* MUTE / GIRL !

ˢʰᵉ stared at her R E F L E C T I O N in the glossed shop windows as if to make sure, moment by moment, that she continued to exist.

[lcnclyvocals]

“ I DON’T KNOW – WHO ELSE TO TURN TO. ” It took a great deal of effort to bother someone, a painstaking choice of words. “ I can’t seem to find this class, can – can you help? ” Pale blue hues glance towards the other’s face, her lips pulled into an apologetic smile.

[catsmecw-a]

@lcnclyvocals said:❝ I like this one. It’s simple. ❞ / accepting

Sylvia scoffed, narrowing her eyes as she glanced at the dress. Simple, she found, described it perfectly. She reached forward and grabbed the dress. Her nose scrunched “Simple is boring.” She dropped the dress then crossed her arms. “It’s boring. Boring things don’t deserve appreciation.” 

[lcnclyvocals]

THOSE WORDS CAUSE STEADY BLUE HUES TO DROP. SIMPLE IS BORING? If there was ever a time when Abigail wished to be swallowed by the floor, for it to open && take her away from a situation it would be now. && So she sighs, a shrug of her shoulders. “ I’m sorry, I suppose i’m not very fashionable. ”

[dyanixl]

“… It’s not what it looks like.” There was remorse in her tone, but if anything, she was just sorry she was caught. “Okay, maybe it’s exactly what it looks like. But I can explain.” 

[lcnclyvocals]

“ OKAY, BUT – YOU DON’T HAVE TO. ” There is an apologetic smile, a step away from the other woman as blue hues downcast towards the ground, eyes fixated on her shoes, each scuff mark, each wear && tear mark. A question lingers on her mind: What are you doing? But she doesn’t press the subject.

[wakandanbcrn-blog]

“No, I do not want to talk about it.”

[lcnclyvocals]

“ OKAY. ” THE WOMAN’S STATEMENT DOESN’T CAUSE A PAUSE IN Abigail, the blonde hair her own issues with not wishing to speak, && who was she to push such an issue onto the other woman. However, she does open her mouth once more, pouty, petal pink lips slowly closing when she realizes the words don’t wish to escape.

[lexndavis-blog]

Samson has his head stuck in a book as he was sat at a table with his drink in hand. His things taking up the entire space and the others chairs. He knew he should move them but he was really into what he was reading. When he went to take a drink, he noticed someone standing there.

“Sorry, did you want to sit here? Here let me move my stuff out of the way.” Sam said as he stood up collecting his things to make room.

[lcnclyvocals]

“ RIGHT. ” THE WORD IS SOFT SPOKEN, HARDLY A WHISPER, THEN ANOTHER STEP TAKEN towards the man she presumed was more into the book that what was going on around him – At least she hoped that would be the case. The blonde had questions: What book are you reading? Do you often take up so much space? Thank you. Instead, she positions herself to sit in the chair, the piles of books that had been in her arms stacked neatly near her, blue hues downcast.

[lcnclyvocals]

— ✧ that looks like ABIGAIL “ABBY” KILLGRAVE Drew-Danvers! they’re the TWENTY TWO-YEAR-OLD DAUGHTER of ZEBEDIAH KILLGRAVE. ADOPTED DAUGHTER of Carol Danvers * Jessica Drew[ they are also an UNDERGRAD STUDENT at paragon. ] I hear they’re COMPASSIONATE & KIND, but tend to be MELANCHOLY & LONELY. her file says that her ability is ADVANCED HEALING AND MIND CONTROL VIA PHEROMONES.  

Hi! I’m Renee, I was apart of this rp a little bit ago, but family life got in the way, so I had to leave, but i’m back with my revamped child & I am so thrilled & hopeful that i’ll be able to plot with all of you!

Abigail is made from tragedies, causing her to become so melancholy that it threatens to grasp her by the throat &&. Choke each word she wishes so desperately to speak. Some people could understand where her sadness comes from, but others will never understand &&. Truly, Abigail doesn’t hold it against people. Who wants to know a monster? However, she still wears lipsticks the color of pearls &&. Petals, she is beautiful &&. Kind, but her voice is rarely heard &&. Underneath it all, there is an unspoken sadness that makes every moment just a tad bluer.

She looks down on herself, & she absolutely hates what she sees sometimes. The way she acts, moves, speaks, it all leaves a horrid taste in her mouth. She’s afraid of what she can become. She’s afraid she’ll never amount to anything good enough compared to the heroes around her. She knows she is full of flaws that she can never admit for fear of acknowledging who she is.

Her whole life has been tainted purple; from bruises that blossomed on her flesh to the literal color of her flesh. However, this has only made her kind &&. She wants to spend her time looking after those who wish to be around her still. She’s the younger sibling of Gerry Drew-Danvers && absolutely adores him in every way. However, she believes she is a mess up one that is never going to be able to become remarkable.

Compassion &&. empathy are another two huge traits with Abigail, but those have hurt her in the past when she’d attempted to understand how people viewed her.

However, just does find joy is literature, especially poetry. She could listen to poetry all day if she would be allowed. A few of her hobbies are photography, puzzles, gardening, writing, & knitting.

There is a loneliness to her, because she always faced the world head-on, sometimes she believes she is a ghost given a body that is hardly ever seen. And if people had a choice they would never pick her, or they would choose someone else. So, she sometimes isolates herself from the world, from people & pretends it’s okay despite feeling this crippling loneliness.

[lcnclyvocals]

Tag Dump !!!

[wnq-writers]

She watches the sky so often Her eyes began to resemble the stars. (She finds a home in the loneliest of places.)

A.N.S. (via wnq-writers)

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[wnq-writers]

She has become such a lonely person. She over-thinks; she is too curious; she is anxious. It almost kills her. Over time she has figured out a way she can quieten down her emotions and just feel nothing for a while. Other times it overwhelms her and she feels everything. I do not know what is worse, to feel absolutely nothing or to feel everything completely.

RayWritess   (via wnq-writers)

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