seemed to love him this much? given him this much affection? a long time ago, his mother would run her fingers through barry’s hair and tell him everything was alright. back then his only worries were skinned knees and being late for school. laying beside candy now, staring up at her through thick lashes, he has many more issues, deeper than she could ever understand. and yet, he feels as if she does, somehow. as if candy can see through him and forgive everything he’s ever done. ‘ really? you mean that? ’ smile dances on his lips, small and soft. man leans into her touch and enjoys every second. he deserves this, doesn’t he? gentleness, for once. even a killer needed that. ‘ i love you... is that too soon? ’ panic encapsulates his chest. ‘ i can — i’ll take it back, if it is. i didn’t mean to, um... shit, i’m sorry, ’

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like this and i’ll send you some memes.

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just a reminder that in a drafted script, barry slept with a male lawyer and therefore is canonically not straight. thank u for ur time.

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YOU REALLY LET THAT WALL DOWN A LITTLE -  sheacts.  a blog by kaeli. mutually exclusive, private, and plotting based !

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like this for a dialogue starter using a quote from one of my favorite poems.

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the way i love my friends.

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send TXT plus one of the following emojisfor my muse to send a text message to yours!

🌞 for a morning text

🌜 for a late night text 

💟 for a loving text

🍹 for a drunk text

💢 for an angry text 

🤭 for an awkward text 

🌀 for a wrong number text 

👼 for an apology text

🌧️ for an emotional text  

👻 for a scared text

🤡 for a silly text

🤔 for a nonsensical text 

👀 for a nsfw text 

❓ for me to chose randomly

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‘𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐲’ 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

prompts designed around the concept of a character having a difficult day and another character arriving to help/support/care for them!

DIALOGUE PROMPTS.

“ you look like you could use a hug. ”

“ please tell me you didn’t cancel your plans for me… ”

“ don’t be silly, you’re much more important than some tinder date! ”

“ where’s your jacket? i’d like to show you something, and it’ll involve a bit of walking. ”

“ you know i’m always here for you, don’t you? no matter what. ”

“ hey, now… i’m only ever a phone call away. ”

“ come on. let’s get you to bed. ”

“ i’m listening. ”

“ hey, do you have any spare pajamas? i’m going to sleep on your couch tonight; that way you just need to shout if you need me. ”

“ what are your nightmares about? they may not be so bad if you talk about them. ”

“ another nightmare? ”

“ hey now, no more apologizing. i’m glad you called me; i meant it when i said any time, any place. ”

“ you know you’re never a nuisance nor a burden. not to me. ”

“ i’m helping you, and that’s final. i’m not taking no for an answer. now. where’s your kitchen? i’m making us some comfort food. ”

“ maybe you think it’s your job to look after everyone else. but it’s not supposed to be like that. it works both ways. and now it’s my turn to look after you. okay? ”

“ hey, now. you’ve been helping me ever since we met. it’s about time i started repaying the favor. ”

“ i’m so proud of you. i know it’s hard to get past these rough days, but… i still want you to know that i’m proud of you. “

“ you know, i reckon our bond is definitely strong enough to endure whatever it is that you need to get off your chest. “

“ it’s alright, now… i got you. “

“ you don’t need to worry about scaring me off. i’m not going anywhere. you can try as hard as you want, but there’s nothing you can say that’s going to make me like you any less. “

“ you know, i make the best hot chocolate in the world. seriously, i’ve asked absolutely everyone on the planet. everyone except you… what do you say? wanna make it a global fact? “

“ let’s go smash some stuff until you’re ready to talk, okay? “

ACTION PROMPTS.

[ TEA ]: sender prepares a mug of hot tea for the receiver.

[ BLANKET ]: having found the receiver either sleeping or just lying on the couch, sender gently takes a blanket and drapes it over them.

[ BATH ]: sender runs a hot bath for the receiver after a particularly challenging day.

[ DINNER ]: having learned that the receiver has had a difficult time lately, sender arrives at their door with their favorite dinner and drinks.

[ COOK ]: in an effort to boost the receiver’s spirits, sender arrives with all the ingredients needed to make the receiver’s favorite comfort food, with the well-intended intentions of cooking it for them.

[ FORT ]: sender builds a blanket fort for the receiver following a long and difficult day.

[ HUM ]: sender hums gently under their breath to soothe and comfort a distressed receiver.

[ WIPE ]: after the receiver has stopped crying, sender tenderly leans forward, cups their face in their hands, and wipes their tears away.

[ JOURNEY ]: noticing the receiver has had a particularly rough day, sender invites them to accompany them on a walk or drive to get out of the house.

[ HAIR ]: as the receiver leans against them/lies in bed, sender begins to run their hand through their hair to soothe them until they relax or fall asleep.

[ CARRY ]: sender lifts a (nearly) sleeping receiver and carries them into their bed, tucking them in in the process.

[ GUIDE ]: sender physically guides an exhausted receiver into their bedroom, following weeks of very little sleep and very high amounts of stress.

[ BESIDE ]: receiver wakens from their first genuinely restful sleep in weeks, to find the sender asleep next to them, having been holding the receiver throughout the night to help them fall asleep.

[ BEDSIDE ]: receiver wakens from their first genuinely restful sleep in weeks, to find the sender asleep in an armchair by their bedside, having stayed there for the night in case receiver had a nightmare or needed them in any other way.

[ KISS ]: as a gesture of comfort and affection, sender leans forward to kiss the receiver on the forehead.

[ HAND ]: noticing the receiver is close to tears, or otherwise struggling with an unseen but considerable burden, sender gently takes their hand and holds it in an attempt to comfort and encourage them.

[ RUB ]: sender gently rubs receiver’s back in a soothing motion.

[ TV ]: sitting next to the receiver on the sofa, sender joins them in watching their favorite show/movie on the television.

[ HOLD ]: as soon as the receiver opens the door and realizes the sender is there, sender wordlessly opens their arms out, and gives the receiver a warm, sorely needed hug.

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plotting / dynamics call 💋

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not earth coming for my throat right before i leave work

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BARRY (2018- ) Season 1, Episode 7 - “Loud, Fast, and Keep Going”

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he is so cute in this interview and I will not apologize for posting so much of him rn

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                    ‘ i wonder if people look at me and think i survive just fine... maybe i do ; here i am, ’     @detcha.