❛ oh ! um — no thank you ? i went earlier& don’t really have the PEE URGES right now , so . . . ❜ pain know these veins well & you are not unfamiliar with the concept of DEATH& still you exude LIGHT . sing your prayers to the moon each night , on your knees & clutching your heart , & in the morning wake with a RENEWED HOPE : holiness pours from you in form of OPTIMISM, in form of something that does not FEARthe walking dead, & so other approaches you ( take note of the light contained behind dark eyes ) & you let yourself be bright once more . ( dreamer , you are not a ruler but the dead crumble beneath the weight of your light & pray for your forgiveness anyway . )❛ i’m glad you’re so CONCERNED, though ! you don’t really find that in people these days . ❜
‘ oh , you’re funny as SHIT , kid !’
you laugh , && it tastes bitter like the blood you have tasted more often than not . your heart has been trained to never know the difference between FRIEND && FOE , to sit beating in your chest , to threaten to break your ribs in the hopes of taking yourself hostage . you have always remained so SILENT in your hell - but this isn’t just yours ;THIS IS EVERYONE ’ S . the gun is pulled from your waistband , set to AIM at the end of your steady arm at the child who stands before you - this world drives people to insanity , societal normality PAST ITS KNEES&&THROUGH THE GROUND( cry , HOWL to the moon , for you have become THE WOLF , && shed the SHEEP ’ S CLOTHING you have spent so long knitting to cover your bones ) . you are shrouded in darkness ; you have no time to be blinded by the light .
‘ my point IS- what the FUCK you doin’ standin’ next to my HOUSE ?’
heyo! my name's spencer! i'm 17 & from england. i go to college & i have a part time job, so please be patient with me! i also have a few mental health issues, but i'm trying my hardest! my inbox & ims are always open to anyone, whether it's to plot, ask questions, or just to chat! if you ever need to talk to someone, hit me up! i'm always here to help!
rules : personal
O N E -- no drama or hate, and no vagueblogging. i have severe anxiety and a delusional disorder, and i will unfollow you without warning if you vagueblog, even if it’s not about me (i may think it is). T W O -- please tag your triggers. this is quite a triggering blog, and i will tag accordingly with ’trigger //’ (tell me if i don’t tag something & i’ll fix it), and i’d be extremely thankful if you did the same! my specific triggers are: abuse, food, eating disorders, self harm, jump scares, ableism, and suicide. T H R E E -- if you have a problem with me, please tell me outright. it’d ease my mind massively & help me improve myself! i’m autistic & i struggle with intentions, implications, and tones of speech. i might mess up! i’m human! but i want to fix my mistakes. F O U R -- feel free to ask questions about me or my muse. i love to have the opportunity to inform & explain, and even to build more upon my character!
rules : roleplay
O N E -- please tag your nsfw. i don't roleplay it myself, & i don't particularly want it coming up on my dash. however, i'm not removing the possibility of kate having sex within relationships, and i don't want to limit ships because of this - i'm okay with fade to black/time jumps. T W O -- no godmodding. this includes playing my muse for me, or badly hurting or killing my muse without my permission. T H R E E -- kate’s timeline is very flexible. i can adapt it to most fandoms without the need for aus, as long as they're modern-ish (within about 30 years of the current year). F O U R -- this is a multifandom blog. i'm familiar with a lot of fandoms, and i'm more likely to follow/interact you if i'm familiar with your character's fandom & backstory. F I V E -- mun =/= muse. kate may do/say things that can be considered morally questionable/wrong. i, in no way, condone these acts. S I X -- memes, opens, and starter calls are open to anyone unless specified. i reserve the right not to reply if for any reason i do not want to. S E V E N -- i am so up for pre-established relationships. seriously. come @ me bro.
kate’s nomadic , travelling from place to place , mindlessly searching. she picks up girls in bars , drinks her pain away , laughs & shouts. under all of that ? she’s deeply depressed , traumatised. yeah , maybe she’s scared of getting close to people - SO WHAT ?
the scientist drew her in , tore her apart && put her back together in the wrong order. call it stockholm syndrome , call it trauma - he became her father. he trained her , extensively , turned her into a killer for his twisted cause , & died. & she misses him. kate’s a murderer , plain & simple - she goes from place to place to place to find people. somehow , it’s not her. it’s a hollow person , a vessel for his memory , a shell of a being. SHE DIED IN THAT LAB.
kate’s still in catholic high school , still being abused by her father , still using the excuse of boxing to get away with bruises & broken bones , still attempting to keep away from people who might suspect something. they all think she’s cool , because she’s always beat up & always swears & doesn’t give a shit what anyone thinks - she gets invited to parties ; she drinks & smokes & takes whatever people give her , stumbles home in the hopes that her father is already asleep. SUICIDALLY RECKLESS TEEN.
the night dylan’s parents kicked him out , & kate’s parents found out she was gay , her father got a job in america. he says it was a coincidence , but kate knows it wasn’t. the whole family move to america , & they shove her into a school there - say this is a new start ! that they can start over ! as if the move would cure her. but her father is , if anything , worse than he was back home. they’re not close to anyone in the u.s. , no one’s checking up - he’s free to hurt her however he wants , almost without question. & she’s TRAPPED UNDER HIS THUMB.
