Month: August 2018

It wasn’t cold out, the breeze warm and fragrant as it ruffled her hair. Still, Dahmer pulled her jacket tighter. The weather didn’t matter, she couldn’t seem to get warm for the life of her. She should go home, she knew that, but there were less questions in the park at 2am. 

Of course, it was nearly impossible to be alone anywhere in a city, no matter the effort she put into it.

“I’m fine,” she said softly, her tone a little emotionless. It was a lie, but most people never pressed past those two little words.

Adulting things I did today after work::

Took out some trash
Actually cooked something other than ramen, easy mac, or a bagel. 

Now to eat the spaghetti and probably make gifs cuz I owe no replies

Unless anyone wants a starter????

rustandglass·:

“Do you really think that’ll happen to me?”

Jayne wanted to believe in at least the hope of it, but it was hard for him with everything he’d been through in his life in terms of his own loss and grief. Even if there was a chance he could come back, that wouldn’t bring back any of his family with him.

“I can hope. Mom might raise all kinds of hell if you’re taken away forever. She’s…protective.”

It was an understatement, honestly. His grandfather had taken him to meet his grandmother once and his mom had freaked out. He hadn’t been allowed to be alone with grandpa Ike after that one.

mythsandmonsters·:

“That’s where the unknowns come in. Anything from certain experienced emotions leaving a residual sensation on the particular topic they’re attached to, right up to similar mental health issues to what Jack experiences in the long term, and by that, I mean hallucinations and such. The kind that don’t fade unless managed with medication like Jack has.”

Saying outright that doing this could render Chance more or less stuck with symptoms of schizophrenia wasn’t entirely accurate. Only an actual medical diagnosis could decide on that, but Cam figured a cautious approach was necessary in any case, given Chance’s already colourful history.

“What I’m saying is that you need to weigh up every possibility, including involving other people in this, because if something does go wrong, you losing your shit and trying to hurt family members again is not in anyone’s best interest, including yours. Do you understand?”

“What are the odds of me being forced to endure guilt over anything I’ve done outside of what I did to Jack and Manson?”

He wasn’t too terribly worried about losing control. He trusted Sera to keep him in line if nothing else. Of course, he also wasn’t calling to warn Sera that this was a possibility because the thought never crossed his mind. 

“Do it. If I’m not likely to feel guilt over everyone I’ve killed, then just do. it.”

mythsandmonsters·:

Kellen nodded, clearly looking uncomfortable about being around Chance in general, but he had a tendency to crumble even more at the slightest hint of anyone talking to him in a manner that made him feel small or useless (no thanks to Jericho’s years of talking down to him and eroding his confidence in the first place).

“Yeah. Yeah, I’ll go get them…” he faltered, starting to make a move to just leave and remove himself from his discomfort.

After a moment, he moved closer to the boy and awkwardly patted him on the shoulder. He knew what Jericho had put the kid through, knew he had personally done worse to his own kids, but he was trying. 

“Just go to your mother’s. Whatever is about to go down, you’ll be safe there. Make sure Avalon gets Jack out of the immediate range of fire. I’m trusting you, don’t make me regret it.”