queen of hearts.

❛ — make way for the g o double d e s s. i spare no enemies in this dress. -- indie mumu. private & selective. please read rules before interacting.

[erika-writes]

“Oh, for sure.”

[erika-writes]

maia mitchell by eric white

[buffysummers]

To the Bone (2017) dir. Marti Noxon

[ivashkovcharma]

“I’ll try to stay close.” / from nina

@ncbystanders​ // nina.

this was meant to be the end of it. severing the ties, nice and easy.

“you’re better off without-” but he wasn’t able to finish it as the alchemists started to pour into the coffee shop where he and nina first met. and he should tell her to run - to just go and forget everything about him because there’s a mighty chance she’ll never see him again.

but instead, like on autopilot, his body did the exact opposite. his fingers wrapped on her wrist as he tugged her towards the back exit and into the alley just leading up to the busier part of the town.

eventually they’ve lost the suited religious nuts into the thickened crowd and he dragged her into the closest shop he could find. a record shop that he always frequented, and he knew well that there are cubicles in there for those who wanted to test-listen their records.

he slid in one and pulled nina close to her, then he placed the headset over her ears, albeit pausing the music so she could hear him.

“listen. first - i know what you are.” and before she could continue, he placed a finger over her lips, “figured it out a few weeks after we’ve met. hard to explain but it’s just my thing - one of the perks anyway, i sense - see auras, see magic. you can call it some fucked up version of spidey-sense. second - if you want to stay close, i think it’s time for you to meet my family.”

[mviamitchell]

[crackshipforya]

kristine froseth + nick robinson.

[omibutt]

ALEX ROE & MAIA MITCHELL “HOT SUMMER NIGHTS” | 2017, dir. Elijah Bynum

[archivedbystanders]

click the ❤️ for a starter from one of my muses ! i may hit you up to discuss a dynamic or plot. 

[archivedbystanders]

surprise, bitch.................. i bet you’ve thought you’ve seen the last of me.

for real, though. hello to my .7 followers ksjsksjskj yaya has returned !!! the past two months have been... so very insane. i can’t even begin to describe it. i’ve missed you all like crazy and i’m finally ready to pick up where i’ve left up. if any of my mutuals have moved on, pls know that’s fine. it’s my own fault for disappearing off the face of the earth. but if any of you have an interest in interacting w me again, let a girl know.

also new mascot bc QUEEN.

[splattermemes-deactivated202007]

small / tall starters

requested by anon. Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !

small

“Get down here!”

“Wow…I’d want to climb that tree, if you know what I mean.” / “Do birds ever sit on you and get confused?” / “Hey, Groot.”

“I’m not short. I’m fun-size.”

“Good, adorable, wonderful things come in small packages.”

“I don’t appreciate your height.”

“I CAN REACH FOR IT MYSELF.”

“I’m not short, you just have the height of a Transformer.”

“I KNOW you can see me.”

“Fear me!!!”

“Uh…you’re blocking me.”

“Can you lift me for a second?”

“Slow down! I have short legs.”

“I have a super power. It’s called, my head never hits the ceiling.”

“Have you seen him/her/them? He’s/she’s/they’re like a mountain.”

“I always win at hide and seek.”

“I’ve always looked up to you…literally. Actually, can you sit down?”

“Heels make me feel powerful.”

“Do tall people have…big..hands..?”

“I might be short, but my ego is huge.” / “I might be short, but I will drag you down to my level.”

“I can’t reach your face, but I can kick your junk.”

“You don’t know the struggle when all shirts/dresses/pants are too long on you.”

tall

“I’m afraid of you because short people are closer to hell.”

“”How is it ironic that I’m afraid of heights?”

“Does my height offend you?”

“Let me reach that for you.”

“You can’t slap me if you can’t even reach my face.”

“I’m not tall, you’re just the size of an Oompa Loompa.”

“Huh? Who said that? I can’t see anyone.”

“It’s impossible to hide from you.”

“No, I don’t play basketball.”

“I’m not slowing down because you’re short.”

“You’re like a cute little fairy.” / “You’re like a small, terrifying gremlin.”

“My legs are long and sexy.”

“I’m not looking down on you. Except literally.”

“Aw, you look like a kid. How cute.”

“Being small makes you optimal for carrying.”

“You know what comes in small packages? Grenades.”

“All the cool presents come in big boxes. Like bouncy castles.”

“Why are you standing on the counter?”

“I may be tall, but my temper is short.” / “I may be tall, but my feelings are small. And fragile.”

“You don’t know the struggle when all pants/skirts/dresses are too short on you.”

“Let me block the sun for you.”

“Hey, short stack.” / “What’s up, shorty?” 

[archivedbystanders]

sorry i haven’t been around. i’ve been feeling like my existence in the rp atmosphere is super pointless and logging on with those feelings have not been fun. trying to work it out and be back on here and @ofsirencalls soon... or not. who knows ? 

[ivashkovcharma]

❛ How’s dinner and a movie sound? ❜ / from nina

@ncbystanders // nina.

“tonight?” he asked, looking up from his phone before stowing the wretched thing back in his pocket after swiping away a few more notifications from one of the guardians.

they were demanding his presence back to clarence’s house, but stubbornly, he didn’t want to. for fuck’s sake, he’d already spent a full suffocating week with this faux family - already unintentionally avoiding nina’s invitations that he’s close to tearing his hair out. and he was promised some me time, so excited that he gets to spend more time with her yet again seemed to be cut short.

the narrowing of his emerald eyes contained how much he was seething. honestly, what could be so important now?

but the vibration of his phone in his pocket was enough indication that it was immensely necessary. with exasperation, adrian pulled his phone again and true enough, there was no question that he needed to get home as soon as possible. jill - was in trouble.

“i can’t.” adrian said to nina with a sad smile as he began shouldering his jacket. “maybe another time. it’s -” he stammered, tired of the lies, wanting nothing more than telling nina everything. but he’ll park that for now and hopefully she won’t get tired of this yet.

“it’s my sister.” he was already making his way to the door, like some fucked up superhero juggling a double life. “i’ll call you, okay? i’m sorry, i need to go.”

[ivashkovcharma]

❛ I think it’s admirable. Standing up against the big, mean world, and laughing. ❜ / from jill

@ncbystanders // jill.

“it’s also incredibly stupid - now the big, mean world’s back to bite us in the ass.” still, he was laughing. because he had zero regrets. they’ve basically flipped off any institution that dared stand their way - whether it was the moroi society, the alchemists or those religious nuts calling themselves warriors of light. and there will be repercussions, but history-makers had to shake the world up to make it better.

at least they get to do it together. he glanced at sydney who currently drives them off towards the perfect escape plan, eddie still on guard on the passenger seat and jill right next to him. his grin was wide and proud as they watched the rest of the world sink smaller behind them. “welcome to the new age, i guess?”

[vhsmeme]

* soul kiss starters

soul kiss is a novel by shay youngblood. tw: police brutality.

‘ we’ve got plenty of time to talk. ’

‘ can’t you stay home tonight, please? ’

‘ it’s okay. you’re still my friend to the end. ’

‘ go back to sleep, baby. you must be tired. ’

‘ you always follow the person you love when you come to an obstacle in the road. ’

‘ what are you doing out here by yourself? ’

‘ save yourself. ’

‘ did you try counting sheep? ’

‘ you are in big trouble. ’

‘ do you know how to dance? ’

‘ we could be a family. ’

‘ the police shot him in the back. ’

‘ it’s nine o’clock at night. where have you been? ’

‘ talk to me, baby. ’

‘ did you try turning off the tv and closing your eyes? ’

‘ sit down here with me for a minute. ’

‘ get comfortable. sleep here for a while. ’

‘ everything will be okay. ’

‘ a son is worth something. ’

‘ there’s food in the fridge and sodas too. ’

‘ don’t be a follower. ’

‘ invent them, write happy endings, give hope where there is none. ’

‘ hurry up and get dressed. ’

‘ don’t do that, they’ll get infected. ’

‘ i need somebody to be my friend. ’

‘ don’t you break my heart, child. ’

‘ i want to find words to tell the stories i wish i knew. ’

‘ i’m not always gonna come like batman right on time to save your ass. ’

‘ give me a better reason. ’

‘ can i be alone for a while? ’

[iconicgirls]

[archivedbystanders]

"Is there something you're not telling me?" (ivashkovcharm for nina!)

          ‘ what ? of course not ! ’

     nina was too much of an open book for her own good. lying had never come easy to her. but admitting to the truth in this moment felt almost too mortifying to do out loud. she liked who she became around adrian – something a little less nerdy, less awkward, less everything. something about his aura seemed to infiltrate her own, causing the tiny brunette to be far more sure of herself than she ever thought possible. the facade was up, however, the moment his face was a hair’s breadth away from her and she just knew what was coming next.

      so, her instinct had been to jerk away. idiota.

           ‘ i just – uh, well… ’ a nervous giggle slipped from her lips. she wouldn’t have been all too surprise if a blush appeared on her tan skin. hiding her face behind her hair, she looked away from adrian, her fingers fumbling with one another as she blurted out: ‘ okay. maybe a little something. uh, i’ve never kissed someone before ? fun fact ! wow, i’m – ’ another nervous laugh escaped. ‘ – i’m gonna shut up now. ’

[archivedbystanders]

❛ i need you, please. ❜ (jill from @ivashkovcharm)

          ‘ i’m not going anywhere. ’

     as quiet as her words were, it held a firmness that adrian could hopefully believe in. though one glance at the two would have been enough to notice that neither were in a state to be having such a conversation. whatever side effects he was presently enduring from the alcohol, jill also felt as if she’d been the one to touch her lips against the rim of a bottle. blinking through a bleary vision, the moroi gripped the handle of the doorknob as she catapulted herself forward towards her bond mate’s crouching form.

          ‘ i just needa… uh – ’ her soft murmurs faded into the darkness as she stumbled into the wall that supported adrian, gripping at it aimlessly as she slid to the ground. with a deep sigh, jill finally collapsed onto the floor next to the other, her heavy head dropping against his shoulder. whatever misery adrian was feeling, they would weather together. it was how it was meant to be ever since he brought her back from the brink of death.

     ( he saved her life ; now, she would spend the rest of it saving his. )

          ‘ it’s okay… ’ jill whispered, nuzzling her face into his shoulder. she knew he would blame himself for her state but all she could say in the moment was: ‘ it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay – ’

— NOT ACCEPTING | ANGST SENTENCE STARTERS.