Subtlety Isn't My Strong Suit

Jordyn Wilson | 17 | Part Time Demon, Full Time Queen | Student at Paragons

[jordyn-wilson]

warrencarnage:

The stress of an upcoming semester was getting to Warren, making him tense and uncomfortable no matter what he did. Carnage did not deal well with stress either, the symbiote feeling its host discomfort like a rock in one’s shoe, wrong and annoying. Frustrated, Warren convinced himself that going to a training room would help the both of them let off some steam. Unfortunately it seemed to be doing the opposite. He’d destroyed the personal training room he’d taken, mangled punching bags littering the floors along with destroyed training bots.  A dark red, blob-like mass covered most of his back and shoulders, tentacle like protrusions shifting around anxiously. A sound near the door caused him to react without thinking, a dark red spike shooting out from his arm and digging itself into the wall, only to disintegrate seconds later, leaving a dent in the metal walls as Warren stood there, breathing heavily. “You should leave.”

Jordyn wasn’t in a huge rush to get back to school in fact she was more than ready to just not go back at all. Jaeden wasn’t around so the girl decided to go off on her own and what a better way to kill time than to make a hellfire. When she got to the training room and saw all the destroyed items around the room she froze kind of taken aback. She didn’t like being told what to do, she knew that much and when the older boy spoke, she prickled and stood her ground, “And if I don’t? You don’t own the training room.”

[fuck-lady-luck-blog]

Stian had been prepping weapons for the lessons he was offering. He then noted a few he had missed, teleporting back to retrieve a few swords.  After a moment or two, the Asgardian felt his stomach begin to growl. Without much of a thought, he telported again, but paled for a moment as he realized his mistake

“Oh, wow…..This is not the cafeteria….”

[jordyn-wilson]

Jordyn glanced up from her book before looking back down, “Unless you can eat paper then nope,” She popped the P, “Close though only off by like what, four doors? Not too shabby.”

[sscoutt-blog1]

alrighty y’all i’m signing off for the night, look forward to plotting in the morning :)

[theinnerworkingsofnicksmind]

She was not soft. She smelled like cigarettes, leather, and ground black coffee. And when you inhaled, she burned your lungs the way that made you want to do it again. She was danger, and you wanted her.

[smollmikey]

Friends or more? Sentence Starters

aka “sometimes i feel like i wanna make out with you is that a friend thing to do?” type of things

(send a name and a sentence)

“You’ve been pouting ever since I went out on that date, what’s up?”

“We always share blankets on the couch, I’m sure sharing the bed for the night is fine too.”

“Your lips are getting really close to mine.”

“I’m not jealous, but, like, come on, movie night is just for me and you only.”

“I dare you to kiss me.”

“No, go on the Ferris Wheel with me, not them.”

“You can share my jacket with me, since you’re shivering.”

“Why is your hand on my ass?”

“Cuddle with me.”

“I just kissed your forehead, chill.”

“Shit, how’d you make me blush like this?”

“Are you trying to turn me on?”

“Let’s hang out, but I’ll pay for everything, and we can go to this fancy restaurant– No, not a date.”

“Okay, I guess this is a date, actually.”

“Stop with the tongue thing, it’s strangely attractive.”

“I keep telling them we’re not dating, but they keep telling me friends don’t normally make out when drunk.”

“I don’t want to be friends with benefits, but I do want something more, I just can’t figure out what.”

“When did you get so beautiful?”

“If you’re going to dress like that, I’m not going to let you out of my sight.”

“Their pick-up line wasn’t as good as any of mine, I’m just saying.”

“No, I don’t know how I got a boner, It just kind of happened! It’s because of how you were eating that ice cream, I bet!”

“I’m holding your hand because the movie is scary, alright?  It’s a… Terrifying… Rom-com… ….. .”

“Why’d you let go of me?”

“I accidentally called you my girlfriend/boyfriend today.”

“I kissed you because we were drunk.”

“I kissed you because I didn’t know what else to do.”

“Could you not talk to him/her, please?  I think they’re trying to date you.”

“I wish we could stay like this forever…”

“I had this dream where we were dating.”

“I had this dream where you kissed me, and I kind of want to try it now.”

“Why do you always call me when I’m on a date?”

“No, I can’t hang out, I’m on a date and you know that.” 

“Okay, maybe I am a bit jealous.”

“Just remember, he/she’s not the one who taught you how to kiss.”

“It’s weird how we’ve been friends for so long, but never went through that ‘crushing’ phase.”

“Maybe I want to kiss you because it’s cold and about to be cuddle season.”

“I say this a lot, but, look, they’re not good enough for you.”

“You’re always wrapping your arms around me in lines.”

“I was listening to that love song, and you came to mind.  Weird, right?”

“You know this voucher only works for couples, right?”

“Are you implying that you want to kiss me?”

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You’re blushing so hard, all I did was say “I love you” in French.”

“I could get used to waking up next to you, actually.”

“Right… Well… I’m not sure how we ended up kissing like that…”

“I’m personally offended that you didn’t get me to be your fake date.”

“We would make a pretty good couple.”

“The date didn’t go well.  Yeah, she/he didn’t like how I kept mentioning all of our adventures.”

“How come I always end up calling you when I can’t fall asleep?”

“Sometimes i feel like i wanna make out with you is that a friend thing to do?”

[jordyn-wilson]

Jordyn did what she could with her room, trying to tone down the stark white walls. Lining most of her walls were pictures of her and her friends, little mementos like concert ticket stubs and movie tickets, old records that she’s listened to hundreds of time. Sounds of punk and pop music can be heard floating from her room, usually to the annoyance of her neighbors. 

[wnq-writers]

She is like a rose,she’s beautiful and enchanting but her roots are full of wounds.

cocaine-angell  (via wordsnquotes)

[insane---world]

[topassionatestrips-deactivated2]

give me more family plots though???

siblings who have always been bffs suddenly being apart for the first time when they move away to college

siblings from an abusive home running away and living on the road

single parent and their only child making their way through the world, gilmore girls style

rebellious teen sent to live with their aunt/uncle/grandparent

adult child talking care of a sick parent

cousins who have been raised like siblings

cousins who lowkey (or highkey) hate each other but are constantly forced to hang out anyway

suddenly orphaned teen being sent to live with their grandparent

half-siblings not knowing about each other and meeting for the first time as adults

SIBLING RIVALRY

SIBLING TEAMS

[comatosechild]

Clever girl. You play with fire because you want to be burnt.

Holly Black, The Coldest Girl in Coldtown (via comatosechild)

[jordyn-wilson]

tuliwrites:

An assortment of ‘apartment’ plots I need:

The walls are paper thin and…

The walls are paper thin and I can always hear you having sex and honestly idk if i’m more jealous because i’m not getting any or irritated because it’s keeping me up at night?

The walls are paper thin and you’re always singing in the shower, and honestly you’re terrible but idk how to tell you, so I’ve just started to play music over you but you seem to know every song and it only makes you sing louder??

The walls are paper thin and you just heard the brutal break up of me and my ex, and now you’re trying to comfort me through the walls and it’s kinda awkward but it’s also helping so?

The walls are paper thin and every night I watch jeopardy and I guess you’re really smart because every night you shout out the correct answer and at this point I’m not sure there’s a question you can’t answer?

The walls are paper thin and I hear you having obnoxious parties every night, and I would be mad but at the end of it all I can hear you crying yourself to sleep and i’m actually kind of worried about this lifestyle you’re living?

The walls are paper thin and i’m not even really sure how it started but every night we have conversations about our day over dinner and at this point idk why I haven’t just invited you over? 

You broke into my apartment… (also works the other way around)

You were drunk and you broke into my apartment and I would call the cops but you’re kind of out like a light so I’d kind of feel bad but you bet your ass i’ll be waiting for you to wake up until morning so I can ask who the fuck you are?

You were drunk and you broke into my apartment and when you found out this wasn’t your friend’s apartment you started crying and I really don’t know what to do?

You were drunk and you climbed in through my apartment window and I’m not really sure how you managed it because not only is the fire escape broken but you are really fucking plastered? Please, teach me your skills?

You broke into my apartment to avoid something and you won’t really tell me what it is and i’m actually kind of afraid you might be a murderer so why shouldn’t I call the cops?

You snuck into my apartment to avoid your ex while my door was open for groceries and I got so scared I spilled the milk everywhere?

You broke into my apartment while I was out for whatever reason and when I came home I knocked you out and now you’re unconscious on my floor and idk what to do?

We always see each other in the elevator…

We always see each other in the elevator during our walk of shame and it’s gotten to the point where we just share our escapades now and why haven’t we slept together yet?

We always see each other in the elevator and it’s inanely awkward because we both live on the top floor of this really tall apartment complex and we always ride in silence because the one time I tried talking to you I fucked up REALLY bad.

We always see each other in the elevator and now we’ve gotten stuck because of a power outage so really, I guess we should get to know one another at this point.

We always see each other in the elevator and it’s blatantly obvious you’re terrified of them even if you insist you aren’t.

We always see each other in the elevator and I know it’s you who didn’t hold the elevator the one time I was carrying something really heavy and I swear, I will get my revenge.

[loxvinglys]

I don’t need anyone who treats me like an option. I’m not a fucking option.

live by this (via liebeficktunsalle)

[afleetinglife]

… and the more hurt she gets, the more venomous she grows.

Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights (via lorelaiwritings)

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[helpersofindie-archive]

the icarian // @alienhelps

[toxicityintherpc-deactivated202]

MBTI Aesthetic Series: The ENTP

“A high-speed chase. Walking on thin ice. “Why couldn’t you have just left it alone?” You strive in chaos. Hand prints on fogged windows. The sensation of touching a flame. Moving things over just by an inch, to drive another crazy. You don’t fear yelling, for your tongue is the sharpest of blades. Doc Martens. You never know when you’re crossing the line, do you? Throwing middle fingers up at society. The sound of police sirens in the distance. You cannot spark a fire in others, and then leave. The thrill of climbing a fence into a no-trespassing zone. Skinny dipping in a pool filled with strangers. Don’t let anyone tell you to bite your tongue. You know, glow-sticks need to crack before they glow, too.”

[roseredwrites]

The thing about blood, family, it’s always there. You can hate each other, you can want to kill each other but you never stop loving each other…

Joey, The Black Donnellys (via roseredrps)