silent but deadly

my flower i g a t h e r in my hands and earnestly wish that I will BLOOM again

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[silentnat]

kasira:

although she didn’t speak to most of the people in the loop, she decided to break her habit. it was a nice day and she planned on inviting one of them to accompany her on her outing. “it’s almost magic hour, do you want to go into the city and take some pictures?“

nat was a little bit surprised by the offer coming from the girl - kass, one of the newer peculiars in the house. she didn’t know much about her, but then again she hadn’t seen much of her in the first place. she glanced out at the nearest window, before turning back to her with a smile, nodding her head in agreement.

[silentnat]

iMESSAGE 💬 ALL CONTACTS

moonsoo: i just wanna get out of here

moonsoo: especially after everything that's happened

nat: yeah, i understand how you feel

nat: let's go

[silentnat]

@medivms

nat had pretty much isolated herself from the group after the incident had happened. she was even quieter than usually, which ironically was surprising. although she never really talked, to anyone besides evan that is, she was still an open and warm person. although she might’ve blended into the background most of the time because of her silence, she was always there. but she hadn’t been the past few days. she just needed time. time to recoup and get herself together before she could even consider being around other people again - but that was harder said than done. especially when she was having nightmares about it, chronic ones that kept her from sleeping some nights. which was how she found herself pacing back and forth in the living room, trying to keep herself from falling asleep. she had downed two cups of coffee, but even the caffeine was beginning to have little to no affect on her. she had been doing a pretty good job of keeping herself together in front of people, but once the sun went down and everyone went to sleep, she was a mess. something she didn’t want anyone to see - not that she had much of a choice when she heard footsteps on the staircase. she turned to see who it was, her tight expression softening slightly at the sight of her best friend. her and evan hadn’t had much time to actually speak with each other, and that had mostly been her fault, she knew that. “hi,” she whispered out in their native, and her most comfortable, tongue. 

[silentnat]

what's the thing you love the most about your peculiarity?

Nothing. It’s unstable and hard to control and I hate it with every fiber of my being. I would switch peculiarities with anyone at the drop of a hat. I’d actually give anything to be a normal human.

[silentnat]

Which of the guys in the house would you sleep with? Which of the girls?

I wouldn’t sleep with any of the guys in the house. Not only are most of them in relationships, but.. I’m a lesbian, so even if they weren’t, it’s a no from me. Aren’t most of the girls around here in a relationship too? I don’t want to say I’d sleep with someone when they’re already spoken for, it’s disrespectful to them and their significant other.

[silentnat]

who do you care the most about? why?

I care about everyone in this house to some degree or another, but I care the most about Evan and Cal. They’re my closest friends and were the first ones to actually talk to me instead of at me.

[silentnat]

Why don't you talk?

When you silence the life of someone else, especially someone that you care deeply about, it’s only fair that you silence your own.

[silentnat]

[silentnat]

social media meme ;;

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[silentnat]

prospvrous:

@silentnat​ !!

         thinking about the facility made their stomach churn guiltily, regretting everything they couldn’t have done for nat — to keep her safe, to not have let her down… it made their mind go into a frenzy of ‘what ifs’ and endless possibilities… ones that could’ve gotten her hurt or much, much worse. if they had hurt her more than they did, calvin wouldn’t have known what to do. for the past few days they’ve tried to catch up with most of the peculiars in the house, leaving only nat left for them to coddle and quite possibly hug the living daylights out of for giving them the biggest heart attack ( not that they could blame her — everything was overwhelming even for the reality warper ). seeing her again made them want to apologize over and over, to cry with her in their arms — because she was safe. and that’s what mattered. and so, with a lot of convincing from emerson, cal managed to get them both out of the house for a bit of bonding on their own. taking her to the nearby park seemed like the best idea — not draw any attention to them, sit and relax. its only right after what they’ve both been through. stopping by the ice cream parlor on the pier, they ate their mint chocolate cone in peace, every now and then looking over at the other to make sure she was alright, once asking her if that was also the case. “you doing okay, angel?”

          ever since they had left the facility, nat had been struggling to come to terms with what had happened. she had vowed to herself a long time ago that she would never hurt anyone ever again. that she’d never use her gift ever again, and she had broken that promise just because of a little bit of pain. years of hard work and practice shot to hell because they shocked her a few times. and the worst part was that she ended someone’s life - again. she knew that she wasn’t the only one pushed past her limit, that everyone in the house had been forced to do things, some terrible things, and that they would all suffer the aftermath of what had happened. the event replayed over and over again in her mind, and she couldn’t stop it. the person’s screams, the look on their face.. it was on constant repeat. the worst was when she was sleeping, and she dreamt about it. the stranger’s face would always morph into that of her late girlfriend’s, and that just doubled her remorse. she was glad however that calvin had finally approached her and offered her an escape. she knew that they were busy tending to everyone else, and she didn’t mind. she was glad that they had been reunited with the people they cared about, and she wanted them to stay focused on them for as long as possible. she glanced over at them, her digging her spoon into her cookie dough ice cream and shrugging at the question. she reached for her phone and quickly typed out a response, before showing it to them. i’m alive, so yes i’m doing okay. are you okay? and everyone else?

[silentnat]

taempath:

              Taemin offers up a soft grin at the pause that’s requested of him in the form of a finger, waiting patiently for the words that his friend was currently scrawling against the white board. A nod soon follows the suggestion, smile brightening the slightest bit in response. “Sure! Sounds great, actually,” he assures, easily falling into step with Nat as she tugs him along with the grasp she has on his arm ; chuckling a bit at the— unsurprising— strength the smaller managed to posses. “I could do with some yoga, especially,” he says after another moment, knowing the various stretches were likely to help in easing away the anxiety his current situation brought him. 

              Nat’s glad that she’s found someone so willing to jump headfirst into working out with her - not many people are into that. It’s not as if anyone in the house was in desperate need of working out, but maybe that’s exactly what the group needs. She’s been considering going to Emmy with an idea to do one day a week where the whole group gets together in the backyard of whatever how they’re staying in to do yoga, just for about an hour. She nods at his answer, turning her head to shoot him a smile, before leading him down the stairs and out the backdoor. As soon as her foot touches the grass, she releases his arm, dropping her bag on the ground and reaching inside to pull out the two mats she has rolled up and stored inside. She unrolls the mats and sets them up about a foot apart, before reaching for her board again. I’m ready whenever you are.

[silentnat]

when some random ass blog reblogs your thread

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good morning i love girls

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good afternoon i love girls

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good evening i love girls

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good night i love girls

[tiffkyu]

[yanilavigne]

Friendship isn’t about who you’ve known the longest. It’s about who walked into your life, said “I’m here for you” and proved it.

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[silentnat]

nat had been craving something sweet for the past few days, and it seemed as though nothing in the house could satisfy her craving. no matter what she ate - cookies, ice cream, cake - nothing helped and she was beginning to grow more and more frustrated. it was then that it dawned on her what she wanted - frozen yogurt. in the beginning she refused to go outside by herself. she would wait until someone she was comfortable with wanted to go out, and she would silently tag along and maybe slip in a suggestion about stopping by the local frozen yogurt shop. but it seemed as though everyone was either wrapped up in their own little world, or when they did go out, they went out with their significant other or something of the sort. and the last thing nat wanted to be was a third wheel. or fourth wheel in some cases. by the third day, she finally decided to bite the bullet and ask someone, anyone, if they could go with her. it was better to go with someone who knew that she didn’t speak. it made it easier for her to deal with the confused looks and glances in her direction when she wrote on a dry erase board instead of speaking out loud. she sat in the kitchen, perched up on the counter, heel clad feet slowly swinging back and forth as she waited for someone to enter the room. she didn’t have to wait for long, because a few moments later in walked zevi. she slid off the counter and made her way over to him, holding up the board so that he could see what was written on it. are you busy? can you come out with me, please? i’m starving. she drew three lines under the word starving in order to emphasis it. // @jzevi