#psychewrote

[calledkore-archived]

@psychewrote​ (for Florence) // ❤

THE BLOOM ROOM. Persephone stood on the sidewalk for a good ten minutes, simply staring at the window display of the flower shop, as if the blooms and buds within might offer her some sort of ADVICE on this sort of thing. The flowers remained neutral on the topic, however, unsurprisingly not wanting to get involved in any sort of discussion between mother and daughter.

There's another one. That was all that had been running through the goddess' mind since she had found out about this sister, yet another of her mother's demigod offspring. It seemed that her mother took her job as a fertility goddess far more seriously than her daughter had -- joining the rest of the Olympians in single-handedly rearing an entire generation into the world... only to abandon them, to leave them to fend for themselves out there.

They should have considered themselves fortunate.

Pushing into the small shop, Persephone shut her eyes briefly as the cloyingly sweet scent of too many flowers in too small a space washed over her. It was... quaint. Just her mother's style, if she were being honest, though she didn't feel as if Demeter had been there in some time. Feigning curiosity in the flowers on display, Persephone made her way through the shop, humming a tune softly to herself in an attempt to seem as if she weren’t sizing up her newest family member.

#psychewrote #❁DON'T ASK WHERE BROTHER DON'T ASK WHEN || verse.UNDETERMINED #[ slowly collects a herd of demeter's kids ] #[ hope this is okay! ]

[luansthoughtsandstuff]

Mit 11 dachte ich ich werde meine Jugendweihe (13) nicht erleben.

Mit 13 dachte ich ich würde meinen 16 Geburtstag nicht erleben.

Mit 16 dachte ich ich werde meine Schulabschluss nicht erleben.

Und jetzt, nachdem ich all diese Sachen erreicht habe, weiß ich nicht wann ich gehen werde und das ist ja auch gut. Aber ich weiß dass ich mich ,egal wie lange es noch dauern wird, umbringen werde. Ich alleine werde für meinen Tod verantwortlich sein und es ist okay für mich. Ich habe mich damit abgefunden. Habe es schon mit mir selbst ausgemacht. Habe schon viele Pläne gegemacht für jede mögliche Situation. Und ich will auch nicht dass manche Leute dann traurig sind, eher im Gegenteil. Ich meine ich habe es mir doch schlussendlich selber ausgesucht zu sterben. Klar ist das selbstsüchtig, aber meine Freunde und Familie waren mir ja sowieso immer egal. Ich meine immerzu habt ihr nun ein Problem weniger und außerdem bin ich glücklich gestorben also müsst ihr auch gar keine Schuldgefühle machen.. Und ich werde auch nach meinem Tod weiterhin glücklich sein. Ich hab da jemanden der schon viel zu lange auf mich warten muss. Doch an diesem einen Tag werde ich wahrhaftig glücklich sein den ich darf sie wiedersehen. Ich weiß nicht wann es soweit ist, aber es könnte schon morgen sein aber vielleicht auch erst in 2 Jahren oder in 15 Jahren. Keine Ahnung was ich mit der ganzen Zeit anfangen soll, aber das wissen nur die Sterne.

#tw suicude #psychewrote #psychisch krank #psychischegesundheit #psychische störung #psychische krankheit #suizit #suizigedanken #psychischer schmerz #psychischebelastung #mentale gesundheit #psyche #suizid #trauma #traurigertext #text #langer+text #nachdenklich #triggering content #life #lebenszeit

[serenitystored-a]

@psychewrote​

“nuh-uh, no way! I went into the spooky lair first LAST TIME. it’s your turn, irma!”

#psychewrote #cornelia / interactions

[caelestiial]

@psychewrote​ //  sc.

“i  think  it  could  be  worse.” he  remarked  ,  a  mere  shrug  of  aaron’s  shoulders. school  always  seemed  so  hectic  and  he  knew  it  must  be  awful  for  cady  being  new  and  all.  "you’ve  got  to  take  each  day  as  it  goes  ,  you  know..”a  brief  pause  for  a  moment ,  finally  getting  to  his  point.  “so  ,  how  did  you  do  on  that  test?  i  think  i  did  pretty  well.”

#𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐬 ;; answers #psychewrote

[betweenthesinnersandthesaints]

@psychewrote​ liked for a starter from Penelope for Philippa!

“I do not care if Mother thinks green is a melancholy color. For once I’d like a dress that was not yellow, orange, or red,” Penelope mumbled to herself before looking guiltily up at Philippa. “You look nice, sister.”

#psychewrote #Never Be More Than Passably Attractive: Penelope Interactions #closed starter

[unelectedofficial]

✧･ﾟ  @psychewrote​  asked  :          🔥🔥

     1.  this  isn’t  unpopular  at  all  ,  but  it  annoys  me  so  much  when  people  will  just  continually  follow  you  on  new  blogs  even  after  you  keep  blocking  them  .  someone  doesn’t  need  to  give  you  a  reason  for  blocking  ,  but  it’s  especially  annoying  when  the  reason  you’re  blocking  them  is  bc  they’re  breaking  their  own  rules  by  following  you  .

     2.  it  always  had  felt  weird  when  people  make  posts  about  getting  no  interactions  but  also  never  reach  out  to  others  /  respond  when  people  reach  out  .  rp  is  a  two  way  street  and  i  feel  like  it’s  weird  to  publicly  post  complaints  when  they  make  no  effort  either  .

#psychewrote #✧･ﾟ → ANSWERED / ❛ 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦 ❜

[pcsitivibee]

positivity for psychewrote : positivity for @psychewrote! czarina’s blog is so fantastic and i just love seeing the content that she makes on my dash :) it’s so nice to see all of her muses (and there is a RANGE - all of which are written beautifully, by the way) and to see her thoughts on all of them. her writing is phenomenal and she genuinely is so incredibly intelligent that it’s an honor to interact and see it on my dash most days!

#🐝・゜゜・bee positive! #psychewrote

[treppenwitzz]

«        see,    that's    where    you    got    it    wrong.        »        the    mona    lisa's    smile    on    orla    sargent's    lips    is    no    small    warning    :    it    is    wide    &    pretty    in    the    same    fashion    as    a    field    of    tulips,    unsettling    under    the    right    light.    innocuous    and    yet    far    greater    than    one    would    expect.    «        time    is    not    a    line,    babe.    it's    more    like,    a    vibe.        »           

@psychewrote​    :    FRANZISKA    &    ORLA.

#psychewrote #ORLA SARGENT writings . #when the local psychic tries to explain a very..... vague concept to you #hope it works for you op ! #Q.

[theblckheir]

       his voice makes her shoulders jump a little, not   knowing that the room she’d walked  ---  rather, barged into was already occupied.   ❝  some peace and quiet,  ❞   she mumbles under her breath with a quick glance at sirius. when word had gotten around that there was a spy in the order, emmeline knew one of their first suspicions would have been her. and she couldn’t really blame them, she supposed; if she wasn’t who she was, she probably would’ve suspected someone that came from close ties to the death eaters, too. but emmeline was exactly who she was, and knowing some of the members still didn’t trust her even after she’d proven her loyalty time and time again made her feel awful.   ❝  nothing that you alone can give me, black.  ❞

             atmosphere  is  rancid  these  days,   something  acidic  in  the  air  that  burns  your  throat  and  can’t  be  washed  away.   it’s  betrayal,   it  lingers,   it  breaks  the  foundations  of  trust  like  an  insidious  poison,   it  is  slowly  breaking  them  all  apart,   past  angers  seeking  their  teeth  in  their  heart      /      a  storm  is  brewing  but  he’s  never  been  afraid  of  thunder,   he  can  weather  it.   teeth  dig  into  his  teeth,   hues  upon  the  sadness  on  her  features,   upon  the  worry  that  exists  and  he  knows  what  causes  it.         ❝  that’s  how  we  call  it  now,  huh  ?  peace  and  quiet.  ❞         gracefully,   fingers  pull  a  chair,   facing  her  as  he  lays  back,   tilt  of  his  head  as  gaze  observes  her.   the  weight  upon  her  shoulders  is  familiar,   it  is  the  same  he  bears,   the  unending  need  for  them  to  prove  themselves      (  over  and  over  again  ).   it  becomes  tiring,   he’s  always  felt  their  gazes  upon  him      &&      he  had  chosen  not  to  care  but  with  the  rumor  spreading,   with  the  rumor  spreading,   he  feels  so  utterly  isolated,   left  to  fend  for  himself.         ❝  i  can’t  stand  the  suspicion  when  they  look  at  me.  ❞         no  one  has  ever  called  him  diplomatic  before.

@psychewrote : continued.

#psychewrote #first war verse. #( i like this :) )

[dirtymercy]

@psychewrote / YELENA & CECIL ( from x )

  the attempt to hide her amusement behind the teacup   had failed, obviously. lena could tell that he’s been wanting to ask her that question for the past half hour now and had been silently wondering if he would eventually decide to.   ❝  oh, nothing,  ❞   she says as the teacup hits the surface of the saucer with a soft clink, the smile still not lost on her features.   ❝  i was simply wondering how you’ve managed to sit there and scowl for such a long while. it appears as if you’re a small child deprived of a sweet.  ❞   this, however, was not a sight that was new to her  —  lena was just hoping for one of his lighter moods that afternoon, but his usual self still managed to make her smile, nonetheless. ❝  do afternoon tea and biscuits bore you now, cecil ?  ❞

   So Cecil Lovegood wasn’t exactly known for his cheerful disposition, and it was rather the opposite, if he were known for anything at all. Many claimed that he and his elder brother had been switched at birth ( as if it were possible with nearly two years standing between them ) but in many ways it was not so off the mark. He acted older, more stodgy at least, and though he did smile often enough, they were sometimes a little more malicious than good natured, as opposite to the amused one Lena had failed to hide. He crossed his legs widely in the wired chair that matched the rest of the furniture on the back terrace, his arms draped in his lap. “I assure you it is neither tea, nor biscuits, nor you --” he added pointedly, brows raising to punctuate his words, “-- that bores me. I suppose you may blame it on this : my father has returned to Redditch to preside over some court matters, Apollo in tow.” And he did not bring me, he added silently. 

#psychewrote #x. cecil lovegood #x. cecil lovegood / thread

[calledkore-archived]

@psychewrote​ asked: ♗ for florence :')

Send me a ♗ and I’ll use my icon style to make an icon of your muse // accepting !!

#psychewrote #❁TAKE IT FROM A WOMAN OF MY AGE || answered #❁A ONE GIRL GREEK CHORUS || ooc #she's so pretty I got a little carried away

[strikestarted]

@psychewrote​ liked for a lyrical starter from david for sarah

“We’ll regret it when we’re old, with wrinkled up skin.”

#( * starter / david. ) #psychewrote

[ferarum]

@psychewrote​ (from here):

       ❝  you climb so slow, misha. i thought you had   stronger leg muscles from having to throw and lift me all the time on the ice.  ❞   a quick glance is spared over her shoulder as she continues upward, chuckling softly. lilia wouldn’t call herself a camping person and she was sure she’d be whining about insects some point soon, but she did enjoy getting fresh air from the hike. they spent far too much time in enclosed spaces.   ❝  if this was a sport, we would not be champions.  ❞

it was ridiculous. he was an athlete, he exercised more hours per day than he slept. it didn’t make sense for him to be that breathless as lilia and him climbed following the trail through the woods.                                    “ my legs and arms are strong ,  but it seems that my lungs can’t keep up with them ”      he laughed, forcing himself to pick up the pace so they’re side by side.                                         “ we definitely wouldn’t ,  but that’s ok. at least we’re champions on our sport.  however ,  if i knew that we’d have to hike this much to get to the camping place ,  i would’ve suggested a spa instead of a camping trip ”

#psychewrote #psychewrote ( lilia voronina ) #♡ m. puzakov ( in character ) : threads #♡ queue #♡ m. puzakov ( arc ) : main

[unelectedofficial]

✧･ﾟ  @psychewrote​  asked  :          8, 24, 36 !

8.  favorite  cut  song  from  a  musical      i’ll  spice  things  up  from  my  usual  answer  and  say  that  some  songs  i  really  like  are  making  good  from  wicked  (  of  course  ,  i  couldn’t  resist  soz  )  but  also  when  everything  falls  apart  from  frozen  !!

24.  show  that  shouldn’t  have  been  revived      i  don’t  have  any  super  strong  opinions  (  mostly  due  to  my  own  lack  of  knowledge  )  but  i  think  that  anything  with  bad  origins  really  shouldn’t  be  brought  back  ??

36.  show  where  you’re  way  more  impressed  by  the  ensemble  than  the  leads      newsies  for  sure  !  the  dancing  literally  makes  the  show  and  we  all  know  j.eremy  j.ordan  can’t  even  dance  so  they  quite  literally  are  carrying  the  banner  the  show  !

#psychewrote #✧･ﾟ → ANSWERED / ❛ 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦 ❜ #thank u for always indulging me with these #:) :)

[pcsitivibee]

positivity for psychewrote : @psychewrote is an icon and honestly all of their muses are written so so SO well! i admire her so much and her presence on my dash always brightens my day. her posts and headcanons are filled with so much thought and care and it’s so apparent to those reading it. the effort put into world building is lovely to see and i’m just so honored to be mutuals!

#🐝・゜゜・bee positive! #psychewrote

[prophezeiung]

@psychewrote​​   ›   camilla   ›   “  you  deserve  more  than  i  can  give  you.  ”   ›   misc angst sentence starters ( accepting )

          it’s  a  lie,  which  they  both  know,  though  her  telling  it  as  if  she  meant  it  makes  it  special  still.  she  means  to  comfort  him,  lessen  the  blow  of  something  inevitable  and,  honestly,  expectable.  if  they  should  judge  their  feelings  by  what  they  deserve  in  the  first  place,  there  was  no  chance  for  him  to  begin  with;  if  he  should  judge  anything  by  what  he  deserved  perhaps  he  would’ve  never  lived  out  his  time  at  hampden  the  way  he  did,  or  perhaps  it’s  exactly  the  sort  of  divine  punishment  he’s  had  coming.  if  her  words  mean  to  deter  his  heart  from  the  path  it’s  going  down  since  he  met  her,  it  won’t.  but  even  veiled  by  kindness  and  subtlety,  her  intensions  aren’t  hard  to  decypher  —  though  that  makes  them  no  less  harder  to  accept.  maybe  part  of  it  is  true,  although  the  other  way  around  it  might  be  even  truer,  yet  the  driving  voice  inside  him  is  malicious,  almost  depraved  in  casting  all  justifiable  doubt  aside  in  order  to  have  what  it  wants.

          “ but  we  don’t  always  get  what  we  deserve,  do  we? ”  don’t  mistake  the  lack  of  weight  in  his  voice  for  passivity;  he  really  always  has  been  more  observant  than  he  looks,  though  his  reluctance  isn’t  hidden,  either.  “ i’ve  made  my  peace  with  that,  how  else  would  we  live  with  ourselves. ”

#psychewrote #( many thoughts on richard's take on camilla and i hate all of it so much i'm so sorry ) #( but we can pretend this is a 'u dont like me u like the idea of me' conversation and it's all gonna turn for the better ) #𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐧 › general › the bystander