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kncfeme:
the rag did large broad swipes along the counter, theo trying to quickly clean up the front of the store so that he could leave sooner. the chairs were already up and the ice cream cartons tucked away into the back freezer. the lights were off and within five minutes, the man was jumping over the front counter to go running out the front door, shouting to his manager to have a good night. he continued jogging down the street, having to park a few blocks away from the store due to a lack of spots. while jogging he notices a shadowy figure out of the corner of his eye, slowing down and keeping his eyes on the person as he comes to a stop. “ hey, do you need some help? “
she was walking home after her own shift at the gas station when she got a familiar feeling, one that sent a shiver down her back. when people got migraines, they got auras, and when eve felt the presence of others, she got the shivers. she had stopped to rummage through her bag to find something to quell the whispering when she heard a voice through it all. she glanced up, scowling. “there’s nothing here that indicated i did,” she shot, quickly pulling her hand back. she softened a bit. “sorry. i didn’t mean to snap. you startled me.”
killcrsalem:
as soon as the text had come through, salem couldn’t hold back her excitement. truly she had been waiting for this ever since she moved here. it was a sure sign that he was coming back, something she had been writing about in her journal for some time. she looked up from her small notebook, “the way his mind works is insane.”
sometimes when people spoke, she was glad she remained reclusive. this was one of those times. her expression was blank, as she watched the other’s expression. “it was a text message. not rocket science,” she said, blankly. “are you complimenting an anonymous text message?”
svnshincsquad:
“hey listen!” galadriel called out to the other, peering over the back of a nearby bench. “c’mere.” they said, motioning for the other. “i have reason to believe that actual cannibal shia labeouf is here on campus, don’t ask me where i got this information.” they whispered. “just know that you’re in danger.”
maude’s eyes widened in faux surprise, as they leaned into the younger person. their voice was quiet, a heightened whisper, as they replied, “no, you’re telling me he left the woods?” there was a smile, before they looked to galadriel, their voice back to normal volume. “what should i do in case i see him?”
alexadiasxo:
Alexa laughed lightly at the other’s put upon sigh and she had practically drawled the words. “You seem particularly cheery today,” she commented as she stepped inside, letting the door shut behind her with that little jingle that all these stores seemed to have. “Long day?” she asked Eve, brows rising as she approached the other at the counter.
she rolled her eyes, her lips pulling into a small smirk. “what can i say? i’m doing what i love,” she said, the snark apparent in her voice. she nodded and glanced at the clock. “you have no idea. are you looking for anything in particular?”
deathdealcrs:
suppressing a yawn, andres nodded when she looked up to greet him. “yeah, what do you have that’s hot and ready? i’m starving and everything else is closed.” it was already a rough time, exhausted, he had sullenly talked himself into eating gas station food because it was better than the four saltine crackers waiting for him back at the apartment. the only downside to working a double really was the complete lack of time to eat and having to settle for whatever could be quickly warmed up “don’t say pizza though, it was rank last time and i’m not trying to die.”
she always found that question difficult to answer, mostly because everything that was made here she wouldn’t touch with a forty foot pole. it was almost nauseating to be around, and the fact he had even previously subjected himself to it, she gave the customer silent kudos. “uh,” she stumbled, glancing over to the aisle that held the stale coffee, donuts. “the hot dogs. nachos. honestly, you aren’t gonna find anything much better. we have a microwave in the back if you want cup of noodles.” that was something she usually didn’t offer but the guy looked tired.
bladetaunted:
“Yeah, I have lots of time. How many hours do you want?” the older woman joked, though her laughter seemed to fade when it didn’t seem like her dad joke was going to land well to the zoned out girl. “Uh, it’s about one pm… Aren’t you supposed to be in class right now?” Levins was known for 1. Murder and 2. Being a college town. Therefore, Connie assumed anyone who looked under the age of 30 was most likely a university student.
the joke landed flat and eve simply blinked at the other woman. she suppressed the need to scowl at the following question, hating that people automatically assumed that she was a college student because when she replied that she wasn’t, she could see the usual falter in their voice. “no,” she said, simply. “i’m not a student. are you supposed to be in class right now?”
suttonsx:
Yikes. Christopher didn’t really think it would piss someone off this much to have their picture taken. “Im sorry, I’ll delete the pictures, please dont smash my camera that shit was expensive.” Christopher hoped this person was maybe joking and would accept his apology. “Do you like want me to sell my soul or smething?” He attempted a joke.
she wasn’t in the mood. a dull throbbing headache pounded at her temples, and she rolled her eyes at his poor attempt of a joke. “delete them,” she replied, not as a suggestion, but as a firm demand. she didn’t really like people taking pictures of her, hell, it just ended with her seeing an aura around her that wasn’t seen by a naked eye. “what do you think i am? satan? fuck, no, kid, i just don’t appreciate you sticking your camera in my face.”
bladetaunted:
No initial verbal response. Luka just looked at their client as they dumped an armful of Hostess snacks onto the counter before pulling out their wallet. “Eve, you look as beautifully dissociative as always.” they commented, starting to count the singles in their wallet. Someone would probably think Luka was a stripper from all the Washingtons in their purse, but it was really just broke college freshman who were scrapping the bottom of the barrel to pay the dealer for their supply. The familiar stench of pot hit Luka’s nostrils as a smirk appeared, “Damn, you really don’t give a fuck do you. Not even afraid your boss is going to smell it? What are you gunna tell ‘em? You got sprayed by a skunk?”
eve’s expression stayed blank for the most part, though the corner of her mouth twitched up in some semblance of a smile. she watched as they dumped all the singles in front of her, as she scanned the items they had given her. “funny,” she replied, scanning without even looking. “you think he steps a foot in here? i’ve seen him about ten times in the eight years i have been working here.” admitting she worked there for that long, she felt almost embarrassed. but she finished and looked at them. “you want a bag or you bringing all of these sacrifices to little debbie herself?”
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Text || ALL CONTACTS
Unknown: Sticks and stones may break my bones, but my saw will break yours faster, Eve.
Eve: oh burn
Eve: and what about it?
Text || ALL CONTACTS
Unknown: Greetings Levins. Have you missed me?
Unknown: Jamie can't come to the phone right now. She's kind of /buried/ with work at the moment. Let's play a game. First person to guess where she is gets a prize :)
Eve: Whoever this is
Eve: You’re a sick fuck
eve had been working for four hours already, and she had seen her usual people. people who came in looking for scratch tickets, cigarettes, the cheap ass bottles of wine. they knew who she was and usually didn’t bother her. today, however, she must’ve woken up on the wrong side of the bed. every little thing irritated her, how some guy scratched himself while talking to her, the dingy fluorescent light flickering in aisle 2, she just tried to get through it by smoking a bowl and watching shitty soaps on the small tv behind the counter. but, every so often, she’d have to do her job. like right now. she looked at the person who entered and sighed. “how can i help you?”
suttonsx:
“Give me a smile” click “ooh now give me a pouty face, work it, work it!” Christopher cheered as he quickly took pictures of the person in front of him. It was a warm September day, Christopher felt his t-shirt stick to his back, wishing it were already winter.. He lowered his camera and grinned. He looked at the results of his pictures and showed them “You’re really photogenic you know that?” Christopher praised after putting the lens cap back on his camera. Chris tended to take pictures of everything and he often didn’t really think to ask before taking pictures of people.
the expression on eve’s face read less than amused, especially having some stranger sticking his dumb camera in her face. she scowled at him, and leaned against the counter. “take another one and i’ll smash that thing to ground,” she deadpanned, quirking an eyebrow. “don’t you know it’s fucked to take pictures of people without their permission?”
bladetaunted:
“You look lost.” Connie commented to the person wandering. Sure she didn’t grow up in Levins like many of the other townies, but she learned her way around quickly. At this point, she could draw you a map of anywhere on the back of a diner napkin (tree doodles included). “Are you looking for something in particular?”
eve must have seemed out of it, her eyes probably glossed over. life was particularly loud today, so she had popped a bar of xanax about a half an hour ago, and the effects must’ve been kicking in now. hearing the woman’s voice, she blinked, lazily, and glanced at her. “uh? no,” she replied, quickly, balling the sleeves of her shirt into her hands. “sorry. just zoned out or something. do you happen to have the time?”
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