moved @freetoleave

[sherunsfaster]

#sherunsfaster has moved to #freetoleave. An independent Leah Clearwater rp blog of Twilight largely based in the show Supernatural. Anti SM and largely headcanon based. An exploration in heartbreak, hidden overwhelming guilt, self-isolation in the name of self-preservation, and keeping the secret at all costs. Crossovers are encouraged, but this blog is mutuals only. Loved by Jess (29, she/her pronouns, est time zone).

Carrd here with rules, info, & verses.

Credits: @niixzee (for pinned post and ask template), @stephysource (for many promo templates, always linked on post), & @venuscommissions (for all of my wonderful coloring psds, largely 411)

My Other Blogs:  @crispyblonde​ (jessica lee moore), @bleakfated (supernatural/fantasy multimuse), & @fervidus (realism multi, largely first responder based)

Discord is available on my carrd or upon request!

links: carrd. interest checker. memes. wishlist. open starters. starter calls.

[sherunsfaster]

Archive Notice!! This blog is archived and you can now find Leah @freetoleave

[freetoleave]

❝ I'm not afraid of werewolves or vampires or haunted hotels, I'm afraid of what real human beings to do other real human beings. ❞

#FREETOLEAVE. An independent Leah Clearwater, largely placed into the universe of the show Supernatural following the canon events of Twilight. Previously sherunsfaster. Anti-Meyer and headcanon based. Written by Jess 30+. template. carrd.

[sherunsfaster]

Archive Notice!! This blog is archived and you can now find Leah @freetoleave

[sherunsfaster]

Archive Notice!! This blog is archived and you can now find Leah @freetoleave

[sherunsfaster]

Archive Notice!! This blog is archived and you can now find Leah @freetoleave

[sherunsfaster]

Archive Notice!! This blog is archived and you can now find Leah @freetoleave

[freetoleave]

❝ I'm not afraid of werewolves or vampires or haunted hotels, I'm afraid of what real human beings to do other real human beings. ❞

#FREETOLEAVE. An independent Leah Clearwater, largely placed into the universe of the show Supernatural following the canon events of Twilight. Previously sherunsfaster. Anti-Meyer and headcanon based. Written by Jess 30+. template. carrd.

[sherunsfaster]

tumblr restored the account !!!

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tumblr finally responded to me askingt hem why they deactivated the new account... by asking me if i would still like them to review my appeal like bsfr

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i replied yes but i dont have high hopes because i double checked the email address from last time and when i said yes please look into this they never emailed me again

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tumblr finally responded to me askingt hem why they deactivated the new account... by asking me if i would still like them to review my appeal like bsfr

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please tumblr is still straight up ignoring the fact that they deleted my new blog for no reason

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR ANGSTY CONVERSATIONS *  a collection of things you never want to hear

you never told me that. i can't believe you never told me.

what difference does it make?

no, no, no, don't leave me! please!

i failed you. is that what you want me to say?

was it all a lie? all this time?

so... when do you leave? what time? so i can be ready.

why did it take you so long to tell me? how long have you been holding this in?

i was wrong.

is this it? is this all there is?

at least give me one last dance.

all the exits are blocked. we're trapped.

there's too much blood.

you're the worst person i've ever met.

you're just as broken as i am.

i really thought we could work things out.

so stupid of me to think you actually cared.

you're just going to carry on and pretend like everything's fine when it's not fine.

go on without me. i can handle this.

don't tell me i'm too late.

i told you to leave me alone.

there's no use in trying anymore. it's over.

i should have known. i should have known all along.

i need you to be honest with me. tell me the truth. i deserve the truth.

you failed me.

i wish i never met you.

it's over. go home.

i feel something broken inside me. you can't fix it. no one can.

just take some deep breaths. in and out. you're gonna be fine.

you used to be better than this.

there's no way out.

what the hell was that for?

if you stay here, you'll die. do you understand?

how dare you speak to me like that!

am i too late?

you have to believe me. i didn't mean for this to happen.

i used to think you were perfect. i guess i was wrong.

so this is how it ends? just like that?

we're running out of time.

when were you going to tell me the truth?

how long has it been since we spoke? feels like years.

when did this start? how long has this been going on?

you never really loved me. it was all fake.

who was that? why were they here? why did you let them in?

i came as fast as i could.

what the hell did you think would happen?

can i even trust you?

i don't know who i am anymore.

i can't lose you again.

you are my biggest regret.

what good will it do?

just keep pressure on the wound, okay?

how could you do this to me?

i said get out! get out of here!

i'm never speaking to you again.

i tried to stop it!

you're so fucking stupid.

it's never been okay.

good riddance.

get out of here! i'll handle this!

i can't believe you. i can't believe you did this to me.

you were a good person once. i looked up to you.

i never should have listened to you. i'm such a fool.

don't lie to me! i know when you're lying!

why the hell did you do that?

i've never been wanted. not really. not by anyone.

i never loved you.

i've been dealing with this my whole life.

it was all a lie.

you forgot my birthday.

i'm a monster.

you actually believed that shit?

you think i would just stick around and let you treat me like that?

are you actually leaving?

can i kiss you one last time?

i can't believe i gave up my life for you. i gave up everything for you.

i can't lose you, too!

for what it's worth, there's no one i would rather fight alongside.

hang on for me, all right? don't leave me. please don't go.

i deserve better than this. i deserve better than you.

good! get out of here! i didn't want you here anyway!

i made it up as i went along.

things are going to get worse before they get better.

i don't think we're getting out of this alive.

we're not gonna make it.

get the fuck out of my face.

i don't think i'm meant to be loved.

[kuningatarmirka]

It’s an enchanted blade. Any cut will be fatal.

[sherunsfaster]

still no response from dumblr and i am losing my mind

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its a been a week since tumblr deleted leah's new blog for a SECOND TIME and they've said NOTHING

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@superwclf asked: “Whoa, whoa, take it easy! You got pretty banged up back there, and you don’t want to go making yourself worse.” from the hurt/comfort meme

dark brown eyes narrow over her shoulder in sean's direction. if she had to pick one thing she'd hated about how sam had treated her as a member of the pack it was that he handled her with kid gloves. training for the shitstorm of newborn vampires alongside the youngest shifters at the time, collin and brady, carefully choosing who she was on shift with, begging her to come back from the cullen mansion... the list was kind of endless. reminders of feeling resented and belittled nearly make her hands shake. she clenches them as she stops in her tracks. ❝ you think i don't know my own limits? ❞

now that she's mostly on her own, her complicated relationship with her identity as a shifter is eased on one hand because she appreciates the strength it comes with. on the other? strained once more because of how so many hunters were of the shoot first, ask questions later mindset, like the very one that had just tried to kill her. she's rattled and she'd rather sean not know that, whether he's genuinely concerned or simply chiding her. with this pause in motion and distraction from her one track mind of getting the hell out of dodge, the pain in her ankle resumes. the red hot throbbing suggests it's broken, rather than sprained. most of the defensive wounds on her hands from the silver blade have healed over now, only leaving the dried blood in their wake.

❝ what if that moron has friends? we shouldn't stick around. ❞ despite her words, leah hoists her right foot onto a nearby moss-covered and decaying fallen tree. gentle fingers run over her exterior ankle joint to check that it's aligned because she'd rather not rebreak it if it happens to heal wrong. when the gentle touch draws a grimace and a sharp intake of breath out of her, her suspicions are confirmed -- but at least it doesn't feel jagged.