&.* constellation cutie.

  hiatus. find me @ starfrayed & enigmaes.  

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when you fight your way out of  hell ,   you will never be the same .   a once  pure  heart ,   will    ROT    within it’s cage of ivory ribs                          and there’s nothing you can  do  but try and  thrive .

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you are   MYSTERY - PRONE  /  MYSTERY - FILLED  .    an  enigma  in itself ,   awaiting a solution .   a riddle ,   an unknown  cause .   a seemingly innocent  deception ,   concealing such a hurricane of  conundrums   beneath .   an unsolvable  puzzle ,   an incredible  quandary .   a superior  sleuth ,   eradicating all questions of the supposedly  undecipherable .   an uncredited  genius  among the world .   you are   VELMA DINKLEY .

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psa :   i’m putting lou on a hiatus!! i’ll still check up on her every other day, but my focus will be shifted onto REY & VELMA!!!

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DEAN  WINCHESTER  .

there’s  an  ache  in  the  chasm  of  his  sternum;   that  touch.   lithe  finger - tip  pleading  his  gaze  to  hers,   and  yet  even  as  head  cranes,   he  wavers  a  moment.   and  when  viridian  hues  finally  oblige,   they’re  alit  with  a  tenderness  men  like  him  can’t  afford.   he  can  hear  the  swell  of  tears  barricading  her  throat,   pitching  her  tone   &   leaving  him  victim  to  her  wounds.   look  what  you’ve  done  to  her.   witness  it.   that’s  on  you. 

stubbled  jaw  doesn’t  resist  her,   eyelids  closing  a  prolonged  moment  while  sigh  flares  from  nostrils.      ❝   you  do  deserve  better,   lou.   and  you  ain’t  gonna  find  it  with  me.    ❞

fingers  tremble  as  they  remain  on  his  skin .   there is  nothing  more in the entire world that she wants ,   than the  TRUTH .   had she done something  wrong  ?   why did he throw her to the side ,   like some  RAG DOLL  ?   her heart couldn’t take all of the  WHAT IF’S ,   and she  needed  answers .

❝     how do you  know  that ,  dean  ?   oh ,   right               you  don’t .   why are you  GIVING UP  on  us  ?   on  me  ?   just  .  .  .   WHY  ?    ❞  

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         BLINDED BY SUCH FIERCE HOPE AND LIGHT !

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ANNA  ANDREWS  .

 “Yeah.” IT’S A WHISPER against her skin and she’s turning to look at her again. This isn’t rejection, this is a yes and Anna is glad for that at least. Another kiss is pressed to the corner of her mouth and it’s taking everything Anna has not to just straddle the other and kiss her silly. This wasn’t like her one night stands, or even her fuckbuddies. This wasLou.

She’d been there for her through thick and thin and she just wants —- her. Doesn’t want anything or anyone but her right now and she can’t help but surge up to the other and kiss her again. It’s all she can think about — all she can dream about and the fact that she hadn’t realize it sooner made her want to scream. Glass is dropped onto the table and she cradles the others face in her hands and just stares at her unblinkingly.

  “I want you so bad, Lou. Don’t know why it took the wine to realize it. I just want you. You basically live here. You’re basically my girlfriend already, keeping me in line. I can’t live life without ya anymore. It’s just impossible.” Mumbled as she slides a leg over her so she’s straddling her. She just wants to be close to her, couldn’t want anything else. It’s all that she can think of. Lou.

a  breath  catches  in  her  throat ,   and she can no longer  breathe  correctly .   her eyes are filled with  WORRY .   she  can’t  do this                     how will the other react to her true  SPECIES  ?    how would she tell her  ?    there were so many queries flying through her mind .

but in an  instant ,   her mind is  SILENCED  at the woman in her lap .   her heart is  pounding  and her hands are  trembling ,   as they clutch onto her .

❝     you know what, just                   FUCK IT .    ❞  

lips now cover the other’s ,   and she can’t help but think that there is  NOTHING  she wouldn’t give up to e able to do  this  every day of her existence .

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COSMIC.   psst, can somebody please give me an opinion on my rey theme?? i just wanna know if it’s good enough before i make her!! so give this a like if you’d be willing to tell me whether it’s good or not!!

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COSMIC.   in honor of both munday and my rey blog (coming soon), here are some pics of me in my rey cosplay for career day at my school (”career day” pffft i’m gonna be a jEDI THAT’S MY CAREER)!! the reception was super positive at my school because everybody was dressed as like,, nurses and shit but then there’s mE IN A REY COSPLAY. needless to say,, all the fanboys freaked out!! funn stuff  ♥ ♥ ♥

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RORY  MATTHIAS  .

    her lips are soft against his, warm against the cool of his own ( he wonders briefly if she notices the chill of his skin). he grins, eyes closing shut, pressing his forehead against hers.

              ❛ why do ya wanna watch a rom com when you just used SHITTY to describe it?? ❜ he replies, poking her cheek with his finger. ❛ ice cream, whipped cream, and STRAWBERRIES. ❜ he finishes. ❛ that’s my deal. ❜

briefly  filled  with  a  sense  of  calm ,   at his skin against hers ,   she allows her eyelids to slip  shut .   the intimacy feels  NICE ,   and she intends to  enjoy  every second of it .   for these instances don’t come  OFTEN .

❝     i wanna watch it to  make fun  of the tropes .   it’s so  FUN  to point out the  clichés .     ❞

after a moment of  pondering ,   a small  smile  graces her lips .   a button nose  rubs  against his own   (  COLD  )   one in a little  eskimo kiss .   a content  sigh  slips through her lips .

❝                           but  DEAL .     ❞

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UNKNOWN  .

lips purse slightly at the question,    there are so many  OPTIONS  to choose from and he has no clue on what to pick.    a hand shifts to brush along the dark hairs the lay on the back of his neck as shoulders just give a light shrug in response.

❝    um,    okay they’re for my mom.    usually when i visit the cemetery i bring a bunch of new flowers to replace the old ones.   i don’t really know what her favorite ones are,   but whatever you feel is necessary or what you like i am  MORE  than happy to take.     ❞

no  ounce  of  pity  is  shown ,   as she has picked up on the fact that humans  hate  being pitied .  so ,   instead ,   she simply turns to a small portion of the greenhouse near the back .   beginning to  WALK  towards it ,   her fingers beckon him to follow .

❝     lilies are  classics  when it comes to things like this .   would those be alright  ?     ❞  

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HAWKEYE  .

flecks of black dot her vision for a moment.    hand  reaches  out   ,   only  to  close  on  air   .       she  swore  the  pain  was  manageable   minutes  ago   ,   but  the  adrenaline  settled  back  &  the bruises  &  stray  punches  were  spreading  over  skin  like  blooming  wildflowers   .      not  tonight   ,   but tomorrow  all  of  it  will  hurt  like  a  bitch   .      gives  words  got  registered  a  lot  slower  than  usual   ,   back  pressing  against  wall  behind  her   .      the  bird  of  prey  to  waver  by  mere  mortals  ;  yet  blind  egoism   ,   as  she  was  one  too   .

❛      hawkeye   .     i  go  by  hawkeye   ,   ‘  a  little  bitchy  because  she’s  nursing  a  hangover   ’  .      &  usually  i  don’t  do  beer   ,   but  after  this  fiasco  tonight   ———    …  i’ll  gladly  take  one  as  well   .      hell   ,   maybe  two   .      ❜

nodding  at  the  other’s  words ,   she grabs  two  beers .   and then ,   with a  slam ,   she shuts the refrigerator door ,   and makes her way  back  over to the living room .   she might as well try to  RELAX .

❝     well  damn ,   they must’ve gotten you  GOOD .     ❞  

a hand reaches out ,   pressing a cold  BEER  into the palm of the hero .   and with a small  flop ,   she’s lounging on her  floral - patterned  couch ,   looking over at the woman .

❝                       and i’m  LOU .     ❞  

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ANNA  ANDREWS  .

FINGERS SLIDE DOWN slightly to the others waist, squeezing there gently before turning so she can look at her. She knows how close they are, in both heart and distance. Lou was probably one of the few ones who kept her sane and amongst the living with her habits that would for most be utterly deadly. Eyes watch her and after a moment she moves her hand back up Lou’s body to begin to play with her hair, gentle soft touches that she would never give to anyone else but her. It was natural, right? They’re touching from top to bottom and Anna can’t stop herself from bending closer and pressing a kiss on pink petal lips before pulling away.

If things went to hell she could easily say it was just the wine. Lots of friends kissed right? That was a thing, she knew it was she’d seen it. Been apart of it, and this was just like that again. Nothing would most likely come of it and she turns her head back to the television, though she just can’t seem to concentrate on it. How could she with a beautiful woman next to her, someone who she cherished with all her heart and soul. Her closest friend in the known universe.

  “Wanna feel it?” Said casually as she bends forward to grab the bottle of wine, fill up her glass and take a sip. She’s too nervous to turn to look at her, instead keeping eyes on the screen.

lungs  are  robbed  of  the  air  within  them ,   as lips make  contact  with the other’s own .   she can’t even  THINK  straight anymore .   her heart is beating at ,   what seems to be ,   a  thousand  miles an hour .   and she cannot  believe  that she had  kissed  her .

when her next words are spoken ,   they are so  SOFT  she almost didn’t recognize her own voice .   she is filled with  want  and  confusion ,   and she can’t seem to  handle  it .

❝     .  .  .  you sure  ?     ❞  

pallid fingers trail downwards ,   stopping  right at the other’s waist .  she  WANTS  to continue her trek down ,   but is too  frightened  to do so .   does anna  really  want her  ?

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NAME.  adora louisa “lou” aaron. NICKNAME(S).  ad, addie, lou. AGE.  21 (dependent on the ‘verse). SPECIES.  alien.

p e r s o n a l .

MORALITY. lawful / NEUTRAL / chaotic / good / GREY / evil. SINS. lust / greed / gluttony / sloth / PRIDE  / envy / wrath. VIRTUES. chastity / CHARITY / DILIGINCE / humility / KINDNESS / patience / JUSTICE. PRIMARY GOALS IN LIFE.  to save/protect humanity from their ultimate demise. LANGUAGES KNOWN.  english, mainly. but she knows a little bit of everything. SECRETS. that she’s an alien. QUIRKS. a twitch of her lips when she’s keeping something in. always wearing something plant-related (usually a small plant necklace). SAVVIES. botany, and anything to do with alcohol.

p h y s i c a l .

BUILD. slender / scrawny / bony / FIT / athletic / curvy / herculean / babyfat / pudgy / obese / other HEIGHT. 5′5 WEIGHT. 120 lbs SCARS/BIRTHMARKS. none. ABILITIES/POWERS. healing, weather manipulation. RESTRICTIONS. none.

f a v o r i t e s .

FAVORITE FOOD. pizza. FAVORITE DRINK. piña colada (with vodka). FAVORITE PIZZA TOPPING. bacon. FAVORITE COLOR. pastel yellow. FAVORITE MUSIC GENRE. pop / musicals. FAVORITE BOOK GENRE. horror / botanical. FAVORITE MOVIE GENRE. romcom. FAVORITE SEASON. spring. FAVORITE CURSE WORD. fuck. FAVORITE SCENT. the scent of fresh dew in the greenhouse.

TAGGED BY: @artimiitei TAGGING: @voidworn, @v1rust

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COSMIC.   so, i have a few drafts both on this blog, and on olivia, so i’ll be doing drafts for most of the day, and then i’ll be trying to set up my lydia acc!! (and maybe i’ll make an sw muse too??)

side note: today is a bad day for me so i'll be working super slow but i'll try my best!!

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plot about muse a and muse b who were two high school sweethearts who had a really bad break-up but are always kind of on each other’s minds even as the years pass and then one day muse a moves into an apartment complex miles away from their hometown because of a job and their neighbor is constantly having sex and it’s just getting really annoying so one night they they go knock on the door to say ‘HEY CAN YOU STOP BANGING ALL THE TIME I’M TRYING TO SLEE–’ and then whoops it’s muse b. surprise!