Rest in fucking peace to all my issues
I'd be lying if I had to say I miss you
When I'm with you I feel numb
I still taste you on my tongue
But now I tell myself I've had enough
Rest in fucking peace to all my problems
'Cause reaching for the bottle couldn't solve them
If the damage has been done
I can't be the only one
I just tell myself I've had enough
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"i panicked , what do you want me to say ?"
#indie oc rp#indie rp#indie smut rp#open starter.#gif icons / icons not needed to interact!#open to everyone!
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"oatmeal raisin." she said it completely seriously before bursting out laughing. bennett took the cookies off the shelf, before making her way to the couch and sitting down, turning the tv on. "they're chocolate chip. you can't go wrong with chocolate chip." nevermind the fact that if someone was allergic to chocolate.
@stainedvermillion said | ❛❛ All I want to do is sit and eat cookies and watch cheesy romcoms right now. But I’d love some company. ❜❜ | to August Moore
In all honesty, that sounded like a pretty good night. "What kind of cookies?" he asked, as if that were the most important question that would affect his decision to stay with her or not. He had already made the decision to sit with her and keep her company. But the inquiry still stood.
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guess you don't notice, guess you don't need this
sad you're not seeing what you're missing
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𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝 , 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 . . .
𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐢𝐧 ; the family business , grief and loss , protecting the innocent , unique abilities , learning control , life on the run , familial love , sibling rivalry , good over evil
. . . 𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 .
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The person I reblogged this from is awesome as fuck.
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her gaze fell to the ground at his words. he was absolutely right about that. but the fact of the matter was that she had left. and then tried to make it seem like it was his fault in her head. and she had believed it enough after a while. but it had always been her and apart of her had known that. it was part of the reason she had even begun therapy to begin with. when she had finally glanced back up, she blushed at realizing he had been looking at her now instead of his computer screen. she had his attention - something she had wanted for some time now. but she didn't deserve it, did she? "i um..." look at her. at a loss for words. it would be hilarious if she could find the humor in it at the moment. "you know we weren't good for each other at the time. add in a baby to the mix. it would be laughable to think we would have survived that. i left for us. i got better for us. i'm still working on getting better." and while she wanted to say for us, he still never said anything about being interested in her. still or again. and that was the only thing keeping her from reaching forward and touching him. kissing him. feeling like she belonged with him again. she just needed his approval - and again, felt like she didn't deserve it.
fingers moved to push her hair behind her ear. "so..." bennett bit down on her bottom lip, hands resting on her lap as she offered a slight shrug.
He looked over his shoulder at her, brows furrowed. He supposed he could understand that, and yet, he didn't. "If you'd stayed, we wouldn't need a second chance," he muttered under his breath. But he really didn't want to fight. Didn't want to resort back to their old patterns. He turned in his computer chair, facing her properly now instead of staring at the screen.
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Send in 💗 for me to use a love meter to check the compatibility of our muses.
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was gonna try to work on some of the things i owe but the brain isn't braining.
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Send ✒️ for me to go through my own meme tag and select something to reply to, as if you had sent it yourself
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hit the heart for a starter. length will vary. probably.
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hit the heart for a starter. length will vary. probably.
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My partner does the cooking (murder) and I do the cleaning (eating the evidence)
#⸻ ✧ bennett : ship ‘ what a sad beautiful tragic love affair ’ .#except she would not eat the evidence#but like#lmao
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a grin formed on her lips as she watched his expression change. "i also have to admit that i'm attracted to you. and i think we should do something about that. i'm very good at reading people and you feel the same way, don't you?" it was her turn to arch an eyebrow. maybe she had a death wish ... or something, because instead of waiting for an answer, bennett had walked over to the man and pressed her lips against his.
@stainedvermillion said | “first off, i should admit that i lied to get here.” | to William Harlow
His brow rose with amusement at her admission. The pretty little thing was a natural liar, especially if she could trick him into believing it. “Clever, little vixen.” Though he didn’t like it as much as he was making it seem. Her being able to lie so easily made it harder to trust her, but the worst part about it was that with each time she impressed him, he seemed to fall that much harder for her. And he didn’t like that one bit. Emotions made it easier to get caught.
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bennett arched an eyebrow as he spoke, laughing and shaking her head. "god, stu. it's your funeral." she patted his cheek gently - almost consolingly. eyes flicked back to him as he mentioned that she shouldn't be alone. "i'm not alone. you're here. other people are here. ergo, not alone. besides," she huffed. "dominic should be here soon." she hoped. she hadn't wanted to be rude, but stu was starting to give her a headache and she couldn't discern if he was being serious at this point or not.
Stu scoffed, but there was some hesitation lingering on his face. It was one thing to flirt with her, but to have to deal with her husband - he didn't know if he could handle that. But it didn't stop his mouth and brain from disconnecting once more. "Like it's hard to be a serial killer, and married to a lawyer," he said, trying to seem aloof. While the interaction had started as simple flirting, now he was just trying to feel like he was better than a man he'd never met. "A beautiful woman like you shouldn't be alone like this during the holiday."
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when it gets hard || sentence starters.
"hey. you look tired. you alright?"
"something wrong?"
"look. i can tell you're not feeling great. want to talk about it?"
"i won't leave you. not now, not ever."
"it's okay to rest. i'm right here."
"sometimes your brain will lie to you and tell you bad stuff, but it's not true. it's never as bad as it seems."
"it will be okay. i promise."
"hey, it's alright to let it out."
"you hide behind that facade so much. why?"
"you're not going to leave me, right?"
"want to do something stupid to take your mind off all this?"
"we'll live. we'll live, both of us will, please believe me!"
"don't do this. it's not good for you."
"we will survive and afterwards, we'll... get some ice cream. or go to a nice restaurant."
"i don't know if anyone has ever told you this, but it gets better. it will get better, i promise."
"do you have anyone who supports you? do you have anyone who cares about you?"
"can i have a hug?"
"maybe it's not okay right now. maybe it won't be for a while. whichever it is, i won't leave you."
"hey, stay for a while. i gotta share this popcorn with someone."
"sleep fixes a lot of stuff. it's like emptying garbage cans in your brain."
"stay with me, please?"
"follow my breathing, okay? in for one, two, three, four... hold for one, two, three, four... out for one, two, three, four."
"let's go for a walk together. where do you wanna go?"
"there - you can cry. it's okay. i would never judge you for that."
"it doesn't matter what you say or do, i won't let you be sad alone."
"i'm your friend, idiot. i'm not going to abandon you."
"don't just repress everything! that's dumb, and it'll hurt your brain."
"if you need a breath of fresh air or a change of scenery, i know a place we can go."
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