bot·a·ny

independent oc multi-verse & multi-ship  private/selective ◯ written by allie  

[lcrson]

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[lcrson]

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SEND ME A ✧… ; @addiictus

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you.✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you.✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend.✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor . ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).

[addiictus]

👀 + what do you think about spencer?

truth be told, he loved spencer. beyond that, he was probably IN love with spencer, but that was something he hadn’t felt since kyle. something he didn’t WANT to feel anymore. he was scared to love again, to fall in love again, but he wasn’t going to let that stop him from trying his goddamn best. so what DID he think about spencer?“i fuckin’ love her. honestly. without her, i don’t know if i would be as alright as i am now. i think the world of her, really.” 

[chcrnaya]

@lcrson liked for a starter ; 

❝ What’s a nice place like this doing in a girl like you? Oh, damn, I buggered that one up. Anyways. I’m Nat. Please have a conversation with me because I’m about to get caught if I don’t seem like I blend in and that would be very, very unfortunate. ❞

[lcrson]

spencer figures there are worse ways to be interrupted  from  eating  mediocre  bar   fries, even  if  there  is  an  alarming   undertone   to this  (admittedly  gorgeous) stranger going by  the  name  of   NAT.   her   smile   seems tense  but  you  wouldn’t  notice   unless   you were    within   a   bar   stool   vicinity   of   the woman.                     deciding   that   the   smart  idea  would                     be to avoid looking over her shoulder,                     spencer    instead   opts   to   push   her                     half eaten basket of fries over to her.                                          ❝ spencer, help yourself. got all night.                                         hope you don’t mind gravy & cheese.                                         you come here often? ❞ aka you are more than welcome to stay, please, chat away.   

[cinemasource]

Imogen Poots in She’s Funny That Way

[lcrson]

star thing for xgoblin!!

SEND ME A ✧… ; @xgoblin

(this icon called to me, i don’t know why…)I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you.✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you.✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend.✧ You are my mentor . ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).

[lcrson]

✧ + 4 tha ghost hoe thoooo

SEND ME A ✧... ; @endante / @metdeath (since this is for emmett)

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor (in some fucked up way i mea n). ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).

[devilsparda]

                   ❛                    right.   ❜   yeah, no. he was kinda hoping for the  ‘ oh no, i’m fine and totally COOL now ! ’  sorta thing.  but now he’s got some sort of MORAL OBLIGATION to consummate.   which,  he doesn’t actually have to, per se but it’ll lay HEAVY on his conscience  &  in the LONG RUN it’s the both of them that it takes its toll on.   emitting a sigh through his nose,  arms fold across the broadness of his chest,  sonorous timbres kept GENIAL as he offers succour  (  not much,  he reckons.  but it’s something. )  azure hues fall upon petite frame,   a touch of concern sparking at the her,  FRAIL-BODIED  +  irresolute mien that originated the inclination of aiding her.    ❛   well,  i guess i can spare some time to walk you home.    ❜

[lcrson]

yeah...about that. the word HOME causes her to flinch,  whether  she  is  conscious  of  it  or   not, & she  watches  her  own  brow  furrow  slightly   in   the window.  she  didn’t  have  a  home  to   be   walked back  to,   considerate   as   the   offer   may   have  been   from   a   complete    &    utter    stranger    (a dangerous  stranger  at  that).  not  even a moldy, old   box   she    could    drag    into    an    alley    way  somewhere.      HOME     was     whatever     24/7  establishment  she  could  hole   herself   up   in,   so long  as  some   doting   waitress   could   show   her sympathy  with  a  free  cup  of  coffee,  & a booth  she could curl up in.                       ❝ i appreciate it,❞  & she did, really.  ❝ but there’s                            nowhere  for  you  to  walk  me  too. ❞  because she                             sure as HELL wasn’t going back to jersey.    

[lcrson]

@lcnelybcy ; vinyl blues

it’s  the  early  morning  shifts  that  kill  louie, really, so  she  understands  why  he  calls  her   in   to   do his  job  for  him  when  he  feels   the   need   to   hit  the  snooze  button  for  an  HOUR  after   opening. she   doesn’t   mind   waking   up   and   coming    in, not  really.   it’s   more   money   for   rent,   for   food, for the cell phone bill she insisted louie go half on   her   with   (because   he’s   already   done   SO  MUCH  for  her  already,  all  because  of  a favor he    owed ━ ).    &    she    liked    putting    on    a playlist     of      her     choosing     while     she     got  shipments    together    for    trades   with   the   three sister stores around the city.                              it  was  slow most mornings, aside from  the                              usual  stragglers  from  the  bar  across   the                               street,  coming  in  to  SOBER up,  and the                              regular customers that waved and called her                              by  the  name  louie  had  scribbled   onto   a                              lanyard:                                  ❛ y’gotta’ go by somethin’, kid. ❜                                                              so  he  called  her  SID.  & so did everyone else                                                              who  bothered  to  look  twice  at  the  tag dangling                                                               around  her  neck.  the  delivery  guy,  he  used  to                                                              be  real  strange  about,  she  remembered.   gave                                                              her    the    creeps    about   the   way   he   silently                                                              questioned her sudden place in Record Jones                                                              (because you could never be too careful...).  but that was THEN and this was NOW, and the  delivery  guy  was  fired  last  week   which   made  her  the  delivery  ❛ guy ❜.  &  that’s  why at 8 o’  clock    in    the   morning,   she   was   rushing   to  unload    the   overstock   of   vinyl,   taped   up   in  boxes,  onto  the  curb  out  back  of  one   of   their  sister stores across town.                              normally  it  wouldn’t  be  so bad, but despite                              the  back  door  being  wide  open,  there was                       no sign  of  the  usual  zombie  employee                             attempting  to  help  her  carry   this   shit   in.                             didn’t  matter  if  her  own  store  still  had the                             closed  sign  dangling in the window, spencer                             still  wanted  to  beat  louie   to   the   store ━                             consider it a thing of PRIDE. and pride was                             pushing  her  to  feel  quite  irritated, dropping                             a  box  to  the   ground   a   bit   harsher   than                              she’d normally allow.                                               ❝ seriously? ❞   the   sigh   of   annoyance                                                              escaped    before   she   could   really   help                                                             it. she hadn’t even had her coffee yet, the                                                             cup  still  sitting  lukewarm  in  the   driver’s                                                              seat cup holder.

[lcrson]

starter call !!!  for anyone interested in doing a short paragraph thread to break the ice, or to jump right into the middle of a plot ━ i’m fine with either or c:

[imogenpotts]

Are you serious? 

Almost always, like yourself.

[lcrson]

what drew me to ur oc was how sweet n good u and spencer were both so good and sweet and i love u both

@addiictus 

!!!!!! you’re such a freaking sweetheart and i’m so happy you think so kindly of both me and spencer. thank you so so so much.psa: i adore you and mikey c: (but you already knew that).

[lcrson]

starter call !!!  for anyone interested in doing a short paragraph thread to break the ice, or to jump right into the middle of a plot ━ i’m fine with either or c:

[subtleelevation-deactivated2018]

Imogen Poots

[inboxideas]

What drew you to my OC?

[ub-archive-deactivated20170929]

inboxideas:

There are tons out there, so tell me what you liked about mine.

[devilsparda]

              ❛    either you’re HIDING IT WELL or you just don’t give a damn.  still tryna figure out which one it is. ❜    his little personalised method of enquiry as to see how she was holding up, really.  

STARTER   → @LCRSON.

[lcrson]

though   she  registers  the  voice  spoken next to her,    her    gaze     never     wavers     from     the streaked  glass,  DIRTY  and  likely   untouched  since the last time someone half-assed wiping it    down.    even    for    a    shoddy    place off the  beaten  path,  this  was...well,  BAD. & spencer is  sure  he’s  talking  about  the   violent   scene that  had  unfolded  some   minutes   ago   outside of       the       establishment,      but       he’s...right.  SORT OF.                             ❝ ...bit of both. ❞    

[1liv]