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@whisperisms-blog1
hcmecomingxqueen:
“I honestly think it’s just some crap I found on Netflix. Can’t watch the good stuff because it means I’ll watch it instead of actually doing some work.” And she really needed to do some work.
“you should check out return to horror high. it’s cringey and i think it’s from like, the eighties. but it’s entertaining enough.”
indvlgcnce:
lannan’s brain was on overdrive. it didn’t click with him that his face was still a mess. his brain was more on the fact that him and felicia were not anything. the man rubbed his injured eye and shook his head, “ouch. uh.. it’s nothing wisp. don’t worry about it. it’s not really a big deal at all. it just fucking hurts when i accidentally touch it.” he said to the other, “i can handle myself. shit just happens.”
“shit just happens,” she repeated. “yeah, like running into a wall, or a tree, or dropping your phone in the toilet, that kinda shit just happens. you don’t just get clocked just because. people can’t just go around hitting people like that.” yeah, because you’re one to talk. you’re ready to go do the same thing to who hit him, she thought. “that’s not okay baby, don’t let people do that to you... did you at least hit them back and get them good?” she asked.
hcmecomingxqueen:
Okay so maybe Paige had taken up a little bit more space than she had initially intended to. That she could acknowledge as she looked over the papers and books sprawled across the four person table that she was at. The coffee kept coming and there was a half eaten muffin sitting next to the girl as she tapped away at her keyboard, her tablet propped up next to her playing a horror movie that she listened to through her the earphones hanging from her ears. It was like someone was watching her and Paige turned around quickly, pulling out one earphone, “Um if you’re judging the movie it helps me think. Which I now realise saying out loud makes me sound like I have a future as a serial killer which I swear is not the case.”
whisper smiled and shook her head. “i was just being nosy and seeing what movie it was,” she said. “sorry if i bothered you --- good choice, though.”
text | him.
Travis: Whatever you wanna start with
whisper: you brought it up, so you start.
text | him.
Travis: I guess everything
whisper: i agree on that too. but what do you want to talk about first?
text | him.
travis: we should really talk
whisper: i agree. about what?
indvlgcnce:
featuring // @whisperisms
lannan once again was out on a walk, for the third time in a row just today alone. he was more or less trying to keep himself from going to see his ex. it hurt him being away from her. but he knew this was for the better. until he was a little more grown up, he had to stay away. his face was still messed up pretty badly from the fight. the male sighed as he began to jog. the wind in his face helped. it felt night. his music blared in his ears. his surroundings became invisible. the male felt another body collide with his. he looked up to see his oldest sister. he pressed his lips together and raised his eyebrow, “oh fuck. uh… sorry, sis.” he said to her as he pressed his lips together. it was still weird that she was back in town.
she was finally off work at a decent time to actually enjoy the day. she only lived a few blocks from the hospital, so if she wasn’t running late or in a hurry to get there, she walked instead of drove. it gave her time to think, to have a plan for when she got to work, and it gave the baby some fresh air. as she pushed piper’s stroller, she wasn’t completely paying attention because she was responding to a text from a coworker when she felt herself run smack dab into someone else. that’s what she got for walking beside the stroller instead of pushing it from behind. immediately putting her phone in her pocket and deciding the text could wait, she gave her little brother a small smile. “it’s fine, no one got hurt... except you, what the hell happened to you?” she asked, looking at his face. “whose ass am i about to kick for doing that to you?”
teenaqeriot:
deep brown hues narrow almost cynically as an instant response to whisper’s blabbering of unfamiliar words, all lacking the irony necessary to make them acceptable. “ cail— what ? ” nadine cranes her neck to properly catch whisper’s gaze, her eyes almost pleading for her to just listen to herself. “ that all sounds like a lot, sure. but to me it sounds like you desperately need an evening to yourself, ” nadine highlights once more. “ you should be looking. and not simply for emergencies, either. you need a girl’s night, or at least a glass of wine or two without a baby crying in the background for hours. that kid doesn’t define you. don’t let it. just — take some time off, okay. ”
“i don’t need it, i just want it. what i need, is to make sure this human ball of fat and slobber is happy and healthy --- which she is. even if she does ruin the cutest clothes she owns at least once a week,” she said. whisper smiled, standing piper up on her thighs, holding onto her as she let her bounce up and down. “hey --- this kid is my responsibility. i wanted her. i planned her. she wasn’t a surprise and she’s not an inconvenience. i don’t get to just take time off of being a mother. parents don’t get to do that. being a parent is a full time job, twenty-four-seven. i knew what i was getting myself into when i decided to get pregnant, and i knew that meant giving up things i used to do regularly before having her. i can still do most of those things, she just comes with me. and i mean... i’m really not a drinker. plus, i breast feed mostly, and if i drink then i have to wait a certain amount of time, test the milk to make sure it’s not contaminated, pump until the alcohol is out of my system... that’s just a lot of work i don’t wanna deal with.”
traviswilliamss:
“i mean i’m sorry that i got cold feet a lot, but believe me that i wanted to be with you. even if it wasn’t being married.” travis just watched the little girl over and over and he just couldn’t believe everything that had happened. he couldn’t believe that he did that and it just wasn’t him to do such a thing. “yeah i am just sure she wants to know you are there though. she knows you better then anyone.”
“you don’t have to apologize for that. could you imagine the difficulty if we’d gotten married right when we got to boston, just to split up four years later with a baby on the way? would’ve made things more awkward,” she said. “sometimes i think it’s just cause she likes to hear her own voice,” whisper said as she smiled at the baby. “um... do you wanna hold her?”
crimscnskies:
“yeah , it would make your life a lot easier. i can imagine the amount of guesses you have to go through before you get it right.”
“i mean, she has certain cries. like, i know her ‘feed me’ cry, her ‘hold me’ cry, her ‘i just need to cry’ cry. but then there’s the issues inside of those. her feed me cry, she obviously wants to be fed. does she want a bottle? the boob? does she want her puff snacks? and the hold me cry, how does she want to be held? against my chest? football hold? on my hip, just on my lap? it’s stressful. but it’s so worth it for me. it’s not for everyone, that’s for sure. and now she’s teething. so that’s a new cry. it’s different from her ‘i’m in pain’ cry.”
traviswilliamss:
“well i went with you because you wanted to get away. i would have married you in front of your family even if they didn’t agree with what we did.” travis can’t believed he missed this and he regretted what he did, but he had to. he couldn’t do it yet. he wasn’t ready for this and his health was at such a low that he couldn’t have her worried when it was supposed to be all about her and not him. “hey those screams sound terrifying don’t they,” he smiled softly at the little girl.
“we both know if you were really willing and ready to marry me, we wouldn’t have put it off for four years, just to break up,” she said. harsh? possibly. but it was true. “yeah. especially when you’re minding your business. sleeping. and then this little trouble maker decides to scream because she thinks it’s funny,” she said, tickling piper’s belly and earning a giggle.
xreachfortheskylarx:
“I get that, but I think sometimes you just have to say ‘whatever’ and let go, you know? No point getting pissed at the things you can’t change. That seems like the easiest way to annoy yourself.” Which she knew was easier said than done. She’d tried to leave everything about her ‘old’ life behind, but that didn’t mean she actually had - not when it was so easy to think about the ‘what ifs’. “True, there’s that - but it’s like… Different versions of demons? Jeremy was a warlock, then the siren and… I was young when I watched them the first time, but wasn’t Cole the only sorta demon he was? Pre-source days when he was still Belthazor I mean. Which… I’m still not over. I screamed ‘oh my god, he’s a demon’ at Phoebe so many times when she didn’t know. At least when Leo lied about who he was, he was the good guy.”
“i mean, i personally feel they didn’t go far enough. my ass would have sued if people took my ideas from my show that someone else was trying to reboot. they’re not very great actresses in the new one, either. the one girl from the descendants movies? irritates the shit out of me. but... i guess i can’t talk too much shit. i’m not an actress. it’s not my work that got ripped off. but i’d be pissed if it was,” she said. “no, there was that sykes demon, remember? the one that was the opposite coloring of belthazor. he was mainly red with black markings, sykes was black with red markings. kissing with your eyes open is just weird.”
crimscnskies:
she was watching the mother and daughter interact , it hurt how happy she saw the other. nope , nope , no need to get selfish at this moment in time. “well , she does look perfect but i think they’re better at the age of when they can talk , they have a bit more character then.”
“it would be easier if she could talk. then she could just tell me what she wants instead of having to go through a series of failed guesses.”
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@whisper: she screamed. i screamed. spilled water everywhere. then slipped. after i cleaned up THAT mess, piper was laughing because of a mess SHE made. all over that brand new saucer seat. she thought it was funny. i did not. at least she’s cute though, right?
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traviswilliamss:
“i mean that’s not the reason i went with you, but whatever floats your boat,” he shrugged and just kept his eyes on the stroller that had the little girl in it. he just could not believe what he was seeing and he just wasn’t sure if this was real or a dream, but he just could not believe this little girl was his. that this was the life they created. “she’s all you though. just loves to be heard by everyone who will listen,” he chuckled.
“i ran away so we could get married. were we not on the same page, or have i been thinking a lie for the last five years?” she asked. whisper kissed piper’s cheek, blowing a small raspberry and earning a small giggle. “it scares the hell out of me. it’s because she wasn’t being paid attention to. if she wakes up from a nap and i’m in the shower, all i hear are little shrill squeals until i go get her. and it scares the dog too, he runs away from her when she does it.”
evamvyer-clson:
@whisperisms // “oh my god, isn’t that the lively-orwell girl?” “yeah, what the fuck is she doing here?” eva almost threw punches and the middle aged housewives standing behind them in line. her and whisper had been standing in line for lord knows how long trying to get some coffee to start their weekend. it was going well, better than usual, no had pointed at them, or even whispered something they couldn’t hear, it felt like for the first time in a while they could just have fun without feeling like they had a target behind their back. but everything changed when white mom™, deborah and jill, started talking. eva already felt uneasy, and she couldn’t imagine whisper was feeling much better.
“wait,” the woman she named deborah said, “isn’t that the new meyer-coulson girl?” eva’s breath hitched, that bitch. “i’ve never heard a single good thing about her” she nodded her head understandably, eva didn’t have the best reputation either, being known as the ‘new adopted kid’ and the ‘druggy of the family’ she couldn’t imagine the whole town to take a like on her. “well,” the other one, jill™ commented, “it’s like they say, evil walks with evil”
eva bit her lip, “hey whisp,” she suggested in a calm voice, “do want to get out of here? this line is ridiculous, i’m sure we can find a better place near your house..”
did people know how to whisper? evidently not. not only was it fucking rude... it was irritating. she could only handle so much. she knew she'd been talked about, but this was the first she heard it up close and personal. turning around, she gave the older women a smile. "hi. i'm whisper. like, that's my actual name. whisper. which is... exactly the opposite of what you're doing," she said. "i understand the shock of me being back, but it's kind of none of your business. i wasn't just some... teenager that didn't wanna listen to mom and dad so i ran away. i was an adult when i moved," she said. "i see you two are still... trying to be socialites. while you stayed here, married to your cheating husbands and continue to get drunk every afternoon, pay no attention to your children who deserve better parents, and popping xanax like your lives depend on it --- which it probably does by now --- i was in boston. getting my degree," she said stepping closer to the older women. "and now i'm back. i'm also a mother. and a nurse. i'm a literal fucking hero because i save babies lives. so you can keep talking shit about me, and about anybody else you want, but you should focus on yourselves instead of those more successful than you because if i hear one more fucking word about me come out of your botox injected lips, i'll personally undo all that plastic surgery you've had done and you won't be recognizable. how would you like to be remembered as nothing but a small last-page newspaper article about a breast implant found in the middle of a park with no body to account for?" she asked, in an almost sickly sweet tone, still sporting that polite smile.
she then turned back around and nodded to eva. "yeah. my neighborhood doesn't have so many... desperate housewives hanging around," she said.
traviswilliamss:
Travis was taken back by the screaming of the little girl and he couldn’t believe that she was his. This little girl was the one they wanted to make and talked about, but fear and anxiety got the best of him and it just wasn’t a situation he wanted to put them both in. “He is just being a dad. He will come around eventually and honestly you’re just his daughter so he has to act tough. It’s the same with my mom. She seems to like to yell though,” he chuckled softly.
“Yeah, but I’m an adult. He doesn’t get to tell me what to do anymore. we ran away to get away from all of that,” she said. at least, that’s why she ran away. mostly because they’d planned on marrying as soon as they got to boston, but that obviously didn’t happen. she was just tired of her parents still treating her like a child even though she was an adult at the time they ran away. the binky was pushed out of piper’s mouth and she immediately started babbling, pulling on her mother’s shirt to help her sit up. “what? you want out?” she asked, unbuckling the baby and picking her up to rest her on her hip.