#thepathetickind

[thepathetickind]

I wish I could stop the thunder in his mind calm down his troubled head

by laurenmaerie, hazily

[betweenthetimeandsound]

--prompt from @thepathetickind

You make love to me on a night so cold, the frost broke the glass and exposed the delicacy this wretched world. The periwinkle sheets only unveil violets we had left to dry; pink lace faded to bleach-white cotton only mocks our habit towards persuasion.

A stray candle dances on the nightstand, but it hesitates on whether to expose what secrets we still have to keep when we separate and return to the cocoon of our wings. The longest night of the year feels endless, but what will be of the future, where the streetlights go out and we lie to ourselves?

[rythmicjea]

time cracks like ice

A Riverdale micro fanfiction based on @thepathetickind january writing prompts | weekly 04 "time cracks like ice".

The fissures started long before. But his voice, the color television, the flood of memories breaks the protective wall around his mind. Rebuilding it is impossible. He can’t. He won’t.

In the movie theater, he lets himself fall into whirlpool of happiness. A montage curated for maximum joy. He imagines going outside. Confronting his past. What it would look like if he tried to convince them to coexist. But there is no good-bye kiss. The town’s guardian angel is only a figment of his overactive imagination.

The concept of time cracks like ice all around them. Some weather the change better than others. Their new reality feels more surreal. Can life be so simple? Is it as easy as getting up and putting one foot in front of the other?

The horn of Archie’s jalopy blares and a new memory is once again triggered. Labor Day. A swimming hole. Camping.

She’s sitting next to him demurely watching the landscape blissfully go by. He watches as raven strands escape the perfect coif. He maps out the profile of her face. Young with a lifetime behind her coquettish gaze.

Her lips are soft, but his kiss is not. It’s not a kiss from an unsure, inexperienced teenager. It’s longing and desperate. A plea for a second chance. A promise that it’ll be different. They’ll get it right this time.

Steam from one of their missing memories curls around them. Eyes dark as night are looking into him. An easy smile brightening the dreary late November day. The words hover on his lips. An image he’s supposed to recognize eludes him. She fits perfectly under his chin and her orchid perfume fills his senses. He misses the knowing look in a set of blue eyes or the nudge to the driver. All he can do is look at the small hand, with the dark purple nail polish, on his knee and think - When did he fall in love?

[alexa-the-writer]

Two shadows fall but never touch,

Never meet,

Never yearn.

But you and I,

We are

Forever colliding

At a distance.

(First line is from a February collection prompt by @thepathetickind on instagram )

[thepathetickind]

what do you think about when the first snow falls? I remember your heartbeat right next to mine, snowflakes fill the sky and the sound of footsteps in freshly fallen snow, hot chocolate after a walk in the freezing cold and the smell of christmas all over the house

by laurenmaerie, mr. winter

[fracturedporcelaindoll]

Beautiful~

what do you think about when the first snow falls?

by laurenmaerie, mr. winter

[thepathetickind]

a thorn in my chest - perhaps I was the one who put it there,

by laurenmaerie, ‘to keep a piece’

[thepathetickind]

the sun was rising just now and my stomach felt sick because I was thinking about how much I want you

by laurenmaerie, bad in love

[thepathetickind]

is it ok that my birthday wish is still your happiness?

by laurenmaerie, another birthday

[thepathetickind]

I get tired from my own thoughts, don't know if I make a step forward, as if I'm walking in the desert,

by laurenmaerie, on my own

[thepathetickind]

the only thing I can do is to wait for the feelings to fade

by laurenmaerie, prologue/ start

[thepathetickind]

I wait for a letter that nobody send

by laurenmaerie, (i am)

[thepathetickind]

when I look at him I wish I could stop the thunder in his mind

by laurenmaerie, hazily

[thepathetickind]

I'm crying without a sound,

by laurenmaerie, in the morning

[thepathetickind]

I was thinking about how much I want you

by laurenmaerie, bad in love

[thepathetickind]

I get tired from my own thoughts,

by laurenmaerie, on my own