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@lukelynnfield
Welp… this is happening. I wonder where everyone is..
Probably doing something important, or at least thinking they are.
I missed the party…Was it at least as good as the flyers made it seem?
Rule one of parties with flyers... they are never going to be as good as advertised.
What’s up everyone?
This is the part where I say something interesting or alluring right?
I don’t have time to fret and cry over things. I got shit to do; excuse the phrase. All in all, anything to keep me sane I like. Luckily enough I’ve been able to find two people so far that I can’t hear. Which I enjoy a lot. Plus they keep my out of trouble I guess you would say.
As far at the Spirit King; I don’t think we’re friends. Then again it could deal with the fact that I told him to shove it where the sun don’t shine. Hn. No fucks were given though.
Sounds like some amazing words to live by. Just as I was about to say those two people must be a blessing in disguise you go and tell me they keep you out of trouble... What's the point of doing anything if there's not a bit of trouble involved.
How could you-- why would you-- What in the hells inspired you to the Spirit King to shove it? What did he ever do to you?
Mostly Innocent Drinks - Luke - Corey
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That’s the most nice thing someone has said about me and my abrasiveness attitude. Hmmm. Not bad..
I know how it can be.. I felt like shit when I picked thoughts from.. well you get the jest. But I got over it. Something like that. I just do things to get away. Or go around people who I can’t read.. there are very few.. but those few are people I cherish..
An attitude is only considered abrasive by people to weak enough to handle it. Just saying.
Yeah, I think I do. At least you managed to get over it, most people tend to give up with anything remotely upsetting. Hey, as long as you know how to get away from it all that's all that really matters right? If I was you I'd probably be the reckless one that tries to shut people up rather than getting away inside my own head... and I wouldn't have even thought to surround myself with people that I couldn't read. Have you managed to find anyone like that around here? Or are we talking meeting with the Celestial Spirit King rare?
Mostly Innocent Drinks - Luke - Corey
Luke began walking with a smirk on his face, hoping the other would follow him. In truth he wasn’t exactly sure where he was going, he had no idea where anybody else kept their liquor so it looked like he was going to risk looking outwardly forward by taking them back to his room. It wasn’t that he was trying to be cheeky he was just set in his ways, that and his place was going to be way more comfortable to him. “You keeping up chin wonder?” He finally looked over his shoulder at the other, biting his lip in a playful manner as he spun on his heels and began walking backwards. “’Cause if you’re having any trouble I could probably slow down for you, but you have to put that in the book. I don’t want Ryker, or whatever his name is, to sound like an ass.”
The Holder let out a soft chuckle as he looked Corey over, not caring if he was seen, before turning back around to see where he was going. “You know, I should probably ask what it is you like drinking. I’d hate for this to turn into some shitty not-a-date-first-date where I just keep making you drink something you hate. So just what is your poison? Do you like it sweet, sour, dark, handsome, and strong?”
After seeing a girl fly off last night, I’m not even gonna doubt you could actually do that; and, I’m sure you’ll be a big hit with the little ones, oh great bender of stone. I bet you would, but giving you the satisfaction of me making the unexpected first move would be an ego boost I’m not too sure I want to so easily hand you. The feeling’s mutual, I assure you. No worries on the copyright infringement though, I’ll definitely be sure to credit you when I’m famous. Now sounds great. Lead the way, cheekbones.
Now that sounds like a story I might just want to hear, but we can keep talking about me instead. You sure seem to like it. Oh come on, you and I both know that giving me that little ego boost would be a win-win situation. Well, a win-win for me but that's all that's important since I'm not going to be the famous author here. Instead of crediting me when you're famous why don't we just settle on letting me me on the cover and call it a deal.. we can talk about it more over drinks, if you think you can keep up with me Chin-chin
I do what I want. I take it as I please, just be glad I actually warned you. Normally I just scare the shit of people with my power. But eh.. you caught me on a good day, and in a pleasant mood. Thank the goddess…
Sorry if I unnerve you.. but it’s happens. And to answer your other question; I really can’t turn it off. Then again you people are just so loud with your thoughts they just continually just come at me back to back. Luckily enough I can detach sometimes and hide in a another place in my head. So whatever.
Thank the goddess indeed... then again, for what it's worth, if I had a power like yours I would probably do the same thing to people, especially if they've gotten on my nerves in any way. Plus, the fact you did warn me just proves how strong you are. Or at least it does to me.
Don't apologize, you didn't really do anything. I'm just not used to being around someone like you but the longer we talk the less unnerved I'll be. You're fine, really. I think I'd lose my mind if I could hear everyone's thoughts just coming at me like a bunch of screaming brats. At least you have somewhere you can somewhat escape to... let me guess, it's some kind of tropical paradise where it's just you an no one within your powers radius? Or maybe something a little less innocent? I won't judge.
I like you already. We can defiantly hang my man. Off to the liquor!!
He is a scary son of a bitch; but he loves us.
Perfect! This moment will only get better when I can drown it in something strong. Lets go!
Just saying, that's a kinky way to show you love anyone but love is love so I probably shouldn't complain.
A guy’s gonna bend stone for me during our first encounter; this is a story for the grandchildren. Oh? Do try next time so I can gauge about how much time I should take before making a move, Luke. I suppose it’s common courtesy to respond to that in kind so, the name’s Corey Ambrosia, future award-winning paranormal romance novelist with a character named Ryker who may or may not strike a shocking resemblance to a guy who’s just invited me for a drink.
I was thinking more like destroying it completely but bending it does sound more impressive, and I'm sure the grands would rather see me as the all powerful one of legends so we should probably just stick with that. Sorry, no can do. I'd rather just see you make a move without having any kind of help from me. Corey Ambrosia huh? It's nice to meet you, especially if I'm going to be resembling the lead of your paranormal romance novel... and I will be the lead-- about that drink... should we do that now or just keep talking about it?
Awh.. you almost said thanks? It happens. Don’t worry about it too much.. I’m sure Mica your wing woman will keep the weirdos and jackasses away. But I’ll be happy to help.
Just because I know doesn’t mean I’ll just got and pick it from your head. That’s rude… trust me I do go looking for information. It just comes to me. A nice blessing when wanted; but other times it’s a curse.
If you want to be technical, I did say thanks, just not in the context of actually meaning it so you could always just take it and go with it. You know, I was starting to get the idea that your little power was cool but something about you actually knowing things before I tell them to you? It's a little unsettling. Kinda has me trying to think of anything I shouldn't think about and that's too counterproductive for my own good.
Still, I'd appreciate the help. Especially since you have the decency not to just go riffling through people's heads for the hell of it. I didn't even realize that it could just come to you without you asking for it... so really you just can't turn it off sometimes can you? If you get stuck hearing anything half as weird as what goes through my head... I'm seriously sorry.
Yoo. I like the way you think. I’m sure we’ll find it..
We just have to watch out for Mama. He would skin us.. But I can deal with it.
It's bound to be easy. That, and when it comes to finding something to drink it's almost like a second power to me.
Yeah, I'm not really scared of Mama... plus, most people at least buy me dinner before they try to skin me so I think we'll be fine.
Thanks for the compliment, do continue. Common courtesy would state that I owe you one. I guess since you’re actually pretty chill I can. So what the hell, you aren’t too bad on the eyes. I would say you have a chance here but most guys are jackasses.. but I could recommend a few for you.
Do I actually need to say it, I mean don't you already know what I'm going to say pretty much? You really don't have to go on common courtesies though, really, I think they can be a bit of a waste of time... mostly. You know, right as I was going to say thanks you go and say I almost have a chance here. I guess I'm too new because I have yet to meet any jackasses... I guess I might need your recommendations more than I thought.
Put it like this man..
We never run dry, we just can’t seem to remember all the sneaky stash places. But we always find them again. Best believe…
Good. Then what do you say, since I'm obnoxiously sober, we work on finding one of those stashes hmm?
Would you consider swaying those percentages just a little bit for me? You’re stubbornly charming, new guy; you’ve whittled me down. I’ll have a drink with you on one condition: you tell me your name. I can’t write in my diary about how this dark, brooding figure convinces me to have a drink with him without at least sharing that tiny detail.
Sway my percentages? i'm not sure, they're pretty set in stone but I'll see what I can do. If you think I'm charming now you should see me when I'm actually trying. It's Luke by the way, Luke Lynnfield, but if you're going to be writing about me in your diary I think it's only fair if I know you're name too... so I can tell people whose diary I managed to make it into. That way I can be the dark, brooding figure that gets to brag about the cute, maybe handsome kid writing about me. I don't need to worry about you turning this into some kind of book do I?