orchestrahearts
leftover voices in my head
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heck it, a compiled collection of angsty starters for your angsty needs … sentence starters
“You left me.”
“Please lie to me.”
“I need you to stay.”
“You’re scaring me.”
“I thought you cared.”
“I only wanted to help.”
“I’m not the one you want.”
“You never cared, did you?”
“I wasn’t made to be the hero.”
“Don’t lie to me. Don’t do that.”
“You’re haunted by something.”
“Did this mean nothing to you?”
“I don’t mean to push you away.”
“I thought we were meant to be.”
“I used to care what you thought.”
“You took my heart when you left.”
“There’s nothing left here to save.”
“Please, don’t. Please, don’t leave.”
“I won’t do it. I won’t become them.”
“You never even tried to save them.”
“I don’t want you here, not anymore.”
“I can’t believe you kept this from me.”
“You need to stop clinging to the past.”
“Nothing is ever good enough for you.”
“I thought I could trust you. I thought…”
“I don’t need anyone else. Not even you.”
“You can’t keep pushing yourself like this.”
“There’s no one up there watching over us.”
“Don’t do it unless you understand the price.”
“You got hurt… because of me. I’m so sorry.”
“Your eyes are so cold when you look at me.”
“They’re gone… and you need to accept that.”
“You keep hurting me. I just want to know why.”
“You can go, but you know they won’t love you.”
“You’re scared of them. I can see it in your eyes.”
“I don’t know how to let myself be loved like this.”
”You’ve done nothing but lie to me from the start.”
“What would you be willing to give to change it all?”
“You don’t even realize what you’ve done, do you?”
“I don’t know how to tell you what’s wrong with me.”
“You can fool everyone else, but you can’t fool me.”
“I don’t recognize the person in the mirror anymore.”
“If you keep doing this, you’re going to end up dead.”
“You break my heart. And I don’t know why I let you.”
“You need to lie back down, you’re barely conscious.”
“Something is keeping you awake. Is it fear or regret?”
“I’m here, because I don’t have anyone else to turn to.”
“Look me in the eye and tell me, again, you don’t care.”
“There’s not a single thing that real about you, is there?”
“They’ll keep kicking you down until you kick them back.”
“I just want to help you, but you clearly don’t want me to.”
“You don’t have to do everything on your own, you know.”
“We’re not good people. We’ve never been good people.”
“You won’t survive if you stay here… you know that, right?”
“I can’t even trust myself. How am I supposed to trust you?”
“You’re not a good person. You pretend to be, but you’re not.”
“You might not be a villain, but you sure as hell aren’t a hero.”
“You can’t move on if you let the past keep holding you back.”
“How can you look me in the eye and say something like that?”
“They’re gone. They’re gone, and there was nothing I could do.”
“Can you just tell me the truth?? For once, just tell me the truth!”
“Why won’t you let me in? Why do you keep pushing me away?”
“There’s something wrong here. And I don’t think it can be fixed.”
“I only wanted to make you proud. Now I see that was pointless.”
“I love you, but I can’t stay here and watch you do this to yourself.”
“You say you love me in one breath, then hurt me in the next. Why?”
“Oh my god, you’re burning up. Why didn’t you tell me you were sick?”
“There’s nothing there! It’s just a hallucination, you’re okay, you’re safe!”
“Leave if you want. But, if you do, don’t come back. Don’t ever come back.”
“Because I still think you could be a good person, I just think you choose not to.”
“You don’t have to love me, you don’t even have to like me, but I need you here.”
“You’ve never been honest with me… I don’t know why I expected you to start now.”
“Why do you keep risking yourself like this? Do you not care whether you live or die?”
“You keep breaking yourself down for them, but you know they wouldn’t do the same.”
“I would do anything for you. But, I’m starting to realize you wouldn’t do the same for me.”
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She furrowed her brows thoughtfully at his words. She knew that he felt a certain way about the way others saw him, but he never was quite forthcoming about those feelings. Sometimes, it seemed like he didn't want to be seen, but he was also impossible not to see. Not with the way he presented himself around people.
She should probably say something. Why wasn't she saying something? She felt like she needed more time to process what Connor had said but she should probably talk now. "You… see me?" She knew what he meant, but she was still surprised. They spent time together but didn't always talk much. "Um, I mean," she paused, clearing her throat. 'I've noticed you do. I didn't realize you were actually paying attention… like that."
Connor gave a nervous laugh and nodded, before looking up at her, still terrified but obviously glad to have gotten half of the hard part out of the way. The other part was waiting to hear what she said, and knowing that, most likely, she would say no, and- he was spiralling again.
But she hadn't said no yet.
She queezed his hand, and he let out a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding in a loud, embarrassing sigh before squeezing her's back, hopefully gently. Her question had his face flushing again, especially as she smiled. The worst thing of all was- "I don't really know... I just know-" He paused for a moment, looking away as his leg started to bounce under the table. "You've always been s-so nice to me... and it's almost like I know you... or at least better than I know anyone else... and... you see me..." He turned to look at her with a serious frown and a gulp. "You see me, and nobody sees me... and I see you, too." He didn't know where this massive confession of feelings had come from, and honestly it kinda scared him, but when she was holding his hand, he realized he felt like he could do anything.
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smol life update.
i’m back on meds so we’ll see if that helps things. it hasn’t helped my energy levels or motivation yet but i also just finished hell week at work so that wasn’t great for my spoons. i still have the muses relatively active bouncing around the headspace but rounding them up to put them back down on paper hasn’t been easy. i’m also in the middle of trying to get my shit together and move out of my fam’s house and maybe find a real industry job. potentially, motivation will return when i’m finished with a current major project i’ve slowly been making progress on since just before i started hiatus last year, which i realize now may have contributed to stealing my mental energy away from writing here. (i’m making a short historical doc about diversity in my hometown. i will be sharing it with y’all here when it’s done if y’all want to see it.) it’s a pretty big job with a lot of subject matter to cover so it’s been taking a sizable amount of brain power to even outline and i’m currently trying to storyboard.
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i know i’ve been mia for a while but this was on my fb when i went to list on marketplace and i can’t tell what’d be funnier, if mel could or couldn’t climb these. as in, some english person is like HAH! STAIRS!! YOU CAN’T REACH ME and mel just walks up them or if she gets there like DO YOU REALLY THINK STAIRS WILL STOP ME? but… they do. i only ask because i’ve built almost all of mel’s rules for the itw “worldbuilding” if you want to call it that around real european folklore.
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i stand by what i've been saying for a while now… tumblr is making it real hard to wanna come back with this absolutely hellish ui. send help.
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hello, i'm not dead.
all right, here's the deal. we're starting fresh. clean slate. delete all the drafts and all the inbox messages. if there's any threads from fifty years ago you still wanna write, feel free to let me know and i'd be happy to pick them back up again. i just really need to start over a little after things kept hitting 180+ things to do. i've never done a full hiatus before last summer and i still feel pretty shitty but i miss y'all so i wanna come back.
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"You are worthy of love and happiness. You have so much to offer the world." (to Ivy from either Spot or Darcy you pick, yes this is when it does suck to have them both on seperate blogs)
self esteem meme.
Ivy shook her head. “I don’t, though.” What did she really have to offer the world? All she did was take whatever music someone else wrote and sang it. She didn’t actually do anything herself. Why did she deserve anything? She didn’t. It wasn’t as if she did anything for people that really meant something.
#✧ | mail received ( answered asks )#heirtothetrib#ivy: heirtothetrib#⭐️ | v; fade up on a star ( post smash )#✧ | no queue what i’m doing!#( welp here's some depressed ivy i guess )
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“Nah, it’s not that bad. I’ve had worse.” / gabe to mel
hurt / comfort.
“Like what?” the Witch raised an eyebrow, looking Gabe over. Mel had her share of injuries over the years but Gabe didn’t seem like someone who’d been through the wringer the way she did. But what did she know?
#✧ | mail received ( answered asks )#soldwrecked#mel: soldwrecked (gabe)#✧ | no queue what i’m doing!
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is this normal for you? going out of your way like this? / jack to katherine
show some kindness.
Katherine shrugged. “Not exactly.” She did a lot of things out of the ordinary for her or people like her, and she certainly sometimes stepped out of her comfort zone, but this was different. She didn’t go out of her way for things that often, not in the way she was right now. She didn’t do things often that she needed to actually interrupt the way things usually functioned.
#✧ | mail received ( answered asks )#soldwrecked#katherine: soldwrecked (jack)#✧ | no queue what i’m doing!
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“I’ll take breaks.” She pressed a kiss to Will’s cheek. “I’m so lucky to have you to care about me.”
"I know you do, but I want you to take breaks. I don't want you to work on the dress without them."
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“And what would be the point in that?” Not to mention she had a tendency to wear her feelings about people on her sleeves. “We’re already dead, there’s no consequences to telling someone you hate them.” She usually hated most people, but Gabriel was surprisingly tolerable.
GABE GRINNED AT HER. “GOOD TO KNOW. IT’D SUCK TO BE HERE FOREVER AND KNOW YOU HATE ME.” HE LIKED Mel. She was always down to cause chaos and it made his afterlife a little more bearable. His eyes narrowed. “Do you hate me? You could be lying about liking me.” It was clear from his tone that he thought this wasn’t the case.
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Katherine folded her arms, huffing slightly. She wouldn’t call him an easy mark. There were many things she thought about Jack Kelly, but that wasn’t one of them. She thought the newsies needed her help when the strike began, but her thoughts on the collective was different than the individuals.
JACK RAISED AN EYEBROW RIGHT BACK AT HER. DID SHE REALLY WANT HIM TO ANSWER THAT? THEN AGAIN, she’d asked. It would be rude not to answer her. And Jack Kelly was many things, but he wasn’t rude. “Well, if we’re goin’ by previous events, I’d say you think I’m an easy mark.” He shoved his hands in his pockets and stared at her, silently daring her to disagree.
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