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@filthyrichace
Aceâs Final Chapter
Ace knew this was the right decision, deep deep down, even if heâd begged his parents to change their minds. According to Edwin Mercier, Alexander had lost his way and was beginning to put the family reputation at risk, not that Ace entirely cared what his father thought about him anymore. This was when the decision arose that Ace should be sent away to get extra counselling away from Evanston where he couldnât cause any more trouble for the Mercier name. Of course, all the Mercierâs would deny that Ace had gone away to receive âhelpâ and instead created the story that he was away on an early internship in NYC, but Ace had already told everyone important to him the truth.
There was something different about this situation, it was like Ace had been given a second chance. Maybe getting away from Evanston would be good for him, would give him a new outlook on life. Ace felt as though there were very few things which tied him to this town now, but he knew Raf and Gasp would understand why he had to leave. He think theyâd known heâd have to leave for a while now, Raf definitely had, heâd always been under the impression that getting away from Edwin would be better for Ace than anything else. Maybe one day Ace would agree.
Picking up his suitcase, Ace glanced around his room, he didnât know when heâd be back and he was almost glad for that. There were so many memories the room held, good and bad, it was almost strange that he would be leaving them behind. It only took him a second to dwell on that thought before he was out the door and down the stairs; he didnât want to change his mind on this, he didnât want to run back to Raf and sleep on his sofa for the rest of the year, he wanted to change.
So this was it for Ace, maybe one day heâd be back to Evanston, but for now this was the end.
rafael-fucking-valdez:
gasparddawson:
Letting out a small laugh, he nodded slowly. âY-yeah.. I know. I just⌠I dont exactly have a lot of f-friends and I didnt want you to think i was a nutcase. I w-worried you guys you would stop hanging out with me.â It was hard to explain and sounded stupid when he said it. Nodding though, he gave a quick smile. âReally? I justâŚ. I j-just worried people would u-use it against me if they knew. The b-bullying only makes it worse⌠possibly is the r-r-reason I even do it in the first place, you know.âÂ
@rafael-fucking-valdez¡
Raf sat up, hands hanging from his bent kneecaps, âMan, why does number of friends count? Seriously, everyone is always talkinâ about that shit. I have about six people in my life that I actually enjoy talking to, and even then- look at us, we gotta get high as fuck to enjoy it.â He laughed, clearly baked. It was true though, Raf didnât like the whole âmust have friends in order to be someoneâ concept. âDonât let âem. If they say shit you make sure they know what the outcome is. Donât let anyone fuck with you, dude.â Raf never had that problem so of course he thought this topic was simple.Â
[ @filthyrichace¡ ]
âFuck the bullies, let me know who they are and Iâll sort it out,â Ace muttered. âGasp, you shouldnât worry about what other people think. I know itâs easier said than done but just give a try of not giving a fuck. People say a lot worse things about me, the only person who should matter is you. Donât let anyone tell you otherwise,â he shrugged, stretching his arms as he spoke. Ace had once cared entirely about his image and heâd come to learn people are going to make their own judgements either way.Â
{ @gasparddawson¡ }
gasparddawson:
Nodding at the bottle, Gaspard forced a quick smile before cooing down at his little sister as she began to make a few noises. âI d-d-dont. Shes my sister.â He replied after a moment, smiling softly as she shifted to reach out for Ace. âWell th-thanks. Ive j-just not been sleeping well. Its f-f-fine.â He added taking a small step closer to the other boy as Isolde grabbed the others shirt.Â
âOh shit, totally thought youâd had a child dumped on you for a second,â Ace laughed. âNot sleeping well? Shit dude, well if you ever need a place to stay to get away from the kid let me know.â Ace looked down at the baby who had grabbed his shirt and grinned. âShe likes me apparently.âÂ
text âď¸ alexander
autumn: ugh, i swear i don't know what that huge office is for if he insists on having all of his business meetings at our kitchen table. i came downstairs one morning in only my robe just to have four fifty somethings gawking at me from behind their laptops.
autumn: and they ate all of the eggs benedict and grapefruit
autumn: what can a girl do in an hour, alexander? i need an extra thirty minutes at least.
ace: yeah tell me about it
ace: how disgusting, i don't understand why he can't just do all his business meetings somewhere else.
ace: fine, but only bc i'm probs gonna be late anyways
text âď¸ alexander
autumn: what kinds of questions? tell them to mind their business.
autumn: but way ahead of you. i'm in the mood for an unagi roll.
ace: can't be assed for the disagreement, i'd rather just avoid it
ace: that sounds good to me
ace: i'll be home in like an hour, be ready
thedonovanmcgovern:
Donovan had to physically restrain herself from jumping the railing and just shaking him. âNo oneâs saying you canât do that, you fucking imbecile. But running around here acting like youâre untouchable, that youâre above being sorry and pretending what you did didnât happen? People see you as a monster because you choose to act like one, not because you are one. You canât blame people for not forgiving you when youâve done nothing to prove youâre worthy of being forgiven. You canât just be sorry and then take it back when you realize saying Iâm sorry isnât the end all, be all of people hating you.â
âHmm,â Ace couldnât help but smile as the girl went off on one huge rant. Heâd always had a problem with admitting he was in the wrong, this wasnât an exception. There was a part deep deep down inside him which wished he was more remorseful, but heâd always been told by his Dad that to admit you are wrong, is to admit you are inferior and that is worse than being guilty. âAre you going to go upstairs or are you planning on lingering for a while?â
thedonovanmcgovern:
âThe thing about feeling sorry is that you donât fucking try to do it. You just feel it, even if nobody forgives you because what you did was fucking awful.â
âExactly, whatâs the point? I canât be assed to run around begging for everyoneâs forgiveness, Iâd rather just sit her eating my chips, drinking beer.âÂ
thedonovanmcgovern:
Donovan shook her head. âYou can leave Evanston behind, but youâll always be stuck with the things that you did in it. Thereâs no escaping your demons, Ace.â She made it halfway up the stairs before she was over being borderline civil. âAlso, I might be stuck here, but at least Iâm not a rapist. Not exactly something you can say, huh?â Glancing down at the chips in her hand, she suddenly decided to toss them to him. âKeep them. Iâve suddenly lost my appetite.â
âI tried feeling sorry about what I did and guess what it didnât make anything better. So Iâm over it, I donât care anymore. Itâs easier for me,â he nodded. âWhatever kid.â Ace sat back in his chair, catching the chips with a smirk.Â
frenchboyinevanston:
Elijah practically held his breath as the two guys peered down the alley but he didnât say anything until the other came back from hiding, and he looked up at him hesitantly. âWhat did you do?â
âNothing illegal, they just donât like me,â Ace nodded, quickly changing the subject. âYou're not from around here, right? Are you on holiday or something?â
text âď¸ alexander
autumn: no comment
autumn: u know i'm right
ace: no comment
ace: do you wanna eat out tonight? think dad's got his stupid ass friends over and i can't deal with their questions.
thedonovanmcgovern:
âRaf was there like a reliable human being. He probably filmed it.â She popped her own chip in her mouth. She didnât need his approval or reassurance, nor did she need him to have the facts straight, but while she was dropping truth bombs: âI donât hate you, Ace.â It was said with such sincerity that it couldnât be anything but true. Itâs when she tilted her head and narrowed her eyes at him that should have alerted him to the fact that there was more to her statement. âI almost feel bad for you, and that is justâŚso much worse.â
âIâll ask him for the tape later,â Ace stated, in a bored tone. âI donât feel bad for me, Iâm over that now. Iâm rich, Iâm hot, I can do whatever the fuck I want- Iâm living the life. I can move wherever I want to get away from my problems, unfortunately for you, youâre stuck here for life. Youâve got nothing going for you, youâre just gonna live a sad little existence. Have fun with that kid.âÂ
jamieheader:
Jamie seemed sympathetic, concerned, thoughts darkened by worry, when he was about to speak next. âWho hurt you so much that all the spontaneous functions of your brain got erased overnight? How bad can it be?â
âIâm still spontaneous just not with you Jamie,â Ace stated, with a shake of his head. âI canât get into anymore trouble, Iâll get thrown back inside. Although for some reason that seems more appealing than High School right now.âÂ
text âď¸ alexander
autumn: mom and dad should've given you up for adoption when they had the chance
autumn: listen to yourself defending them. i know you lost your popularity, didn't think you lost your edge too..
autumn: whatevs, it's not like you won't be driving me around in it anyway
ace: aw but you'd miss me too much
ace: whatever
wildchildmia:
âAnd why do you deserve that? Why should I, and everyone else, ignore what you did? I canât pretend that you arenât âcreepy Aceâ  as you put it because thatâs who you areâ Mia crossed her arms and stared at him coldly. âI donât want you to help me. Iâm fine.â
âFine,â Ace nodded. âWhatever, Iâll leave you be Mia.â
text âď¸ alexander
autumn: literally if you let that streetrat anywhere near my lufas..
autumn: that doesn't change the fact that they're beneath you. and please, jenna adores me.
autumn: for going to jail???
ace: i thought you wouldn't mind
ace: you don't even know them, you just know their reputation
ace: for being awesome
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