#` ✞ the wheel. ⁞ from the flames of the fire‚ throwing stars at the sky.
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tag dump part 3 ... zailors !
#` ✞ priscilla. ⁞ for life is this way‚ murdering beauty and passions.#` ✞ davy jones. ⁞ conflicted by your hurt‚ so let me share your pain.#` ✞ anubis. ⁞ holy one‚ holy water‚ drink until you’re under.#` ✞ eos. ⁞ until your rapture falls to pieces#` ✞ xuesong. ⁞ will you be on the other side‚ will you forget me?#` ✞ yufei. ⁞ you can pay what you want‚ but you’ll never own me.#` ✞ the flint. ⁞ ancient dreams in a modern land.#` ✞ the wheel. ⁞ from the flames of the fire‚ throwing stars at the sky.#` ✞ the tide. ⁞ i’ll keep you company in one furious harmony.#` ✞ the seven coils. ⁞ hoping at the gates‚ they’ll tell me that you’re mine.
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Fastest Girl in Town - Angel Reyes x Reader (NSFW)
Tagging: @witches-unruly-heart @annetje @infinity-mars @danzer8705 @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @the-wandering-lunatic @anime-weeb-4-life @vannabanana1995 @multifandomloversworld @camelia35 @harperdoodle @queeniesdiary @laylasbunbunny @est1887 @justazzie
When Angel first meets you, he’s playing getaway driver as a favour to Riz, who stuck taking care of Club business up in Vegas. After the whole fiasco with the tunnel, Angel figures he owes him, so he does as he’s told and parks a Buick at the corner of some disused farmland and waits for his passenger.
He’s in the middle of his third cigarette when he hears a ‘WOOSH’ and he sees a surge of flames erupt from a field in the distance. The bright orange blaze licking up towards the night sky, like forked tongues. He can feel the heat from here, the raw power of the fire searing through the quiet. The air is thick with smoke, it bellows across the landscape in a thick black cloud, bleeding into the heavens. The stench of kush is in the air, not the fragrant scent he’s used to smelling but something more earthy.
It's the gun shot that jerks his senses into overdrive. It’s a pop in the distance and he sees the figure clad in a black hoodie hauling ass towards the car.
Another bullet pings off the Buick and before he knows it, he’s fucking behind the wheel, turning the key and bringing the engine to life with a roar. The passenger door slams shut as you throw yourself inside, yelling for him to drive. He doesn’t need to be told twice, he shifts gear and puts his fucking foot down.
It’s a few minutes into the drive that you tear the hood from your head, and he realises that his fugitive is a woman. A fucking stunning one at that. Your hair is wild from its confinement. It falls across your features when you turn to look at him, your eyes shining bright from the light of the moon. Your cheeks are flushed with adrenaline, your lips curving up into a sinful smile as you try to catch your breath. Clasped in your hand is a silver Zippo, he watches from the corner of his eye as your thumb runs over an inscription etched upon the surface.
It takes him 120 seconds to fall in love.
It’s not the beginning of a traditional fairy-tale but it’s the beginning of his.
That night he fucks you in the back of the Buick, or rather you fuck him. He’s never been with someone so dynamic before, someone as wild and fucking untamed as he is. When you pin his hands above his head, he submits to you entirely. You could do anything you fucking wanted to him right now and he’d take it, if it meant that he could make this brief snippet of time with you last.
It blurs for him, emotions and feelings tumbling together as you sink down on his cock. There’s an intimacy in the madness that he craves, something he’s never been able to get anywhere else. Your taste like strawberries, your lips soft and tender as your tongue dips into his mouth. You mark his skin in the throes of ecstasy, biting down on the curve of his throat as your cunt squeezes him so fucking tightly, he sees stars when he comes. The intermingling of the pleasure and the pain, taps something inside of him, he lets out a fucking sob, because it feels so fucking good not to be the one in charge for once.
In the aftermath you share a blunt, one that you pull out of a silver cigarette case that matches the lighter in your pocket. He sees the emblem on the front and suddenly he understands who you are, why Riz needed someone he could trust to help you out.
The Kush Queen, they call you back at the MC.
He’s never laid eyes on you before tonight, it’s usually Riz and Creeper that take care of that side of things. He knows your semi legit, that you have one farm that you use to sell in the California and the other one on Riz’s land, that ships out of state.
He knows that you’re the proprietor of Rose Kush, he read the interview you did discussing how the ever-changing state regulations were putting a stranglehold on small farmers. People with excellent quality products, that could help folks who couldn’t afford medical expenses because the premiums were too high. He knows that you donate to the Sweetleaf Collective, to make sure patients on a lower income get the relief they need because they can’t get it anywhere else.
In the hazy afterglow you tell him why you set the fire, that Simon James, a rival of yours blinded one of your workers when he wouldn’t give up the location of your second farm, the illegal one. Angel understands that loyalty begets loyalty. It’s an eye for an eye, so to speak and you couldn’t let that piece of shit get away with hurting someone you cared about so you decided to hit him where it hurt, his bottom line.
You aren’t afraid to get your hands dirty and Angel respects that.
You tell him you fully intend to salt the fucking earth, so the bastard can never grow another crop again.
As he sits in the back of the Buick, high and fucked out, shirt hanging open over his unzipped jeans, he thinks there has to be a fucking country song about this kinda shit.
“There is.” You tell him, plucking the joint from between his fingers and taking a drag. He watches as you blow the plume out from between your lips, and he thinks it might just be the sexiest fucking thing he’s ever seen. “It’s by Miranda Lambert and it’s called the Fastest Girl in Town.”
He laughs because he’s heard that song and yea, it’s about right.
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random assorted ToTK tips, with minimal spoilers
-you probably know that jumping into a shield surf gives you a little bit of airtime, but if your currently equipped shield has a Wing fused to it, you get way more air
-Similarly if you fuse a Sled or a mine cart to your shield, you can shield surf way smoother
-Pretty obvious that using a ruby, topaz, and sapphire on a magic rod makes it create fire, lightning, and ice balls respectively. Using a star shard creates non-damaging balls of glowing light which are great for depths exploration
-one of the best vehicles you can throw together is a sled with a fans on the back and a steering wheel up front. It works on pretty much every terrain but a drawback is it doesn't have a lot of going power, especially uphill unless you use more than two fans.
-if you're trying to takeoff using a wing vehicle, lift it up in the air then drop it, then hop on and use reversal to bring it back into the air. Start it up before cancelling the reversal, and you should have no problem going
-If you fuse a shield to a 2h weapon like a spear or greatsword, you can use it to block. No damage bonus though.
-You really can fuse anything to anything. Attach a puffshroom to a rocket to create a smoke grenade launcher. attach a buncha muddle buds to the front of a vehicle and ram into enemies to make em go nuts. Attach a ton of weapons to the back of a cart to up your weapon supply infinitely
-Getting into the depths is really easy. Getting out is a lot harder. Dragons come and go from certain holes though, and they create updrafts when you fly close enough. You could *probably* fly out of the same hole a dragon's coming out of.
-Using a large zonai charge gives you a whole extra battery pack on top of whatever it charges. Plus using large zonai charges in gacha machines gives you WAAAAY more prizes.
-You have WAAAAY more options about going up in this game. Build a big pillar and ascend through the top. Attach a balloon and flame emitter to a box you stand on. Do the hot pepper trick where they make updrafts, but with pinecones which is WAAAAAY more effective.
-Just holding a weapon with fire/ice elemental effects will balance out any adverse weather conditions. That's not just rubies and sapphires, that goes for monster parts too.
-The labyrinths are now three-part mazes that are on the ground, sky, and depths. This isn't a tip it's a warning. Good luck.
-If you beat that hidden boss that drops the weapons that depend on your hp value for the attack and deal gloom damage the more you use em, the former uses temporary hp in its damage calculation. Cook up 5 hearty durians and suddenly you have the power of god in that bow. For the latter, gloom takes out empty hearts, so if you're low on health and don't have any healing items, you've got nothing to lose by abusing gloom.
-Gerudo weapons double the damage value fused materials give them. Save your absolute best upgrades for them and you'll be walking around with swords with well over 100 attack power.
-the names of weapons can clue you in on what you can use the weapons for. sledges and hammers, for example, can break rock
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types of people: sources of light. bold what applies, italicize what sort of applies! Reblog or repost, up to you. Reposted from an rp blog.
@melting-morning-blues @thehistorynut19 @mu1m1-yum3
sun rays. effervescent smiles. dandelion puffs. bare feet. beach waves. flowers pressed into books. champagne glasses. rose-gold eye shadow. boho skirts. wire-rimmed glasses. hair in loose waves. kaleidoscope eyes. sunshine in your hair. fire in your soul.
incandescent bulbs. crop tops. floral print. dancing in the rain. quiet defiance. hand-knit beanies. rosé. painted bookmarks. marble floors. cirrus clouds against a blue sky. polaroid pictures. hands held. fingers intertwined. flower crowns. baby bluebirds.
stardust. lace bralettes. brisk breezes. jasmine-scented perfume. books with yellowed pages. tracking constellations. sterling silver. violin music. chess games. iced coffee. glittery dresses. high heels. secret grins. midnight meetings. wishing upon a star.
candle flames. denim jackets. gladiator sandals. braided hair. messenger bags. movies at the cinema. stolen kisses. wax-sealed envelopes. haiku poetry. cherry wood. succulents. fountain pens. jigsaw puzzles. soft tired eyes. hidden smiles. cuddling with someone you trust.
moonbeams. newspapers. over-sized sweaters. dancing shadows. fleece throws. cutoff shorts. piano chords. red wine. messy buns. embossed journals. a hint of blush dusted across your cheeks. freshly fallen snow. tranquil solitude. burning incense. light hair & dark skin.
auroras. combat boots. burgundy lips. infectious laughter. spiral-bound notebooks. pencils used down to the stub. ripped jeans. painted nails. cloud-watching. summer thunderstorms. hiking trails. vinyl records. film cameras. skating on a frozen lake. hot chocolate by the fire.
fireworks. dancing until the break of dawn. heelys. being wheeled around in a shopping cart by your best friend. the euphoria of soaring through the air. being excited for what the future holds. group hugs. colorful tattoos. bronzer-highlighted cheeks. hugging a stuffed animal. lifting a child onto your shoulders. space buns. bright streaks in your hair.
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types of people: sources of light.
[ reposted from @lacunasbalustrade! ]
bold what applies, italicise what sort of applies!
sun rays. effervescent smiles. dandelion puffs. bare feet. beach waves. flowers pressed into books. champagne glasses. rose-gold eye shadow. boho skirts. wire-rimmed glasses. hair in loose waves. kaleidoscope eyes. sunshine in your hair. fire in your soul.
incandescent bulbs. crop tops. floral print. dancing in the rain. quiet defiance. hand-knit beanies. rosé. painted bookmarks. marble floors. cirrus clouds against a blue sky. polaroid pictures. hands held. fingers intertwined. flower crowns. baby bluebirds.
stardust. lace bralettes. brisk breezes. jasmine-scented perfume. books with yellowed pages. tracking constellations. sterling silver. violin music. chess games. iced coffee. glittery dresses. high heels. secret grins. midnight meetings. wishing upon a star.
candle flames. denim jackets. gladiator sandals. braided hair. messenger bags. movies at the cinema. stolen kisses. wax-sealed envelopes. haiku poetry. cherry wood. succulents. fountain pens. jigsaw puzzles. soft tired eyes. hidden smiles. cuddling with someone you trust.
moonbeams. newspapers. over-sized sweaters. dancing shadows. fleece throws. cutoff shorts. piano chords. red wine. messy buns. embossed journals. a hint of blush dusted across your cheeks. freshly fallen snow. tranquil solitude. burning incense. light hair & dark skin.
auroras. combat boots. burgundy lips. infectious laughter. spiral-bound notebooks. pencils used down to the stub. ripped jeans. painted nails. cloud-watching. summer thunderstorms. hiking trails. vinyl records. film cameras. skating on a frozen lake. hot chocolate by the fire.
fireworks. dancing until the break of dawn. heelys. being wheeled around in a shopping cart by your best friend. the euphoria of soaring through the air. being excited for what the future holds. group hugs. colourful tattoos. bronzer-highlighted cheeks. hugging a stuffed animal. lifting a child onto your shoulders. space buns. bright streaks in your hair.
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𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞: 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.
sun rays. effervescent smiles. dandelion puffs. bare feet. beach waves. flowers pressed into books. champagne glasses. rose-gold eye shadow. boho skirts. wire-rimmed glasses. hair in loose waves. kaleidoscope eyes. sunshine in your hair. fire in your soul.
incandescent bulbs. crop tops. floral print. dancing in the rain. quiet defiance. hand-knit beanies. rosé. painted bookmarks. marble floors. cirrus clouds against a blue sky. polaroid pictures. hands held. fingers intertwined. flower crowns. baby bluebirds.
stardust. lace bralettes. brisk breezes. jasmine-scented perfume. books with yellowed pages. tracking constellations. sterling silver. violin music. chess games. iced coffee. glittery dresses. high heels. secret grins. midnight meetings. wishing upon a star.
candle flames. denim jackets. gladiator sandals. braided hair. messenger bags. movies at the cinema. stolen kisses. wax-sealed envelopes. haiku poetry. cherry wood. succulents. fountain pens. jigsaw puzzles. soft tired eyes. hidden smiles. cuddling with someone you trust.
moonbeams. newspapers. over-sized sweaters. dancing shadows. fleece throws. cutoff shorts. piano chords. red wine. messy buns. embossed journals. a hint of blush dusted across your cheeks. freshly fallen snow. tranquil solitude. burning incense. light hair & dark skin.
auroras. combat boots. burgundy lips. infectious laughter. spiral-bound notebooks. pencils used down to the stub. ripped jeans. painted nails. cloud-watching. summer thunderstorms. hiking trails. vinyl records. film cameras. skating on a frozen lake. hot chocolate by the fire.
fireworks. dancing until the break of dawn. heelys. being wheeled around in a shopping cart by your best friend. the euphoria of soaring through the air. being excited for what the future holds. group hugs. colorful tattoos. bronzer-highlighted cheeks. hugging a stuffed animal. lifting a child onto your shoulders. space buns. bright streaks in your hair.
tagged by stolen from the dash
tagging @dvarapala & @starsspin for amelia & @lokadottr & @highaevr & @emeraldshe & @novellasmart & if you see this and want to do it please tag me i’m very bad at thinking of urls for these !!
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your muse's aesthetics as the sources of light.
bold what applies to your muse, italicize what sometimes applies to them. please repost, don't reblog !
sun rays: effervescent smiles, dandelion puffs, bare feet, beach waves, flowers pressed into books, champagne glasses, rose-gold eye shadow, boho skirts, wire-rimmed glasses, hair in loose waves, kaleidoscope eyes, sunshine in your hair, fire in your soul.
incandescent bulbs: crop tops, floral print, dancing in the rain, quiet defiance, hand-knit beanies, rosé, painted bookmarks, marble floors, cirrus clouds against a blue sky, polaroid pictures, hands held, fingers intertwined, flower crowns, baby bluebirds.
stardust: lace bralettes, brisk breezes, jasmine-scented perfume, books with yellowed pages, tracking constellations, sterling silver, violin music, chess games, iced coffee, glittery dresses, high heels, secret grins, midnight meetings, wishing upon a star.
candle flames: denim jackets, gladiator sandals, braided hair, messenger bags, movies at the cinema, stolen kisses, wax-sealed envelopes, haiku poetry, cherry wood, succulents, fountain pens, jigsaw puzzles, soft tired eyes, hidden smiles, cuddling with someone you trust.
moonbeams: newspapers, over-sized sweaters, dancing shadows, fleece throws, cutoff shorts, piano chords, red wine, messy buns, embossed journals, a hint of blush dusted across your cheeks, freshly fallen snow, tranquil solitude, burning incense.
auroras: combat boots, burgundy lips, infectious laughter, spiral-bound notebooks, pencils used down to the stub, ripped jeans, painted nails, cloud-watching, summer thunderstorms, hiking trails, vinyl records, film cameras, skating on a frozen lake, hot chocolate by the fire.
fireworks: dancing until the break of dawn, heelys, being wheeled around in a shopping cart by your best friend, the euphoria of soaring through the air, being excited for what the future holds, group hugs, colorful tattoos, bronzer-highlighted cheeks, hugging a stuffed animal, lifting a child onto your shoulders, space buns, bright streaks in your hair.
tagging: you ! if you see this on your dash and you'd like to do it for your muse, feel free to steal this from me !
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types of people: sources of light. ˎˊ˗
bold: always applies. italic: sometimes applies.
i. sun rays, effervescent smiles, dandelion puffs, bare feet, beach waves, flowers pressed into books, champagne glasses, rose-gold eye shadow, boho skirts, wire-rimmed glasses, hair in loose waves, kaleidoscope eyes, sunshine in your hair, fire in your soul.
ii. incandescent bulbs. crop tops, floral print, dancing in the rain, quiet defiance, hand-knit beanies, rosé, painted bookmarks, marble floors, cirrus clouds against a blue sky, polaroid pictures, hands held, fingers intertwined, flower crowns, baby bluebirds.
iii. stardust. lace bralettes, brisk breezes, jasmine-scented perfume, books with yellowed pages, tracking constellations, sterling silver, violin music, chess games, iced coffee, glittery dresses, high heels, secret grins, midnight meetings, wishing upon a star.
iv. candle flames. denim jackets, gladiator sandals, braided hair, messenger bags, movies at the cinema, stolen kisses, wax-sealed envelopes, haiku poetry, cherry wood, succulents, fountain pens, jigsaw puzzles, soft tired eyes, hidden smiles, cuddling with someone you trust.
v. moonbeams. newspapers, over-sized sweaters, dancing shadows, fleece throws, cutoff shorts, piano chords, red wine, messy buns, embossed journals, a hint of blush dusted across your cheeks, freshly fallen snow, tranquil solitude, burning incense, light hair and dark skin.
vi. auroras. combat boots, burgundy lips, infectious laughter, spiral-bound notebooks, pencils used down to the stub, ripped jeans, painted nails, cloud-watching, summer thunderstorms, hiking trails, vinyl records, film cameras, skating on a frozen lake, hot chocolate by the fire.
vii. fireworks. dancing until the break of dawn, heelys, being wheeled around in a shopping cart by your best friend, the euphoria of soaring through the air, being excited for what the future holds, group hugs, colorful tattoos, bronzer-highlighted cheeks, hugging a stuffed animal, lifting a child onto your shoulders, space buns, bright streaks in your hair.
stolen from; @luckpushed ♡♡
tagging; you, steal this and say i tagged you!
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Gods from the stars
The battle was almost over. It had been a long and bloody one for both sides, but Sverre and his men had been lucky. The gods had been fighting with them. They all knew the stories of old, about how the fimbulwinter had killed almost all humans after the big war last time the gods had visited, almost 7 generations ago. This time the gods didnt fight among themselfes, but with the humans, against humans, and so they probably wouldnt experience such a catastrophy again.
The stories about giant beasts, lightning killing people in the tenfolds, mighty heroes being slaughtered where they stood, made the hairs in his neck stand up, just by the thought of it. He was glad they hadn’t experienced that today. Today only men had died. Lots of them. The gods who had fought with them had made sure of that, with their mighty weapons and magical armour. No matter how good a sword the enemy had, none of them had managed to harm any of the gods.
They had arrived only 2 days earlier, a huge cart had sailed down from the sky, fire, lighting and smoke comming from big round wheels at the back of it. It could only be one god arriving like that, Thor. He was tall with huge muscles, almost impossibly strong, with long red hair and beard, almost looking like it continued down under his armor. Such long hair was a sure sign of a mighty person.
There were other gods arriving with him too, all with impressive hair and beards. They had spoken the language of old, so they hadnt understood each other so well at first, only Thor seeming like the one that had kept up with what had been going on down at Midgard since the war. Therefor he did all the talking for the rest of the gods.
Sverre had barely belived his own eyes, being visited by the gods. He hoped he was lucky, and it was not a trick. They were to go to war in a couple days, and would need all the luck they could get. A large army had been spotted at their kingdoms northern border, the one towards Telemark. Rumours said it was the king of Hedmarka that had invaded south to expand his kingdom, and Sverre being a proud Egde, had not wanted to be ruled by a king not from Agder.
There had been sent for the leidang to gather, to meet this invading army, and when joined by the gods, the battle had easily gone in their favor. Thor had been wielding his hammer, crushing shields and men with easy. He had even sent lighting from it, flames spitting from a hole in the hammerhead, and a huge bang sounding from it. Lightning and thunder, just like the old tales had said he could do. The other gods had also used their magical wapons, Spears you could point at the enemy, and they would be ripped to pieces, didnt have to throw the spears even.
They had won the battle, but many men had died. The gods talking loudly among themselfes, almost like they had been disagreeing on even being there, In the end, Thor had told Sverre that them being here, had been frowned upon among the other gods, and they had been told to go back. Such power they had, was still to dangerious for the humans, and they would be leaving them alone until the Humans one day would come join them among the stars.
Sverre stood looking at Thors chariot take off into the sky, sparks flying everywhere from the big glowing wheels at the back, and it sounding like a thunderstorm. To travel to Åsgård to meet the gods again, was not something that would happen while he was alive.
#humans are space australians#humans are space orcs#no clue what i'm doing#humans are weird#aliensandvikings
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oc aesthetics.
thanks to the lovely @solarisrenbeth for tagging me in this oc aesthetics challenge!!! I’ve been in desperate need of inspiration, so I made a messy moodboard to go along with it. tagging @nerdferatum, @sailorpleiades @follies-fixture, @notasdryapricots, and @ariendiel (if ya want to, no pressure as always <3)
ESTE [she/her, LITG + Body Count]
highest aesthetics score: Light - Incandescent Bulbs | Body Language - Insecurity & Anxiety | Sense - Touch
— LIGHT SOURCES
SUN RAYS. effervescent smiles, dandelion puffs, bare feet, beach waves, flowers pressed into books, champagne glasses, rose-gold eye shadow, boho skirts, wire-rimmed glasses, hair in loose waves, kaleidoscope eyes, sunshine in your hair, fire in your soul.
INCANDESCENT BULBS. crop tops, floral print, dancing in the rain, quiet defiance, hand-knit beanies, rosé, painted bookmarks, marble floors, cirrus clouds against a blue sky, polaroid pictures, hands held, fingers intertwined, flower crowns, baby bluebirds.
STARDUST. lace bralettes, brisk breezes, jasmine-scented perfume, books with yellowed pages, tracking constellations, sterling silver, violin music, chess games, iced coffee, glittery dresses, high heels, secret grins, midnight meetings, wishing upon a star.
CANDLE FLAMES. denim jackets, gladiator sandals, braided hair, messenger bags, movies at the cinema, stolen kisses, wax-sealed envelopes, haiku poetry, cherry wood, succulents, fountain pens, jigsaw puzzles, soft tired eyes, hidden smiles, cuddling with someone you trust.
MOONBEAMS. newspapers, over-sized sweaters, dancing shadows, fleece throws, cutoff shorts, piano chords, red wine, messy buns, embossed journals, a hint of blush dusted across your cheeks, freshly fallen snow, tranquil solitude, burning incense.
AURORAS. combat boots, burgundy lips, infectious laughter, spiral-bound notebooks, pencils used down to the stub, ripped jeans, painted nails, cloud-watching, summer thunderstorms, hiking trails, vinyl records, film cameras, skating on a frozen lake, hot chocolate by the fire.
FIREWORKS. dancing until the break of dawn, Heelys, being wheeled around in a shopping cart by your best friend, the euphoria of soaring through the air, being excited for what the future holds, group hugs, colorful tattoos, bronzer-highlighted cheeks, hugging a stuffed animal, lifting a child onto your shoulders, space buns, bright streaks in your hair.
— BODY LANGUAGE
DEFENSIVENESS. arms crossed on chest, crossing legs, fist-like gestures, pointing index finger, karate chops, stiffening of shoulders, tense posture, curling of lip, baring of teeth.
REFLECTIVE. hand-to-face gestures, head tilted, stroking chin, peering over glasses, taking glasses off; cleaning, putting earpiece of glasses in mouth, pipe smoker gestures, putting hand to bridge of nose, pursed lips, knitted brows.
SUSPICION. arms crossed, sideways glance, touching or rubbing nose, rubbing eyes, hands resting on weapon, brows raising, lips pressing into a thin line, strict, unwavering eye contact, wrinkling of nose, narrowed eyes.
CONFIDENCE. hands behind back, hands on lapels of coat, steepled hands, baring teeth in a grin, rolling shoulders, tipping head back but maintaining eye contact, chest puffed up, shoulders back, arms folded just above navel, wide eyes, standing akimbo.
INSECURITY & ANXIETY. chewing pen or pencil, rubbing thumb over opposite thumb, biting fingernails, biting lips, hands in pockets, elbow bent, closed gestures, clearing throat, “whew” sound, picking or pinching flesh, fidgeting in chair, hand covering mouth whilst speaking, poor eye contact, tugging pants whilst seated, jingling money in pockets, tugging at ear, perspiring hands, playing with hair, swaying, playing with pointer; marker; cane, smacking lips, sighing, rocking on balls of feet, flexing or cracking fingers sporadically, leg bouncing.
ANGER & FRUSTRATION. short breaths, “tsk” sounds, tightly-clenched hands, fist-like gestures, pointing index finger, rubbing hand through hair, rubbing back of neck, snarling, revealing teeth, grimacing, sharp-eye glowers, notable tension in brow, shoulders back, head up; defensive posturing, clenching of jaw, grinding teeth, nostrils flaring, heavy exhales.
— SENSES
SIGHT. small towns, big cities, six thirty curfews, lights that take the place of stars, blanket nests, light through the blinds as a wake up call, found family, finding a single star in the middle of new york city, window shopping, watching something terrible and enjoying it, wilted flowers, faded caricatures, bright, bold colors.
HEARING. crickets and lightning bugs, car engines and a.c. units, a phone call to mum/dad, laughing with friends, jokes that are so bad you have to laugh, the clicking of computer keys, noise cancelling headphones, the sound of silence, muffled music from another room, drumming fingertips on a table, clicking of pens, listening to a clock and swearing the ticks get slower, ringing in the ears, the voice of someone you love, pitch shifted songs.
TOUCH. being held close during a long night, fleeting reassurances, holding hands when you’re scared, brushing fingers through strands of hair, freshly dried clothes, bruises on your knuckles, silk and satin, your favorite pet’s fur or feather, wringing your hands anxiously, snuggles, comforters in the dead of winter, nails against skin, cold metal, leather in summer.
TASTE. coffee in the morning, tea in the evening, bubblegum that lost its flavor, alcohol burning the back of your throat, homemade cooking no matter what’s made, blood in your mouth, stale air, mint, fresh vegetables, that processed taste of citrus candy, the first meal you cook by yourself that tastes good, foreign sweets, fast food, bittersweet, sour, spicy, sweet, bitter, too much salt on fries.
#I don't think we are supposed to tally them but#the end results...too fitting tbh#ok this challenge gave me LIFE#I want more like this#I'm sorry I'm so extra an made a mb you know I cant help myself when it comes to este hjgfhjg#rr: tag game#rr: moodboard#rr oc: este
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oc aesthetics.
thank for the tag @moderarato, this was a lot of fun! I did it for both Ada and Inès, using green and blue respectively (bold when it goes for both). I'll tag @mistyeyedbi @thatwheelchairchick @bobbyboops @eskiix and @vulnerabledime 🤍
🌿 ADALINE [she/her, LITG]
highest aesthetics score: Light - Candle Flames | Body Language - Insecurity & Anxiety | Sense - Touch
✨ INÈS [she/her, LITG]
highest aesthetics score: Light - Stardust | Body Language - Reflective | Sense - Touch
— LIGHT SOURCES
SUN RAYS. effervescent smiles, dandelion puffs, bare feet, beach waves, flowers pressed into books, champagne glasses, rose-gold eye shadow, boho skirts, wire-rimmed glasses, hair in loose waves, kaleidoscope eyes, sunshine in your hair, fire in your soul.
INCANDESCENT BULBS. crop tops, floral print, dancing in the rain, quiet defiance, hand-knit beanies, rosé, painted bookmarks, marble floors, cirrus clouds against a blue sky, polaroid pictures, hands held, fingers intertwined, flower crowns, baby bluebirds.
STARDUST. lace bralettes, brisk breezes, jasmine-scented perfume, books with yellowed pages, tracking constellations, sterling silver, violin music, chess games, iced coffee, glittery dresses, high heels, secret grins, midnight meetings, wishing upon a star.
CANDLE FLAMES. denim jackets, gladiator sandals, braided hair, messenger bags, movies at the cinema, stolen kisses, wax-sealed envelopes, haiku poetry, cherry wood, succulents, fountain pens, jigsaw puzzles, soft tired eyes, hidden smiles, cuddling with someone you trust.
MOONBEAMS. newspapers, over-sized sweaters, dancing shadows, fleece throws, cutoff shorts, piano chords, red wine, messy buns, embossed journals, a hint of blush dusted across your cheeks, freshly fallen snow, tranquil solitude, burning incense.
AURORAS. combat boots, burgundy lips, infectious laughter, spiral-bound notebooks, pencils used down to the stub, ripped jeans, painted nails, cloud-watching, summer thunderstorms, hiking trails, vinyl records, film cameras, skating on a frozen lake, hot chocolate by the fire.
FIREWORKS. dancing until the break of dawn, Heelys, being wheeled around in a shopping cart by your best friend, the euphoria of soaring through the air, being excited for what the future holds, group hugs, colorful tattoos, bronzer-highlighted cheeks, hugging a stuffed animal, lifting a child onto your shoulders, space buns, bright streaks in your hair.
— BODY LANGUAGE
DEFENSIVENESS. arms crossed on chest, crossing legs, fist-like gestures, pointing index finger, karate chops, stiffening of shoulders, tense posture, curling of lip, baring of teeth.
REFLECTIVE. hand-to-face gestures, head tilted, stroking chin, peering over glasses, taking glasses off; cleaning, putting earpiece of glasses in mouth, pipe smoker gestures, putting hand to bridge of nose, pursed lips, knitted brows.
SUSPICION. arms crossed, sideways glance, touching or rubbing nose, rubbing eyes, hands resting on weapon, brows raising, lips pressing into a thin line, strict, unwavering eye contact, wrinkling of nose, narrowed eyes.
CONFIDENCE. hands behind back, hands on lapels of coat, steepled hands, baring teeth in a grin, rolling shoulders, tipping head back but maintaining eye contact, chest puffed up, shoulders back, arms folded just above navel, wide eyes, standing akimbo.
INSECURITY & ANXIETY. chewing pen or pencil, rubbing thumb over opposite thumb, biting fingernails, biting lips, hands in pockets, elbow bent, closed gestures, clearing throat, “whew” sound, picking or pinching flesh, fidgeting in chair, hand covering mouth whilst speaking, poor eye contact, tugging pants whilst seated, jingling money in pockets, tugging at ear, perspiring hands, playing with hair, swaying, playing with pointer; marker; cane, smacking lips, sighing, rocking on balls of feet, flexing or cracking fingers sporadically, leg bouncing.
ANGER & FRUSTRATION. short breaths, “tsk” sounds, tightly-clenched hands, fist-like gestures, pointing index finger, rubbing hand through hair, rubbing back of neck, snarling, revealing teeth, grimacing, sharp-eye glowers, notable tension in brow, shoulders back, head up; defensive posturing, clenching of jaw, grinding teeth, nostrils flaring, heavy exhales.
— SENSES
SIGHT. small towns, big cities, six thirty curfews, lights that take the place of stars, blanket nests, light through the blinds as a wake up call, found family, finding a single star in the middle of new york city, window shopping, watching something terrible and enjoying it, wilted flowers, faded caricatures, bright, bold colors.
HEARING. crickets and lightning bugs, car engines and a.c. units, a phone call to mum/dad, laughing with friends, jokes that are so bad you have to laugh, the clicking of computer keys, noise cancelling headphones, the sound of silence, muffled music from another room, drumming fingertips on a table, clicking of pens, listening to a clock and swearing the ticks get slower, ringing in the ears, the voice of someone you love, pitch shifted songs.
TOUCH. being held close during a long night, fleeting reassurances, holding hands when you’re scared, brushing fingers through strands of hair, freshly dried clothes, bruises on your knuckles, silk and satin, your favorite pet’s fur or feather, wringing your hands anxiously, snuggles, comforters in the dead of winter, nails against skin, cold metal, leather in summer.
TASTE. coffee in the morning, tea in the evening, bubblegum that lost its flavor, alcohol burning the back of your throat, homemade cooking no matter what’s made, blood in your mouth, stale air, mint, fresh vegetables, that processed taste of citrus candy, the first meal you cook by yourself that tastes good, foreign sweets, fast food, bittersweet, sour, spicy, sweet, bitter, too much salt on fries.
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michelle what are your favorite comic quotes ever
EVER??? maria u have no idea what ur asking for. this is going to take me 6 years.
help us to not take the easy road, and i promise we’ll fight every fight they can throw at us. help us win the hard way — the right way — not with hate, not with retribution, but with wisdom and hope. help us become champions (kamala khan)
that's how I survived. time and time again. that's my secret. i survived because i willed it to be. how did i survive apocalyptic fire? i simply refused to feel the flames (emma frost)
always dreaming. of higher, further, faster … more. we’ll get there. and we will be the stars we were always meant to be. (helen cobb to carol danvers)
i have hunted for less i have killed for less but never with as much pleasure (natasha romanoff)
hearts always break and so we bend with our hearts and we sway but in the end what matters is that we loved and lived (natasha romanoff)
i will not go out this way and i will not go out quietly (natasha romanoff)
welcome to the world of the blind (matthew murdock)
i’m the only me that ever was (jean grey)
cut me and i bleed (lorna dane)
you want me to fight? then give me a reason. show me something. show me that this endless damn battle will actually leave the world better than i found it. show me i’m not just spinning my wheels, living through the same patterns over and over and over. make me a deal. show me anything, and i’m yours. forever. (matt murdock)
you do not have to walk through it ... you can run (f4/franklin richards)
you say im lost? i’m right here. in a cave—with scraps. you say im not acting like tony stark? look at my cave of scraps, reed. look at my ticking clock. this is the only place i’m ever like tony stark. this is where tony stark was born (tony stark)
i do not belong to you. we can fight all day, sunfire, but i still won’t belong to anyone but myself (lorna dane)
im not a porcelain doll, you chauvinist pig (lorna dane)
imagine that. all it took was death and desperation for you to turn into me (emma frost)
this is where i made my stand (johnny storm)
you had a dream. i had a plan (scott summers)
i’m not a monster. i’m not. well summers, you wanted to be able to make a difference. to do something. i open my eyes and— (scott summers)
by earth and sky, by hex and craft—by the past and the future—i call forth hope from darkness. i speak the words of power. the words we gave power to. the words we made into magic. let their power augment our own. to strike one blow from our hearts and souls—from all that we are. lt the call go forth—avengers assemble (wanda maximoff)
i am a futurist. i am. to my core. that means i respect the future. i believe in the future. i worship at its feet (tony stark)
because i believe in dick grayson. i believe in the boy who always stepped up when someone was in need. i believe in the man who just wants to help. without wanting to apply too much pressure, i believe you can be one of the greatest forces for good this world has ever seen. whatever you choose to do, please know i am exceedingly proud of you. proud of your heart, proud of your compassion, proud of your humor, your optimism, and your strength in the face of everything that confronts you. and, above all, though we rarely say it aloud … i am so very proud to call you my son (alfred pennyworth to dick grayson)
batman is dead. long live batman (bruce wayne)
and babs had to change most of all. there was a time when none of us could match her crime-fighting skills. she was in a class of her own. but when her legs were taken from her, she reinvented herself and ended up as an even bigger threat to the perps she used to take down with a batarang (dinah lance abt barbara gordon)
everything doesn’t have to be about fear. there’s room in our line of work for hope, too (stephanie brown)
AND OF COURSE. WHAT WAS THE REVOLUTION, SCOTT?
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OC Aesthetic Tag Game
Tagged by: @strafethesesinners @aceghosts @faithchel @shallow-gravy @chazz-anova @nightwingshero and @adelaidedrubman a bit back! I’ve been wating to do this for forever now for Hana, and finally managed to sneak in some time to do so.
Tagging: @writerofblocks @twistedsinews @hunnybadgerv @painterofhorizons @cobb-vanthss @amistrio @redroci @jackalopestride @teamhawkeye @unlikelynick @geronimo-11 @jenchwuq @heroofpenamstan @belorage @johnnycranes @gamerpurgatory @lilwritingraven @triedtriedtired @princess-underthemountain and anyone else that thinks this would be fun to try! And if you’ve already been tagged, please don’t mind me at all. <3
Deputy Hana Vao
Bold = always/totally fits them italics = sometimes/somewhat applies/sorta fits them strikethrough = never
— LIGHT SOURCES
SUN RAYS. effervescent smiles, dandelion puffs, bare feet, beach waves, flowers pressed into books, champagne glasses, rose-gold eye shadow, boho skirts, wire-rimmed glasses, hair in loose waves, kaleidoscope eyes, sunshine in your hair, fire in your soul.
INCANDESCENT BULBS. crop tops, floral print, dancing in the rain, quiet defiance, hand-knit beanies, rosé, painted bookmarks, marble floors, cirrus clouds against a blue sky, polaroid pictures, hands held, fingers intertwined, flower crowns, baby bluebirds.
STARDUST. lace bralettes, brisk breezes, jasmine-scented perfume, books with yellowed pages, tracking constellations, sterling silver, violin music, chess games, iced coffee, glittery dresses, high heels, secret grins, midnight meetings, wishing upon a star.
CANDLE FLAMES. denim jackets, gladiator sandals, braided hair, messenger bags, movies at the cinema, stolen kisses, wax-sealed envelopes, haiku poetry, cherry wood, succulents, fountain pens, jigsaw puzzles, soft tired eyes, hidden smiles, cuddling with someone you trust.
MOONBEAMS. newspapers, over-sized sweaters, dancing shadows, fleece throws, cutoff shorts, piano chords, red wine, messy buns, embossed journals, a hint of blush dusted across your cheeks, freshly fallen snow, tranquil solitude, burning incense, light hair and dark skin.
AURORAS. combat boots, burgundy lips, infectious laughter, spiral-bound notebooks, pencils used down to the stub, ripped jeans, painted nails, cloud-watching, summer thunderstorms, hiking trails, vinyl records, film cameras, skating on a frozen lake, hot chocolate by the fire.
FIREWORKS. dancing until the break of dawn, heelys, being wheeled around in a shopping cart by your best friend, the euphoria of soaring through the air, being excited for what the future holds, group hugs, colorful tattoos, bronzer-highlighted cheeks, hugging a stuffed animal, lifting a child onto your shoulders, space buns, bright streaks in your hair. :
— BODY LANGUAGE
DEFENSIVENESS. arms crossed on chest / crossing legs / fist-like gestures / pointing index finger / karate chops / stiffening of shoulders / tense posture / curling of lip / baring of teeth
REFLECTIVE. hand-to-face gestures / head tilted / stroking chin / peering over glasses / taking glasses off; cleaning / putting earpiece of glasses in mouth / pipe smoker gestures / putting hand to bridge of nose / pursed lips / knitted brows
SUSPICION. arms crossed / sideways glance / touching or rubbing nose / rubbing eyes / hands resting on weapon / brows raising / lips pressing into a thin line / strict, unwavering eye contact (entirely reserved for one lucky, lucky individual in particular) / wrinkling of nose / narrowed eyes
CONFIDENCE. hands behind back / hands on lapels of coat / steepled hands / baring teeth in a grin / rolling shoulders / tipping head back but maintaining eye contact / chest puffed up / shoulders back / arms folded just above navel / wide eyes / standing akimbo
INSECURITY & ANXIETY. chewing pen or pencil / rubbing thumb over opposite thumb / biting fingernails / biting lips / hands in pockets / elbow bent / closed gestures / clearing throat / “whew” sound / picking or pinching flesh / fidgeting in chair / hand covering mouth whilst speaking / poor eye contact / tugging pants whilst seated / jingling money in pockets / tugging at ear / perspiring hands / playing with hair / swaying / playing with pointer; marker; cane / smacking lips / sighing / rocking on balls of feet / flexing or cracking fingers sporadically
ANGER & FRUSTRATION. short breaths / “tsk” sounds / tightly-clenched hands / fist-like gestures / pointing index finger / rubbing hand through hair / rubbing back of neck / snarling / revealing teeth / grimacing / sharp-eye glowers / notable tension in brow / shoulders back, head up; defensive posturing / clenching of jaw / grinding teeth / nostrils flaring / heavy exhales
— SENSES
SIGHT. small towns. big cities. six thirty curfews. lights that take the place of stars. blanket nests. light through the blinds as a wake up call. found family. finding a single star in the middle of new york night city. window shopping. watching something terrible and enjoying it. growing numb to the sight of injustice. wilted flowers. faded caricatures. bright, bold colours.
HEARING. crickets and lightning bugs. car engines and a / c units. a phone call to mum / dad. laughing with friends. jokes that are so bad you have to laugh. the clicking of computer keys. noise cancelling headphones. the sound of silence. muffled music from another room. drumming fingertips on a table. clicking of pens. listening to a clock and swearing the ticks get slower. ringing in the ears. the voice of someone you love. pitch shifted songs.
TOUCH. being held close during a long night. fleeting reassurances. holding hands when you’re scared. brushing fingers through strands of hair. freshly dried clothes. bruises on your knuckles. silk and satin. your favourite pet’s fur or feather. wringing your hands anxiously. snuggles. comforters in the dead of winter. nails against skin. cold metal. leather in summer.
TASTE. coffee in the morning. tea in the evening. bubblegum that lost its flavor. alcohol burning the back of your throat. homemade cooking, no matter what’s made. blood in your mouth. stale air. mint. fresh vegetables. that processed taste of citrus candy. the first meal you cook by yourself that tastes good. foreign sweets. fast food. bittersweet. sour. spicy. sweet. bitter. too much salt on fries.
#deputy hana#thank you all by the way!#gifs#can you believe I meant to post this last night?#time just keeps on flying by way too fast#and there'll be a time when I stop using Blood Fest gifs for Hana here but until that point? here's another#I just love Seychelle's look there too much :'D#so many of the descriptions here are just too pretty too
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your muse’s aesthetics as the sources of light.
bold what applies to your muse, italicize what sometimes applies to them. please repost, don’t reblog !
sun rays: effervescent smiles, dandelion puffs, bare feet, beach waves, flowers pressed into books, champagne glasses, rose-gold eye shadow, boho skirts, wire-rimmed glasses, hair in loose waves, kaleidoscope eyes, sunshine in your hair, fire in your soul.
incandescent bulbs: crop tops, floral print, dancing in the rain, quiet defiance, hand-knit beanies, rosé, painted bookmarks, marble floors, cirrus clouds against a blue sky, polaroid pictures, hands held, fingers intertwined, flower crowns, baby bluebirds.
stardust: lace bralettes, brisk breezes, jasmine-scented perfume, books with yellowed pages, tracking constellations, sterling silver, violin music, chess games, iced coffee, glittery dresses, high heels, secret grins, midnight meetings, wishing upon a star.
candle flames: denim jackets, gladiator sandals, braided hair, messenger bags, movies at the cinema, stolen kisses, wax-sealed envelopes, haiku poetry, cherry wood, succulents, fountain pens, jigsaw puzzles, soft tired eyes, hidden smiles, cuddling with someone you trust.
moonbeams: newspapers, over-sized sweaters, dancing shadows, fleece throws, cutoff shorts, piano chords, red wine, messy buns, embossed journals, a hint of blush dusted across your cheeks, freshly fallen snow, tranquil solitude, burning incense.
auroras: combat boots, burgundy lips, infectious laughter, spiral-bound notebooks, pencils used down to the stub, ripped jeans, painted nails, cloud-watching, summer thunderstorms, hiking trails, vinyl records, film cameras, skating on a frozen lake, hot chocolate by the fire.
fireworks. dancing until the break of dawn, heelys, being wheeled around in a shopping cart by your best friend, the euphoria of soaring through the air, being excited for what the future holds, group hugs, colorful tattoos, bronzer-highlighted cheeks, hugging a stuffed animal, lifting a child onto your shoulders, space buns, bright streaks in your hair.
tagging: you ! if you see this on your dash and you would like to do it for your muse, feel free to steal this from me !
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OC Aesthetics
I got tagged for this 2 weeks ago by @ariendiel and was going to do it and then made myself anxious when I didn’t know who to tag – the usual. Now I just don’t care, so I’m gonna say you’re hereby tagged if you wanna be.
Of course, I’m doing this for Lexi, my favourite OC and the one I talk about the most.
Highest aesthetics score: Light – Sun Rays | Body Language - Insecurity & Anxiety | Sense – Sight
— LIGHT SOURCES
SUN RAYS. effervescent smiles, dandelion puffs, bare feet, beach waves, flowers pressed into books, champagne glasses, rose-gold eye shadow, boho skirts, wire-rimmed glasses, hair in loose waves, kaleidoscope eyes, sunshine in your hair, fire in your soul.
INCANDESCENT BULBS. crop tops, floral print, dancing in the rain, quiet defiance, hand-knit beanies, rosé, painted bookmarks, marble floors, cirrus clouds against a blue sky, polaroid pictures, hands held, fingers intertwined, flower crowns, baby bluebirds.
STARDUST. lace bralettes, brisk breezes, jasmine-scented perfume, books with yellowed pages, tracking constellations, sterling silver, violin music, chess games, iced coffee, glittery dresses, high heels, secret grins, midnight meetings, wishing upon a star.
CANDLE FLAMES. denim jackets, gladiator sandals, braided hair, messenger bags, movies at the cinema, stolen kisses, wax-sealed envelopes, haiku poetry, cherry wood, succulents, fountain pens, jigsaw puzzles, soft tired eyes, hidden smiles, cuddling with someone you trust.
MOONBEAMS. newspapers, over-sized sweaters, dancing shadows, fleece throws, cutoff shorts, piano chords, red wine, messy buns, embossed journals, a hint of blush dusted across your cheeks, freshly fallen snow, tranquil solitude, burning incense.
AURORAS. combat boots, burgundy lips, infectious laughter, spiral-bound notebooks, pencils used down to the stub, ripped jeans, painted nails, cloud-watching, summer thunderstorms, hiking trails, vinyl records, film cameras, skating on a frozen lake, hot chocolate by the fire.
FIREWORKS. dancing until the break of dawn, Heelys, being wheeled around in a shopping cart by your best friend, the euphoria of soaring through the air, being excited for what the future holds, group hugs, colorful tattoos, bronzer-highlighted cheeks, hugging a stuffed animal, lifting a child onto your shoulders, space buns, bright streaks in your hair.
— BODY LANGUAGE
DEFENSIVENESS. arms crossed on chest, crossing legs, fist-like gestures, pointing index finger, karate chops, stiffening of shoulders, tense posture, curling of lip, baring of teeth.
REFLECTIVE. hand-to-face gestures, head tilted, stroking chin, peering over glasses, taking glasses off; cleaning, putting earpiece of glasses in mouth, pipe smoker gestures, putting hand to bridge of nose, pursed lips, knitted brows.
SUSPICION. arms crossed, sideways glance, touching or rubbing nose, rubbing eyes, hands resting on weapon, brows raising, lips pressing into a thin line, strict, unwavering eye contact, wrinkling of nose, narrowed eyes.
CONFIDENCE. hands behind back, hands on lapels of coat, steepled hands, baring teeth in a grin, rolling shoulders, tipping head back but maintaining eye contact, chest puffed up, shoulders back, arms folded just above navel, wide eyes, standing akimbo.
INSECURITY & ANXIETY. chewing pen or pencil, rubbing thumb over opposite thumb, biting fingernails, biting lips, hands in pockets, elbow bent, closed gestures, clearing throat, “whew” sound, picking or pinching flesh, fidgeting in chair, hand covering mouth whilst speaking, poor eye contact, tugging pants whilst seated, jingling money in pockets, tugging at ear, perspiring hands, playing with hair, swaying, playing with pointer; marker; cane, smacking lips, sighing, rocking on balls of feet, flexing or cracking fingers sporadically, leg bouncing.
ANGER & FRUSTRATION. short breaths, “tsk” sounds, tightly-clenched hands, fist-like gestures, pointing index finger, rubbing hand through hair, rubbing back of neck, snarling, revealing teeth, grimacing, sharp-eye glowers, notable tension in brow, shoulders back, head up; defensive posturing, clenching of jaw, grinding teeth, nostrils flaring, heavy exhales.
— SENSES
SIGHT. small towns, big cities, six thirty curfews, lights that take the place of stars, blanket nests, light through the blinds as a wake up call, found family, finding a single star in the middle of new york city, window shopping, watching something terrible and enjoying it, wilted flowers, faded caricatures, bright, bold colors.
HEARING. crickets and lightning bugs, car engines and a.c. units, a phone call to mum/dad, laughing with friends, jokes that are so bad you have to laugh, the clicking of computer keys, noise cancelling headphones, the sound of silence, muffled music from another room, drumming fingertips on a table, clicking of pens, listening to a clock and swearing the ticks get slower, ringing in the ears, the voice of someone you love, pitch shifted songs.
TOUCH. being held close during a long night, fleeting reassurances, holding hands when you’re scared, brushing fingers through strands of hair, freshly dried clothes, bruises on your knuckles, silk and satin, your favorite pet’s fur or feather, wringing your hands anxiously, snuggles, comforters in the dead of winter, nails against skin, cold metal, leather in summer.
TASTE. coffee in the morning, tea in the evening, bubblegum that lost its flavor, alcohol burning the back of your throat, homemade cooking no matter what’s made, blood in your mouth, stale air, mint, fresh vegetables, that processed taste of citrus candy, the first meal you cook by yourself that tastes good, foreign sweets, fast food, bittersweet, sour, spicy, sweet, bitter, too much salt on fries.
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Tagged by @gloryride, thanks! I haven’t done one of these before, and honestly I don’t put a lot of time into my OC’s backstories – things just kinda bubble up as I need them, so this will be fun!
Tagging if they want to play along, but no pressure: @ryyn-strange, @nunyabizu
Valerie
Key: bold - applies, italics - sometimes applies
— LIGHT SOURCES
SUN RAYS.
effervescent smiles, dandelion puffs, bare feet, beach waves, flowers pressed into books, champagne glasses, rose-gold eye shadow, boho skirts, wire-rimmed glasses, hair in loose waves, kaleidoscope eyes, sunshine in your hair, fire in your soul.
INCANDESCENT BULBS.
crop tops, floral print, dancing in the rain, quiet defiance, hand-knit beanies, rosé, painted bookmarks, marble floors, cirrus clouds against a blue sky, polaroid pictures, hands held, fingers intertwined, flower crowns, baby bluebirds.
STARDUST.
lace bralettes, brisk breezes, jasmine-scented perfume, books with yellowed pages, tracking constellations, sterling silver, violin music, chess games, iced coffee, glittery dresses, high heels, secret grins, midnight meetings, wishing upon a star.
CANDLE FLAMES.
denim jackets, gladiator sandals, braided hair, messenger bags, movies at the cinema, stolen kisses, wax-sealed envelopes, haiku poetry, cherry wood, succulents, fountain pens, jigsaw puzzles, soft tired eyes, hidden smiles, cuddling with someone you trust.
MOONBEAMS.
newspapers, over-sized sweaters, dancing shadows, fleece throws, cutoff shorts, piano chords, red wine, messy buns, embossed journals, a hint of blush dusted across your cheeks, freshly fallen snow, tranquil solitude, burning incense, light hair and dark skin
AURORAS.
combat boots, burgundy lips, infectious laughter, spiral-bound notebooks, pencils used down to the stub, ripped jeans, painted nails, cloud-watching, summer thunderstorms, hiking trails, vinyl records, film cameras, skating on a frozen lake, hot chocolate by the fire.
FIREWORKS.
dancing until the break of dawn, Heelys, being wheeled around in a shopping cart by your best friend, the euphoria of soaring through the air, being excited for what the future holds, group hugs, colorful tattoos, bronzer-highlighted cheeks, hugging a stuffed animal, lifting a child onto your shoulders, space buns, bright streaks in your hair.
— BODY LANGUAGE
DEFENSIVENESS.
arms crossed on chest, crossing legs, fist-like gestures, pointing index finger, karate chops, stiffening of shoulders, tense posture, curling of lip, baring of teeth
REFLECTIVE.
hand-to-face gestures, head tilted, stroking chin, peering over glasses, taking glasses off; cleaning, putting earpiece of glasses in mouth, pipe smoker gestures, putting hand to bridge of nose, pursed lips, knitted brows
SUSPICION.
arms crossed, sideways glance, touching or rubbing nose, rubbing eyes, hands resting on weapon, brows raising, lips pressing into a thin line, strict, unwavering eye contact, wrinkling of nose, narrowed eyes
CONFIDENCE.
hands behind back, hands on lapels of coat, steepled hands, baring teeth in a grin, rolling shoulders, tipping head back but maintaining eye contact, chest puffed up, shoulders back, arms folded just above navel, wide eyes, standing akimbo
INSECURITY & ANXIETY.
chewing pen or pencil, rubbing thumb over opposite thumb, biting fingernails, biting lips, hands in pockets, elbow bent, closed gestures, clearing throat, “whew” sound, picking or pinching flesh, fidgeting in chair, hand covering mouth whilst speaking, poor eye contact, tugging pants whilst seated, jingling money in pockets, tugging at ear, perspiring hands, playing with hair, swaying, playing with pointer; marker; cane, smacking lips, sighing, rocking on balls of feet, flexing or cracking fingers sporadically, leg bouncing
ANGER & FRUSTRATION.
short breaths, “tsk” sounds, tightly-clenched hands, fist-like gestures, pointing index finger, rubbing hand through hair, rubbing back of neck, snarling, revealing teeth, grimacing, sharp-eye glowers, notable tension in brow, shoulders back, head up; defensive posturing, clenching of jaw, grinding teeth, nostrils flaring, heavy exhales
— SENSES
SIGHT.
small towns, big cities, six thirty curfews, lights that take the place of stars, blanket nests, light through the blinds as a wake up call, found family, finding a single star in the middle of new york night city, window shopping, watching something terrible and enjoying it, growing numb to the sight of injustice, wilted flowers, faded caricatures, bright, bold colours
HEARING.
crickets and lightning bugs, car engines and a.c. units, a phone call to mum/dad, laughing with friends, jokes that are so bad you have to laugh, the clicking of computer keys, noise cancelling headphones, the sound of silence, muffled music from another room, drumming fingertips on a table, clicking of pens, listening to a clock and swearing the ticks get slower, ringing in the ears, the voice of someone you love, pitch shifted songs
TOUCH.
being held close during a long night, fleeting reassurances, holding hands when you’re scared, brushing fingers through strands of hair, freshly dried clothes, bruises on your knuckles, silk and satin, your favourite pet’s fur or feather, wringing your hands anxiously, snuggles, comforters in the dead of winter, nails against skin, cold metal, leather in summer
TASTE.
coffee in the morning, tea in the evening, bubblegum that lost its flavor, alcohol burning the back of your throat, homemade cooking, no matter what’s made, blood in your mouth, stale air, mint, fresh vegetables, that processed taste of citrus candy, the first meal you cook by yourself that tastes good, foreign sweets, fast street food, bittersweet, sour, spicy, sweet, bitter, too much salt on fries
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