learn me right

Though I may speak some tongue of old Or even spit out some holy word I have no strength with which to speak When you sit me down and see I’m weak We will run and scream You will dance with me We’ll fulfill our dreams and we’ll be free

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𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕟

 The bell went off yet again, and Tate let the comically sized hammer rest on the ground. He had been at the strength test for a while now, winning random people prizes. It was the least he could do, seeing as he was bored and rich and knew he could get it every time.

 “Hey, you! Which one do you want?”

The redhead rolled her eyes and groaned as the bell went off; she’s been standing behind the man for some time now, wanting to try out the ɢᴀᴍᴇ herself. Which turned out to be quite ᴅɪꜰꜰɪᴄᴜʟᴛ , when there’s a blond dude basically ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘʏɪɴɢ it. Merida uncrossed her arms and held her hand out, as Tate turned to her. 

» The hammer. «

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𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕟 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣

 This carnival was…well, it was something. Loud and bright and weirdly pretty, and Madden hadn’t even took anything. He was just walking around with a bag of candy floss (or, well…it was cotton candy here). His usual dazed look was on his face, and a smile tugged the side of his mouth. Carnivals were his kind of place. Oh! Tea cups!

 “I should find someone to go on those with me…”

Though not being fond of carnivals, Merida considered herself a ᴛᴏᴜɢʜ gal when it comes to rides. Tunnels of horror? No biggie.  Huge roller coasters? Kid’s stuff.  But rides, that spin around in a circle ? ( Nope. )

The redhead wasn’t surprised as she saw Madden, who she priorly met as he was sitting on top of a wall, since Merida came to realize that the carnival was ᴘᴏᴘᴜʟᴀʀ among the Astranauts. 

» ‘Sup, Humpty Dumpty.«

She approached Madden, a lazy smile on her face and she gazed over to the Tea cups. ( Didn’t she once puked while riding them ? ) Her face scrunched up while thinking back to the moment. » Och, I ʜᴀᴛᴇ those things. Who the fuck thought :“ Ye know what, imma create a ride. It’ll be several spinnin’ tea cups. I’m such a bloody genius ”. How can this person sleep at nite, knowin’ children are ʙᴀʀꜰɪɴ ’ while tryin’ to have fun. «

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𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕝 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕠𝕟

was it a bad idea to come to the spring carnival alone? maybe. ariel was never really the type to think things through — or plan anything, really. fiddling with the identification card hanging from her neck, she looked around to try and find someone she at least knew. there had to be someone; at least one or two that she could hang around. in her experience, it was always awkward to start off events by yourself. and then — there. they looked familiar. rushing over to them, she tapped their shoulder and grinned, giving a little wave. hey! having fun?

If it wasn’t for the ꜰᴏᴏᴅ and the little bit of bad ʙᴏᴏᴢᴇ , Merida probably wouldn’t even bother to go to the carnival. And she had to admit, the hot dogs were pretty damn good. Just as she took a big bite, she felt a tap on her shoulder and she turned around, raising her eyebrows at the girl with hair as red as Merida’s. ( The girl’s lips moved, but nothing came out.)

» Wait ━ Did ye ━«, 

Merida didn’t bother to ꜱᴡᴀʟʟᴏᴡ or even properly chew her food before she spoke and a chunk of meat and bread tumbled out of her mouth. The redhead tried to catch it with her free hand, but no avail; it ᴜɴᴄᴇʀᴇᴍᴏɴɪᴏᴜꜱʟʏ fell to the ground. » Och, shite. « She swore, now chewing the food and looking back at the girl. 

» Did ye said somethin’? « 

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𝕎𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕪 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘

Wendy had been looking forward to attending the carnival! She had been over the moon excited since the day that she heard about it. There weren’t many carnivals back in London, but she knew that this was going to be an event that she was never going to forget. She arrived to carnival a few hours later than everyone else. As much as she would’ve liked to be one of the first, it was just as fun to be one of the last. The moment that she walked into the carnival, she was greeted with various colors of light and many wonderful smells of food. A grin formed on her face the second that she saw everything, and she knew that she had to do everything that this carnival had to offer. As Wendy walked around, she noticed a cute photobooth area, and she knew that she needed to document this event by taking some obligatory pictures. 

After 20 minutes of taking pictures with every kind of pose she could think of, she decided that it was finally time to go on a ride. It was getting late and the sun had started to set, which was Wendy’s favorite time of the day. She walked over to one of the rollercoasters with a churro in hand, and decided to wait in line. She felt a small tap on her shoulder, and she quickly turned around. “Oh my goodness, don’t scare me like that again!” Wendy said as she chuckled to herself, “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

In all honesty, Merida wasn’t exactly ꜰᴀᴢᴇᴅ about this whole carnival schtick. She was still coping with the fact that she wasn’t freezing any of her body parts off, and now she was supposed to ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛᴇ the blooming of some flowers and the foretaste of the brutal American ʜᴇᴀᴛ ?No thank you.   But somehow the ginger still found her way to the carnival ground, trying to convince herself that she wasn’t in ᴀᴡᴇ as she stared at the Ferris wheel and a wave of nostalgia hit Merida hard as she heard the typical carnival ᴛᴏᴏᴛʟɪɴɢ . It reminded her of her childhood, when everything wasn’t as shitty as it was now. She kind of missed the ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ that everything used to have when Merida was a child. 

While lazily strolling around the ground, she couldn’t deny the little ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴛɪᴛᴇ she had, yet not sure what might satisfy it. But as she saw a woman with a churro in her hand, Merida was absolutely certain, that she wanted one too. ( But where could she get one? ) Without thinking too much, the redhead tapped the woman on the shoulder, her lips parted to straight out ask her about the churro and it surprised her, as the dark haired woman claimed to ᴋɴᴏᴡ Merida. ( Was she mixing the ginger up with someone else? ) Probably.

» Uh, do- do I know ye ? «

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𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕟 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣

 Oh, good. She was still here. “Huh. Well…” He tilted his head back, toward the sun, closing his eyes and thinking. “You might have to go off the compound then, but good luck.” Upon hearing a compass rose mentioned, he smirked, and took the piece of paper back. “Look, I will admit that cartography is not my forte. If you want, I can help you look. Might have something stronger back at mine, if it comes to that.”

» Och, shite. Whatever, imma look in the city later. Thank ye anyway. « Just before she was about to move along her own way, Madden’s words certainly caught her attention. Her eyebrows raised and an interested gleam sparked in her blue eyes. » What ?« She stretched the word in a rather playful way and she crossed her arms.(  If the man was talking about, what she was thinking he was talking about, the time at Astra could be better than anticipated ). » What kind of stronger are we talkin’ ‘bout ? «

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𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝

Slowly, Banner raises his eyes from the book he has nestled in his lap. He blinks several times as if coming out of daze but still has a hard time focusing on the flurry of curly red hair and thick Irish accent in front of him. “I haven’t heard anything about an infirmary,” He admits, an awkward and apologetic smile spreading across his lips. “I mean, I’m sure they have one somewhere but I’ve never seen one. I think I saw someone using a first aid kit the other day but I ─” He snaps his mouth shut the moment she raises her arm and he sees the blood oozing from her fresh wound. Banner flinches and closes his book, then clumsily climbs to his feet. “We’ll find it, or at least find someone who can point you in the right direction.” He hesitates when it comes to time to decide which direction to go in but eventually decides to go down the corridor to the left. “How did that happen anyway?” He asks, unable to curb his curiosity. 

Merida’s shoulders drooped slightly as the man told her, that he also had no idea of the whereabouts of the infirmary. Though the pain in the ginger’s hand was by far not the worst she has ever experienced, it just freaked her out, that trying to move it gradually got more difficult. Maybe a nerve was jammed. 

Her eyes widened for just a second and she took a step backwards, not expecting Banner’s movement. Yet she sighed in relief, also smiling slightly, glad that she found somebody willing to help her out. » Awrite, lead the way, pal. «

Her curls bounced happily while she paced next to Banner and as he questioned her, she knew that she couldn’t tell him the truth. That was simply too embarrassing. » I got in a fight. « Merida stated dryly. It was a lie, a very bad one even. » Beat up some goons in the city, nuthin’ major. «

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so sorry for being kinda inactive lately, but the electricity in my room is problematic at the moment and during the last days my power just went off while i was working on replies and the ones i was woking on got deleted. that kinda bummed me out but an electrician takes care of the problem tomorrow, so then i’ll finally get to work on my replies without rushing through them in fear that my computer shuts down again !! 

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           “ Occupation: The family disappointment “

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I’ll swallow my blood before I swallow my pride.

Al Capone (via provst)

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With a little note that says his last words were… "My mother was terrible. You did this to me.“

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[emmagreenwell]

[betterthankanyebitch]

[auideas]

I’m made up of black coffee, untamed hair, and poorly supressed anger.

The Never Book (via auideas)

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 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕣𝕖

Belle was fully aware she was being accosted, thank you very much. Sadly, she was used to that- she’d had to deal with Gaston (intoxicated or not) approaching her like that so many times, she’d chosen to ignore all forms of unwanted greeting. Oi was one of them. But she mistakenly turned her head slightly to the voice, and a tidal wave of red hair entered her vision, sparking her interest. The redhead held up her hand rather insistantly, but she was still being rude, so Belle remained hesitant, and raised an eyebrow. “Well, no, I’ve not seen one..” Who was she kidding? This girl needed help and Belle was more than willing and able to provide it. She dropped the book into her bag and got up. “Let’s go. I’ll ask the information lady.” 

A small smile spread on Merida’s face, as the brunette offered her help. The people here were so ʜᴇʟᴘꜰᴜʟ , it was kinda nice. Definitely a change from the brash and blunt people she encountered in Edinburgh, who just scoffed at her or flipped her off. Of course, Merida never took this shit and ꜰᴏᴜɢʜᴛ back and it always caused her trouble, even though she was just seeking out for help. » That’s ʙᴇʟᴛᴇʀ , thank ye. I - I’ll wait right here while ye go and ask. Dinnae think the boot at the information desk will be of any help while I’m there. Kinda fucked up my first impression, I think.«