I Need To Do Some Grinding On My Apex Battlepass But After That I’m Gonna Try To Write, Focusing Probs

* brighton rock prompts

brighton rock is a novel by graham greene. tw: suicide, murder, death. 

‘ it broke my heart. ’

‘ you think about it and you dream about it. ’

‘ this is my home. ’

‘ go on. eat.’

‘ give me a gun. ’

‘ take it or leave it. ’

‘ chocolates? ’

‘ help yourself, kid, if you’re hungry. ’ 

‘ meaning who? ’ 

‘ i’m all right. hungry. that’s all.’

‘ have you seen a doctor? ’

‘ you’re sick. ’

‘ i’ve got a headache. ’

‘ why don’t you leave me alone? ’

‘ i’m scared for you. ’

‘ we can talk there. ’

‘ i’m not sick. ’ 

‘ you call it being alone? ’

‘ why did they do it? ’

‘ i wish i’d killed myself. ’

‘ you want to lie down a bit and rest. ’

‘ wherever you go, i’ll go too. ’

‘ and if i don’t want to live… ’ 

‘ nobody asked questions. ’

‘ and how do you live now? ’

‘ that’s murder, too. ’   

‘ you look awful. ’  

‘ i want to lie down alone. ’  

‘ do they have sundaes? ’ 

‘ i know a good place. ’ 

‘ you better be. ’

‘ well, we’ll be safe now. ’ 

‘ mind if i sit down? ’        

‘ you wrote it, didn’t you. ’

‘ got a friend? ’

‘ you’ve got guts, haven’t you? ’ 

‘ give me time. ’

‘ why should that poor kid want to die? ’   

‘ you don’t want to leave me, do you? ’

‘ it sounds crazy. ’

‘ like we always was. ’

‘ i don’t know. i didn’t sleep last night.’

‘ i’ll go. i’m not scared. ’

‘ what are we going to do? ’

‘ i wanted some fresh air. ’ 

‘ that’s nothing. ’

‘ they’re all i’ve got. ’

‘ you’re all right. ’

‘ why, that’s a nice speech. ’

‘ i wouldn’t trust myself. ’ 

‘ what more can you do? ’

‘ it’s urgent. ’ 

‘ just wait awhile. ’

‘ i’ve got my friends. ’

‘ it’s dangerous. ’ 

‘ i’m going to die. i’m scared. ’ 

‘ but why? ’

‘ sometimes. ’

‘ i don’t want any trouble. ’

‘ we got scared for nothing. ’

‘ celebrate what? ’

‘ i know what love is. ’ 

‘ got the time? ’  

‘ come outside. ’

‘ i don’t smoke. ’

‘ a cheery soul. ’ 

‘ you’re too old for this life. ’ 

‘ don’t talk so much. ’

‘ you can’t miss it, can you? ’

where else can you find me?  i tend to be all over the place, spending time wherever i have the most muse on a given day. should you want to follow me elsewhere, here’s a list of all of my currently active blogs:

bigaoneun:  kang si-u, an original character created for ghost’s undercity (he does have other verses though!). an anxious blind boy with a green thumb & a great deal of pent up rage.

byanyan:  byan, an original character created for ghost’s undercity (they will have other verses though!). a fiery teen whose hobbies include kicking your ass & stealing your things, all while wearing a hello kitty backpack.

kienokoru:  takashi “shiro” shirogane of vld canon. multiverse-centric, but canon verses do exist now.

holowitted:  elliot “mirage” witt of apex legends canon. multiverse loveable dumbass.

dayanghan:  multifandom multimuse featuring muses from apex, fantastic beasts, frozen, & more. PLUS an oc of mine, baek minjoon, (previously at yosulbujog) an original character created for a modern setting. an apathetic witch who prefers gaming over witchcraft & makes a living as a streamer.

‘how do i interact with you’

write me a starter. send me an ask. punch me in the fucking face i don’t care just write with me

@grimesucker​:  ( x )

IT’S FINE - dox has spent his OWN time lying on the floor, a handful of various objects floating above him under the influence of his magic - a mushroom, a ball of moss, loose petals from a flower ; like a druidic mobile . the items remain floating even as dox turns attention towards shiro, returned from what was meant to be a simple errand run ;

                     “ s’okay. time is fake. it means nothing to the trees, it means nothing to me.                                                               —were you at the bakery again ?”

  padding across the room, eyes on the objects floating above dox, one of shiro’s ears simply twitches to acknowledge that he’s heard the response. ---THEN a half-second later, the question brings him to a screeching halt, his gaze snapping to dox, looking both STARTLED and perhaps a bit found out.

     ‘ what? --no. ’  the answer is immediate, and shiro internally curses himself for reacting on that denial instinct. it only makes him sound more guilty. in an effort to LESSEN his obviousness, he continues;  ‘ the bakery’s nowhere near where i had to go, why would i... ’

trailing off, allowing the words the HANG in the air like dox’s ball of moss, he realizes it’s no use. dox sees right through him and already knows that yes, he went to stare at the cute bakery boy again. conceding, though not without some embarrassed irritation, the werewolf puffs an exhale through his nose and moves to stand over the prone shaman, DROPPING a bundle of herbs onto his chest.

     ‘ --just take your coltsfoot. ’

I just wrote & lost a whole long post about this but. basically I went to ovw to try to have some fun bc my day is hard sucking and instead the one game I play, I'm focused LIKE THIS all game and my team doesn't fucking notice.

i take loyalty very seriously

@widespreadroots​  //  velum.  (x)

Velum listened to Shiro, and empathy tugged at her heart as he spoke. There was a weight behind his words that Velum would never truly understand; secrets that Shiro kept just to make sure everyone else was comfortable… With a small, comforting chirp, she crawls into his lap and envelops him in her wings. He didn’t have to tell her anything he didn’t want to, but, she felt that this was the least she could do for her dear friend. A silent way of letting him know she was there, and would be there, whenever he needed it.

  sudden weight in his lap managed to take him by surprise; he hadn’t, at least on the SURFACE, meant much by the words beyond a statement on how no one’s life is perfect and that... well, there WAS a lot that could go wrong. he hadn’t been speaking of his own  ---  and yet, maybe subconsciously he HAD been.

blinking, he peered down at velum, his surprise quickly wearing away to something softer. a smile spread, though small, and appreciation showed itself clearly in his eyes. arms slid around his small friend, returning the hug, one hand raising to sort of PET along her head.

     “ thank you, ”  he spoke in a murmur, the moment now hitting him HARDER than he’d initially intended, and quite abruptly so. there was a clench in his chest, but having velum there... it was a comfort.  “ you’re a good friend, you know that? ”

grimesucker‌.

a TILTED grin cracks across his expression , the mender looking ALL-TOO SMUG as he reminisces a GOOD NIGHT ; it’s not OFTEN that he indulges in booze , but it’d been a GOOD BOTTLE & GOOD COMPANY—

slinging on his jacket , adjusting the collar & smoothing the fabric over weapon straps , dox peeks back towards fifteen with a raised brow—kettle , meet pot .

                                                        “ sure am . i’m ABOVE house rules.                                                                        —wanna come along ?”

  shiro MATCHES the raised brow with one of his own, though his expression weakens some when the offer comes for him to join. he WAS just going to sit up and try to find something to watch or reread those old astronomy books for the hundredth time, but... going out sounds better. more of a DISTRACTION from the thoughts keeping him awake.

     “ yeah. ”

a nod, a quick pat to ensure his knife is still strapped into place, and he hurries to the door. only THEN does he seem to hesitate.

     “ ...where are we going at this time of night, exactly? ”

shieldedchild​.

@kienokoru​

“Hey, Shiro? Have you ever considered, Idunno.. accessorizing your arm? Maybe try some pastels instead of emo-gray?”

     “ ...i’ve never really thought about it. the idea is kind of... ”  frowning as he contemplates, his gaze drops to the prosthetic.  “ ...a brighter colour would only draw more attention to it. ”

ALRIGHT. in between some gaming and a quick outing i’ve been working on a new theme. most of my day went in to it and i think it’s OFFICIALLY FINISHED. thank god lmfao

that said, i’m really pleased with the results? :’>