i was thinking abt how badly poc bioshock characters are written and now i want to kill ken levine like a rabid gorilla

🔥🔥🔥 ( go ham if you want )

✨ @ofgentleresolve. meme. still accepting!

🔥 idc about the crowd the crows at writing mainly just friendships being superior and they're enlightened beings of dynamic writing or w.e tha fuck because they're the same people who never do anything particularly exciting with friendships. they neva do toxic friendships or friendships where theres a bad dynamic or a shambling / failing friendship because friendships fall apart and it's devastating. it's just holding hands and skippin thru daisies and then bringing nothin to the table. keep doing u but dont tell everyone else they aint shit for wantin to write romance or other things that's not an episode of yu-gi-oh after it got boring.

🔥 stop adding disclaimers on not being ur villain muse and that ur rly a good person writing a villain. anyone with any actual media literacy, half a brain cell, and the ability to parse thru existing without needing to be walked thru the grocery store on a backpack with a leash on it like a 4-year-old. im tired of this apology culture in this god damn community do wtf u want stop answering to ppl about it!!!! jesus!!!!! im not apologizing for shit. my muses will do some catty ass, mean, sometimes evil shit. period.

🔥 it's not fair that someone will have literally over 700 muses and then ask me which one catches my eye. bro, u can read my one bio and determine who you think would match because that actually makes more sense, saves more time...................... bih what on earth! im not talking about multimuses that are curated with thorough profiles and a reasonable amount of info to go thru or at least a wikia resource / for ocs its just u kno somethin i can work with. yall kno exactly what kind of person im talking bout. u turn around and then its 40 new charas from a netflix show uve never heard of with just a name, age, and an occupation. every tuesday.

ill put in that kind of work for some people but most of the time hell nah wtf.

idk if you've read daisy jones & the six but i have and i love it sm, it's my favourite ever book and ive just finished watching the show on amazon and i want to curl into a ball and cry i loved it sm

UGH IM SO EXCITED TO WATCH THE SHOW!!!!! i am saving it for spring break bc i don’t have the time to watch rn but WHEN I DO ILL LITERALLY GIVE U GUYS LIVE UPDATES :)

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Indian Moss Agate Gemstone Handmade Pendant Necklace.

More Viktor headcanons because I’m trash for this beautiful man:

There are some Vik/V too... Hope there aren't many errors... anyways. ENJOY.

TIRED BISEXUAL DISASTER™

We know this already but this guy is H U G E - 6'3, whoopin' healthy 219lbs and bUILD LIKE A TANK.

I think he's around 48-52 years old.

"I can't, I'm old."

Look I know what I said about socks but hear me out... Vik 100% has a collection of those silly ties with cartoon characters like pokemon etc... he likes that blue one with cats best...

He knew V was special when he finished installing their first implant after they first met and shot him with "So, do I get a lollipop for bein' a brave patient, doc?" with that cheeky smirk of theirs... even if just for shits and giggles Vik actually gave them their lollipop the next time they visited his clinic. "Fine, you my fave doc now, won't go anywhere else."

He has Hamsa and evil eye tattoo on his left pectoral, Misty told him that it meant protection from evil and he thought it fitting as a symbol of starting his career as a ripperdoc - he saves lives after all.

Viktor smokes. Not very often, sometimes he can go several days without cigarettes but if the day at clinic is hard or gods forbid he lost a patient... he smokes like a chimney. By some mysterious coincidence he started smoking even more when V came along. I wonder why?

He genuinely enjoys V's company. He LOVES when they just sit at the clinic and talk or even just sit in silence. Their presence is really refreshing for this old doc.

Once Viktor, Misty, Jackie and V went to actually eat IN the restaurant. Misty and Vik casually sat and talked but, of course, Jack and V had a sword fight with chopsticks and Vik asked the waiter for two regular menus and for two menus for kids. After V called him "dad", "pops" or... wait for it... "daddy" for the rest of the evening, Viktor never made the mistake of going out to eat with V. Both V and Jackie still bring it up sometimes much to doc's dismay. Takeout is much safer option now.

Guess who is the one to always pick up horrendously drunk merc duo at 4am in the middle of the week. Yup. It's Viktor. Usually they wait for him outside, sitting on the pavement, arms on each others shoulders, singing love songs. Sometimes they burst in tears when they see Vik "coz youre the best friend I've had Viky", "yea, doc, there no other like ya".

Dad jokes. That's it.

UNGODLY ALCOHOL TOLERANCE. THIS MAN CAN DRINK AND DRINK AND DRINK AND SAY HES JUST TIPSY. Jackie? Under the table. V? Babbling something about "hopin' there is real afterlife" while hugging toilet bowl. Viktor? Checking if Jack still breathes and holding V's hair if necessary. "Amateurs" he thinks.

One of his most beloved possessions is a teddy bear. A gift from V. A they had put it "for caring for people around you and so you don't feel too lonely here in clinic and, well, for being you". Little fluffy fella has a special place in Vik's heart as well as on his couch right beside the boxing gloves.

No one keeps secrets like he does.

He takes GREAT pride in being the only person who knows V's real name.

Also he's the person who saw V at their most vulnerable. Bleeding, bruised, beaten, drunk, crying.

As true to their promise as they are, he thinks V's loyalty is amusing and rather sweet but also dangerous bUT V JUST WON'T GO TO ANY OTHER RIPPER. Found some new chrome somewhere else? They bought it and had it delivered to Vik's. Small repairs? Go to Vik's. Bleeding out somewhere in Pacifica? Go to Vik's. He swears he will strangle them himself one day.

Nicknames. Doll, Sweetheart, Champ, Captain, Big Guy, Charmer, Knock Out, Honey, Sweet pea, Cupcake, Pumpkin... I COULD GO ON FOREVER.

Usually it's Misty to find him sleeping on his desk but when it's V and Jack... well... let's say sharpie can be pain in the ass to wash off from your face.

Jackie got him pink gauges with daisies. As a joke. HA! Jokes on you Jack. He wears them. P R O U D L Y.

My man loves whisky. Nothing like late friday evening and a glass of liquid gold with ice.

Once, when V was keeping him company at clinic after he closed, he tried to be smooth (we all know the way he moves with that chair on wheels of his)... long story short he misjudged the distance from chair and he fell on his ass with a loud *T H U D*. He sat like that for some time. "Oh my god! Vik, are you ok?" "Yeah, yeah, just... give me a moment..." And that was the end of "Smooth Vik".

Officially Misty is his emotional support spiritualist. Unofficially V is his emotional support idiot merc, but also, like, the cause of most of his frustrations. JESUS V TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF IS THAT YOUR ARM THAT YOURE CARRYING IS THAT ANOTHER BULLET WOUND FOR FUCKS SAKE HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE ILL KILL YOU MYSELF I SWEAR. Smeone just give him a hug please.

Hii

Can you please write something for fenrys? first meeting maybe? And the bond clicks? Thank you 🥺🥺

pairing: Fenrys x reader (throne of glass)

warnings: implied smut, kissing and nudity, lil bit of blood and injuries but mainly pure fluff

a/n: fenrys is my fave and u can tell in the fic omg!! i hope you enjoy it cause it’s probs my fave one i’ve written yet :))) (i also made it a teensy bit ddlg but that’s just cause i want Fenrys to baby me lol)

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Shit

Fenrys pressed his hand to the wound in his side, feeling the slow pump of blood seeping between his fingers as he stumbled through the woods. He had won the fight. The other guy now lying in the dirt, however not without consequence. And he wasn’t entirely sure he would stay alive unless he could find a healer soon.

He stopped to lean against a tree, breathing heavily as he held himself together. He transformed into a wolf, moving faster, and trying to pick up a scent, any scent, that could possibly help him, when he caught the sweetest smell he ever had. It was a female, smelling like peonies and blackberries, sweet but with an underlying smoky smell. She smelled of long days in flowers fields and even longer nights beside campfires, evenings spent curled in hand woven blankets and mornings spent drinking dark coffee and eating sweet toast.

He whimpered and began running in the direction of the scent. If he wasn’t so focused on not bleeding out he may have stopped to consider why the scent was pulling him in the way it did. He would have considered the direction he was running into, the direction of his future, his past and his present. But he just kept up, going as fast as his injured body would allow, concentrating on the sweet smell and putting one foot in front of the other.

He felt the change almost immediately, the cold snow and rough bark being swapped for cool moss. The pine trees swapped for tall, oak trees teeming with life. The silence of a frozen forest swapped for the rustling of bushes as nocturnal animals moved silently under the guise of darkness. The chill of the snow-covered woods swapped for the warmth of a summer evening. He pushed between two bushes and found himself facing a clearing, in the middle of which stood a wooden cottage, the wood dark and the roof covered in more moss, flowers growing from every surface and ivy peeking out of the crevices in the house. He stumbled down the path to the cottage, turning back into a male and crossing a small bridge over a stream that separated him from the intoxicating scent he chased.

He let out what he could only describe as a bark, calling for the female that carried the scent he was growing addicted to, collapsing onto his knees, feeling his conscious fade as he held to the side of his stomach, searing pain replaced by fiery veins as his head swayed. He barely heard the door open, only noticing the scent get so much stronger. He attempted to look up, the movement making his head spin as he collapsed, the last thing he saw, a girl in the halo of the moon.

--

Fenrys awoke in a foreign bed. An unbelievably comfortable bed, but foreign all the same. He pushed up on his forearms, gritting his teeth at the reminder of his wound.

The room he was in was dark, not just in light source, but also in décor. The window was cracked open with lacy curtains half closed, there was a tall bookshelf sat next to a desk with leather-bound books lining it, and tall candles flickering and casting the room in a golden glow. The bed he was in was small, clearly just for one, but so soft. He had blankets surrounding him and copious amounts of pillows, some that appeared hand made. In fact, upon closer inspection, a lot of the room looked handmade. Art covering the walls depicting crying women or bloody scenes that he presumed had been done by the owner of this house, given the pallet and assortment of brushed he saw on the windowsill.

And then there was that scent. It was stronger here and he pressed his face into a pillow tentatively, breathing in through his nose as he picked up on the deeper undertones. Fresh picked daisies, melted wax, the pages of old, worn books and something he couldn’t describe. Something so intoxicating he felt tears spring to his eyes, his body reacting in an unheard-of way, so overcome with emotion from scent alone.

He heard footsteps approaching the closed door and hastily put down the pillow, sitting up straight and readying himself to fight whoever it was if they were an intruder. But when you entered he faltered.

Mate. The word clanged through him as he came face to face with an angel. You were wearing a dark brown broderie dress with white hearts lining the hem, your feet bare and toenails painted black. Your hair was falling around your face, messy and untamed, and you had dark smudges around your eyes, makeup that accentuated your features and made you look like a character from the scary books he read as a boy. However right now you looked more like a teddy bear.

He briefly remembered the tail of a witch he had read. An evil witch who lured men into her house with whispered words and sweet kisses, only to steal their hearts and use their blood to keep her skin young and eyes bright. This girl however was no witch, you had elegantly pointed ears and a graceful way of moving that only came from being Fae. He watched as you moved to his side, silent on your feet, putting a tray down beside him before moving an opening the curtains further, letting in more natural light.

“How are you feeling?” your sweet voice interrupted his thoughts. His mind coming to a halt as he heard you speak.

“I- er fine..?” His voice was rough, and you smiled, a reserved smile. Moving to his side and sitting at the edge of the small bed he was on, pouring him a glass of water from a small decanter you had brought through.

“(Y/n.)” you answered his unspoken question.

“Fenrys.”

He muttered a thanks as you passed the glass to him, noting the crystals that hung around your neck and adorned your fingers.

“Crystals?” he asked, and you looked down, playing with the rings you wore nervously.

“My mother taught me about their meanings, they’ve always helped me.” You bit your lip and Fenrys decided he would never meet anyone as cute as you again, it simply wasn’t possible.

“Me too, my mother used to carry them everywhere.” You smiled at him shyly, a beat of silence passing between the two of you as he listened to the birds outside.

“Can I see your wound? I want it make sure it’s healing properly.” You asked and he nodded, pulling the blankets down slightly, grinning as your eyes widened as you took in his physique.

“I’m presuming you’re the healer I have to thank for letting me see another day.” He flirted playfully but you shook your head,

“I’m not a very good healer I’m sorry, but I did stitch it up and it should do the rest itself.” You pressed gentle fingers against the skin surrounding his wound and he glanced down, seeing it was already practically healed.

“You still saved my life.” He said, completely serious and you looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes.

“I’ll let you rest.” You said quietly, standing to walk away and he smiled, feeling more at ease than he ever had since the war, watching his little mate leave.

--

He woke up again a few hours later, wound completely healed and puckering into a scar. Standing he stretched his arms above his head, not bothering with a shirt as he left the room in search of the girl that had occupied his dreams.

The rest of the house was alike your room, tall candles and worn books everywhere. He passed a kitchen filled with copper utensils and a living room with an old armchair, a half-filled mug left next to it, but still no you. He saw the front door was cracked open and wandered over to it, pulling it open and stepping into the fresh air, barely feeling the chill on his body as he found you kneeling on the moss-covered ground facing away from him.

You were muttering under your breath and as he got closer he saw you were cradling a small bird with a broken wing. He watched as you closed your eyes, the ground and air seeming to still as you called upon your magic, a soft white light flowing from your hand into the bird until its wing was healed and it could flutter away.

“I thought you said you weren’t a healer,” he broke the silence and you turned to him with a small smile.

“I said I wasn’t a very good healer.” You replied, standing with green stained knees, your hair now piled atop your head and lip gloss coating your soft lips.

“What are you then?” he came closer to you, unable to resist holding his mate, even if you weren’t aware yet.

“My mother said we were natural faeries.” You said, looking at him shyly, “we derive our power from the earth, crystals, sea water, dirt, fire, stuff like that.”

He hummed, “So technically you could have any type of magic?”

“I guess, but I’m not very good at magic,” you muttered, hands fiddling with your rings again as he wrapped his arms around your waist. “Fenrys?” you asked, all pouty lips and wide eyes.

“Have you realised yet darling?” he asked, and you bit your lip. He knew he could tell you, but he wanted to hear you say it.

“I- we’re mates I think.” You were practically shaking, and he didn’t know why he suddenly had this burning desire to scoop you into his arms and protect you against the horrible world that was out there. He nodded with a smile, watching as awe took over your stunning face.

“Can I kiss you princess?” he asked, and you felt your face heat up, looking down as he pulled you closer. “Have you ever been kissed before angel?” he asked, his face hurting from the grin that was spreading over his face when you shook your head.

He tilted your head up to his, looking deeply into your eyes as your breaths came out quicker. “Not many people can find our cottage, my mother put up wards when she got ill, our family wasn’t well liked by the king. You probably only got here because we’re mates,” You muttered.

“Can I kiss you?” he asked again, running a soft hand over your head, smoothing your hair away from your face as you nodded sweetly.

He smiled before leaning down and kissing you gently. Pulling away and feeling as smug as a thief when your lips followed his, pouting at the loss of contact so quickly. He chuckled at your put out expression and leaned down to kiss you again, deeper this time, his tongue slipping into your mouth when you gasped against his lips, quickly beating your own in a battle for dominance and taking his time exploring your mouth.

He laid you down that morning and took you for the first time in the soft moss. Then again in your even softer bed. Now you were sitting in his lap, eating strawberries of a bush you had in your back garden as he pressed dizzying kisses into your neck, both of you still as bare as the day you were born, Fenrys having forgot how much he missed skin to skin contact, when you suddenly remembered.

“Fenrys?” he hummed in response, completely enamoured with the feel of your soft skin against his rough calluses. “Why were you hurt last night?”

“I didn’t tell you my job did I angel?” he asked, the pet name making you giggle as you shook your head, “I work for the queen of Terrasen.”

You gasped, “But she was killed!”

“Oh angel, when was the last time you left this cottage?” he asked, worry coming over him as he realised you had been holed up alone for so long.

“Not since my mother died. She said the king was dangerous and that he would hurt me if he found me,” your bottom lip was wobbling and Fenrys quickly kissed it away, shushing you as it dawned on him just how innocent his little girl was.

“No baby, he’s gone now, the new king of Adarlan is a very kind man and the Queen of Terrasen is wonderful,” he promised, “Will you let me take you to meet them?”

You nodded enthusiastically, bouncing slightly in his lap making him groan. He nipped at your ear lobe and you squealed as he pushed you down. You could meet them another day, today he was too busy with his little mate.

Hello! I'm bored so I wanted to know if you had any theories for Chain of Iron (even crack theories)

or another way to entertain me Ill take anything

I think you mean Chain of Thorns so that's what I'm gon do (also sorry this took so long i saved it as a draft and then forgot ajksdkaskl)

Alrighty here we go:

- Lucie weilds a badass army of ghosts

- Matthew dies

- and comes back as a vampire because I cannot handle another character dying at this point in my life

- Charles dies

- and that's fine because I neither really love nor hate him he just kind of exists for me so rip boi u gon yeet

- thotiana? ha bitch die please

- i cry

- you cry

- we all cry

- christopher saves the day (again. he should be on the cover tbh this boi is not only so precious, but also the hero every time)

- somehow Jesse is kidnapped by his mother and her sugar daddy

- The clave doesn't find out about Lucie because otherwise....why would they trust a herondale again (they let Imogen be inquisitor, Herondales are still super respected by the time Jace is revealed to be one and it'd be hard to believe that everyone just DOESN'T talk about that fact that one of the blackthorns used to be dead and that a herondale is the one who brought the boi back to life by just TELLLING HIM GOD WHAT A LEGEND) anyways so yep

- possibly Anna dies?

- the new shadowhunter could be a morgenstern? I mean....where ARE they? like they''ve only appeared in TMI so they gotta show up no?

- I'm a clown ahahahha

- i no longer trust anything so I'm just going to say everyone dies and this way i shouldn't feel any pain when a character i don't want to die dies

- still if anything happens to Christopher Lightwood I'll literally loose my mind. I don't even mean death. Give this boy a papercut and i'll loose it.

- i mean actually everyone DOES die

- cause it's set in 1903

- well except you know like tessa, magnus, jem, matthew cause he's a vampire

- why is this pain in my life

- Grace somehow manages to get rid of her power (pls i feel so bad it must be such a burden to have that kind of power over men and you can't turn it off even though you want to)

- so first wound, delt by Daisy, second wound delt by Daisy and JAMEs so in conclusion the third wound will be dealt by Oscar the dog

- Oscar will be on the cover

- and he'll be so grumpy because he was left behind

- Matthew is a disney princess hahahahahhhahahaha

- At least ONE character finally gets some GODDAMN THERAPY PLEASE

- i gotta go run errands kjalkfjslkjas but i'll probably come up with more later

multiples of 1 for the wc asks :]

;;;; jgfdlkgjdl puts this under a cut bc itll be so long but,, ty

1. what color is scourge’s collar?

i think like.. idk i never really cared too much but my brain always went to red or purple i wasnt picky tho fkgkdfklgj

2. top 5 the prophecies begin characters

oh.. okay like.. im not gonna go thru everything otherwise i probably wouldnt be able to pick but! these also arent in order

1. bluestar absolutely.. god i love her sm;; ive already rambled about her to you but she makes me fucking ache sm 2. brackenfur/thornclaw gonna put these boys together here because like i liked both of them for.. almost no reason? FDGDFGDF idk!! i think i liked thornclaw just a bit more but.. my boys!! 3. cinderpelt ... no explanation required <3 no just.. yeah ;_; i cry over her so much just.. like.. the tragedy to like her accepting and loving herself and becoming an amazing med cat and and ;;;;;;;;; i love her 4. tallstar and crookedstar..... leaders of my two fav clans.... need i say more <3 (ive also told you about these two and why i like them ;; both their books made me cry) 5. barley and ravenpaw ...... yeah ;_; <3

special mention for littlecloud and runningnose.. i loved them-- OKAY I NEED TO STOP IM AT WAY MORE THAN FIVE

3. should hollyleaf have had a power?

i say no!! the fucking.. tragedy of it all.. like its been a while since i read but fuck dude the like.. feelings of uselessness that must come with that but like shes a fucking complete cat either way and when she comes back and fucking sAVES IVYPOOL OH IM MAKING MYSELF TEAR UP shes AMAZING and did not need a power

4. millie or silverstream?

both! ;_; they dont need to fight. tho i think i did like silverstream more at first i dont think i ever hated millie like others

5. favorite forbidden romance

oh god lmao gonna only go with canon stuff [side eyes moth/leaf] buttttttt i mean ;; bluestar and oakheart ;; itll always make me ache yknow.. -- WAIT CAN I ADD CLOUDTAIL AND BRIGHTHEART TO FAV CATS TOO ILL CRY OVER THEM SOBS... -- uhhhhhh i never super liked leaf/crow just.. shrugs. ig it wasnt forbidden but stormfur staying with the tribe for brooke.. ;;;;;;; and to stay where feathertail died.. GOD ;_; yeah.. idk does tall/jake count ;;;

6. favorite sss warriors design

tbh i didnt really watch sss warriors but we love a nice just.. orange boy firestar :3

7. realistic or sparkle designs for roleplay?

its about balance........ ive had both! i liked leaning towards realistic but to this day id say i fall between like.. not realistic wrt genetics but making designs that Seem plausible at least

8. first deviantart username

oh god i dont remember prolly something like.. with mossmask in it

9. favorite crack ship (ex. revengeshipping)

it.. Was revenge shipping but like i never knew the crack ships klfgjkfdlgj :sob: yeah tgat was the only one i like ever saw so

10. describe your first warriors oc

technically.. jaymoss who i dont remember much? gray tabby? very quickly was revamped into/replaced by mossmask who to this day is who i consider my first oc and sona.. theyre a calico :3

11. favorite amv prior to 2014?

oh god ill have to look.. hm okay so.. bones shatter was a fucking CLASSIC i loved it okay.. so off the top of my head here we go.. the one firegray one of course and bonus this firegray one too klfdgjdklfg AND I LOVED THIS ONE FUCKING ASHFUR FAIRYTALE i wanted to have art like that for a few months i tried to emulate it lkjgldkfgj and god i loved duckfeatherz stuff.. the why did you change one... AND THE SWIFT AND BRIGHT ONE FDGJDFLGK FUCKING [SCREAMING CAT] GOD I LOVED IT.. ;;;;; fuckin.. god.. they ..... ;; [IM WATCHING IT RN FUCKING THEY AND NOSTALGIA ILL CRY] okay okay fucking of course obligatory [what if ashfur wanted to break] of course god 9 year old me loved it.. kfdjgkdfg OH AND THIS ONE BROUGHT BACK SO MANY MEMORIES IMMEDIATELY.. SCOURGES FLAWED DESIGN YES KDLSFJSDKL and god.. ashfurs hurt.. i watched this so much the voice acting in amvs god yes... I STILL THINK OF THIS SONG AT RANDOM EVEN THO I NEVER LISTENED TO IT OUTSIDE OF THIS VIDEO!!!! THE FUCKING LKJFLKFJGDLKG !!!!!!! AHHHHHH fucKING AHH [HELP ME HELP YOU] [IT HURTS WHEN UR LONELY AND IM STANDING RIGHT BESIDE YOU AND IT HURT WHEN YOU TOLD M--] [ITS JUST A MATTER OF HOW MUCH U LET IT SLIDE!!!!!!!!] [HOPE U NEVER HURT HOPE YA NEVER CR--] GHFGHFG GOD ;;;; like i hate ashfur being a bitch but i loveddddd this amv :sob: also.. leafpool is sober of crowfeather i ;;; this song gets me to this day also i viscerally remember the voice acting god kljfg i loved this one so much.. i still think of tigerclaw is not one of thunderclan sometimes too klfjgdfg and,, okay

i hate to pick a favorite but i feel like this one changed the trajectory of Me...... like ive always loved the song but this amv cemented it as like one of my songs of all time and i loved the designs and video and... literally i love this one so.... of course... ashfur - mr brightside.. my fucking BELOVED

12. is brambleclaw a good main character?

i read the books like so young i hear he got shittier? like.. i liked him when i was like.. 10-13 reading the books i liked all the journey cats tbh so

13. rank the clans (excluding skyclan, including bloodclan)

windlcan/riverclan shadowclan thunderclan bloodclan

in my opinion <3

14. dovewing or ivypool?

i like.. liked ivypool a lot.. maybe related to her <3 but.. i like them both a lot up to where i read at Least

15. daisy: yay or nay?

i liked her!

16. did you ever use fanart as your pc wallpaper?

yes. including my own <3

17. what would your warrior name be and what clan would you belong to?

mossmask <3 of course <3 [rolling eyes] half clan river and windclan kljgdfklgj yeah.. could never pick.. honestly i mean.. shadowclan grew on me recently but in my mind.. mixed clan and it goes between whether moss would be wind or river

18. favorite medicine cat? (cutoff being oots)

ughhhh idk i liked a lot of em ;; runningnose cinderpelt brambleberry yellowfang.... thats without looking it up so <3

19. did you name/want to name a pet after a character?

i wanted to! never did.. still might name a cat moss in honor of mossmask

20. swiftpaw, gorsepaw, or shrewpaw?

swiftpaw.. like i dont remember the other two as much in my mind and swiftpaw really got to me as a kid ;;

drew this instead of working on the mountain of homework i have to do;;;;

unwise, yes... but on the other hand look at my son

23:28 11/05/2021

sooooo uhhhhh,, its chewsday innit.i have no idea what my life is anymore. like what do i even do?? i have no idea how i would describe myself to someone else and thats sort scary yk. like how am i supposed to like myself if i dont know who i am? n e way enough existentialismmmmmm ice gotten more unconditional uni offers which im dead proud of like who wouldve thought I wouldve been able to do this. if only i couldve seen myself like 4 years ago i would be shocked. i mean most of it would make sense but like i didnt even think id live this long tbh. i dont think about that enough the fact i couldnt see myself getting older and doing 'grown uo things' because i thought i would never get through the present. that sounds real sad wow. 

lets talk about something else, perhaps how i believe myself to be far too impulsive for my own good and never thinking anything through twice. like ive just tried to revamp my whole room coz i was unhappy with it. i tried to chalk it up to just wanting a better desk and suddenly ive thrown away half my furniture and my room looks empty affff. but its ok since it already looks kinda better everything's cleaner now too. 

i went into my backgarden today and i picked all the uhhh my laptop almost died on me there i realised my things at full brightness anyway yes i went and picked the uh dandelions? the yellow chucky ones and some daisies and i made some flower chains and stuff and hung them in my room even though theyre gonna die idrc becuase they still look kinda cute, i keep patching my uni prep class becuase icba going but i still need to set up student loans and shit and actually confirm my choice for uni too omfg so much work and also need to start teaching msyelf the theory sruff for my driving thingytghing 

i was just looking back at another post before i started typing this and i was talking about how i dont really espress myself all too well through my apppearance and things i can personalise to me and i feel like ive gotten a lot better at that coz i recently chucked away a lot of clothes i dont wear and my mum bought me new stuff and im dead chuffed coz im far more confident in them and theyre far more comfy too :) ive also stopped wearing bras with wires and padding in them coz fuck all that shit i no longer care if people see my nipples becuase its not worth the actual pain from and improperly fitting bra which all of them are on me ............................................  

ive been listening to some NEW music lately just from my discover weekly stuff and its been pretty fuckign spot on with the shit i wanna listen to but i wish itd let me save each week as like a diff playlist but ive just been adding my favs to my other playlists feel like ive been piecing myself together bit by bit after not having the right pieces for years. 

anyway future me or whoever listen to 'them changes' by thunder someone or other because i think im a little bit obssesed atm hehehehehhehehehesjnjndkb LJBSCLVJBs jbs c' CKJBDKjkbckj  sh. i feel a bit like a fraud tho ngl like as tho im waiting for the other shoe to drop and find out im actaully lying about being a functioning human being for longer than like 5 days in the past 3/4 years. did that make sense idk im justsaying i feel a bit fake and that next time i feel a bit d y s f u n c t i o n a l its gonna hit really fucking hard and its gonna take a lot to get over it idk maybe im just being pessimistic or smth have a tendency to do that. 

also ive completely given up with school i have less than a month left and i cannot be fucked doing any more work than is necessary to pass ie only doing the test things and pretending to know what im doing in class no studying no homework none of that bs i would rather break my toes ..  

ive wrote like 3800 characters thats like maybe 800 words isssshhh idk man considering ive wrote w shit like wbsihizjbk ziSJNlcjb alknfbv ajn jankbdv. you know , . i dont really know what im rambing about anymore nothing has realliy progressed that much do idk what to say ill come back maybe when im at uni :O beye

Ali & Carly

Ali: How do you like your  🥚🍳 in the morning? Carly: no 🐣 Carly: ha Ali: 🐔 didn't show up in your roost later, did he? Carly: he must be scared of you Carly: 🔮 Ali: or my 🐺 Carly: maybe Ali: eggs aside, how you feeling, chick? Carly: 😷🤒🤕🤢🤮 Ali: 👎👎👎👎👎 Ali: unacceptable! Ali: what do you need, kill or cure? Carly: cure forever Carly: im too young to die Ali: I'll swing by with my witches brew Ali: actually doesn't taste like ☠ either Ali: pure 😇 Carly: aw Carly: really? Ali: 'course, not gonna half-arse the job Ali: and it makes a full pot, no sense in not sharing the 💚 Carly: 💙 Carly: wat does it taste like? Ali: like Christmas 🎄🎅🤶🎁❄️🌨️☃️✨🌟 Carly: 😋😊🥰 Ali: it's got ginger and peppermint in Ali: the only other person hanging out their arse is my brother and he would rather die 'cos he's grumpy 👴 man energy so Carly: no 🦃 tho yea?! ha Carly: oh no he sounds like my da Carly: which cute bro is it? Ali: definitely not 😂 Ali: some greens but not sprouts Ali: the freckly one Carly: did u heal my heart to 💔😢? Carly: course itd be the most beautiful one Ali: oh no, you're delirious Ali: I'll come quick 😜 Carly: dont b jealous 👼 hes only the most beautiful boy Ali: 😏 My ma'll be gutted Carly: do u have a tea for that? Ali: 🍋 'cos she's so bitter? Ali: I'll see if she goes for it Carly: noooo 🍯 so she wont be Ali: you're too sweet yourself, Walsh Carly: aw Carly: but ur the 1 who saved me Carly: ur the sweetest Ali: anyone would Carly: nah ur the 1st Carly: not just saying it to u get ur fairy wings Ali: had to fly away from that particular 🐔 plenty myself Ali: harmless and flightless though he is, most the time Carly: yea Carly: he talks about u wen hes been on it Carly: the 1 that flew away Ali: uh oh Ali: can't let a boy ✂ your wings Ali: ever Ali: ever Ali: 👼🏽 🐔 🐧 🐦 🐤 🐣 🐥 🦆 🦢 🦅 🦉 🦚 🦜 🦇 🐝 🦋 🐞 🦗 🦟 🐓 🦃 🕊 Carly: im 😕💫🙃 but idk if those were the guests i danced with Carly: did get a cute lil 🎶🎤 to fall asleep to tho 💙🕊 Carly: 🌚🌝🌛🌜🌞 Ali: very 👸 of you though Ali: I can 👀 it Carly: my ma is trying to make me clean Carly: 🐇🐁🐀🐿🦔🐾 pls Ali: also unacceptable Ali: not 'til you're better Ali: use my wings to fly through and 🤞 he don't get the wrong idea about who I'm there to see Carly: [sends her a pic of whatever caravan mess she caused last night that her mum is raging about] Carly: so u can play a game of spot whats got her 😠 Carly: cuz idk Ali: Fun 🧐🤔🤨 Ali: angry mothers are my forte Ali: [does the circling the hazzards moment on the pic] Carly: making her angry is mine but nah to knowing y ever ever Carly: k ur cute & smart Carly: 🌟 Ali: it's rarely logical, but 🤫 on that or it's hulk levels in 0-60 Ali: how are you this nice when you're 😷🤒🤕🤢🤮 Ali: that's a skill, rare one at that 💎✨ Carly: my da is looking green must of had his own 🎶🍻💃 ha Carly: idk i can b nicer? but k now i know ronan aint been talking bout me when hes 🍺 or 💊 Ali: can be a tea party for three Ali: have to bring his own 🎩 though Ali: not to me anyway Ali: but as you can tell Ali: 🐺 keeps all the 🐓🐓🐓 away Carly: 🐇🐇🐇♠️♣️♥️♦️🐇🐇🐇 Carly: she is fierce Ali: she likes to think so Ali: 🐶 really Carly: course ur not scared of her silly Carly: u love her Carly: im a 🐈 person ha Ali: [sends her a load of pictures of Bluebeard she didn't ask for rather than being like do I love her hmm] Carly: AW!!!! Carly: 🥰🤗 Ali: he's captain ☠🏴 but there's always room aboard Carly: thats the best offer ive had from a gentleman ever ever ever Carly: whats his name? Ali: Bluebeard Ali: and he is MOSTLY a gentleman if you can handle some toe nibbling Carly: 😍😍😍😍 Carly: into it Carly: ive done more for lads i just met who aint as beautiful so Ali: 😂 I feel that Ali: honestly, it's quite comforting, when he doesn't sneak attack you with it Carly: [sends her a selfie that shouldn't be as adorable as it is] Carly: now u can introduce us Carly: 👋 baby blue Ali: the 😍😍😍😍 are mutual Ali: I can tell Carly: yay Carly: 🧡 Ali: is there anything else you need/we want for the tea party? Ali: en-route at last Carly: ur really coming? Ali: yeah, sorry I was ages, it's a whole process brewing it Ali: also a dead giveaway you're 😷🤒🤕🤢🤮 which obvs my ma takes as her cue to be all Spanish inquisition about it Ali: 📚 of my mostly-fictional-but-which-are-and-which-aren't-mother exploits later Carly: sorry iou so much magic Ali: nah, don't worry about it 👸 Ali: who doesn't love a little scandal with their morning brew? she deffo does Carly: its too late im looking for 🍀 Carly: among the 🌼🌼🌼 Ali: awh Ali: I'm never turning down extra luck Ali: we can make daisy-chains Carly: its the dresscode Carly: soz da Ali: does he have a 🧔? Ali: that's a #look Carly: not rn Carly: my ma wasnt on @ me only to clean up Carly: he had his turn Ali: damn it Ali: maybe a nice belt Ali: I'll be 🤔 Carly: dont b 💔😢 he has bushy eyebrows Ali: same Ali: he's earnt his invite back Ali: your ma gonna have to chill though Ali: and it ain't that kinda tea 💔 Carly: you wont b able to tell if shes angry or surprised Ali: 😚 ⬅ I know the vibe Ali: you do you babe Carly: she used to let me sort em out but there was an accident Carly: which im sworn to secrecy about Ali: I'm so good with secrets 🙏🙏🙏 Carly: k Carly: my head zoned out but my hands kept going like Ali: you were meditating you can't help having  🌌🧠 Ali: I'll 🤭 now and never tell, don't worry Mrs W Carly: @ school yea im meditating on your q sir relax Carly: ha love that Ali: they just ask questions to answer it themselves, what is the point Carly: u coming for my ma again? Ali: 🤫 bad first impression, that Carly: shes heard it from ronan too sorry Carly: lad has loose lips Ali: honestly Ali: 🙄 can't keep up with my bad reputation Carly: ud think hed be better at kissing Carly: its talk talk talk Carly: more good things about u than ive made it seem like tho Ali: he was a big talker Ali: probably 'cos he ain't allowed with the lads Carly: if he talked about what a 👼 u are & how 💔😢 he is theyd uninvite him from the bonfire Carly: its sweet really how hung up hes got Ali: he only thinks I'm an 👼 'cos he took my virginity probs Ali: that's more suitable 🔥side chat Carly: he goes on about that alot but I thought he was lying Carly: oh no that sounds bad Carly: not calling u a slag ur obvs not its y he likes u more Ali: 😂 I'm fine with slag Ali: all definition dependent anyway Carly: yea same Carly: can be hot if ur in the mood Ali: right, and if I'm a slag 'cos I didn't marry him then I'll take it Carly: & hes not allowed to marry gorgers theyd wanna throw him in the 🔥 Ali: exactly Ali: we can't both be 💔😢 forever can we boy Carly: just me @ the party til u came to my rescue Ali: 🥺 Ali: What was he even on about then, like? Ali: dickhead Carly: idk i zone out wen he shouts @ me too Ali: I can always poison a cup and send it his way Ali: just say the word Carly: hes not that bad Ali: okay okay, just some laxatives Ali: 'cos he's a bit 💩 Carly: ha Ali: no 🌼🌼🌼 unless he says soz then Carly: but his beautiful curls 🥺 Ali: hmm, a good point Ali: be strong, baby Carly: ill throw one @ him & run away Carly: back to u Ali: you're so adorable Carly: says u Carly: 👼👸🏼 Ali: 💚 we're gonna have an adventure when the tea hits okay Ali: I've decided Carly: k thats the kinda 🎄🎅🤶🎁 it is Carly: i do want the energy of a kid on xmas morning Ali: that's the best Ali: how I'm tryna be every day Carly: 💫⭐️🌟✨⚡️☄️ 🚀🛸 Ali: if only 🚀 Ali: this bike can only go as fast as my lil legs can carry, like Carly: aw baby Carly: i shouldve asked u where u live before this 2nd rescue was launched Carly: im sorry Ali: No distance is too far for a fair maiden Carly: ill have to see what other 🔮 i can find before u get here Carly: dont love ious Ali: there's no ious Carly: [sending her loads of pics of her with or just pics of the cat lady's cats that she's rounding up for this tea party and they're adorable] Ali: 😍💞😻 Ali: okay, non-debt fully paid though Carly: [just rambling about the names she's given each cat cos her and cat lady don't know each other properly til Ali comes along and like facts about each cat/her fave things cos she's a big nerd] Ali: I love them Ali: I'm gonna get them some 🐟🐟🐟 when I get tea party tings Ali: some cream, awh, okay, this is happening Carly: im picking enough 🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼 for everyone Ali: should've put Bluebs in my basket Ali: next time Carly: aw Carly: Humbug might try & fight him Carly: youd b there to protect him tho Ali: I can ref Ali: my little brother is always trying to play-fight everyone so I'm well-versed Carly: is he ticklish? that works for me Carly: broken up lots of fights Ali: big time Ali: his kryptonite Ali: reckon it's against the rules in professional fights but preparing him for anything like any good big sister Carly: ha Carly: aw i bet ur an amazing sister Carly: if i had 1 maybe id wanna be on site sometimes Carly: my ma's eyebrows r hardly a call to home Ali: he might disagree but he's 5 so what does he know 😉 Ali: feel that though Ali: home is just a base, whole 🌍 out there Carly: wen ur 5 you argue to argue Carly: yea if u dont use ur wings theyll think u dont want em 💔😢 Ali: flying is like riding a 🚲 though Carly: r we goin on a 🚲 adventure? Ali: definitely Ali: ugh, need one of those wagons for the 😻😻😻s Carly: ☺️its gonna b so fun! Carly: we might meet more 🐈🐈🐈🐈 Ali: way better than 🐔 Carly: ha Carly: do u have 🔮 left to help me find shoes? Ali: have you checked the fridge? Carly: [a pause while she do] Carly: theyre not there 😕🧐 Ali: damn, that'd be the last place I'd look though Ali: were they in the mess your Ma was sounding off about fr Carly: o mayb Carly: if i was wearing any when you dropped me off Ali: 🤔 I don't know if I recall any glass slippers Ali: I'll ask Lene hold up Carly: 👸 energy Carly: but idk if i wanna scary 🐺 at my door Ali: turns out she's actually your 👵 Carly: ha my grandma is 💍 to god Carly: its not close to the energy shes putting out Ali: she'd probably tell your actual that God is a gay girl Ali: nah she's well 😇 around fam, just hide behind your Ma and me, baby, you'll be fine Carly: ha that wasn't in any of the kids bible stories she sent me every 🎄🎅🤶🎁 Carly: her god is 😠 than Humbug Carly: he likes to shout so i gotta zone out Carly: aw that's sweet ur ma loves her too? Ali: Hooray for Catholicism, yeah? 😏 Ali: she loves my Ma, more like Carly: we spend our sundays on our knees nana but its 🚽🤮 or u kno a bigger sin Carly: u do look like her i remember Ali: that's not QUITE 🚽🤮 levels but close 😂 Carly: nah its nice u have the same 👀💙✨ Carly: idk who i look like Carly: postman maybe Ali: now I don't know whether to 😳 or be 🤨 you like my Ma too Ali: you look like you and that's Ali: 💛 😍 😘 🥰 😚 👸 👼🏽 🐰 🌼 🌻 🌞 🍓 🍑 🍨 🍰 🍭 🍬 🎆 💜 Carly: yea 🤞🙏🌠 the postman isnt my da cuz hes a ride Carly: aw now youve got me 😳 Ali: rude, my postman is not Carly: 🚫💌 then baby Carly: ill text u instead Ali: so grumpy, don't stick your hand right into our house if you don't wanna get bitten, sir Ali: not by me, whatever Ronan has said Ali: though I'm well flattered I'm getting a text back Carly: ha its k its not that u use too much teeth Carly: & course ur my hero Carly: tho 🤞🙏🌠 wont b an sos every time Ali: good, can't have him putting you off with blatant lies Ali: it won't be if I do a better job at the heroics and get there before any bad shit can happen Carly: its k i like it Carly: helps me remember what i did Carly: 💔😢 no lads r spelling their names out in bruises for the who Carly: 🐇🐾🐇🐾🐇 Carly: nooo theres no better u could do Carly: ur flying to me faster than anyone has ever ever Ali: amateurs, like Ali: so rude, ain't they heard you're 👸 Ali: I'm basically there now, prepare for the best tea party you've ever been to Carly: aint wat theyve heard but idc Carly: yay 💙 i havent had 1 since me & my 🧸🧸🧸 Ali: I'll be 🎶🔊 it so get in the know lads Ali: awh, can I meet them too? Carly: not too 🔊 or ur gf will bite me which could b fun but im not trying to do u like 💔😢 Carly: some r shyer than others but if u work ur 🔮 how u did for me ull make friends Ali: fill your boots, babe, I don't reckon she's your type, like Ali: I'll be on my best behaviour 🤞 Ali: the loveliest guest you've ever had 🤞🤞 Carly: be fun though Carly: not boring Ali: 😲😲 Ali: Is that the impression I give off? Ali: or another Ronan tale, either way Ali: gonna have to prove otherwise now in the most extra ways imaginable Carly: nahhh Carly: he don't lie to me its his 1 saving grace Carly: its just like a pls Carly: to u & the universe Ali: I won't be boring Ali: trust me Carly: k Carly: i do ur a lifesaver Ali: nah Ali: just happy to help Carly: im happy we r mates Ali: me too Ali: idk why we weren't before, like Ali: too many people at school Carly: & i dont go much ha Ali: this is true Ali: lesser spotted walsh 🐦 Carly: oooh wat colours am i Ali: 💗💜💛🧡💗 Carly: cute Ali: very Carly: wats ur fave colour? Ali: It's a harder question than people reckon, that Ali: like, there's so many beautiful things of every colour Ali: if I can decide for the day, I feel like I'm doing a disservice to all the others Carly: sorry Carly: i havent decided on mine either Carly: when i was a lil kid it was 💛 for the 🌞 then wen i started goin out it was silver for wat i thought the 🌚 looked like Carly: but ive seen so many new colours since Ali: kids always know Ali: they're much smarter than adults about everything Carly: i bet ur lil bro is the smartest Carly: like u Ali: he likes red for 🚨❌🛑⛔️🚫💯‼️🥊🥤 Ali: and I see the appeal Carly: does he like 🍎? i kno somewhere that sells the reddest shiniest 1s Carly: or we cud just throw 🍅s Ali: he's at the anti-fruit stage Ali: but I reckon he could be convinced if we let him smother 'em in caramel and sprinkles Carly: its a date Ali: Me first

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Indian Moss Agate Gemstone Handmade Pendant Necklace.

💛 🖤 ✏️ 🧩 for the aos asks!!

SARAH I OWE U MY BONES

💛 favorite character:

love of my life jemma simmons, she could punch me in the face and i’d thank her with out a doubt. followed INCREDIBLY closely by fitz but he gets second bc he like me loves jemma simmons more than any one else in the universe

🖤 favorite villain: 

hmmmm gosh its been a MINUTE since i watched..... i really liked aida and the framework arc and found esp the end of her arc to becoming A Real Girl really compelling!! ill go w aida for the moment bc she’s the first one who came to mind lmao

✏️ favorite story arch:

ill be real w you chief the first arc of aos IS the best arc and id give a lot of my bones to have a couple more seasons of the bus kids and the shield fam just. hanging out and flying around and going on simple wacky adventures w none of this time travel space travel interdimentional time warp alien shit u know?

🧩 scene u wish was in the show:

i just. i want some good academy-era fitzsimmons bickering and more daisy/fitz/simmons sibling bickering in my life. just. just that content please. alternately fitzsimmons settling down in a small town in scotland and owning a bookstore or smth and having a quiet happy domestic life and a couple times a year they jaunt off and briefly save the world and Go Back Home

send me aos asks!! (even though i’m not caught up and haven’t watched in a while lmaooo)

top 5 nick holidays <3

decided to get emo over nicks previous historic holidays for the amazing @grimmyappreciation​ fest ❤️ BIG BIG thank you to Writ for organising this all, its fucking amazing 💞

5. coachella 2013. 

its the ny/ldn crew all together which is a rare gift these days

special place in my heart cos rj. soaking wet after running into the pool holding hands? thats hot.

also cos was got some amazing looks

look how short his shorts look here

look how short his DEMIN shorts look here

also that one vine on nick and alexa in the bathroom

OH the vine of alexa unbuttoning her shirt and its nicks rug

with the sister video of henry unbuttoning his shirt and it being aimees boobs <3

also nick DJin for henry with JBeibz

the pink sweater really!!!!!!

also aimee looked fucking amazing which she always does but!!

and alexa <3

this pic that aimee posted years later as a #tbt

4. puerto rico 2012-2013

okay i barely understood how to use tumblr/social media for like fandom purposes and shit so i was barely keeping up with this but! the puerto rico new years trip! the first holiday i was around for! <3<3

theres a high chance why i love this one so much is cos guy took such amazing photos and it looks dreamy and makes me want like 7 best friends that i can go chill with and do this with

oh wait this was the nicks ‘well #LADDY’ trip

just one of the guys <3

alexa this pic of aimee and this pic of nick are beautiful

this pic of all three? <3

3. miami/ny 2017

WE DIDNT EVEN KNOW what was to come we just thought there was gonna be a prerecorded nick/harry interview while they were both busy but instead we got THIS holiday

this is me @ me living with what happened now

aka the holiday where nick flew his mama to miami

and they hung out at the beach

so much beach time

so happy too <3

eileen put up with nick being extra on insta

nick rly is a mamas boy <3

eileen everyday probably: this is rly my son ayye

nick documenting their target experience

his work experience or whatever at a dentist office must have made a real big lasting impression :/

but hten they FLEW TO NEW YORK 

ykno got some bargins and shit

then

‘lovely boy showing lots of love to his mama. have fun you two xxx’

<3<3<3 when we realised they were at the snl taping <3<3<3

then nick and eileen partying till the early hours with jimmy fallon???

‘not hungover at all. feeling fresh. wish it was hotter.’

cosy home time flyin look <3

technically not the holiday but the first thing he does when hes home is hangout with sunday and instagram his husband holding her so

sidenote did harry have all his gucci shit organised all the w ay back then and was already makin sure all his pals were wearing gucci on his big debut day like nick continued to wear it the first day he was home

 2. miami 2015-2016

i know that we were all disappointed for 0.03 seconds about this trip but like

nick was on the BALCONY in nothing but his PANTS and SHIRT

looking TIRED and HAPPY

looking like hes about to give a shout-out to someone deep swimming

it was just a REALLY nice day

he could star in his own romantic indie seaside drama

that lil peak of hip!

we also got nick and ian <3

oh this jorts masterpeice was a fucking hot look

his cosy airport look

i always rly liked this pic of nick and rita

aimee and iannnnn

NICK and aimee and iannnn

nick and his husband george

oh when nick looked like a pimp wearing tom ford to a new years eve party wHERE HE WAS GIGGLING INTO LEWIS HAMILTONS neck and we never saved the video :( im STILL mad

back to him on the balcony <3

he looks like hes PAST drunk and jus tlike......... wrecked fully completely singing beiber

the artsy dramatic paddling

fake tattoos that i still actually want to be real

OH SHIT THIS IS THE HOLIDAY WHERE THEY NICK AND HIS HUSBAND GEORGE WERE TOO DRUNK FOR THE HAMMOCK

nick eyelashes in the first part but also the part where hes like Mrs Doubtfire is the greatest piece of cinematography ive ever een YEH

oh i giffed his eyes thanks @ past me

FUCKING lol

#natureboy

oh his RUG

oh wow the david attenborough thing aka ‘this man is the alpha. he will smash you up. he will kill you. hes very aggressive. very large. thats the alex.

1. mallorca/barcelona 2018

aka the holiday that started as the #nsfw holiday but really was just a REALLY nice holiday.

a mix between a farewell to breakfast and his dream job while celebrating his birthday and relaxing for the longest amount of time hes ever had off since the breakfast show started <3

a well deserved break that literally felt like lasted a lifetime and had a new rotation of friends every week

everyone from kim jones to liv tyler to helena christensen making an appearance 

nick gettin his ass out for the internet in picture form.

nick getting his ass out for the internet in video form.

and there were the dick pics.

gettin ready for his bday partyyyy

honestly this trip was? the HAPPIEST and LIGHTEST hes ever looked ill stand by that till i die

glad that he and his husband take 97% of their vacations together and im glad they do some really  dumb shit

SMILIN.

like u thought it was over but no. they went to barcelona.

still a hun in the sun.

still drunk and still happy <3

hes a freak tho like i know we were all like yeh hes literelly been drunk for 3 weeks straight now but like. HE exercised.

i love him and i hope he always holidays and is always happy <3

love a self aware holidaying instagram bitch.

ALSO i cant not give a shoutout to nicks mallorca 2015 birthday trip in with

the tin foil hats? tin foil SKINNY JEANS? daisys tin foil bra?

the rug looks when he was really feelin himself (bonus) holy shit his eyes

douglas booth showinhg up and giving us the ultimate dad nick

his drunkass birthday night where he wore his topman shirt and his hands were weirdly massive and i cant rememerb who this guy was but these two pics really......ended me

also the zefron tweets which he probably flipped about to everyone for the rest of the trip

nick and george are actually married in mallorca

also it mustve been announced just like that week that nick was gonna be xf judge cos <3 which STILL makes me ?? but also !!!

also painted nails <3 which seems like a standard holiday thing that he does tbh

wouldnt be a nick holiday unless he wore something on his head randomly either

corbin valentines date adventures continue

featuring @sorcieresque and @soaprulez

corvusdoofus hey u wanna go to the dance together? doesnt have to be like a date-date but it was fun hanging out with you at the dream dance so

sorcieresque So you don't /want/ it to be a date?

corvusdoofus i was assuming U wouldnt want it to be a date since youre like, only shrodongers into guys but i guess if u wanted it 2 be a date it could

sorcieresque Oh, Mr. Doofus, oh. What a gracious offer. My heart is deliquescing with the chance I've been given... My soul is soaring with the possibility of agency. There is nothing quite as hot as unabashed tepidness.

corvusdoofus okaaaaay i get it its not the most romantic way to ask someone to a dance lol i just thought itd be fun to go together

sorcieresque Thank you. I already have a date, but we shan't let that stop us from causing chaos and mischief. >:)

corvusdoofus lol cool hope u have fun w/ ur date and i guess ill see u there!

sorcieresque Save me a dance.

corvusdoofus u got it

soaprulez hey uhhhhhhhhhhh idk if ur going with anyone else already but WOULD U WANT TO GO DO THE DANCE JUST AS FRIENDS

sorry if this is stupid and weird LOL you probably already have a date i just dk who to ask

everyone i talk to is like way older than me i dont talk 2 anyone in my grade for some reason i dont think they like me SRRY IM NOT TRYING TO GUILT TRIP U THAT SOUNDED WEIRD U CAN TOTALLY SAY NO ITS OK augh im fucking this up lmfaoooooooooo

corvusdoofus lool dont worry about it yeah we can go 2gether!!!! itd suck that u dont get to go just cause the other people in your grade are dicks

soaprulez omg cool itll be so much fun i promise! i dont think theyre dicks so much theyr just dont really talk to me idk lol ive never really hung out with friends my own age i always fucked around with the older kids

NOT 2 SOUND LIKE '''OOHHHH IM 2 COOL  2 HANG OUT IWTH OTHER TEENS' or whatever IDK it sjust the older kids r like nicer to me idk why

corvusdoofus i cant say why for like, ur past friends, but i think the kids ur age at wsc have all been here for AGES and all know each other real well so they probs dont want to hang w/ a new kid they dont know well

soaprulez thats fair i.g. i guess theres probably like. kids with monstery parents who like KNOW theyre monsters tha whole time and get 2 grow up here? seems prettyyyy cool. i always moved around a bunch so i never got to stick with 1 group of people long enough to be super tite u get the best of EVERYTHING tho u just get to come and go like whenver that rocks

corvusdoofus yeah apart from when the school didnt let me LEAVE during xmas break and anyways i think being in one place too long makes u stuck up just look at my sis and her friends

soaprulez hahahahaha lol i guess they have 2 have SOME ruels here seems weird that thats where they draw the line though

oooo tru ur sister spooky af

ANYWAY i am xcited! thanks for agreeing 2 go with me instead of a date ... if theres anyone else u want to like get close w/ while were there tho i can like skulk off at the actual dance

corvusdoofus loool thanks but i dont think thats gonna happen

soaprulez oohhhhhh :( ruff day?

corvusdoofus i guess???? theres just not really anyone im really clicking with romantic-ways u know?

soaprulez o boy yeah i do know

corvusdoofus like daisy did say 2 save a dance for her. but also, shes daisy, so thats probably just a plot for wild hijinks

soaprulez sometimes i like get stupid dumb crushes on people but then i think about ACTUALLY dating them and its like i legiterally cant even picture it bcus im like. IDK i dont feel like a real person half the time im like a mascot god daisy is so cool i cant believe she even talks 2 me like shes kinda craaazzyy but its like cool

corvusdoofus lol shes mad wild and like maybe a lil evil idk but shes funny but like weird funny u gotta realize most of what she says is jokes

soaprulez IDKKKK like maybe a little evil but like ok ok ok ok if u have ever been in the foster system youll kno theres some FUCCCKED UP PEOPLE out tehre like i never had 2 live with any but ive heard some shit so daisys like weird mean pranks and blood rituals or w/e are just like . . . whatever i cant tell whats jokes and whats serious or not but i figure if i just go along w/ everything itll at leat be funny

corvusdoofus yeah thats probably right

soaprulez lol anyway c u there i guess!!!

corvusdoofus yeah! tho are u gonna do smash w/ me and hymie 2nite?

soaprulez OH SHIT i didnt see him ask i am SO down

corvusdoofus check ur texts dude!

soaprulez shiiit i completely missed that with all ths v day stuff on the brain hell yeah im in

corvusdoofus see u there

soaprulez yeah!!! l8rzz

A Single White Flower || Closed

Thirteen years ago, when Violet was nine years old...

As a child, Violet was frequently absent from school, so much so that she did most of her studies in bed. It was for a myriad of reasons. An illness, recovery from the illness...sometimes she was too weak to even get out of bed. And as a result...she didn’t make a lot of friends. When you’re gone for a majority of the school year, people tend to forget you exist. People only see you as a perpetually empty desk whose only form of communication was homework delivered by older siblings. The few children of the orphanage, save for her sisters, knew Violet, though they scarcely saw her just in case she would catch something from them.

All in all, Violet’s childhood was a solitary one, entertained by older sisters, caretakers, the books that accumulated beneath her bed, and a small window by the foot of her bed, a perfect view of the ocean. Violet appreciated what she had, and she knew to be grateful for what she had.

But there were some things that she wanted above all else.

Small hands pulling nervously on a long strand of hair, body rigid, sitting at a normally-empty desk. Large, curious golden eyes occasionally looking towards a gathering of kids in the back corner of the room, all laughing and talking among themselves. She took in a few shaky breaths, trying to calm herself down. And then, she shakily stood up.

She was going to say hello. Just a little hello. 

Violet turned, walking on trembling knees as she walked over to them. And they were quick to notice. In an instant, all of their chatter died and their eyes were right on her. And she immediately got the feeling she wasn’t wanted. It felt like she was invading something. They were probably friends for a long time...and this was the first time she could come to school in weeks. 

She swallowed, slowly opening her mouth.

“U-Um...h...hel...”

“Why are you talkin’ so weird?”

A flush of pink on her cheeks as her mouth immediately shut. She was talking weird. That wasn’t good. She needed to fix that. How could she just...say something like the other kids? It was so easy around Odette and Lily. So why couldn’t she do it like normal?

A pause, too long.

“Are ya just going to stand there?”

Violet shook her head. She wanted to talk...and maybe...make friends. But this was all going wrong! This wasn’t how it went in the stories. But all the heroes would talk like normal. And if she was not a hero...then where was the hero to save her? 

“Doesn’t she do this every time? It’s weird.”

“I-I...j-just...um...” she paused again, pulling at the fabric of her dress over and over again. She should just walk away.

One of the kids rolled her eyes, opening her mouth to say something. But then, she stopped. And she smiled. And turned towards the other kids.

“Ya know...I heard that there was a really pretty...uh...flower in the forest. Like, really pretty and...white! But not just any white flower! Like, the best one! Man...I would love to meet someone who found it.”

Violet perked up, hearing it loud and clear. A white flower...if she could find that...would that make everything easier? If she found it, would they want to be her friend? She could do it! She could find it!

Without a word, Violet turned around grabbing her small backpack from her desk and immediately rushing away.

From the corner of the classroom, a group of children started giggling mischievously

A single white flower, more beautiful than anything she had ever seen.

Would it be like something in her stories? A prince gifting a beautiful flower to a lady? Well, usually those were roses. Would it be a white rose?

Violet kept quiet, leaves crunching under her feet. Occasionally, she needed to take a break. Walking so much was really tiring. She had only just gotten over an illness, so it took a lot to walk, let alone step over big roots and walk through impossibly large bushes. 

As she walked, she could only imagine just her ideal flower. The picturesque version of a brilliant white flower. A rose, with more petals than most others. Maybe it sparked in the sunlight. Was it a magic rose? It had to be! Maybe it could do something wonderful if you gave it to someone. Like...something incredible.

What would be incredible?

Something...good. Something that could help someone. Maybe...

Would it be able to make her not sick anymore? Would it be able to make her normal? Could it make her talk like normal and act like normal? Could she have friends and play with people? Would she be able to go to school everyday and see everyone?

Could a single white rose do all of that?

Violet wanted it to be so.

She looked for many flowers as she walked. All of them not right enough. White daisies. White wildflowers. White blossoms on trees. But nothing matched her description. None of them brilliant enough. All of them were beautiful, but they weren’t enough. She needed the best she could find! She needed that white rose she was imagining. As much as Violet admired some of these flowers, none of them were enough. If she didn’t find the right one...then all of this would be for nothing.

Violet looked down at a passing daisy, growing from between two surfaced roots. And she loved it. It was so pretty...

And then she heard a clap of thunder. Violet abruptly looked up, seeing how dark it had gotten. How dark and foreboding the sky grew. One lone raindrop hit her cheek. Then another. And another.

Violet gasped, plucking the daisy from the ground and rushing away. 

She didn’t know how far she had wandered into the forest. But she went as fast as she could, navigating between trees. The rain slowly began to fall faster and faster, until it was a downpour. Violet clutched the flower tight to her chest, keeping it safe and dry.

But then, she heard a growl.

Violet stopped right in her tracks, frozen in fear. In the distance, she could see long shadows approach. And bright eyes, locked right on her.

Monsters.

She took a fast step back, only slipping and falling on the mud. The daisy fell from her hands and was crushed under her. But she couldn’t think about that. She got up and ran.

Violet ran and ran, hearing growls and barks from behind her. 

At some point, Violet slipped and slid right into the hollowed out trunk of a tree, safely hidden in place. She got up, hyperventilating, wet and alone. Panicking with every noise the monsters made out. She covered her mouth with her hand, trying to keep quiet.

She didn’t know how long it took for them to leave.

She could have been there for hours. Minutes. Maybe between.

But in the end, Violet trembled in the middle of the tree trunk, afraid and alone.

She didn’t want to leave. She was too afraid. There were monsters out there. She was wet and cold and only wanted to go back to the orphanage. But she couldn’t make herself move. She buried her face into her dirtied hands and tried to keep down her tears but couldn’t. 

She couldn’t do even this.

Violet couldn’t get a single flower to make friends. The only thing she had was gone. She failed at that. What would she do now? She was scared and alone and she didn’t want to be alone. It was so scary and all she wanted was someone to be there and tell her it would be okay. Where was Lily and Odette? She was scared. She wanted to cry out for someone, anyone, to find her. 

Please...it was so scary to be alone.

Violet didn’t remember when she passed out. It was after crying for a long time, alone in the rain. But her next memory was of someone pulling her out from the tree, an adult, asking her questions she couldn’t hear. And then the next was her back at the orphanage, feeling worse than ever. Illness from staying out in the rain. Overexertion, too.

And when her caretakers and her sisters asked what she was thinking, she didn’t mention the kids.

Violet just said that she was looking for flowers.

And that she couldn’t even do that right.