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PSA TIME .
I will be gone from the 20th - 26/7th because I will be going to visit my mom for a week! I want to get this blog active again, so when I return please expect replies and replies via asks! Feel free to add me on skype, just tell me who you are please! click on the link for the info
PSA TIME .
I will be gone from the 20th - 26/7th because I will be going to visit my mom for a week! I want to get this blog active again, so when I return please expect replies and replies via asks! Feel free to add me on skype, just tell me who you are please! click on the link for the info
mjalti:
no offense but I suck at responding to most messages so please don’t think it’s you. It’s def me.
solace
(ˈsɒl ɪs), noun | 1. One of the most beautiful words to utter and feel in the English language, solace is defined by the state of comfort and alleviation during distressing and sorrowful circumstances. 2. verb | Solace is also defined by the ability to console somebody’s heart, soul and mind. Your words and intentions give them a refuge in this cruel word. A uniquely beautiful word in the English language, its definition coincides with its sound and aesthetic. Uttering the word simply gives you comfort and warmth. (via wordsnquotes)
Matt/Hannah ( butterflyeffct ) 88)
Send me a ship and I’ll tell you…
Who asks the other on dates: Both.Who is the bigger cuddler: They’re both big cuddle bugs. <3Who initiates holding hands more often: Maybe Matt without even thinking about it half the time lol.Who remembers anniversaries: Hannah’s probably better at remembering dates than Matt.Who is more possessive: MATT, omggggg.Who gets more jealous: BOTH.Who is more protective: Matt is super protective of Han.Who is more likely to cheat: Neither I would hope.Who initiates sexy times the most: Probably Matt lol.Who dislikes PDA the most: Neither.Who kills the spider: Matt.Who asks the the other to marry them: Matt would TOTALLY be the one to set up some super sweet and cute proposal for Hannah.Who buys the other flowers or gifts: They both do.Who would bring up possibly having kids: Probably Hannah before Matt.Who is more nervous to meet the parents: Matt was super nervous when it came to meeting Han’s parents, and was even MORE nervous to have HER meeting HIS.Who sleeps on the couch when the other is angry: Matt would sleep on the couch and Hannah would have the bed.Who tries to make up first after arguments: Probably Matt, he hates it when they have disagreements/fights/arguments.Who tells the other they love them more often: I’d say it’s probably pretty even.
I’VE ONLY BEEN active for a couple of days, and - suddenly - I see myself handling over a hundred, admirable penguins on my dash. I decided to write SPECTRE during my journey around Europe - and, even though my activity has been sporadic due to it, I managed to become really fond of this tall, aberrant man, and, as a plus, happened upon (not only) familiar writers, whose skills (and whom’s virtues) continue to fascinate me. All in all, thank all of you who deserve all of the sweets in the world!
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Risen from the dead, but LIKE THIS FOR A STARTER? set in the verse before shit went down tbh, or if you prefer ghost hannah lmk.
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“So Hannah…. what did I heard? Do you like Mister Munroe!?” Josh says with the biggest smirk on his face.
“ Ew..” she says a little too loudly, eyes going miles away from this conversation. “ I mean-- what?”
JACOB.
❝ no, no, no. you’re not stupid. ❞ the snow seeps through his jeans, winter air burning his cheeks. but this brunette built from high bone structures and marble. she’s glorious & even worse, she’s got the same eyes as charlotte did. his thumb brushes against her cheek, staring down at her. pulling away for moments, grabbing his walkie-talkie.
daisy, come in. i need you to prepare a medical kit. and lots of whiskey.
her BODY is disgusting, blood & bones. arms wrap around her pulling her close. he’s SHOCKED that she survived this. eyes flicker to the body of her twin, LONG dead.
❝ i’m JACOB. i hunt wendigo’s up here. that thing i was hunting it was going to kill you… now, i’m going to bring you to where we live. we’ll patch you up and as soon as the snow stops, we’ll find a way to get you home. ❞
“ I..I think I’m gonna be sick..” her eyes prick with hot tears as she lays eyes on beth -- or what was left of her. There’s a knot in her stomach and her throat was closing up. She attempts to grab his attention by getting a hold on his arm but her hands are weakened from the cold, and it probably didn’t do much.
“ You can’t leave her there like some.. DEAD DOG ! “
It comes out in a forced and strained yell, her tears falling hot on her cheeks. She knew she couldn’t fight this man, but the last thing she wanted was the haunting memory of leaving her dead sister behind in this abandoned cave.
She couldn’t care about whatever the fuck he was going on about, the intensity was just now falling down on her; Beth was dead, and she somehow managed to stay alive. How? She didn’t deserve to survive. Beth was the stronger on, she always had been.
006. ’ THESE COLD BONES – SKINWALKER. ’ ( WENDIGO HANNAH.)
“ Like I said..I didn’t want to alarm mom, dad..you or Josh. I..remember waking up near the cabin and I didn’t really ask any questions. I was just thankful to be alive. “ Was she ever. She didn’t know exactly what was up, with the entire..cold skin, wendigo shit but -- she didn’t mind. She didn’t know why Josh and co. had to show up though, because it made things that much more difficult.
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At first she wasn’t looking at him, and that fact that she wasn’t made a rock form in the pit of his stomach. The strain between the two of them was almost unbearable and he hated it. He only had himself to blame for that, however, and so really, he just hated himself. Hannah would be a constant reminder of the friendship he’d fucked up, leaving him with nothing but ‘what ifs’ and ‘would could’ve beens’ He could tell her that he was sorry a thousand times, and it still wouldn’t amount to anything. Then, she was looking at him, and he had to look away. Suddenly he wished that she wasn’t looking at him. Her gaze felt like daggers piercing his skin and he hated it. He shifted a tad bit uncomfortably as her eyes bored into him, and the silence engulfed them. It was almost suffocating and he wanted to say something, but it was also stifling and he couldn’t bring himself to speak again. And then her voice rang out, and cut through to his senses. His dark eyes lifted to try to meet hers through the flurry, and then down to the designer bags he’d lugged all the way up here. His brows knotted together as Emily popped into his head and how the majority of these bags were all hers and the remember that she might as well have been cheating on him with Mike is fresh in his mind again; salt into the wound. ❝Most of those aren’t even mine. They’re Emily’s. I only packed the essentials. I know how to camp, alright?❞ Maybe he sounded a bit snippy just then, but to be fair, Hannah wasn’t exactly being overly friendly with him either, and to top it all off, Emily and Mike hadn’t made things any better. A light sigh passes his lips, and he brings a hand up to rub the back of his neck. This wasn’t how he’d wanted their re-encounter to go. But he also wasn’t sure what he’d even expected. ❝I was talking more about helping you with your knee, but it’s also fucking freezing out here, and Josh isn’t anywhere around. Couldn’t hurt to try to find another way in before everyone else gets here. I don’t feel like standing around and having to listen to them bitch and moan about being cold either.❞
“ I don’t need your help. “ It’s below a scoff and it passes her lips just as she makes her own way to pass him -- to the side of the house. “ The basement is this way, “ It’s an invitation for him to follow and she hopes he does deep down. At least, she needed this. At least she could pretend they were all fine as much as she hated it. How she hated that he was carrying Emily’s things for her -- after everything. One thing was certain; she wasn’t used to being at the other end of Matt’s sharp tone.
She probably deserved it, for her --- no. Regardless, Hannah was DONE apologizing for these people, no matter what it was. The slight pain in her knee subsided and she was back lingering around, not exactly knowing where she was going.
“ So.. did you pack warmer clothes?” her back is still turned to him, too busy trying to find an entryway. She couldn’t wait for whatever the fuck Josh was doing, or want to stand there while they all pooled in slowly to the cabin. It was so fucking awkward and she didn’t know why --- he agreed. She glanced over her shoulder, rolling her eyes almost; she’d asked because she noticed the lack of gloves, hat, winter wear. Did he really forget?
The tension from before slowly began to roll off her shoulders and she seemed fine for now; Matt aside from Sam was one of the two people she said she’d AVOID. the others were just pointless noise that could be easily ignored and she had no problem; these two? She figured they wanted to talk -- when she didn’t want to. GREAT. So, why was she alone with him?
All questions she couldn’t answer herself. “ Okay.. so the fucker is locked. So, I’m gonna need to bust it open with something. or, you could bust it with something..” there’s a pause. Hannah was still terrified of her father finding out she broke a window, more so Matt breaking it. “Or you could lift me up to the roof, I’ll climb to my bedroom and get in through there.” she said it as if it were that easy.
Arms crossed, she took a deep breath and finally turned to him. If you looked real close you could see a vague apologetic look -- -that was gone as soon as you noticed it’d been there in the first place. “ We better hurry before the rest of the ‘gang’ shows up.” Sarcasm.
and the more hurt she gets, the more venomous she grows.
003. You always take it further ( au verse )
“ So.. are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna go inside. “ there’s a momentary pause. “ JOSH wanted me to ask, so, here I am. “ Her eyes don’t stay on the blonde, instead, she holds the door open with one arm -- the light from the inside lighting her sullen features. Yes, she was still very much upset with Sam --- that never changed. Hannah, right now, believed it would NEVER change.
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black butterflies. SO, I ended up being pretty busy but im back, so friends, reach me through IM and skype while I queue up replies and starters.
there’s no shame in just blocking people. there’s no shame in just deleting messages in your inbox that you don’t want to or can’t answer. it’s easy to feel like you have to acknowledge and respond to every person who addresses you on this website but you absolutely do not, and you should not if it’s negatively impacting your mental health.
