“ wow. ‘oly SHET, ky...ky, “ she mumbled, struggling to sit up in her chair as she gave kyra a gentle nudge to get her attention, “ do yer SEE dat gurl over dare ?? she’s feckin’ fit. oi tink oi jist lost me virginity al' over again jist lookin' at 'er. yer tink she’d be interested ?? “
sorry i haven’t been on the past few days. i’ve got real bad cramps and i’m also moving back home from uni for a few weeks before moving into our house. omg. and, one of the assholes i’m living with in it still hasn’t filled his fucking pre-app or guarantor form in and i think i might actually murder him. i’d fucking risk it with that dick.
but, other than that, i will get those event starts out to those who liked the post from before. just sorry about the delay.
This would be the first time Blake attended a Lockwood trip and he was determined to make the most of it. With many of his personal relationships on the rocks, he felt it necessary to have fun in a social setting for the first time in ages. A familiar silhouette lay in the grass in the distance and he made his way over, plopping down beside the person and propping himself up on his elbows. “Shouldn’t be spending a time like this by yourself,” he said, brows raised. “Penny for your thoughts?”
as much as she wanted to say she didn’t want to be here - her natural instinct, the words could not e s c a p e her lips. she longed to feel the soothing wind caress and kiss her broken skin, watch the creatures frolic across the ground, able to ignore the mess of a world before them. being with nature reminded her so much of HOME, of ireland. it may have not been her first home, but it was the one she cherished the most. there was no way she could say no to not going on a camping trip. it was in her blood. so, here she was, lying on the grass, staring up at the sky as mysterious shapes floated by. but, alas, she was distracted at the presence of another, turning her gaze towards the voice, propping herself up. “ an’, why not ?? “ asha asked, arms folded, “ ‘tis PEACEFUL, jist a human an’ nature, coexistin' in 'armony... sure. go ahead. “
“Okay, so like I’m confused… Cause I’m gay, ya know? But like-… What if I’m open to tryin’ shit out with girls? Does that make me bi? Or does it make me gay and experimental?”
“ luk, “ she started, “ danny, bein' gay - it’s al' up ter yer. you’re de wan who ‘as ter define YERSELF. naw wan else can, whaich can be tough. oi nu. but, ter me it seems yer jist loike ter experiment. loike, me mate charlie, from back 'um - he ‘ated girls, but almost FOCKED wan av our other mates whaen he wus pissed oyt av his head. are ye attracted ter girls, oi suppose as de quesshun ?? “
“Let’s all just… calm down, yeah? Let’s have some milk,” Jude suggested, attempting to diffuse the situation. He’d somehow wound up making out with a girl that neglected to mention she had a boyfriend, likes of which was currently jabbing his finger against Jude’s chest in accusation. “Jesus. Chiselling off my nip a bit. You’re like a, uh… aggressive miner.” Eyes combing the nearby surroundings of the party, he pointed over at Ash at random, waving her over. “There! She, uh… There’s… my girl. Yeah. I’m not the guy, honestly. I was with my girlfriend the whole time so not to copyright Taylor Swift but, you know… I’d like to be excluded from this narrative. Right?” he encouraged hesitantly, attempting to convey, just with his eyes, that he needed her to agree with him. “Can you tell him he’s got the wrong guy? My breast is at stake, apparently.” @ashkavancgh
asha was mid conversation with a friend when she spotted jude waving her over. “ one second, i’ll be right back, “ she said, gesturing for them to wait. as soon as she approached, it all DAWNED on her, especially at his words. it was hard to resist the urge to roll her eyes at that. but, seeing the H U L K of a man standing before them, it would be better if she just played along. and with a sigh, she switched instantly, plastering a sickly sweet smile on her wee face. “ ‘ey, baby, “ she grinned, throwing an arm around him as she turned to the man with an at first innocent expression, “ yeah, he wus wi’ me de whole time. yer OBVIOUSLY ‘av him confused fur someone else. so, if ye’d kindly back aff from us, dat’d be much appreciated, muscles. “
“Don’t tell anyone you saw me smoking a blasphemous cigarette. Might just ruin my whole ‘good girl’ image…Care to be sacrilegious with me? I’m more than willing to share.”
“ an’, bejesus FORBID yer do dat, ada, “ she smirked, brows raised as she took a seat by her, “ sure. why not ?? pretty sure oi’m gonna ‘ell anyhow. “
hi ! i’m jane. i’m 19 year old trashcan from the uk. sorry if this is a little late, but i’m going to be playing asha, my part time mechanic, full time walking disaster. if you want to plot, don’t hesistate to shoot me a message or like this intro.
( ALIA SHAWKAT | 23 | CIS FEMALE ) I SWEAR I SAW ASHA KAVANAGH AROUND CAMPUS YESTERDAY. I HEAR SHE IS VERY OUTSPOKEN, GOOFY & STUBBORN, WHICH EXPLAINS WHY WHEN YOU THINK OF THEM, YOU’D THINK OF THE SMELL OF GASOLINE STAINS & CANDID POLAROIDS. THEY’RE IN THEIR SENIOR YEAR AND STUDYING BUSINESS. (JANE, 19, GMT, SHE/HER)
originally from brooklyn, new york, but eventually settled in ireland after travelling around a lot with her grandad and aunts. (so, she has a derry accent.)
her parents died when she was around 6, when they were living in new orleans and running a hostel, after which her grandad, siblings and aunts/cousins moved to ireland - it’s a massive family and they traveled a lot.
she has 4 siblings, three of which are adopted.
her family moved back to the states just before her last year of high school.
her pops always wanted to take over the family business which is one of the reasons she’s doing business. but, she’s also a part time mechanic to make end’s meet.
she and her cousin ( who i’m putting a wc up for ) decided to go to lockwood together cause they didn’t want to be far from each other and are like attached at the bloody hip.
she’s extremely protective of her family, and would basically go to the end’s of the earth for them. and would probably do the same for her extremely close friends.
she not’s really sure why she’s at school. she isn’t sure of her purpose anymore. when she first started and before then, she was sure business is what she wanted to do - to have her own at the prompt of her grandad, but she’s starting to realise that may not be the case. she’s just very confused of what she wants to do, and thinks she’s wasted a bunch of time at uni. she knows she definite;y can’t go into mechanics, and has very thin chances of becoming a writer, so she’s just stuck for now.
loves coming up with nicknames for people.
doesn’t hesitate to say what she means whenever she pleases. like, to her she just thinks: what’s the point of being fake ??
she’s the type of person that if you tell her not to do something she’ll go ahead and do it just because she can. she’s never been good with authority.
she always has some kind of stain on her clothing, usually gasoline or something like that and won’t come out but she doesn’t really give a shit.