MULTI - MUSE

𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 .  𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 .  𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜  .  𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 .  𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛 .

 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚜 : 15.

𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 : 1. (  @xsafexspace  )

𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚞𝚎 : 08.

𝚒𝚗𝚋𝚘𝚡 : -

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enjoy a happy sia and a gorgeous Maya hawke

also hi I miss you all. what has changed around here?

darklydescended

i’d love to still write with everybody but feel like nobody really wants to write with me.

honestly, at this point the only muses i have muse for are michael and maybe lucy or billy. i feel like OCs aren’t really everybody’s cup of tea on here and just..I don’t know.

「 🌈 : @darklydescended​​​​​ 」

NOTICING TRAUMA SENTENCE STARTERS // accepting

based on this ask: “When is the last time you ate?”

Robin couldn’t answer that question. She really couldn’t think. Her head was pounding and everything felt foggy. It was hard just to piece the words together. Everything hurt. “Yesterday.” Was that right? No. Maybe not. It was a better answer than the truth she decided. The real answer was probably more like two days ago. And not very much. It was as though the word ate activated her stomach - made it rumble and remind her that she was in fact hungry. Very hungry. And thirsty and exhausted too. She knew she had to take care of one thing at a time. She was there with Angel now so she was in a safe place. Well, at least as safe as the old warehouse could be. Still better than home. She stretched sore and tired limbs out on the ratty old mattress they slept on when she was there. “I don’t feel so good.” That was an understatement. She felt as awful as she looked.

𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 . 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 . 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 . 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 - 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍 . 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 .

                       ✞ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒. ✞

↪ “ get it through your head, i’m not gonna just leave you here! “ / from michael asked by @darklydescended​

               ❝ You staying behind with me is going to put you in more danger than it’s worth. Why the hell do you gotta be so adamant about being my knight in shining armor right now?? ❞

' 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 . 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚒𝚍 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜 . ' 𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚊 . 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 .

𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 . 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚝 . 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚊 . 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔, 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 . 𝚜𝚊𝚖 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚛 . 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 , 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 . 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚋 - 𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕 .

 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 . 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚜 . 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 , 𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 . 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 , 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚊𝚜 , 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚋 - 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 .

 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚔𝚎 , 𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 . 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜 . 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 . 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 , 𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 . 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 . 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 - 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚡 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 .

 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑 , 𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 . ' 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚎 ? ' 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 . 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 . 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚠 .