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cxgedrose liked this for a starter
“i heard barbie's dead. is it true?”
does anyone want a bitchin' starter bc i can do that.
[ basics ]
name: jessica pessica age ( in dog years ): 133 closest tourist attraction: fucking...idk. probably rockhampton if your a cow enthusiast? relationship status: single pringle for ever.
[ personal ]
job or student : job. door knocking wanker yo. childhood dream occupation: archaeologist. favourite parent : um. both? celebrity look-alike : i don't even know??? shoe size : 9 in england, 11 here. song title to describe you : sHE LOOKS SO PERFECT no kidding. idk. U.G.L.Y?
[ the nitty gritty ]
who shot first : i did. vanilla or chocolate : bro always vanilla. marvel or dc : marvel download or support the artist : uh...i'm poor. is your copy of ps legitimate : i don't have ps. did you buy winrar : what even is winrar. i'm too old for this shit. do you read the terms and conditions : of course. psh. peanut or jam first : i've never had a pb&j tbh woody or buzz : obv bullseye tbh. favourite chip flavour : cheese and onion.
tagged by: forctxs tag people: illbebatman and santakira tbh.
this is my notice of maybe hiatus across my blogs. i don’t know if when i get to rockhampton i’ll have any internet so i don’t know if i’ll actually be able to get online, but if you’re following any of the blogs below, know that they are all mine, and that i will be returning to them when i...
[ four ]
deputyjunior & vernaboyd & fromrussiawithblood & your-hannabanana.
"Are you staring at something?"
"Uh — not intentionally."
Somehow, she had gotten lost in her thoughts… and for once, her thoughts were not about the chaos of her life, or the studies that she had rededicated herself to… it wasn’t about her tragic love life, or the sale at Macy’s, or her money issues. She was lost in thought… about flowers.
That alone was horrifying enough, that she had allowed herself to think about something so trivial when there was likely a million things that required her attention, but what she had been doing while lost in thought… She had been staring at some guy she didn’t even know.
"What?"
Her eyes blinked as she took him in, registering what he had just said. So she wasn’t the only one to lose themselves in the moment… but it just made her feel more human, and not necessarily in a good way.
"I think I was doing the same…"
If only he knew the girl, perhaps this situation would be a little less awkward. But at least he wasn't the only one staring. If he hadn't said anything, he might've been able to go by unnoticed by either one of them, but now it had been highlighted and he felt obligated to say something more about it.
"I guess we're even then."
A smile crossed his features as he looked over the girl, trying to be as friendly as he could. Interacting with strangers wasn't one of his strong points, but it couldn't be said that he didn't at least try.
"James Rennie, nice to meet you, I guess. If it can be called meeting."
It felt good introducing himself as James, not Junior. No one here knew who his dad was, nor did they have to. He didn't have to be considered a miniture version of his father; he could be himself.
all she offered was a half-hearted roll of her eyes accompanied by a smile. she wanted to get a bit more drunk than she was, as well.
❝ fine. ❞
she brought her cup closer to her mouth.
❝ never have i ever cut my own hair. ❞
but she had, and so she took a large swig of the drink, only grimacing slightly. she raised her eyebrows, as if asking if she was heading the right direction, though she knew she was.
and once again junior was drinking. to think, he was less experienced than his room mate in most things, but he'd done more stuff than this girl. pouring himself another glass he asked:
"never have i ever done body shots."
and he took another drink, waiting for her to not drink. this'd be an experience for her to tell her parents about — or not.
mr bws man, i thought u were hot. and then u asked me if i had id. u prick.
ew doctors appointment. do i have to.
i need a matched au. like, idec if you've read it, i'll tell you the basics and we can do this thing. i just need it tbh.
—"A Romeo without a Juliet, aren’t you? Good that, but it doesn’t work around here, not on me."
"well, you're not trying to kill me or punch me or anything, so it must be working at least a little."
it has been a month. a whole month since that alpha had transformed her from a feral animal to a human again. there were empty spaces within her mind as towards what had happened before she woke up lying in the mud - before she fled. chester mill was the unfortunate receiver of malia’s full moon induced rage; one she was devoid of awareness that had happened. the only knowledge she held was the fact she was covered in mud, blood and not much else. and she is walking around aimlessly until finally there is a clearing coming into view, eyes widening as she catches view of another being - human interaction having hardly increased since she turned back, so her instant reaction is wrap her arms around herself and pause on the spot. ” i - i- i don’t know. “ she answers honestly with raised brows, ” this… this isn’t beacon hills. “
clearly the girl was shaken, and that made him nervous. strictly speaking, he wasn't on duty with the sheriff's department right this minute, forced by linda to take a few days off, but he was going to find out what happened. he couldn't just ignore that there could be a criminal roaming the streets, hurting people willy nilly. he too had done bad things, but he had his reasons. and now he was trying to redeem himself. if that meant helping this girl recover from whatever she'd been through, then so be it. he was going to make sure she fits in here, even if he wasn't quite sure how she got so unlucky to be here when the dome came down.
"no, it's chester's mill. i i think you're a long way from home if beacon hills is where you live."
❝ you’re lying. ❞
her eyes were squinted, but a smile hovered over her lips. but as soon as it was supposed to be time for her to drink, her smile fell and a blush rose to her cheeks; she couldn’t meet his eyes. kate lowered the glass to rest on her thigh. so she hadn’t kissed anyone before. big deal. it would come. eventually.
"i'm trying to get you drunk, there's a difference."
clearly his attempts were failing. god, did this chic have any experience with guys at all? maybe he should give her some. no, that's the alcohol talking. don't do the thing, junior.
"your turn."
nOAH SAID THEY COULD SAVE ONLY ONE BC HIS UNCLE WAS STRONG AND DARYL'S STRONG AND CAROL'S NOT JUST BY LOOKS AND HOLY FUCK I'M WORRIED ABOUT DARYL NOW.
I THOUGHT THE DOCTOR WAS NICE WTF HE'S NOT HE'S REALLY NOT WHAT'S UR GAME MR DOCTOR WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH BETH
dontshuckingstop
—"Aren’t you charming? Sweet talk gets you nowhere."
"really? it's done all right for me so far."
"I hate you"
send i hate you and i'll generate a number
"that's too bad, because i love you."