find me at @glockwield if y’all still wanna interact. slowly moving shit there.

find me at @glockwield if y’all still wanna interact. slowly moving shit there.

find me at @glockwield if y’all still wanna interact. slowly moving shit there.

gonna   be   moving   this   blog   to   a   new   one.   i   feel   too   cluttered   and   overwhelmed.   so   like   this   if   you   would   like   me   to   follow   you   on   the   new   one.

@mutuals send me a 🍓 and ill compliment u!

rosita   ,

     funny   as   it   may   be,   he   knows   she   won’t   allow   it.      though   rosita   would   LOVE   to   see   their   companion   startled   awake   by   a   BOOK   TO   THE   FACE,   she   knows   it   wouldn’t   be   right.      ❝   tell   you   what,   he   starts   being   a   creep   again,   you   can   throw   a   book   at   him.      but   sadly   we   kind   of   have   to   keep   him   happy,   don’t   we?   ❞      if   there   was   even   a   CHANCE   that   a   cure   was   real,   they   needed   to   go   for   it.      that   meant   keeping   eugene   happy   and   safe.      ❝   now   go   on.   ❞      takes   the   gun   from   his   hand,   and   slips   it   in   the   holster   around   her   waist.      ❝   i’ll   be   scouting   outside.      don’t   keep   my   waiting   too   long.   ❞

         ❛   yes   ma'am.   ❜   leaning   forward,   abraham   pressed   a   quick   kiss   to   rosita's   cheek   with   a   sly   smirk   before   turning   around   and   exiting   the   room.   it   was   no   surprise   that   eugene   was   one   of   the   most   annoying   people   in   abe's   eyes.   he   didn't   know   when   to   shut   up   and   was   the   highest   on   the   scale   of   weird.   but   alas,   if   a   cure   could   be   made   to   fix   the   hell   hole   that   was   the   current   world,   it   was   going   to   be   eugene.

finding   the   other   man   still   sound   asleep   and   snoring,   abe   nudged   him   not   so   gently   with   his   knee.   ❛   up   an   at   'em.   we're   gettin'   on   the   road   in   the   next   five   minutes.   ❜   tossing   an   expired   granola   bar   onto   eugene's   half   awake   form,   abraham   grunted   and   left   to   help   aid   scouting.

bellamy      ,

          the    ground    brings    fear.           it    brings    danger.    every    step    they    take    is           𝙰    𝙼𝚈𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚈    ,    𝙰𝙽    𝚄𝙽𝙲𝙴𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽𝚃𝚈    ,    𝙰    𝙽𝙴𝚆    𝙳𝙸𝚂𝙲𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈.           he    says      :      DON’T    PANIC    ,    but    his    insides    scream      :      RUN      !      tongue    of    wolf    in    distance    swipes    over    snout    ,    mutated    face    easily    detectable    even    from    their    distance.

          ❝           wolves    sense    fear    ,           you    know    ,           ❞           bellamy    shifts    his    gaze    toward    the    fear    -    stricken    engineer.           ❝           the    more    you    sweat    ,           𝐓𝐇𝐄    𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄    𝐘𝐎𝐔    𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂    ,           the    more    likely    it    is    to    attack.           ❞           gaze    shifts    back    ,    scrutinizing    the    wild    animal    cautiously. 𝐀    𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍.    𝐀    𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍.    𝐀    𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍.           if    he    doesn’t    come    with    one    soon      .    .    .    .    .           they’re    both    dead.

      wolves   sense   fear.   yeah,   and   ninety-nine   percent   of   it   was   coming   from   monty.   these   weren't   just   normal   wolves.   they   were   wolves   on   crack   ;   double   the   size   of   normal   ones,   eyes   as   red   as   blood,   faces   that   could   only   be   described   as   demonic.   it   was   absolutely   terrifying.   

❛   right,   because   i   can   just   play   cool   so   easily.   ❜   monty   swallowed   the   lump   in   his   throat,   trying   so   hard   to   clear   his   mind   to   come   up   with   a   plan.   ❛   we   might   be   able   to   make   it   to   the   underground   bunker.   just   need   something   to   slow   them   down   for   even   a   couple   seconds   to   give   us   a   head   start.   ❜   was   it   a   completely   successful   plan?   no   way.   it   could   definitely   go   terribly   wrong.   but   what   other   options   did   they   have?

highkey excited with all the btvs muses i’m finding. ahhh i smell my childhood coming back to me

fuck it, i cant be bothered with the colored text. even with the generator, its work. XD

@causatum​  :  ‘      i’m   a   ‘yes’   person,   and   you’re   trying   to   raise   me   in   a   ‘no’   environment.      ’   (   quinn   @   haley   )

           haley   made   a   face   and   sighed,   ❛   quinn,   i   love   you   but   you're   being   a   little   dramatic.   ❜   she   couldn't   tell   her   sister   what   to   do,   but   she   damn   well   could   give   her   opinion   on   the   matter.   ❛   you're   an   adult   but   that   doesn't   stop   me   from   looking   out   for   you.   i'm   just   saying   that   i   don't   think   it's   the   best   idea.   i   can't   hold   you   hostage   but   i   can   give   you   my   two-sense.   ❜   picking   up   the   almost   forgotten   cup   of   coffee   on   the   kitchen   island,   haley   brought   it   to   her   lips   and   took   a   sip.   ❛   i   care   about   you.   i   don't   want   to   see   you   get   hurt,   that's   all.   ❜   

i added finn to my blog but he is HEAVILY FUCKIN’ CANON DIVERGENT.

the 100 + text messages [32/?] mood

me: has hw due on monday also me: loads up Stardew anyways

lizzie      ,

“   still   doesn’t   make   it   right   .   ”   regardless   of   the   reason   ,   there   was   no   proper   justification   for   it   .   it   was   always   unusual   to   all   her   friends   how   open   the   saltzman   household   was   open   with   one   another   ;   primarily   with   the   fact   open   discussions   occurred   and   everyone   was   able   to   vent   out   their   feelings   without   any   drastic   repercussions   .   it   was   a   healthy   environment   that   allowed   her   to   express   the   disdain   of   treatment   she   had   been   feeling   …   and   that   was   something   she   appreciated   regardless   of   the   circumstances   .

“   clearly   !   ”   beauty   and   brains   ,   smarter   than   most   average   supernatural   and   non   -   supernatural   entity   …   it’ll   feel   like   an   eternity   had   passed   with   the   amount   of   time   it’ll   take   for   her   father   to   catch   up   and   conform   to   their   lifestyle   .   “   thank   you   mom   .   ”   leaning   over   ,   wrapping   an   arm   around   her   for   a   quick   side   hug   .   [   not   one   for   sharing   affection   frequently   ,   but   sometimes   it   can’t   hurt   to   show   appreciation   !   ]   “   while   i   have   you   here   …   can   i   go   to   a   party   tonight   ?   ”  

              ❛   you   don't   have   to   thank   me,   sweetheart.   it's   what   i'm   here   for.   ❜   without   a   moments   hesitation,   jo   happily   returned   the   side   hug.   she   relished   in   the   soft   moments   when   it   came   to   the   girls.   the   older   they   grew,   the   less   frequent   those   moments   became.   at   the   mention   of   a   party,   jo   raised   an   eyebrow   curiously.   this   was   the   first   she   was   hearing   about   a   party   happening   tonight.   ❛   i   don't   see   why   not.   can   you   give   me   a   couple   more   details?   like   where   and   who   else   is   going?   ❜   she   didn't   need   every   detail.   she   trusted   lizzie   to   know   right   from   wrong,   but   nevertheless   she   was   still   a   parent   and   wanted   to   know   a   bit   more   about   this   party.   hell,   she'd   have   been   contradicting   herself   if   she   had   told   lizzie   'no'.   jo   had   been   to   a   few   parties   back   in   her   day   as   a   teen.

boop.#4601   ….. love meh?