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@crackinupp
DO YOU HAVE THE TIME TO LISTEN TO ME WHINE ABOUT NOTHING AND EVERYTHING ALL AT ONCE ?? i am one of those melodramatic fools, neurotic to the bone, no doubt about it. sometimes i give myself the creeps, sometimes my mind plays tricks on me. it all keeps adding up, i think i’m crackin’ up !! am i just paranoid or am i just stoned ??
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DO YOU HAVE THE TIME TO LISTEN TO ME WHINE ABOUT NOTHING AND EVERYTHING ALL AT ONCE ?? i am one of those melodramatic fools, neurotic to the bone, no doubt about it. sometimes i give myself the creeps, sometimes my mind plays tricks on me. it all keeps adding up, i think i’m crackin’ up !! am i just paranoid or am i just stoned ??
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CORI !!
AS ARMS EMBRACE , , her fingers grip onto him tightly her chest panting in panic - her head finding a place to tuck into a she stood - her body was S H A K I N G , , ❝ what -what if everything he ever told me was true ? ? ❞ her captors' voice SLICED INTO HER SKULL , , ( every person you think cares about you doesn’t , no one is looking for you ) - - no one had looked for her , , and just now in her flat - A L O N E in her living room she was reminded of her overpowering gut feeling of TRUE LONELINESS , , she has felt this way in many instances , , even with twenty people around - she was ALONE - even now in his arms she felt hollow ( why was she empty ) , , HIS WORDS OF COMFORT sooth for only a moment as she is reminded of the many people who will “grow out of her” ( fleeting moments ) , , ❝ i'm going to miss you - i already miss you ❞
HE SUSHES HER, keeping her close. ❝ i’m not going anywhere, alright ?? i’m staying with you. ❞ he may be high, but he’s still there to comfort cori. he knows what she’s been through, they’ve talked about their traumas a lot, just to work through them. mike isn’t going to cry with cori, he’s too numb to feel much of anything at this point, but he’ll still stand there in the doorway to make sure she doesn’t go anywhere. no way in hell is he letting go, she’s like him, the second panic sets in causing them to take off running. ❝ why would you miss me ?? i'm not leaving, i’m not gonna die. ❞ mike doesn’t sound sure on that last statement, he’s never been sure of that. he’s almost died once, who’s to say it won’t happen again ??
CORI !!
EMOTIONAL OPEN
FLUTTERING LASHES WET WITH TEARS , , as she looked at the other - - her head was a foggy forest - and with every beat of her HEART she became more and more lost inside - - SORROW filling her features as she shook her head , , shaking hands coming up holding out to the other ( begging ) as shoulders lift in defeat - - her face cracks as tears thunder and pour of out of her - her heart SNAPPING , , ❝ i don't want to be alone anymore - if im alone then , , no one will have ever cared - and ill be no one to anyone , , and then BORIS IS RIGHT ABOUT ME ❞ ( you are nothing ) she chokes on panic ❝ please … help me … please ❞
HE’S USED TO SHOWING UP AT HER HOUSE AT 3AM, in tears, explaining that he relapsed again; but he’d never had her show up at his house. mike can’t even say anything, he just stands there listening to her. ❝ cori — ❞ ‘help me,’ something he’s told her so many times, hearing it come from her is heartbreaking. he knows she’s not perfect either, but his half - aware brain always saw her as more stable than him. now, mike isn’t currently all there, but he’s aware enough to know that cori’s in distress. he steps forward, wrapping his arms around her and holding her close. he says nothing, just standing there with her and letting her cry. ❝ it’s okay, i’m here. ❞
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me: i’m letting loki throw a party mike: PARTY??? mike:
𝙲𝚁𝙰𝙲𝙺𝙸𝙽𝚄𝙿𝙿: michael james, original character based on the 1996 green day song “basket case.” triggering topics present. cared for by sans.
a very descriptive & detailed profile of your muse . repost with the information of your muse , including headcanons , etc . if you fail to achieve some of the facts , add some other of your own ! when you’re done , tag 15 other people to do the same !
name : michael james alexander. age : 24. species : human. gender : cisgender male. orientation : panromantic asexual. profession : none. body type : tall & thin. eyes : green. hair : short and curled, blonde. skin : pale, clear. height : 6′1″. weight : 130 lbs companions : cori petrofsky, jack, nugget. colours : black, green, white, silver. smells : marijuana, chocolate, vodka. drinks : coke, vodka, tea. alcoholic beverages ? yes / no / occasionally smokes ? yes / no / occasionally drinks ? yes / no / occasionally drugs ? yes / no / occasionally driver’s license ? yes / no
tagged by: i stole it from myself lmao tagging: everyone !
Elizabeth Gillies in Portland, 2016
@spiritheart said: ( ✉ → sms ) [ File Attached: 001329.jpg ] of all the drunk pictures i have of you, this one is my favorite.
📱 — [ SMS : ELSA ] jesus christ 📱 — [ SMS : ELSA ] i’m guessing there’s A LOT of drunk pictures of me saved in your phone ? 📱 — [ SMS : ELSA ] i wouldn’t be surprised
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TEXT MESSAGE STARTERS ! Send one of the prompts below to get a response from my muse.
drunk texts:
( ✉ → sms ) plea se eh elep me im drunk and i dotn know whe re i am
( ✉ → sms ) i fukcing miss yo u
( ✉ → sms ) i look so fuckigjn GOOD
( ✉ → sms ) i csnst stop throwiging up
( ✉ → sms ) fu ck you for hurting me
( ✉ → sms ) why dotn you ever call me anymore huh
( ✉ → sms ) stop being so fuckigjn borign and coekm to my party
( ✉ → sms ) i dropped my pzziza o nt eh floror im fuckgin pissed
( ✉ → sms ) i j sut left you a 3 mintue long voicemail singing. sorry
( ✉ → sms ) even when i’m durnk ic ant sotp thinking about oyu
hateful texts:
( ✉ → sms ) you’re pathetic
( ✉ → sms ) you make me miserable
( ✉ → sms ) fuck you. delete my number.
( ✉ → sms ) you never meant anything to me, anyway.
( ✉ → sms ) fuck your apologies, you can keep them.
( ✉ → sms ) congrats on always ruining everything
( ✉ → sms ) my life would be so much easier without you.
( ✉ → sms ) and next time you feel like calling me… don’t.
( ✉ → sms ) i don’t want anything to do with you anymore.
( ✉ → sms ) if your goal was to make me hate you, then congratulations. mission accomplished.
misc/random texts:
( ✉ → sms ) i think my neighbor is an alien.
( ✉ → sms ) help me think of a name for my new dog
( ✉ → sms ) sooooo… what was your first impression of me
( ✉ → sms ) should i get pizza or chicken wings for dinner?
( ✉ → sms ) no one’s ever made me feel the way you do.
( ✉ → sms ) i borrowed your weed. hope you don’t mind.
( ✉ → sms ) why do they say drugs are bad when they make you feel so good
( ✉ → sms ) today is the oldest you’ve ever been, but the youngest you’ll ever be again…
( ✉ → sms ) [ File Attached: 001329.jpg ] of all the drunk pictures i have of you, this one is my favorite.
( ✉ → sms ) i used your pics to catfish someone, and since they bought me a laptop… you have a date with them tomorrow.
CORI // BRAINWRANGLER !
CHOCOLATE HUES SOFTEN AS THEY GAZE DOWNWARD, , how ever kind was the world they created between these walls, , how it comforted them - the creatures that lived with them SOOTHING and even knowing better then they could sometimes , , she was happy but tentative - HOPEFULLY THE WORST WAS OVER, , ❝ we are home - and we are okay ❞ her own knees found the floor and her own pet found them - nugget slid and rubbed up against them both before purring towards micheal - - ❝ nugget came to say hello too - - she’s also soft ❞ coraline offers him a smile as she saw remaining tears fall and dry into the shine he now was WEARING , , ( goodness ) her heart was full , , of so many feelings but over all and MOST IMPORTANTLY it was full of love , , - she could weep thinking about the fear in his eyes, , ( but she wouldn’t ) she wasn’t selfish enough to do so , , ❝ do you want me to sit here with you for a little while more or do you want me to get you water and come back ? ? ❞ he needed water - she could guess he HADN’T HAD any in however long he was gone for .
❝ no, you can’t go ! ❞ HE SOUNDS SLIGHTLY PANICKED, eyes wide as he looks at her. mike doesn’t want cori to leave, he’s comfortable with her there, finally starting to become calm. he doesn’t think he needs water, or anything else really. he hasn’t eaten since before noon, over twelve hours ago. he’s still tripping pretty hard, so he doesn’t really understand that he needs to eat something. his eyes focus back on jack, stroking the corgi’s fur, softly talking to the animal. his voice is soft, a gentle whisper. ❝ are you a good boy ? yeah, you’re such a good boy. ❞ he finally notices nugget, becoming overwhelmed with joy upon seeing that there’s another fluffy animal for him to pet. his hand brushes against the feline, which makes him stop paying attention to his dog and pay attention to the cat. ‘she’s soft, too,’ cori isn’t wrong, nugget is very soft. he starts crying again, but it’s not out of sadness this time. mike continues to pet the cat, sniffling as tears run down his face. ❝ she IS soft ! she’s SO SOFT ! ❞
CORI // BRAINWRANGLER !
AS HE PANICS HANDS REACH OUT , , her palms holding each of his wrists lightly as he shouted , , ❝ micheal . . mike - - ❞ hands slid DOWNWARD as she tries to bring him back to her , , ( safety ) comfort , , soothing music and a movie - f o o d she could provide if they just got home , , ( panic builds ) - - ❝ it will stop it will - - we just have to go home - - then jack can see you he is going to be SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU MICHEAL , , ❞ smoothing fingers drape over him as she speaks , , ❝ this is going to pass - things will look better soon , , i promise we just have to keep moving ❞ feet step back only to tug him slightly not fully PULLING ON HIM waiting to see if her would move, , ❝ hold on to me - and think about petting jack okay ? ? ❞ she is hesitant to ask him questions to bring him into REALITY ( ie. what does jack look like ) for a panic could worsen and he might run - and that is the last thing she wants, , so the doctor TRIES to molasses them down one more block and then up some stairs TO HER FLAT WHERE HE WOULD BE SAFE .
‘IT WILL STOP,’ the promise she makes is tempting, enough to get mike to keep moving. he moves when cori gently pulls him in her direction, hands still covering his face. getting into the flat is going to be a challenge, considering mike won’t uncover his face. the thought of seeing his dog and being inside, being someplace quiet, it’s what keeps him moving. he starts to calm down as they get closer, silently crying as opposed to loudly sobbing by the time they’re inside. mike finally feels comfortable enough to uncover his face, but doesn’t move from the spot he’s standing in. it isn’t until he hears jack’s nails hitting the floor and his soft barks that mike snaps out of his trance. he sits down on the floor, picking up the corgi and burying his face in the fur. ❝ he’s so soft. he’s so soft ! ❞ his voice is quiet, soft and gentle. mike lifts his head up to look at cori, tears still keeping his face damp. it isn’t but a few seconds before jack is licking his face, which causes mike to flinch. he wasn’t expecting it, but calms down once he realises it’s simply his dog making sure he’s okay. ❝ we’re okay, right ? we’re home now ? ❞
CORI // BRAINWRANGLER !
WHITE KNUCKLES GRIP THE OTHER , , keeping him as CLOSE as she can as they slowly move , , small soothing shhing leaving her as she feels him head over another hill of ANXIETY , , ❝ i know - i know but were going to go home , , we will see J A C K at home to - - me and jack are going to take care of you ❞ as they zig and zag through the crowd coraline reassures him every SECOND they move trying her hardest to talk over the crowd ( i got you , you are safe , this will end ) and as they come half way down the pavement back towards her flat she allowed feet to STOP , , letting him have a break , , ❝ we are almost there ❞ cheek against cheek as they rest - -heart in ears ( worry ) angered at herself for letting this happen - she should have known , , but just as the break started it ends she needed to get him home , , so one step at a time she starts moving them again , , her form trying its HARDEST not to leave his , , ❝ micheal i love you - i’m not going to let anything happen , , you’re safe okay . . I love you . ❞
IT FEELS LIKE HOURS, even if it is mere minutes. the loud noise of the party slowly growing quieter does calm him down the further away they get, but he still refuses to open his eyes. he’s still crying, albeit silently, and clinging to cori like his life depends on it. he’ll never forgive himself for going to that party, never forgive himself for letting someone coax him into taking something. ❝ is he okay ? i hope he isn’t mad at me. ❞ why would the dog be mad at him ? he isn’t really thinking straight, which is probably why he thinks the dog would be angry with him. they’re almost there, that’s what she’s telling him. michael dares to open his eyes for a second, immediately regretting his decision, as everything looks wrong. it makes him freeze, panicking even more the longer he keeps his eyes open. he lets go of cori, using his hands to cover his face. nothing is right, he can’t even look at cori without seeing her wrong. his voice cracks as he breaks down, the sobbing starting all over again. ❝ make it stop ! ❞
CORI // BRAINWRANGLER !
A PLEADING VOICE , , shaking hands ( or maybe he was shaking ) she did not know but the small woman didn’t care only holding on unwilling to let him go- for if he was lost again she would never FORGIVE HERSELF, , ❝ were going home - - i HAVE YOU ❞ she only removes the harsh grip she had TO ALLOW EYES TO gaze at him , , the hands that were on his nape now move to his cheeks , , ( assessing him ) carefully , , allowing her brown hues to stop and try and find his own gaze ❝ micheal - - are you okay to walk , , you can still hold on but we have to walk ❞ smoothly words WALTZ from her lips as she almost whispers to him , , ❝ dont you mind them - - only look at me , ,i got you - its okay . ❞ she moves ONE FOOT BACKWARDS
ASIDE FROM BLOWN OUT PUPILS, the look in michael’s eyes is one of fear. somewhere between fear and being spaced out, really, as he won’t look her directly in the eyes. the second she loosens her grip on him, he panics, trying to keep her from letting go. he needs her to stay where she is so that everything feels real. he barely even listens to her, but he does hear something along the lines of ‘can you walk ?’ he’s not sure, he didn’t want to get up without someone there. but, cori’s here now, he can at least TRY to get up off of the grass. he hesitantly lets go of her, pushing himself off the ground. JESUS, EVERYTHING LOOKS WORSE FROM UP HERE. as much as he wants to sit back down, he knows he can’t. so, instead, michael just closes his eyes, tears still running down his face. he’d rather just have cori lead him home without seeing anything than have to look at where they were going. even with his eyes closed, he can still hear everything around him. it’s too much, he can’t handle it. ❝ i don’t like this. ❞
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lifting the fallen sentence starters.
" hey... can i come in? "
" i thought you might be up here. everyone else is searching the city, but... i always find you here when things go sideways. what happened? "
" kid, you didn't mess up. it's okay. nobody's mad at you. "
" so you screwed up. fine. and there's bound to be a prick out there who'll give you shit for it. but you know what? mistakes are meant to be made. you make a mistake, you learn from it, you don't make it again. "
" come on. let's take a walk. i think better when i'm moving, not... sitting in my bathtub. is that celine dion? "
" let's get some pizza, we can talk after. "
" you want some advice or a distraction? "
" you're the strongest of all of us. you know that? maybe that's what makes this little slip-up such a huge dilemma for you. but you did good out there, and not many people would have. "
" jesus, what happened in here? are you okay? "
" come on. i'll run a bath, we'll get through this together. "
" nobody is perfect. nobody. so quit beating yourself up for being human. "
" look at me. you are enough. you are more than enough. and no amount of bullshit headlines or little mistakes will change that. "
" trusting people isn't a flaw. abusing trust is. so let's get up and go kick that son of a bitch where it hurts. "
" you are my friend. when the going gets tough, i get going to your apartment with thai food and brownie batter. "
" i love you. it kills me to see you this way, but i love you and i know this isn't about me right now. so i'm going to sit down and we're going to get through this together, like we always do. okay? "
" okay, fine. yell all you want, but guess what, you stubborn dumbass? i'm staying! i'm going to sit right here and piss your neighbors off! you're going to talk to me or you're going to get evicted! your move! "
" i heard what happened. i saw it too, actually. figured you might like a friendly face around, so i'm wearing a mask of hugh jackman. "
" let's go vent some steam. i wanna break some plates and get drunk on cheap beer. "
CORI // BRAINWRANGLER !
PEOPLE - VOICES - PARTY , , ( oh god a party ) feet that had been moving quickly now , , T U R N long strides coming from under short legs - - her free arm pumping as she flew down the street , , ❝ im coming micheal - i know where you are ! ! ❞ shoes SLID as they served up steps past the crowd , , eyes scanning around and around until they caught ( blond - angelic blond curls ) and fearful hues, , ❝ micheal im here ❞ she spoke into the phone and then moves her pace quick but calm as arms OPEN - ENGULFING HIM , , fingers grasping at the back of his head almost cradling him as she did so , , ❝ ive got you - - i found you ❞ ( a worried heart never stops ) she swallowed back a sob - for how was she supposed to know if that was to be the last time they spoke ? ? what if she was wrong , , what if she NEVER FOUND HIM, , how would the sun keep shining without him ? ? how would roses BLOOM ? ?
THE SECOND HE SEES HER, his arms are outstretched. when she hugs him, he immediately wraps his arms around her and begins sobbing. he’s practically clinging to her, hyperventilating and crying. he’s terrified, not exactly sure what’s going on anymore. ❝ i — i wanna go home. ❞ he sounds devastated, extremely upset. he’s grateful that she actually came to get him, only one other person probably would. michael appreciates cori, he really does. he refuses to let go of her, being able to hold her makes him feel grounded, like he’s actually there. he looks around, eyes darting back and forth, afraid that everyone is judging him for not being able to handle whatever it is he’d been given. he doesn’t know what he took, he can’t even tell cori that much. ❝ can we go home ? ❞
