WHO ARE WE IF WE CAN’T PROTECT THEM ? WE HAVE TO PROTECT THEM. lee abbott ( a quiet place ) / written by sara.
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WHO ARE WE IF WE CAN’T PROTECT THEM ? WE HAVE TO PROTECT THEM. lee abbott ( a quiet place ) / written by sara.
here’s the thing. i’ve felt insanely discouraged on this blog, especially in regards to my female muses. i got overwhelmed with drafts very quickly, though, so i’m in the process of moving this blog to a brand new account to start fresh. i’ll be adding muses, dropping some, etc. if you’re interested in interacting / plotting with it once i finish it up, please give this post a like !
here’s the thing. i’ve felt insanely discouraged on this blog, especially in regards to my female muses. i got overwhelmed with drafts very quickly, though, so i’m in the process of moving this blog to a brand new account to start fresh. i’ll be adding muses, dropping some, etc. if you’re interested in interacting / plotting with it once i finish it up, please give this post a like !
▫ ▬▬ dear kenny, it’s the last day of camp & possibly the last time i will ever see you because we live so far apart. remember on the second day, i was scared to do archery & you made a joke about minnows & it was so funny i nearly peed my pants ? i was really homesick, but you made me feel better. i think i might’ve left camp early if it hadn’t been for you, kenny. so, thank you. also you’re a really amazing swimmer & i like your laugh. i wish it had been me you kissed at the bonfire last night & not blaire h. take care, kenny. have a really good rest of the summer & a really good life. love, lara jean. / temporarily dash - only.
( penned & loved & adored by sara ! )
if i were to make another single muse blog …
if i were to make another single muse blog ...
anyway. my d.iscord is ga(y)zebo#1599 if u wanna plot or anything !
*:・゚✧*:・゚✧ — REBLOG if you don’t replace your partners.
people can be fickle sometimes, and plenty of us have anxiety even when it comes to a hobby. it’s easy to worry about being replaced if you have a few off days, if you’re busy irl or if you’re going through a hard time & feeling quiet / nonverbal. when that happens, some of us get anxious about our partners running to duplicates and essentially replacing us altogether or wonder if we’re losing our friendships or they’ll start liking someone else more if we’re not talkative enough. if you would be so kind to reblog this & let your followers know they don’t have to be afraid of this happening, that would be lovely !
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i am ... here. so plot w me :]
catch me making a single muse blog for donna. i’ll probs keep her here but rarely use her & just use her on the new one.
I CAN FEEL WHAT YOU’RE FEELING NOW — and you are worth it. // BY JACKIE. HIGHLY SEL. & MUTUALLY EXCL.
* watership down
watership down is a novel by richard adams.
‘ by yourself, alone? ’
‘ you can’t. you’d die. ’
‘ i’ll look after you. ’
‘ i think that’s something we can only wait for. ’
‘ what do you think of that? ’
‘ you need a rest. ’
‘ i’ll tell you all about it later on. ’
‘ you hurt? ’
‘ they didn’t want to disturb you. ’
‘ just let me look after you for a bit. ’
‘ are you all right? ’
‘ how did you get that wound? ’
‘ can you hear me? ’
‘ i don’t blame you. ’
‘ you haven’t got to. ’
‘ if you are not careful, people will begin to trust you. ’
‘ i can’t trust anyone else, but you’ll come with me, won’t you? ’
‘ can we trust you? ’
‘ i don’t like this story. i know i’m not brave – ’
‘ let me go! let me go! ’
‘ why did you cry like that, if you were all right? ’
‘ you’re all alone, sharp and clear, like a dead branch against the sky. ’
‘ come down there: we can talk more easily. ’
‘ you can see the whole world. ’
‘ the funny thing is that you feel terrified to stay and i feel terrified to go. ’
‘ there’s nothing to be afraid of. ’
‘ there’s nothing to worry about. ’
‘ i don’t want to go. ’
‘ i feel very sad. ’
‘ he seems quite at home with you. ’
‘ where do you come from? ’
‘ does the thunder worry you? ’
‘ are you sure? ’
‘ and if that’s not meeting your fears halfway, then i don’t know what is. ’
‘ why can’t we go home? ’
‘ do you really think we will? ’
‘ what’s your idea, then? ’
‘ why’s he called that? ’
‘ he’ll remember that. ’
‘ that is the test of your belief. ’
‘ well, i thought, this sounds hopeful. ’
‘ couldn’t wake him up. ’
‘ how can we find them? ’
‘ are you trying to make me angry? ’
‘ how can we find them? ’
‘ do you know he was out all night in the rain? ’
‘ can we go back to sleep now? ’
‘ we can’t fight them. ’
‘ let’s hear the rest of the story. ’
‘ i hope you understand. ’
‘ have a look outside and you’ll see why. ’
‘ i’m not going to get angry because you call me stupid names. ’
‘ what’s the alternative? ’
‘ it doesn’t matter where. ’
‘ just you and i? ’
‘ but what else is there to hope for? ’
‘ it’s all forgotten. ’
‘ then all the rest follows. ’
‘ it’s no good. ’
‘ run! ’
‘ piss off! ’
‘ bad place. ’
‘ yes, yes, all friends. ’
‘ i don’t know what it is. ’
‘ you can hide there and i’ll join you. ’
‘ come on, hurry up. ’
‘ they’re all mad, you know. ’
‘ blame you? blame you for what? ’
‘ unless you feel it isn’t safe? ’
‘ no, it’s safe enough. ’
‘ it must be something very bad. ’
‘ we’ve all got to stop running one day, you know. ’
STARTER CALL ! i know this is the last thing i should do because i’ve got so many drafts / memes to reply to, but i really wanna interact with more of you ! so give this a like for a starter & please specify the muse(s) or you won’t get one. thank you !
fiona gallagher / shakaloha·:
In a futile effort to combat the frigid Chicago midnight, the brunette female pulled the sleeves of her sweater down to cover her hands; her body shook just slightly from the lack of heat in the Gallagher house. The tile of the kitchen floor was cold enough to seep through her jeans, biting at her legs. Lacing her fingers between those of her companion, Fiona gave a small but reassuring smile. It had been a long, intense night. ❝ Hey, I’ve got you. It’s okay. ❞
⌈ closed starter — @theyremain·· ⌋
back falls victim to the cool wood against the cabinets near the floor, shoulders barely slouched as ian doesn’t care to acknowledge the chattering of his teeth. the gallagher house seemed to mimic the temperatures of the tundra that night, heat failing to work properly and letting the majority of them suffer. still, nothing could ever match the coldness of the hearts of their parents, a hereditary curse that would plague them all one day –––– or so he assumes. “ thanks, fi. ” stiff skin tightens even more as ian squeezes her hand, a reassuring gesture that he’ll be just fine. “ you think debs and carl and liam are okay upstairs ? i gave ‘em all the blankets from my bed to see if that’d help. ”