[thewailer]

Hello, you lovely people. I’ve missed you all. I wanted to post on here to say that yes, this blog is still inactive & on a continuous hiatus (I have no muse for Lydia). But I am starting to write with some new muses exclusively on discord. If anyone is interested, just add me at toujours debout#3372 . I would love to start RP’ing again. I’ll be writing in some new fandoms too so hit me up. ✌🏼

[thewailer]

Officially putting this blog on hiatus until I get out of this funk. I really feel removed from my muse and tumblr in general rn. Hopefully that changes soon. I think it’s bc I just have so much going on in my life at the minute. I miss you all. And I’ll be back to writing soon 💋

[thewailer]

So I kinda lied. I really didn’t do any drafts yesterday. And tbh I’m not sure I will today. I’m feeling quite overwhelmed & anxious at the moment with everything happening in the news and my own personal life, and it makes me withdraw a bit. It’s effecting my muse too. So rather than sending out shitty replies that I wouldn’t be happy with, I think I’m just going to take a break for a day or two. Love you all!

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       “HAVE YOU SEEN THE RUM?”  THE PIRATE FROWNS, LIFTING UP CRATES AND SACKS, LOOKING FOR THAT ELUSIVE BOTTLE.  HE HARDLY PAYS  any mind to the tall and beautiful woman who is loitering in his space.  jack only goes up to her when he can’t find any drink.  “i say, have you seen the rum?”   @hearhercry  (diana)  /  jack sparrow

[hearhercry]

❝   I   heard   you   the   first   time      ❞   Diana   replies,   arms   folded   firmly   across   a   corseted   chest   as   she   watches   the   gallivanting   man.      ❝   I   moved   the   rum   to   my   cabin.   I   think   it’s   safer   there.   Away   from   your   hands         ❞  

[leneemusing]

misc sentence starters

“  i wish i knew how to talk about it.  ”   “  you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together.  ”   “  i don’t want to be alone anymore.  ”   “  i wish i could hate you.  ”  “  take a seat, we’re gonna be here a while.  ” “  i need you to trust me.  ”   “  i missed/miss you.  ”   “  she/he won’t listen to me.  ” “  let me do this for you. please.  ”   “  is there anything else you want to say to me?  ” “  tell me something happy.  ”   “  promise me.  ” “  i just want/wanted to help.  ”   “  let me explain.  ” “  i didn’t/don’t need you to understand, i just wanted/want you to support me.  ”   “  i’m on your side.  ” “  i’ve got your back, okay? ” “  please, tell me you have a plan.  ” “  stay with me tonight.  ” “  don’t go. please.  ”   “  i’ve been alone for so long i’m afraid i don’t know what it’s like not to be.  ”   “  talk to me.  ”   “  i did what i had to do.  ” “  we can’t keep going on like this.  ” “  i’m just tired.  ” “  i’m scared.  ” “  it’s okay to be afraid. fear can be good. use it.  ” “  it’s better to expect disappointment.  ” “  hope is dangerous.  ” “  i like seeing you smile.  ”   “  you look beautiful.  ”   “  be patient with her/him. they’re trying. ”   “  i’m trying my best and it’s not good enough. it’s never good enough. ” “  i’m starting to think i’m just fucked up.  ”   “  have a drink with me.  ” “  she/he is better off without me. but i guess that’s their choice.  ” “  you can’t dictate what’s best for someone else. ” “  can i help you?  ” “  i thought you’d like this.  ” “  do you wanna get out of here?  ” “  walk with me?  ” “  well, shit.  ”

[kyrumption]

“Meredith is anything but cold. She smiles… not that often, but when she does, you know, because she’s been going through a lot, but it’s… it’s like you feel warm. She’s kind. I mean, she can be a little selfish. She can be. She’s flawed, but she’s kind. She cares about people and she cares about her patients. I think she’s going to be a brilliant surgeon. You know, around here, she’s known as the one to beat.”

[hearhercry]

𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒓𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒆‌

                         ❛  if  that  were  the  case,  you  wouldn’t  he  out  here  hyperventilating,  would  you  ??  ❜  she  asks,  lips  pressing  together  a  moment  as  she  tugged  her  cardigan  around  herself  a  little  more,  arms  folding.   ❛  i  know  we’re  not  quite  at  the  family  stage  of  our  relationship,  but  i’m  willing  to  listen  if  you’re  willing  to  talk.  ❜

              ❝         Hey,   I'm   not      hyper   ━━━      hyper-whatever-ing    !!      ❞         the   female   bites   back,   all   the   while   trying   to   control   her   erratic   breathing.   Hands   tug   at   the   plaid   shirt  ,   pulling    it   a   little   tighter   around   her,   eyes   darting   over   her   shoulder,   before   fixating   again   on   Laura   Hale.   Family.   That   still   didn't   sit   right   with   the   coyote.   ❝   there's   nothing   to   talk   about.   Except   me   being   paranoid.   And   thinking   someone's   after   me   all   the   time...   which   is   all   probably   in   my   head.   Right   ?   it's   in   my   head      ❞   Malia   repeats   her   words   as   if   to   force   herself   into   believing   them.      ❝   it's   nothing   ❞            

[hearhercry]

𝐵𝑜𝒷𝒷𝓎

“THIS  ISN’T  MY  FIRST  RODEO.”  A  MORE  GENUINE  SMILE  FORMS  ON  BOBBY’S  LIPS.  THE  LAST  EARTHQUAKE  HE’D  BEEN  IN  HAD  BEEN  over  a  7  on  the   richter  scale.  and  they  had  gone  against  orders  to  fetch  one  of  their  own  who  had  been  trapped  in  an  underground  parking  garage.

“don’t  worry,  meredith.  we  will.  i  need  to  make  sure  that  wherever  we  go,  the  supports  won’t  collapse  or  the  ground  won’t  give  way.  just  follow  in  my  footsteps  and  don’t  touch  anything.”

The   surgeon   tries   her   cell   phone   once   more   before   giving   up   and   tucking   it   back   into   the   pocket   of   her   jacket.   (   𝒘𝒂𝒔   𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆   𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚   𝒂𝒏𝒚   𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆   𝒊𝒏   𝒊𝒕   𝒏𝒐𝒕   𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈   𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈   𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚   𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆   𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅   𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓   𝒘𝒉𝒐   𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔   𝒉𝒐𝒘   𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉   𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆   ?   )      ❝   no   touching.   got   it      ❞      she   replied   to   Bobby   with   both   of   her   palms   raised.   Footsteps   followed   after   his   as   they   navigated   through   a   tunnel.   ❝   this   happen   to   you   often   then   ?      ❞  

[hearhercry]

'off track' get lost with them. (for allison from stiles)   :  @slightlybrcken​

❝      I'm   sure   we've   already   passed   that   tree      ━━━   ❞      Allison   nodded   ahead   of   her,   before   nipping   at   her   bottom   lip   with   her   teeth.      ❝   I   feel   like   we're   just   going   round   and   round   in   circles,   Stiles .   Are   you   sure   you   can't   get   a   signal   on   your   cell   ?      ❞      

[hearhercry]

Having a day off here to focus on myself & a few things. I’ll be around tomorrow though. Have a good day everyone!

[hearhercry]

𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓈‌

 “ School. I’m at school. ” There’s so much wrong with what just happened. Blood stains his fist from where he punched the chimera and his shoulder hurts so much from where he was…bitten? He doesn’t even know. “ I…I didn’t mean to. ” The teenager isn’t really able to think right now with the anxiety crushing his rib cage. “ I know I sound crazy right now but I swear I’m not. ” Best to get that out there. “ But I…I just…Get here fast? ”

She    can    hear    it    in    his    voice.    𝑨    𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈    𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓.   Allison    doesn’t    say    anything    other    than,    ❝        I’m    on    my    way,    Stiles    ❞        before    hanging    up.    She    knows    her    dad    would    hear    her    the    second    she    stepped    foot    onto    the    landing    in    the    hall.    And    there    wasn’t    a    chance    in    hell    he’d    let    her    go    off    to    school    this    late    at    night    for    Stiles.

So    the    Argent    tucks    her    phone    and    keys    in    the    back    pocket    of    her    skinny    jeans    and    pushes    open    her    bedroom    window.    Wouldn’t    be    the    first    time    she’d    climbed    out    of    it.    There’s    a    few    bumps    and    bruises    on    the    way    down    but    Allison    soon    makes    it    and    drives    away    in    her    car    before    her    Dad    recognises    the    sound    of    the    engine.

The    school    is    deadly    quiet.    As    Allison    walks    around    to    the    fire    exit    that    she    knows    is    always    left    unlocked,    she    calls    Stiles    again.    ❝        I’m    here    ❞    

[elizabeth-forbes]

[hearhercry]

𝐡𝐢𝐭   𝐭𝐡𝐞   𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭   𝐟𝐨𝐫   𝐚   𝐨𝐧𝐞   𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫   𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫   &   𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧   𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭   𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡   𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞   𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝   𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞   !  

[hearhercry]

one liner sc   :  @thenightmareofyourdrems  ( theo ) 

❝            Well    since    we’re    not    getting    out    of    here    anytime    soon,    you    can    at    least    share    that    bag    of    chips    with    me    —    !! ❞                

[hearhercry]

one liner sc   :   @thenightmareofyourdrems  ( for Kate ) 

❝        I    really    don’t    think    you’re    in    a    position    to    lecture    me    ❞    

[hearhercry]

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞                𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧.

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[hearhercry]

𝓁𝓎𝒹𝒾𝒶‌

The strawberry blonde is used to being left out of the loop ( her friends had done it for long enough ) and it’s something she detests more than she’d admit, even to Allison. But right now, admittedly, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒕. Lydia wouldn’t be happy being reminded of her ex either, which is why Jackson’s name is 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 from their conversations. And so, 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆, she doesn’t push it, simply giving a hum as she casts her gaze out of the diner’s window for a moment.

Her friend’s next inquiry has her scoffing lightly, jade hues rolling before she leans forward, elbows on the tabletop. Head cocks to one side as eyes narrow playfully, long ringlets trickling down one side of her. “Oh really?” She chirps back, “You want to know, do you? I’m not sure you could handle all the little details, Allison. You’re far too 𝒔𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒉 for that.” Plump lips part as she shrugs, reaching for her own non-fat strawberry milkshake and taking a small sip. “But it’s good, I’m good, I’m having a lot more fun than I used to and you know the best part?” Her eyes practically twinkle as she beams, dimples denting her rosy cheeks. “𝑵𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅.”

❝         -   am   not   ❞   the   Argent   pitifully   protests   at   Lydia’s   comment.   Like   she’s   some   innocent   flower.   Allison   could   handle   the   details.   She   just   didn’t   share   them   herself   (   very   often,   at   least   ).   Gaze   lowers   to   her   untouched   banana   shake   once   more   before   raising   brows   at   the   best   friend   before   her.  

 From   her   smile   Allison   determined   that   a   ‘no   strings   attached’   deal   was   a   good   thing.   ❝      I’m   just   glad   to   see   you   happy,   Lydia   ❞      A   hand   brushes   over   long   dark   tendrils   of   hair.