don´t screw it up

"Write what you know, so they say, all I know is I don´t know what to write, or the right way to write it." Pauline Kaufman. 19. Journalism major. Daughter. Fighter. New York City.

[memesandthings]

SEND A NUMBER FOR MY MUSE TO DO THE FOLLOWING:

1 ⊱ my muse makes/buys breakfast for yours.

2 ⊱ my muse drunkenly flirts with yours.

3 ⊱ my muse accidentally spills a drink on yours.

4 ⊱ my muse has to share a taxi with yours.

5 ⊱ my muse tells yours an embarrassing story.

6 ⊱ my muse greets yours after two years apart.

7 ⊱ my muse calls or visits your muse in a panic.

8 ⊱ my muse angrily shouts at yours.

9 ⊱ my muse attempts to get your muse’s attention.

10 ⊱ my muse is crying and is caught by yours.

11 ⊱ my muse accidentally walks in on yours changing.

12 ⊱ my muse doesn’t remember who your muse is.

13 ⊱ my muse asks your muse for a favor.

14 ⊱  my muse wakes up beside yours.

15 ⊱ my muse suddenly feels sick while hanging out with yours.

16 ⊱ my muse accidentally butt-dials your muse.

17 ⊱ my muse dances with yours.

18 ⊱ my muse tries on your muse’s clothing.

19 ⊱ my muse surprises your muse.

20 ⊱ my muse takes care of your inebriated muse.

[historium]

WWI British Postcard Commenting on the Labor Vacuum

[heirxss]

rapscallicns‌:

“Was I?” Philip pretended to look bewildered. “I’ve forgotten already - goodness, past old and straight into decrepit. Ah, to have wasted my life being a drunken fool!” He snatched a flute of champagne off a passing tray, grinning and wiggling his eyebrows. “I’d drink to that. And to the imminent chaos we’re about to cause, of course.”

He downed the whole thing and placed it back on the tray in record time, navigating them quite expertly through the little cluster of old, aristocratic men. Stopping in front of his father, who was standing with Mr. Kaufman and of course, his boss, he rocked up on the balls of his feet and then back on his heel, smiling wickedly. Though he wasn’t drunk - far from it, in fact - he liked always to appear, to his father’s disappointment, a complete good-for-nothing. “Ah - I was just looking for you, my man. Ms. Kaufman here - brilliant young lady, amazing intellect - has a stellar article that I think would be the perfect centerpiece to Monday’s paper,” Philip turned to his partner in crime, mischief dancing in his eyes. “Pauline? Care to enlighten them?”

“Of course,” She replied with a chuckle. Truth be told: He should have probably stopped drinking and gotten his life in order, but who was she to tell him? No one, not at this point in time anyways. Maybe later, should they choose to continue this friendship. 

She chose to not pick up another glass for herself though and instead followed him to where their fathers were standing. She could already tell that her father didn´t approve, because while he often seemed to spend time with Philip´s father he didn´t seem to be appreciating the fact that his daughter was spending time with the other´s son. “It would be a pleasure to publish the piece I have written. Very political, fitting for the current situation. Not only addressing the current people in charge but also looking ahead to next month´s vote. I can show it to you if you´re interested,”

[heirxss]

themusicianofthenightt‌:

Erik stares at the speaker. It’s a general statement, made to the crowd of people – which is foolish in and of itself, God only knows what sort of people might respond. Who would ask a group of random strangers to go to a party? 

This girl, apparently. 

No one appears to be responding, at least, in this immediate area. Perhaps they think it is a joke? Erik finds himself believing that part of it might be. There’s something utterly ridiculous about an open invite for one that just whispers prank. But at the same time, it could simply be that everyone feels as awkward about it as he does. 

Still no one makes a move. Erik runs through his options quickly, thinking for any glaring pros or cons. The only one that really sticks out is the prospect of Darcy finding out about this… scenario, something that she probably would, somehow. (Perhaps it had something to do with her genuine friends?) If it is a prank and he gets mocked, he will never forget it. If it’s real and he does nothing, he will never be allowed to forget it. No matter what happens, Darcy will never let Erik live down a mistake. He doesn’t always appreciate this. 

Perhaps having a more normal acquaintance would be a good idea. 

Erik checks his hood to make sure it is covering his deformity properly. At least with costumes he can keep that part a secret as long as it has to be, which might be never. 

He reaches forward and taps the girl’s shoulder. “I believe I would be interested,” he says, coughing to clear his throat. 

Admittedly Pauline has expected people her age to reply to her invitation, but alas she hadn´t specifically stated as to whom her invitation was extended and if she showed up with an older guy at her father´s party he´d probably be at least a tiny bit annoyed and since that´s what she´s aiming for she can´t really complain.

He looks...mysterious might be the right word for it, she can´t fully see his face and they´ll definitely have to work on the attire, but she feels as if he´d scrub up nicely once given a suit. 

“Well. We´d have to get you a costume. Or at least a suit,” She then tells him. “Pauline Kaufman. You might have heard about my father, then you´ll know this is a rather fancy gathering. So the costume has to be fitting for that. I´m always here to rub him the wrong way, but I do want to do it looking great,” She smiles. 

“Maybe we can even go for some masks. They always have a rather mysterious effect and attract people´s attention.” She extends her hand. “Nice to meet you, if you´re really set on coming along we should best go look for costumes now, what do you think?”

[heirxss]

wednesdayaddamshq‌:

“My closet has black in it, no need to buy more,” Wednesday stated plainly. “Halloween is just a time for children to make fun of the traditions of the dead.”

       Pauline gave the other an up and down look before nodding. “Fine, we can get creative with the black attire,” she then decided. “How about we get some cool masks that go with it?”

[heirxss]

wednesdayaddamshq‌:

heirxss‌:

“I don’t think that I am the correct one for this proposition,” Wednesday pointed out. “I don’t dress up, I wear black.”

         “Well,” Pauline gave the other a look. “We could always go for black costumes. It´s Halloween after all. Most of the costumes are bound to have at least some black in it.”

[heirxss]

thouscndways‌:

“i’d love to go!” anthony replied, already excited. “i haven’t even decided what i wanted to be for halloween this year, so if we coordinate costumes, that would help a lot. did you have any ideas?”

          “Perfect,” She exclaimed with a smile. Whenever Michael wasn´t around Pauline liked to bring someone else along to annoy her father, even if it was just a little. “Well technically it has to be something fancy, but other than that we´re free to pick whatever we desire,”

[heirxss]

~open

             Would anyone be interested in attending my father´s Halloween ball with me? Costumes are a must, obviously, and we´d have to coordinate. The only thing I ask is that you´re not boring and have a sense of entertainment.

[wherewasmyfaultx]

✨

[heirxss]

@ctheist

[acerph]

sentence meme  :  love never dies

❛     mother did you see? was it all alright?     ❜ ❛     i was frightened half to death.     ❜ ❛     i was suddenly aware of a presence in the air.     ❜ ❛     ten long years. not a sign, not a word.     ❜ ❛     i don’t see the problem. this is ancient history.     ❜ ❛     have you ever yearned to go. past the world you think you know?      ❜ ❛     and he’s so beautiful. perhaps too beautiful.     ❜ ❛     things you know you can’t confess. things you thirst for, nonetheless.     ❜ ❛     oh my god i can’t believe it’s you!     ❜ ❛     my sweet old friend. never thought we’d meet, old friend.     ❜ ❛     so it was all an empty lie.     ❜ ❛     if you could know the pain i’ve known. then you would know i had no choice.     ❜ ❛     i was yours one brief night long ago.     ❜ ❛     i stole to you side. tormented by my choice.      ❜ ❛     and blind in the dark, as soul gazed into soul. i looked into your heart and saw you pure and whole.     ❜ ❛     we said things in the dark, we never dared to say.     ❜ ❛     and i loved you, yes, i loved you!     ❜ ❛     i’d have followed anywhere you led.     ❜ ❛     i woke to swear my love, and found you gone instead.     ❜ ❛     how can you talk of now? for us… there is no now.     ❜ ❛     not afraid of me, you say?.     ❜ ❛     shall we two make a bet?      ❜ ❛     look at you, foul as sin. hideous. horrible.     ❜ ❛     you think you’re in control.     ❜ ❛     fate has redesigned us.     ❜ ❛     i won her from you then. i’ll wager even now i’ll win her back again.     ❜ ❛     now we play, for your life.     ❜ ❛     no one could, or ever would, love such a person.     ❜ ❛     i call your bluff.     ❜

[thegoodvybe]

[rainbowsnsunshine]

favourite female character aesthetic: annabeth chase

“she needed a hero, so that’s what she became”

[crimsondaydreams]

🥀❤️

[heirxss]

@ctheist

[heirxss]

ctheist‌:

      HER PRESENCE SEEMS TO KEEP A PERMANENT SMILE UPON LIPS. a rare thing for , the otherwise cynical , young mind. no logical reason in being content with the world. being surrounded by FOOLS has made him contemplate rather – dark thoughts. violence is not something that he is akin to , but somewhere deep hides that anger. but with her – with the beautiful royalty – no thoughts ever seem to cross him. on the contrary , he finds DELIGHT in their exploits. he even brings a new book every time. this time – THE METAMORPHOSIS. german , though translated to english for a shared understanding.

      the small literary rests in his back pocket , awaiting the time in which they would sit there & read it. for now , their escapades hold more importance. MICHAEL is known to be – giving. so , whatever the woman wants , he is more than happy to oblige. eyebrow lifts lightly at her request , grin widening with each word. & what kind of lover would he be to not grant such a SIMPLE request.

      ❛ i don’t think you’d LOVE me without a head. ❜ a slight part of the lips to allow a chuckle to escape. & before long they move to press against her own. the arch of the back TIGHTENS his grip on hand. this is what he lives for. part allows tongue to play with PAULINE’S own. she’s not wrong – he does forget to breathe. if only for a few long seconds. he pulls back , taking deep breaths as his lips press light kisses to her SKIN. occasionally moving back to her lips. ❛ EXCELLENT start. ❜ voice coos , encouraging more.

      Pauline likes the idea of being the person to put a smile on his face. She LIKES his thoughtful side, enjoys listening to him talk about books and politics for hours, but she also loves his smile. There´s something rare about it and she likes being one of the only people who actually gets to SEE it. The genuine smile, that is. 

       At his words she lets out a small chuckle, shaking her head. “No. I doubt that I would. You without a head would be incredibly BORING. You know I like a man with wits.”

        She lets herself get lost in his KISSES then, forgetting all about her father and the boring party downstairs. THIS. This is what makes them worth attending. Knowing that he´s there and that they´d get to spend time together. 

      “I´d say so, yes.” She then agreed with a slight chuckle as she presses her hips upwards and against him. “Let´s make the possible beheading worth it, shall we?”

[heirxss]

rapscallicns‌:

“Wow, thanks - break a poor old man’s heart, why don’t you.” He sniffed dramatically. “Such venom from such an innocent face!” Honestly, the back and forth was the only entertainment to be had at this kind of junction. He was thankful for the change, the little breaks from monotony.

“That - makes for an oddly entertaining picture.” Philip didn’t hold much of a grudge against Pauline’s father - at least, not beyond the general contempt he felt for most men like him. Still, he knew that it would get his own father livid - livid enough that maybe he’ll be banished from dinner at home for two ish weeks (the longest his mother could stand this kind of punishment) and have that time off from having to deal with the increasingly exhausting, silent battles at the dinner table. Philip was already steering the girl towards the pair of old men. “Shall we proceed, then, with our devious plan, Ms. Kaufman?” 

“Hey now. You were the one calling yourself OLD.” Pauline reminded him with a grin. She was liking this sort of conversation much better than the one they´ve had before, honestly. She didn´t like to be treated like a child, it was enough that her father was still treating her like one, she didn´t need anyone else to do the same. Especially not someone who wasn´t far from her age at all.

“You should see it. It´s quite the sight.” Pauline was well aware that her father could be intimidating, it was a trait that had helped getting him where he was in the business world, but she had seen many other sides of him, especially back in the days when her mother had been alive. Pauline willed the memory away and nodded, following towards where their fathers were standing. “I´m ready to put on a show,” She then grinned. “Let´s give them one,”

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alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ =  asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

[brookheimers]