‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝗶'𝗺 ⠀⠀ ..a ⠀⠀ *𐂂 ⠀⠀———

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

ᅠ

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

how ⠀ ⠀long ⠀ ⠀can ⠀ ⠀ 𝒀͟𝑶͟𝑼 ⠀ ⠀see ⠀ ⠀ 𝓼laughter.. ⠀ ⠀w𝔦thout ⠀ ⠀thinking ⠀ ⠀you're ⠀ ⠀ 𓄃 * https://t.co/ZS5rhHWo6t .ᐣ

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

/ i apologize for my lack of activity on here! i need to rewatch hannibal to gain my muse back for abi because i do miss writing for her, she’s a huge comfort character for me 🫶🫶

[ʸᵒᵘ 𝓵ᵒᵛᵉ †ᵒ ┈ 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐄 .ᐟ @CHARMANTFANGS]

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀﹡⠀𓉸 ༝⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𐕣 ༝

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

@LAMBOFDELIGHT / your pocket is very cozy 🫶

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

/ is my writing good? be honest 🙏

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

⠀
like for a gif starter, with or without context. mutuals only!

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

😧

[‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎H 𝕰͟ ͟L͟ ͟L͟ ‎ ‎ ‎ ABO͜͡VE ‎ ME‎. @PUNKSH0T]

⠀⠀

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

staring blankly at 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟.

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

/ cutely puts abigail in the yellowjackets verse

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

/ gonna do a small revamp on this account, then i’ll post a starter call :]

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

can she stay with @BLOOMEDR for a small while .. ?

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

“ i don’t have a home .. “ she declared in a mumble.

“ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃⁿʸᵐᵒʳᵉ .. “ last part being more of a thought that was released aloud.

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

⠀
frigid breeze tickled the softness of skin, causing it to decor a pinkish—hue, it indeed was quite cold … but, the poor girl unfortunately has nowhere to go . . +

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

nowhere to call 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 .. sitting upon a street bench, knees heavenward to chin, back hunched over. a shift of ocean irises, from train of thought to the stranger. +

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

/ “hope some of the other worlds are easier on me..” i’m fucking ill….

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

/ another day of me bawling over abigail hobbs again.

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

a shaky arm extended, retrieving glass & pills from him. with swift motion, pills gulped down, along with a sip of water.

[‍ ‍ ‍ 𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖇 ‍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ‍ * 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 @hislure]

⠀
heavy—lided optics slowly creep open. a groan, & an attempt to rise from comfort of warm soft pillows. sitting up, still trembling. a blanket hung low round bowed shoulders, +

[   𝓭𝘦͟𝘷͟𝘪͟𝘭'𝘴   .…    𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏. @rotresides]

the doctor leaves her side for only a moment before returning with cold water and two pills. perching at the edge of her bed, he offers both to her. “come. try and sit up and take these.”