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NOTICE : logan , @scintst , & @gnslingr have all been moved over to my new multimuse : @poetrot for the sake of my own sanity ! they may return to their own blogs in due time , but for right now you can catch them over there !
my POETRY is as SWEET as i AM my ROT is as HUNGRY as i AM
independent , moderately selective , active multimuse envisaging canon & original characters . as writ by rowan .
𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍 𝒊 𝒈 𝒉 𝒕 . . . multi-fandom multi-muse of characters from netflix’s lucifer, bbc’s orphan black, & 𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑬 !
❝ 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎. ❞
miller, landon. WYNONNA EARP . . . BBD AGENT/SCIENTIST OC.
long work week ahead, n’ i can’t promise anything activity - wise but i’m going to do my best ! just pls bear with me , it’s gonna be a rough few days .
𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒆𝒏𝒂 :
WILD hues evolve into something relatively TRANQUIL, head angling to the side whilst she studies the blonde stranger in front of her. grip becomes somewhat looser on the sheers in her grasp & a twinge of remorse fills her chest as she swallows roughly. “sorry, sister. i was just . . . . ” words FAIL to find her lips any further for a moment until a single blink is managed, motioning between the two woman. “ -protecting.” the single word is mumbled as her gaze FALLS, mentally KICKING! herself before offering the makeshift weapon to her sibling.
her childlike awkwardness starts to RISE to the service, a small smile emerges upon features towards . . . CLARA, that’s right. “ -nice to . . . meet you. sorry i tried to kill you. ” she offers nonchalantly with a shrug, “ -nothing personal. ” another pause, “ you seem like nice girl . . . PRETTY. i hope we can be friends. ” a minuscule smile still present as feet shuffle beneath her. “ -like you & my sister. ” words are stated before glancing up at logan, “ ‘s correct? ” a brow raised, OBLIVIOUS to the degree of which the two’s relations were ENTWINED.
𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 , though logan doesn’t make any effort to ASSUAGE IT - this all certainly hadn’t been the best way for the two women to meet ( logan having already been HESITANT for such a thing to HAPPEN AT ALL ) . hand extends , tenderly taking the scissors from her sister’s hand without ANY SIGN OF A GRUDGE . makeshift weapon is held amongst her fingers with indecision before logan BENDS , placing it atop the glass coffee table with a gentle ‘ CLATTER ’ . feet move the brunette ever so SLIGHTLY CLOSER to her girlfriend , a ginger smile gracing her lips at the NEWFOUND REPOSE settling within their environment .
ASSUMPTION WRIGHTS SHEEPISHNESS upon logan’s features , abashed mahogany hues finding clara as if HOPING she’d have an answer . “ uh . . . not exactly . . . friends ? ” an attempt to EXPLAIN , however obscure . it’s a reasonable assumption , at the very least - she’d said NOTHING to celaena about being in any sort of ENTANGLEMENT prior / this being information she likely SHOULD’VE indulged . “ we’re . . . together . ” lips purse , slightly APOLOGETIC LOOK cast to her sister in recognition of her withholdance . “ i probably should’ve told you . ”
𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑯 𝑶𝑭 𝑨𝑵 𝑶𝑷𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑻 . ( lyric starters originating from the works of grandson . mature & dark themes are present , tread with caution . )
❛ tell me what you’re trying to hide . ❜ ❛ look me in my eyes , tell me everything’s not fine . ❜ ❛ i’ve got a secret i need you to keep . ❜ ❛ beg me for mercy . ❜ ❛ i’m not so brave , & i’m not so smart . ❜ ❛ i’m doing you a favor . ❜ ❛ i did a lot wrong that i can’t make right . ❜ ❛ i can’t cope . ❜ ❛ there’s no difference between you & i . ❜ ❛ there’s no way of stopping this . ❜ ❛ is there anybody out there that’s paying attention ? ❜ ❛ i try to do my part . ❜ ❛ how did we get here ? ❜ ❛ one day i know i’ll regret it . ❜ ❛ i’m in love with the pain . ❜ ❛ idle hands are the devil’s best friend . ❜ ❛ won’t you help me , please ? ❜ ❛ we might not make it ‘til the morning . ❜ ❛ i’m a sick joke . ❜ ❛ we’re stronger when we’re together . ❜ ❛ it’s the same shit , just a different year . ❜ ❛ i’m terrified none of it matters at all . ❜ ❛ i’ve gotta get out of here as quick as i can . ❜ ❛ there’s a knock at your front door . ❜ ❛ beg me for mercy . ❜ ❛ do exactly what you’re told . ❜ ❛ don’t listen to them , you’re not free . ❜ ❛ there’s nobody that can stop me . ❜ ❛ i’ve got one life so i’m gonna live it . ❜ ❛ i don’t want to move on . ❜ ❛ where the fuck do we go now ? ❜ ❛ my heart keeps fucking up the motherfucking plan . ❜ ❛ i’m done playing games . ❜ ❛ nobody make a sound . ❜ ❛ the higher the crime , the harder the fall . ❜ ❛ everybody told me ever since i was young , i should bite my tongue . ❜ ❛ i don’t know where i’m gonna go . ❜ ❛ i will not apologize . ❜ ❛ i think it’s time for a change . ❜ ❛ get down on the ground . ❜ ❛ sometimes the bad guy wins . ❜ ❛ this is my one shot at redemption . ❜ ❛ i’m looking up at rock bottom . ❜ ❛ i don’t want to get left behind . ❜ ❛ is this what you wanted ? ❜ ❛ i wish i’d read the signs better , ‘cause the writing was on the wall . ❜ ❛ i’m just trying to get used to these changes . ❜ ❛ i thought i had the upper hand . ❜ ❛ one day you’ll understand why i pushed you away as i ran . ❜ ❛ what’s your alibi ? ❜ ❛ i’ve gotta get out of this town somehow . ❜ ❛ the bad’s been slowly getting worse . ❜ ❛ what’s your life worth ? ❜ ❛ i’m still trying to find my identity . ❜ ❛ somebody call the doctor ! ❜ ❛ that which you fear is that which you become . ❜ ❛ does any of this pain have meaning ? ❜ ❛ i was in over my head . ❜ ❛ should we just say ‘to hell with it all’ ? ❜ ❛ i’m gonna get away with it . ❜ ❛ you think that you can stop me ? ❜ ❛ this isn’t gonna be some little fix . ❜ ❛ i’m sick of being an optimist . ❜ ❛ don’t resist the temptation . ❜ ❛ we can all be saved . ❜ ❛ i want to feel something . ❜ ❛ i’m feeling all this pressure , it’s a weight on my shoulders . ❜ ❛ i’m looking for the proof that i’m alive . ❜ ❛ all i ever wanted was a little piece & quiet . ❜ ❛ i am the thing you created . ❜ ❛ i’ve tried getting better , did all of the twelve steps . ❜ ❛ if you love me , let me go . ❜ ❛ you deserve all you’ve got coming . ❜ ❛ i spent my last dollar on a motherfucking cab . ❜ ❛ i’ve got no hope , not a sliver . ❜ ❛ sometimes the good things don’t last . ❜ ❛ i’ll do anything for you , just tell me what you need . ❜ ❛ the goodbye is the hardest part . ❜ ❛ i never thought it’d come to this . ❜ ❛ everything will be okay . ❜ ❛ i’ve done bad things to good people . ❜ ❛ i’ve got no self control , it’s the root of my evil . ❜ ❛ if i were you , i wouldn’t love me neither . ❜ ❛ i keep on looking at the world like i’m an optimist . ❜ ❛ we can’t go back . ❜ ❛ have you ever thought that you don’t know it all ? ❜ ❛ i wish you would’ve called . ❜ ❛ save me from myself . ❜ ❛ nobody really cared , so it never really mattered . ❜ ❛ what’s the point in fighting for a happy ever after ? ❜ ❛ i’d rather drop dead . ❜ ❛ don’t give up that easy . ❜ ❛ i can’t keep my shit together . ❜ ❛ life is a bitch , she doesn’t fight fair . ❜ ❛ i want to live for something . ❜ ❛ i want to die for something . ❜ ❛ this won’t last forever . nothing ever lasts forever . ❜ ❛ i think i need some guidance . ❜ ❛ you don’t have to hurt anymore . ❜
i don’t need another oc & nobody asked me for one but i’m doing it anyways.
am i gonna make this one then make another in like 2-3 weeks? probably. should i do that? no. can i handle that? no. do i have the self control to refrain? no.
i don’t need another oc & nobody asked me for one but i’m doing it anyways.
@revnnt said : “ 𝒊 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆. ”
{ ONE NEW VOICEMAIL : → 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚑 . } contact attached to the RED BADGE draws such wariness ‘pon the woman’s features , logan staring down at the phone CLUTCHED ‘tween her fingers with trepidation as thumb hovers over the screen . [ you haven’t talked to her in . . . what , TEN DAYS ? not since your visit to the fire station ‘pon haught’s request — nothing beyond small back - & - forth’s through text , even then being IMPERSONAL & brief . ] pad of logan’s thumb presses down , phone lifted as clara’s voice begins to FILL HER EAR . she’s missed it — OH , GOD , SHE’S MISSED THAT VOICE . voicemail ends FAR sooner than she’d anticipated — merely a brief , URGENT few words that TAPER OFF / as if the other woman had decided that her message was TOO CRITICAL to relay over the phone .
{ “ I NEED YOU TO CALL ME . ” } brows furrow as the voicemail clicks to its end , phone LOWERED for brunette to STARE AT THE SCREEN ; notification now turned dark to ANNOUNCE it had been seen . [ there’s hesitation clear in your eyes , if only for you to process the GREAT NUMBER OF CONCERNS rushing through that head of yours all at once . ( / is she okay ? where is she ? she wouldn’t have called if it wasn’t important . / ) ] THINGS MOVE QUICKLY THEREAFTER , phone navigated ‘til the monotonous sound of a pending call befalls the silence / lifted to her ear as it RINGS .
𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒏 :
“Where’d you come from?” Dean looks over his shoulder to see the other, then turns back to focus on doctoring his coffee. Clearly not too concerned by her being here.
“ 𝒖𝒉𝒉 — the closest place to hell we can reach without dying . ” said with a GRIMACE of a smile as the door swings shut in her wake , logan pressing forwards to GRACELESSLY drop her bag beside the coffee machine . “ — with satan herself , actually . ” there’s a vague WAVE of the dark binder in her hand , seemingly STUFFED TO CAPACITY with files . “ lucado’s office . ”
@expriimnt said : " 𝒊 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆. "
“ i — uh , ” hands that have extended in an effort to PLACATE HER SISTER falter slightly , fleeting , APOLOGETIC glance cast towards their company before eyes once again come to LOCK onto celaena & the pair of scissors she’d seemingly grabbed on her way to the living room . “ she’s fine , she’s fine ! i invited her . ”
the woman can DECIDEDLY ADMIT that having offered for the other woman to come over without any ANNOUNCEMENT hadn’t been the brightest of ideas considering celaena’s DISPOSITION / but with everything that had occurred in the past TWO WEEKS , there had been little to no time to keep clara’s company . it had felt so natural , so THOUGHTLESS , asking clara to DROP BY after work — no consideration given to the possibility of this exact scenario occurring . “ this is clara , she’s not with black badge . she’s good , cel . ” hands LOWER to her sides , a vague gesture made between the two other women . “ clara , this is celaena — i told you about her . ”
normalize not writing everyday.
normalize losing motivation.
normalize smaller blogs.
normalize less notes and reblogs.
normalize lack of inspiration.
it’s okay if you don’t write, post or publish everyday. it’s okay if you don’t feel like finishing that work in progress. it’s okay if you can’t mentally or physically come up with something. it’s okay if you don’t have this many followers, notes, or reblogs. any of this does not define your worth. your value. your talent.
golden rule, support and love others as you’d want to be. don’t be afraid to reach out and self-promoted. it’s okay. it really is.
writing, editing, or creating in general is a hobby for most, maybe a future career. but regardless, it should be enjoyable. make it enjoyable for yourself. you have that ability to.
100 Days of Sarah Manning: Day 86
i should be back to writing both here & on @gnslingr in the next few days, i’m just in a mental rut at the moment + trying to get back into the swing of work.
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Sarah and Helena smiling at each other (◠‿◠✿) @divisn
