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CLOSE YOUR EYES … TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE.
ind. priv. sel. mutuals only multimuse.
psd and template made by kingsleigh.
𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 / 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.
𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.
❛ What happened? ❜
❛ How are your injuries? ❜
❛ Just promise me you’ll stay here. ❜
❛ You can’t blame yourself. ❜
❛ You know I’m here for you, right? ❜
❛ I’ve never seen you like this before. ❜
❛ When I wake up, you won’t be there. ❜
❛ Okay. You get to leave now. ❜
❛ No. I don’t believe you. ❜
❛ Just.. put down the very sharp knife… ❜
❛ It wasn’t your fault. It hurts. ❜
❛ This isn’t you. ❜
❛ Stop it. ❜
❛ You should be resting. ❜
❛ Are you okay? Did they hurt you? ❜
❛ How can you act like that? ❜
❛ Then why are you still here? ❜
❛ Are you okay? ❜
❛ You can’t live in the past. You gotta move on. Let it go. ❜
❛ And when were you planning on telling me? ❜
❛ What are you, trying to give me a heart attack? ❜
❛ What’s wrong? What happened? ❜
❛ I thought we agreed that secrets are bad! ❜
❛ Sorry. Didn’t want to push any sore spots. ❜
❛ Everything okay? ❜
❛ Do you even know where you’re headed? ❜
❛ I can’t help you unless you talk to me. ❜
❛ Promise me you’re not gonna over-react. ❜
❛ It’s okay, it’s gonna be okay. ❜
❛ Whoa, what are you doing? ❜
❛ Why do you run from me? ❜
❛ You’re changing the subject. ❜
❛ It’s four o'clock in the morning, what are you doing? ❜
❛ You’re bleeding. ❜
❛ You gotta be more careful. ❜
❛ I meant… How are you holding up? ❜
❛ You’re avoiding my question. ❜
❛ I think the worst of it’s over now. ❜
❛ Don’t let fear keep you quiet. You have a voice so use it. ❜
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@strngtm → callie torres .
“Kid - hey,” her voice is almost a whisper - though it’s just loud enough to hopefully catch the attention of the person she’s looking at. “you wanna see something cool?” Is she about to show off one of the best cases she ever worked on? Absolutely. When it comes to broken bones, Callie is the boss. Nobody else. (Yes, she’s bigging herself up).
turning her head towards the whisper she heard. she was caught off guard so she did look a little startled. but as soon as she said wanna see something cool. she instantly got up from the uncomfortable chair a small interested smile growing. “hell yeah.” she was bored out of her mind sitting in the hospital. she did enjoy being around callie, she seemed more chill about a lot of things.
like for a starter!!
Like for a starter! Specify muse if you are a multimuse please spare me some of my sanity for today.
Like for a starter! Specify muse if you are a multimuse please spare me some of my sanity for today.
@strngtm cont from x !!
god, how she wished that she could be upset over the running away. she had been when she’d woke up and realized betty was gone but now three days later as they stand facing each other, she can’t. “oh..” quiet, something that she can’t help because there’s still a pit of frustration in her stomach but she stepped forward anyways, swallowing tightly to get rid of the lump in her throat. “ it was a mistake, betty. you didn’t mean to. it was just a mistake, okay?” hand reached forward, catching the tear on her fingertips before she pulled the other into a tight hug. “i’m your family now. we are, and you don’t ever have to run AGAIN. i love you, and you can tell me anything, always.”
Sniffling as she coughed rubbing at her arm, anxiously. She was caught off guard by the hug hesitating before she wrapped her arms around her torso tightly. Eyes closing resting her head onto her shoulder whispering. “I love you, Amelia.” She choked out gripping at the back of her shirt she wore, she was and would always be the best thing to ever happen to her. A mother figure she always craved and seeked for, attention, she liked it, sometimes anyway. She was growing more comfortable with her as if this was destined to happen, for Amelia to be her true mother. Blood never really did have to matter when it came to family. “Thankyou for being the best..” she whispers out against her shoulder.
I cannot format my post currently, or use icons. My laptop broke and I am not able to afford to fix it or buy another. Plz bare with me. I love you guys. I missed Betty sm. ❣️
" everything will be okay, i promise. but you need to talk to me. " // link.
Considering she was sat alone, awake at an ungodly hour. She didn’t expect to see him around but she was glad, considering it was a bad night. She was remembering her boyfriend who died, and it ached. She clasped her hands together closing her eyes sighing shakily out. “Okay fine.” It was obvious, the tears, the sadness that resided in her chest. “It hurts okay it sucks I lost someone I loved and I was stupid.” She brought one knee to her chest, staring blankly ahead of herself. “I miss him and that’s all I’m feeling right now okay? I’m.. I’m empty. And I don’t wanna tell Amelia, because she will spiral..she’d think I’m gonna try to cope wrong, but I’m not... not anymore.” She held her breath. “Because I saw what it did.. and I saw..how it hurt Owen and Amelia but..” she glanced over. “It hurts! I want him back..” she whispers staring at him. Now realizing how emotionally vulnerable she was right now. She hated it. She sniffles wiping away a tear slowly looking away. “I don’t even know why I’m saying this..” she traced her fingers on the ripped part of her skinny jeans. Closing her eyes slowly. “I don’t know if I’ll ever be okay again..that’s what I’m saying.. that’s what I’ll be saying forever..”
@devourshope / ask meme / accepting
*: ・゚✧ interrogation starters.
feel free to change pronouns etc as needed.
CALM / QUESTIONING.
“ tell me, what happened?”
“ did you see anything?”
“ what do you remember?”
“ do you remember anything unusual?”
“ please, try to remember as much as you can.”
“ every detail is important.”
“ and what happened next?”
“ and what did you do when all this took place?”
“ what were you doing around __ am/pm?”
“ where were you around __ am/pm?”
“ can anyone verify that?”
“ was someone with you?”
“ and you had nothing to do with it?”
“ and you weren’t involved?”
“ did you see it happen?”
“ did you see who did it?”
“ did you see or hear anything? anything at all?”
CARING / UNDERSTANDING.
“ you seem scared… is that why you don’t want to talk?”
“ did someone hurt you?”
“ it’s okay. you can tell me.”
“ you were just trying to defend yourself, weren’t you?”
“ we can take a break, if you want.”
“ everything will be okay, i promise. but you need to talk to me.”
“ it’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it. but it really would help if you did.”
SUSPICIOUS.
“ there is something you’re not telling me.”
“ i think you’re lying.”
“ you looked away just now when you said that. are you sure you’re telling the truth?”
“ except what you’re telling me doesn’t align with what we already know.”
“ seems to me like you know more than you’re letting in on.”
“ what aren’t you telling me?”
“ who are you trying to protect?”
“ so you really don’t know what any of it means? no clue at all?”
“ they must’ve told you more than that.”
“ you have to have seen more than that.”
“ and you want me to believe you don’t remember?”
“ and you want me to believe you had nothing to do with it?”
“ an accident? is that what you’re going with?”
DEMANDING.
“ i need you to tell me the truth.”
“ i need you to tell me what happened.”
“ i know you’re not telling me the truth.”
“ that doesn’t line up with the evidence. so… you wanna try that again?”
“ stop lying. i already know that’s not what happened.”
MAKING A DEAL / ASKING FOR HELP / DEMANDING HELP.
“ what do you want in exchange for this information?”
“ i’m listening…”
“ you’re coming with me.”
“ since you’re the only one who knows how to find them, i don’t really have a choice but to take you with me.”
“ fine. i’ll take you with me, but if you try anything…”
“ i can’t give you that. you know that.”
“ if we’re going to make a deal, you’re gonna have to ask for something a little more rational than that.”
“ okay. we have a deal.”
“ sorry. no deal.”
nonsexual acts of intimacy --- select from the following for my muse to respond to:
♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes ♕ : Holding hands ♖ : Having their hair washed by your muse ♗ : Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap. ♘ : Cuddling in a blanket fort ♙ : Sharing a bed ♚ : Head scratches ♛ : Sharing a dessert ♜ : Shoulder rubs ♝ : Reading a book together ♞ : Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which) ♟ : Patching up a wound ♤ : Taking a bath together ♧ : Your muse playing with their hair ♡ : Accidentally falling asleep together ♢ : Forehead or cheek kisses ♠ : Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc. ♣ : Back scratches ♥ : Your muse crying about something ♦ : Slow dancing
WHY GLASSES WHY? 😂
“I promise, no matter how disappointing I am, I’m trying.”
— From a tired college student. // Maxwell Diawuoh, Once A Day (01/13/2018) / Ten Word Story #23
Betty has nicknames for every person she’s met, it’s amazing.
strngtm.
“Giving birth does hurt like hell..” she would know, she let out a sigh tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I just can’t help it, I grew up around it.” she shrugged glancing at her as if that was normal.
“it is agonizing and horrific pain,” april suggested alternatively with a slight raise of her slim brows. “are you a carbon copy of your parents? i’m guessing not. you can always be different than the way you grew up. trust me.”
She fell silent staring at the ground toying with her fingers. “No but it’s instinct..I don’t even realize it until someone gives me a death look..” she glanced over with a small frown. “How do I even bite my tongue when I wanna? It’s just like.. natural.” She shrugged smiling weakly.