Sleepy. It’s 12:30 here and my mom still hasn’t come home. Kinda worried. Hope she’s back soon. Night guys!))

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1 hour ago on 16 April 2014 ~ 12:25am 4 notes
Wendy is climbing out the window, dressed only in a hospital gown.

wendydemon:

whitney-dontstarve:

wendydemon:

whitney-dontstarve:

Before she could get halfway out Whitney reached out, latching ghee arm around Wendy’s forearm. She gave her a gentle smile, her touch rather gentle.

"Wendy? Why are in the hospital gown?"

 

Wendy had been staring at her claws when Whitney talked. When she was done speaking Wendy lay down on the bed and hugged her teddy, not looking directly at Whitney. “I love you.” She felt like Whitney didn’t get it, but she wouldn’t argue.

She sighed, knowing this was not the end of it and smiled as best as she could.

"I love you too." She stepped over, hugging her and placing a kiss on her head before lying down on the other side of the bed.

It didn’t take long for after Wendy had fallen asleep for her to start screaming bloody murder in her sleep.

And she had been expecting it. She rolled over, wrapping her arms around her and shushing her as best as possible. Singing a small song, she hoped to calm her down before neighbors came by to check up.

via  wendydemon  (originally  whitney-dontstarve)
2 hours ago on 15 April 2014 ~ 11:52pm 29 notes
Wendy is climbing out the window, dressed only in a hospital gown.

wendydemon:

whitney-dontstarve:

whitney-dontstarve:

Before she could get halfway out Whitney reached out, latching ghee arm around Wendy’s forearm. She gave her a gentle smile, her touch rather gentle.

"Wendy? Why are in the hospital gown?"

 

"Wendy…. to be honest…I know you didn’t mean to. She did too. If you really did… I’m certain that she understands that there is a perfectly understandable reason why. Don’t blame yourself for something you couldn’t control. And don’t blame yourself for something you can’t change because it’s in the past now. You move on. You forget it all and you keep going because you know what? It gets better. Things got better for me….. Because i have you and Vincent now. You and your sisters and brother… Don’t blame yourself." Tears slipping down, she struggled to give her a smile.

Wendy had been staring at her claws when Whitney talked. When she was done speaking Wendy lay down on the bed and hugged her teddy, not looking directly at Whitney. “I love you.” She felt like Whitney didn’t get it, but she wouldn’t argue.

She sighed, knowing this was not the end of it and smiled as best as she could.

"I love you too." She stepped over, hugging her and placing a kiss on her head before lying down on the other side of the bed.

via  wendydemon  (originally  whitney-dontstarve)
2 hours ago on 15 April 2014 ~ 11:45pm 29 notes
Wendy is climbing out the window, dressed only in a hospital gown.

wendydemon:

whitney-dontstarve:

whitney-dontstarve:

Before she could get halfway out Whitney reached out, latching ghee arm around Wendy’s forearm. She gave her a gentle smile, her touch rather gentle.

"Wendy? Why are in the hospital gown?"

 

Right. She reached out quickly scooping her up before she could resist and brought her in, shutting the window. 

"Don’t shout something that serious outside. Now… Tell me what happened. Did you actually kill her… or are you blaming yourself for her death…?"

"I killed her. I-" Her voice cracked as she tried not to sob. "My claws were-" She couldn’t talk over the lump that had formed in her throat.

"Wendy…. to be honest…I know you didn’t mean to. She did too. If you really did… I’m certain that she understands that there is a perfectly understandable reason why. Don’t blame yourself for something you couldn’t control. And don’t blame yourself for something you can’t change because it’s in the past now. You move on. You forget it all and you keep going because you know what? It gets better. Things got better for me….. Because i have you and Vincent now. You and your sisters and brother… Don’t blame yourself." Tears slipping down, she struggled to give her a smile.

via  wendydemon  (originally  whitney-dontstarve)
2 hours ago on 15 April 2014 ~ 11:33pm 29 notes

webbertheindigestible:

whitney-dontstarve:

webbertheindigestible:

Okay, so no one knew where they were? That was a bit strange, but he could accept that. 

He tilted his head, wondering why his new friend suddenly seemed very sad. He looked at her worriedly, ” A survival game? You mean it’s like when we play?”

"Webber….How old are you? " She wasn’t exactly sure…but he didn’t seem quite understanding of the danger he was in at the moment. Maybe that’s why he was so friendly… Poor thing. She’ll be sure to show him the ropes.

He looked at her, not fully understanding what she wanted, but complied. The boy held up both hands, splaying his fingers, ” I’m ten years old!” He tilted his head to the side for a second,asking Spider, “and Spider’s two moons!” 

Double personality? Just as suspected. She smiled at him before stooping down to his height and pat him on the head.

"Well then….You need to understand some grown up things… There are people in the world that aren’t nice. The man who brought every one here.. he isn’t nice. This isn’t a game where you have fun. It’s a serious game. You can die. I want you to be very careful ok Webber?" She said as best as she could, hoping that he would understand.

2 hours ago on 15 April 2014 ~ 11:29pm 8 notes
Wendy is climbing out the window, dressed only in a hospital gown.

wendydemon:

whitney-dontstarve:

whitney-dontstarve:

Before she could get halfway out Whitney reached out, latching ghee arm around Wendy’s forearm. She gave her a gentle smile, her touch rather gentle.

"Wendy? Why are in the hospital gown?"

 

"Why? Finding out why you are mad at yourself and figuring out the problem is going to help just please Wendy.." 

"I KILLED HER!" Probably not the best thing for her to yell while standing on the fire escape outside.

Right. She reached out quickly scooping her up before she could resist and brought her in, shutting the window. 

"Don’t shout something that serious outside. Now… Tell me what happened. Did you actually kill her… or are you blaming yourself for her death…?"

via  wendydemon  (originally  whitney-dontstarve)
2 hours ago on 15 April 2014 ~ 11:22pm 29 notes
((lips sewn)) He dropped what he had been carrying. "Oh god, they got you too!?"

sorcerergeneral:

whitney-dontstarve:

sorcerergeneral:

whitney-dontstarve:

sorcerergeneral:

whitney-dontstarve:

whitney-dontstarve:

She gave him a look of defeat and nodded, her arms wrapped around herself. She brought  a hand up now knowing why he didn’t want her to look. The expression of the other was just too much. She covered her mouth with a hand, whimpering slightly.

 

As soon as the wires slipped out of the top of her lip, the wounds themselves closed, Cyrix’s deal at work. She motioned for him to just continue and to pull them through. The sooner they were out the better.

He nodded and went straight to it. Pleased to see his deal paying off, he focused on speed rather than comfort or damage control.

With each one that he slipped out, the wound closed, thankfully no scars evident. When the last one was out she groaned, hissing at the pain, working her jaw to loosen it.

"Thank you…."

he cupped her face when he was finished. “You alright?”

"I’m worthless….Did you know about her?…About Ebony? I…." She pushed his hands away softly, her own covering her mouth as she tried to keep herself from falling apart.

She remembered? “What? what do you mean? she didn’t… this isn’t her fault is it?” he knew ebony was a bit odd but never would have thought…

"Royston. He…He was acting weird and just.." Now she knew why Ebony deprived her of the memories. The guilt and pain was almost too much. The will and happiness she had gained from her new family and her fiancé was now almost gone in the wake of this pain. 

via  sorcerergeneral  (originally  whitney-dontstarve)
2 hours ago on 15 April 2014 ~ 11:18pm 22 notes
Librarian 78

sorcerergeneral:

whitney-dontstarve:

sorcerergeneral:

whitney-dontstarve:

whitney-dontstarve:

((First book was a manga so I went with the second one and it’s Two Moon Princess. Guess this is that college au I’ve been thinking about for forever.))
“What do you study?” I ask hastily. I did not want him to start asking me questions about my supposed country.

 

"Yes. I paint and draw a lot… Not so much sculpting… Maybe i can get you to model for me sometime so i can paint you."

"ME!?" HA, that was a funny thought. She was being very nice, but he didn’t believe for a second she’d really want him to pose for her. "Nah you wouldn’t want to paint me…"

"Oh come on! I’d love to! You aren’t one of those people that just can’t sit still are you? If not then i’ll just have to get a picture of you to use but that’s not as fun." She teased, nudging him on the arm.

he shrugged again. He wasn’t even sure if this was going well so far or not, and here she was sounding like she’s ready to plan out next time. “Well, um… I guess if you really want to i could give it a shot.” Now what could he do? He had to come up with something on that same sort of level, right?

"Great! I’ve been looking for a good male to model for me." She was all smiles again, hands in her cardigan pockets. 

"So anything else you do other than study and game?"

via  sorcerergeneral  (originally  whitney-dontstarve)
2 hours ago on 15 April 2014 ~ 11:15pm 79 notes
Wendy is climbing out the window, dressed only in a hospital gown.

wendydemon:

whitney-dontstarve:

whitney-dontstarve:

Before she could get halfway out Whitney reached out, latching ghee arm around Wendy’s forearm. She gave her a gentle smile, her touch rather gentle.

"Wendy? Why are in the hospital gown?"

 

She reached up, covering her hands with her own, giving her a smile.
"I’m a terrible mother because you have a much….much older sister…..and I wasn’t there for her." Letting out a long sigh, Whitney didn’t care if her hand got cut or if she was hurt at all. In honesty if she didn’t have to take care of the kids and wouldn’t miss Vincent so much…she’s end herself. The guilt was eating her alive as well.

Wendy couldn’t take Whitney talking like that. “I am mad at myself!” Wendy yelled, answering her first question, not wanting Whitney to blame herself.

"Why? Finding out why you are mad at yourself and figuring out the problem is going to help just please Wendy.." 

via  wendydemon  (originally  whitney-dontstarve)
3 hours ago on 15 April 2014 ~ 11:12pm 29 notes

webbertheindigestible:

whitney-dontstarve:

whitney-dontstarve started following you

whitney-dontstarve:

Oh! Well…This wasn’t exactly new to her. Having met one other spider person she smiled at them for being so friendly and laughed gently.

"Hello there Webber. It’s nice to meet you. My name is Whitney Morrow. It’s nice to see someone so energetic here!" She chirped…

Oh dear… A new survivor. Giving a long sigh she patted his hand before shaking her head.
"I’m afraid no one does… The only thing that the others here know is that there is no way off and it’s.. Like a survival game. I’m sorry Webber." She gave him a sincere look, patting his shoulder lightly.

Okay, so no one knew where they were? That was a bit strange, but he could accept that. 

He tilted his head, wondering why his new friend suddenly seemed very sad. He looked at her worriedly, ” A survival game? You mean it’s like when we play?”

"Webber….How old are you? " She wasn’t exactly sure…but he didn’t seem quite understanding of the danger he was in at the moment. Maybe that’s why he was so friendly… Poor thing. She’ll be sure to show him the ropes.

3 hours ago on 15 April 2014 ~ 11:09pm 8 notes
((lips sewn)) He dropped what he had been carrying. "Oh god, they got you too!?"

sorcerergeneral:

whitney-dontstarve:

sorcerergeneral:

whitney-dontstarve:

whitney-dontstarve:

She gave him a look of defeat and nodded, her arms wrapped around herself. She brought  a hand up now knowing why he didn’t want her to look. The expression of the other was just too much. She covered her mouth with a hand, whimpering slightly.

 

As soon as the wires slipped out of the top of her lip, the wounds themselves closed, Cyrix’s deal at work. She motioned for him to just continue and to pull them through. The sooner they were out the better.

He nodded and went straight to it. Pleased to see his deal paying off, he focused on speed rather than comfort or damage control.

With each one that he slipped out, the wound closed, thankfully no scars evident. When the last one was out she groaned, hissing at the pain, working her jaw to loosen it.

"Thank you…."

he cupped her face when he was finished. “You alright?”

"I’m worthless….Did you know about her?…About Ebony? I…." She pushed his hands away softly, her own covering her mouth as she tried to keep herself from falling apart.

via  sorcerergeneral  (originally  whitney-dontstarve)
3 hours ago on 15 April 2014 ~ 11:07pm 22 notes
Wendy is climbing out the window, dressed only in a hospital gown.

wendydemon:

whitney-dontstarve:

whitney-dontstarve:

Before she could get halfway out Whitney reached out, latching ghee arm around Wendy’s forearm. She gave her a gentle smile, her touch rather gentle.

"Wendy? Why are in the hospital gown?"

 

"Please… I know you’re strong enough to do it and if you did….it’d be for a good reason. Whether i’m acting up or… you’re simply in a mood and i didn’t see it…I wouldn’t care…Wendy i love you so much just please…I already feel like such a terrible mother please let me at least try to help…"

"No! Please. Stop. You’re not-" Wendy was gripping her hair with her claws. All the guilt she felt overwhelming her.

She reached up, covering her hands with her own, giving her a smile.
"I’m a terrible mother because you have a much….much older sister…..and I wasn’t there for her." Letting out a long sigh, Whitney didn’t care if her hand got cut or if she was hurt at all. In honesty if she didn’t have to take care of the kids and wouldn’t miss Vincent so much…she’s end herself. The guilt was eating her alive as well.

via  wendydemon  (originally  whitney-dontstarve)
3 hours ago on 15 April 2014 ~ 10:59pm 29 notes
Wendy is climbing out the window, dressed only in a hospital gown.

wendydemon:

whitney-dontstarve:

whitney-dontstarve:

Before she could get halfway out Whitney reached out, latching ghee arm around Wendy’s forearm. She gave her a gentle smile, her touch rather gentle.

"Wendy? Why are in the hospital gown?"

 

"And i wouldn’t care if you did it a second time." She stated plainly. It was true. She knew Wendy wouldn’t do it and if she did it’d be for a good reason. Whether it be Whitney’s fault or hers she’d still love her.

Wendy was frozen in place trying and failing not to cry.

"Please… I know you’re strong enough to do it and if you did….it’d be for a good reason. Whether i’m acting up or… you’re simply in a mood and i didn’t see it…I wouldn’t care…Wendy i love you so much just please…I already feel like such a terrible mother please let me at least try to help…"

via  wendydemon  (originally  whitney-dontstarve)
3 hours ago on 15 April 2014 ~ 10:37pm 29 notes
Wendy is climbing out the window, dressed only in a hospital gown.

wendydemon:

whitney-dontstarve:

whitney-dontstarve:

Before she could get halfway out Whitney reached out, latching ghee arm around Wendy’s forearm. She gave her a gentle smile, her touch rather gentle.

"Wendy? Why are in the hospital gown?"

 

She released her, sighing deeply, pain and confusion in her eyes.

"Wendy…. Please…I’m here to listen and to be your mother. I’m not scared….You shouldn’t be either….Just….please."

She slipped out the window, standing on the fire escape. “…. I’ve killed you before too…”

"And i wouldn’t care if you did it a second time." She stated plainly. It was true. She knew Wendy wouldn’t do it and if she did it’d be for a good reason. Whether it be Whitney’s fault or hers she’d still love her.

via  wendydemon  (originally  whitney-dontstarve)
3 hours ago on 15 April 2014 ~ 10:32pm 29 notes
Librarian 78

sorcerergeneral:

whitney-dontstarve:

whitney-dontstarve:

((First book was a manga so I went with the second one and it’s Two Moon Princess. Guess this is that college au I’ve been thinking about for forever.))
“What do you study?” I ask hastily. I did not want him to start asking me questions about my supposed country.

 

"Yes. I paint and draw a lot… Not so much sculpting… Maybe i can get you to model for me sometime so i can paint you."

"ME!?" HA, that was a funny thought. She was being very nice, but he didn’t believe for a second she’d really want him to pose for her. "Nah you wouldn’t want to paint me…"

"Oh come on! I’d love to! You aren’t one of those people that just can’t sit still are you? If not then i’ll just have to get a picture of you to use but that’s not as fun." She teased, nudging him on the arm.

via  sorcerergeneral  (originally  whitney-dontstarve)
3 hours ago on 15 April 2014 ~ 10:31pm 79 notes