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you can only save 2 people off this island who will it be?
❝ if i had to pick i guess @finlayxstuartx and @blairstucrt. BLOOD is thicker than water after all. ❞
fmk: Eleanor, Kieran, Finlay?
- ̗̀ ❛ HONEST FRIDAY.
❛Marry Eleanor, Kill Kieran and Kill Finlay. Because that’s how things work. fuck kieran, marry eleanor, and ki(ss) finlay. ❜ ( @kceran @elcancrs @finlayxstuartx )
egyptixngoddess:
“Well, then you can consider this your lucky day. You’ve learned that you have met someone who is completely innocent,” Cleo teased, flipping her hair behind her shoulder with attitude and pride. But then she let out a laugh, because she was truly anything but innocent, and she was sure he knew that. “The most dangerous thing I’ve ever done? Hm. Well, back home, I’ve done quite a few thrill-seeking things. Cliff jumping. But if you stand on the very edge without your harness with your toes just over the edge, enough to keep your balance.”
“whatever, you say, cleo,”finlay teased back, nudging the girl’s arm with his own. he had a sneaking suspicion that the girl was anything but innocent. non the less he found her innocent facade to be charming, and entertaining. “don’t judge, but i’ve honestly never been cliff jumping.” partially because he was mortified of heights. “maybe once we get off this blasted island we can do something truly daring.” he wasn’t quite sure what they could do it, but he was down for almost anything as long as it didn’t involve animals, or heights. “I’m sure our parents would love if we defied them by rebelling.”
hzcel:
❛I fucking swear.❜ she spits before her fist punches his shoulder. She’s not risking her job, not for him. ❛they do know you’re kind of stupid just like Kieran. I can’t believe Eleanor can stand you both.
“ouch” finlay softly mumbled. he couldn’t deny the fact he was grateful that her fist met his arm, and not his face. “oy! Kieran and I are both fucking brilliant.. Len has great taste in siblings, what can we say?”
przarahval:
Zarahs last few years had been full of random boys and girls in and out of bedroom , booze every other night . Since her and fin we’re forced apart and basically told to never see each other again . At the moment she was in the main halls walking around with a few friends when she heard somthibg being bumped and falling , Turing to see where the noises was coming from there he was… the man she avoided for so long was standing there with a broken vase in front of him , frozen she tried to look away but couldn’t move her Body to move .
Finlay wasn’t quite sure if he should clean up the vase, or if he should just run like hell to avoid an awkward encounter he didn’t want to be apart of. “i always knew how to make an entrance,” he mumbled under his breath as his eyes traveled from the girl back down to the vase. part of him wanted her to go, and for them both to forget this encounter ever happened. the other part of him longed for her to stay, he longed to be in her presences again. “i should go find a broom.” another statement he didn’t need to make, but right now it was easier to think out loud about mindless things, instead of the matters at hand.
royalslina;
lina let her shoulders shrug, more into the wall than into the air. ❝ is it really the stories of the past or just the mere fact that no one lived here before us? i’d love if it was from the people beforehand. they just could never get to this corner because their lives were filled with so much more. but i fear, it’s just because no one was here before. ❞ she looked over to the side at the boy, eyebrows knit together. ❝ it does not bother that much. but isn’t a feather duster a little out dated? ❞
“I firmly believe someone lived here before we did,” Finlay ran a hand through his dark hair as he thought about it. “i like to think it was a playboy prince who threw wild parties here,” the only reason he had that theory was because he knew that’s what he would do if the circumstances were different, and he was on the island for purely pleasure. “i’m not sure. i know almost nothing about cleaning products outside of what i’ve seen in movies.”
egyptixngoddess:
“I can’t exactly vouch for my siblings or my parents. Who knows, maybe we’re just a badass family. Or maybe we are really that innocent,” she said, batting her eyelashes. “I know for a fact that I am the innocent one. I always was.” And that was really kind of the opposite. While she was the innocent one in her father’s eyes always, she was really sneaky and she was good at getting herself into some trouble. But she was just as good at getting out if it too.
“Hmm. For some reason I don’t believe you’re completely innocent.” finlay replied, a smirk pressed firmly on his face. “i’m not sure if i’ve ever met someone who is completely innocent,” he paused, looking back on his life. “i take that back i dated a girl in college for like two weeks, who was fairly innocent,” a meaningless relationship that has slipped his mind more than once. “be honest cleo, what’s the most dangerous thing you’ve ever done?
The past two years had been a a strange mixture of booze, and emotional scars he had so carefully hid. He couldn’t deny the fact he had loved Zarah, everyone who had spent time around him during that time in his life new that, they were like a modern day fairy tale, until their romance was torn apart. He had carefully avoided her for the past few weeks, and now here he was in the same room with him. He quickly turned around bumping into a table, and knocking off a vase. “Fucking shit” he mumbled hoping he was still unnoticed to the girl.
@przarahval
❝ FINNY. ❞ a voice sings out as kieran swings open the door to his brother’s living chambers. ❝ rise and shine, sweetcheeks. we’ve got places to go, people to see. ❞ knowing damn well they don’t have anything to do, he saunters over to his brother’s bed, pulling the duvet off.
( @finlayxstuartx )
Finley out a groan as he heard his brothers voice. “it’s too fucking early for this, Kieran.” he mumbled, his brother knowing all too well he was not a morning person. “who could we possible have to see this early in the morning?” the older male wasn’t even sure if it was still morning, or not. “and what could we possible do that’s more fun than sleeping?”
egyptixngoddess:
“I can’t imagine Betty White having any weakness besides old age. And that doesn’t even seem to stop her.” Cleo let out another laugh at the simple thought of there even being a royal family reality show, or island reality show. That would’ve been one way of amusing people. “It’s probably the Valois family that’s filled with snakes. Or maybe the Windsors. Or are you hiding the secret that the Stuarts are actually the snakes?” The princess continued teasing the Scottish prince.
“Betty White is superhuman. She’s like a immortal or something, and I just want to know all of her secrets.” Finlay stroked his chin as he thought about betty white’s immortality. “the Valois family isn’t that bad,” he softly commented, his ex-girlfriend, and one of the few people he had ever let past the party boy facade was a Valois. “The Stuarts are far too busy having wasted, and having fun to be sneaky,” or perhaps he was talking about himself. “are you saying your family is truly innocent?”
“I hate the sand,” the Scottish prince mumbled, as his shades covered his eyes, and his head throbbed from the hangover from hell. “it gets in between my toes, and honestly it’s overrated. I mean one time i got sand in my nose, and it was so uncomfortable,” he rambled before looking over at the Swedish princess. “how’s life Super Gem?”
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elcancrs:
“ it’s mythical, but it’s scottish. kim kardashian has armenian roots. so that hardly adds up, ” she countered, a skeptical expression gracing her face. her lips stayed pursed for a few more seconds, before she began speaking again, a more amused expression splashed across her features as she did so, “ i’m totally fine with you being the kim. as long as we can both agree that i’m the kourtney of this family. which basically means i’m the smarter, prettier, and funnier one. — we all have our talents. ” she bumped her shoulder against his as her sentence ended, her head moving down to meet his shoulder shortly after. “ do you ever think about how things’ll be once we get back? ” she asked, her voice softer, and quieter. around each other, both siblings were the type to keep their fears tucked away, erasing them little by little through the consumption of dangerous amounts of alcohol. the more it stung, the better it was. “ i can’t even imagine what things’ll look like. let alone how our parents are going to handle everything. — i mean, i can’t even imagine how things are right now, ”she continued, the volume of her voice still low. she moved her head back up at the mention of drinks, and perked up suddenly, a reaction she knew was a very obvious sign of just how poorly things were going for her. nonetheless, a smile appeared across her face, and there was a playful and almost mischiveous glint in her eyes. “ fin, say we do drink in someone else’s room — whose room is it you had in mind? hm? whose life and furniture are we planning to wreck tonight? ”
“really? i didn’t know the myth of the unicorn originated in Scotland. they didn’t teach me about that in boarding school.” finley furrowed his brow as he pondered it. “hey, i’m pretty. you might be smarter, and funnier, but i’m by far prettier.” he teased as he rested forehead on the top of her head for a split second. “i think hazel is the scott of this family. i mean she’s technically not family, but she’s around enough to count as family.” the smile on his face faded as he listened to his sister’s question. “sometimes,” and it scared him to think about the future, it scared him to think about what the outside world was like now. “and when we get back to Scotland, mom and dad will be there to greet us, and to critic our life choices. i’ll go back to school, and i’ll finish my masters degree, and you’ll change the world Len.” he didn’t doubt his sister would change the world to, she had the polish, and the wit to turn the world upside down. “our parents are handling things as they always do, logically, and well thought out. I’m sure they’re sitting in their room right now having a conversation about the weather, and how i’m their favorite child,” his mouth turned into a smirk. he couldn’t think about the idea of his parents being anything but fine, sure they were annoying at times, and overbearing, but they were still the only parents he had ever known. “well, if we drink in kieran’s room he’ll eventually join us, then it’s a matter of if we want little brother joining us or not,” fin couldn’t deny the fact that kieran, and eleanor are his favorites of his siblings. “i haven’t talked to blair bear since we got here, so if we drank in her room it could be a possible family reunion.” he paused again. “or we could drink in hazel’s room just to annoy the shit out of her.” he knew he was walking on thin ice with the stylist already, but he didn’t want to miss the opportunity. “unless you have another idea?”
hzcel:
❛Ai meu Deus!!❜ she said as her fingers wrapped around the royal’s shirt. Clearly a warning, she wasn’t stupid she knew he was doing all this to annoy her and definitely it worked. ❛call me hazel grace one more time I dare you.❜ she groans, tired of hearing his voice. ❛you’ll get home with a purple eye and if mommy and daddy ask why I’ll force you to say you fell down the stairsaccidentally.❜
Fin’s eyes widened as he watched the brunette grab his shirt. he began mentally praying to Saint Andrew for protection against Hazel, who honestly scared him. “hazel grace,” he never could turn down a dare, even if it had been a challenge more than an actual dare. “they know i happen to be amazing at walking down stairs, i doubt they’ll believe that.”
hzcel:
❛My point exactly. Literature like romeo and juliet, 1984, animal farm, the catcher in the rye, how to kill a mockingbird, lord of the flies, etc. Classics.❜ Hazel doesn’t know much longer can she take before walking away but she’s known for being patient. ❛Oh and it took you long enough to figure that out Fin?❜
“I saw the romeo & juliet movie that Zac Efron’s dad was in. 1984 was a trash year for music, why would i watch a movie about it? i’m allergic to rye bread, why would i read a book about it? killing a mocking bird seems like a horrid thing to do. isn’t lord of the flies about the hit american tv show survivor?” honestly, finley had cliffnoted every single one of the books while he was still in school, but annoying Hazel was far more fun than letting her know that. “hazel grace, be my friend, please?”
ofatlcs:
❝ tequila. are you just gonna sit there or do you want to join me? ❞ a slight grin ghosting his lips.
“Joining.” the dark haired prince said as he sat down across from the other male. “pass the bottle.”