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* things said meme
things you said over the phone
things you said with the tv on muteĀ
things you said when you were proud
things you said under your breath
things you said with sorrow between your fists
things you said when you were lost
things you said when our world began to crumble
things you said with too many days between us
things you didnāt say at all
things you said that i wasnāt meant to hear
things you said youāll never forget
things you said with clammy handsĀ
things you said when fear cut deep
things you said while a fever stole your mind
things you said with rage between your teeth
things you were afraid to say
things you said when no one else was around
things you said when the sun was shining
things you said with blooming bruises and stinging cuts
things you said when we were safe
things you said without thinking
things you said that kept me grounded
things you said you loved about me
things you said you hated about me
things you said when you lied
things you said with scraped kneesĀ
things you said with tears in your eyes
things you said while holding my handĀ
things you said in the car
things you said under the stars
things you said at my grave
things you said at the kitchen table
things you said on the porch at 3 am
things you said in a gas station parking lotĀ
things you said in a hotel room
things you said in the waiting room
things you said while you stroked my hair
things you said that made me feel loved
things you said when i was crying
things you said while i cried in your armsĀ
things you said when you thought i was asleep
things you said in your sleep
things you said when you kissed me goodnight
things you said after a nightmare
things you said before death snatched you
things you said that i wish you hadnāt
things you said when it ended
things you said when you met my friends
things you said when we first met
things you said when they took me away
Thy will be done Here on this highway In every house and field I pray All the meekness yield Aided by want Among stranger people To disgrace so soon Iāve come Drift like sleep Into the Hotel Montana Lay low for Thy nameās sake El Matador, Louisiana

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here's a quick reminder that job is one of my favourite characters and i'm in constant awe of your writing and it's just a pleasure to be able to read it / see job develop so thank you for just doing what you're doing ā¤ļø
IDK why I deserve this but I realize now that I needed it š youāve always been so supportive of basically anything I throw your way and?? How fucking awesome and rare is that? I donāt have any words like I just woke up a couple of minutes ago but youāre the best and I love you and I love Xeno and thank you so much for this.
āOh man --- thatās a good pick.ā
He sees the boyās finger lingering on minutely on Irving Stoneās Dear Theo before moving on down the shelf and canāt help himself --- the crooked smile on his lips part apologetic, part encouraging. āI mean, great read if you wanna ball your fuckinā eyes out. Took me a while to get through ācause I had to keep takinā breaks. Couldnāt take it all at once.ā
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alrighty! this place is turning into a multimuse for various reasons. while i tinker about with the theme and make small bios, know that the characters available on this blog will currently be:
wesley starks (formerly selfcoherence)
accidental interdimensional traveler
cynical, self-destructive nihilist
secular jew (raised religious)
gay as hell
probably hates you
interdimensionally dating levi bradley
probably doesnāt really hate you but is irritated because heās hungry
kfir harel (formerly @shaldagim)
canadian born, israeli raised
elite combat idf veteran
oldschool zionist
has a bfa in animation
worked in animation for a while but being poor isnāt his thing
so heās currently working private security in canada
donāt fuck with him
tanner howard (hell or high water canon)
proud texan & cowboy
ex-con (grand total 17 years in jail) (still very much a criminal)
has a temper
family is the most important thing (except when your father beats you, your brother and your mother and puts her in a fuckload of debt, so you kill him)
probably doesnāt trust you
will beat the shit out of you bc, well, he can
pre-film, obv
maybe leonard shelby if i feel like getting into writing him again!
ghostofwho:
His eyes flick to Jobās face as he curses, Adamās hand outstretched and frozen as his eyes quickly try to read Jobās expression for an answer to a question that keeps dying in his throat. But the pinched expression is just tension, anxiety and fear. Adam quickly rushes into Jobās space, as he rests a gentle hand on Jobās shoulder in the brief moments between Jobās stuttered explanations.
He takes the chance to wipe the white sweater against Jobās brow, spreading the blood out of his eye more than getting rid of it but easing his own tension at seeing the wound cut deep into the brow instead of something more vital. He canāt hear Job until seconds after he has spoken, everything in Adam concentrated on wiping the blood away that he almost has to return to his body, shoulders achingly tense and body shivering with a bloody sweater fisted in his hand.Ā
āW-we can-.ā But Job answers himself and Adam feels like part of his body shifts, like he isnāt in the room at all, only his body is. He canāt help. He doesnāt know how to help.Ā
Then Job turns sad eyes and cheeks covered in tears towards him and Adam moves as Jobās words wash over him. His shoulders blades feel wound together as he scrambles to his half-packed bag, throws the sweater inside and zips it up, slipping it onto one shoulder and quickly turning and rushing back to Job, grabbing his hand confidently and moving towards the door.
He can do this. Stay with Job. But between confident heartbeats, heās flickering gently, solid, able to hang on, but moments of opacity company a coil of cold in his chest.
As he follows Job swiftly out the door, he doesnāt remember the camera on the nightstand holding all the photos he took; some of tiny brown birds swarmed on the pile of seeds heād set down for them, of plants splashed with different colours newly bloomed or just about to, of old shops with windows cluttered with secondhand items, clothes and figurines and some photos containing parts of him, blurred and spread across the film, but together could form his own shape.Ā
Memories he made himself that he forgets as the door clicks shut behind them.
This doesnāt feel like all the other times heās run and though Jobās mind is too full of sheer panic and terror to realize it at this very moment, it is because this time lacks the burden of someone either trying to soothe him or unable to come with him, watching him leave in a rush while they stay behind. The reason his chest is swelling rather than filling with grief is because, for once, someone not only believes him, but trusts him blindly.
Some part of him wants to turn to Adam as they step out into the parking lot and put his arms around him and thank him and tell him he loves him. Part of him wants his companion to know that this has never happened before and that Job is unbelievably grateful. But a far larger part of him knows every second wasted is another second in which they are in grave danger, and the sentiment will have to be saved for another time.
Adamās hand squeezes tightly in his, Job doesnāt notice the flickering. Heās half-blinded by tears and reckons that must be it. Heās quick to mount Faith, glancing back at Adam only minutely to make sure he situates himself behind him before turning on the engine and speeding off onto the highway.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā * * * * *
It isnāt until the sun hangs tall in the sky, the cooling wind beating over them the only thing to keep his skin of his bare torso from burning, that Job finally pulls up at a lone, dusty gas station by the side of the road. His throat is dry and bitter and his entire body is sore from having maintained the same position for the several hours theyāve been on the road (Job isnāt sure, exactly, just how much time itās been -- but itās been long enough). He brings Faith to a halt by the pumps and stills her engine, stiff as he finally releases the handles and sits upright. Pink and swollen eyes do not turn to look at Adam -- but he does give the back of his hands, wrapped around Jobās middle, a small pat before stepping off.
Nick Cave | Come into my Sleep
roinnte:
She nods silently and walks out and around the barn to the spigot on the outside of the barn, snatching a bucket and water on the way. She sets the bucket under the tap and turns it on, then she heads up her tower, grabbing the dish soap from inside before heading down again. Itās when sheās halfway down the steps that she didnāt argue against doing what he said. She stomps down the rest of the steps.Ā
Sheās often caught off guard by kind people. Sheād rather people were mean to her so she knew where she stood with them. With kind people she complies to quickly and then spends the rest of the time waiting for the other shoe to drop. She justifies Jobās kindness with her having agreed to pay him as she adds the dish soap into the bucket, bringing it back into the barn and picking up a rag on the way.
āIāll clean it from now on, you just show me how.ā She makes to grab the phone as she sets the bucket between them.
āJust shine it down here... yeah, right there. Thanks.ā Once Job is done directing her, he leans down, soaks the rag up in soap water, then leans back over the hood as he cleans dirt and mud off the carburetor -- all the while doing his best to make sure Best gets a good view of what heās doing. He speaks over his shoulder but doesnāt turn to look at her again, wanting to make sure he does a good job.
āSo how longāve you been doinā this?ā

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singingrass:
hear yee hear yee: i am starting a new day job tomorrow which means iām not going to be as available on here for a while!!! i wonāt be around to answer messages as frequently as i have been and though things are generally going to run on a queue i am still going to favor some threads over others. same goes for wesā blog (though the activity there is a mess to begin with). please stay tuned as i figure my shit out!
eyup iām pretty much getting my ass handed to me and i still have my big commission to work on this weekend. my apologies to people waiting for replies and/or starters -- hopefully i can find a few spare hours to do those sometime on saturday.