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fxknaishv:

even in her way of life, aisha isn’tused to this, she’s not used to be in just one place, she’s unsettled, anxious even; she feels angry; no matter how you look at it, she was taken without her knowing, let alone consent. she’s been roaming aimlessly for the past 8th months, jumping from one person to another, confused when she finds herself enjoying anything. ‘ are you alright ? ’ she asks the brunette before her, kneeling down in front of her so she can help her up.

a gulp sounds before anything else could fall past her dainty olive toned tiers. canting her head, the minx peered up towards the woman, blinking in a short succession. ❛ yeah, if you don’t mind giving me a moment. once i try to get up too quickly sometimes it will cause worse reactions. ❜ pursing her lips together, and bringing her nimble hands against her chest. ❛ thank you for your concern, though. ❜

#fxknaishv

drusilas:

Drusilla made her way down the hall, quite noisily between the clicking of her heels and the near constant alert sounds from her cell phone. But amid all of that she could still hear the thud of a girl collapsing to the floor, and she instantly abandoned her business emails to run over to her. “Don’t apologize,” Drusilla said, kneeling down by her side. She knew instantly what the problem was; too many girls in this business were given the idea to starve themselves. She tsked and reached into her purse for a granola bar and bottle of water, which she always carried on hand– just in case. “Here. You need to get something into your stomach.”

brows furrow towards the offerings within the woman’s palms. as much as her body needed the nourishment --- it ailed her mind to take it. the cause was to starve herself in rebellion, in sheer anger that she felt within a predicament that was forced upon her, rather than pressure to assume a perfect , slender frame. but, against her own will, nimble digits gently slip the package from the her, vapidly opening it and shoving the contents inside into her mouth. as much as the pride that delved deep ---- the woman right right, she needed to eat in hopes of survival. ❛ i’m not starving myself to be skinny ---- i’m starving myself because i’m angry. ❜ a slow breath ushered past her, taking the bottle and pressing the rim to her lips. ❛ it’s the only thing i can control. ❜

#drusilas

ninadobrevdaily

“Have fun, be silly, be carefree, only listen to whatever you want to do and don’t listen to other people because it doesn’t matter. It’s what matters to you and what you believe in and what makes you happy and what makes you smile that will get you through the day. So don’t be affected by other people’s opinions because everyone will have an opinion and you can never appease everyone—I have to remind myself of that daily.”

#♡ - vistage

wyrutherford:

Wyatt waited with surprising patience as she reached out and took his hand, lacing their fingers together, and holding his hand tighter than he would have expected. He gave a small shrug as she spoke and rose to his feet, gently pulled her up with him, while keeping his freehand near her until he was sure she’d stay on her feet. “I know.” Wyatt confirmed. “I’m not the type of guy who does something I don’t want to do anyways.” He told her. “It’s not a problem though. You looked like you needed a hand and well… I was there.”

brows arch && lips purse as she tilted her head towards him. if there was something that she had learned through examination that life was fugacious and the last place that her head should rest at night && hope to live long days would be here. ❛ that’s good, you shouldn’t ----- nobody should. ❜ a sigh escapes, the feeling - as she could only imagine felt like a blossom blooming amidst her chest as pressure that was lodged between milky cages released. ❛ i’m probably okay now --- the dizzy spell seems to have worn off. ❜

#wyrutherford

wyrutherford:

Wyatt knelt down beside her, so his six foot tall frame wasn’t towering above her, and rested one hand on the ground next to him as he watched her attempt to stand, getting part way up before she spoke. His brow furrowed, not believing her, and he lifted the hand he’d been using to balance himself out to her. “Right.” Wyatt responded, unable to help the sarcasm that laced his tone. “Look, let me help you up and then you can decide if you want me help further or not.”

a sullen sigh furrows past peachy tiers and a reluctant hand slides out to place it between his palm, slender digits lacing between his fingers. the dove held onto his hand like her entire lift depended on it, nobody in the god forsaken place had shown her any sort of kindness, or humanity for that matter --- and there was a slight mirror of trust delved between their palms. ❛ you don’t have to be nice to me, you know. ❜ looking up towards him, the corners of her lips quirk into a small genuine smile. ❛ but i appreciate it though. ❜

#wyrutherford

wyrutherford:

Wyatt wouldn’t admit it out loud, but he was finally wrapping his head around the fact he was stuck in this place. It wasn’t necessarily the most ideal situation, but the more he thought about it, the more he realized it could very well be worse. He had quite a bit of freedom considering the circumstances, but so far nobody ‘above him’ had taken interest in him and he was okay with that. Wyatt was pulled from his thoughts when he heard a soft whine and his gaze shifted toward a young woman who looked on the verge of passing out. He was about to ask if she was okay when she suddenly collapsed onto the floor, answering Wyatt’s unasked question “Hey. Are you alright?” He asked as he made his way toward her. He was asking if she was okay from hitting the floor, since even he could figure out there was something wrong if she collapsed in the first place.

nimble digits pad against heated cheeks, peaking up at the man between the slits of her fingers. perhaps that was the most embarrassing thing to happen to her, especially in a place like this. don’t let them see you sweat, don’t let them see your weaknesses. leaning over, palms press down against the floor flatly, bracing herself to stand --- as soon as she tried the muscles between her fleshy cage spazzed, making her will extremely difficult. ❛ i’m fine. i promise --- i’m just a little dizzy right now. ❜

#wyrutherford

a low grumble sounded from her midsection, lips parting softly as she mentally counted down the days she had spent fasting. this place --- it wasn’t where she belonged, she’s a student, a student that receives all a’s and works two jobs to make it on her own. this wasn’t her. a low whine emitted past a silken throat, features milky from lack of nourishment as her slender silhouette collapsed against the cold floor. ❛ sorry, i didn’t mean to just ----- fall. down. onto the floor. ❜